<?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-19062334</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:49:49.342+08:00</updated><category term='something to share'/><title type='text'>-:+ to be a written history +:-</title><subtitle type='html'>the sleeping prince's angel fairy tales</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-5358810668367992300</id><published>2008-04-15T00:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:24:57.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days before exAM!!!</title><summary type='text'>Two weeks in a row i went to Empire beach with Azim's family, first week, main flying boat and jet ski..then the next sunday was the sunday splash...i'm reluctant to play anything that day..due to Public Sector Economics test the next day...pi last2 main jua banana boat...and zai freak out wah time gugur ke laut main banana boat...i was sooo scared zai na pandai swimming n all...naik motorboat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5358810668367992300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5358810668367992300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/04/days-before-exam.html' title='days before exAM!!!'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/SAON4jaFxbI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_q6fnVqrCB8/s72-c/30-03-08_1412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-7483679045000740836</id><published>2008-04-14T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:57:29.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relation of pimple and internal health</title><summary type='text'>What do you see when you look in the mirror? According to Chinese medicine, your face is a window to your health. Your forehead, nose, chin, right cheek, left cheek: Each of these five face zones provides clues to what is going on inside your body… if you know what to look for. And Maoshing Ni, an anti-aging expert and doctor of Chinese medicine, does. Better known as Dr. Mao, this healer shares </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7483679045000740836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7483679045000740836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/04/relation-of-pimple-and-internal-health.html' title='relation of pimple and internal health'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-7043796436850531938</id><published>2008-03-10T01:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:37:00.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of mid-semester break</title><summary type='text'>Tomorow i'll be having 2 test, Public sector econ and  Math2...balum abis belajar...too much holidaying i guess....Aimi balik Aussie dah..i'm alone again...*sigh*i'm too tired kan revise for my test tomorrow, hoping both test are MCQ type! Amin~uhm...why its always easier to revise and understand them, but when it come to test, tutorial and exam question, macam payah tia...esh esh esh....yatah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7043796436850531938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7043796436850531938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-of-mid-semester-break.html' title='end of mid-semester break'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1744270216907239281</id><published>2008-02-23T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T11:52:33.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long</title><summary type='text'>*lama sudah zai na liat national day show d tv (hehe) pagi2.kana bangunkan.liat tv brunei rah bilik my parent. sian jua ah tv brunei ani.rah bilik my parent and dapur ganya.*duit zai abis...i have to save alot...monthly bill...maintenance g...esh esh...*zai balum mandi..m soo lazy, its suppose to b a holiday!!*next test on25/2/8-international monetary system10/3/8-intro to math215/3/8-intro to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1744270216907239281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1744270216907239281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-long.html' title='so long'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-5176910675553157419</id><published>2008-02-01T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:14:08.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of no where</title><summary type='text'>...guess what i miss???i miss those moment...the feeling of wondering if d guys like u too...and how he try to attract your attention, and seeing how hard he try to tell he likes you!! (when actually we know but we'r just playing plain dumb or we are really clueless) *erk*..and i miss those moments when we always said "siapa suruh durang terfeeling.."sometimes...most of the times...as much as i'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5176910675553157419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5176910675553157419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/02/out-of-no-where.html' title='out of no where'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/2007feb/th_27-01-08_1539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-2898932703261685538</id><published>2008-01-23T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:49:35.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>such a week</title><summary type='text'>it's been an upsetting week...gosh is it me or its just men really or will never understand women!!!PMS oh?since when zai everyday PMS?hahahi'm practically bored and all i wana do is going out...and i can't do that for some reason and its upsetting me....and tadi the whole morning and afternnon i've been sleeping!!! 12am-1pm is the only time i am actually awake coz i have math class, and i came </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2898932703261685538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2898932703261685538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/01/such-week.html' title='such a week'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-2109216207253526578</id><published>2008-01-17T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:20:42.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've</title><summary type='text'>Wonder how I've changed, I've been through a lot of things, expecting a lot from others, i've kept myself busy, anti-socializing, living in my own world, i can't stand lots of things, I've been i don't know...trying my best to keep all the sorrow out of sight..hate to know the truth, I've promises to fulfill and there's so little time. I'm tired smiling to those hypocrites.i just want do things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2109216207253526578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2109216207253526578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive.html' title='i&apos;ve'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-788483621889184576</id><published>2008-01-13T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:19:23.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"New Word for Today"</title><summary type='text'>Benign - 'be-nin' can be use for gracious, showing kindness, favorable, mild type of disease, or harmless.***Happy new year!!!! and to bazi!!!!happy belated 20th birthday again!!! didn' expect i texted somehow to a wrong number. i love you much much much!!Tomorrow'll be another semester, 4th! another 4 semester (Amin!) to go...o wana know my result for last semester???overall i got C+...math for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/788483621889184576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/788483621889184576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-word-for-today.html' title='&quot;New Word for Today&quot;'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-3059179820472653944</id><published>2008-01-13T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:18:06.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to share'/><title type='text'>Heal your brain</title><summary type='text'>Heal your brain with these six boostersPosted: Dec 31st 2007 8:00AM by Jacki DonaldsonFiled under: Food and Nutrition, General HealthWe all know 30 minutes of exercise most days of the week does the body good. Add these steps to your 30-minute routine, and Michael F. Roizen, MD, says you'll keep your brain young.Eat Indian. Each week, eat six curry dishes or six teaspoons of dark mustard, or a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3059179820472653944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3059179820472653944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/01/heal-your-brain.html' title='Heal your brain'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-5523587154584368929</id><published>2008-01-13T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:26:25.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to share'/><title type='text'>Six Uncommon Cures</title><summary type='text'>Uncommon Cures for Everyday Ailments    Courtesy of Men's HealthStrange yet totally effective solutions to your most ailmentsIf you believe Johanna Brandt, she discovered an uncommon cure for cancer roughly 80 years ago while living in South Africa. The remedy: grapes. Bunches of them. In fact, all you can eat, because, well, grapes are all you can eat for 1 to 2 weeks, if you follow the plan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5523587154584368929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5523587154584368929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/01/six-uncommon-cures_13.html' title='Six Uncommon Cures'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4116514961479594583</id><published>2008-01-13T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:11:50.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to share'/><title type='text'>Chit-chat your way to a better memory</title><summary type='text'>Daily Fit Tip: Chit-chat your way to a better memoryPosted: Jan 11th 2008 6:00AM by Rigel GreggFiled under: Healthy Aging, Daily Fit TipAs a general rule talking all the time is considered a slightly negative habit, but if you love to chit chat you might be doing yourself some good: research shows that small talk helps memory. Just 10 minutes of talking with somebody face to face was shown to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4116514961479594583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4116514961479594583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2008/01/chit-chat-your-way-to-better-memory.html' title='Chit-chat your way to a better memory'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-8537578426521719881</id><published>2007-11-04T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T17:13:47.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to share</title><summary type='text'>got this from someone's blog..Analogies and metaphors found in high school essays              Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country. Here are last year's winners... Her face was a perfect oval, like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/8537578426521719881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/8537578426521719881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/11/something-to-share.html' title='something to share'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-7872164672219864503</id><published>2007-09-16T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:44:37.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:fully booked-up:.</title><summary type='text'>i miss Yus's flight yesterday..zai planned before Zai ajar tuition Zai singgah di airport before 7.30pm, pi instead Zai salah jalan limpas airport...urgh..i'm so lost, no sense of direction...so sorry yus~ and to the others yang zai hope to see yesterday *sob*Tomorrow is gonna be my group presentation with rina and qillah. tadi patang kami sempat compile all our work, dari masaritu dah balik2 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7872164672219864503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7872164672219864503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/09/fully-booked-up.html' title='.:fully booked-up:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4749197820659552474</id><published>2007-09-11T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T01:22:49.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Part 2:at the moment, i'm sticking to one:.</title><summary type='text'>..to flirt?haha no!the guys flirt,i don't ;p ) just to get the revenge feeling out of u, or i'll simply give him silent treatment, or i just say-it-all-out to him.. Hm...apa g ah?thats all i can think of atm.. But i hardly do those thing anymore..except for the silent treatment n say-it-all-out..i just don't dare to do it,i know it lead to big fight n everything..unless there's someone in my mind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4749197820659552474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4749197820659552474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/09/part-2at-moment-im-sticking-to-one.html' title='.:Part 2:at the moment, i&apos;m sticking to one:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4269412684901872322</id><published>2007-09-11T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T01:28:37.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Part 1:why do guys cheat?:.</title><summary type='text'>I've crossed this magazine..bout guys cheat more than girls do..and one of the sub-topics really got my attention! It says that f ur daring enuf to ask ur guy 'how do they define cheat?' u'l b surprise how guys define it..kn?like yea..uhm..yea..   on the other thought..what do you do when u r mad wf ur guy/girl?...let say like myself.i usually go out wf some other guy o simply flirt (do i know..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4269412684901872322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4269412684901872322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wana-be-priority.html' title='.:Part 1:why do guys cheat?:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-7875669322866514218</id><published>2007-09-02T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:01:17.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:quite lost:.</title><summary type='text'>first of all...dated: 26th August 2007venue: Seasonsreason: celebrating Yus's birthday + Amal's belated birthdayAmal + Yus !!!My beautiful darlz~!! (minus Aimi and Zai *na mo tinggal*)birthday girls WomEn!Shamin and YusUs exclude Shaf and....yea u know whoAmal, Zai and BazDurang cium mee laksa~*panat moment*and for story details..go to Amal's blog*****oh God...i'm so caught up with lotsa things..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7875669322866514218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7875669322866514218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/09/quite-lost.html' title='.:quite lost:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/RtqtoZ4TbdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/9obyGYYN4RQ/s72-c/26-08-07_1652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1164721245703886856</id><published>2007-08-26T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:40:36.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:road to flawless skin:.</title><summary type='text'>Dr. Gillian McKeith's,1. Drink plenty of clean filtered water - at least 6-8 glasses daily, more if on hot days and when you exercise. Adequate water is essential to keep your skin hydrated and for eliminating toxins through the kidneys and colon.2. Include lots of fibre in your diet.. It keeps your intestinal tract regular and enhances the elimination of waste from the body. some ppl with skin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1164721245703886856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1164721245703886856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/08/road-to-flawless-skin.html' title='.:road to flawless skin:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-2224924255939109241</id><published>2007-08-18T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:47:38.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:first one to greet:.</title><summary type='text'>thursday, i'm pretty busy, so as friday...ada function di rumah nini, tahlil....i skipped ambil gaji because the function is around 3-4pm, ambila gaji gi que panjang...so yea nanti saja lh..yatah tadi malam after function and everything, while the 'vain mode strike' photo session...somehow while saving the pix...the date is 17-08-2007...hmm...zai terdiam...macam i missed my darlz Yus birthday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2224924255939109241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2224924255939109241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-one-to-greet.html' title='.:first one to greet:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-2234426187317833876</id><published>2007-08-14T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:30:06.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:self-indulgement:.</title><summary type='text'>i miss blogging, i don't even have times for myself lately...m so caught up with everything, with all the dramas. m sick of it...like whoa it's august and it's my 3rd semester. i miss indulging myself like scrubbing all over with the mandarin and vanilla essential oil scrub (?), and having my face wrap in the miracle mask and scrub it with tropical sugarcane (advert kah tu?) and shopping!!! and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2234426187317833876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2234426187317833876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/08/seld-indulgement.html' title='.:self-indulgement:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-3228746427694313722</id><published>2007-07-19T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T03:45:54.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:where is my life?:.</title><summary type='text'>17 july was the so-called last day i workd for Hyatt, they'r gonna call us up again for the next function though us UBD-ian start the semester. i got lotsa stories working at the royal banquet, from serving the ministers, love life to jealousy. but i really have to go to sleep now, it's almost 4am.btw my mum suruh my bf stay over yesterday after kraja.....sal kami somehow tetidur di dapur dapan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3228746427694313722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3228746427694313722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/07/where-is-my-life.html' title='.:where is my life?:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4267133350094252524</id><published>2007-07-09T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:36:33.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m in luv...wf pharrell (i mean m still)</title><summary type='text'>[Pharrell:]we do this in our sleep niggazYessir[Snoop:]U eva been in love b4?Let me holla at u mannU know it's hard for a playa to admit that sumtimesBut I'm a spit that sumtimesU know wat I'm sayin'Ay p, give it to em one time, nephew[Pharrell nd Charlie:]There's sumthin bout this girlFrom around my wayEver try to hold back ur feelings,But it just wouldn't stay?But when I finally found the words</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4267133350094252524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4267133350094252524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/07/m-in-luvwf-pharrell-i-mean-m-still.html' title='m in luv...wf pharrell (i mean m still)'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-3106056834559429797</id><published>2007-07-05T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:03:11.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:hati satu tapi banyak cabangnya:.</title><summary type='text'>...bibi rephrase our phrase the other day..yesterday, that was the second time zai service di royal banquet, confiden daah..dho a bit err...hehebefore working for hyatt,1) i neve tawt of how people packaging for all the yellow box (yg dari istana), have you? it is really tiring, done that, and after sekali tu zai avoid keraja under that section - boring, tiring, pressured, confine-bia2)i find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3106056834559429797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3106056834559429797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/07/hati-satu-tapi-banyak-cabangnya.html' title='.:hati satu tapi banyak cabangnya:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-8761723599200822023</id><published>2007-06-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:26:43.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:second life:.</title><summary type='text'>for the past weeks ive spent most of my time di istana...jadi waitress...its totally a new different world, macam life under the castle..umh (apatu?) except that zai prolly recve special treatment..in some cases.Zai nantuk wah, pi i miss1.onlining2.reading blogs3.updating blogs4.msn-ing5.uploading pix n vdeo6.downloading stuffZai lapar, dari tadi zai o o saja, makan sikit o o..esh mun cemani </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/8761723599200822023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/8761723599200822023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/06/second-life.html' title='.:second life:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-6555107513383442719</id><published>2007-05-24T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:27:33.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:my visual DNA:.</title><summary type='text'> Read my VisualDNA™     Get your own VisualDNA™</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/6555107513383442719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/6555107513383442719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-visual-dna.html' title='.:my visual DNA:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-7832569714031068350</id><published>2007-05-20T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:10:02.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:before &amp; after exam week:.</title><summary type='text'>This was before exam, before revision week, banyak assigniment dateline, so here is Qillah, Rina and Zai sibuk buat assignment for statistics for economics, awal dah kami buat distributing the questinnaire and then compute all the data and stuff, pi balik2 salah saja, and last last buat rah rumah rina, sampai ke subuh...it was tiring yet fun, Qillah panat, pi Zai n Rina tau ya takut inda siap...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7832569714031068350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7832569714031068350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/05/before-after-exam-week.html' title='.:before &amp; after exam week:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-753329094718153669</id><published>2007-04-22T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:03:37.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:shoot:.</title><summary type='text'>my bf just msg-ed me that he signed in my friendster the other day and something is bothering him.....humph..lambat jua kana reply ani eh. laalallaa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/753329094718153669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/753329094718153669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/04/shoot.html' title='.:shoot:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-7885529945040779810</id><published>2007-04-21T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:22:00.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:group work complication:.</title><summary type='text'>Group work complication week should i sayi thought it was just me having difficulties in working in group/partners.1st story @ my storyafter having math lecture, i met my partner's bestfriend, and she asked me why if zai and my partner buat assignment pass back n forth, at first zai main kan saja by saying "whats the use of technology?", then somehow that girl replied why i didn't just come over </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7885529945040779810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7885529945040779810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/04/group-work-complication.html' title='.:group work complication:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4439350874004249615</id><published>2007-04-08T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:44:09.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:UBD Jogathon 2007:.</title><summary type='text'>Opps...there's only close up picture of me..i didn't participate in the jog, Zai involve AJK saja (volunteering) and wait at the checkpoint #5, Zai na sampat breakfast tadi, so yea i just help and join the commutee instead, sampat gi ke canteen @ ma;e hostel tu~~dushes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4439350874004249615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4439350874004249615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/04/ubd-jogathon-2007.html' title='.:UBD Jogathon 2007:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/2007feb/th_08-04-07_1039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1742396411963583657</id><published>2007-04-07T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T17:45:53.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:what will i be:.</title><summary type='text'>I've always wonder what will i be one day... can i still consider myself one of the lucky and all the good stuff i have now?Its good to know your cousin get promoted, and he and all the good things he have, beautiful soft-spoken wife and a wonderful son and another to come. Life is beautiful. It makes you think anyone can have a great life, not just certain people, as long we have the will... If </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1742396411963583657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1742396411963583657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-will-i-be.html' title='.:what will i be:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4161481158582213019</id><published>2007-04-06T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T00:28:22.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:bouncy:.</title><summary type='text'>Here goes a short recap...thursday night, all of us ke rumah nini, baca doa selamat sal usu laki n usu bini after accident the other day, pi alhamdulillah they'r safe, luka2 saja..this is fatin, yasmin (usu's daughter) and me.This afternoon, tua panggil kerumahnya, iman's birthday, and daddy nya naik pangkat captain.this is usBelow is iman n his daddyThis is us,Ella, fatin, syu, enoi, and zai...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4161481158582213019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4161481158582213019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/04/bouncy.html' title='.:bouncy:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/RhZ0dHfxCSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/t1GmKaD9eSQ/s72-c/DSC00708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4956483916712875006</id><published>2007-04-04T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T01:19:00.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:personal dna:.</title><summary type='text'>hehe..i like webbie i got from yus's blogthis is me...an...My Personal Dna Reportit's true, quite true, reflects me most of it...try it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4956483916712875006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4956483916712875006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/04/personal-dna.html' title='.:personal dna:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-5462474555274572771</id><published>2007-04-04T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:23:11.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:when i am tired of trying to finish 2 assignments to be hand in tomorrow, this is what i just found:.</title><summary type='text'>The differences in the constitution of a man and woman         are manifest. The head takes first place in the man's         decisions and the heart in the woman's. Reason and         emotion are the gifts given to each respectively in their         creation. As Dr. Alexis Carrel puts it: "The         differences between men and women are, obviously, the         physical ones : and then, less </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5462474555274572771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5462474555274572771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-i-am-tired-of-trying-to-finish-2.html' title='.:when i am tired of trying to finish 2 assignments to be hand in tomorrow, this is what i just found:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1037947251398702194</id><published>2007-03-31T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:15:04.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:me against others'...:.</title><summary type='text'>the busy crucial week had 'just' passed...hehe...lega~ it's good to know my english assignment datelinenya extended to 4th aprial, which is this wednesday,is it?yea..ok...shoot..its coming..anyway i wana take this 3 holidays relaxing dulu...and shoppingMIB presentation the other day was really great, we did great!! kami balik-balik practising before the actual presentation, and things flow nicely</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1037947251398702194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1037947251398702194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='.:me against others&apos;...:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/Rg3r3VzLaKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KLo-zjkRpeI/s72-c/29-03-07_1818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4619545058267800392</id><published>2007-03-26T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:18:19.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:expect the unexpected:.</title><summary type='text'>tadi at 10am i went to hua ho qlap, just before zai kluar kereta azim, zai check my fon, ada mc, it was from my driving teacher, then i call her back, and she answered it and asking me bila kn k jpd, m like soo lost...n zai cakaplh, bahapa k jpd, taecher cakap zai next bljr driving is this friday, i havnt see her for like a month kali, sal zai is very busy this month, then ya cakap "kau test jua </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4619545058267800392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4619545058267800392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/expect-unexpected.html' title='.:expect the unexpected:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-5202683139494176771</id><published>2007-03-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:07:21.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:selurut=me!!:.</title><summary type='text'>hi maal~ have you read Amal's blog recently? cantek2 ya describe kami thru cakes...she's good thing related to food!...and elaun zai balum keluar *sob*..and my dad cakap he wana buy me another new car since i don't like the car yang durang belikan last year, which is my mum pakai pasal they bought it before i even took the driving class...and i wana be the first to drive my car...*demanding banar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5202683139494176771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5202683139494176771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/selurutme.html' title='.:selurut=me!!:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-2109326289881140959</id><published>2007-03-20T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:18:51.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:i wanna cry:.</title><summary type='text'> ...brabishly~ ugh tons of work. gosh i have to finish two research and both datelinenya 27 march!!next cominng tuesday!!!!!!!!! i is so tired though i like both stuff..pi thinking that i'm gonna sit for math test whole chapters we did from the beginning of semester 2, ie complex number and integration...really make me down!macam balik2 test nya ani...zai naleh brabis u see.i just watched </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2109326289881140959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2109326289881140959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-cry.html' title='.:i wanna cry:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-735258980674610643</id><published>2007-03-17T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T19:46:35.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:time to breathe:.</title><summary type='text'>its saturday, the day after 3 tests in a row....m so happy that i finally can breathe...ptui..pi my brain is still heavy...lalallalawana c a pix taken on wedneday, i had lunch wf azim n friends...after class..like i got tests the next day...and m still willing to gout for lunch...coz i need a break,,ythknthis week, i just had my logic and thinking test, math test-which i got 6/10 (again) by luck!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/735258980674610643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/735258980674610643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-to-breathe.html' title='.:time to breathe:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/RfvR8GJb9zI/AAAAAAAAACE/HpwnyhirurQ/s72-c/257315258l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1060003840330115197</id><published>2007-03-12T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:19:28.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:ku ingin kau selalu mencariku:.</title><summary type='text'>lawa ah lagu peterpan-sally sendiritadi uni started second half of the semester...it's not a really busy day, i only have two class. My mum gave me $10 tadi just for me to survive atleast one day, since my allowance balum kluar!sad~iis quite awkward my mum gave me money, kesian banar kah usulnya sampai kana bagi duit $10 tuk minum2..huhu..zai just now upload few of the picture i felt wonderful, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1060003840330115197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1060003840330115197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/ku-ingin-kau-selalu-mencariku.html' title='.:ku ingin kau selalu mencariku:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-7020533362641516438</id><published>2007-03-10T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T01:19:02.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:sleepless:.</title><summary type='text'>i can't sleep..dunno whats got into me..this week..suppose to be sleep early b4 12...for facial purposes...hahaha..i cant sleep early..3 days saja zai sanggup..now m back to my lyfstyle ie. aher tidur..and downloading mp3 and playing games..and yesterday zai main game, then somehow yus tagur...and we talkd and lalala sampai kul 3am...and m sooo on cloud 9 to hear it...i mean reading it!! esp when</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7020533362641516438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7020533362641516438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/sleepless.html' title='.:sleepless:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-8410840802525741601</id><published>2007-03-08T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:20:13.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:in the mood:.</title><summary type='text'>m sooo in the mood of exploring wordpress...i just want to RSS feed this blog to my wordpress...i know where to get the feed..pi its blank..no feed for me to copy..sian jua eyh...m bored..i need to revise..i got math test this coming wednesday, and statistics test next week's saturday...i ned to go to majistret(?) for my research on divorce..darn~~y am i lazy this week...wake up zai!!oh kamu tau </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/8410840802525741601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/8410840802525741601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-mood.html' title='.:in the mood:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-3830854307330273718</id><published>2007-03-08T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:19:39.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>atl ast...wordpress</title><summary type='text'>for a password proteted post...i'll consider if i wana use this site for daily (hmm) blogging or just for few post that must be pasword protected..wait n c..coz i find blogger is much easier to use..maybe i'm adapted to blogger than wordpress, so m not going to jump to any conclusion.well my new (again?) is icedWHITEcoffee.wordpress.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3830854307330273718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3830854307330273718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/atlastwordpress.html' title='atl ast...wordpress'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-5463409124366382374</id><published>2007-03-08T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:18:00.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eeeeee</title><summary type='text'>2 times i posted..but to no avail!esh..first was thru my fon masa tunggu kn bljr driving..guess...entah napa ya kh..and the second maybe my fault..i left my blog open unpublished..n totally 4gttn that m blogging till someone close the browser..anyway.zai is signing up for wordpress.....and yea...a lil re-cap of what I've did on my previous unpublished lost post.m having my mid-term break..for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5463409124366382374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5463409124366382374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/03/eeeeee.html' title='eeeeee'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-3753491223030581852</id><published>2007-02-24T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:30:53.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a week!</title><summary type='text'>last saturday, zai main squash sama aimi @ ubd's gym after math class sama liyah...and i like this bag..it's my cuz ka diana's...she bought it at paloma..zai jeles..i luv that bag!!&lt;...advert&gt;then sunday..zai and my cuzz and boyfriends...except bf syuhaidah n ella..we all went movie-ing!! ghost rider...we met jimmy (shikin's bf) and he ddnt get the ticket, ya bookon saturday..pi still na dapat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3753491223030581852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3753491223030581852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/02/week.html' title='a week!'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/2007feb/th_17-02-07_1537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1377547784674604228</id><published>2007-02-15T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T21:20:44.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:instead of rose as a gift....:.</title><summary type='text'>14 feb...Valentine to those who celebrate. i dun exactly celebrate. well after class. aimi pick me up dari chancellor hall then off to her house, lunch then we go chill @ shopping!! we both buy this baju down here..lawa kn?well the white top plg. yg dark purple tu tuk lapis ja...we wana buy the one yg hitam n merah (the 2nd pix) kami try saja. di fitting room.  n kami jalan pakai baju kurung! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1377547784674604228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1377547784674604228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/02/instead-of-rose-as-gift.html' title='.:instead of rose as a gift....:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1682299588122611618</id><published>2007-02-12T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T20:54:53.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:me &amp; insight:.</title><summary type='text'>Men See You As PlayfulMen want a challenge and you are the perfect playmateYou know how to push men's buttons and attract a wide range of guysYou enjoy living and loving - it's one of your most attractive qualitiesMen are often consumed with desire for you, and you love that!How Do Men See You?Guys Think You're Hard to GetYou're the furthest thing from easy.You're proper, reserved, and maybe even</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1682299588122611618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1682299588122611618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-insight.html' title='.:me &amp; insight:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-5341671349731711078</id><published>2007-02-09T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:36:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:love is everywhere:.</title><summary type='text'>This is at uncle Tajudin house, his daughter kawin!. which is also Azim's first cousin wedding.ani biliknya..nice!!!brabis!ani mum azim bawa kami ke atas liat pengantin.this is me and my sister during the ceremony, i know i know, useless zai upload pix here saying malam berbedak, since u cant even see the ceremony. muka zai and sis saja pondok2!!haha..enjoy pieces of me! V.A.I.NThis is during my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5341671349731711078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5341671349731711078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-is-everywhere.html' title='.:love is everywhere:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1137772707619429296</id><published>2007-01-26T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:36:55.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:test undang2:.</title><summary type='text'>i'm gonna have est undang2 esok...wee~~hope i manage to get all done, i mean all right! AMIN!!bila ah kan kluar result supplement..i hope i pass! i really want my overall result jadi c..oh i ddnt tell u guys my exam result oh..i got-microeconomics, macroeconomics, logic&amp;thingking, english, math and overall grade is:           b,  b,  b,  c, s (supplement)  and  d+actually there's something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1137772707619429296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1137772707619429296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/test-undang2.html' title='.:test undang2:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-273358791159725829</id><published>2007-01-26T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:12:31.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Why husbandS cheat?:.</title><summary type='text'>the other day, zai cakap2 sama azim n somehow we touched bout why ppl divorce, hubby cheat..there is alot of reasons...few that is well known.eg.-the wife inda grooming esp. dirumah  -the wife atleast wear something nice and sexy-na pandai ambil hati-the wife ...bla bla bla...you know...banyak lahand i just knew one reason that i've never heard of.and prolly the most important.-the wife should </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/273358791159725829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/273358791159725829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-husbands-cheat.html' title='.:Why husbandS cheat?:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-2083014073220112933</id><published>2007-01-21T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:58:24.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:whats wf me?:.</title><summary type='text'>eeeeyyyyhhh....*ngusut*majal*ngusut*shopping*makan*majal*minum*hmpph...i always remeber what ppl promised to me...don't promise me and u ddnt fulfill it!!and stop giving me promises...!!!i said what i want, and i want it no matter what!!!dengar tu??!!???eesshh zai ngust masani, i mean lately...napa ya oh..kn atu kali..i shud be doing my tutorial work now...esh esh...oh btw zai update the other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2083014073220112933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2083014073220112933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-wf-me.html' title='.:whats wf me?:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-6486100179077415132</id><published>2007-01-19T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T12:11:36.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:one friday morning:.</title><summary type='text'>this morning, i aint going anywer..so here i am..having the pc n tv all by myself.eh zai lupa liat tv tadi..pi its ok..i downloaded lotsa add-ons for mozila firefox. i downloaded clipmarks, firebug, adblock plus, download statusbar and ada lagi lah.ysterday after uni, zai shop for books, since elaun for books kluar dah, pi i instead buy myself baju and better skin tone from the natural sources, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/6486100179077415132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/6486100179077415132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-friday-morning.html' title='.:one friday morning:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-3355546794443610177</id><published>2007-01-19T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:56:25.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Wasiat Rasulullah S.A.W related to menstruatual and pregnancy :.</title><summary type='text'>i got this from bb!! should read esp for girls...pi for guys good jua..tuk masadepan!!huhuWASIAT RASULULLAH S.A.W. ADAB UZ-ZIFAF Ahmad telahmenceritakan :"Telah menceritakan kepada kami oleh 'Amru bin Hafsahdan Abu Naar dari Muhammad bin Al-Haitham dari Ishak bin Hanjih, dariHusaif dari Mujahid daripada Al-Khudri yang berkata : "Rasulullah s.a.w.telah berwasiat kepadaSaidina Ali bin Abi Talib r.a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3355546794443610177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3355546794443610177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/wasiat-rasulullah-saw-related-to.html' title='.:Wasiat Rasulullah S.A.W related to menstruatual and pregnancy :.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4829325859879055751</id><published>2007-01-17T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T20:28:53.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:math supplement exam:.</title><summary type='text'>had my supplement exam this morning..bolehlah...i left last part of qs 6, its bout polar vector, zai na sampat baca..owh owh let me cereta ah...my math revision week.dari hari isnin. zai, diyana, jannah and zulfa after math, kami ke arah our ex-math teacher, teacher hasnah, minta hint or tips for supplement exam, nya azim, it shows that kami concern bout our math f jumpa ia.so we did jumpa ia rh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4829325859879055751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4829325859879055751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/math-supplement-exam.html' title='.:math supplement exam:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-588584553057705942</id><published>2007-01-14T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:27:22.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:another bbq:.</title><summary type='text'>we go bbq again d bukit shabandar,zai and family and bf dtg petang, kami na ikut hiking wf my cuzzy. coz that morning i had undang lesson. wana see the pix....(click thumbnail below)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/588584553057705942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/588584553057705942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-bbq.html' title='.:another bbq:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/Ra4bKiJyzWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8Bjs_wWWk6U/s72-c/mosaic9654994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-6104034658013768337</id><published>2007-01-05T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:06:48.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:B.B.Q:.</title><summary type='text'>oh god oh god...i've been bbq-ing dari december...and i'm still going to bbq nyte after nyte...yesterday pagi zai belajar driving...zai pandai handle steering dah sal my teacher let me do it all by myself di hi-way..ganya na ya melapaskn lau dijln sempit n roundabout..n this tym zai na mati engine, not even one...yay~~pi that day window kerita yg zai pakai rosak na mo naik leh the previous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/6104034658013768337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/6104034658013768337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/bbq_05.html' title='.:B.B.Q:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/RZ4FRpnZkgI/AAAAAAAAABs/7Vz5xDMvs30/s72-c/04-01-07_2210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-3889656494983404712</id><published>2007-01-05T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:06:26.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:B.B.Q:.</title><summary type='text'>oh god oh god...i've been bbq-ing dari december...and i'm still going to bbq nyte after nyte...yesterday pagi zai belajar driving...zai pandai handle steering dah sal my teacher let me do it all by myself di hi-way..ganya na ya melapaskn lau dijln sempit n roundabout..n this tym zai na mati engine, not even one...yay~~pi that day window kerita yg zai pakai rosak na mo naik leh the previous </summary><link 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-7470863543827377392</id><published>2007-01-02T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T19:07:32.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:clueless:.</title><summary type='text'>last nyt bbq rah aimi...nyummy~i ate lots of katam!! hilang ayu..the effect baru kluar tdi tym zai main badminton sama my sisteri'm bored waaah....a bit missing my darlz the fact durang liat movie tadi..credit dst zai tinggal 10c, and i'm not sure f msg zai thru b.mobile sampai...today zai makan nesvita saja dari pagi sampai ptg (and cups of coffee)..i'm not diet-ing..pi jus wana looooose some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7470863543827377392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/7470863543827377392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/clueless.html' title='.:clueless:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4097233910945643161</id><published>2007-01-01T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:34:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Happy New Year:.</title><summary type='text'>i celebrate new year bbq at azim's aunt d jerudong...aher balik sal sorang2 cbuk sal roasblock, betinted tia, apa2 lah...around 1.30 baru kan mulih. paling aher balik zai and azim, and his sibsling sorang. durang ckp di jerudong nada roadblock, di rimba, selayun, penjara and some other places...sklai dh kan dkt pantai jerudong...semua wah menghi-light...tungkal jua zai tu...kami parked rah kadai </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4097233910945643161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4097233910945643161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='.:Happy New Year:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/RZjjdr0nOKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/FNT50mo3t7w/s72-c/01-01-07_1255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-6195913005384518140</id><published>2006-12-31T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T18:34:44.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:end of the year:.</title><summary type='text'>i'v tried to blog, but to no avail....here goes...its 6pm. 6 hours  to midnyte...first...some pix from bowling from last saturday, i ddnt hav pix of the rest...shidah got my pix in her digi...hehe...me and aimiaimi, me and bibiaimi bf bibi, and bibithen drumh busy clean up buku2 skulh...stu jalan2 nothing much...below my parent doingthe steamboat...not bad...$10 per serving the steamboat d ginger</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/6195913005384518140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/6195913005384518140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/12/end-of-year.html' title='.:end of the year:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/RZeMNb0nOGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/G_YJwioR7Eg/s72-c/231220061020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-2335157965476280851</id><published>2006-12-21T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:44:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:flickr:.</title><summary type='text'>feel free to visit http://www.flickr.com/people/nurul36/ -photo2 gwe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2335157965476280851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/2335157965476280851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/12/flickr.html' title='.:flickr:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-5410748115322469074</id><published>2006-12-21T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:27:57.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:the holiday:.</title><summary type='text'>tadi, azim ke kk. while, zai tadi liat movie wf this guy...hahah...nadalh..i went sama bb, ada shidah, liyah, zudin, zuhrini, and some ubd-ians.. the movie..great!!! romantic..hehe..heng~~i was wf bb most of the time, we somehow rasa its kinda awkward rasanya liat movie wf some people we don't usually watch movie with...miss watching wf our darlz and guys. pas movie we wnt to swenson, m a bit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5410748115322469074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/5410748115322469074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/12/holiday.html' title='.:the holiday:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-783724840674935870</id><published>2006-12-20T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:56:42.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:my holiday so far:.</title><summary type='text'>[after exam]saturday...zai ke lawas, coz sunday my dad's cuzzy kawin...then after the wedding ceremony, we zoomed to kk.(picture below) dangerous!! this truck from somewhere along lawas to kk bawa timber(?) w/o red flagthis is my dad and my 2nd sisterthis is my youngest sister and mewe went to nexus karambunai resort saja2 liat2i look fat..huhuani first beach hotel, kami minum kelapa manis which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/783724840674935870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/783724840674935870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/12/coming.html' title='.:my holiday so far:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEA8nYwph7A/RYll_70nOEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lWhNn7MUg8E/s72-c/17-12-06_1606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-4507945298334779599</id><published>2006-11-30T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T16:31:40.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:how to not lose ur gf:.</title><summary type='text'>1-touch her waist2-talk to her3-share secrets4-give her your jacket5-kiss her slowlyare you remembering this?6-hug her7-hold her8-laugh with her9-invite her somewhere10-let her be with you when you'rewith yourfriendskeep reading11-smile with her12-take pics with her13-pull her onto your lap14-when she says she loves you more,deny it.fight back15-when her friends say i love hermore than you,deny </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4507945298334779599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/4507945298334779599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-to-not-lose-ur-gf.html' title='.:how to not lose ur gf:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-3109468787671302358</id><published>2006-11-28T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:44:57.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:deep deep inside:.</title><summary type='text'>its been awhile since i felt this way...i feel blessed...i feel so good though at the moment i'm having my exam...just now, and tomorrow i'll be having mathafter A level exam..i  feel like m just the average girl, a bit regret, disappointed, looking back when i was young till o level i achieve almost perfect result..every time i think how i didn't manage to qualify myself to apply for scholarship</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3109468787671302358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/3109468787671302358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/11/deep-deep-inside.html' title='.:deep deep inside:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-1928456141509695035</id><published>2006-11-25T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T20:23:46.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:that was once:.</title><summary type='text'>Aimi balik brunei dh.p i cant jln wf her yet.i got exam dis cuming week.ada this song i dun remembr exactly sapa nyanyi p he said sumtn yg hecan talk wf his x gf 3 hr on d fon.n sumhow zai teflashback ive beender.3 hr just xprsn our feeln over n over on d fon.mcm org angau overmissn each othr.huhu.       Calilah.i juz cant belve i felt that wayto sumone.p thats d only one tym..p ani nada g..-- -:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1928456141509695035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/1928456141509695035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/11/that-was-once.html' title='.:that was once:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-8598943176369721950</id><published>2006-11-25T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:15:06.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;smil&gt;&lt;head&gt;&lt;layout&gt;&lt;root-layout width="240px" height="239px"/&gt;&lt;region id="Text" left="0%" top="0%" height="67%" width="100%"/&gt;&lt;/layout&gt;&lt;/head&gt;&lt;body&gt;&lt;par dur="8s"&gt;&lt;text src="media1.txt" type="text/plain" region="Text" alt="media1.txt" /&gt;&lt;/par&gt;&lt;/body&gt;&lt;/smil&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/8598943176369721950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/8598943176369721950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/11/width-height-id-left-top-height-width_25.html' title=''/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-116291886143848537</id><published>2006-11-08T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:01:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:another day:.</title><summary type='text'>m out of title..hehei call up bibi tadi, since bb balik brunei dah...i miss her...lama dh na ckp sama bb..*sigh* we'v plan to chil prolly dis sat or thursday...bb kan rehat2 dulu drumh plus zai ada mid term exam dis thursday...cant wait to meet her n chilltadi zai revise logic n thinking..then tu chat sama buzy..then zai browse friendster...feel sooo lonely, inda pulang...i just miss my darlz..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116291886143848537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116291886143848537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-day.html' title='.:another day:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-116282668263121903</id><published>2006-11-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:27:08.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:exam is coming:.</title><summary type='text'>Azim and Zai at his housemy cuzz and me at azim's house..first open house...ada kaling buat murtabak, durang order...my mum iski  brabisme and tiqahmy mum and cuzzy at my aunt, tangah's housemy 2nd niece, Bazla, anak abg khairulmy youngest first cuzzen, yasmin raihana, anak usu, and ninimy cuzzysyu, ka mimi, and mei promised to update n blogged bout raya aytes..anyway...yesterday, my parent ambil</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116282668263121903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116282668263121903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/11/exam-is-coming.html' title='.:exam is coming:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-116211727523926068</id><published>2006-10-29T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:21:15.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Water treatment:.</title><summary type='text'>i heard this before n i got this from bibi..DRINK WATER ON EMPTY STOMACHIt is popular in Japan today to drink water immediately after waking up every morning. Furthermore, scientific tests have proven its value. We publish below a description of use of water for our readers. For old and serious diseases as well as modern illnesses. The water treatment had been found successful by a Japanese </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116211727523926068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116211727523926068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/10/water-treatment_116211727523926068.html' title='.:Water treatment:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-116118470023843465</id><published>2006-10-19T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:18:34.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:accidentally escaped math:.</title><summary type='text'>i'll update after esuk, esok ada math mid term exam and i ot two tutorials which i just completed, aher dah i need my beauty sleep, my face ada sikit bakat, need to hilangkan by rayaowh below is some pics of leena, yus and me..-for more pics-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116118470023843465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116118470023843465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/10/accidentally-escaped-math.html' title='.:accidentally escaped math:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-116049890420523410</id><published>2006-10-10T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:51:39.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:I HAD A DREAM:.</title><summary type='text'>lets recap:seconds to disasterfriday,6/10 - BitDefender expired. A2 emisoft cookies corrupted, somehow.saturday,7/10 - the PC went extremely slow, hang, numbers of crash, zai is annoyed, and late that night, installing free bitdefender, running all the anti-adware software.sunday morning - switching on the PC p to no avail, coz the PC won't start p.it keeps on re-starting, and stating secondary </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116049890420523410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/116049890420523410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-had-dream.html' title='.:I HAD A DREAM:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115955293632843214</id><published>2006-09-30T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T02:08:42.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:forget me not:.</title><summary type='text'>the other day, i mean berapa malam dah, i had sleepless nytes with an 'S'...the reasons are..i watched late nyte show, play online games, well a bit of chat, than the other night clean up apa2 saja...i just realise...(inda pulang)i love TV soooooo much...that sumtym i 4gt to sleep. (i wonder if my future hubby gonna like it..??hmm)i luv editting my blogskin more than blogging.i luv to drink lotsa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115955293632843214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115955293632843214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/09/forget-me-not.html' title='.:forget me not:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115885101180163272</id><published>2006-09-21T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:04:46.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:alien me:.</title><summary type='text'>gosh...tadi buzy punya flight...try my best not to cry, pi too bad zai nangis..awal tu dah time buat card tuk buzy..macam flashback tarus zai dari form 1 sama buzy being so childish, nyaya orang..sama wahidah..lari sana lari sini..huhu...few years back..it was so nice..nothing to worry about..schoolworks are easily done. being hate doesnt seems to affect any of us..macam na ingat dunia...years </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115885101180163272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115885101180163272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/09/alien-me.html' title='.:alien me:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115773022510353745</id><published>2006-09-08T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:43:45.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:malam ke pagi:.</title><summary type='text'>was suppose doing my homework. actually zai mo revise then do the hwk myself..then after revise i end up searching for the song rah advert yg sal first msg, first apa2 tu lah..zai ingatkan lyrics nya den search..naleh eyh..den aher2 ada cha~~WEEEEEEEEEEE,,,i lyk it wen i finally got what i want myself..m so easy to be please you know!! *Excited* oh btw the songs m talking about is the one i post </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115773022510353745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115773022510353745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/09/malam-ke-pagi.html' title='.:malam ke pagi:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115772927364511099</id><published>2006-09-08T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:37:57.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:you and me:.</title><summary type='text'>download songby the wannadies.             Always when we fightI try to make you laughUntil everything's forgottenI know you hate thatba ba ra ra ba ba ba baba ba ra ra ba ba ba baAlways when we fightI kiss you once or twiceAnd everything's forgottenI know you hate thatI love you Sunday sunThe week's not yet begunAnd everything is quietAnd it's alwaysYou and me - always - and foreverYou and me - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115772927364511099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115772927364511099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-and-me.html' title='.:you and me:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115669778736472608</id><published>2006-08-28T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:56:27.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:second post 4 d day:.</title><summary type='text'>its always like that, when you'r about to begin doing something, youalways wonder how it ll end. and after everything ended, you reminiscehow it all started and how it was.-- -:+ Z@eM +:-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115669778736472608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115669778736472608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/08/second-post-4-d-day.html' title='.:second post 4 d day:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115669742368522836</id><published>2006-08-28T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:50:23.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Yet another chapter:.</title><summary type='text'>i'm so excited bout this whole things. bunch of questions arises.first of all, i went to UBD for interview last wednesday, then thursand sat registering myself, and did all the procedure. done by lunch.so here i am,excited and wondering how things are gonna b and how willit end, am i going to do well as i want it to be, or i'm gonna wasteanother year...-- -:+ Z@eM +:-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115669742368522836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115669742368522836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/08/yet-another-chapter.html' title='.:Yet another chapter:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115582208742727155</id><published>2006-08-17T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:54:55.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:the end of a chapter:.</title><summary type='text'>another new chapter is about to happen. i've learned alots from the previous chapter, i.e working for (/in/at(?)) DST. where i've met varieties of people, who i'm thankful to know, and some who i wish i don't...but it may remain as sweet and sour memories and one experience to be learn fromat that time, i've learned to be alone, with people i don't trust, it's hurt to know how people hate you so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115582208742727155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115582208742727155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/08/end-of-chapter.html' title='.:the end of a chapter:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115547730230982984</id><published>2006-08-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:55:02.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:something bad:.</title><summary type='text'>something bad is happening out there...i can smell it...do you even realise things are getting worse? first its all the thunderstorm, and now a slight haze which worsen by maghrib tadi...well, speculation has been made..is it related to prince @&amp;$#'s party last night?? i wonder, it's just an assumption anywayi got something to share. Last night, i was actually on the phone late that night, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115547730230982984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115547730230982984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/08/something-bad.html' title='.:something bad:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115513241000414415</id><published>2006-08-09T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T22:06:50.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:beautiful days.. :.</title><summary type='text'>weather report: tadi ribut again around 6pm and ada street lights tumbang, forunately it lands vertically as in on the grassbeautiful days...i left behind..wish i could have it back. i don't want it to end so soon. i miss those moments..not that i'm not happy with my love...just that i feel like i didn't spend my time with my darlz..those who put a smile on my face each day and turn my tears to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115513241000414415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115513241000414415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/08/beautiful-days.html' title='.:beautiful days.. :.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115484476746329533</id><published>2006-08-06T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:12:47.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:sunday..oh sunday..:.</title><summary type='text'>why everytime i wana go somewhere on sunday..always end up na kesampai-an..urgh..i hate it...planned with azim yesterday kan go shopping today dari pagi till afternoon..pi tadi zai bangun pagi2 and mc-ed him..pi  3g nya unreachble..den mc-ed line dst nya..pi nada reply, and i assume ya balum bangun..so zai tidur balik den mandi..blabla...turun bawah..my family jalan dah, my lil sis ngaji and my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115484476746329533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115484476746329533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/08/sundayoh-sunday.html' title='.:sunday..oh sunday..:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115479575129099226</id><published>2006-08-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:35:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:questionaire:.</title><summary type='text'>did some questionaire just now..havent had enough time for myself..darn..i even hadn met my darlz...i'm so sorry...zai kan call buzy tadi pi dirumahnya nada orang jawap i guess durang jalan ke tanglong, kn? then zai decided call bibi trus tanya bout her re-application, she got the interview and stuff and this monday shes gonna start her study..while zai,..no reply yet..so..suggested to call up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115479575129099226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115479575129099226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/08/questionaire.html' title='.:questionaire:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115314899029093741</id><published>2006-07-17T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:04:07.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:15 july:.</title><summary type='text'>15 july..azim and i  agreed to make  that day as our anniversary...since we dont know exactly when we're being together...well...that day last year was the day for the first time azim tied his lil finger to mine..and i just let it be..obviously m so excited..proving that zai na perasan ya suka zai!!(waqlau pun ya balik2 dah gitau) well yea..i dont take things seriously and sometime, most of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115314899029093741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115314899029093741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/07/15-july.html' title='.:15 july:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115263324943780210</id><published>2006-07-11T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T23:54:09.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:changes:.</title><summary type='text'>hi there...i just realise time baca blog yus yang zai na  post sal the final match...i was desperately  hoping pagi tu that atleast one team win w/o having extra tym n penalty...zai kan tidur wah tym atu thinking n counting berapa jam g zai kan tido aftr match..den i lyk part zidane 'tanduk' metarazzi(sp?)!!not actually like..uhm...awal2 2 bangang "what the hell he's duin?" then zai liat ya macam</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115263324943780210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115263324943780210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/07/changes.html' title='.:changes:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115241810609725407</id><published>2006-07-09T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:08:26.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:they hate@envy me, but others need, love, adore:.</title><summary type='text'>despite all the shy*s...last friday, zar @ azrina, msg telling me that sir rafie invite zai, zar, ka nora and yan ke stpri tuk buat exibition on saturday at 9am...they need us to help in presenting ICT department, sal prince azim ke stpri...so yea....get to talk with him there, he ask lotsa questions...kami fikir he's only like 5 seconds arah our booth...but hell no...sampai abis the slideshow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115241810609725407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115241810609725407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/07/they-hateenvy-me-but-others-need-love.html' title='.:they hate@envy me, but others need, love, adore:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115200925003663726</id><published>2006-07-04T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:34:10.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:kL?:.</title><summary type='text'>i was wondering mana zai punya post last saturday...n sad i dunno mana tujunya thank god ada rh inbox, postmaster deliver balik..hehehere goesbibi.cali wah.adakah patut out of nowhere bawa k kL dis july..i do wan p na tau kana lapas kh nda.n plus m workn.went to movie last saturdy, kwn azim,andie lanja.zai actually na mo ikut.p since kana belikn terpaksalh.aftr liat superman we went to qlap rh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115200925003663726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115200925003663726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/07/kl.html' title='.:kL?:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115163793509590181</id><published>2006-06-30T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:25:35.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:lifes at work:.</title><summary type='text'>Im bored down here.i dun fl lyl belong here.i dun fl any friendshiphere since naj quit.hypocrite faces.or its just me craving forenourmous attention and care.they r so diffrent from my darlz.i'm sonot use 2 being ignored and kana sindir.what is it with me?or they arejust like that,people who please to use other and left and hate asenvious heart take over them?what ever lil mistake..-- -:+ Z@eM +:-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115163793509590181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115163793509590181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/lifes-at-work.html' title='.:lifes at work:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115163779466160869</id><published>2006-06-30T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:23:14.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:lifes at work Il:.</title><summary type='text'>what i ever lil mistake i did is being hi-lighted.and so as for themjust keep it low.who are they to judge me?blabla..m bored here.i hatebeing fren wf gurls.backstaber.hypocrt.sumtym i fl i duno how 2socialise wf dem no more.evr since workn in dst,fl way cmfrtble wfguys.d other day was payback tym.wen i ddn serve much custmr butinstead sat at d back mcm supervisor-- -:+ Z@eM +:-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115163779466160869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115163779466160869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/lifes-at-work-il.html' title='.:lifes at work Il:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115123650684426258</id><published>2006-06-25T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:55:06.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:9 Types Of Girlfriends:.</title><summary type='text'>Ms. Nice Guy"Tickets to the boxing match? Oh Darling, you  shouldn't have"Also known as:  What a gal, precious, one of the boys, my mainsqueeze, doormat              Advantages:   Cheerful, agreeable, kindly               Disadvantages:  May wise up someday Old Yeller"You  spineless good-for-nothing no talent sob! Can't you see you're makingme miserable??"Also known as:  She-Devil, Sourpuss, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115123650684426258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115123650684426258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/9-types-of-girlfriends.html' title='.:9 Types Of Girlfriends:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115123622778628798</id><published>2006-06-25T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:50:27.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:The 10 Dumbest Grammar Mistakes:.</title><summary type='text'>Make any one of these 10 errors, and you'll just look dumb! Error No. 1: It's/itsExplanation: "It's" is a contraction for "it is." If you aren't sure whether to use "its" or "it's," read the sentence and substitute the words "it is." Does it make sense? Then "it's" is correct. If not, use "its."Wrong: Your home and all it's contents are only protected if you lock it when you leave.Right: Your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115123622778628798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115123622778628798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/10-dumbest-grammar-mistakes.html' title='.:The 10 Dumbest Grammar Mistakes:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115121230213848334</id><published>2006-06-25T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T13:11:42.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. . .</title><summary type='text'>i mish my darlz..chlln movieng jalaning n beheng wf dem..i even jarangdah spend my tym wf my sai..missing my life.-- -:+ Z@eM +:-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115121230213848334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115121230213848334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115121208744430784</id><published>2006-06-25T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T13:08:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:another sunday:.</title><summary type='text'>anothr sunday..have to go to wedding ceremony. just now arah ka hjhtuah,aunt azim,but azim tadi na kesana.he went to yayasan for d trixtreme dari pagi til ptg.n at d moment zai k kb.my cuz d kb kawinjua.i wana rest clean up my room work out doing some art chil wf mafren hang out my sai pi dari last 3 week i had to go to weddingceremonies..ugh.mcm nada lyf..ops na buleh ckp catu..my bad..-- -:+ Z@</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115121208744430784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115121208744430784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-sunday.html' title='.:another sunday:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115081491077725727</id><published>2006-06-20T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:48:30.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:lawakan~:.</title><summary type='text'>lawa? zai mau!!!tadi zai lunch sama naj, and kami punya dim sum free, sal orang atu misscountd kami punya makanan...and owh tadi ada bibi ke dst..and one more thing zai rasa kan tukar keraja...zai mo jalan...tara~~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115081491077725727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115081491077725727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/lawakan.html' title='.:lawakan~:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115047268921313159</id><published>2006-06-16T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:44:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:gimana sih:.</title><summary type='text'>i'm gettin pemalaser updating my blog...ah yatahbahzai balum drive, balum belajar drive..and currently i wan another part time job malam, i'm soooo boros....inflation wah~~anyway, zai na tau kan share apa..lau sal at work, nothing much, ada chaos ja masatu macam rusuhan sampai qms @ ticket machine kana umban, and pasu, on that early morning orang berabut masuk, then zai try to calm people down by</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115047268921313159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115047268921313159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/gimana-sih.html' title='.:gimana sih:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-115001059014729166</id><published>2006-06-11T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T15:23:10.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:so bored:.</title><summary type='text'>i was sooo expectING kn gather n chill wf my darlz...pi zai yg nada transport...shesh...boring eyh...zai nada mood kn blogging tarus...planning gi dah las nyte kn liatkn yus dis cosmetic zai mau~hmmph..SORRYkz chiao</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115001059014729166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/115001059014729166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-bored.html' title='.:so bored:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-114941186901259914</id><published>2006-06-04T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T17:04:29.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:the princess is 19!!:.</title><summary type='text'>i got 3 cakes for my birthday!! thank you once again, i really appreciate it, and i do had fun!the first cake is from my collegue of DST latiffudien-ate by 7,the 2nd is from azzrul and ainie-ate by 3,and the third from my familyearly morning had breakfast with azim, then blabla, he gave me my prezzie, bracelet with love stones, then panya our uncle liat the whole scene di belakang kami, hehe mana</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114941186901259914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114941186901259914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/06/princess-is-19.html' title='.:the princess is 19!!:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-114863638278923016</id><published>2006-05-26T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T17:39:42.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:ugh:.</title><summary type='text'>i hate it...itz sux..the paper was sux.....i've done dos question, pi na mau wah!!napa ya kan?? i know how to do it..i tried different ways..but to no avail...na cukup masa as always....hmm...zai mesti buat pure math berabis OK..to cover my mechanics...the max possble i can get is 76%!!! atupun f yang bejwap semua lurus... aAAASRGH@$%&amp;^(*(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114863638278923016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114863638278923016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/05/ugh_26.html' title='.:ugh:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-114856755790804405</id><published>2006-05-25T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:32:37.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:another lalalal:.</title><summary type='text'>zai is freking outazim is unreachable, zai is pms, exam is esuk and i'm scared...ohz ada buzy and azzrul online..bah chao..zai  ngusut dulu</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114856755790804405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114856755790804405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-lalalal.html' title='.:another lalalal:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-114855403643853210</id><published>2006-05-25T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T18:47:16.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:bored:quarantine due to exam:.</title><summary type='text'>i feel sooo confined....i wana go shopping..wana buy another heels...bags...strap...flat...shoe...shirt...button..belts..skirt...blazer...with an 'S' and morespi first zai mo revise..i wana do well *deeply wishing*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114855403643853210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114855403643853210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/05/boredquarantine-due-to-exam.html' title='.:bored:quarantine due to exam:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-114836539560972040</id><published>2006-05-23T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T14:23:15.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:i lost it:.</title><summary type='text'>           Nurul huzaimah, your true color is Orange!             You're a bold, confident orange. A warm, powerful color that indicates a strong, welcoming personality, orange is the mark of people who are social and extroverted by nature. Vibrant, with an upbeat attitude, you have a bright, inviting demeanor.i'm obviously bored..na gi lama exam..i lost my statement of entry, i just realised </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114836539560972040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114836539560972040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-lost-it.html' title='.:i lost it:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19062334.post-114830409341884243</id><published>2006-05-22T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:21:33.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:lalalal:.</title><summary type='text'>i woke up tadi early...zai cuti!!! for exam dho~and oh zai mimpi...dalam mimpi tu zai and my darlz..semua lah..then sana amal..hot stuff..pi banar amal lawa disana, lawa plg banar pi uhm....amal disana slimmer kai baju kurung putih and rambut amal wavy...nice mal eyh!!! really nice!! go for straight and wavy mal!! than rah pocket amal ada this banner damit saying that 'u'r still the most hunted' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114830409341884243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19062334/posts/default/114830409341884243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://headhearthand.blogspot.com/2006/05/lalalal.html' title='.:lalalal:.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10569800870426145084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/ms7iv/Zai_Azim/ecb628ae.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
