<?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-11610562</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:33:55.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>possibility taken</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-116779034699009297</id><published>2007-01-03T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:12:26.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pay day</title><summary type='text'>pay day datang lagi. yay!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/116779034699009297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/116779034699009297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2007/01/pay-day.html' title='pay day'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-116649609373295462</id><published>2006-12-19T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:09:58.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thousand poorer</title><summary type='text'>shop till u drop. i did shop now i drop. today is tuesday already but still it lingers around my head, the last weekend spend.it started on friday actually. cant seems to accept the pain that upsets me. so i went to a reflexylogy center have a foot massage that cost rm40 per 60 mins. my first time there. i couldnt enjoy it much cos my thought distracted by having a guy stranger massaging my foot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/116649609373295462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/116649609373295462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/12/thousand-poorer.html' title='a thousand poorer'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-116614602311589134</id><published>2006-12-15T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:29:55.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayang bahu</title><summary type='text'>sakit bahu. tapi kali ni kronik dari biasa. it lasts for weeks. even today pun tak boleh nak kata 100% sembuh sebab eventhou bahu dah tak sakit, dada n belakang pulak effected. tak boleh nak gerakkan bahu kanan. nak kepit handphone between head n right shoulder lagila  tak boleh. dah minta atuk urutkan.semalam masa perasan takleh kepit telefon, rasa rindu sangat nak gesel2kan kepala kat bahu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/116614602311589134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/116614602311589134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/12/sayang-bahu.html' title='sayang bahu'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-116386168174634519</id><published>2006-11-18T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:13:54.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramble</title><summary type='text'>it's been awhile since my last post here. to tell the truth it's not that I'm so tied up with the off line life. just feel like to breath a fresh air. end up..i know i can't run away from reality.I've been flying like a bird not to reach the ground and feel its dust. so afraid to turn back to see the devastation that happened that i thought not the way that i wanted it to be.it's not I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/116386168174634519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/116386168174634519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/11/ramble.html' title='ramble'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115795465156903830</id><published>2006-09-11T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:04:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marvelous weekend</title><summary type='text'>jumaat malam sabtuselepas memulangkan buku naguib mahfouz dan berhasrat utk membaca nikholai gogol, tiba2 saya menjadi sangat surprised apabila menerima The Samurai's Garden as a surprise gift! sangat terkejut ok, kan saya mmg nak buku tu. walaupun saya tau dia nak belikan saya buku tu, tapi saya tak sangka malam tu jugak saya dapat. baru je mention benda tu petang tu. maka saya tergamam kira2 10</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115795465156903830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115795465156903830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/09/marvelous-weekend.html' title='marvelous weekend'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115768000756205967</id><published>2006-09-08T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T09:49:07.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain, i like.</title><summary type='text'>semalam pagi masa nak pegi keja tunggu lrt sampai 20 minit. risau jugak sebab bos sorang pun takde kat ofis. tak tau nak gitau sapa. lelast sms gak boss yang outstation kat KK. dia cakap, OK.petang tu, tgh tolong colleague download caller ringtone, ujan lebat gila kat luar. so minta tolong dia hantar pi lrt station. siap kepit kemas2 magazine women's weekly yang baru beli time lunch tadi. aku mmg</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115768000756205967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115768000756205967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/09/rain-i-like.html' title='rain, i like.'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115751689125426018</id><published>2006-09-06T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T12:31:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respected sir and rasta</title><summary type='text'>Respected SirMinggu lepas pagi merdeka tengok kat internet, eh naguib mahfouz meninggal? kebetulan aku sedang berkira2 nak baca buku apa ye lepas ni memandangkan masa tu aku baru je habis baca the namesake. tau je berita tu aku terus cancel nak baca buku lain, bagi laluan kat Respected Sir, Wedding Song and The search by Naguib mahfouz (3 citer dalam 1 buku).malam tadi selesai baca respected sir.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115751689125426018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115751689125426018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/09/respected-sir-and-rasta.html' title='Respected sir and rasta'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115710308941350319</id><published>2006-09-01T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T17:41:15.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Independence Day activity</title><summary type='text'>adakah aku selalu mementionkan nama2 cafe dan café di sini sampai ada orang rasa aku dah kaya? hohoho. tidak wahai rakan²ku. aku belum kaya duit lagi, ok?aku cuma tak memasak kat rumah sebab aku tak suka dapur rumah sewa aku. itu je.semalam hari aku bermula pukul 10 pagi. baca blog budgeting. kol 11.30 alang² menjawab 'panggilan alam', aku mandi la terus. siap2 suma, kol 1 kuar. nak cari KFC, nak</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115710308941350319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115710308941350319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-independence-day-activity.html' title='my Independence Day activity'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115692198070543389</id><published>2006-08-30T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T15:16:12.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the power is yours</title><summary type='text'>dalam banyak2 buku kat kedai buku, buku apa yang jadi pilihan kamu? owh..tak minat membaca buku ke? ok...that's your choice. You are who you are. You choose not to read and it's fine with me. Tapi yang aku nak citer kat sini ialah orang yang gemar membaca. Apa kriteria yang dia cari dari sesebuah buku yang membolehkan dia mahu membeli buku tu.aku memula ialah niat. Niat aku masuk ke kedai tu. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115692198070543389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115692198070543389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/08/power-is-yours.html' title='the power is yours'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115673199706121674</id><published>2006-08-28T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T10:29:32.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend and me</title><summary type='text'>sabtu lepas bangun, buka mata aku rasa around 10 kot. lepas tu layan baca buku jhumpa lahiri - the namesake. tup2 tengok jam dah pukul 12. mandi, iron baju sume, ingatkan nak kuar lunch dulu, balik solat then baru kuar balik. tapi memandangkan iron baju pun kol 1.30 tak siap lagi, so aku tukar plan. solat-&gt;lunch-&gt;off to bangsar.pi 67 jalan tempinis satu,banglo yang diconvertkan jadi architect </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115673199706121674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115673199706121674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/08/weekend-and-me.html' title='weekend and me'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115639932277779942</id><published>2006-08-24T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T10:11:32.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tea and me</title><summary type='text'>ada lagi 15 min nak pukul 2. makin lama aku rasa blog ni makin di'abandon'kan oleh aku. bukan sengaja. suddenly tak tau nak citer apa. offline life sangat sibuk banyak benda rasanya cuba diberi pehatian. rasa sedikit guilty dan rasa macam ada tanggungjawab plak nak update blog padahal tak tau la ada reader ke tak.tgh minum teh, baki order mcD utk breakfast dan lunch tadi. masa dok bubuh gula, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115639932277779942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115639932277779942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/08/tea-and-me.html' title='tea and me'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115569264294709052</id><published>2006-08-16T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T09:44:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the blue</title><summary type='text'>It's been awhile since i really put my thought to write in here. Things have been pretty well and life couldn't be so much better. hehehe. exaggarate. got lots of plan to do some catch up with friends and family around kl so i need to postpone my balik kampung activity this month. one of my colleague try to persuade me to join a martial art class at kelana jaya. i'd love to but i dont think i can</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115569264294709052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115569264294709052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/08/out-of-blue.html' title='out of the blue'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115510754754465475</id><published>2006-08-09T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:12:27.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a confession..of..a shop-a-holic</title><summary type='text'>yeah dont trust it. dont trust your innerself if it tries to tell you that you can do it. this morning masa sampai ofis pukul 9.00, aku cek wallet (ye, aku pakai wallet, bukan purse) ada lebih rm30. baru je nak puji diri sendiri wah minggu ni aku berjaya berjimat cermat. maklum la wiken ni nak pi bercuti. hihihimasuk je pukul 9.30, sudah order breakfast McD. there goes rm8. biasa aku only budget </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115510754754465475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115510754754465475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/08/confessionofa-shop-holic.html' title='a confession..of..a shop-a-holic'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115448860017079644</id><published>2006-08-02T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:16:40.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booksie</title><summary type='text'>I'm just finish reading To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee. Awesome. Best. Skang fikiran pun belum refresh lagi. Masih dok berada di pesekitaran Scout, the narrator. Coming up next, The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom. I've read his Tuesdays with Morrie last week. Bitter sweet story hingga menitis air mata sket kat dalam train. So this time I should be ready for it. hihi.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115448860017079644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115448860017079644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/08/booksie.html' title='Booksie'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115439764493355639</id><published>2006-08-01T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:00:44.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter</title><summary type='text'>semalam hari yang muram. gloomy. pagi hujan rintik2 sedap je kalau tido. pagi tu mmg first time aku jaki kat housemate yang tengah tido. sampai kat bawah blok tengok hujan masih lagi renyai. naik umah balik, amik payung n sweater. sampai kat platform, jam platfom menunjukkan pukul 9.01. masalah ni. aku dah lambat. aku sms boss cakap "will arive slightly late", bateri plak conked. haih! tawakal je</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115439764493355639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115439764493355639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/08/bitter.html' title='bitter'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115370894900671287</id><published>2006-07-24T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T10:42:29.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supercalifragilisticexpialidocious</title><summary type='text'>last saturday went to atria big bookshop sales. lepas tgk2 buku kat situ, pukul 1 camtu pi klang, tgk kapal buku MV Doulos. byk buku christianity tapi ada gak buku2 akademik, bak kata polis penunjuk jalan yang kami tanya masa nak pi sana. hahaha. ahad melayan citer mary poppin. lalalallaA Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go downThe medicine go downThe medicine go downJust a spoonful of sugar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115370894900671287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115370894900671287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/07/supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.html' title='supercalifragilisticexpialidocious'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115329295345917122</id><published>2006-07-19T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T15:12:29.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where'd u go? I miss u so</title><summary type='text'> "The very thought of youand I forget to dothe little ordinary things that everyone ought to do...""I see your face in every floweryour eyes in the stars aboveit's just the thought of youthe very thought of youmy love..."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115329295345917122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115329295345917122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/07/whered-u-go-i-miss-u-so.html' title='Where&apos;d u go? I miss u so'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115258359718110804</id><published>2006-07-11T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T10:06:37.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decision maker</title><summary type='text'>there is a claim form from a lady who used to work here until last month which didn't approve yet. her progress report which she attached to the bosses yesterday also didn't help much. they can't decide what to do, how to calculate because the report is not a report. it just a list of contact person and where they work.bos: "let lina decide"i'm not good in telling people how bad they are. but i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115258359718110804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115258359718110804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/07/decision-maker.html' title='decision maker'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115215107047969766</id><published>2006-07-06T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T10:38:26.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roses are red, violets are blue</title><summary type='text'>updates for semalam visit to kedai bunga. sebab auntie n jean cakap cina so aku tak paham. jean kata auntie tu taknak jual half dozen.. memula aku dah macam.. ala..upset dah. tapi..jeng jeng jeng...rupa2nya rm5 for a dozen of roses! yay! dengan cerianya aku memilih kuntuman bunga2 yang kiut itu. kalau boleh nak jua carnation. tapi carnation tak cukup a dozen, ada 9 kuntum je. auntie jual rm4. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115215107047969766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115215107047969766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/07/roses-are-red-violets-are-blue.html' title='roses are red, violets are blue'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115209178640423596</id><published>2006-07-05T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T17:39:05.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no matter how they tossed the dice it had to be</title><summary type='text'>skang sudah berumur 26 tahun sejak ahad lalu. orang pertama sms ialah noly. tapi sms dia sebijik cam ya aku tulih time besday dia. weird huh? then jean sms. lepas2 itu yus, adzman. tue je berapa kerat yg ingat besday aku. oh well, guess im not that glamour among my friends. kat YM tak silap walad wish kot on monday.anyway sabtu lepas pi grooming class with jean n it was fun. makanan kat le*meri*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115209178640423596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115209178640423596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-matter-how-they-tossed-dice-it-had.html' title='no matter how they tossed the dice it had to be'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115131066985290294</id><published>2006-06-26T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T17:53:36.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another manic Monday. I wish it were Sunday</title><summary type='text'>sabtu lepas aku pi jumpa dentist nak cek gigi dekat USJ.alang2 pi cek, buat scaling n polish sekali. i dont have any good relationship with dentist. dari dulu until la ni aku mmg nervous bab2 kena jumpa dentist.doktor tu tak best. sakit gusi aku. uwaaa..patut sakit sket jadi sakit banyak. bleeding sesket. lepas pi klinik, aku pi the curve. aku telan je sambil minum air sebab dlm keta. takkan nak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115131066985290294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115131066985290294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-another-manic-monday-i-wish-it.html' title='Just another manic Monday. I wish it were Sunday'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-115103129548297232</id><published>2006-06-23T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T11:04:24.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what should i write this time?</title><summary type='text'>semalam boss tanya, "remember the other day u've type for me a letter to blue*power? can you reprint a copy cos they want it the original. the one u gave me i already punched".rasa2nya aku tak pernah taip surat ke blue*power. aku physically check kat explorer. takde. guna search find file or folder contains: blue*power, takde gak.bila bos lalu tempat aku, aku cakap "i dont have the file. how to </summary><link rel='edit' 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berturut2 naik bas jalan jauh. malam tu dinner domino's pizza je sebab malas nak kuar, tak sabar nak mandi n basuh rambut.pagi isnin pi keja lambat. overslept. petang, pukul 6.08 dah nak balik umah. tak tau plak ofis ada meeting sampai pukul 8. so arini just dgr the summary, amik details dari colleague. nampaknya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115018859817316051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/115018859817316051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/06/hari-isnin-lalu.html' title='hari isnin lalu'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-114984695141784660</id><published>2006-06-09T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:57:09.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>latte dan kek keju</title><summary type='text'>semalam pergi bersama walad melantak kek yg diidam-idamkan. kek americano takde, maka terpaksa amik cheese oreo. makan cornish lagik. dalam pada itu masih lagi mampu berkata2, "nanti kita singgah sushi eh walad? aku nak tapau." hohoho.tapi sehingga latte ku berjaya dihabiskan..."ok, tanak sushi. lenkali la."kawan aku ija nak kawin ujung minggu, awal bulan julai nanti. bersamaan tarikh besday aku.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114984695141784660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114984695141784660'/><link 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reply. aku rasa kalau tak silap dah dua tahun tak</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114922007049433162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114922007049433162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/06/2-jun.html' title='2 jun'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-114802998384896380</id><published>2006-05-19T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T17:13:03.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day</title><summary type='text'>i went to the office today by train as usual. on the half way, suddenly i saw my colleague who was on the same train. we didn't chat just exchanging hi.at the escalator, he managed to catch me up and try to be friendly. i smiled. we chatted while walking to the office. he is from maldives. eventhou i asked my friend before which part on the globe maldives is, still i want to confirm with him. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114802998384896380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114802998384896380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-day.html' title='happy day'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-114762621645908561</id><published>2006-05-15T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:14:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wesak day and a long weekend</title><summary type='text'>i talk too much. that's the only thing i've  noticed about me. as it was a long weekend, i went back to my parents' place, spent the whole day watching tv, reading hari kunzru book, makan 'masakan mak', talking to my mom,tido..ok well i think most of the time i  just lie down watching tv and reading.whenever i got an opportunity to talk with someone i comfort with, i found myself talking about so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114762621645908561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114762621645908561'/><link 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Yeaaaa...dua: kat Klang Valley. Yeaaa...So far so good. I'm happy witk my work and my life now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114687037857227482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/114687037857227482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2006/05/kl.html' title='kl'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113575214793947280</id><published>2005-12-28T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T14:42:27.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back</title><summary type='text'>sorry for my late update. i'm catching up with my offline life. the news is i'm leaving my current company to open a new book in career and life. dah lama sangat terperuk kat sini,  tak berkembang.setelah fitnah dan tohmahan dan kutukan yang dikunyah, hari ini, pada hari terakhir aku berkhidmat,  bos beri aku testimonial dan offer ala2..ntah mimpi kot, dia soh aku freelance tapi attend keja kat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113575214793947280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113575214793947280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113443586793461339</id><published>2005-12-13T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T09:05:56.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iron</title><summary type='text'>IRON!!! if you burn even one more piece of my clothes you are no longer my friend!sometimes I wonder is the world having a conspiration against me now? *sigh*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113443586793461339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113443586793461339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/12/iron.html' title='iron'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113409275466847510</id><published>2005-12-09T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:45:54.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resign</title><summary type='text'>"en.syed, ni surat resign saya"maka hari ni dgn berani campur terketar2 aku telah mensubmit surat perletakan jawatan aku dgn notice sebulan backdated, started from 1st december.cuti aku ada lagi balance 4 hari, bos ....erm..bakal bekas bos kata boleh habiskan.this is an experience. tak pernah mimpi yang aku sendiri yang akan letak jawatan. i'm scared of uncertainties in future. tapi kalau nak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113409275466847510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113409275466847510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/12/resign.html' title='resign'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113393753630618602</id><published>2005-12-07T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T14:39:31.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiter</title><summary type='text'>malam tadi lepas melawat nuar, kawan liza kat hospital pakar johor, pi makan kat kedai depan hospital tu.waiter: nak minum apa?liza: teh tarik satu. bang, soto ayam ada tak?waiter: adaaku: saya nak soto ayam satuwaiter: saya tanya minum, order air dulu.aku: (ciss..)ooo..saya nak teh tarik la.liza: saya nak nasi gorengwaiter: eh? tanya soto tapi order nasi gorengaku: yang nak soto tu saya. skang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113393753630618602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113393753630618602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/12/waiter.html' title='waiter'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113375862205578946</id><published>2005-12-05T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T15:54:42.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KUALA KANGSARnaik bas ke kuala kangsar dari jb pukul 10.15 pm. sampai sana pukul 6.30 pagi. dgn credit yang seciput ternyata Digi begitu dengki padaku. ada ke dia telan semua credit aku. bila aku reload, dia telan separuh plak. haduhhh..masak. seb baik boleh lagi nak sms yus, minta dia jemput. sampai rumah yus, separuh dari isi rumah dah bangun. aku cam terlupa yang aku belum solat subuh. oh tak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113375862205578946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113375862205578946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/12/kuala-kangsar-naik-bas-ke-kuala.html' title=''/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113332040649101080</id><published>2005-11-30T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T11:20:22.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hati</title><summary type='text'>hahhaa..rasa rindu tahap gaban kot. dari pagi tadi until now lagu ni stuck kat kepala aku..Im going crazy crazy crazy Jus thinking about u latelyIm going crazy crazy crazy Jus thinking about u babyIm going crazy crazy crazy crazy Thinking about u latelyIm going crazy crazy (crazy crazy) When i cant touch youCrazy crazy (im going crazy) When i cant hold youCrazy crazy When i cant see u again...dia</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113332040649101080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113332040649101080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/11/hati.html' title='hati'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113313998218544243</id><published>2005-11-28T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T09:06:22.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ofis</title><summary type='text'>last week bos panggil nak tgk keja aku. aku terangkan sesket tapi aku cakap terus terang aku tak reti bab designing. hmmm..kalau aku ada sekadar MS Paint, adakah korang budget aku boleh hasilkan image se-smooth adobe photoshop? lallalaaa...aku tanak citer banyak sangat tapi ofis ni akan dipenuhi suku sakat bos tak lama lagi. kronisme melanda. bila dah jadi camtu, banyak le impak negatif dia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113313998218544243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113313998218544243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/11/ofis.html' title='ofis'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113265002602715378</id><published>2005-11-22T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T10:35:35.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><summary type='text'>jumaat tu masa tunggu bas nak pi larkin, baru pasan diri ini terlupa nak charge handphone dan turut terlupa nak withdraw duit. zass amik cab. sampai larkin beratur kat ATM then pi charge hp. bas tu bergerak perlahan sesgt. pukul 1.00 lebih baru sampai. sabtu pulak bersiapnye awal dah. pukul 8.30 dah siap. tapi lepas menyapu, kemas bilik, cuci pinggan, dekat pukul 10 baru kuar. notetoself: kot ye </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113265002602715378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113265002602715378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/11/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113227475757708418</id><published>2005-11-18T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T11:00:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ache feeling of missing someone</title><summary type='text'>I haven't got much things to write. Owh well. I've been emotionally hurt in the past and the idea of getting the risk to be hurt again in the future is so spooky. But I'm happy with my life now and hoping for a better life is not a sin, kan? Of course, there's still the risk on the ground tapi nak buat camne. I'm flying yet still I can feel my leg is touching the ground. Pelik pelik.I hope my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113227475757708418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113227475757708418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/11/ache-feeling-of-missing-someone.html' title='ache feeling of missing someone'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113220373877200745</id><published>2005-11-17T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:59:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>workstation</title><summary type='text'>dear pc,i know i suppose to finish doing my work before the weekend. but yesterday u made me panic when some of my pages didn't load normally as usual. today as i ready to check my coding, u buat muka cute plak by displaying it all smoothly. so i should say, nice pc, nice server. nak kena puji ek? ok ok. saya paham.i got miserable these past few days. i kind of reluctant to talk to any human </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113220373877200745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113220373877200745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/11/workstation.html' title='workstation'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113192944125467542</id><published>2005-11-14T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T11:33:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pening</title><summary type='text'>When someone you care for is away, you miss that person and think about them often, and that feeling makes you want to be with them even more. ok, ok..enuff said. A man in my position can't afford to be made to look ridiculous! hahhaa..ada macam godfather tak? it seems like there are so many things keep bothering my mind. dapat mimpi yang eventfully banyak tapi punya la tak best. i cant remember </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113192944125467542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113192944125467542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/11/pening.html' title='pening'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113149998848249190</id><published>2005-11-09T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:27:39.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>botol</title><summary type='text'>the other day aku balik rumah after work, aku perasan bekas susu aku dah dalam tong sampah. aku tanya sape yang buang tapi sorang pun tak ngaku. so malam tadi aku beli bekas baru.semalam balik keja sneakers puma buruk aku ada kat luar pintu rumah. uih?? sape pakai kasut aku ni? roommates aku pun confuse. takkan aku pakai sneakers pi keja. kalau hari sabtu logik la. peh tu, sneakers tu aku letak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113149998848249190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113149998848249190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/11/botol.html' title='botol'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113135583993727462</id><published>2005-11-07T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T17:30:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>akhiri dengan indah</title><summary type='text'>hahaha..lambat gile entry raya aku. actually before balik beraya memang ada niat nak buat entry, wish happy hari raya, minta maaf, citer about my preparation to all. tapi sebab keja aku yang aku upload bermasalah, so aku settlekan keja aku dulu. bila dah settle tu tgk2 dah tengahari. aku yang ketika itu dalam mood balik kampung yg sgt maxima, zasss le balik.hari sebelumnya, aku pi world of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113135583993727462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113135583993727462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/11/akhiri-dengan-indah.html' title='akhiri dengan indah'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113029201194864361</id><published>2005-10-26T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T10:08:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good-byes are never fun</title><summary type='text'>She came to my apartment last nite and gave me a bookrack and Raya card. I'm so gonna miss her. So we're apart now... pada zahirnya. huhhuu. In our mind, in our soul, we know we still have each other to rely on. You know you can always count on me. Tapi sorry la malam tadi aku dah terlelap.Hmm...parting is not fun. Anyway, seeing her smile makes every heart go fonder. Special kan, dia? That is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113029201194864361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113029201194864361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-byes-are-never-fun.html' title='good-byes are never fun'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-113021510344556765</id><published>2005-10-25T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T12:42:10.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate my handphoneshe made it again. since using this handphone i always got this kind of deficiency in sending people sms. dia default number yg aku active dok ber-sms. just now aku tersms akak kuih raya by calling her dear. ciss...worknever finish. i hate my office but i love my job. that's why i'm still here.puasastill kicking bebeh! counting the days to celebrate raya..err..n pay day too of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113021510344556765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/113021510344556765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-hate-my-handphone-she-made-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112959800739482035</id><published>2005-10-20T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:28:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kesibukan tugas</title><summary type='text'>nak kata cantik tak la. nak kata hebat pun boleh jugak. walaupun design aku haram tak ori, alter sesket. tapi coding memang masak. berbelit sana sini sampai aku pun tak paham apa yang aku buat. tapi aku nak cuba siapkan dlm masa terdekat ni. tinggal create2 page n pass hidden value cam biasa. ada 5 page je lagi.malam esok ada test bahasa. doakan aku hi score ye, korang2.aku akan busy selagi keja </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112959800739482035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112959800739482035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/10/kesibukan-tugas.html' title='kesibukan tugas'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112908973792296904</id><published>2005-10-12T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T12:03:53.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things Grow</title><summary type='text'>The other day as I got a flu fever, I went to see a doctor to get a day MC. It took me by surprise when the doctor told me she can't hear my left lung using her stethoscope. For the worst case scenario, I might had TB or cancer (told you I dont like smoke!!).She wasn't entirely sure about that so she asked me to pay another visit after two weeks. I need to do medical check-up and an X-Ray. She </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112908973792296904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112908973792296904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-things-grow.html' title='Good Things Grow'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112893370845589388</id><published>2005-10-10T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:38:54.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th day of ramadhan</title><summary type='text'>kerja gila. bukan..bukan lagu amy search.just this JS n PHP problem. i'm so wanting to get over javascript+php thingy. dah dekat sebulan aku buat. arghhh..tadi dalam aku nak curi2 tido2 ayam, phone berdering. ingatkan orang salah nombor, my fren rupanya. borak4 menjadikan aku ilang ngantuk. yeaaa tak ngantuk2 lagi.tapi sedih juga dia mengadu dia berbuka sorang. dah ngadu2 tu then dia cakap her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112893370845589388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112893370845589388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/10/6th-day-of-ramadhan.html' title='6th day of ramadhan'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112890887035589044</id><published>2005-10-10T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T10:03:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mosquito magnet  (o.O)</title><summary type='text'>maaf le lama sangat tak apdet.sebenarnya dah apdet. tapi atas sebab2 tertentu, 'we', ye  saya dan associates (ecewah) menarik balik entry. hahahha.ok. meh citer benda lain. i always wonder why am i selalu kena bite by mosquitoes tapi orang lain cam lekk lekk cool je. this article explains why. juga menceritakan facts about mosquitoes yang selama ni mungkin kita tak kesah. they can survive on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112890887035589044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112890887035589044'/><link 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baca niat puasa utk sebulan dgn 2 housemates aku. dok bersms wish selamat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112857093649510392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112857093649510392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/10/first-ramadhan-opening-day.html' title='first ramadhan, the opening day'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112840421927838503</id><published>2005-10-04T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T13:42:09.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my french class and my fren is on her way to tie a knot</title><summary type='text'>malam tadi kan..ada orang cakap suara aku tak best sebab hidung blocked. haih! sedih betul. i can do nothing. takde hingus yang mengalir, atau batuk2 yang mengeluarkan kahak. it just..blocked. sometimes benda2 itu akan kuar bila dia nak kuar. so how hard i try to blow my nose pun, i only succeed in making my head in pain. skang ni pendengaran pun dah agak2 affected gak. rasa cam nak pi jumpa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112840421927838503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112840421927838503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-french-class-and-my-fren-is-on-her.html' title='my french class and my fren is on her way to tie a knot'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112830838704095718</id><published>2005-10-03T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T10:59:47.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upset</title><summary type='text'>still mourning. fav blankie terkena bleach. salah sendiri."kakak mana?""dalam bilik""kakak merajuk, selimut dia kena bleach...."pakai la peluntur cap XXX. kotoran tak hilang. warna luntur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112830838704095718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112830838704095718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/10/upset.html' title='upset'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112795643048441847</id><published>2005-09-29T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:13:50.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kesakitan</title><summary type='text'>jumaat lepas aku pi GH temankan liza dressing. meanwhile, aku amik kesempatan check gigi sebab dah lama tak buat dentist visit. mentang2 le gigi aku takde yang rosak (belum lagi), doktor tu selamba je cakap, "gigi awak takde apa2 pun. hari2 gosok gigi macam biasa bla bla.." isk! pemalasnya doktor tu. i did pin point gigi2 yg patut diconsiderkan some action, tapi dia cakap "ok lagi". uwaaaa...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112795643048441847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112795643048441847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/kesakitan.html' title='kesakitan'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112746590831895026</id><published>2005-09-23T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T17:16:43.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan-jalan</title><summary type='text'>Ku berjalan Di bawah pohon asmara ohKu berjalan Di bawah pohon asmaraBerpura-pura tak perasankan mucuba mengetuk pintu hatikuKekasihkuBetapa kaki ku kaku Emm..kekasihku...Betapa kaki ku kakuOh bila saja kau menghampirikuSemakin laju degup jantungku..ohNamun jangan nanti emmKau sangka ku tak mahu yea yeaMenuruti kata hatiku yang suka kan mu ohJangan nanti dikau merubah hatiSalah sangkaSerta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112746590831895026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112746590831895026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/jalan-jalan.html' title='jalan-jalan'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112735079122179397</id><published>2005-09-22T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:59:51.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>takde orang?</title><summary type='text'>pes time masuk keja lambat tapi sorang pun takde kat YM. musykil musykil. arini cuti ke?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112735079122179397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112735079122179397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/takde-orang.html' title='takde orang?'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112659894375107749</id><published>2005-09-13T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T17:03:38.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain</title><summary type='text'>ok tak kalau registration form aku berbentuk camni?owh well. mesti bos aku tak agree punya. got to back to work.++UPDATED: skang pukul 6.50pmtak balik rumah lagi. sat gi nak balik. my job is taking its toll on my back. sakit belakang. tadi aku cam terbuat someone terasa hati bila aku cakap "bosan gak keja web design ni". sorry la. i dont mean it. it just that i'm lack of time n idea nak design </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112659894375107749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112659894375107749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/pain.html' title='pain'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112651078903597090</id><published>2005-09-12T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T15:39:49.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my day</title><summary type='text'>i had a hair cut last friday. ta daaa.. beside knowing my bestfriend is planning her marriage with her significant other today, i'm buzzing the busy, busy bee once in a while on YM.I told a friend that i'm kinda have this lonely n being left out feeling. he made it sound like crap. "it doesnt matter". owh..sgt la tak sensitifnya. things that doesnt matter to u, might matter most to me.thank God </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112651078903597090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112651078903597090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-day.html' title='my day'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112615897737875469</id><published>2005-09-08T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:56:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kerja</title><summary type='text'>boss: lina, u scankan benda ni OCR, bagi format *.docaku: tapi encik, scanner kita tak sapot *.doc. boleh convert ke *.pdf, *.html ngan *.txt  jeboss: takpe. buat je *.pdf. nanti copyaku: (err..kan ke nanti format lari? aduhh..kena alter  banyak la camtu)...admin: wahh..dah pakai spec dah dia. macam lecturer laaku: eleh..ke macam budak repeat paper banyak kali. hahahaha++pakai spec buat aku </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112615897737875469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112615897737875469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/kerja.html' title='kerja'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112607765310945824</id><published>2005-09-07T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:43:52.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chomel</title><summary type='text'>I thought it's only me who used that word in my nick. Tetiba tadi nampak ada sorang tu pakai word yang sama n put it at the end of her name. Hmm...tak special la camni.My YM program goes berserk. Gatai nak pakai yang latest, so I went to download the YM with voice version althou I know I'd never used the voice conference/ call function. I wonder why 'games', 'send file' and 'photos' are disabled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112607765310945824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112607765310945824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/chomel.html' title='chomel'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112589732074852972</id><published>2005-09-05T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T13:15:20.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've done a lot of thinking these days</title><summary type='text'>premature organisation..is the root of evil.as i cook computing almost everyday, i come across this kind of situation several times. sometimes i feel like it is coded my life too. not good.after all this while, i dream up my dreams and plan my future.. but as we all know, world changes fast every second. someone i knew from yesterday might make me feel i know her no more. there are jobs that i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112589732074852972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112589732074852972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-done-lot-of-thinking-these-days.html' title='i&apos;ve done a lot of thinking these days'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112563687376654412</id><published>2005-09-02T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:54:33.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bell's</title><summary type='text'>The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.(George Eliot)to my beloved friend, Seri a.k.a Bell, happy birthday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112563687376654412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112563687376654412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/09/bells.html' title='Bell&apos;s'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112537276426641949</id><published>2005-08-30T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T15:35:28.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>semarak merdeka</title><summary type='text'>i think i gained some weight apparently. terasa pipi dah naik menjadikan mata semakin sepet dan tak best utk memandang (kecik). solution: i wear glasses in longer period and considering to buy contact lenses. pipi oh pipi.owh..happy merdeka day. this year i feel so excited and semangat patriotisme sangat berkobar2 i dunno why. i just burst with joy. 2 of my friends, arif and E will take part in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112537276426641949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112537276426641949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/semarak-merdeka.html' title='semarak merdeka'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112503539915299245</id><published>2005-08-26T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T13:49:59.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deu*ter</title><summary type='text'>aku bengang betul kat mamat sorang ni. so arini aku nak lepas geram kejap. beberapa bulan lepas kalau aku tak silap, aku chat ngan sorang budak UTM. baru grad tahun lepas tak silap aku. dia kata masa tu dia dah keja kat skudai. bila tanya keja pe? tanak jawab. ok takpe la. dia tanya pasal keja aku. pastu dia tanya keja kosong. pastu soh aku rekemen keja la. tanya keja2 kat area sini la etc. tu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112503539915299245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112503539915299245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/deuter.html' title='deu*ter'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112503346381774403</id><published>2005-08-26T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T13:51:53.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*takde tajuk*</title><summary type='text'>i woke up late this morning (consider it late as i was on the race against the sunrise). i finished my daily praise to God around 7.30. suddenly remember a facial tips from cleo magazine and decided to give it a try. the ingredients are slice of bread and fresh milk! hmmm.. i had to just keep one eye shut to do this as i really love the bread and milk to be in my stomach rather than tepek2 on my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112503346381774403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112503346381774403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/takde-tajuk.html' title='*takde tajuk*'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112496227558625473</id><published>2005-08-25T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T17:31:15.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day when i feel like i really do my work :p</title><summary type='text'>install filezilla. upload files. check flow. done! only in 20mins :))found an interesting blog. linked to another interesting blog.. hmm..to another interesting bloG!. found afdlin shauki's...end up...khatamed ako mustafa's blog. huriaaaa. i like him *wink*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112496227558625473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112496227558625473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/day-when-i-feel-like-i-really-do-my.html' title='a day when i feel like i really do my work :p'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112476445645802100</id><published>2005-08-23T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T10:39:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the trouble with love is...</title><summary type='text'>i just finish writing an email to a fren when suddenly i tot hmm...not bad if i paste it here. no harm or any wrong ideas about me i guess. Frens, dont think me less after this, please.when i was in my second year, i had a so-called-bf from other faculty. we were just friends at first but seeing each other quite often and he hinted me big when he argue about me seeing other guy friends. until one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112476445645802100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112476445645802100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/trouble-with-love-is.html' title='the trouble with love is...'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112468366188939419</id><published>2005-08-22T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T13:13:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>incomplete</title><summary type='text'>I was so looking forward to next month outing. I planned to be in KL to go for baju raya hunting with my aunt (in disguise :P). when i reached home yesterday evening, my housemate told me about a course that we planned to attend together before this, will be held on the first week of september. while I am not a direct part (yet!), it has kept me participate. arghh... and I deal :Dhow has this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112468366188939419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112468366188939419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/incomplete.html' title='incomplete'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112424683132309156</id><published>2005-08-17T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T16:06:35.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stocks close mixed</title><summary type='text'>i notice one thing. i always got this sad n low feeling for almost everymonth. i hate everybody, everything including smells. i got this bionic woman ability to smell things in every breathe i take. i cant stand of ppl body odour and halitosis.i hate everyone but fear of living alone. Normally this kind of duo conflict happens when my hormons aren't stable. but im not having PMS.i hate it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112424683132309156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112424683132309156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/stocks-close-mixed.html' title='stocks close mixed'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112408859515829805</id><published>2005-08-15T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T14:53:01.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture</title><summary type='text'> Which Desperate Housewife are you?brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112408859515829805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112408859515829805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/picture.html' title='picture'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112391052103478152</id><published>2005-08-13T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T13:22:01.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank God!</title><summary type='text'>semalam beli ubat batuk kat pharmacy. kuat gila effect. lepas 2,3 jam makan mengantuk yg amat dasat stock kalau ko dlm bas berdiri pun ko bleh lena gila2. aku alhamdulillah balik dengan selamat. bangun tido pukul 9 camtu. itupun sebab nak mandi tukar baju then tido balik. hp tatau baper kali jatuh lantai sebab tertido masa taip sms. no story for the nite i guess.pagi tadi bangun a la mamai jugak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112391052103478152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112391052103478152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/thank-god.html' title='thank God!'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112381473261551533</id><published>2005-08-12T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T10:46:16.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari yang mendung dan payung tertinggal dalam beg yus</title><summary type='text'>rabu lepas brYM ngan yus plan nak buat pe on thursday memandangkan johor cuti. malam tu around 10 pm yus sampai and we headed to pelangi leisure mall. nak swing2 for bowling. bukan golf. interesting game juga that nite. sampai sakit2 tangan dan.. errr.. abaikan. hahahha. lepas tu pi makan kat setulang. balik rumah, liza tak tido lagi. liza cakap my other housemate ada belikan vcd untuk aku. '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112381473261551533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112381473261551533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/hari-yang-mendung-dan-payung.html' title='hari yang mendung dan payung tertinggal dalam beg yus'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112363707672359488</id><published>2005-08-10T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:24:36.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maaf</title><summary type='text'>awak,kalau boleh saya nak ajak awak sama. biar kita sentiasa sama. walaupun kita berjauhan. kita masih tetap sama. sama-sama pi keja. sama-sama lunch. boleh tengok nick masing2 online. tapi apa boleh buat...semua ni luar kemampuan saya. saya terpaksa tinggalkan awak dan menerima hakikat yang....kita amat berbeza.awak,kalaulah awak tahu perasaan saya, saya rasa awak akan turut menangis terharu. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112363707672359488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112363707672359488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/maaf.html' title='maaf'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112346426122779266</id><published>2005-08-08T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T17:14:18.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an evening in..KL</title><summary type='text'>the daypagi tu after beli breakfast jumpa boss. ingat nak update dia about my progress. it ended up aku rasa tak puas hati. satu hari penuh rasa hatred je. dem! (i know it spells d-a-m-n tapi prefer tulih 'dem').petang tu masa on the way pi larkin jam gila2. suppose 15mins bleh sampai jadi 45 minit! i'd missed my bus trip to kl. double dem.beli tix lain. harga biasa rm24, dia markup rm30. itupun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112346426122779266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112346426122779266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/evening-inkl.html' title='an evening in..KL'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112295974418931499</id><published>2005-08-02T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T08:46:18.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typo</title><summary type='text'>aku selalu pasan yg ni. sebab diction sama. kekadang ape yg aku nak tulih tu lain drpd apa yg aku maksudkan. contoh lack of communication aku pi tulih lake. tadi someone ni nak tulih dear jadi dia. at least i know i have a normal-typo disease. boleh panggil disease ke? hahaha.sebab dah lama tak tulih tangan utk sebarang urusan kecuali drafting, aku cam terwonder. boleh tak org jadi typo, masalah</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112295974418931499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112295974418931499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/08/typo.html' title='typo'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112252719493771012</id><published>2005-07-29T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T12:30:45.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>color me pls</title><summary type='text'>i had a bad dream last nite. my heart beated so fast sampai aku terbangun pukul 5 pagi. berdebar2. tapi aku sambung tido jugak.until now masih berdebar2 yang amat. bad mood jadinya. kusut. mimpi pun..mimpi yang kusut. what was that all about?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112252719493771012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112252719493771012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/color-me-pls.html' title='color me pls'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112243793683522824</id><published>2005-07-27T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T12:22:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iklan</title><summary type='text'>ok. since one of my friend asked me to promote this, plus the other friend asked me to update this blog. so here goes... RABU, 27/07/2005PERHATIAN KEPADA SESIAPA YANG INGIN MEMILIKI LESEN KERETA ATAU MOTOR. SATU BOOTH PENDAFTARAN DIBUKA DI KOLEJ TUN FATIMAH, UTM SKUDAI HARI INI. HARGA LESEN: KERETA RM550, MOTOR RM350DISKAUN 10% DARIPADA HARGA DI ATAS DIBERIKAN KEPADA SESIAPA YANG MENDAFTAR HARI </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112243793683522824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112243793683522824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/iklan.html' title='Iklan'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112233963491176218</id><published>2005-07-26T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T11:36:41.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss the rain</title><summary type='text'>skang asek hujan. hampir tiap2 pagi bangun, hujan. sedapnye tido time sejuk2. lepas ni kena tido pakai baju tebal2 biar tak sejuk dan sniffly je time bangun.tapi sgt best bila sejuk tu, selimut pun tak mencukupi. kena pakai comforter...comfynye tido. yay!i'm in the office now. tengok titisan2 hujan kat tingkap.Aku tak bisa luluhkan hatimuDan aku tak bisa menyentuh cintamuseiring jejak kakiku </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112233963491176218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112233963491176218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/kiss-rain.html' title='kiss the rain'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112225671597897175</id><published>2005-07-25T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:00:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday</title><summary type='text'> Yesterday,all my troubles seemed so far away.Now it looks as though there here to stay.Oh, I believe in yesterday.- the beatles, Yesterday.It was raining heavily yesterday and i was home by myself. menikmati momen2 hujan by sipping jasmine green tea. Guess what i did apart from cleaning the house? concern a gal thing... yup. i cooked.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112225671597897175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112225671597897175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/yesterday.html' title='yesterday'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112193065578202091</id><published>2005-07-21T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T15:27:53.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>telefon berbunyi</title><summary type='text'>"telefon berbunyi...ring ring riing. Ku angkat, ku tanya, "siapa?" telefon berbunyi...ring, ring, riing. Ku angkat, ku dengar, suara.."biasanya, our beloved kakak bilik akan kejut kami subuh. dia slalu bangun awal. 5.50 dah bgn. nanti pukul 6 dia kejut, 6.20, 6.30, 6.40. dulu dia rajin membebel klu liza tak bgn lagi 6.40. skang dia malas nak bebel. dia just cakap "akak mandi dulu la camni". </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112193065578202091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112193065578202091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/telefon-berbunyi.html' title='telefon berbunyi'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112174957259003235</id><published>2005-07-19T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T13:13:31.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>makan</title><summary type='text'>"akak, kita dah lama tak makan spaghetti""takpe..esok awak beli bahan nanti akak masakkan"..."korang masak ape ni?" "oo..spaghetti" "mana belajar masak benda ni?" "lina kat rumah mmg makan benda ni ke?" "bau sedap. rasa...eiii..pelik2 la korang ni makan."ahhaha. ok. saya pun kampung juga. tapi ntah la. dah dok sini. macam2 benda saya makan.  aritu housemate dapat oreo cheese cake."amik la. aku </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112174957259003235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112174957259003235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/makan.html' title='makan'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112173831148434027</id><published>2005-07-19T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T10:11:47.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamdo</title><summary type='text'>"once we were dreamers just dreamers were oh..you n i.."it was frosty this morning. so cold that made me hard to wake up. i still cuddled with pillow n blankie while checking sms. have to delete some cos it's taking too much space.im a keeper and always want to keep all smses. hahhaa. i still keep Mr.Guy 2002 birthday wishes SMS. well..that's another story. i just want to tell u that this morning</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112173831148434027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112173831148434027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/dreamdo.html' title='dreamdo'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112164798620627984</id><published>2005-07-18T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T09:27:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAST I</title><summary type='text'>There was this gal, a form 4 gal berkenalan dengan seseorang dari skolah abgnye. she was shy to keep in touch with the guy but a year later mereka selalu berutus surat. surat demi surat. sampai la gal ni masuk u. teknologi pun berkembang. dari surat, mereka upgradekan perhubungan dgn berutus email.suatu hari dia rasa macam sangat rindu dengan mamat ni. bila dia pi CC cek email, takde pun email </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112164798620627984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112164798620627984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/past-i.html' title='PAST I'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112138845184984068</id><published>2005-07-15T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T13:22:56.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS</title><summary type='text'>  Di hatiku cinta berbungaDan rinduku seharum bungaSetiap detik kini nyataHanyalah dirimu sayangNamun jauh di sudut hatiMungkinkah kau daku milikiTak ingin aku bersendiri lagiKehilanganmu oh! kasihTak sanggupku menghadapiTuhan sesungguhnyaKau lebih mengertiPedih... menyaksikan dikau dan diaPilu... airmata kasih mengalir di pipiHampa... impianku luka berdarahMana harusku bawa hati yang kecewaTak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112138845184984068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112138845184984068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112130372450917135</id><published>2005-07-14T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T09:16:07.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last night  I saw an owl up in a tree</title><summary type='text'>I was up late last night just because I could. Felt like time passed neither forwards nor back. I silently cried but only for a couple of minutes. (Yus, thanks for your concern). It was nothing particular. Sometimes I feel like the past keep haunting me. It was like it's coming back to me. I dont want to go back there. If it was a mistake, what can I actually do? I've sinned.Hope there is still a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112130372450917135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112130372450917135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/last-night-i-saw-owl-up-in-tree.html' title='last night  I saw an owl up in a tree'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112112942975290332</id><published>2005-07-12T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T08:50:29.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>semalam</title><summary type='text'>- semalam beli bohemian skirt paras buku lali kaler dark brown. idup gipsy. huuuuyeah. hahaha- sebab semalam kena kuar ofis lambat, gi 'skirt hunting' lambat, balik pun lambat. pukul 8 baru sampai rumah. jadi beli nasi ayam madu kat kebayan kotaraya. nasi dia mentah. malam sakit perut- pukul 2 pagi terbgn sebab ada housemate baru balik. masa tu tekak sgt sakit. tau ape yang aku terpikir? hahahaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112112942975290332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112112942975290332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/semalam.html' title='semalam'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112070015754239173</id><published>2005-07-07T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:37:58.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow is Friday</title><summary type='text'>Pudar - Rossa - OST Doiku Beken  (*) Kurasakan pudar dalam hatiku rasa cinta yang ada untuk dirimu ku lelah dengan semua yang ada ingin ku lepas semua setan dalam hati ikut bicara bagaimana kalau ku selingkuh saja ku punya banyak teman lelaki sepertinya ku kan bahagia  Reff. Mestinya kau jadi pengganti diriku saja karna kita sudah tak saling bicara pastikan cerita tentang kita yang tlah lalu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112070015754239173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112070015754239173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/tomorrow-is-friday.html' title='tomorrow is Friday'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112044830377730547</id><published>2005-07-04T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T09:04:28.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>club 25</title><summary type='text'>We are young, we run greenKeep our teeth nice and cleanSee out friends, see the sightsFeel alright!We wake up, we go outSmoke a fag, put it outSee out friends, see the sightsFeel alright!Are we like you?I can't be sureAfter seeing as she turnsWe are strange in our worldsBut we are youngWe get byCan't go mad, 'aint got timeSleep around if we likeBut we're all rightGot some cash, bought some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112044830377730547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112044830377730547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/club-25.html' title='club 25'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112019419943278701</id><published>2005-07-01T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T13:03:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first call</title><summary type='text'>ok. just say that i dont have else work to do. just say it. i dont mind. hahhahaa. i did make a call just now. i dunno y but it really shacks my hands off. Nervous?? Hmm..may be because i never call a guy for almost a month. except my colleagues or other office business.ok..i never go out from the shell. hahahaha. hibernate.how to stop the shacking hands? so i call a friend indeed. ok. he was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112019419943278701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112019419943278701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-call.html' title='first call'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-112001181279844157</id><published>2005-06-29T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T10:59:25.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is all around me</title><summary type='text'>the other day, i chatted with my pal, yus about her new book collection. i cant remember the title but it is something about happiness. sounds good to me.last nite, my housemate told me that she loves one of my book that makes her feel nice n comfy after reading it. she reads it everyday on her way to work but she always tend to forget to bring it back home. so she went to a book store yesterday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112001181279844157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/112001181279844157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-is-all-around-me.html' title='love is all around me'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111993145473526907</id><published>2005-06-28T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T12:16:55.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is like a box of chocolate</title><summary type='text'>mukeh: nak tanye.. survey sat.. "ape yang korang akan buat bile hanya ade RM3 sahaja dalam kehidupan pada hari nih?".. sile kasik suggestion.. hu yeahh!mukeh: heheheawekchomel: arini tinggal beberapa ringgit la nihawekchomel: demm la admin MCmukeh: tenks yahh atas suggestion anda yg sangat sukar dinilai kebernasannye itu.. muahahhahaha.. so meh usha lelainnyer suggestion.. http://s0lidmind.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111993145473526907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111993145473526907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-is-like-box-of-chocolate.html' title='life is like a box of chocolate'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111983506840614268</id><published>2005-06-27T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:17:48.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lack of muse</title><summary type='text'>Hola,Sorry for my late updates. Sometimes writers also find it's hard to put a word to their ideas. I can't seem to write anything that makes sense. But i promise, i'll write as frequent as I could when i'm back to my sense. As for the time being, i feel like i some kind of lost. Nothing bad happen to me, alhamdulillah. with things go ups n downs, i could say that my life is being OK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111983506840614268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111983506840614268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/lack-of-muse.html' title='the lack of muse'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111889351547530334</id><published>2005-06-16T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T11:45:35.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an appreciation</title><summary type='text'>Dear readers and all beloved friends,Thank you for ur visit. It is an honour for me having u as a reader. Thru my story, I sound like i have wonderful people araound me. True they are and always will. Should i make a reintroduction about the writer of the blog? Bah! tak payah le.hahhaa. ok ape ek nak apdet?? isnin malam selasa aritu aku demam. kalau gi klinik sah2 aku dapat MC. tapi aku tak gi. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111889351547530334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111889351547530334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/appreciation.html' title='an appreciation'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111872152353930457</id><published>2005-06-14T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T10:47:51.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pochong's puchong</title><summary type='text'>had a good laugh while chatting with Teddy yesterday. Teddy who??? hahhahaa...jambatan tak siap.today still chat  with Teddy. dia kamceng ngan pochong skang. jangan tak tau. huhhuu. and he got an admirer named mimi too. pastu kan. pochong kata pochong also has a heart on Teddy. wahhh..my man u're such a lucky guy. sume org ske kat u la skang. huhhuu..BTW, i'm their agent. miaaaahahhahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111872152353930457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111872152353930457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/pochongs-puchong.html' title='pochong&apos;s puchong'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111863085864215121</id><published>2005-06-13T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T10:47:38.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BURRFFFF Day</title><summary type='text'>Semalam aku balik jb. mak call, kata long plak balik umah. dia baru balik dr kelantan, outstation seminggu. aiseyy..tak jumpa plak. sebab aku tak kem ape2 so long belikan kain batik je. hahahhha.. ok la tu.E pun balik kelantan. Adik dia bertunang. also tanya aku nak kem ape2 tak. aduhhh..sedangkan abang sendiri ke sana pun aku tatau nak kem ape. ok la. aku minta E belikan serunding. pasal abah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111863085864215121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111863085864215121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/burrffff-day.html' title='BURRFFFF Day'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111837344125538214</id><published>2005-06-10T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T11:17:21.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a self. myself</title><summary type='text'>''Sometimes I think you want me to touch you,How can I when you build a great wall around you?''-Lyrics to ''China'' by Tori Amos-The world is full of opening and closing doors. You just need to learn which ones need to be opened and closed by choice and not by chance.So i choose my way. She choosed her way.To my friend yus, din, and even to myself, I know this was a tough week for each of us. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111837344125538214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111837344125538214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/self-myself.html' title='a self. myself'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111819391182919606</id><published>2005-06-08T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T11:07:26.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a friend</title><summary type='text'>among all shoulders i rely, this is what i got from a friend.&gt; Dear -kawan aku-,&gt; it's been a long time since i heard any from u. sibuk sangat kot&gt; awak. so how's life treating u lately?&gt;&gt; ive been reading your latest email many times. eventhou im not&gt; attached to any special relationship now, i dont feel lonely. i&gt; still remember my ex-boyfriend whom i thought might had same&gt; thought like u when</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111819391182919606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111819391182919606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/friend.html' title='a friend'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111777763412279276</id><published>2005-06-03T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T13:50:12.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEFERTINES</title><summary type='text'>): oklah ): secara dasarnya): life u happy): ok): tulah inakdengar): cuma i pesan): just one): dont ever u trust nobody): maksud i): 100%): ingat tu): only one saja nasihat i): tujer i nak nasihatu): taklebihdari itu): just one): dont ever trust nobody): because i have feeling pasal boy u tu): sorry to said): that): but): tak semau betul): so): baik u kenal bf u dalam sedar): bukan semasa u mabuk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111777763412279276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111777763412279276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/nefertines.html' title='NEFERTINES'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111758758724308099</id><published>2005-06-01T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:05:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"semalam kan aku pakai baju glow in d dark aku tu. pastu aku teringat kenangan bsama ko di tioman hehe best gak ek -misz yus"kawanku, ni le gambar kedamaian yg ko cari. kedamaian yg hilang itu. aci dak???hahahhaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111758758724308099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111758758724308099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/06/semalam-kan-aku-pakai-baju-glow-in-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111743825192409465</id><published>2005-05-30T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T14:04:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tioman - the longest entry</title><summary type='text'>finally pics at tioman has been uploaded at my fren's fotopages. it was an interesting vacation. mari aku ceritakan detik2 itu.[khamis, 26.6.05]yus (1:01:13 PM): ko dah dapat gaji?yus (1:01:16 PM): hahayus (1:01:18 PM): apela soklan aku niaku (1:02:32 PM): blomaku (1:02:40 PM): tatau la check dah release blomyus (1:03:28 PM): oo ye ke..yus (1:03:31 PM): takdala..yus (1:03:35 PM): aku ingat nak gi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111743825192409465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111743825192409465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/05/tioman-longest-entry.html' title='tioman - the longest entry'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111707006537125178</id><published>2005-05-26T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T09:20:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fairy Tale continues</title><summary type='text'> Everytime I look at youI wish you looked my way (wish you looked my way)And flash me that dazzling smile that really makes my dayBut of course it's just a dreama dream that won't come true (dream that won't come true)and for unrequited love I wrote this song for youI always think of how it'd beif we were togetherYou and me holding hands (It's a dream)I can picture it right nowYou and me,It's a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111707006537125178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111707006537125178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-fairy-tale-continues.html' title='My Fairy Tale continues'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111692797893994556</id><published>2005-05-24T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T09:36:54.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when fairy tale doesnt work</title><summary type='text'>i wish the time would stop when i was so happy with you...masa kecik2 dulu aku ske melukis. betull... tak tipu. tak percaya tanya mak abah, tanya topa (dia tau pasal dia tgk sepupu aku pun ske lukih benda yg sama. hehe), tanya member2 yang penah dapat sketch aku.bukan lukis sebarangan. ske lukis gambar puteri. hahaha. i dunno abt other gals out there. tapi aku cam ske. aku tak ingat aku pernah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111692797893994556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111692797893994556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/05/when-fairy-tale-doesnt-work.html' title='when fairy tale doesnt work'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1376/320/kittenhitman.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610562.post-111655005338646128</id><published>2005-05-20T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T08:47:33.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just call to say...</title><summary type='text'>dulu, klu aku lambat reply sms dia akan miscall aku. lepas 2 kali miscall tak reply2, dia akan call just to ask, "nape tak reply?" klu aku jawab, "nak reply la nih". dia letak phone. dan2 tu gak. klu aku masih tak reply dia akan miscall lagi.itu dulu. citer dulu2 la kawanku. citer lama. citer tahun lepas. tahun ni aku lak ikut style dia. tapiii...TAPI aku kena sound. dah DUA kali kena sound. klu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111655005338646128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11610562/posts/default/111655005338646128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awekchomel2.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-just-call-to-say.html' title='i just call to say...'/><author><name>ciklina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09799407343513702240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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