<?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-6941867541566808096</id><updated>2012-02-01T22:49:29.869+08:00</updated><category term='exam'/><category term='ceritera nabilah'/><category term='loving the song'/><category term='scouting'/><category term='wordless wednesday'/><category term='creative writing'/><category term='UMT'/><category term='food'/><category term='walking down that memory lane'/><category term='KL'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='tagging'/><category term='her'/><category term='work'/><title type='text'>what about today?</title><subtitle type='html'>adegan yang rasanya perlu disampaikan.</subtitle><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=227441628348447552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/227441628348447552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/227441628348447552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2012/01/thousand-years.html' title='a thousand years.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-3131017083883866551</id><published>2012-01-24T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:57:56.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one loveletter for you.</title><content type='html'>dear you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry we had to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry we had to be much further apart than where we already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for being too clingy at times.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for being ignorant at times.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for being over-emotional at times.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for being demanding at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try.&lt;br /&gt;really i do try.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to appreciate your love.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to believe that that is really for me.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help being insecure.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help being judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help being susceptible.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help being over-protective on myself.&lt;br /&gt;because that is all i have ever got used to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly said&lt;br /&gt;i'm lucky to have you&lt;br /&gt;i'm grateful that heart of yours is being reserved for me.&lt;br /&gt;i will forever love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need you&lt;br /&gt;hence the attitude&lt;br /&gt;i need to be shown how it is done&lt;br /&gt;i can't be reading from fairytales&lt;br /&gt;that that would not be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a learning process.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still trying to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;i have been a nobody, with the lowest self confidence&lt;br /&gt;you are my first&lt;br /&gt;and i want you to be my last &lt;br /&gt;but i'm so afraid i'm going to screw this up&lt;br /&gt;as i've screwed up everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the perfect girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;as you're not the perfect boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;but as long as we're together&lt;br /&gt;that imperfection can be shunned away&lt;br /&gt;providing the perfect chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;as i have always been&lt;br /&gt;and i always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do take care of my heart&lt;br /&gt;as i will take care of yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs16/i/2007/126/4/5/love_by_princessambrosia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs16/i/2007/126/4/5/love_by_princessambrosia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3131017083883866551?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1870751503424337347</id><published>2012-01-24T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:58:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this long hiatus.</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum. hi.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;been lost in my own thoughts lately.&lt;br /&gt;many things had come and go.&lt;br /&gt;some thing had decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;more decided to stay.&lt;br /&gt;so, that's a hello to more brain haywiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quick update on myself.&lt;br /&gt;i have another final paper coming this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and my brain is jammed.&lt;br /&gt;and i am losing that someone i can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;thus the main reason of the blog to be out of hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, it has been too long. &lt;br /&gt;for one year to the next.&lt;br /&gt;guess i have been too comfortable on how i have been this past three months that i did not have anymore time for blog.&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps it was of the overload of work.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, that could be it.&lt;br /&gt;i'll have a few more entry to pour all of that out of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, today, the main thing i want to get rid of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage proposals.&lt;br /&gt;Is men that stupid, or me stupid, or men that desperate to be proposing every girl they got to know on facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Noticed my wierd status postings since the last month?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that being the reason.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, someone's got herself proposed recently.&lt;br /&gt;And i've known him for, like, 1 month?&lt;br /&gt;And on facebook somemore, instead of being real.&lt;br /&gt;Errrrr.....&lt;br /&gt;Let me remind you that i have a strong policy of getting-to-know-you  first before you are permitted to give me crazy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i'm against love after marriage or what not.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't even know his own name.&lt;br /&gt;or what he looks like, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;Bukan ke kalau orang taaruf, sekurang kurangnya tau nama kan? (do correct me if my shallow knowledge is wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes a more shocking revealation.&lt;br /&gt;I was just kidding around, asking if he's doing this with all girls he know on facebook, and he says YES.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, (jaw-drops) WHAAAAATTTTT?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think that with proposing all random girls you know on facebook, one will eventually say yes and the two of you will be happy ever after?&lt;br /&gt;I think not.&lt;br /&gt;He's unbelievable, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it is true that you can randomly choose who you can marry, but at least, stay true to only one candidate, please.&lt;br /&gt;It will break her heart if she knows that she's not your ultimate choice.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same with having a boyfriend (i mean, having a boyfriend also means having a potential hubby, right)&lt;br /&gt;You stick to only one.&lt;br /&gt;Stay true to that only one.&lt;br /&gt;And the only one that you love.&lt;br /&gt;Not these kind of random-picking and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;That's playing, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;That's playing around with people's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;And you do know how fragile a girl's feeling cam be, right?&lt;br /&gt;So really, don't play with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if my naive thinking is diverting.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know abou you.&lt;br /&gt;but i think that's so.... wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody up to teach me taaruf?&lt;br /&gt;Bring it.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1870751503424337347?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/1870751503424337347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=1870751503424337347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1870751503424337347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1870751503424337347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-long-hiatus.html' title='this long hiatus.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-5054821198497001341</id><published>2011-10-25T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:29:48.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>a little note for you (2).</title><content type='html'>i know you still have her in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;i know forgetting is hard.&lt;br /&gt;i know, deep inside, suffering is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be there for you&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be someone you can lean on to&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could kiss and hug you as much to ease your fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now, i can only send my prayers for you&lt;br /&gt;hoping you would be better, despite that fake smile you have each time you text me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can every wish come true?&lt;br /&gt;i wish they could&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5054821198497001341?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5054821198497001341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=5054821198497001341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5054821198497001341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5054821198497001341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-note-for-you-2.html' title='a little note for you (2).'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4335370121112685096</id><published>2011-10-19T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T15:46:18.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about you.</title><content type='html'>i hope this feelings are real.&lt;br /&gt;i hope what i have now is real. &lt;br /&gt;i hope you are real.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we are real.&lt;br /&gt;convince me that this is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because now, everything seems to be surreal.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i never want this dream to end.&lt;br /&gt;tell me something i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;because i know what i want is you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4335370121112685096?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4335370121112685096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4335370121112685096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4335370121112685096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4335370121112685096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/10/about-you.html' title='about you.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-5622094088097855850</id><published>2011-10-12T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T10:37:39.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>tranquilizer.</title><content type='html'>semalam terasa seperti mimpi.&lt;br /&gt;masa terhenti.&lt;br /&gt;aku di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ia bukan suatu yang aku jangka&lt;br /&gt;tapi ia datang&lt;br /&gt;dan hatiku seakan berkata&lt;br /&gt;'aku sukakannya'&lt;br /&gt;tapi akalku membantah&lt;br /&gt;dan keduanya saling bertelagah&lt;br /&gt;sehingga aku kecut dan mengalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hatiku kini memberontak&lt;br /&gt;inginkan dia dipatuhi&lt;br /&gt;setelah berkali kali aku pecahkan ia&lt;br /&gt;dek kerana akal yang menguasai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mendengar pengakuannya&lt;br /&gt;membuat degupan jantung terhenti sendiri&lt;br /&gt;ibarat masa tidak rela untuk terus berlalu&lt;br /&gt;aku di situ terus keliru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tahu apa yang aku mahukan&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi yang aku inginkan&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma tak rela hancurkan hubungan yang sedia ada &lt;br /&gt;terus, yang tinggal cuma rasa beku di hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently singing : kukatakan dengan indah - yuna cover&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5622094088097855850?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-576460515544517293</id><published>2011-10-04T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:58:16.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three years.</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;after three years of sorrow, joy and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;it all came down to 1400, 2nd october 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;our convocation ceremony&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mula mula memang seronok&lt;br /&gt;sarung jubah dan mortar board&lt;br /&gt;main main dengan kawan yang memang dah lama sangat sangat tak jumpa&lt;br /&gt;lepak lepak sampai tak ingat dunia macam dulu&lt;br /&gt;jalan mana mana mesti terserempak dengan kawan, berhenti dan bercerita macam dah berkurun tidak bersua&lt;br /&gt;ibarat masa terhenti untuk kami&lt;br /&gt;ibarat masa dicipta untuk kami&lt;br /&gt;tiada batasnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba saat yang ditunggu&lt;br /&gt;gemuruh untuk naik pentas itu memang tidak mampu dielakkan&lt;br /&gt;gemuruh andai tersesat dan tertinggal sepanjang perarakan itu tidak mampu dijelaskan&lt;br /&gt;gemuruh memikirkan kemungkinan yang mungkin berlaku sepanjang majlis itu tidak mahu difikirkan&lt;br /&gt;gemuruh dan adrenalin di saat menerima skrol dari tan sri pro-canselor itu tidak mampu diluahkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan di akhirnya, air mata tumpah juga&lt;br /&gt;mendengar lagu umt cita warisan buat kali terakhir sebelum bergelar graduan&lt;br /&gt;melihat panorama kampus yang bakal ditinggalkan sekali lagi&lt;br /&gt;memikirkan sebuah kemungkinan yang belum pasti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came in from different backgrounds&lt;br /&gt;we came in with different prespectives&lt;br /&gt;we came in carrying different hopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we became friends&lt;br /&gt;we became familiar with the small surroundings&lt;br /&gt;we became closer than ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bonding was never imaginable&lt;br /&gt;until three years later&lt;br /&gt;it's time to say goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-576460515544517293?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/576460515544517293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=576460515544517293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/576460515544517293'/><link rel='self' 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please?</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this is the truth. and nothing but the truth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i.am.seriously.terrified.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak pernah sangka aku akan sampai tahap ketakutan sebegini.&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku semakin hampir ke tahap itu.&lt;br /&gt;sedikit demi sedikit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak pernah sangka aku akan berputar 360 darjah bila berkaitan dengan akademik.&lt;br /&gt;suatu ketika dahulu, aku sangka aku bakal doktor.&lt;br /&gt;aku hampir ke arah itu.&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku mengalah bila memikirkan kos.&lt;br /&gt;dan memikirkan ketidakmampuan aku yang sangat tidak yakin untuk menggapai sebuah tajaan.&lt;br /&gt;aku pasrah dengan apa yang diberikan.&lt;br /&gt;kerana aku percaya pada ketentuan sebuah takdir. &lt;br /&gt;terus, aku beralih kepada matematik kewangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siapa sangka aku yang dahulunya mengambil sains biologi&lt;br /&gt;dan tidak pernah terlintas untuk terjun ke bidang perakaunan&lt;br /&gt;kini bergelar pelajar program perakaunan forensik dan jenayah kewangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siapa sangka?&lt;br /&gt;tak siapa sangka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kini, sekali lagi takdir menentukan.&lt;br /&gt;aku punya pilihan.&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma tidak tahu yang mana terbaik buatku. &lt;br /&gt;yang aku tahu, aku masih mahu bergelar seorang pelajar.&lt;br /&gt;tidak seperti orang lain sebayaku yang mula berkira kira tentang membina kerjaya.&lt;br /&gt;di akhirnya, aku memilih apa di depan mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;forensic accounting and financial criminology.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku akui, namanya sendiri menarik perhatianku.&lt;br /&gt;sebagaimana matematik kewangan mencuri hatiku dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;namun aku sedar, pelajaran sebegini memerlukan asas yang kukuh.&lt;br /&gt;yang mana tiada pada aku.&lt;br /&gt;aku bukan pelajar aliran akaun sewaktu SPM.&lt;br /&gt;bukan juga memiliki sarjana muda perakaunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makna katanya, semua subjek bakal menjadi cabaran.&lt;br /&gt;aku sanggup hadapi cabaran.&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma tidak rela sekiranya asas itu yang menjadi batu penghalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, aku isi juga borang itu.&lt;br /&gt;aku pilih kursus itu.&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin memilih statistik mulanya.&lt;br /&gt;namun, memahami kepayahan aku tiga tahun kebelakangan ini.&lt;br /&gt;aku lupakan.&lt;br /&gt;dengan harapan permohonan ditolak.&lt;br /&gt;tambah lagi bila mengetahui adanya proses saringan dengan cara temuduga.&lt;br /&gt;semakin berbunga aku menghabiskan rm50 untuk borang permohonan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku punya impian.&lt;br /&gt;impian belajar di luar negara.&lt;br /&gt;itu yang aku simpan.&lt;br /&gt;dan masih aku simpan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai hari keputusan.&lt;br /&gt;tiada panggilan temuduga buatku.&lt;br /&gt;aku sangka aku ditolak.&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku buka laman web itu.&lt;br /&gt;yang pasti, &lt;b&gt;surat tawaran di depan mata&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;menunggu untuk dicetak. &lt;br /&gt;aku dijemput meneruskan pengajian di sana.&lt;br /&gt;di bawah program yang aku pilih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pada panggilan pertama.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tak ada temuduga.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bukan pembuat rayuan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu setengah tahun.&lt;br /&gt;aku fikir tidak terlalu lama.&lt;br /&gt;tambah lagi dengan kemungkinan aku tidak diterima jika memohon di universiti luar negara.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin masa akan menjadi lebih panjang dari sedia ada.&lt;br /&gt;sekali lagi aku takut.&lt;br /&gt;setelah berbincang, aku akur.&lt;br /&gt;aku terima tawaran itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uitm dan fakulti boleh ada keyakinan sebegitu tinggi padaku.&lt;br /&gt;kenapa aku harus tolak keyakinan itu?&lt;br /&gt;aku pun daftar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esok.&lt;br /&gt;kelas bermula 8.30 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;igauan itu kembali.&lt;br /&gt;aku tidak punya asas.&lt;br /&gt;mampukah aku mengejar mereka yang lain?&lt;br /&gt;yang rata ratanya memegang sarjana muda perakaunan.&lt;br /&gt;yang telah menimba pengalaman bertahun tahun di jabatan audit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku takut.&lt;br /&gt;sangat takut sekiranya kecundang.&lt;br /&gt;ini bukan takut sebelum berjuang.&lt;br /&gt;ini takut memikirkan masa sekarang, dan masa hadapan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;aku takut aku tak mampu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angan angan:&lt;i&gt; i wish you were here&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5499453831937588619?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5499453831937588619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-2370812012897794733</id><published>2011-09-03T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T12:46:59.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>saya 21, pelajar master. nak duit raya boleh?</title><content type='html'>haha. idea banyak tak sempat nak curah sebab ketiadaan pemangkin untuk berinteraksi di alam maya.&lt;br /&gt;maka, idea terpendam hingga ke hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;harap maaf lah ye sebab terpaksa baca banyak banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edisi raya, haruslah membebel tentang segalanya raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;duit raya&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;suka bagi pihak yang menerima.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;duka bagi pihak yang memberi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana pula kita kita yang berada di tengah tengah persimpangan?&lt;br /&gt;persimpangan antara zaman muda mudi dengan zaman matang.&lt;br /&gt;matang itu bermaksud dah ada punca pendapatan sendiri, harap maklum.&lt;br /&gt;bukan kami kami yang masih memegang status pelajar.&lt;br /&gt;kami kanak kanak ribena lagi. ngehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila dah ada pendapatan tetap, masa itulah kita dah berhenti dari mengutip duit raya dan harus memberikan duit raya.&lt;br /&gt;ini orang kata, bukan aku kata.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, bila kita dah lepas waktu sekolah, selalunya makin lama makin sedikit sampul pelbagai warna yang dihulurkan oleh pengunjung kepada kita.&lt;br /&gt;yang paling tak sedap didengar bila pemberi itu buat soal siasat kaw kaw punya sebelum dia buat keputusan nak bagi ke tidak sampul berisi duit raya itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umur berapa? dah kerja ke belum?&lt;br /&gt;itu memang soalan lazim.&lt;br /&gt;yang lagi hebat, yang boleh &lt;i&gt;scan&lt;/i&gt; kita.&lt;br /&gt;siang siang dah kena cop "bukan untuk diberi duit raya".&lt;br /&gt;itu memang haru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. bukan kita mengharapkan sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;kalau ada rezeki itu, adalah.&lt;br /&gt;tapi ramai yang mengomel kata tahun ini kutipan masih kosong, walaupun la ni dah dekat lima hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamat cerita si mata duitan.&lt;br /&gt;terus ke agenda seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila waktu hari raya ni kan, memang ramailah yang bertandang ke rumah.&lt;br /&gt;yang tak pernah pernah ada pun boleh tiba tiba menjengukkan diri.&lt;br /&gt;masa inilah nak bertegur sapa, bertukar ceritera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang anak anak dah besar belaka pun, mulalah ditanyakan pelbagai soalan.&lt;br /&gt;aku kan kanak kanak istimewa sikit.&lt;br /&gt;jadi agak pelik lah bila mak aku kata aku dah nak sambung belajar lagi.&lt;br /&gt;jadi &lt;i&gt;master student&lt;/i&gt; pula tu.&lt;br /&gt;punya makcik makcik dan pakcik pakcik gosok gosok mata tengok aku.&lt;br /&gt;bagai tidak percaya umur 21 tahun dah boleh habis&lt;i&gt; degree&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;oh well, saya kan muda remaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;percayalaaaahhhh~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi pandangan berapi tidak percaya mereka itu mampu bikin sentap di hati ini.&lt;br /&gt;haish. apa boleh buat.&lt;br /&gt;bukan niat hati nak mendabik dada, dah itu kenyataannya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;aku cakap tak habis sekolah lagi kang, sia sia dapat dosa percuma&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-2370812012897794733?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/2370812012897794733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=2370812012897794733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/2370812012897794733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/2370812012897794733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/09/saya-21-pelajar-master-nak-duit-raya.html' title='saya 21, pelajar master. nak duit raya boleh?'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6369262381960496662</id><published>2011-09-03T11:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T11:24:09.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>jadi raya merdeka.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;assalamualaikum kawan kawan!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bertemu kembali kita ke ruangan yang &lt;strike&gt;tak berapa nak&lt;/strike&gt; best ni, setelah seminggu aku bertapa di kota bharu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;selamat hari jadi untuk aku.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari raya untuk seluruh umat Islam.&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari merdeka kepada semua rakyat Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini aku nak sentuh pasal &lt;b&gt;hari jadi&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sebab yang tak berapa nak utamanya sebab aku punya hari jadi baru lepas pada 1Syawal yang lalu.&lt;br /&gt;(heh. unsur promosi adalah harus di situ.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak jadi ceritanya kan, aku ada buat eksperimen sikit dalam &lt;i&gt;facebook&lt;/i&gt; yang digemari ramai tu.&lt;br /&gt;ye lah. kalau korang tengok, bila korang &lt;i&gt;publish&lt;/i&gt; tarikh hari jadi kat &lt;i&gt;profile&lt;/i&gt; korang tu, mesti apabila tiba waktunya, berduyun duyun orang (hampir seramai &lt;i&gt;friendlist&lt;/i&gt; korang, kalau tak semua) yang akan &lt;i&gt;wish&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tak kiralah dengan apa jua cara sekalipun.&lt;br /&gt;aku pun macam itu juga tahun lepas. ramai gila orang &lt;i&gt;wish&lt;/i&gt;, sebab yang tak kenal aku pun boleh datang &lt;i&gt;wish&lt;/i&gt; macam aku ni kawan paling rapat sekali di dunia.&lt;br /&gt;dah rasa macam tak sedap hati kat situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu ada pula kawan aku palsukan hari jadi. haha.&lt;br /&gt;jahat gila. &lt;br /&gt;memang seramai itu jugalah yang kena tipu terang terangan.&lt;br /&gt;aku jadi kesian pula pada mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, bila nak dekat dekat bulan ogos hari tu, aku buat tarikh 30 ogos tu&lt;i&gt; private&lt;/i&gt; dari &lt;i&gt;profile &lt;/i&gt;aku.&lt;br /&gt;untung pula dapat serentak dengan aidilfitri.&lt;br /&gt;haruslah orang akan lagi ingat raya dari ingat aku, betul tak?&lt;br /&gt;ya, sangkaan itu benar sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai tengah malam masuknya 30 ogos, beberapa kerat je sms yang masuk nak ucap selamat ulangtahun kat aku dan juga hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;kebanyakkannya kawan aku yang paling rapat, ketat dan sendat.&lt;br /&gt;ada juga kawan kawan lama yang diikutkan dah lama tak bersua muka mahupun bertanya khabar.&lt;br /&gt;yang ini memang aku paling terharu sekali sebab boleh ingat walaupun lama tak berjumpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang lain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hari raya&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam &lt;i&gt;facebook&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;haram nak dapat sebanyak tahun lepas.&lt;br /&gt;lepas aku tulis pasal hari jadi aku dalam status, barulah dapat satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;terima kasihlah&lt;/b&gt;. itu pun sebab terbaca.&lt;br /&gt;memang aku hargai sangat sangat sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi persoalannya di sini, korang sebenarnya ikhlas ke tak bila nampak ada notification kat homepage facebook korang tu pasal hari jadi kawan (atau bukan kawan, yang main suka suka add tu) lepas tu dengan kelajuan cahaya korang masuk page kawan tu, letak lah "happy birthday" ke "sanah helwah" ke "selamat hari jadi" ke "hb" ke. (yg "hb" tu aku paling sentap. nampak sangat aih ketidakikhlasannya di situ.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan aku nak marah ke apa.&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku rasa hari jadi tu macam sesuatu yang&lt;i&gt; sacred&lt;/i&gt; pada aku.&lt;br /&gt;so bila ada orang orang yang tak berapa nak ikhlas ni, aku macam terasa.&lt;br /&gt;aku pasti korang tak begitu.&lt;br /&gt;atau tidak bermaksud begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku suka hari jadi.&lt;br /&gt;aku suka ingat hari jadi kawan kawan aku.&lt;br /&gt;aku suka ucap selamat hari jadi kat kawan aku.&lt;br /&gt;aku lagi suka kredit telefon aku terbazir sebab ucapan hari jadi itu. &lt;br /&gt;sebab pada aku, hari jadi itulah dalam banyak banyak ulangtahun yang akan menggambarkan seseorang itu.&lt;br /&gt;yang menggambarkan keunikan orang itu.&lt;br /&gt;jadi, walaupun kita dah lama tak bertegur dengan kawan tu, sekurang kurangnya bila kita ucap selamat untuk hari jadinya, kita masih akan ada topik untuk bercakap dengan dia setiap tahun, sebab lepas tu mesti ada sesi &lt;i&gt;catchup&lt;/i&gt; punya. jadi, tali silaturahim tu tidaklah terjejas sepenuhnya walaupun tidak bersua muka, kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6369262381960496662?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6369262381960496662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6369262381960496662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6369262381960496662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6369262381960496662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/09/jadi-raya-merdeka.html' title='jadi raya merdeka.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-5059340631609255970</id><published>2011-08-23T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T16:51:01.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>entri patah kaki.</title><content type='html'>oh, jangan salah faham.&lt;br /&gt;aku punya persiapan raya cuma tinggal kuih raya untuk disiapkan.&lt;br /&gt;keluarga aku memang selalu memandang ke hadapan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;sebelum raya dah mula beli baju raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alkisahnya hari ini, tahun ini, kali pertama aku keluar jalan jalan kotaraya di bulan ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;selalunya aku lepak dalam rumah.&lt;br /&gt;tak pun kalau puasa di umt, lepak dalam perpustakaan (haha. ada rupa makhluk rajin tak?)&lt;br /&gt;tadi kawan aku ajak temankan dia cari baju kuliah dia.&lt;br /&gt;biasalah, orang orang professional macam akauntan dan peguam ni, masuk kelas pun nak kena pakai dengan cantik dan kemas. yang tak berapa nak profesional macam aku ni, tak payah cakap lah. t shirt dengan jeans pun jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, bergeraklah kami ke jalan TAR dan sogo.&lt;br /&gt;sampai sampai kat stesen LRT, tiba tiba kad ATM tak boleh guna.&lt;br /&gt;haish. petanda pertama aku tak boleh berbelanja hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;jadi, destinasi pertama yang harus dilawati ialah bank CIMB.&lt;br /&gt;cawangan KLCC lah, memandangkan dah tersampai di stesen kan?&lt;br /&gt;kad pun ditukar.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, memandangkan aku berpegang teguh kepada petanda, aku tak jadi keluarkan duit. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;destinasi seterusnya, jalan tun abdul razak dan sogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRiHMugqjgM/TlNpCHdtg7I/AAAAAAAAAaU/V5waW-Zkl3U/s1600/23082011%2528002%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRiHMugqjgM/TlNpCHdtg7I/AAAAAAAAAaU/V5waW-Zkl3U/s320/23082011%2528002%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramai gilaaaaa orang.&lt;br /&gt;biasalah, minggu terakhir memang begitu.&lt;br /&gt;tambah tambah lagi dengan kepelbagaian potongan harga yang ada.&lt;br /&gt;siapa yang sanggup lepas?&lt;br /&gt;siap sempat lagi aku tengok orang berebut tarik tarik baju, berkumpul ramai ramai depan kaunter.&lt;br /&gt;kalau dapat dengan keluarga aku, jangan haraplah nak tunggu.&lt;br /&gt;angkat kaki, cabut lari terus kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesimpulan hari ini, membeli belah di bulan puasa dengan lagak bagaikan orang yang tidak berpuasa padahal diri itu berpuasa teramatlah penat dan terasa kesakitan di kaki. hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5059340631609255970?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5059340631609255970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=5059340631609255970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6330946716659537782</id><published>2011-08-18T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T00:38:23.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving the song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>yuna - memo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HlpMyQNbpPI" width="440"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I dont mind if you wanna stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With that smile upon your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hang around for a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please dont drive away even for a mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Different continents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its not a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coz i know we’ll be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Endless borders,countless days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our love will pave the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ll be your wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For you to lean on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When you fall just try to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ll be back in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Toegther we’ll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For what may come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For what may come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I dont mind if you are far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ll be waiting for you anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Under the sky of sunshine or rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know i‘m gonna be in your arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Different continents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its not a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coz i know we’ll be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Endless borders,countless days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our love will pave the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ll be your wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For you to lean on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When you fall just try to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ll be back in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Together we’ll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For what may come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Together we’ll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For what may come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Together we’ll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For what may come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For what may come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;monolog untuk kamu:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i miss all of you so damn much. yes,&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and i will miss you even more as soon as we start our classes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;apart, this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;you'll still be in umt, and i'll be far in uitm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i still can't imagine my life without my tiny wishing stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yes, those stars are you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;those stars are you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6330946716659537782?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6330946716659537782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-7355019631973192031</id><published>2011-08-17T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T23:32:40.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>rabu tanpa kata.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSNzDYG6sKwH8Lp7NncH7hy141JUVYHUHFEHvw23B4ZQ2nmDwIb" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSNzDYG6sKwH8Lp7NncH7hy141JUVYHUHFEHvw23B4ZQ2nmDwIb" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7355019631973192031?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-5779565912432181243</id><published>2011-08-14T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T16:53:36.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>di hatiku.</title><content type='html'>hai.&lt;br /&gt;tadi baru selesai pendaftaran.&lt;br /&gt;sangat ramai orang.&lt;br /&gt;lemas lemas lemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang seusia aku ada yang baru nak masuk &lt;i&gt;bachelor's degree&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aku dah msuk &lt;i&gt;master's degree&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but, living on a fast track is never easy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;itu yang aku pelajari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba tiba, dalam lautan manusia itu, aku terasa ibarat kembali ke tahun 5.&lt;br /&gt;dikelilingi orang yang jauh lebih tua dariku.&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5779565912432181243?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5779565912432181243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=5779565912432181243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5779565912432181243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5779565912432181243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/di-hatiku.html' title='di hatiku.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4080958651175499341</id><published>2011-08-14T05:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T02:19:05.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><title type='text'>senarai semak nak masuk belajar.</title><content type='html'>(sebut betul betul ye tuan tuan dan puan puan. se-mak. &lt;i&gt;as in&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;menyemak&lt;/b&gt;. bukan sey-mak. oke oke?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. seronok bagai baru pertama kali nak masuk universiti.&lt;br /&gt;teringat masa mula mula nak masuk umt dulu. wah wah wah~ &lt;br /&gt;padahal diri nak ambil &lt;i&gt;masters degree&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ye tuan tuan dan puan puan.&lt;br /&gt;kemungkinannya semakin besar untuk aku melanjutkan pelajaran ke uitm shah alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini entri melekat sampai aku betul betul daftar 14 ogos nanti.&lt;br /&gt;sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEP 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Check Application Status&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Print Bill for Academic Fees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEP 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Successful applicant is required to bring the following documents during the registration day:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;ORIGINAL documents for verification by Faculty: &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Identification Card (I/C)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Master / Bachelor Degree Certificate&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Academic Transcripts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Copies of the following documents for submission&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Letter of Offer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Health Examination Report&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bill of Academic Fees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Student’s Pledge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;UiPS Membership&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Identification Card (I/C)&lt;/strike&gt; (Certified true copy)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Master / Bachelor Degree Certificate (Certified true copy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Academic Transcripts (Certified true copy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEP 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Payment of the bill can be made on or before the registration day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(RM2k+. pergh. murah wooo =.=")&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4080958651175499341?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4080958651175499341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4080958651175499341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>IELTS.4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvRECgYFv5o/TkS8daIZndI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/fqm7bSJ2ewY/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvRECgYFv5o/TkS8daIZndI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/fqm7bSJ2ewY/s320/Untitled.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-53sq15FpWIk/TkS60jvfrJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pS-z0FPr44Q/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alhamdulillah. I managed to score band 7.5 out of 9. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;my loved ones are already buzzing on how i am now eligible to further my studies in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;(yea. that score is already good enough for countries like UK and australia.)&lt;br /&gt;in the next &lt;b&gt;one and a half years&lt;/b&gt;, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;aha. told you i sucked the writing test. i blame my summary for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: awww, that guy hasn't picked up his results yet. bummer. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6416437282104615141?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6416437282104615141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6002996566240312919</id><published>2011-08-11T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T22:41:42.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>kisah janji dimungkiri lagi. 2.</title><content type='html'>aku tak faham.&lt;br /&gt;macam mana ada sesetengah orang tu cepat sangat &lt;i&gt;move on&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tengok minggu lepas bercinta dengan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;minggu seterusnya bercinta dengan orang yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;macam tukar baju lagaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mana hilang janji janji yang ditaburkan dahulu&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6002996566240312919?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;sebab dia tahu awak sibuk.&lt;br /&gt;dia segan nak ganggu tugas harian awak.&lt;br /&gt;tapi bila terdesak, semua pun rasa macam nak guna.&lt;br /&gt;mana awak ketika itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu boleh pula awak lupakan semuanya dan datang meminta pertolongan dari orang yang baru awak kecewakan tadi.&lt;br /&gt;muka tu memang tebal sangat ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk mereka: ya, aku sedang sedih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8395489356699294550?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/8395489356699294550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=8395489356699294550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8579269881163417808?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/8579269881163417808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=8579269881163417808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/8579269881163417808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/8579269881163417808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/biar-gambar-menyusun-kata.html' title='biar gambar menyusun 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari pelajar prasiswazah kepada pelajar siswazah.&lt;br /&gt;dari pelajar sarjana muda kepada pelajar sarjana.&lt;br /&gt;dari pelajar matematik kepada pelajar akaun.&lt;br /&gt;dari pelajar universiti malaysia terengganu kepada pelajar universiti teknologi mara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sungguh, aku takut.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, bila fikir, &lt;b&gt;padan muka aku&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gatal sangat mohon nak masuk program itu.&lt;br /&gt;atas nama forensik.&lt;br /&gt;dengan harapan tak dapat sebab lain aliran.&lt;br /&gt;nah, kau dah dapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;padan muka&lt;/b&gt;, sekali lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soal rumah sewa hampir selesai.&lt;br /&gt;tunggu bakal teman serumah minta bayaran dan &lt;i&gt;confirm&lt;/i&gt; rumah mana yang akan diduduki.&lt;br /&gt;helaan nafas pertama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soal status aku sebagai graduan umt, masih samar samar.&lt;br /&gt;aku mula mendengar sisi dari pelbagai pihak.&lt;br /&gt;aku keliru.&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tahu kata siapa yang harus aku pegang.&lt;br /&gt;lantas, aku biarkan ia berlalu.&lt;br /&gt;kalau uitm ragu ragu, biar mereka yang pastikan.&lt;br /&gt;yang penting, yuran pengajian aku bayar. &lt;br /&gt;aku dah penat dengan birokrasi staf terhadap pelajar.&lt;br /&gt;biar pegawai sama pegawai selesaikan.&lt;br /&gt;helaan nafas kedua.&lt;br /&gt;masih tersekat, tapi aku redha dengan apa yang bakal mendatang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin lama, kelihatannya makin laju jam berputar.&lt;br /&gt;makin tinggi juga tahap gementar aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk tempat baru.&lt;br /&gt;suasana baru.&lt;br /&gt;rakan baru.&lt;br /&gt;dugaan baru.&lt;br /&gt;aku yang baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;aku harap ada pelangi di akhir jalan ini nanti&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8552570649610745739?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-3215772250926729179</id><published>2011-08-07T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T15:25:55.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>just for this once, why can't i get what i really wanted?&lt;br /&gt;why should be grateful to choose the second best?&lt;br /&gt;why, oh why does the best choice always come in &lt;b&gt;last&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish. sorry. i just need to get it out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3215772250926729179?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1947066089331184960</id><published>2011-08-05T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T15:51:14.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>kita dan fikiran.</title><content type='html'>hai.&lt;br /&gt;hari ni aku nak cakap pasal cara manusia berfikir.&lt;br /&gt;salah satu soalan yang aku dapat masa ujian minggu lepas menyentuh tentang cara orang berfikir.&lt;br /&gt;aku tulis setakat apa yang aku tahu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada macam macam cara.&lt;br /&gt;ikut perangai dan personaliti orang itu juga.&lt;br /&gt;manusia kan unik.&lt;br /&gt;ya, aku tahu hakikat itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada yang terlalu berfikir.&lt;br /&gt;bagaikan dengan berfikir itu, masalah yang ada boleh menjadi lebih mudah untuk diselesaikan.&lt;br /&gt;bila saja berdepan dengan pilihan, &lt;b&gt;dia takut&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dia terhenti. lama dia berhenti.&lt;br /&gt;berhenti untuk berfikir.&lt;br /&gt;jalan mana yang harus dipilih.&lt;br /&gt;mana baik buruknya setiap jalan yang dipilih.&lt;br /&gt;masa yang diambil sebagai pertimbangan itu terlalu lama, sehinggakan di kala orang lain telah berlalu pergi, dia tetap di situ.&lt;br /&gt;ada juga ketikanya, keputusan dibuat.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, selepas beberapa ketika, dia kembali ke persimpangan.&lt;br /&gt;dia kembali keliru. &lt;br /&gt;bagaikan tiada apa yang dibuat sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;membuang masa begitu sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;balik balik di situ juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada juga yang ibarat kanak kanak.&lt;br /&gt;tak mahu terbelit antara pilihan hidup. &lt;br /&gt;yang ingin bebas tanpa masalah.&lt;br /&gt;yang sudah terlalu selesa dengan kondisi diri yang sedia ada.&lt;br /&gt;tanpa niat untuk terus maju.&lt;br /&gt;dan takut andai suatu hari nanti mereka jatuh tersungkur.&lt;br /&gt;orang seperti ini tetap ada.&lt;br /&gt;nak tak nak, mereka tetap ada.&lt;br /&gt;bila di persimpangan, mereka tak tahu langsung apa yang patut dibuat.&lt;br /&gt;mereka perlu dorongan untuk terus ke hadapan.&lt;br /&gt;tapi sampai bila?&lt;br /&gt;lama lama katak bawah tempurung itu perlu keluar juga melihat dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;pada aku, kedua duanya pun ada baik buruknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;tapi lebih baik kalau kita cuba untuk sesuaikan dengan situasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takkanlah masalah remeh seperti cinta pun nak fikir macam dunia nak berakhir?&lt;br /&gt;susah sangat nak capai kata putus.&lt;br /&gt;dilema dalam diri sendiri je baru, belumpun dibawa keluar.&lt;br /&gt;tapi fikir punya dalam sampaikan kerja yang lebih penting terjejas.&lt;br /&gt;rasional tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan jangan pula keputusan untuk membawa perubahan pada diri, kita ambil remeh.&lt;br /&gt;macam bila dapat tawaran kerja, kita tolak bulat bulat.&lt;br /&gt;hanya sebab tawaran itu memerlukan kita berhijrah ke suatu tempat yang asing bagi kita.&lt;br /&gt;lalu, tanpa berfikir, terus kita memilih untuk kekal dalam zon selesa di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;berbaloi tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1947066089331184960?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/1947066089331184960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=1947066089331184960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>jeling jeling, pandang pandang.</title><content type='html'>hai.&lt;br /&gt;hari ni nak cerita sikit tentang pandangan.&lt;br /&gt;(erk. tiba tiba tak ada idea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. orang selalu cakap benda benda macam ni:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cinta pandang pertama &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dasar pandang ke timur &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jangan pandang belakang?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;aha. ok aku sedang merepek.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. penekanan harus dibuat ke atas bullet yang pertama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cinta pandang pertama&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang selalu cakap yang pandangan pertama itu penting dalam perhubungan sesama manusia.&lt;br /&gt;sebab pandangan pertama itulah yang akan buat penilaian terhadap seseorang itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;bila kita sesat, kita akan mendekati orang yang nampak macam peramah untuk tanya jalan. &lt;b&gt;betul tak?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;bila kita ada di suatu tempat yang kita tak biasa, pertama sekali kita akan tegur orang sebelah. itu pun kalau pandangan pertama kita terhadap orang tersebut membuat kita selesa untuk memulakan bicara. kalau tak, diam seribu bahasalah kita, doa banyak banyak supaya cepat dilepaskan pulang. &lt;b&gt;betul tak?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;bila kita nampak ada orang kacak/cun depan mata, mesti macam suka sangat sangat. pantang betul. hahaha. lepas tu mulalah, kita kata cinta pandang pertama. walaupun belum tentu pun itu cinta untuk kita. sebab tu keluar frasa minat/&lt;i&gt;crush&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;betoi dak??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua sebab kita pandang.&lt;br /&gt;kita rasa macam orang itu boleh terima kita.&lt;br /&gt;kita rasa macam orang tu macam boleh dibuat kawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi macam mana pula bila kita dapat peluang untuk mengenali orang dengan lebih dekat.&lt;br /&gt;mula mula tak kenal.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu jadi kawan.&lt;br /&gt;memang macam macam keluar.&lt;br /&gt;perangai yang kita tak tahu sebelum ni.&lt;br /&gt;sifat yang kita tak sangka akan ada pada orang itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin apa yang kita sangka pada pandangan pertama itu benar.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin juga salah.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin juga, lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daripada kawan, kita beralih kepada kawan rapat.&lt;br /&gt;ini memang tahap habis kenal dah ni.&lt;br /&gt;apa dia suka.&lt;br /&gt;siapa dia suka.&lt;br /&gt;macam mana nak buat dia ketawa.&lt;br /&gt;macam mana nak buat dia merajuk manja.&lt;br /&gt;macam mana nak cari gaduh dengan dia.&lt;br /&gt;sebab di akhirnya, kita tahu.&lt;br /&gt;walau macam mana pun, mereka tetap dekat di hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, kesimpulannya pada hari ini kawan kawan:&lt;br /&gt;pandangan pertama itu tak semestinya menceritakan segalanya tentang seseorang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ada banyak yang terselindung di sebalik pandangan pertama.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan sebab dia selalu bermuram durja, kita sangka dia tak nak berkawan dengan orang.&lt;br /&gt;lantas kita menjauhinya. &lt;br /&gt;kita tak tahu tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4353145294217703916?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4353145294217703916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4353145294217703916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4353145294217703916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4353145294217703916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/jeling-jeling-pandang-pandang.html' title='jeling jeling, pandang pandang.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-7370843093633093272</id><published>2011-08-02T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:43:52.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>rumah sewa.</title><content type='html'>hari ini aku nak buat iklan.&lt;br /&gt;jual diri kejap.&lt;br /&gt;erk, macam salah guna ayat je.&lt;br /&gt;tapi takpe lah.&lt;br /&gt;siapa yang tengah mencari orang untuk dibuat teman serumah, sila silalah hubungi aku okeh!&lt;br /&gt;perempuan sahaja, harap maklum.&lt;br /&gt;kawasan: shah alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam macam betul dugaan aku nak masuk uitm ni.&lt;br /&gt;macam tak nak bagi masuk je.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;mula mula yang&lt;i&gt; medical checkup&lt;/i&gt; nya.&lt;br /&gt;lepas itu dengan umt yang tak nak bagi aku tamat pengajiannya lagi.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu.&lt;br /&gt;yea. sekarang ini.&lt;br /&gt;aku tak dapat lagi rumah sewa.&lt;br /&gt;haishhh.&lt;br /&gt;aku merancang untuk menyemak dalam rumah bekas rakan sekelas aku sewaktu di matrikulasi.&lt;br /&gt;alang alang beliau dah lama menjadi penghuni uitm shah alam, aku minta tolong beliau.&lt;br /&gt;lantak lah masuk dengan kawan beliau sekalipun.&lt;br /&gt;asalkan aku ada rumah.&lt;br /&gt;tempat untuk berlindung dari panas dan hujan. cewah!&lt;br /&gt;tempat yang tak berapa nak jauh sangat dari uitm tu.&lt;br /&gt;maklumlah, kediaman sendiri berbatu jauhnya.&lt;br /&gt;walaupun sekarang dah banyak lebuh raya sampai semak aku tengok jalan kat rumah aku tu.&lt;br /&gt;takkan aku nak buat rumahku syurgaku macam bilik hotel kot?&lt;br /&gt;kalau asrama umt bolehlah. memang dah selalu aku buat.&lt;br /&gt;sampai sang teman sebilik boleh haru merajuk tahap dewa dengan aku.&lt;br /&gt;kenalah jadi baik sikit.&lt;br /&gt;(mentang mentang tempat dekat. hampeh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi masalah besar sekarang ini.&lt;br /&gt;sang kawan aku bersama rakan rakannya itu pun tak jumpa rumah untuk diduduki lagi.&lt;br /&gt;haishhh.&lt;br /&gt;lambat sikit, rumah pun kena kebas.&lt;br /&gt;adoi laaa.&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik 14/8 ni daftar semata mata.&lt;br /&gt;kelasnya dikhabarkan bakal bermula selepas raya.&lt;br /&gt;seperti juga pelajar lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, apa boleh buat?&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7370843093633093272?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/7370843093633093272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=7370843093633093272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7370843093633093272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7370843093633093272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/rumah-sewa.html' title='rumah sewa.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-8086133510357453693</id><published>2011-08-02T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:05:08.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>bedtime stories.</title><content type='html'>i often wondered why western movies often picture their children to be reading bedtime stories before falling asleep. finally, after 20 years, i came up with my own theory and medication, with &lt;b&gt;a twist&lt;/b&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having some trouble sleeping last night.&lt;br /&gt;i had &lt;b&gt;bounced around the room&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;making sure that i am tired enough to eventually fall to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;next, i tried &lt;b&gt;counting sheeps&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;this had worked when i was in hostels before.&lt;br /&gt;but, i guess since i am sleeping in my own room, the spell refuse to work its magic.&lt;br /&gt;i was stuck, clueless to what more can be done.&lt;br /&gt;then i &lt;b&gt;texted&lt;/b&gt; a friend.&lt;br /&gt;wished him a good night.&lt;br /&gt;he replied.&lt;br /&gt;and we went on and on.&lt;br /&gt;until..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i did fell asleep&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning, and there it was.&lt;br /&gt;two texts from him, never opened nor replied.&lt;br /&gt;that made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i have eventually found out, &lt;b&gt;reading loose materials before&amp;nbsp; you sleep actually helps to relax your mind&lt;/b&gt;. hence the popular bedtime stories. have you ever seen a horror bedtime story. i reckon you have not. one criteria of the stories, it must have &lt;b&gt;happy endings&lt;/b&gt;. right?&lt;br /&gt;that ease and calming motion of your brain would make it easier for the brain to shut down, and you falling asleep. even a text message helps. but don't talk serious stuffs, of course. that makes your brain even more stressed.&lt;b&gt; talk about your surroundings&lt;/b&gt;, for example. I, as a former future doctor, say&lt;b&gt; it works&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, dear ladies and gentlemen, in the world today, you can get so much to solve your tiny little problems using our oh-so-updated gadgets. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time&lt;b&gt; i'll try the story books&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but my kind of novels are usually the serious ones.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, we shall see to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8086133510357453693?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/8086133510357453693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=8086133510357453693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/8086133510357453693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/8086133510357453693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/bedtime-stories.html' title='bedtime stories.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-7139245879757701497</id><published>2011-08-01T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T18:09:21.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>IELTS.3</title><content type='html'>ini cerita hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;baru berlalu beberapa jam yang lalu.&lt;br /&gt;punyalah aku nak elak waktu puasa untuk buat kerja kerja macam ini.&lt;br /&gt;sekali kena ujian pada 1 ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;sangat takut sebab jadi calon pertama.&lt;br /&gt;dahlah aku tak tahu apa apa.&lt;br /&gt;malam tadi pun aku selak selak panduan belajar begitu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekali lagi, aku yang skema ini datang awal.&lt;br /&gt;kali ini waktu lapor diri 8.30, aku sampai 7.&lt;br /&gt;baik kan aku?&lt;br /&gt;pakcik &lt;i&gt;guard&lt;/i&gt; tu sampai tak benarkan aku menaiki lif pada waktu seawal itu sebab adanya&lt;i&gt; access card&lt;/i&gt; yang perlu digunakan.&lt;br /&gt;dia minta aku datang kembali pada 8.30 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;aku pun pusing pusing pusing lah di sekitar wisma selangor dredging itu.&lt;br /&gt;duduk pula berhadapan dengan &lt;i&gt;coffee bean&lt;/i&gt; dan &lt;i&gt;subway&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kalau ikut hati yang ingat puasa ni, dah lama aku sebat barang sebutir &lt;i&gt;sandwich&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini aku tak senaif sabtu.&lt;br /&gt;aku bawa telefon bimbit.&lt;br /&gt;merepeklah aku di &lt;i&gt;facebook&lt;/i&gt; sementara menunggu, menggunakan sepenuhnya kemudahan internet yang ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30 pagi, aku munculkan kembali diriku di blok selatan wisma.&lt;br /&gt;pakcik yang menegurku tadi tersenyum, lalu menahan sebuah lif untuk aku.&lt;br /&gt;waktu itu ramai juga yang ke tingkat dua, seperti aku.&lt;br /&gt;muka masing masing resah gelisah, seperti juga aku.&lt;br /&gt;sampai tingkat dua, semua tertanya tanya.&lt;br /&gt;pintu mana yang harus ditempuh.&lt;br /&gt;pintu mana yang harus diroboh. (hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;aku, sebagai penyibuk yang setia, seperti biasa menjengukkan diri di sebalik bilik.&lt;br /&gt;dan seperti biasa, orang di dalam meminta kami tunggu di luar sebelum pengumuman.&lt;br /&gt;dan kami tunggu, terus menunggu.&lt;br /&gt;hampir jam 9, barulah kami dipanggil masuk untuk pendaftaran.&lt;br /&gt;bag dan alatan lain perlu diletakkan di suatu tempat berasingan.&lt;br /&gt;seketika aku berada di bilik isolasi, aku dipanggil masuk ke dalam bilik penilaian.&lt;br /&gt;penilai aku seorang wanita.&lt;br /&gt;garang kelihatannya.&lt;br /&gt;terasa macam ingin memasuki bilik temuduga kerja.&lt;br /&gt;bezanya, aku bukan memohon untuk diberi pekerjaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ujian dimulakan dengan bahagian pertama.&lt;br /&gt;sesi pengenalan diri.&lt;br /&gt;aku ditanya apakah aku ingin menukar nama sekiranya mahu.&lt;br /&gt;aku ditanya apakah kesan warna terhadap diriku.&lt;br /&gt;lepas satu beban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahagian kedua.&lt;br /&gt;aku diberikan sebuah topik dan perlu membicarakannya selama 2minit.&lt;br /&gt;who would you like to meet in the news.&lt;br /&gt;asalnya aku ingin menjawab mohd asyraf hafiz @ aleesya farhana.&lt;br /&gt;aku tertarik untuk menyingkap di sebalik kisahnya.&lt;br /&gt;tapi idea tersekat selang beberapa saat.&lt;br /&gt;aku langsung membebel tentang nurul syuhada nurul ain.&lt;br /&gt;sang senior yang banyak diperkatakan di umt.&lt;br /&gt;risau aku, takut terlari dari tajuk.&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku hanya mampu tawakal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus ke bahagian tiga.&lt;br /&gt;beberapa soalan berkaitan berita dibincangkan.&lt;br /&gt;gosip.&lt;br /&gt;kebebasan berita pada hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;perbezaan media lampau dengan media moden.&lt;br /&gt;kelihatan penilaiku lama lama semakin mesra.&lt;br /&gt;beliau mula tersenyum dan ketawa mendengan setiap bait jawapanku.&lt;br /&gt;sekaligus meredakan sedikit keresahanku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian penilaian tamat.&lt;br /&gt;aku terkejut.&lt;br /&gt;masa dirasakan terlalu singkat.&lt;br /&gt;aku ucapkan terima kasih kepada orang yangg menilaiku, ambil barangku dan bergerak keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin aku telah terbiasa membuat pembentangan dengan melakukan pergerakan tangan yang banyak.&lt;br /&gt;hanya untuk mengurangkan gemuruh dalam diri.&lt;br /&gt;terbawa bawa ke hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;ya, aku perasan aku banyak membuat pergerakan tangan, terutamanya apabila ingin menetapkan pendirian.&lt;br /&gt;risau dibuatnya kalau kalau ia mampu mempengaruhi markah yang diberi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai di tingkat bawah, aku terlihat seorang gadis yang aku perasan menunggu bersama aku awal tadi.&lt;br /&gt;langsung aku tegur.&lt;br /&gt;dia juga seperti aku, lega terlepas satu lagi keresahan.&lt;br /&gt;dia perlukan keputusan ini untuk menyambung pelajarannya di universiti putra malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;aku terdiam.&lt;br /&gt;aku sangka hanya yang ingin keluar saja yang menduduki peperiksaan ini.&lt;br /&gt;nampaknya tidak.&lt;br /&gt;dia gadis yang agak peramah.&lt;br /&gt;sebaik ditegur, dia mula bertanyakan aku apa yang ditanyakan sewaktu ujian.&lt;br /&gt;kelihatannya dia ditanya lebih banyak soalan dariku.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, seperti aku, masa dirasakan terlalu laju bergerak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa boleh buat?&lt;br /&gt;ujiannya telah berlalu. &lt;br /&gt;hanya boleh tunggu dengan tawakal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12ogos2011.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keputusan dikeluarkan.&lt;br /&gt;aku lulus, aku gagal.&lt;br /&gt;terpulang pada keputusan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ini entri #400.&lt;br /&gt;barakah ramadhan, mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;ye ke? &lt;strike&gt;ada pulak nak kaitkan dengan ramadhan&lt;/strike&gt;. ish ish.&lt;br /&gt;400 kali aku merepek dalam belog ini.&lt;br /&gt;400 kali aku hidup, ketawa, menyayangi (&lt;i&gt;direct translation: live, laugh, love&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;400 kali percubaan untuk buat hidup aku seperti hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;400 kali, aku terus menanti.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7139245879757701497?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/7139245879757701497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=7139245879757701497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7139245879757701497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7139245879757701497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/ielts3.html' title='IELTS.3'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1060467669587223930</id><published>2011-08-01T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:49:13.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagging'/><title type='text'>GiveAway EdY : still beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://danielzaidi.blogspot.com/2011/07/giveaway-edy-still-beauty.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BUUn2Yd5ipY/Ti1lh742sLI/AAAAAAAADRo/Evg2dyK6R8E/s320/banner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://edyzaiditravel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITmeUsWSgmU/TfbA2JHLiXI/AAAAAAAADHg/ZXleq2Fd1ZE/s320/header.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;aha. tudiaaaa. satu lagi GA. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;dibawakan kepada aku oleh &lt;a href="http://asiahsukacontest.blogspot.com/"&gt;cik asiah najihah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;jom jom tengok apa kena buat.&lt;br /&gt;ayuhlah kita join sekaki, oyeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1. 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Tag at least seorang blogger lain dan make sure dieorg tahu...&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; | siapp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;aku tag &lt;a href="http://sharilaida.blogspot.com/"&gt;cik aida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;5. Tinggalkan link korang kat bahagian comment entry ni...&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; | siapp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f4cccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Tarikh tutup penyertaan pada 11.59 malam, 7 Ogos 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuhh. nasib baik aku tak cakap sirap.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;puasa beb. puasa!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1060467669587223930?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/1060467669587223930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=1060467669587223930' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1060467669587223930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1060467669587223930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/giveaway-edy-still-beauty.html' title='GiveAway EdY : still beauty'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BUUn2Yd5ipY/Ti1lh742sLI/AAAAAAAADRo/Evg2dyK6R8E/s72-c/banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-492513745276424336</id><published>2011-08-01T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T15:02:22.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>IELTS.2</title><content type='html'>okeh. maklumat am dah letak.&lt;br /&gt;sekarang kita imbas kembali ke hari sabtu.&lt;br /&gt;ujian mendengar, mambaca dan menulis.&lt;br /&gt;lokasi: corus hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku masuk sorang sorang. tak ada kawan pun.&lt;br /&gt;sampai pula tersangat awal. orang suruh datang jam 8 aku bantai sampai 7.30 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;tapi orang dah ramai masa tu.&lt;br /&gt;sampai sampai tingkat dua yang menuju ke ballroom, orang semua pakat pandang aku.&lt;br /&gt;aku pun terberhenti secara automatik kat tepi tangga tu.&lt;br /&gt;segan siot.&lt;br /&gt;dah la telefon bagai tak bawa.&lt;br /&gt;kononnya ikut arahan tak boleh bawa masuk apa apa barang dalam dewan periksa.&lt;br /&gt;sekali nak merepek untuk mengisi masa lapang pun tak boleh.&lt;br /&gt;waaaah. segansegansegan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jenguk kepala, selak pintu bilik pendaftaran, orang tu kata tunggu pengumuman dibuat.&lt;br /&gt;aku pun duduk depan pintu. (haha. penuh strategi tak?)&lt;br /&gt;sambil sambil tu aku pandang kelilling.&lt;br /&gt;ramai orang luar. orang malaysia berapa kerat je.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu ada seorang gadis ni tegur aku, tanya "tak nak ambil minuman ke?"&lt;br /&gt;aku pun kata tak nak, haaa cuak tak cuak aku masa tu. sampai minum air pun tak nak.&lt;br /&gt;dia pun buka cerita, dia kali kedua ambil ujian ni. nak pergi acheh katanya.&lt;br /&gt;tak sempat habis bercerita, orang dah panggil suruh mendaftar.&lt;br /&gt;sempat ucap selamat berjaya je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku masuk bilik pendaftaran itu, letak barang semua sekali (hanya sehelai kertas, okeh. punya skema aku hari itu.) lepas tu dapat nombor calon, aku masuk &lt;i&gt;ballroom&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;memang besar &lt;strike&gt;giletakpayahcakap&lt;/strike&gt; ah &lt;i&gt;ballroom&lt;/i&gt; tu. &lt;br /&gt;tempat aku di baris 8, tengah tengah &lt;i&gt;ballroom&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aku awal, jadi dalam setengah jam juga aku termangu mangu duduk.&lt;br /&gt;kejap bersila, kejap &lt;i&gt;posing&lt;/i&gt; ayu.&lt;br /&gt;kejap lepas tu main main pula dengan pensel dan pemadam yang disediakan. (sebab tu yuran mahal, alat tulis &lt;b&gt;cantik dan berkualiti&lt;/b&gt; rupanya.)&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu aku dah bosan yang teramat, aku pun mula skodeng nama orang orang sebelah aku.&lt;br /&gt;baris meja aku ada aku seorang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;memang haruslah berani&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kiri dan kanan aku dua dua lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;yang kiri melayu, yang kanan orang luar.&lt;br /&gt;yang kelakarnya, bagi menjamin ketelusan ujian, antara calon diletakkan penghadang yang besar.&lt;br /&gt;aku duduk di tengah, maka ada dua tembok &lt;strike&gt;besar china&lt;/strike&gt; berwarna putih di kiri dan kanan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak lama lepas tu, jejaka yang duduk sebelah kiri aku sampai.&lt;br /&gt;benda pertama yang dia tanya, nak pergi mana.&lt;br /&gt;benda ni orang yang nak keluar malaysia kan yang ambil, jadi aku pun gunakanlah kepandaian aku memusing ayat.&lt;br /&gt;mamat ni nak pergi sheffield, UK.&lt;br /&gt;ambil kursus kejuruteraan.&lt;br /&gt;ujian ini kali ketiga buatnya.&lt;br /&gt;dua kali tak menepati kriteria fakultinya. &lt;br /&gt;ini umpama peluang terakhir baginya.&lt;br /&gt;kerana dia hadir berpenaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persoalannya seterusnya, umur berapa.&lt;br /&gt;aku yang dari tadi kata baru nak ambik &lt;i&gt;degree&lt;/i&gt; terpaksa memusing ayat sekali lagi dengan menyatakan aku bakal menyambung pelajaran &lt;i&gt;masters degree &lt;/i&gt;pada usia 21.&lt;br /&gt;dia kelihatan kaget.&lt;br /&gt;haha. seperti kata orang yang dah biasa aku dengar, usia itu masih terlalu hijau.&lt;br /&gt;kami berbicara buat beberapa ketika lagi.&lt;br /&gt;sebelum pengawas peperiksaan akhirnya mengumumkan bahawa peperiksaan bakal bermula.&lt;br /&gt;aku tanyakan kepada dia di sebelah aku (tak sempat nak tanya nama, maaf), sebagai orang berpengalaman, kertas apa yang akan dimulakan dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;dia menjawab: &lt;i&gt;listening, reading&lt;/i&gt; dan akhirnya &lt;i&gt;writing&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;semua kertas berturut turut, tiada jarak antara tiga kertas itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pegang pensel, dan dengan lafaz bismillah, aku mula menjawab.&lt;br /&gt;jujur aku katakan, jika dibandingkan dengan MUET yang aku ambil di matrikulasi dahulu, ini dirasakan lebih mudah.&lt;br /&gt;kecuali &lt;i&gt;summary&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;terkejut aku bila baca soalan yang menyatakan ringkasan yang dibuat harus&lt;b&gt; melebihi 150 patah kata&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;maklumlah, orang yang ini selalunya buat ringkasan yang kurang dari 100 patah kata.&lt;br /&gt;terkalut juga aku nak tambah ayat untuk melengkapkan syarat itu.&lt;br /&gt;tapi keseluruhannya, kertas itu boleh tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan orang yang sempat aku kenal dalam tempoh singkat itu, datang dan berlalu pergi begitu saja.&lt;br /&gt;ish ish, rugi tak minta nombor telefon.&lt;br /&gt;akaun facebook pun tak menyempat. &lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-492513745276424336?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/492513745276424336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=492513745276424336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/492513745276424336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/492513745276424336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/ielts2.html' title='IELTS.2'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6171308014152457462</id><published>2011-08-01T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T14:23:08.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>IELTS</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum. hi.&lt;br /&gt;happy ramadhan everyone.&lt;br /&gt;so i've been loud on facebook in the past week, talking solely on one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;my IELTS test&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. so before i start my story telling on how it went during reading, listening and writing test on saturday as well as the speaking test today, i shall let you have a rundown on what the heck i will be talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/what_is_ielts/ielts.aspx"&gt;What is IELTS?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;IELTS is the International English Language Testing System which tests English proficiency across the globe.&amp;nbsp;Conducting&amp;nbsp;1.4 million tests globally, IELTS is the world’s most popular English testing system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; IELTS tests are held in &lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_centre_search.aspx"&gt;&lt;b&gt;over 500 centres&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/how_do_i_register/test_dates.aspx"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tests up to four times a month&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. IELTS respects international diversity and is fair to anyone who sits the test, regardless of nationality.&lt;br /&gt;You can choose from two types of IELTS test: &lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/what_is_ielts/academic_or_general_training.aspx"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Academic or General Training&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, depending on whether you want to study, work or migrate. Both modules are made up of four parts – Listening, Reading, Writing and Speaking. IELTS results are graded on the unique IELTS 9-band scale.&lt;br /&gt;To help you prepare, IELTS provides &lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/test_sample.aspx"&gt;&lt;b&gt;test samples&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/how_do_i_prepare.aspx"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Official IELTS Practice Materials&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The test covers the full range of ability from non-user to expert user. You are not limited in how many times you can sit the test.&lt;br /&gt;You can trust the quality and security of IELTS because it is managed by three reputable, international organisations: &lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/about_us.aspx"&gt;&lt;b&gt;British Council, IDP: IELTS Australia and the University of Cambridge ESOL Examinations (Cambridge ESOL)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/what_is_ielts/why_choose_ielts.aspx"&gt;Why choose IELTS?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;IELTS tests all four language skills – listening, reading, writing and speaking. The Speaking test is a face-to-face interview with a certified Examiner. It is interactive and as close to a real-life situation as a test can get.&lt;br /&gt;Research shows that IELTS motivates test-takers to develop real and well-rounded English rather than learning by rote. This means your understanding of English is improved and valid for real life in an English-speaking country.&lt;br /&gt;IELTS is owned by three reputable, international organisations. It has the highest quality control and security procedures. More than 6000 organisations, including many government departments and universities, rely on IELTS. The IELTS scoring system is recognised globally, giving you a truly international result.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/what_is_ielts/test_format.aspx"&gt;Test format&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IELTS is available in two test formats:&lt;/b&gt;Academic or General Training. All candidates take the same Listening and Speaking modules but different Reading and Writing modules.&lt;br /&gt;Listening, Reading and Writing must be completed in one day. Depending on your test centre, the Speaking test may be offered on the same day or up to a week before or after the other parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/what_is_ielts/academic_or_general_training.aspx"&gt;Academic or General Training&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The following definitions are to be used as a general guide only.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Academic – Institutions of Higher and Further Education&lt;/b&gt;The Academic format is, broadly speaking, for those who want to study or train in an English-speaking university or Institutions of Higher and Further Education. Admission to undergraduate and postgraduate courses is based on the results of the Academic test.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Training – for school, work or migration&lt;/b&gt;The General Training format focuses on basic survival skills in broad social and workplace contexts. It is typically for those who are going to English-speaking countries to do secondary education, work experience or training programs. People migrating to Australia, Canada and New Zealand must sit the General Training test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It should be noted that certain professions require an Academic test result for registration and migration purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/what_is_ielts/a_reliable_secure_test.aspx"&gt;A reliable, secure test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The IELTS nine (9) band score system grades scores consistently. It is secure, benchmarked and understood worldwide. Test materials are designed carefully so that every version of the test is of a comparable level of difficulty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: normal;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; IELTS Examiners are fully qualified and follow the IELTS standardised testing around the world. IELTS has a quality-controlled system of recruitment, training, benchmarking, certification and monitoring. IELTS markers are regularly monitored and tested every two years to retain their certification.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: normal;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Our test centres are managed by the British Council, IDP:IELTS Australia or by independent organisations that meet strict standards of quality, security and customer service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: normal;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; The free IELTS Test Report Form Verification Service enables universities and employers to authenticate test report forms and safeguards against fraudulent report forms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ielts.org/test_takers_information/what_is_ielts/special_needs.aspx"&gt;Special needs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you have a disability or condition which might require special arrangements, you should discuss it with your test centre as soon as possible. Each case is considered individually and you will need a medical certificate. Test centres need three months to put arrangements into place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special arrangements include the following:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Enlarged print and Brailled test papers, an amanuensis to write answers, a Braille word-processor – for those with visual difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Special amplification equipment, lip-reading version of the Listening module – for those with hearing difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Extra time for the Reading and Writing modules, use of a word processor – for those with learning difficulties (eg dyslexia).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;all information are adapted from www.ielts.org.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6171308014152457462?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6171308014152457462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6171308014152457462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6171308014152457462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6171308014152457462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/08/ielts.html' title='IELTS'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6684734416413802206</id><published>2011-07-24T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T11:47:15.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>transkrip oh transkrip.</title><content type='html'>bulan 6 hantar borang tuntut transkrip.&lt;br /&gt;sampai ke bulan 7 masih tak ada bayang.&lt;br /&gt;bulan 8 dah nak guna transkrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;haruskah aku kembali ke terengganu walau sebentar cuma?&lt;br /&gt;atau terus mengharap abang posmen tersayang tanpa rasa ragu.&lt;br /&gt;ish ish tak boleh jadi ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejap lagi nak petik petik kelopak bunga lah.&lt;br /&gt;terengganu. KL. terengganu. KL. terengganu. KL.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalaaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6684734416413802206?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6684734416413802206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6684734416413802206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6684734416413802206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6684734416413802206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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untuk mengaibkan mahupun mengutuk orang. hanya untuk pengajaran diri sendiri. kalau tak sudi nak terlibat. &lt;i&gt;i suggest you to &lt;b&gt;stay away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ada seorang kawan.&lt;br /&gt;hoh. masa dia susah punya datang merayu mintak tolong.&lt;br /&gt;bila dia senang, huh.&lt;br /&gt;dunia bagai dia yang punya.&lt;br /&gt;tak pandang dah kiri kanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;dia bising aku tak ajak dia keluar, padahal rumah dekat dekat je kan.&lt;br /&gt;aku ni pun rasa kesian lah dengan dia.&lt;br /&gt;ada satu hari tu, aku ajak dia keluar ke klcc. nak buat syarat je pun sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;dari pagi aku ajak, mula mula kata okay.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu tengah siap.&lt;br /&gt;sampai tengah hari, aku dah nak beransur ke pavilion, aku text dia. &lt;br /&gt;manalah tau dia tak ada kredit, tengah sesat tengah jalan ke apa.&lt;br /&gt;sekali katanya nak jumpa kawan dia.&lt;br /&gt;aku pun okey je la. dengan harapan lepas tu dia jumpa aku pula.&lt;br /&gt;nasib baiklah aku ada bawa teman seorang.&lt;br /&gt;kalau tak memang aku mengamuk kat situ juga.&lt;br /&gt;sebab sampai ke penghujung hari tak nampak batang hidung dia.&lt;br /&gt;text, lagi lah haram dia nak hantar.&lt;br /&gt;ucapan maaf, lagilah jauh.&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak apa. &lt;br /&gt;aku tak ada hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dia orang sibuk, aku tahu.&lt;br /&gt;tapi online macam penganggur lah juga.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini naik satu status.&lt;br /&gt;dalam status ni, dia tengah melayan seorang awek cun.&lt;br /&gt;aku, dengan keadaan nak emosikan beliau, menyemak lah di status itu.&lt;br /&gt;ingatkan ada nak balas ke apa.&lt;br /&gt;sekali, dia boleh langkau komen aku (tak berjawab lah maksudnya) hanya untuk menjawab komen sang awek ni.&lt;br /&gt;haha. mau aku tak sentap.&lt;br /&gt;sibuk sangat mencari cinta, sampai member sendiri rasa macam kena pijak kaw kaw punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah. aku tahu kau &lt;b&gt;bukan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; hot stuff&lt;/i&gt;. memang &lt;i&gt;out &lt;/i&gt;lah kalau nak kata &lt;i&gt;boyfriend material&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;nak ayat, ayat jugak. tapi janganlah sampai member kau buat buat pandang sebelah mata je. nak perah santan pun biarlah berpada pada. agak agak lah nak tinggal kawan pun.&lt;br /&gt;lelaki generasi Y memang macam ni ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk kamu: &lt;i&gt;dear&lt;/i&gt; encik &lt;i&gt;future bf&lt;/i&gt;, jangan buat macam ni tau. saya tak jeles. saya tahu awak ramai kawan. nanti kalau jeles sekalipun, saya gaduh gaduh manja je dengan awak. &lt;i&gt;ouh schweeett&lt;/i&gt;~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1591829906768152889?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-7673716947248838850</id><published>2011-07-23T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:38:05.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>pemeriksaan kesihatan. 2.</title><content type='html'>hari ini hari pengambilan xray!&lt;br /&gt;dan seperti yang dijangka, saya sihat.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;dan xray itu chantek!&lt;br /&gt;cuma rosak sikit sebab masa saya ambil, kawasan di sekitar sedang mengalami hujan yang agak lebat.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7673716947248838850?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/7673716947248838850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=7673716947248838850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7673716947248838850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7673716947248838850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/07/pemeriksaan-kesihatan-2.html' title='pemeriksaan kesihatan. 2.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-5178349086699153700</id><published>2011-07-21T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T17:26:45.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>pemeriksaan kesihatan.</title><content type='html'>aku sihat walafiat sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;tapi sebab uitm suruh aku lengkapkan borang pemeriksaan dia kan, maka dengan itu aku pun melangkahkan diri untuk berjalan jalan sekitar rumah aku.&lt;br /&gt;haha. zaman dulu dulu umt tak kisah nak guna khidmat klinik kerajaan atau swasta.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, sebab rumah aku dah ada pakar uitm kan, maka dengan itu beliau telah mencadangkan agar aku buat pemeriksaan di klinik kerajaan.&lt;br /&gt;kalau masa aku baru nak kenal umt dulu, aku main redah je masuk klinik mak cik aku suruh dia tandatangan borang. muahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;tiba tiba aku ter-rajin untuk menjadi skema kali ini.&lt;br /&gt;tapi klinik kerajaan dekat rumah aku ni tak ada xray.&lt;br /&gt;nak tak nak, dua klinik juga la aku nak kena masuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;klinik swasta&lt;br /&gt;aku nak pergi buat xray je pun. lupa pula nak bawa sekali borang. ingat tak payah, sebab nanti x-ray ada sekali laporan. haha. sekali sang pakar uitm masuk bawa borang aku yang ditinggalkan dalam kereta. dah kena sekali. lepas tu, aku boleh pula berlagak &lt;i&gt;oh-i'm-so-freakin-rich-and-famous&lt;/i&gt;, lupa minta duit dengan umi sebelum keluar. heh. padahal dalam dompet ada rm4 je, boleh dengan senang hati masuk klinik swasta. tak singgah atm, &lt;b&gt;tak sedar diri sungguh penganggur ni&lt;/b&gt;. ish ish tahap keberlagakan yang melampau tingginya. teeeet, kena lagi dengan kakak aku. hutang pula dengan dia. haish. sebelum ni, hasil xray di tempat yang sama hanya mengambil masa dalam dua jam. tiba tiba hari&amp;nbsp; ini dia kata esok baru siap. adoi. nak kata tak cukup kakitangan, ramai je yang beristirehat. nak kata&amp;nbsp; ramai pesakit, tempat tu kosong je aku tengok. nak tak nak esok jugalah baru boleh tengok xray yang kacak lagi sihat itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;klinik kerajaan.&lt;br /&gt;aha. ini lagi haru. aku dah la tak pernah pernah daftar sebagai pesakit (sebelum ni jadi tukang teman je. bukan tukang kebun okeh). masuk masuk dah blur bagai. orang di bahagian pendaftaran pula cakap dengan kelajuan 150km sejam (oke adik masuk sini, lepas tu masuk bilik tu, lepas tu check kat sana, fiuuuuu fiuuuuu~). mana aku nak ingat nak pegi mana pegi mana. akhir sekali, aku terbuang masa sebab tunggu macam baikgilaaaa dekat bilik doktor padahal masa tu kena pergi makmal. seterusnya, tandas di situ. waaah, jauh yang amat! &lt;i&gt;the lab was on one side of the building and the toilet was on the other side of the building, totally opposite each other&lt;/i&gt;. memang malu &lt;strike&gt;takpayahnakcakap&lt;/strike&gt; lah bila masa buat ujian urin. pegang cawan sambil jalan ke seberang. ngee~&lt;br /&gt;bila di akhirnya, jumpa doktor, doktor pula berkata, "eh, saya tak boleh &lt;i&gt;sign&lt;/i&gt; lagi borang ni. adik kena pergi ambil xray dulu. nanti hari isnin jumpa saya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~&lt;/b&gt; semaknya rasa hati! penat je aku lepak sejam++ dalam klinik tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;last last&lt;/i&gt; tak lengkap juga.&lt;br /&gt;grr, ikut hati, nak je aku buat &lt;i&gt;checkup&lt;/i&gt; kat klinik swasta tadi. senang sikit. tak payah nak ke sana ke mari.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;*nama klinik terpaksa dirahsiakan. aku kan skema. mana nak buat kerja kerja jahat ni. sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5178349086699153700?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5178349086699153700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=5178349086699153700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5178349086699153700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5178349086699153700'/><link rel='alternate' 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kembang semangkuk bagai.&lt;br /&gt;takkan nak beli kanta lekap kot?&lt;br /&gt;tak pun guna tali yang selalu nenek aku guna bila dia nak guna cermin mata beliau untuk membaca.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, okey juga~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish. tak boleh tak boleh. kena keluar juga nampak gayanya.&lt;br /&gt;cermin mata ini harus dibaiki.&lt;br /&gt;hilang identiti aku kalau tak guna.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3542337004059030802?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/3542337004059030802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=3542337004059030802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Mega Giveaway by Yana &amp; Cik Putih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeay yeay. beginilah rasanya menjadi penganggur kehormat di halaman rumah sendiri. ow yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oke. dah dua bulan aku bercuti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makin lama makin bosan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makin lama makin aku tak tahu dah nak buat apa dalam rumah ni. (haha padahal kemas rumah pun pemalas lagi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makin lama makin rindu nak kembali ke kelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makin lama mula berkira kira nak minta kerja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makin lama makin terasa nak keluar rumah, berjoli jolian (padahal sehabuk duit pun tak nampak bayang. haish.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jadi kesimpulannya, jadilah aku penanam anggur yang setia. hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bermain mainan di alam maya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;terima kasih daun keladi kepada &lt;a href="http://jieha89.blogspot.com/"&gt;cik asiah&lt;/a&gt; yang sudi mengetag aku dengan blog aku yang tak seberapa nak molek ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya adalah seorang &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;noob&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dalam bidang&lt;i&gt; givaway givaway&lt;/i&gt; ini semuaaaaa. salah silap harap sudi ajarkan. sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okeh. ucapan alu aluan: &lt;b&gt;selesai.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seterusnya, untuk memenuhi syarat dan peraturan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;cik syaza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ili-cherryblossom.blogspot.com/"&gt;cik tira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6592636094425947354?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6592636094425947354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6592636094425947354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6592636094425947354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6592636094425947354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/07/mega-giveaway-by-yana-cik-putih.html' title='Mega Giveaway by Yana &amp; Cik Putih'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ideWGRG9SOE/ThU0DM4tzPI/AAAAAAAABMo/jT0jDxQvzK0/s72-c/banner-mega-ga.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-3864818075947606362</id><published>2011-07-12T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T14:31:50.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>untunglah~</title><content type='html'>jabatan meteorologi malaysia menjangkakan bahawa cuaca baik di sekitar kuala lumpur hanya akan bertahan sehingga hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;esok, hujan dan ribut petir akan mula melanda kawasan tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;dan hari ini aku demam. eloklah sangat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam aku pergi merayap dengan kawan aku ke uitm shah alam.&lt;br /&gt;temankan minah tu beli transkrip beliau di fakulti undang undang.&lt;br /&gt;sebagai pemandu pelancong yang sangat hebat, beliau pun bawa aku pusing pusing satu uitm yang besar tak boleh nak cakap tu.&lt;br /&gt;baru aku teringat, keputusan permohonan aku ke uitm mungkin akan keluar dalam masa terdekat.&lt;br /&gt;sekali, aku buka portal uitm...&lt;br /&gt;nah, kan dah kena!&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybxMdo15ixM/Thvp3sqXC6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/W3I4yI2oviQ/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybxMdo15ixM/Thvp3sqXC6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/W3I4yI2oviQ/s320/Untitled.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impian pertama tercapai!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. tapi nama program sangat menakutkan.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, bolehlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey, impian seterusnya? &lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3864818075947606362?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/3864818075947606362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=3864818075947606362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3864818075947606362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3864818075947606362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/07/lovely-day.html' title='untunglah~'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybxMdo15ixM/Thvp3sqXC6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/W3I4yI2oviQ/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-5444908898724924787</id><published>2011-07-10T08:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T07:49:43.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>a little note for you.</title><content type='html'>dear you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm starting to fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why, because even i don't have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;for i'm now being pretty confused myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;b&gt;horror&lt;/b&gt;, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared for you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm terrified for myself.&lt;br /&gt;you know i am.&lt;br /&gt;this would definitely eat me alive.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want this to ruin us.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want this crazy thing called &lt;b&gt;love and lust&lt;/b&gt; to ruin that little lovely thing called &lt;b&gt;friendship&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;for being friends is already too much of a privilege to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm flying you this note.&lt;br /&gt;so that you'll know that the past, present and future are three different things.&lt;br /&gt;what's in the past should stay in the past.&lt;br /&gt;let the present and future bring surprise to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, for me to put away this &lt;b&gt;denial&lt;/b&gt; for good.&lt;br /&gt;be level-headed as i have always been.&lt;br /&gt;be where i always  have.&lt;br /&gt;make or break.&lt;br /&gt;i won't be asking anything from you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not taking chances.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget this mess and continue on with life.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please do remember this.&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be my bro&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; no matter how we are now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be happy for you, whenever you are.&lt;br /&gt;and, for what it's worth, i'll be here when you need me.&lt;br /&gt;no strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: sorry for whatever you may have heard from her. that wasn't intended. not at all. i knew i should&lt;b&gt; trust no one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5444908898724924787?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5444908898724924787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=5444908898724924787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5444908898724924787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5444908898724924787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-note-for-you.html' title='a little note for you.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6380151510793988044</id><published>2011-07-06T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:13:01.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>rabu tanpa kata.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSRTwneUzZNHO8hhFfOiBZMqdgDRWWc1ZDCxS1GUY-X5UCMuMCz" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSRTwneUzZNHO8hhFfOiBZMqdgDRWWc1ZDCxS1GUY-X5UCMuMCz" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6380151510793988044?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6380151510793988044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6380151510793988044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6380151510793988044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6380151510793988044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/07/rabu-tanpa-kata.html' title='rabu tanpa kata.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-3274656131850365371</id><published>2011-07-02T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T10:53:34.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>kosong tanpa makna.</title><content type='html'>hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;hari yang indah untuk keluar berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;hajat di hati nak pergi ke melawati. karnival sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;tapi &lt;i&gt;partner in crime&lt;/i&gt; yang dinanti masih belum dapat dihubungi.&lt;br /&gt;tidur mati agaknya.&lt;br /&gt;terbatal secara automatik nampak gayanya.&lt;br /&gt;terlepas lagi peluang untuk bertemu.&lt;br /&gt;bila lagi agaknya peluang itu datang lagi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C-dvTjK_07c" width="440"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;orang sekarang sangat pandai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so, is there a reason to be falling in love, for real&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;monolog untuk diri sendiri: hoi hoi hoi. pergi &lt;i&gt;study &lt;/i&gt;laaaa. bajet kau hebat sangat ke? &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; lagi 28 hari. nanti &lt;i&gt;password&lt;/i&gt; hilang di saat akhir baru gelabah kau nak mencari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog  untuk beliau: cukup cukuplah nak menipu tu. aku ni nampak macam tak  berapa nak pandai sangat ke sampai dengan senang hatinya kau taburkan  aku dengan penipuan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3274656131850365371?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/3274656131850365371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=3274656131850365371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3274656131850365371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3274656131850365371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/07/kosong-tanpa-makna.html' title='kosong tanpa makna.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/C-dvTjK_07c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-3313777744705644803</id><published>2011-07-01T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T18:20:07.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>living on assumptions.</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;for starters. i &lt;b&gt;absolutely do not like&lt;/b&gt; living on assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;it drives me nuts. &lt;br /&gt;because we simply can't pretend that we're some sort of &lt;b&gt;mind readers&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we know &lt;b&gt;exactly&lt;/b&gt; what others think of us. &lt;br /&gt;and i absolutely have &lt;b&gt;no clue&lt;/b&gt; on how to read people (somebody teach me,&lt;b&gt; please&lt;/b&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are human.&lt;br /&gt;only few are gifted.&lt;br /&gt;not us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tapi kan. dalam hidup ni, terlalu ramai yang berpura pura.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ramai bermuka muka.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan ramai juga yang berselindung di sebalik bayang bayang.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bila terperangkap, ramai juga berdiam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;buat yang lain tertanya tanya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;spekulasi pun mula tersebar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan dia yang berdiam terus terusan mendiamkan diri.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tanpa ada rasa untuk meluah kata kata.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; hard to say the truth?&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to be honest? with others? with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lepas tu kan. bila kita tak tahu, kita mula mengandaikan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mungkin dia begitu. mungkin dia begini.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;segalanya mungkin&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lalu berterusan dan berlanjutan kita hidup dengan andaian yang memuaskan hati kita.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;percaya dengan kicauan burung yang ingin andaian itu menjadi kenyataan. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hingga sampai suatu hari itu, bila segalanya terbongkar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan &lt;b&gt;kenyataan itu menyakitkan&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lalu kita menyesali tanggapan terdahulu dan terus dengan andaian seterusnya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kita hanyut dalam andaian demi andaian.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hingga kita lemas, sesak nafas dan akhirnya tertanya:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;bagaimana agaknya jika masa diputar kembali?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, it's all going to be &lt;b&gt;too late&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we are not God to turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;we move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i ask you.&lt;br /&gt;is it so hard to just come clean and tell the &lt;b&gt;truth&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of your heart. to ask that heart what it really feels.&lt;br /&gt;not from your brain. that is schematic enough to manipulate words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ikhlas dari hati.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;itu yang dicari.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sekian.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;monolog untuk mereka: entahlah. ramai sangat kawan aku kena macam ni. buat andaian andaian andaian, akhirnya mereka kecewa sendiri. aku pun pernah kena. harap tak berulang kembali.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3313777744705644803?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/3313777744705644803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=3313777744705644803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3313777744705644803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3313777744705644803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/07/living-on-assumptions.html' title='living on assumptions.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1954296301339412198</id><published>2011-07-01T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:15:49.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>ceritera aku dan abang posmen.</title><content type='html'>haha. tajuk mungkin agak menakutkan sedikit.&lt;br /&gt;meh sini aku nak cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ni pelik. (haha. ok. mungkin itu adalah satu fakta yang memang telah diketahui umum.)&lt;br /&gt;salah satu perangai pelik aku ialah..... (jeng jeng. buat macam hagemaru sikit. lalalaaa~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;aku sangat suka tunggu depan pintu rumah hanya untuk posmen datang&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bukannya aku tahu pun siapa posmen yang datang rumah aku tu kan&lt;strike&gt; sebab dia pakai helmet, mana nak nampak muka. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mana nak tahu dia kacak ke tidak.&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku tunggu juga.&lt;br /&gt;lagi lagi masa zaman muda remaja tunggu keputusan SPM dulu dulu. (&lt;strike&gt;eh, saya muda remaja lagi lah!&lt;/strike&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;ingat tak korang, lepas SPM mulalah banyak surat datang. surat dari kolej swasta, surat dari IPTA, surat dari matrikulasi, surat dari sekolah korang, dan surat &lt;strike&gt;ajak buat hutang&lt;/strike&gt; dari PTPTN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boleh pula aku nak kecewa kalau dia tak singgah rumah aku hantar surat. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;sampai merajuk bagai.&lt;br /&gt;tengok? betapa sayangnya aku dengan beliau itu. &lt;br /&gt;dia je tak tahu aku sayang bangat sama dia.&lt;br /&gt;ish ish ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan perangai &lt;strike&gt;tak berapa nak senonoh&lt;/strike&gt; ini berterusan sampai sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;ye. aku masih terlompat lompat macam dulu kalau dengar bunyi motor abang posmen tu lalu.&lt;br /&gt;haish. inilah akibatnya bila aku bosan menganggur. &lt;br /&gt;harap maklum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://copies-of-love-letters.blinkweb.com/uploads.00121813/00110522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://copies-of-love-letters.blinkweb.com/uploads.00121813/00110522.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ada orang nak bagi aku surat chenta? ^^&lt;br /&gt;jeles ni. aku jeles. ahaha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;oke. abang posmen dah bunyi tu.&lt;br /&gt;bai!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1954296301339412198?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear you, stop stealing my heart away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahahahah. &lt;b&gt;i wish&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enrique iglesias and taio cruz. both i love. hee~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5859582381403309901?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5859582381403309901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=5859582381403309901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5859582381403309901'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>langkah pertama itu.</title><content type='html'>dua bulan aku menjadi pemalas tegar di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini baru bersemangat untuk memulakan langkah seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;impak dari sabtu dan ahad, mungkin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingat lagi entri &lt;a href="http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/05/ini-hanya-sebuah-pertanyaan.html"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. mungkin aku kekal di malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;langkah pertama telah dibuat.&lt;br /&gt;hanya menghitung hari untuk menerima keputusan.&lt;br /&gt;sama ada diterima atau ditolak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin juga aku keluar dari malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;langkah pertama juga telah dibuat.&lt;br /&gt;aku mendaftarkan diri sebagai pelajar &lt;i&gt;british council&lt;/i&gt; siang tadi.&lt;br /&gt;menanti hari untuk menduduki peperiksaan IELTS atau &lt;i&gt;international english language testing system&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sebuah lagi peperiksaan bahasa inggeris selepas MUET yang telah aku ambil ketika di matrikulasi.&lt;br /&gt;rasa takut pun ada.&lt;br /&gt;mulanya aku berhajat untuk mengambil kursus persediaan terlebih dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;untuk mengingatkan kembali betapa seronoknya kelas bahasa inggeris bagi aku.&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku mengambil jalan lain dengan terus menempah tarikh peperiksaan setelah diyakinkan oleh wakil british council semasa ekspo di midvalley agar tidak mengambil kursus tambahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 julai 2011&lt;/b&gt;. itu tarikh bagi ujian mendengar, membaca dan menulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;speaking test&lt;/i&gt;? belum pasti tarikhnya.&lt;br /&gt;aku hanya akan diberitahu seminggu sebelum tarikh ujian.&lt;br /&gt;kini aku perlu mula belajar sendiri dengan panduan dan pautan yang telah disediakan pihak &lt;i&gt;british council&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;30 hours of self-tutoring&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kini aku kembali bergelar pelajar&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7885159396213306148?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/7885159396213306148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=7885159396213306148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7885159396213306148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7885159396213306148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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by.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. really i do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i have no idea what this heart is telling me nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gila tak&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;yes. this holiday is making me insane, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-559281197943573961?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/559281197943573961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=559281197943573961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/559281197943573961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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manners, kids.</title><content type='html'>hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i'm saying that i am flawless when it comes to manners.&lt;br /&gt;but it bugs me to see people claiming that they &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; have manners, actually slip up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. today i went to an educational expo in midvalley.&lt;br /&gt;it was horrible, at first.&lt;br /&gt;the commuter was stuck somewhere along the way.&lt;br /&gt;and i made my friend wait for me. for a whole one hour.&lt;br /&gt;i apologized.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not perfect. i know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, the both of us saw a horrific, tragic scene at the station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sudahlah masuk kereta api yang mampat macam tin sardin&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and they were pushing to get out, as if the fire alarm had just been set off.&lt;br /&gt;and instead of having like 5 exits, only 2 was working.&lt;br /&gt;1 for ticket, another for touch and go.&lt;br /&gt;and, being the fact that there were a whole bunch of people cramming there, many of us just couldn't say which is which.&lt;br /&gt;and that ended up with many people cutting queues etc.&lt;br /&gt;and to sum up, a lady got stuck on the gate.&lt;br /&gt;just because her ticket could not be accepted.&lt;br /&gt;and the lady behind her followed suit (&lt;i&gt;dia lompat atas palang&lt;/i&gt;. haish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next. the surau.&lt;br /&gt;it has been already a fact that midvalley is packed on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;and i have been walking round and round the convention centre, looking for postgraduate opportunities, which is very little, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;so i was puzzled to see a lot of ladies in the surau. it was 3pm (approximately).&lt;br /&gt;i just thought that the surau would be &lt;strike&gt;empty&lt;/strike&gt; by then.&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong. &lt;b&gt;damn wrong&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it was still packed.&lt;br /&gt;as i enter the surau, i went straight to the ablution area, since i figured that i would be no good if i put my bag first (i'm worried with the safety of my prized possession, mind you.)&lt;br /&gt;okay. here comes the mean part.&lt;br /&gt;there were three pipes at the ablution area, and all three have queues, one lady after another.&lt;br /&gt;only one have that extra long line.&lt;br /&gt;so i figured, why not just go in the shorter queue?&lt;br /&gt;so i did.&lt;br /&gt;then i hear this loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;tak reti reti ke nak beratur kat belakang. dah tak nampak orang panjang beratur&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/blockquote&gt;i think that was intended for me. &lt;strike&gt;i think&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;how would i know that?&lt;br /&gt;i was just in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan orang beratur sampai ke ruang solat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mestilah aku ingat mereka beratur sebab nak tunggu giliran untuk solat&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and if i was really in the wrong party in this situation, couldn't the tone and language be softer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;menyindir baik punya&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i guess if she has a blog, i would be &lt;b&gt;smashed&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;real hard&lt;/strike&gt; in her entry today.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for my poker face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next. while we were going back.&lt;br /&gt;i finally had the opportunity to go in the ladies coach (excited!)&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;the thing that ruined a moment &lt;strike&gt;big time&lt;/strike&gt; was that, there were&lt;b&gt; men&lt;/b&gt; going in and out of that particular coach.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it has been clearly stated on the body of coach that it was a &lt;b&gt;ladies&lt;/b&gt; coach!&lt;br /&gt;what are they, transgender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sanggup pula berebut dengan keadaan diri yang terlebih unik dalam koc tu&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, today was absolutely &lt;b&gt;awesome.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorrow will be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;div 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href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/06/rabu-tanpa-kata.html' title='rabu tanpa kata.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8dFTtnThVA/TNJbP0Ek5fI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/a5kgsGxVByw/s72-c/fever-t11754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4087900366705530716</id><published>2011-06-21T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T00:11:15.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>sebulan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;hari ini genap sebulan aku tinggalkan bumi terengganu&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;nak cakap itu je. kering idea ini hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;peace&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4087900366705530716?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4087900366705530716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4087900366705530716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4087900366705530716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4087900366705530716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/06/sebulan.html' title='sebulan.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-5263078539432893504</id><published>2011-06-19T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:22:34.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>tarikh penting. 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy father's day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami dah wish minggu lepas. ye, seminggu awal.&lt;br /&gt;dah sambut juga. seminggu lebih awal. &lt;br /&gt;gara gara aku yang terlebih semangat.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini dah hilang idea nak buat apa. &lt;br /&gt;macam tahu je hari ni nak kena marah.&lt;br /&gt;yup, kena marah.&lt;br /&gt;terus macam dah hilang semangat.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, biasalah.&lt;br /&gt;anak anak gadis abah saya ni memang selalu buat abah saya kena darah tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;terutama yang ini.&lt;br /&gt;haish. masih memikirkan cara untuk mengatasi.&lt;br /&gt;haha. tapi rasa macam tak boleh je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love you daddy, no matter what.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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3.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4950899231114894609</id><published>2011-06-18T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T11:30:13.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>how time flies.</title><content type='html'>it's the middle of june already.&lt;br /&gt;yet, it still feels like i was just starting holidays.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4950899231114894609?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4950899231114894609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4950899231114894609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4950899231114894609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4950899231114894609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-time-flies.html' title='how time flies.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-190654985643778888</id><published>2011-06-18T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T11:28:37.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>kepelikan.</title><content type='html'>ini salah satu sebab kenapa aku malas nak buka benda benda yang melibatkan chat.&lt;br /&gt;ini cerita bila tiba tiba ada seorang kenalan datang menyapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kenalan &lt;/b&gt;okey.&lt;br /&gt;jumpa baru sekali.&lt;br /&gt;nak kenal lebih pun tak sempat.&lt;br /&gt;sebab dia datang dan pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;dia: kenal sy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;aku: mstila knal. hehe. [klu tentang siapa dia. teeeetttt~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;dia: hahahaha. apa kbr? sihat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;aku: sy ok je. hehe. awk ape crite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;dia: sihat jgk... hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;rindu sy tak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;nampak tak ayat yang aku bold kat atas tu? &lt;b&gt;nampak taaaaakk&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;ish ish orang zaman sekarang. cepat sangat nak kata rindu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wtf&lt;/i&gt; lah kan baru jumpa sekali nak kata rindu.&lt;br /&gt;dah jumpa hari hari pun belum tentu aku nak kata rindu.&lt;br /&gt;haish. apa nak jadi?&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-190654985643778888?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/190654985643778888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=190654985643778888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/190654985643778888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/190654985643778888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/06/kepelikan.html' title='kepelikan.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-3329825621426766000</id><published>2011-06-17T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:05:52.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>aku boleh grad! [entri tertangguh]</title><content type='html'>haha. ini entri memang dah lama &lt;b&gt;terpendam&lt;/b&gt;. nasib baik aku tak padam.&lt;br /&gt;tak sempat nak publish sebab banyak masa digunakan dengan semaksima mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;hari ini keputusan peperiksaan bagi uitm dah keluar.&lt;br /&gt;kakak aku tak nak tengok dia punya. cuak punya pasal. haish.&lt;br /&gt;aku punya?&lt;br /&gt;dah berkurun keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;here goes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i present you, my &lt;b&gt;final exam results&lt;/b&gt;, being an undergraduate in umt&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWSeexgmmb8/TftXJRyiwjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/jOd81RxeR1w/s1600/rsult.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nampak macam sangat kurang cantik.&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak mengapalah.&lt;br /&gt;sekurang-kurangnya aku bergraduat dengan &lt;i&gt;second class upper&lt;/i&gt; (eh, betul ke? hehe. aku kurang arif tang kelas kelas ni). &lt;br /&gt;demm, kalau &lt;i&gt;first class &lt;/i&gt;sedap juga sebenarnya, tak payah nak bayar balik duit pt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang tunggu konvo bulan 10.&lt;br /&gt;ke mana hala tuju aku, masih samar lagi. haha.&lt;br /&gt;(padahal tengah pemalas nak mohon. ish ish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3329825621426766000?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/3329825621426766000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=3329825621426766000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3329825621426766000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3329825621426766000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/06/entri-tertangguh-aku-boleh-grad.html' title='aku boleh grad! [entri tertangguh]'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1788346292073928946</id><published>2011-06-16T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T13:51:00.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>tarikh penting. 2.</title><content type='html'>hari ini &lt;i&gt;birthday&lt;/i&gt; abah saya!&lt;br /&gt;dan kembarnya jugaaa~&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan disebabkan kami sekarang sangat rajin membako (sebab ketiadaan pekerjaan lain yang mampu dibuat), kami buat kek. &lt;b&gt;kek red velvet&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dah tak main dah beli beli sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;dan lama lah juga aku tak sumbat entri masak memasak dalam belog ini. hee~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOWnkKlBeZY/TfroicWP3hI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-PWybfW-loU/s1600/IMG_1143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOWnkKlBeZY/TfroicWP3hI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-PWybfW-loU/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;tingkat tingkat kek yang ada&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLwsMWDYHM4/Tfrop23_tuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/vIRvwIsJnjs/s1600/IMG_1154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLwsMWDYHM4/Tfrop23_tuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/vIRvwIsJnjs/s320/IMG_1154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;letak cheese ising di tengahnya&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9A5G69jYlsY/TfroxhuWPlI/AAAAAAAAAZo/T6VsgfKKBRI/s1600/IMG_1156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9A5G69jYlsY/TfroxhuWPlI/AAAAAAAAAZo/T6VsgfKKBRI/s320/IMG_1156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;letak lagi satu tingkat. heh.&lt;br /&gt;nampak macam dorayaki. comelllll~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sh3cL8LsgmU/Tfro6PT2KOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vBmKb-wtZqo/s1600/IMG_1171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sh3cL8LsgmU/Tfro6PT2KOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vBmKb-wtZqo/s320/IMG_1171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan akhir sekali&lt;i&gt;, the finishing touch&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;hari ini juga, banyak benda pelik jadi. khas untuk hari jadi abah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejutan 1: aku buka pintu rumah. tiba tiba kelihatan bungkusan bekas nasi dan kuah di atas pagar. aku tengok kiri. tengok kanan pula. tak ada orang. aku tengok plastik tu. macam sedap je bau. tapi tak berani nak ambil. takut tiba tiba nanti ada orang tekan loceng, kata "assalamualaikum. ada nampak tak bekas nasi tadi? pakcik punya tu, tadi tumpang kejap atas pagar." HAHAHAHA. last last, kawan abah yang bagi, untuk hari jadi beliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejutan 2: abah breakfast dengan roti sardin. selalunya beliau akan makan capati. hehe. ini tak terkejut lah kat dia kan. aku yang terkejut. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejutan 3: awek jual surat khabar tepi jalan yang selalu kami singgah tiba tiba cuti. aik? dia pun tau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejutan 4: kami belikan jam tangan untuk beliau. dah tak ada idea mau membeli apa. pusing punya pusing &lt;i&gt;wangsa walk&lt;/i&gt; semalam, tak jumpa yang berkenan di hati.&lt;i&gt; last last&lt;/i&gt; jam juga kami beli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy 46th daddy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1788346292073928946?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOWnkKlBeZY/TfroicWP3hI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-PWybfW-loU/s72-c/IMG_1143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6019266712278401360</id><published>2011-06-14T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:45:49.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>tarikh penting.</title><content type='html'>hari ini, 14 jun.&lt;br /&gt;hari jadi seorang yang termasuk dalam kategori manusia yang paling saya sayang dalam dunia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; kekasih gelap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; abang yang bukan lahir seibu mahupun sebapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my mother's&lt;/i&gt; calon menantu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;punch bag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my boyfriend, in times of need. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia orang yang saya telefon bila tertekan dengan &lt;i&gt;study&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia orang yang saya &lt;i&gt;text&lt;/i&gt; bila inginkan penyelesaian tentang lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;dia orang yang temankan saya merepek bila tak ada kerja membina yang perlu dibuat. &lt;br /&gt;dia orang yang akan sedaya upaya menculik saya keluar rumah hanya untuk lepak dengan dia waktu cuti. &lt;br /&gt;dia akan jadi antara orang pertama yang akan saya kenalkan dengan&lt;i&gt; special friend&lt;/i&gt; saya (sebab dia tak pernah dapat yakinkan saya tentang cinta. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253907_2133568698340_1219737158_4507590_4756349_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253907_2133568698340_1219737158_4507590_4756349_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;us. recently.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy 22nd &lt;/i&gt;sayang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;have fun&lt;/i&gt; bersama orang tersayang (&lt;i&gt;meaning my&lt;/i&gt; bakal kakak ipar lah, &lt;i&gt;of course&lt;/i&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;monolog untuk mereka: &lt;i&gt;who says platonic relationships dosen't work&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6019266712278401360?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6019266712278401360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6019266712278401360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6019266712278401360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>terdiam tanpa kata.</title><content type='html'>aku keliru dengan aku. dengan kata kata aku.&lt;br /&gt;banyak yang ingin diceritakan.&lt;br /&gt;tapi belum mampu aku ungkapkan.&lt;br /&gt;baik aku diam.&lt;br /&gt;baik aku jauh.&lt;br /&gt;baik aku pergi.&lt;br /&gt;sebelum apa apa terjadi. walau apa pun yang terjadi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sorry. i just need to get myself straight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8v_4O44sfjM" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7813719384899706639?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5925101340742053280?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5925101340742053280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=5925101340742053280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5925101340742053280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5925101340742053280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/05/boo.html' title='boo!'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1078588066035399074</id><published>2011-05-28T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T15:29:18.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>ini hanya sebuah pertanyaan.</title><content type='html'>pendek je nak merepek. petang petang nan mendung ni, daripada tidur baik aku merepek.&lt;br /&gt;aku dah terlebih tidur semalam dan pagi tadi.&lt;br /&gt;sebab tak boleh pergi putrajaya.&lt;br /&gt;sedih tak dapat nak pergi karnival belia tu.&lt;br /&gt;walaupun macam dah dekat dengan rumah.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, 'macam' je lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;tetap jauh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke, kembali kepada tajuk.&lt;br /&gt;apa kata awak kalau tiba tiba saya dapat tawaran sambung &lt;em&gt;masters&lt;/em&gt; di luar negara?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just a thought&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tapi sedih lah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;just&amp;nbsp;thinking of it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sila komen tau, nak juga tahu apa kata kawan kawan saya ni.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru duduk kL dah rindu macam dah 10 tahun tak jumpa, kalau saya makin jauh?&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1078588066035399074?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/1078588066035399074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=1078588066035399074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1078588066035399074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1078588066035399074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/05/ini-hanya-sebuah-pertanyaan.html' title='ini hanya sebuah pertanyaan.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-71180806783889548</id><published>2011-05-28T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T07:55:35.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>blink 182 - i miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2PvaTiv7tlk" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss you. &lt;em&gt;sangat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-71180806783889548?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/71180806783889548/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2PvaTiv7tlk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-8663326648297111037</id><published>2011-05-27T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:43:40.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>as i miss you so.</title><content type='html'>haha. baru sekejap aku tinggalkan umt.&lt;br /&gt;dah rindu orang orang di tempat itu.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, penangan tiga tahun menetap kat situ kan?&lt;br /&gt;tentu ada kesannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selepas ini rutin pasti bertukar.&lt;br /&gt;tiada lagi lepak di tengah malam.&lt;br /&gt;tiada lagi sengsara di medan kuliah.&lt;br /&gt;tiada lagi berlari larian di makmal dan fakulti.&lt;br /&gt;tiada lagi semua itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana agaknya keadaan jika aku tiada di sana suatu ketika dulu?&lt;br /&gt;ketika aku waktu itu membenci pilihanku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;dan menolak pilihan yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;membenci tempat jauh yang menjarakkan aku dengan impianku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no. i'd rather not think about that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm just glad i was there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'm missing every moment&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8663326648297111037?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/8663326648297111037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4231185644531620382</id><published>2011-05-27T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T18:32:55.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>we are special.</title><content type='html'>yes. i do think so. look around.&lt;br /&gt;you don't get to see your clone walking&amp;nbsp;near you&amp;nbsp;(unless you were born as identical twins, of course.)&lt;br /&gt;we see different looks, different attitudes, different prespectives, different cultures.&lt;br /&gt;everythings seems to be different.&lt;br /&gt;none familiar to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about attitudes:&lt;br /&gt;why are people killing each other?&lt;br /&gt;why are there suicide each day?&lt;br /&gt;i have no answer to that.&lt;br /&gt;and neither do you.&lt;br /&gt;only they know why they are doing that to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about being suicidal:&lt;br /&gt;most suicides i've read in the news nowadays are due to love.&lt;br /&gt;in particular, because of breakups. &lt;br /&gt;boyfriends leaving girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends leaving boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;because of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tell you what, &lt;br /&gt;a couple is, by nature, strangers.&lt;br /&gt;they have no blood relations whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;only emotionally related. &lt;br /&gt;that, if it is really true or just you being blinded by your heart.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll ask again, is it really worth it for you to die just because of these strangers that left you?&lt;br /&gt;and if you die, won't there be people who is going to be really say for your stupid actions?&lt;br /&gt;don't you love your family better?&lt;br /&gt;don't you love yourself better?&lt;br /&gt;don't you love God better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you disagree with me and you fell the crucial need for you to die soon enough, then be my guest.&lt;br /&gt;even people with fatal disease would wish they hadn't got them.&lt;br /&gt;so why should you pray to die when it's not your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might say i've never really been in this situation, so where's my right to say this all, right?&lt;br /&gt;sure, i don't have the right. &lt;br /&gt;but i care about people surrounding me and it makes me nervous that my circle is talking about this subject. it makes me worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtkVp2ahczk/Td8xVBQIiYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/6DkmBJYijnc/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtkVp2ahczk/Td8xVBQIiYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/6DkmBJYijnc/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;love is complicated&lt;br /&gt;love is subjective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love can be bliss&lt;br /&gt;love can be destructive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all depends on you. choose when you think it's best for you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;one breakup does not mean the end of your world. &lt;br /&gt;it just means that it is time for you to find a better guy.&lt;br /&gt;the limelight should be on you, not on your significant other.&lt;br /&gt;love God, love you, love the people who love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i leave the math for you to solve.&lt;br /&gt;see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course. i'm nobody to judge people's actions.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a normal human being.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4231185644531620382?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4231185644531620382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4231185644531620382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4231185644531620382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4231185644531620382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>sang harta karun</title><content type='html'>hari ini kemas bilik.&lt;br /&gt;masukkan rak baju baru.&lt;br /&gt;sebab aku baru sedar yang baju aku sangat melampau banyaknya.&lt;br /&gt;bertimbun timbun aku angkut dari umt.&lt;br /&gt;sambil tukar langsir baru.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sambil sambil kemas tu, tiba tiba terjumpa diari zaman sekolah menengah dan matrikulasi.&lt;br /&gt;haha. memang nostalgia habis.&lt;br /&gt;terharu. &lt;br /&gt;sebab zaman inilah zaman aku yang paling gelap dan paling &lt;i&gt;self-destructive&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aku yang paling &lt;i&gt;emo&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;memang masa ni keadaan otak aku sangat tertekan.&lt;br /&gt;sebab banyak perkara yang betul betul buat aku &lt;i&gt;push my limits&lt;/i&gt; terjadi masa ini.&lt;br /&gt;aku tulis banyak puisi masa ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;well&lt;/i&gt;, masa universiti mana nak tulis lagi benda benda ni semua.&lt;br /&gt;sibuk lah katakan.&lt;br /&gt;nak buat pun asal sebaris dua je. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila baca balik semua puisi yang pernah aku coretkan, teringat kembali zaman itu.&lt;br /&gt;sebak di hati muncul.&lt;br /&gt;aku tak sangka aku mampu lepas dari zaman itu.&lt;br /&gt;sebab aku pernah sangka yang aku boleh ditelan oleh zaman itu.&lt;br /&gt;zaman aku jumpa macam ragam orang.&lt;br /&gt;zaman aku paling naif sebab baru keluar dari perlindungan rumah aku.&lt;br /&gt;zaman aku paling banyak kena tikam belakang.&lt;br /&gt;zaman aku mula mengenal erti cinta, rindu dan persahabatan.&lt;br /&gt;zaman aku dihampiri kekecewaan dan desakan. &lt;br /&gt;tapi walau semua ini terjadi, aku tetap cepat bersangka baik dengan orang. sampai sekarang pun.&lt;br /&gt;itu yang pelik. sangat pelik. melampau lampau kepelikannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes, past memories can drive us to a better life in the future&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;all we have to do is&lt;b&gt; believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;as simple as that&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3431319636437841543?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/3431319636437841543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=3431319636437841543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3431319636437841543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/3431319636437841543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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terengganu.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for that. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;though i don't think i'm ready enough to go back. not just yet.&lt;br /&gt;but don't worry. i will be back eventually. when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;it just a bit hard for me, thinking that i'm going to be leaving my most comfort zone in just a matter of days.&lt;br /&gt;and going back there, a place of joy and tears, had me thinking. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking, "what if i didn't sign up for this volunteering stint? will i be happily settled at home?"&lt;br /&gt;no. i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;i still have the source of my happiness there.&lt;br /&gt;although my source of distress would also be there. i think i'll manage. &lt;b&gt;i sure hope so&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just a few days to go.&lt;br /&gt;a few days to enjoy myself at home.&lt;br /&gt;a few days to think about what should be brought back (definitely &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; clothes, i can assure you that.).&lt;br /&gt;a few days to think about plans. you name it, escape plans, party plans, hangout plans. what not should be planned?&lt;br /&gt;a few days. the clock's ticking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. this broadband is seriously moving slower than ever.&lt;br /&gt;oh i give up. &lt;br /&gt;dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;okay. bye. love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;monolog untuk kamu&lt;/i&gt;: i'm thinking of spending the evening at the beach, with everyone that's left in campus, sometime next week. for one last time. or maybe two. hehe. before leaving for real. that's going to be one of the things i'm going to miss the most. what say you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-3880753083020107569?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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dah okay.&lt;br /&gt;tapi itulah yang terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;kami sampai ke sana.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali pertama sejak aku menjejak kaki kembali ke sini.&lt;br /&gt;aku pakai baju kurung.&lt;br /&gt;mula mula masa pergi sarapan aku dengan tshirt+jeans.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu kena dengan umi abah.&lt;br /&gt;sampai keluar ayat "kesopanan dan kesusilaan"&lt;br /&gt;aku pun apa lagi, balik rumah terus gosok baju.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;apa boleh buat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uitm sangat besar. dan sangat tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. terasa umt macam sangat mini.&lt;br /&gt;sesat jangan cakap. memang pusing pusing jadinya.&lt;br /&gt;daripada kampus utama, naik bukit pergi canseleri, naik pejabat pendaftar pula.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu kena pusing keluar, pergi intekma sebab pejabat pendaftar tak uruskan pengajian siswazah.&lt;br /&gt;pergi intekma, naik pula ke pusat pengajian siswazah.&lt;br /&gt;terkejut seketika sebab masuk pejabat tak ada orang. langsung.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu merewang masuk pejabat lain, baru ada orang yang boleh ditanyakan.&lt;br /&gt;bertanya bertanya bertanya.&lt;br /&gt;orang tu jawab.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu selesai.&lt;br /&gt;balik rumah.&lt;br /&gt;tidur.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian.&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk diri sendiri: mungkinkah aku ke sana september ini?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4238468554661268826?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4238468554661268826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4238468554661268826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>zoo.</title><content type='html'>hehe. hari ini cuti yang menggantikan hari pekerja semalam, sebab semalam kan hari ahad.&lt;br /&gt;kuala lumpur memang cuti hari ahad. tidak bagi terengganu. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;jadi, saya dengan bersemangatnya nak pergi zoo.&lt;br /&gt;haha. sebab zoo dengan rumah saya sangat dekat.&lt;br /&gt;shopping mall pun tak dekat macam zoo negara. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini bukan kali pertama aku datang zoo ye. harap maklum.&lt;br /&gt;tapi sangat seronok.&lt;br /&gt;sebab dah lama tak singgah. &lt;br /&gt;sebab hampir semua ada di rumah, kecuali kakak saya yang tengah menghadapi peperiksaan.&lt;br /&gt;kami datang betul betul masa dia baru buka, sebab dah tau kalau nak masuk tengah hari mesti penuh. dan sesak yang amat amat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evIA1boMWRU/Tb5j9oxoVNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ldYKTo0PEq8/s1600/IMG_0641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evIA1boMWRU/Tb5j9oxoVNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ldYKTo0PEq8/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;comeeeeeellllll~&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;malas nak cakap banyak. hehe. penat jalan. saya mahu tidur. okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, bell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-983344863335613240?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evIA1boMWRU/Tb5j9oxoVNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ldYKTo0PEq8/s72-c/IMG_0641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-907100714652221738</id><published>2011-05-01T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T17:03:29.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>selamat hari pekerja.</title><content type='html'>hai kawan kawan!&lt;br /&gt;tahun lepas, aku bercuti dari LI untuk hari pekerja.&lt;br /&gt;tahun ini, aku bersuka ria di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi pergi ke aeon setiawangsa, beli barang rumah.&lt;br /&gt;sambil tu tengok budak budak AF.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. dah mereka dekat dengan rumah aku, apa boleh buat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfrPkUgvBTg/Tb0eslq6VeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xNBmTTzNrlI/s1600/01052011167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfrPkUgvBTg/Tb0eslq6VeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xNBmTTzNrlI/s320/01052011167.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;set akademi fantasia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;masa kami sampai, tak ada orang lagi dalam kotak besar tu.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. tapi masa kami dah nak beransur pulang, baru nampak bayang mereka.&lt;br /&gt;sangat mini kot.&lt;br /&gt;comel gilaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;lebih kurang aku je semuanya. ye, semuanya.&lt;br /&gt;termasuklah yang jejaka jejaka.&lt;br /&gt;(hmm. aku rasa aku perasan tinggi kot. sebab aku rasa aku lagi tinggi dari mereka di kala diri memakai &lt;i&gt;wedges&lt;/i&gt;. hee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu lalu pula di depan "&lt;i&gt;spread the wings for love&lt;/i&gt;", kempen jusco yang nak bantu mangsa gempa bumi di jepun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88GMZipwQ6U/Tb0g_fiCs9I/AAAAAAAAAZU/wF_nsOnjr1Q/s1600/01052011171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88GMZipwQ6U/Tb0g_fiCs9I/AAAAAAAAAZU/wF_nsOnjr1Q/s320/01052011171.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;adik aku si tukang interprem. HAHA.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;aku bacalah juga mesej mesej yang tergantung gantung kat panel tu kan. sekali ada satu yang sangat kelakar.&lt;br /&gt;lihat gambar di bawah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXjEfpIsUNQ/Tb0gecEP4fI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/xFiL68soZYo/s1600/01052011170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXjEfpIsUNQ/Tb0gecEP4fI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/xFiL68soZYo/s320/01052011170.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kalau tak nampak, meh aku tolong bacakan.&lt;br /&gt;dia tulis, "semoga pelakon cite HANAKIMI semua selamat. love OSAKA HIGH SCHOOL"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;LOL. semoga mereka membaca mesej baik anda. hee.&lt;br /&gt;sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-907100714652221738?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/907100714652221738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=907100714652221738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/907100714652221738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/907100714652221738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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future.</title><content type='html'>which path should i take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;uitm for forensic accounting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;umt, continuing my final year project to a higher level&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go abroad, with specialty i haven't decided yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;will i look back and think of the road not taken?&lt;br /&gt;don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one goal is almost to be achieved, getting a degree at the age of 21.&lt;br /&gt;next goal, having my master's degree by the age of 23, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;then on to the next goal, which i am not going to reveal just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying for the best.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7477184894631442562?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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(hehe. &lt;i&gt;i just &lt;b&gt;love &lt;/b&gt;saying that&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;cubaan untuk menunjuk nombor baru beliau. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;dia: hello? boleh saya bercakap dengan nabilah?&lt;br /&gt;aku: erm, ye. saya nabilah. &lt;br /&gt;dia: saya dari ACCA, nak tanya sikit tentang projek awak. saya difahamkan bahawa projek awak ada sedikit masalah. betul ke?&lt;br /&gt;aku: erm, masalah dari segi apa itu?&lt;br /&gt;dia: saya ada laporan awak di sini. saya tengok macam ada pengiraan yang tak lengkap di sini.&lt;br /&gt;aku: hah? tapi setahu saya, kalau ada pun pengiraan yang tak selesai, tentu saya dah kena tegur masa pembentangan akhir oleh pembaca saya. boleh saya tahu pengiraan dari segi apa tu?&lt;br /&gt;dia: erm, saya kurang pasti. tapi saya akan maklumkan pada penyelia awak tentang masalah ini.&lt;br /&gt;aku: hmm. siapa agaknya pensyarah itu ye?&lt;br /&gt;dia: hah? erm, dhiya?&lt;br /&gt;aku: HAHA. aku dah agak kau! padan muka dah cuak. siot kau.&lt;br /&gt;dia: ala, bila lagi aku nak buat macam tu kan?&lt;br /&gt;aku:&lt;i&gt; like, what the heck&lt;/i&gt; lah kan? aku baru hantar untuk jilid, bajet macam dah boleh distribute sampai ACCA lah kan? nasib baik kau bukan budak umt, padan muka kena &lt;i&gt;frame&lt;/i&gt;, tanya nama&lt;i&gt; lecturer&lt;/i&gt; siapa. aku ingat nak layan je sampai pitam. tapi kesian dekat kau lak. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;dia: &lt;i&gt;relax&lt;/i&gt;lah nab oi. &lt;b&gt;rindu suara kau&lt;/b&gt;. bila kau balik terengganu?&lt;br /&gt;aku: aku balik minggu depan.&lt;br /&gt;dia: alaaa. tak boleh nak jumpa dulu.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you best friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;, for making my day&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7486583588281502405?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1354017900189920576</id><published>2011-04-30T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T01:20:38.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>ada orang dah rindu.</title><content type='html'>tadi telefon berbunyi.&lt;br /&gt;muncul SMS ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;woi, bila nak balik sini?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;aku tak nak balik sana boleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;okay fine. i'm having a conflict of interest here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ignore me if you wish&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rindu.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6923253543417676657</id><published>2011-04-29T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T16:41:19.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>the space i need.</title><content type='html'>i've been home of almost a week now.&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i just slept. and watched tv. and being online. and eat, cleaning up the mess my sisters were making in the house.&lt;br /&gt;rejuvenating from all the stress i've been having in terengganu.&lt;br /&gt;not having the time yet to indulge myself.&lt;br /&gt;since all my sisters are at school.&lt;br /&gt;and my dad's out working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been away from terengganu for almost a week as well.&lt;br /&gt;being the first one from the crowd to leave early is &lt;b&gt;no fun&lt;/b&gt;. at all. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;i get bored without these people easily.&lt;br /&gt;after being in the environment for so long, abruptly leaving is truly awkward.&lt;br /&gt;like something was missing inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i still have no clue what that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, as i said before, &lt;b&gt;being in hiatus may be a good thing, after all&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;no more buggers.&lt;br /&gt;no more problems.&lt;br /&gt;just me. and my family. and the full support i need now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just need to re-adapt and change.&lt;br /&gt;so that i don't miss them (i.e, my friends) that much.&lt;br /&gt;i do love being home. don't get me wrong, please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and terengganu just don't match, actually.&lt;br /&gt;but the environment was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why i'm being so reluctant to leave.&lt;br /&gt;maybe. i guess so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6923253543417676657?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6923253543417676657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6923253543417676657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6923253543417676657'/><link 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term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>kids.</title><content type='html'>i paid a visit to my sister's kindergarten, for they were having a sports day.&lt;br /&gt;along with the visit, we (i.e my mum and i) sold tarts and chocolates we made.&lt;br /&gt;and, as i was there, and my oh-so-cool camera was there, well, you know what happens next. hehe. &lt;strike&gt;and no, not camwhoring&lt;/strike&gt;. my sister was my &lt;b&gt;model of the day&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EiuwgrfLt8c/TbkHUjGcQEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SRLUDWG3_9A/s1600/IMG_0491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EiuwgrfLt8c/TbkHUjGcQEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SRLUDWG3_9A/s320/IMG_0491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hot stuff being stalked. HAHA.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;being there was just awesome, with all the 'daddy, can i have that candy?' dialogues and the parents obeying everything their child has to say.&lt;br /&gt;i love being a kid. that's all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kids don't get much stress like we do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kids are happy enough to break the rules&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kids don't envy each other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kids are too busy living their own life to be stuck in others.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;someone: &lt;i&gt;adik ni baru habis sekolah ke&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;i&gt;hah? tak. saya baru habis&lt;/i&gt; degree.&lt;br /&gt;someone: &lt;i&gt;ye ke&lt;/i&gt;? *with a super-disbelieved expression*&lt;/blockquote&gt;hmmm. like i don't get this often enough &lt;i&gt;lah kan&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;check this out. even funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;someone: &lt;i&gt;ini adik you ke&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;mum: &lt;i&gt;eh. tak&lt;/i&gt;. this is my second daughter.&lt;br /&gt;someone: &lt;i&gt;eh? betul ke ni? tak percayalah&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;i&gt;betul betul betul.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone: how old is she?&lt;br /&gt;mum: she's going to be 21.&lt;br /&gt;someone: wow.&lt;/blockquote&gt;i know. my mummy &lt;i&gt;awet muda&lt;/i&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if that trait is passed to me, though. you be the judge. hee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1357304738910215588?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/1357304738910215588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=1357304738910215588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1357304738910215588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1357304738910215588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/04/kids.html' title='kids.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EiuwgrfLt8c/TbkHUjGcQEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SRLUDWG3_9A/s72-c/IMG_0491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-2696657392103117026</id><published>2011-04-27T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:01:10.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>doa buat sang pengalah.</title><content type='html'>aku tengok kan, semakin nak habis &lt;i&gt;final exam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin banyak tekanan timbul.&lt;br /&gt;ini yang buat banyak kawan bergaduh sesama sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;semua sebab tekanan.&lt;br /&gt;(ye aku &lt;b&gt;dengan jitu&lt;/b&gt; salahkan tekanan. &lt;strike&gt;ada bantahan&lt;/strike&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;aku pun hampir jadi kurang sihat dari segi mental disebabkan tekanan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ramai juga aku tengok semakin jatuh dan terus jatuh.&lt;br /&gt;macam aku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1st paper&lt;/i&gt;, aku suka sebab subjek kegemaran aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2nd paper&lt;/i&gt;, aku dah mula down sebab soalan yang sangat membina ketahanan mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3rd paper&lt;/i&gt;, jatuh terus self esteem aku yang telah dibina bertahun tahun.&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik lepas &lt;i&gt;3rd paper&lt;/i&gt; tu aku terus angkat kaki balik kL.&lt;br /&gt;tak adalah aku nak pergi jerit jerit tepi pantai sebab dah kurang kesihatan mental.&lt;br /&gt;(walaupun ia ada dalam senarai rancangan aku sebelum pulang ke rumah. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kan, macam umi aku cakap lepas aku nangis nangis dalam telefon,&lt;br /&gt;"benda dah lepas, buat apa nak fikir lagi. soalan dah berjawab, walau dengan merapu mana sekalipun awak jawab. sekarang hanya masa untuk tawakal. doa lebih lebih. masa itu tetap ada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye tuan tuan dan puan puan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;masa itu tetap ada&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cuma persoalannya, sanggupkah kita mengejar masa?&lt;br /&gt;dengan banyak halangan di sekeliling kita.&lt;br /&gt;cabaran dan dugaan yang menimpa. &lt;br /&gt;mampukah kita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawapan aku senang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;boleh&lt;/b&gt;. kalau kita pandai manipulasi halangan yang kita dapat tu.&lt;br /&gt;(aku selalu cakap boleh. walaupun aku rasa macam tak boleh. ini namanya &lt;i&gt;reverse psychology&lt;/i&gt; ye saudara saudari.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;aku nak bagi analogi mudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita cakap &lt;i&gt;final exam&lt;/i&gt; susah.&lt;br /&gt;tapi boleh ke kita&lt;i&gt; graduate&lt;/i&gt; kalau tak jawab &lt;i&gt;final exam&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;jadi kesimpulannya, kita akan jawab (atau tak jawab, yakni tinggalkan kertas tu kosong) juga &lt;i&gt;final exam&lt;/i&gt; tu.&lt;br /&gt;sebab kita nak &lt;i&gt;graduate&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;melainkan kalau dah kena &lt;i&gt;extend&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita cakap ini bukan kursus yang kita mahukan.&lt;br /&gt;haa. &lt;strike&gt;ini aku suka sebab aku selalu cakap aku tak suka matematik&lt;/strike&gt;. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;kalau tak suka, kenapa nak teruskan bila dah sedar diri tak suka?&lt;br /&gt;sebab Tuhan dah tentukan jalan ini untuk kita.&lt;br /&gt;kalau tak suka, boleh je angkat kaki. &lt;b&gt;tak ada masalah&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak salah juga kalau kita belajar untuk mencintai. kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, kepada sang pengalah di luar sana, terutamanya kawan kawan aku yang masih ada di umt, menunggu kertas peperiksaan mereka tamat dengan penuh kesengsaraan, dengar cakap aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;walaupun aku bukan sesiapa untuk berkata apa apa kepada kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;hidup ini terlalu pendek untuk diisi dengan kesedihan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hidup ini terlalu panjang untuk kita terus melakukan kesilapan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;terimalah hidup ini seadanya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian tazkirah dari aku hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;nak pergi masak pula. hee~&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-2696657392103117026?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/2696657392103117026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=2696657392103117026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/2696657392103117026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/2696657392103117026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/04/doa-buat-sang-pengalah.html' title='doa buat sang pengalah.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4254452002207062429</id><published>2011-04-26T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T00:20:16.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>rasa itu mengatasi segalanya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;hello hello people!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini hari kedua aku berada di bumi kuala lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya melaporkan bahawa lampu isyarat menghala ke taman melawati semakin banyak.&lt;br /&gt;serius, macam nak jadi kuala terengganu je.&lt;br /&gt;banyak sangat lampunya.&lt;br /&gt;adoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi pergi membeli nombor pin untuk pemohonan masuk ke uitm.&lt;br /&gt;(ye tuan tuan dan puan puan, aku nak mohon buat sarjana di uitm. belum pasti masuk lagi ye. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;sampai di bsn, ingatkan nak beli melalui atm.&lt;br /&gt;sekali, akaun giro aku dah kena beku. haish.&lt;br /&gt;walaupun dalam akaun tu hanya ada rm10, rugi kot! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;jadi, aku pun masuklah ke dalam bank, ambil nombor.&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu tunggu dengan kesabaran memuncak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai giliran aku, ini yang terjadi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;aku: cik, saya nak beli nombor pin untuk kemasukan ke uitm.&lt;br /&gt;dia: oh, tunggu sekejap ye. ini untuk kemasukan september 2011 ke?&lt;br /&gt;aku: aah.&lt;br /&gt;dia: untuk sarjana muda ke?&lt;br /&gt;aku: eh, tak tak. saya nak mohon untuk sarjana.&lt;br /&gt;dia: *pandang aku dengan muka pelik* eh betul ke ni? pasti ke sarjana, bukan sarjana muda ke?&lt;br /&gt;aku: aah. bukan. untuk sarjana.&lt;br /&gt;dia: eh, betul ke awak ni?&lt;br /&gt;aku: yeeee, betul lah ni.&lt;br /&gt;dia: oh. okay. untuk DBA ke penyelidikan?&lt;br /&gt;aku: hah? apa dia?&lt;br /&gt;dia: ni ade beberapa pilihan lagi ni. awak nak mohon untuk DBA ke kerja kursus ke penyelidikan?&lt;br /&gt;aku: erm, kerja kursus.&lt;br /&gt;dia: okay, rm51 ye.&lt;br /&gt;aku: *eh, bukan dalam iklan kata rm50 je ke?* oh okay.&lt;br /&gt;dia: *pandang skrin komputer, lepas tu pandang kawan sebelah kaunter dia* eh, yang uitm ni rm50 ke 51? i tak tahu la.&lt;br /&gt;kawan dia: tengok la kat skrin tu.&lt;br /&gt;dia: dia tulis rm50. oh, lagi rm1 i nak buat duit makan agaknya.&lt;br /&gt;aku: =.="&lt;/blockquote&gt;ye la. aku tahu aku muda lagi, &lt;i&gt;so what&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu lepak dengan umi di sub18, bukit antarabangsa.&lt;br /&gt;kedai aiskrim.&lt;br /&gt;sedap gila.&lt;br /&gt;aku cakap kat umi, aku nak buat &lt;i&gt;part-time&lt;/i&gt; di kedai ini.&lt;br /&gt;haha. sebab mula mula ingat dengan keadaan kedai ini sebagai baru dibuka, macam banyak la dia nak bagi kerja kosong.&lt;br /&gt;sekali bila tanya, akak di kaunter tu cakap &lt;i&gt;part-time position&lt;/i&gt; dah penuh.&lt;br /&gt;mereka nak yang &lt;i&gt;full-time&lt;/i&gt; saja.&lt;br /&gt;agaknya dia seorang je kot yang buat &lt;i&gt;part-time&lt;/i&gt;. sebab kedai tu pun kecil. &lt;br /&gt;okay, sedikit rasa hampa di situ.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin aku akan minta kerja di giant atau guardian kot.&lt;br /&gt;untuk mengisi masa lapang.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk awak: baru dua hari, saya dah rindu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4254452002207062429?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-181835623904825576</id><published>2011-04-22T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:21:28.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>yang terakhir, untuk terakhir kali.</title><content type='html'>esok. 0900. matematik kewangan 2.&lt;br /&gt;kertas peperiksaan terakhir aku di sini.&lt;br /&gt;lepas ni entah ke mana hala tuju aku.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin ke luar, mungkin masih terperangkap di dalam.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin dekat dengan keluarga, mungkin juga merantau buat kesekian kalinya. &lt;br /&gt;semuanya bergantung kepada rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;oh, esok bakal menjadi hari tersibuk antara tersibuk aku di sini.&lt;br /&gt;nak selesaikan projek&lt;br /&gt;nak kemas barang untuk diangkut ke kuala lumpur&lt;br /&gt;nak serah kunci kepada rakan&lt;br /&gt;nak cari kotak.&lt;br /&gt;urgh, banyak kerja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak apa.&lt;br /&gt;selepas ini, aku kembali ke kuala lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;kembali kepada ketenangan.&lt;br /&gt;jauh dari keserabutan kepala.&lt;br /&gt;jauh dari dilema hidup.&lt;br /&gt;jauh dari mereka yang menyakitkan.&lt;br /&gt;jauh dari kesemuanya.&lt;br /&gt;kembali ke pangkuan keluarga.&lt;br /&gt;kembali kepada rutin cuti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;back to basics.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;back to where i used to be&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy and free from insanity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i hope so&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;help me pray for it&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood: tensen sebab tak faham. cepatlah datang &lt;i&gt;library&lt;/i&gt; wahai geng &lt;i&gt;studygroup&lt;/i&gt;ku! aku nak study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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kali.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-6513689830188149772</id><published>2011-04-20T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T12:01:03.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>that first attempt.</title><content type='html'>this pilot test have been successful.&lt;br /&gt;now ready for the actual procedure.&lt;br /&gt;hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back on facebook people!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6513689830188149772?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6513689830188149772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6513689830188149772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6513689830188149772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6513689830188149772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/04/that-first-attempt.html' title='that first attempt.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-8548172660370422243</id><published>2011-04-19T13:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:17:00.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>beautiful liars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;aku benci penipu besar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kau jangan bersandiwara lagi boleh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dah cukup aku kena tipu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how naive i can get.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm stupid enough to be in your game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i know myself&lt;/b&gt;, better than you could possibly know.&lt;br /&gt;i only answer to my family.&lt;br /&gt;who are &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;i've depended on myself for almost 21 years.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen love stories, but never had the chance to be in one.&lt;br /&gt;i've been happy, and i don't think i'll ever be happier.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen the worst of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dosen't mean that i can be your puppet to serve your own purpose. &lt;br /&gt;dosen't mean that i can be your victim as you like.&lt;br /&gt;dosen't mean that i can be used. &lt;br /&gt;my life is not for you to control.&lt;br /&gt;my life is not for you to judge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;stop it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku tak suka.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku sedih.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hati aku sakit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kenapa kau buat aku macam ni?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;semua orang aku anggap sama.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;semua orang aku anggap baik.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;semua orang aku senang sayang. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kenapa jadi macam ini?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;salah sangat ke aku kenal kau?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kalau salah, biar aku pergi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;jangan kejar aku.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;biar aku sendiri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i hope you're happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;dah dah la tu&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8548172660370422243?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4876450022260459506</id><published>2011-04-18T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:25:39.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>i've had enough.</title><content type='html'>my facebook account has been deactivated.&lt;br /&gt;don't dare to ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, my updates will only be here.&lt;br /&gt;if i care enough to update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4876450022260459506?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4876450022260459506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4876450022260459506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4876450022260459506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4876450022260459506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-had-enough.html' title='i&apos;ve had enough.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4151194248687694594</id><published>2011-04-16T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T11:50:31.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><title type='text'>does facebook really matters?</title><content type='html'>i have a friend.&lt;br /&gt;i had some issues with him before.&lt;br /&gt;then i removed him from facebook.&lt;br /&gt;i remove people when i get really annoyed with them, that's me.&lt;br /&gt;but then, everything has been settled.&lt;br /&gt;though i forgave him for what he did, i never forget.&lt;br /&gt;so i did not give any initiative to add him back.&lt;br /&gt;but he, without fail, would always try to add me on facebook again.&lt;br /&gt;including today.&lt;br /&gt;with an attached message, "&lt;i&gt;ada masalah lagi ke&lt;/i&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;of course there's still an issue!&lt;br /&gt;though in real life, i've no problem with him at all.&lt;br /&gt;we're still friends, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;but why should he insist for something that is just on facebook?&lt;br /&gt;that's just absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, facebook and real life is different.&lt;br /&gt;in real life, people lie.&lt;br /&gt;in facebook, people lie &lt;b&gt;even more&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;if it's a friend, knowing them in facebook, you woun't be so sure that you know them anymore. &lt;br /&gt;though i do try to make my profile as honest as possible.&lt;br /&gt;but it's an imaginary world, anything can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i prefer real life conversation than facebook chat, thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4151194248687694594?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4151194248687694594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=4151194248687694594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4151194248687694594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/4151194248687694594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/04/does-facebook-really-matters.html' title='does facebook really matters?'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-8440457245994016984</id><published>2011-04-06T18:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T18:25:56.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>family, i miss you. really.</title><content type='html'>called mummy dearest just now.&lt;br /&gt;she put on speaker phone, since daddy was there as well.&lt;br /&gt;so they asked how i was doing for the last week of class.&lt;br /&gt;the project, exams and everything.&lt;br /&gt;financially and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i tell them &lt;b&gt;almost&lt;/b&gt; everything i could think of.&lt;br /&gt;never missed out a thing, &lt;b&gt;most of the time&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i intended to tell them about my redang trip yesterday, but i was a bit &lt;b&gt;overworked&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so, i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;and so i told them just now.&lt;br /&gt;after being settled on my return tickets.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i shall be back in kuala lumpur as early as 24th april.&lt;br /&gt;but then i'll have to back to terengganu on may 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy said no.&lt;br /&gt;i said please (&lt;i&gt;dengan muka comel, lompat lompat pusing bilik&lt;/i&gt;. i know they were not on video call. but it's been a habit. what can i do?).&lt;br /&gt;daddy said no.&lt;br /&gt;he's having a very bad feeling about it.&lt;br /&gt;then i said, i've confirmed my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;then &lt;/b&gt;only he said yes. &lt;br /&gt;daddy was furious (or at least &lt;i&gt;geram&lt;/i&gt;, as he had put it)&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying, because my dad has never objected this bad.&lt;br /&gt;indicating that the feeling he's having must be real strong.&lt;br /&gt;yet he said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum said, "&lt;i&gt;lain kali jangan buat lagi.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;i said okay.&lt;br /&gt;seems like redang will be my last activity here before volunteering for &lt;i&gt;sukan berkanun&lt;/i&gt;, maybe. huuu.&lt;br /&gt;then i've to be home for good. haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i love my mum and dad so much: &lt;b&gt;they understand&lt;/b&gt;. even if their girls &lt;i&gt;yang lima orang ni buat huru hara serabai teruk mana pun&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;they would still understand&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go home. &lt;b&gt;badly&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;i&gt;sempat lagi layan lagu lifehouse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lagi rasa nak menangis&lt;/i&gt;. damn.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk kamu: ayah saya dah tak sedap hati. jadi kamu kamu kena jaga saya baik baik tau di redang nanti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8440457245994016984?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/8440457245994016984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=8440457245994016984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/8440457245994016984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/8440457245994016984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-i-miss-you-really.html' title='family, i miss you. really.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-5316451541799849912</id><published>2011-04-05T22:38:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:09:11.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>you and your denial.</title><content type='html'>i pity people with state of denial.&lt;br /&gt;because they can't seem to figure what they are actually feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;i do have state of denials, but usually they don't last long.&lt;br /&gt;because i have this tendency to forget things after my head is overcrowded with work. &lt;br /&gt;it makes you think, wouldn't it be easier if we don't have feelings at all?&lt;br /&gt;so i pity them, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;in particular, these two loves of mine.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;this is a comment based from my &lt;u&gt;observations&lt;/u&gt;, mind you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm not going to tell the story, i'm just giving my POV. because i may not know the whole story. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;i&gt;teringat zaman PRS dulu dulu. &lt;strike&gt;bajet&lt;/strike&gt; macam sangat bagus memberi nasihat kepada pelajar bermasalah. motif untuk menjadi kaunselor berjaya harus ada pada ketika itu ye tuan tuan dan puan puan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: orange;"&gt;case:&lt;br /&gt;you really should let him go. ever heard of the saying, "&lt;i&gt;kalau betul kita sayangkan orang itu, kita patut relakan dia pergi.&lt;/i&gt;"? he's happy with his wife, or so he's trying to be, although in the process, he broke your heart and made me hate him for his superiority. so let them be. leave them as they are. don't let things get any worse. &lt;b&gt;before they hold a grudge on you&lt;/b&gt;. i love you too much for you to be harmed by them. &lt;i&gt;biarlah dia kata apa pun&lt;/i&gt;, for you and i both know the true story.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;konon nak bagi nasihat yang hebat, tapi diri sendiri tak pernah bercinta&lt;/strike&gt;. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;memang betul aku tak ada bakat nak jadi kaunselor berjaya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tapi aku cakap ni sebab aku sayang kamu. tak nak tengok kamu sedih lagi. ok?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3zRy4RCadL8" title="YouTube video player" width="440"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;monolog untuk kamu: yellowcard sangat best yawww&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;i&gt;hehe. itu je nak kata.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5316451541799849912?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/5316451541799849912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=5316451541799849912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5316451541799849912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/5316451541799849912'/><link 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term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>saya dan DeliBytes</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;hello hello&lt;/i&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;DeliBytes ialah bisnes &lt;strike&gt;saya&lt;/strike&gt; umi saya.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. sebaik saja saya bergraduat, saya akan buat part time di sini sebagai permulaan.&lt;br /&gt;baru cari kerja di luar.&lt;br /&gt;yang membawa makna kata bahawa saya akan mula belajar memasak, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;for real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sementara saya menanam anggur dengan jitu di rumah. hee~&lt;br /&gt;umi saya punya cakes + chocs + tarts memang sedap ouh.&lt;i&gt; i guarantee you that&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi mari mari &lt;i&gt;check out &lt;/i&gt;belog Delibytes, tekan &lt;a href="http://delibytes.blogspot.com/"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-5245804261192416273?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-7757259619900292631</id><published>2011-04-01T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:15:11.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>hampir kepada sebuah perpisahan.</title><content type='html'>peperiksaan terakhir di kampus ini bakal berlangsung dalam masa 17 hari.&lt;br /&gt;bagi semester terakhir aku di sini, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;serius, dah hampir habis aku belajar rupanya.&lt;br /&gt;aku tak habis fikir lagi apa aku nak buat lepas ni.&lt;br /&gt;bila ada kawan yang bertanya semalam, baru aku terfikir.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh hari ni dah 1 april.&lt;br /&gt;dah masuk bulan april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk kamu: esok nak pergi dungun. &lt;i&gt;mesra mall, we're coming&lt;/i&gt;! wayang untuk beberapa pusingan, lepas tu &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;shopping&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! hehe. itu je nak cakap. sila jangan nak jeles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7757259619900292631?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/7757259619900292631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=7757259619900292631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7757259619900292631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7757259619900292631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/04/hampir-kepada-sebuah-perpisahan.html' title='hampir kepada sebuah perpisahan.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-127237209146802750</id><published>2011-03-31T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T20:11:50.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>little white lie.</title><content type='html'>today was a super duper hectic day, with the form submitting and tests and all.&lt;br /&gt;so i was walking around campus, looking anxious so that nobody would get the chance to even touch me.&lt;br /&gt;but then i arrived at my faculty.&lt;br /&gt;there was these book seller trying to attract customers.&lt;br /&gt;they were selling religious book.&lt;br /&gt;so one of the guys came to me and asked me to spend two minutes to hear what they have to say.&lt;br /&gt;i was in a hurry to meet a friend.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, they are selling religious books, and it may be for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;and i may be at loss if i don't listen to what they have to say.&lt;br /&gt;am i that super great not to listen to what people have to say? &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;so i said okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, i say, &lt;b&gt;i was in a hurry&lt;/b&gt;. i have a test an hour later and i haven't finished studying.&lt;br /&gt;so my head was spinning, thinking for a reason to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, being polite, i took my seat and ready to listen.&lt;br /&gt;the first question he asked was, "have you ever heard of this book?"&lt;br /&gt;so, my answer was, "yeah yeah, maybe i've heard about it. somewhere at home, i think"&lt;br /&gt;in reality, i may have heard of it, but not exactly &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; book, by &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; publisher.&lt;br /&gt;i just made that up so he would give up and let me leave. &lt;br /&gt;then he replied, "could you please be true to me?" as if i was lying and was caught in the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;was i&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;so i said, "do you think i'm lying? i said i &lt;b&gt;may&lt;/b&gt; have heard of it, not that i &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; have it. maybe it was from another publisher, with a similar title. i don't know."&lt;br /&gt;so he went on, telling me about the book. the book was selling for &lt;b&gt;RM200.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, hello? do you think i have that much money? even to survive my thesis printing, i have very little money left. what makes you think i would buy your book?&lt;br /&gt;and that was what i told the guy, with much politeness, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;but then he said, "it's okay, give your parents a call and ask them for the money. it's not like they would object to books like this."&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked. who does he think i am? &lt;b&gt;a spoilt brat who lives on her parents bucks&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;no way. i've heard enough.&lt;br /&gt;so my next made-up story was that i have a problem that i can't tell him about.&lt;br /&gt;still, &lt;b&gt;he wanted to know&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i said, "i don't know you enough to start sharing my story."&lt;br /&gt;then i said i was sorry. and i left.&lt;br /&gt;and i stuggled to finish revising before my test. which did not succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was that a little white lie? am i wrong for doing that?&lt;br /&gt;oh. i don't know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-127237209146802750?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/127237209146802750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=127237209146802750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/127237209146802750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/127237209146802750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-white-lie.html' title='little white lie.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-2829168655921916259</id><published>2011-03-30T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T16:20:48.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>aku tengah stress, lagi orang kacau.</title><content type='html'>seperti yang aku dah sebut kat bawah ni kan, pada saat ini aku sangat sibuk buat kerja dan sedang sangat stress tahap melampau. tapi, baru je tadi kan, ade manusia yang tak paham ni datang kacau. bagi salam pun tak, tiba tiba ramah sangat nak tegur aku. tak nampak ke muka aku yang jelas terpampang tahap stress yang tinggi ni? haishhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;orang itu: ada nampak kumin tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;aku: hah? siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;orang itu: kumin lah. nampak tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;aku: uh, tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;orang tu: kenal tak kumin tu siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;aku: uh, tak jugak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;orang itu: amik&lt;i&gt; course&lt;/i&gt; apa kat sini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;aku: erm, matematik. kenapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;orang itu: eh eh kumin pun budak matematik juga. takkan tak kenal kut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;aku:&lt;/span&gt; [agak &lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt; jugak lah kan kalau nak kata aku tak kenal budak budak yang sama &lt;i&gt;course &lt;/i&gt;dengan aku] &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;eh tak kenal la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;orang itu: k-u-m-i-n. betul tak kenal ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;aku:&lt;/span&gt; [ish. !@#$ ah. ingat aku budak tadika ke nak kena siap eja mengeja ni? mintak penampar sungguh la mamat ni. &lt;b&gt;pergi blah la bro&lt;/b&gt;!]&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; betullah. taaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nasib baik lepas tu dia terus belah. agaknya dah nampak muka aku macam nak &lt;i&gt;burst&lt;/i&gt; kot.*&lt;/blockquote&gt;jahat betul. bertambah tambah tahap tekanan aku. aaaaaaaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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kacau.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-7540693668319399941</id><published>2011-03-30T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T14:38:14.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>oh oh apa nak jadi dengan hidup aku?</title><content type='html'>hari hari stress&lt;br /&gt;kepala aku pening&lt;br /&gt;nak balik rumaaahhhh&lt;br /&gt;kalau tak ada masalah memang tak sah hidup&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan akademik lagi&lt;br /&gt;dengan hidup lagi&lt;br /&gt;dengan orang lagi&lt;br /&gt;macam mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petang ni nak kena jumpa supervisor&lt;br /&gt;perhitungan terakhir sama ada tesis boleh dihantar ataupun perlu dibuat semula&lt;br /&gt;apa yang tak disangka mungkin terjadi &lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;i&gt;fingers crossed&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7540693668319399941?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/7540693668319399941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=7540693668319399941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7540693668319399941'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>nota buat sekeping hati yang mendiami 208-1</title><content type='html'>semalam aku tiada di bilik sepanjang malam&lt;br /&gt;hanya pulang tengah hari ini&lt;br /&gt;dia menyambutku dengan nota ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZQBDGTvrjQ/TZCxJTRU2DI/AAAAAAAAAZE/iKzn9xsqq5Q/s1600/28032011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZQBDGTvrjQ/TZCxJTRU2DI/AAAAAAAAAZE/iKzn9xsqq5Q/s320/28032011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa kena jadi macam ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bukan niat aku untuk menjadi kejam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku di sini dengan suatu matlamat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah berkali kali aku hancurkan impian ibu bapaku&lt;br /&gt;dari seorang doktor, aku lupakan biologi dan kimia&lt;br /&gt;untuk mendalami matematik yang telah ditentukan untukku&lt;br /&gt;hanya demi mereka yang ku cinta&lt;br /&gt;kerana di akhir nanti&lt;br /&gt;kepada mereka aku bakal kembali&lt;br /&gt;bukan jasadku yang sentiasa di sini&lt;br /&gt;aku di sini hanya untuk sementara&lt;br /&gt;terengganu bukan tempatku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang berat hatiku untuk melukakan seseorang yang dekat denganku&lt;br /&gt;yang melihatku setiap hari tanpa jemu&lt;br /&gt;yang melayan karenahku menyepahkan bilik itu&lt;br /&gt;yang melihat gayaku yang tidak ramai mampu lihat&lt;br /&gt;kenapa perlu begini jadinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ragam seorang pelajar, tentu untuk menikmati hidup&lt;br /&gt;keluar masuk, sibuk dengan segala macam kerja dan tanggungjawab&lt;br /&gt;juga untuk melihat dunia yang luas&lt;br /&gt;lebih lebih lagi di waktu waktu terakhir ini&lt;br /&gt;sudah tentu aku mahu meneroka dengan sepenuhnya bumi terengganu ini&lt;br /&gt;takkan hanya kerana seorang yang belum tentu dikenali, aku perlu melepaskan semua itu?&lt;br /&gt;siapa dia kepada aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila aku tahu tentang nota itu, aku jadi kaget&lt;br /&gt;bilik itu jadi macam asing secara tiba tiba&lt;br /&gt;masuk bilik pun dah macam sangat segan &lt;br /&gt;bilik itu memang macam dah bukan milik aku&lt;br /&gt;hanya tunggu masa untuk aku sedar dia tukar kunci bilik&lt;br /&gt;dan barang barangku untuk diangkut keluar&lt;br /&gt;bukan ini yang aku mahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma boleh harap kau faham keadaan aku. boleh?&lt;br /&gt;tak cukup dengan masalah yang aku dah sedia ada, kau nak tambah lagi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4947209539145196711?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZQBDGTvrjQ/TZCxJTRU2DI/AAAAAAAAAZE/iKzn9xsqq5Q/s72-c/28032011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-987445772232515024</id><published>2011-03-27T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T02:02:36.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving the song'/><title type='text'>one nation emcees - syukur (Kau yang satu)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0TWDDZesGQo" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk diri sendiri: aku bersyukur dengan segala apa yang membentuk hidupku. :)&lt;div 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satu)'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0TWDDZesGQo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-789644989048696247</id><published>2011-03-27T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:24:40.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>innocent soul.</title><content type='html'>they both came from different worlds&lt;br /&gt;yet they fall for each other&lt;br /&gt;putting aside those nonsense differences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was perfect&lt;br /&gt;her education, her background, everything about her&lt;br /&gt;she's the person every guy could wish for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he?&lt;br /&gt;he has nothing but his kindness&lt;br /&gt;but that kindness was what she was looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were in love&lt;br /&gt;madly in love&lt;br /&gt;until that one fateful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he left her for someone else&lt;br /&gt;leaving her with everything but answers&lt;br /&gt;leaving her severely broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tried and tried again&lt;br /&gt;yet he failed, time after time&lt;br /&gt;making her even more convinced&lt;br /&gt;he was not happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had her fears&lt;br /&gt;but she couldn't help it&lt;br /&gt;he is always full with surprises when she is around&lt;br /&gt;surprises that is always oh-so-sweet to the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i, being the faithful observer&lt;br /&gt;can't help but to think how sweet the guy is&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;will there be another guy like that for me&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, i still fear for the worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i see that he was still in love with her&lt;br /&gt;i fear for what would happen in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dosen't look like a reality&lt;br /&gt;looking more like soap opara on each event&lt;br /&gt;making me puzzled&lt;br /&gt;whether or not i am still in the real world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, as the innocent soul&lt;br /&gt;still searching&lt;br /&gt;for the meaning of live&lt;br /&gt;for the meaning of love&lt;br /&gt;away from these dramas we always see on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all these chaos&lt;br /&gt;will i ever find the one for me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;monolog untuk dia: kata orang, mencintai tak semestinya memiliki. betul tak?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div 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pelik. ombak bergulung macam, kecil sedikit dari yang aku tengok masa tsunami acheh (aku tengok kat youtube beberapa hari lepas). malam aku keluar makan. ingat macam tak ada apa apa lah kan. lepas tu tiba tiba hujan. masih tak fikir apa apa. sebab minggu ni memang hujan macam nak gila pun. aku nak sidai kain pun &lt;b&gt;sikit punya susah&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sampai kedai makan dengan kakak angkat aku jam 9. makan sembang segala bagai sambil tunggu hujan berhenti. sebab memang kuat hujan turun. sampai jam 12 hujan tak tunjuk tanda nak berhenti. kami buat keputusan untuk redah hujan tu. nasib baik naik kereta.&lt;b&gt; kalau jalan kaki?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mula mula kakak angkat aku nak hantar aku balik hostel. bawak jugak kereta tu sebab aku kesian dekat roomate aku. dia tak boleh kalau aku tak balik tidur kat bilik. aku duduk depan, sebelah dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas satu lampu isyarat, hujan mula lebat kembali. aku dah mula takut. lampu isyarat banyak lagi yang tak lepas (ye. umt memang banyak sangat lampu isyarat). tak pernah lagi aku rasa hujan lebat macam tu, tak ada kat kuala lumpur. yang masa tanah runtuh dekat rumah aku tu pun tak ada hujan lebat macam ni. lagi lagi dengan reputasi terengganu sebagai sebuah negeri yang cepat naik air. lagi &lt;b&gt;aku takut.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu kami sampai unisza. unisza letaknya sebelah umt. aku tengok hujan makin lebat, angin makin kuat, pandang sebelah unisza dah tak nampak tanah. kereta memang dah banyak berhenti tengah jalan. yang dah rosak pun ada. kakak aku tu berhenti sekejap, ambil nafas. memang tingkap kereta dah tak nampak apa apa, nak pandang luar memang dah tak boleh nampak apa apa. aku risau juga nak suruh kakak aku tu pandu biar aku sampai jugak asrama. nanti kami kemalangan tengah tengah malam buta masa hujan lebat siapa nak tanggung? sepanjang jalan aku doa agar jangan ada apa apa terjadi kepada kami. &lt;b&gt;aku dah kecut perut.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa tu tangan aku dah mula menggeletar. aku pandang kakak aku, dia kata &lt;b&gt;muka aku &lt;strike&gt;yang dah sedia gelap&lt;/strike&gt; pucat&lt;/b&gt;. dia suruh aku relaks. mana boleh! dia dah bertahun duduk sini, senanglah cakap. aku mana pernah kena lagi benda benda ni. tanah runtuh 6 disember dulu tu pun bukan kena rumah aku. yang masa banjir dulu kampus cuti, aku ada di kuala lumpur. serius aku tak pernah lagi rasa takut macam ni. tambah lagi dengan berita tentang gegaran, tsunami semua semua itu. &lt;b&gt;aku risau.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami berhenti di selekoh. berhenti kejap, baru sedar kereta letak di selekoh. aku pandang kiri pandang kanan, dah tak nampak apa apa. nampak hujan turun je dengan kabus kabus sikit. pandang depan nampak bayang lampu je. itu pun kalau betul lampu. kakak aku ajak balik rumah dia. mula mula aku belah bahagi juga, takut nanti &lt;i&gt;roomate&lt;/i&gt; aku marah lagi dengan aku, &lt;strike&gt;lagi lagi sebab dah gaduh besar pasal ni dulu&lt;/strike&gt;. tapi bila aku fikir keselamatan kami dan dia yang nak pandu kereta dengan keadaan penglihatannya yang &lt;strike&gt;buta&lt;/strike&gt; dikabusi hujan, aku pun cakap okey. tapi aku tak beritahu roomate aku lagi, bateri telefon aku habis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, kami pun pusing balik. lagipun tengok jalan kat depan dah nampak air semata mata, tak nampak rupa jalan dah. aku pun rasa tak akan sampai umt. kakak aku pandu perlahan lahan. banyak kali juga berhenti tepi jalan sebab tak nampak. akhirnya sampai juga di tempat berteduh. aku keluar buka pagar. tengok longkang air dah hampir penuh. longkang tu sangat dalam pada hari biasa. &lt;b&gt;aku terkejut&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku masuk balik kereta. &lt;b&gt;aku diam&lt;/b&gt;. aku tak pernah lagi diam macam tu sejak matrikulasi. kakak aku tanya kenapa. aku cakap pasal longkang tu. kakak aku pandu kereta masuk rumah. lepas tu dia minta aku bawa masuk kasut ke dalam rumah. katanya, kalau longkang tu pun dah macam nak penuh, kalau hujan tak berhenti lagi, boleh masuk air rumah dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas kemas ruang depan rumah, aku masuk. aku minta untuk pinjam &lt;i&gt;charger&lt;/i&gt;. sebab aku nak telefon &lt;i&gt;roomate&lt;/i&gt; aku. aku pegang telefon macam dah tak betul. menggeletar segala. dia tak angkat. aku sms saja, kata aku tak balik, mintak dia tidur bilik kawan dia. &lt;b&gt;aku risaukan dia&lt;/b&gt;. dia jawab. seperti yang aku jangka. dia nak aku balik bilik juga. aku katakan aku sudah separuh jalan, tapi terpaksa berpatah kembali kerana halangan air. &lt;b&gt;aku cuma boleh harap dia faham&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas jawab sms tu, aku telefon abah. aku nak kacau umi, dah tentu umi dah tidur. aku cakap dengan abah aku takut. abah tanya aku kat mana. aku kata aku di rumah kakak angkat aku, sebab kampus dah tak boleh masuk. abah terkejut sebab dia tahu rumah kakak angkat aku tu jauh dari kampus. tapi dia cakap kat aku "tak apalah. tunggu hujan berhenti dulu. lepas tu baliklah asrama." baru hati aku lega. &lt;b&gt;sikit.&lt;/b&gt; tapi yang pasti, suara aku masa tu memang menggeletar, suara macam tunggu masa nak menangis. aku tak pernah rasa macam ni. aku jauh dari keluarga, benda macam ni jadi. masa tanah runtuh tak rasa takut sangat walaupun nampak dahsyat, sebab aku tahu aku ada &lt;i&gt;family&lt;/i&gt; aku. tapi &lt;b&gt;di sini aku sendiri&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakak aku dah pandang aku semacam. dia cakap, "bell, tak payahlah takut. bell ada akak kalau apa apa jadi." aku rasa syukur sangat sebab aku ada dia. kalau aku tak ada memang aku tak tahu langsung nak buat apa. dia tanpa apa yang aku takutkan. sebenarnya, aku pun tak tahu apa yang aku takutkan, sebab ini benda yang baru kepada aku. tapi aku jawab je aku takut guruh. rasanya aku takut kalau ribut datang kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu aku sms semua yang dekat dengan aku. aku takut aku dah tak boleh jumpa mereka lagi nanti. aku maklumkan mereka aku ada kat mana dan minta mereka maklumkan pada aku kalau ada apa apa pengumuman di asrama. ada juga yang aku hantar sms yang sangat &lt;i&gt;random&lt;/i&gt;. sebab&lt;b&gt; aku tak nak hilang mereka&lt;/b&gt;. mesti korang rasa aku fikir banyak sangat, kan kan? &lt;b&gt;pelik pelik&lt;/b&gt; pula tu. entah. aku pun pelik dengan diri aku kadang kadang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu aku cuba tidur. tapi makin banyak pula yang aku fikir. &lt;b&gt;tentang aku, tentang hidup, tentang mati, tentang hati&lt;/b&gt;. semua sms yang masuk aku cuba untuk tidak peduli. maaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedar sedar dah pagi. hujan masih renyai.  terasa kasut aku basah. memang betul air dah naik ni, cuma tak sempat  masuk rumah. nampak longkang macam dah surut sikit airnya. Alhamdulillah.kami keluar makan. mula mula ingat nak makan di mcD. tapi servis sangat lambat, seperti biasa. kami sampai jam 10.30. tapi sangat ramai orang. elok sampai giliran kami dah tak boleh &lt;i&gt;order&lt;/i&gt; breakfast. staff dia terus tukar ke menu &lt;i&gt;lunch&lt;/i&gt;. punya lama menunggu, kecewa tak? kami pergi makan nasi campur akhirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buka &lt;i&gt;facebook&lt;/i&gt;, banyak dah bising tentang umt banjir, air masuk rumah mereka dan sebagainya. jadi betullah banjir. kalau aku teruskan semalam pun belum tentu aku boleh masuk kawasan asrama sebab air naik di pintu masuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189769_1328212381283_1710176648_563561_4154720_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189769_1328212381283_1710176648_563561_4154720_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ni kawan aku punya gambar. kalau korang tengok, jalan kat bawah tu nampak air je.&lt;br /&gt;nak harapkan aku tangkap gambar, &lt;strike&gt;jangan harap&lt;/strike&gt;. tangan aku &lt;i&gt;shaking&lt;/i&gt; gila masa tu. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk diri sendiri: oh janganlah hujan macam tu malam ini. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-6959071130469983321?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/6959071130469983321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=6959071130469983321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6959071130469983321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/6959071130469983321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/2011/03/banjir-otak-aku-pun-masuk-air-sekali.html' title='banjir. otak aku pun masuk air sekali.'/><author><name>raindropswithroses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032443787506352333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-4903949912572033571</id><published>2011-03-20T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:51:54.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>so long and goodbye.</title><content type='html'>you came and gave her hope&lt;br /&gt;when she was starting to believe&lt;br /&gt;then she tries to make dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;until you came and crushed those dreams&lt;br /&gt;whether or not it was intentional&lt;br /&gt;you crushed it&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;you broke her &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made her a non-believer&lt;br /&gt;all over again&lt;br /&gt;and now she's saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;for her own sake&lt;br /&gt;for her own good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's leaving you alone&lt;br /&gt;alone with your gusto&lt;br /&gt;alone with your so-called happiness&lt;br /&gt;alone with all your illusions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not for hatred&lt;br /&gt;just to see who long that would last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthnxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-4903949912572033571?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/4903949912572033571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-7052223121840334379</id><published>2011-03-14T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:39:56.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>countdown to thesis submission: 1 WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7052223121840334379?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/7052223121840334379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-7364759154945498756</id><published>2011-03-08T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:56:41.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>home.</title><content type='html'>this place is not helping me.&lt;br /&gt;this place is hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;this place is making my head go insane.&lt;br /&gt;this place is stressing me out.&lt;br /&gt;this place is making me nauseated.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to go &lt;b&gt;home&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people here are expecting more than i could ever expect of.&lt;br /&gt;people here are hoping for something even i would have never hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;people here wishes for the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;people here are far from what i had thought of before setting foot here.&lt;br /&gt;people here want every piece of me, should i even let them?&lt;br /&gt;i wish i just could come &lt;b&gt;home&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hurting too much feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i am not comfortable to even be myself.&lt;br /&gt;i am sick of pretending.&lt;br /&gt;i am tired to hide my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be &lt;b&gt;home&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i really want is for &lt;b&gt;someone to be here for me&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;which i don't think i would ever find for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;other than in my own home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i want my home&lt;/b&gt; so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7364759154945498756?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1013686277500013669</id><published>2011-03-08T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:41:51.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>merungkai sebuah persoalan.</title><content type='html'>semalam ada orang tanya soalan yang &lt;strike&gt;mencabar minda&lt;/strike&gt; membuat aku berfikir dengan jitu.&lt;br /&gt;kalah soalan matematik. hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;kawan aku: kau tak cemburu ke dengan kawan kawan lain yang dah ada kekasih hati? kau bila lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;aku: tak ada motif aku nak cemburu. asalkan aku bahagia sudah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;cinta menakutkan aku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;, harap maklum. nanti kalau bila bila aku jumpa orang yang boleh hilangkan rasa takut itu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;i'll let you know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu ini bukan &lt;i&gt;formspring&lt;/i&gt;, ini blog aku.&lt;br /&gt;otak aku tengah serabut dengan pelbagai variasi, jadi ilham untuk membuat entri yang panjang panjang masih belum kunjung tiba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1013686277500013669?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/1013686277500013669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-8185225817504818268</id><published>2011-03-03T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T16:40:54.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>demi masa.</title><content type='html'>update projek.&lt;br /&gt;analisis data belum habis.&lt;br /&gt;supervisor sudah bercuti.&lt;br /&gt;apa nasib kami?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8185225817504818268?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/8185225817504818268/comments/default' 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jumaat&lt;br /&gt;jumaat ialah hari makan kek. dengan agar agar. dengan hot dog. heh.&lt;br /&gt;ada api. ada gitar. ada &lt;b&gt;kawan kawan&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;saat bahagia di situ. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;gambar tak ada sebab gelap.&lt;br /&gt;nanti aku ambil dari orang yang rajin tangkap gambar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita teruskan dengan sabtu&lt;br /&gt;seminar matematik UPSR 2011&lt;br /&gt;aku bangun lambat sebab kaki masih sakit&lt;br /&gt;orang suruh berkumpul 6.45, aku bangun elok elok 6.45&lt;br /&gt;tapi orang yang jaga kompleks kuliah bangun lagi lambat (rasanya)&lt;br /&gt;sebab bila aku sampai, kompleks kuliah belum dibuka&lt;br /&gt;jadi aku tak boleh buat kerja&lt;br /&gt;kemaafan untuk aku di situ&lt;br /&gt;tarik muka, tinggi suara, semuanya ada&lt;br /&gt;tapi itu belakang cerita&lt;br /&gt;yang penting, kerja seronok dan kami seronok&lt;br /&gt;antara program akhir sebelum kami yang tahun akhir ini menarik tirai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-00fv6kiv5XQ/TWnRQ4kVhNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/9wLNdfBpxuU/s1600/P2260124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-00fv6kiv5XQ/TWnRQ4kVhNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/9wLNdfBpxuU/s320/P2260124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;cik adik cleaner alaf baru.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;;P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-8842595226580097484?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72CVEidO_Rg/SgxgbtkaSGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5mRJdRc0p4/S220/DSC00288.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-00fv6kiv5XQ/TWnRQ4kVhNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/9wLNdfBpxuU/s72-c/P2260124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941867541566808096.post-1024759294185420379</id><published>2011-02-24T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:14:26.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritera nabilah'/><title type='text'>nothing on you.</title><content type='html'>everything's on me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too scared to tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too scared to be living with lies and deception. &lt;br /&gt;the feeling was just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was never my intention to hurt feelings.&lt;br /&gt;it was never my intention to have these feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is true what people had said, indeed&lt;br /&gt;you and I are severely different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if that's the case, i am deeply &lt;b&gt;sorry&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1024759294185420379?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/1024759294185420379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=1024759294185420379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/1024759294185420379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dalam hidup ni ada banyak sangat benda yang kita tak dapat nak jangka.&lt;br /&gt;ada yang buat kita sedih, ada yang buat kita senang.&lt;br /&gt;ada juga yang boleh buat kita terkesima seketika akibat terkejut dengan perkhabaran yang baru diterima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila dah nak sampai ke akhir pengajian kan,&lt;br /&gt;yang memang dah tua pun mula berbicara tentang soal cinta.&lt;br /&gt;ada yang sedang gembira dengan cinta yang baru bersemi.&lt;br /&gt;ada juga yang gundah gulana akibat hubungan yang mula dilanda badai.&lt;br /&gt;ada pula yang gelisah memikirkan calon segera yang telah ditentukan untuknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku?&lt;br /&gt;masih tetap di sini.&lt;br /&gt;hidup dalam khayalan, tanpa masalah. &lt;br /&gt;naif dengan ranjau kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;bahagia dengan kasih sayang keluarga dan rakan.&lt;br /&gt;persoalan cinta diletakkan di akhir cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monolog untuk diri sendiri: &lt;i&gt;i still can't believe my friend's getting engaged with some stranger before she even finishes her studies.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;salahkah aku begitu&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-7731827282297979560?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/7731827282297979560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=7731827282297979560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7731827282297979560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941867541566808096/posts/default/7731827282297979560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;my heart is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;my life is a mess&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there people.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea whether to smile or whine now.&lt;br /&gt;as if i no longer have the ability to decide.&lt;br /&gt;as if i am no longer living in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear God, &lt;b&gt;i hate this feeling&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;please make it go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941867541566808096-1769179127718952272?l=nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nabilahrozzani.blogspot.com/feeds/1769179127718952272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941867541566808096&amp;postID=1769179127718952272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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