<?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-6905726549939717148</id><updated>2011-07-31T08:06:22.886+08:00</updated><category term='Wedding madness'/><category term='Addiction'/><title type='text'>foxadellic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-9122073837821893494</id><published>2011-05-16T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T16:14:11.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast forward a few years...</title><content type='html'>whoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sooo long since i blogged! what can I say, I've been super duper malas... plus with the new baby and all, i just kinda forgot about blogging! I dunno if i'd continue to blog from now on... i dont think anyone is actually reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anywhoo, leme see if i can recap whats been happening the past year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GAVE BIRTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about a week early. I woke up one morning, it was a Monday. Woke up that morning at about 7 ish... ok almost 8ish. about to go to work. yes I leave home for late. Anyways, i woke up, and then I noticed that my pants were slightly wet. My initial tot was that i'd peed my pants. U know, preggers ladies sometimes ter wee wee when they r almost due. So i casually told ian what happened and asked shud i worry? i wasnt feeling any pain or anything different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby... who was asleep told me to call my momma. which i did. and she told me to just go to the doc and check it out. no harm right? so i called the office told em ill b a bit late and went to the hosp. once i reached there, they told me i was already 4cm dilated!! and to think we just susuh the baby cot in our room the night before je, and met with my confinement lady the night before as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from 9am onwards, before the pain came, I was texting the office, told em abt what needed to be done and all, heck I even answered a call from a client. Sebab masa tu tak sakit lagi kan. Plus I took epi, so when the pain came, it was very minimal…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then by about 4.50pm I gave birth to Mika Ariff, 3.2 kg at birth. it was the most wonderful experience of my life. Mika opened his eyes almost immediately. and he was soo adorable… haih. Both ian and I cried just by looking at him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that’s about it. Gotta work now. To be continued?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-9122073837821893494?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/9122073837821893494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2011/05/fast-forward-few-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/9122073837821893494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/9122073837821893494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2011/05/fast-forward-few-years.html' title='Fast forward a few years...'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-7813416311054280632</id><published>2010-01-12T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:04:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kena Kaw kaw</title><content type='html'>seems like all my clients nak belasah me kaw kaw punya with work before i go on maternity leave. so much for stress free pregnancy! end of the year usually quiet but 2009 was damn busy wei! and to top it all off, January looks quite bad as well! Semua event last minute... Some more have to deliver products to media offices... letih! how la!! im soo huge now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i... will... survive... i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-7813416311054280632?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/7813416311054280632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2010/01/kena-kaw-kaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/7813416311054280632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/7813416311054280632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2010/01/kena-kaw-kaw.html' title='Kena Kaw kaw'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-4993001338060125780</id><published>2010-01-03T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:52:08.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Buzz</title><content type='html'>whoa... past few months have been a non-stop shopping marathon! well.. i hafta admit most of the times window shopping more like it. looking for best bargains for baby stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALE IS EVERYWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can breathe a bit now, we got most of the big stuff we need. im now 7 months preggers. oh wow... 2 more months to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy can't wait to meet u Mika... *kiss kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh... and Happy New Year peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-4993001338060125780?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/4993001338060125780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-buzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/4993001338060125780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/4993001338060125780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-buzz.html' title='Baby Buzz'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-4306508191713857077</id><published>2009-11-24T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:01:07.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian's Blog</title><content type='html'>so my dearest hubby just started blogging... chekkidout &lt;a href="http://www.ianjohanariff.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what his first post is about? baby stuff!!! so kalau u all nak beli us pressie for the baby... it wud give u an idea of what i want. kinda like a wish list la.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-4306508191713857077?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/4306508191713857077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ians-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/4306508191713857077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/4306508191713857077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ians-blog.html' title='Ian&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-2474201964749259356</id><published>2009-11-18T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:30:26.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random tot</title><content type='html'>sometimes i can be very mengada with Ian. Very... very mengada. And now, since the pregnancy, you can imaginelah my mengadaness berlipat ganda tenfold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, how long would Ian keep up with me kan? i shud really stop. but being mengada is just soo best! sometimes i wud go "Ian bbaby Mika says he wants ribena / milo ais.." and after grunting for a bit, he wud still get up and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i snap out of this mengada and malas state ya? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-2474201964749259356?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/2474201964749259356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-tot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/2474201964749259356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/2474201964749259356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-tot.html' title='random tot'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-1590197576055089235</id><published>2009-11-17T14:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:51:36.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months preggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry... sorry. havnt been blogging lately. been too damn lazy. too damn busy. too damn everything. i promise i will try and be more rajin... okie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So its been five months. i tried to keep quiet about the pregnancy as much as i can, because people say if i get too excited about it, ill jinx it. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i waited... and waited until now, i kenot tahan anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive been going to see the doctor every month since july. honestly, i feel the first few months scan is a waste of money, because you cant really see anything. but of course, ur just too excited to care about money... at that time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404951384733536850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SwI-pdNMUlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/hK8niW8SJO4/s400/Week+10.jpg" /&gt;scan at week 10, can roughly see the baby's head and body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404952671376096242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SwI_0WUru_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Zt9nmmwOLug/s400/Week+14.jpg" /&gt;weel 14... arms and legs start to form...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;every time i go to the doctor, i get worried and start to panic. until the doc says everything is good and progressing well... barulah i can breathe a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;once the doc gave me a panic, at first she went.. "oh... (then she paused) we will get back to that" and i was like... "oh god... what is it!!!". rupa-rupanya she just wanted to explain that this is this and that is that and that the baby is doing good. apala!! almost gave me a heart attack!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so anyways, i told myself that i dont want to panic and worry throughout the pregnancy, so i started to relax and calm myself down. try not to worry about small stuff, just do my best and be more careful. sum more after the second month, the morning sickness also takde anymore... so i was starting to enjoy the pregnancy... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404952982620442482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SwJAGdzHj3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/tO6dVj-ZrZk/s400/Week+18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i almost cried when i looked at this photo. can see the baby clearly @ week 18&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the fourth month, my baby kept moving everytime the doc wanted to snap his photo. hehe notty baby... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and the doctor said my baby might be a boy. but told me not to get too excited yet and wait for the full scan the following month. so ian and i started thinking of baby names. in fact we already shortlisted some dah pun! hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we also started our window shopping for baby stuff. good thing is the expensive stuff my mom and ian's mom nak beli. some his sisters are planning to buy. what we had to do is just select and let them know. best giler shopping like this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and last friday, i went for my full scan. ian and i were so excited!! can finally determine the sex of the baby. unlike some parents, ian and i dont want it to be a surprise. i wana plan ahead! hehe... and we found out that its gonna be a BOY!!! Ian was happy. he wanted a boy. i can see him beranganing playing football with his son already!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404952987298113986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SwJAGvOXKcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bAMUcRk-EsA/s400/Nov_Pic+1.jpg" /&gt;introducing... Mika Ariff!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404952993205224386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SwJAHFOug8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/L34L0EonD98/s400/Nov_Pic+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mika is too cute (i know i may be biased) but just look at him, dalam perut mummy dah start posing!! he even gave a peace sign!! see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so... we still hvnt bought anything for he baby. my mom dah beli some clothes, but im assuming we shud really start buying stuff frm now, so that it wont be a bomb to buy everything in one go. rumah also nak siap dah... yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay tuned for more updates.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-1590197576055089235?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/1590197576055089235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-months-preggers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/1590197576055089235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/1590197576055089235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-months-preggers.html' title='5 months preggers'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SwI-pdNMUlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/hK8niW8SJO4/s72-c/Week+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-4121939596580117339</id><published>2009-09-14T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:53:49.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Countdown</title><content type='html'>SIX MORE DAYS TO RAYA!!! IM SOO EXCITED TO BALIK KAMPUNG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year is the first year raya with the hubby. last year, he had to work. Plus its the first time celebrate first raya at the in laws... must brush up on my rendang cooking skills... yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-4121939596580117339?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/4121939596580117339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/4121939596580117339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/4121939596580117339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-countdown.html' title='Raya Countdown'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-5864706800378213303</id><published>2009-08-27T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:54:40.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe</title><content type='html'>Since May... my work schedule has been KERAYZEE!!! I tell you tak cukup kaki tangan. And this month pun equally busy... but more managable. Thank god. Now i can finally relax a bit. Now baby and mommy dah tak stressed sangat. Phew..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-5864706800378213303?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/5864706800378213303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/08/breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/5864706800378213303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/5864706800378213303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/08/breathe.html' title='Breathe'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-3650214611477989137</id><published>2009-08-06T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:23:40.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE INCONSIDERATE SMOKERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Working at Wisma Central, I get used to inconsiderate smokers huffing and puffing INDOORS. I dunno, we just get used to it. But since I discovered Im preggers, its really starting to irritate me - A LOT!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;I mean I dont care if you wanna smoke. Your lungs, your life. But when you impose danger to others, its just very, terribly INCONSIDERATE OF YOU!!! Like, are you just that STUPID? &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; forcing some other people to just deal with it? What? If I don't like it, I should move? COME ON LAH!! I KENOT TAHAN IT ANYMOREEEE!!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Why must we, the non smokers suffer??? Im frikking preggers for gods sake!! BE CONSIDERATE!! Even for people who are not preggers, why must we just accept this nonsense?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Arghh!!!!&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-3650214611477989137?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/3650214611477989137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-inconsiderate-smokers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/3650214611477989137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/3650214611477989137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-inconsiderate-smokers.html' title='I HATE INCONSIDERATE SMOKERS'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-2921385454647595267</id><published>2009-06-30T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:13:06.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Think its GOOD to be Plastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;I was watching an episode of House yesterday and this guy had a condition where he often spurts out the truth... uncontrollably. I mean he just says everything that’s on his mind! Its some kind of medical condition... I dun really remember what it’s called (and I’m too lazy to google it).&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;Anyways, my point is, if u tell the truth and nothing but the truth, you tend to hurt your loved ones. I mean... I don’t want to know if Ian secretly fancies another girl. Even if I know its perfectly normal for someone to feel that way sometimes especially if uve been with that person  for a long time. Its what you do with &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; feelings that count... anyways&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;So yea, I do think its good to be plastic and lie every once in a while to keep certain things to urself. May be hypocritical... but its makes the world a better place?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;p/s: Having said that, I still expect my friends to actually tell me if my makeup is too over, my baju tak cantik... etc. :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-2921385454647595267?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/2921385454647595267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-think-its-good-to-be-plastic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/2921385454647595267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/2921385454647595267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-think-its-good-to-be-plastic.html' title='Why I Think its GOOD to be Plastic'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-1530052653652992748</id><published>2009-06-15T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:56:22.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat whisperer</title><content type='html'>There is this nenek staying at the same apartment as I am and she has this amazing ability to talk to her cats. And I tot I was the ultimate cat person! Hmmph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, she would go to the pasar or kedai runcit or wherever and her cats would follow her anywhere. No leash no nothing. I mean I know cats, they dont just whatever it is u tell them to do...unless there's a treat or they're getting a good back rub or... something. And I have never seen a cat follow someone around like that. I mean... its gotta be love right? Why else would they follow her arund like that?? Catnip?!!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-1530052653652992748?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/1530052653652992748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/cat-whisperer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/1530052653652992748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/1530052653652992748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/cat-whisperer.html' title='Cat whisperer'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-8605153817435132865</id><published>2009-06-11T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:28:49.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balik Penang</title><content type='html'>I will be in Penang from tomorrow till Sunday...  this means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NASI KANDAR LINE CLEAR HERE I COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-8605153817435132865?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/8605153817435132865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/balik-penang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/8605153817435132865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/8605153817435132865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/balik-penang.html' title='Balik Penang'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-6695745317670370036</id><published>2009-06-05T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:24:30.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its FRIDAY and Im in no mood to work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;was browsing through some old photos and tot id upload it here... to my gal pals... dun marah me okie... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343723972850864466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sii4pBuD0VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8uHP7gNC1cc/s400/n1127482475_30120328_6861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two loonies are my bestest buddies...  Iylia (L) and Hirda. The other loony, Fahda is MIA in police camp.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343723979133626306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sii4pZH_J8I/AAAAAAAAAJM/OAN1pDmwCkA/s400/n1127482475_30120326_6231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok maybe im the loony&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343723978870056706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sii4pYJJZwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ah2UlpPLR5c/s400/n1127482475_30120327_6547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wait... theres a camera there? shocker!! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343723981929010722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sii4pjidViI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vJjb2AmXm1Y/s400/n1127482475_30120325_5914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aah.. much better... sekian terima kasih&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-6695745317670370036?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/6695745317670370036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-friday-and-im-in-no-mood-to-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/6695745317670370036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/6695745317670370036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-friday-and-im-in-no-mood-to-work.html' title='its FRIDAY and Im in no mood to work'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sii4pBuD0VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8uHP7gNC1cc/s72-c/n1127482475_30120328_6861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-8910442517919279391</id><published>2009-06-03T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:18:30.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check out what i said about Ian during my wedding!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is an old video... I still can't believe i said that on TV!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8337da539b7ad230" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8337da539b7ad230%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896451%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EF65F8F2F81D8ED12C40DC881A5366F1F24807F.3EFD9AB7352883DB9788219CB507C120A0C78E59%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8337da539b7ad230%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZi2dA24-sUzSPlcSe2LMvHQQBjQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8337da539b7ad230%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329896451%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EF65F8F2F81D8ED12C40DC881A5366F1F24807F.3EFD9AB7352883DB9788219CB507C120A0C78E59%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8337da539b7ad230%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZi2dA24-sUzSPlcSe2LMvHQQBjQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-8910442517919279391?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8337da539b7ad230&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/8910442517919279391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/check-out-what-i-said-about-ian-during.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/8910442517919279391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/8910442517919279391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/06/check-out-what-i-said-about-ian-during.html' title='check out what i said about Ian during my wedding!!!'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-234281320813093087</id><published>2009-05-29T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:18:15.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rihanna Concert in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>its been like what, 3-4 months ?? and the organisers have not made any announcements whatsoever on the status of the concert (or did i miss any announcement peeps?). i know they made that one announcement sayin that the concert is postponned and NOT cancelled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally returned my tix, and they told me that it will take 45 days for them to reimburse the ticket. thing is, i cant even scold axcess tickets because they r not to blame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to anyone else still holding on to their tix, lupakanlah... go to the axcess office and get your money back now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-234281320813093087?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/234281320813093087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/05/rihanna-concert-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/234281320813093087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/234281320813093087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/05/rihanna-concert-in-malaysia.html' title='Rihanna Concert in Malaysia'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-6920600175650414297</id><published>2009-05-24T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:37:42.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will update SOON</title><content type='html'>i promise!!! leme get this crazy month of may over and done with and i will update like there is no tomorrow!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-6920600175650414297?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/6920600175650414297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-will-update-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/6920600175650414297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/6920600175650414297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-will-update-soon.html' title='i will update SOON'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-2583217876102059966</id><published>2009-04-22T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:14:06.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet...</title><content type='html'>Okay... so I'm gaining a lotta weight. And yes, its got a LOT to do with my passion for rice and curry. Everyday must have curry.. curry.. curry with rice. I can literally drink curry in a cup. And when it comes to rice, it’s a plate full almost every time, no such thing as nasi separuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I can’t fit in any of my clothes. Last weekend I was even contemplating to wear Ian's shirt, and perhaps jazz it up a bit because everything I own will show off my buncitness. Sigh… Doesn’t help that I just suspended my gym membership for the time being. Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these past few days I’ve been sorta dieting. Its only been like three days. I call it, “Nadia’s Half Diet”. I eat everything I want but cut it down to half. It worked the last time when I was toning down for my wedding. In a way I still get the satisfaction from eating whatever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… lets hope it works this time round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-2583217876102059966?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/2583217876102059966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/04/diet.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/2583217876102059966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/2583217876102059966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/04/diet.html' title='Diet...'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-3850102997209485699</id><published>2009-04-13T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:40:17.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila seluar dah koyak...</title><content type='html'>Haih. Last week, i koyak-ed another pair of pants. Yes I know. Its a sign. Ida had a good laugh about it last Friday. The funny thing is I realised about just as I was thinking of buying some tea time snacks. I was even thinking about roti canai kuah kari banjir... MMmmmMm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I went with the unhealthy goodness of Super Ring and another cuppa of Nescafe Ais! Who cares if i don't fit my pants anymore! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-3850102997209485699?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/3850102997209485699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/04/bila-seluar-dah-koyak.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/3850102997209485699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/3850102997209485699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/04/bila-seluar-dah-koyak.html' title='Bila seluar dah koyak...'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-1774797365962882453</id><published>2009-04-06T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:10:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the crazy month of March...</title><content type='html'>I know i have not blogged in a while. Been soo caught up with work, you cant even imagine. I promise I will post updates the soonest... PROMISE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-1774797365962882453?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/1774797365962882453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazy-month-of-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/1774797365962882453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/1774797365962882453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazy-month-of-march.html' title='the crazy month of March...'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-3393751526750289493</id><published>2009-03-06T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:06:59.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral Sex is Illegal in Malaysia??</title><content type='html'>Was browsing thru malaysiakini and I was drawn to this article titled "Oral Sex is Definitely More Dangerous Than Criminals in Malaysia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Dr Chua Soi Lek is being investigated for allegedly performing oral sex, you know the whole DVD scandal thinggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article also mentions that giving oral sex is illegal in this country.Is this true? I know sex / oral sex out of marriage is illegal for Muslims but Dr Chua is NOT Muslim. And as far as i know, even for Muslims, if you are married, you can do whateverthehell you want with your partner sexually... EXCEPT... well.. the.. thing.. erm imvolving number two of course. You know.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-3393751526750289493?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/3393751526750289493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/03/oral-sex-is-illegal-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/3393751526750289493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/3393751526750289493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/03/oral-sex-is-illegal-in-malaysia.html' title='Oral Sex is Illegal in Malaysia??'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-1085626561884795833</id><published>2009-03-01T00:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:35:47.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will miss you February...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;February, February. It came to an end. It was a great month. Although I was hit by a bad luck streak on my birthday (refer previous &lt;a href="http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;), February was eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the stroke of midnight on February 10, hubby gave me my birthday pressie. It’s a sort of tradition for us to give gifts around this time... right Ian? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, this is what I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307907989855962066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal6MbvSg9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/EaYCCYk9Wag/s400/P2100098.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Two Tiffany &amp;amp; Co charms!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every girl would jump with joy seeing this turquoise box perfectly wrapped with a white satin bow. Sigh... and i got TWO! Oh the joy... One for my birthday, and another for Valentines. Thank you Ian... you know I love you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its two identical heart shaped charms, one with the engraving... erm "I LOVE YOU" and the other.... heheh "Naughty" and on the other side "Nice". SOO CUTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And although I kinda indicated what I want, or rather... in a way instructed him to buy me a charm from Tiffany, it was still a kind of a surprise because I don’t know if he WOULD get it for me, or if he did, which one I would get :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, later on that night, Ian arranged a get-together with some friends for dinner at Hard Rock Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307902670681369234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal1W0RPapI/AAAAAAAAAHE/d6_Ye5ZSWBA/s320/P2100124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307902202040351074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal07icg-WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/n5TSjtX3Cd8/s320/P2100103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307902665689010610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal1Whq-EbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X-0Byoh6TO4/s320/P2100105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307902671089331698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal1W1ygbfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xfUN2tVOyNU/s320/P2100113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks (l-r) Shaz, Hirda, Aainaa &amp;amp; Yasir for coming even though its a work day and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Valentines, Ian took me to PD for the weekend. Although nyamuk PD left me itchy for the next 3 or 4 days (nasty lil buggers), it was fun just the two of us, hanging out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307908006394092482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal6NZWSW8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mq5EmdJ6F3M/s400/P2140209.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307907999925589602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal6NBQE1mI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mwi3vulm2oE/s400/P2140182.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing beats unleashing the inner mermaid/merman in you on Valentines...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307907992789870450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal6MmqyZ3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/e-rgODxVuwI/s400/P2140188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307912493073694210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal-SjiD_gI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YeP2VMJTOt4/s400/P2140242.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't be fooled by this beautiful photo. Chorus PD is NOT that lawa at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend, Ian's band Skatanixs booked a gig in Ipoh. Road trip again. Shiok! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307912480701276898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal-R1cP4uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7LPSjsxCKgg/s400/DSC02242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Along (bass) sempat berposing, Fi (guitar &amp;amp; vocals) feeling nyanyi &amp;amp; Ian at the back semput dah lama tak main drums. Brapa kali nak line up change wei!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307912491739717586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal-SekBH9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/rQZ92hryU10/s400/DSC02291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For those who tak tahu this is called moshing. A ritual dance routine ususally performed where one gets away with kicking and punching ones friend... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307912479274957234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal-RwIL-bI/AAAAAAAAAHs/33W4_xaHRzM/s400/DSC02231.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian who is currently on drums again. Before this he played guitar and before that bass. Basically he plays everything lah. Gila kuasa betul my hubby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, last Friday Ida, Hyma, Cheryl, Hirda and I went for a belated... belated birthday dinner at Hard Rock Cafe... again. My choice really. We wanted somewhere with a band, and I really don’t know anywhere else to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307917302606803330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SamCqgcHMYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JVg6kb182TQ/s400/P2270279.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone was all smiles when food arrived (l-r: Cheryl, Ida, Hyma and WHO ELSE LAH KAN).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915412498568274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SamA8fPMVFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/E5630pjmGRE/s400/P2270284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915410837351362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SamA8ZDIK8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/TgErKVUzs8g/s400/P2270298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hirda (in red) joined us later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915739427190834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SamBPhJDODI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hqRU5y2oJMs/s400/P2270311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915396804333810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SamA7kxZUPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mp2TBB4_F6E/s400/P2270281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys... had a wonderful time. And thanks for the CDs as well. Suka giler I. You should have stayed on for the malam pesta muda mudi. Best...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s about it. Run along now. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-1085626561884795833?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/1085626561884795833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-will-miss-you-february.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/1085626561884795833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/1085626561884795833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-will-miss-you-february.html' title='I will miss you February...'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/Sal6MbvSg9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/EaYCCYk9Wag/s72-c/P2100098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-509985873168417328</id><published>2009-02-23T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:24:11.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a thing for drummer boys…</title><content type='html'>Ian and I started dating since November 2004. At that time I just broke up with my ex of almost 5 years and he just broke up with his ex a couple weeks before I did. So our friendship grew more out of our support for each other…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first few days of Hari Raya in 2004, I went to Penang with my family. Ian is also from Penang so he too, balik kampung for raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few days there, I was bored, so Ian asked me out. I tot, no harm “friends” hanging out right? So he came over to the hotel, picked me up and went out. He took me to an open house, one of his friends. Which was fun. Anything is fun when there’s Penang food involved!!! Some more home cooked!!! Yummay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night, we went out for dinner (food, food, Penang food). Not just the two of us, but with his friends. After shopping at Feringghi walk, I tot it would be nice to take a walk by the beach. U know… just to talk and stuff :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny thing happened that night. As we got there, we walked past a group of people having fun, playing by the beach. Some children were laughing and I can see some adults fishing or something. Then suddenly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“KAK NADIA!!!!”, said my lil sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kantoi! Lol. I know. I know. What was I thinking right? Want to bercinta at a place where I knew my family was going be at. (For the record, I tot everyone would be asleep already by that time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmphh…So anyways… everyone was there. My mom, my stepdad, my sis, my uncle, his wife and their two daughters, my maksu… oh gosh. (But we still found a nice place to sit and talk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was the moonlight, sea breeze, I dunno. But I fell HARD for him that night. The warm tingly, feeling you get when you fall in love. Sigh… We talked and talked, and I knew that there was no turning back. Fast forward a few months, drama here, drama there. We became an item on December 1, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the reason why I wrote this whole post. (Peeps, please prepare a bag or something coz I think you are gonna barf after reading this… or tissues.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing this post is because… after almost 5 years down the road (and a shitload of couple issues) I just recently started to feel the kinda love I felt the first time I fell in love with him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I didn’t love him throughout the years… but I’m starting to get that warm and tingly feeling again every time were together. I don’t know what he did, what I did. But I really feel like whatever shit that happened in the past, really meant nothing. And I’m really glad that he stayed by me through good, the bad times and the really REALLY bad times. I guess it just makes us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my dear Ian Johan Ariff, my drummer boy, my best friend, my husband… my life. I love you with all my heart and soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-509985873168417328?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/509985873168417328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-thing-for-drummer-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/509985873168417328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/509985873168417328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-thing-for-drummer-boys.html' title='I have a thing for drummer boys…'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-5514612363634719461</id><published>2009-02-20T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:18:58.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Addiction'/><title type='text'>Addiction…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SZ5sivACtiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gHmNY9CTlmw/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304796755077019170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SZ5sivACtiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gHmNY9CTlmw/s320/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right at this very moment, I’m happily sipping my second bungkus of Nescafe Ais. I just had a cup about 3 hours ago. The sweet and rich taste of sweetened condensed milk, mixed with coffee … oooohhhh…. it really gets me going. I try to limit it to once a day, but its Friday… might as well let loose and indulge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-5514612363634719461?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/5514612363634719461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/02/addiction_20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/5514612363634719461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/5514612363634719461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/02/addiction_20.html' title='Addiction…'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SZ5sivACtiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gHmNY9CTlmw/s72-c/DSC00744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-6535606253517609962</id><published>2009-02-16T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:54:50.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY Birthday?</title><content type='html'>What a birthday. Before I start ranting about what a nightmare of a birthday I had, let’s talk about the positives shall we. I’d like to thank everyone who called, text, Facebook-ed… reminding me that I’m another year older. I still feel as if I just left uni, but in fact it’s been almost 3 years! And almost 10 years have passed since I left school. Its time for a reunion people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thanks to Ian, Hirda, Shaz, Aainaa and Yasir who came and celebrated with me that night. Thanks sayang for the beday pressie… I LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how it all started…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next day, feeling dreadful and I know already that this is not going to be a good day. Today was the day I have to deliver some products to all the publications in town. And I know that it’s going to be tiring. So I decided to go to the office earlier to clear some emails, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I left my apartment, I was stuck in this really bad jam. Usually the jam would start a bit further down at Jelatek heading towards Jalan Ampang, but this time, on my birthday, the jam was soo bad that it took me like 20 minutes to just pass two traffic lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, things got worse. I was soo immersed in cursing and swearing about the jam that I didn’t notice that I had a flat tyre. Thank god this nice guy pointed it out, otherwise, habis koyak my rim. It was around 8ish so workshop belum open lagi. Had to wait for hubby to come and we switched cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was late, I didn’t go to the office, so didn’t check emails. Whatever. Off I went for my delivery… after about 4 stops, then my shoe putus. So I had to wear this really uncomfortable kasut for my delivery. Then I noticed this other shoe pun macam nak putus. But I kept on wearing em coz I didn’t have a choice. The other shoe i had was a killer! Then, the other shoe pun gave up on me. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 4ish, we still had a few more stops for the day. I was excited to finish off a bit more today so that we could finish everything by tomorrow earlier. Happily I walked back to my car. I sat down and then “Prrakkkk”… my seluar koyak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, I had to cut my delivery short. Went back to the office and cleared some urgent work. Even that turned out bad. Last Saturday client realised I made a boo boo and selected the wrong copy for this brochure that I’m working on. This was the biggest boo boo to top off my unlucky streak. I mean it was only one word that was wrong, but still... no one noticed it. Not even client when they approved it! haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Some birthday eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-6535606253517609962?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/6535606253517609962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/6535606253517609962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/6535606253517609962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY Birthday?'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-5067758086389134861</id><published>2009-01-29T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:41:31.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Wish List!!!</title><content type='html'>My birthday is coming up on February 10. I will be 26 soon. Funny how time flies kan. I can't seem to remember what I did throughout my early 20s. Apart from getting married of course... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a list of things I want or need. Although I doubt anyone would read this post… since the blog is soo new. All items are quite reasonably priced. I didn’t ask for a car or Rob Pattinson or anything… :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Breaking Dawn by Stephanie Meyer (Don't wan Eclipse anymore)&lt;br /&gt;2. Any books from Jodi Picoult (I don’t have any of her books)&lt;br /&gt;3. Beyonce’s New Album- I am Sasha Fierce&lt;br /&gt;4. Britney Spears New Album- Circus&lt;br /&gt;5. Lingerie (A girl could never have enough)&lt;br /&gt;6. Another charm from Tiffany &amp;amp; Co for my bracelet (Ian .. hint… hint)&lt;br /&gt;7. A wallet&lt;br /&gt;8. Cute Pyjamas (I am a size 10UK)&lt;br /&gt;9. A cover for my Ipod&lt;br /&gt;10. Another gym partner? I can’t think of another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to wishful thinking!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-5067758086389134861?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/5067758086389134861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-birthday-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/5067758086389134861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/5067758086389134861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-birthday-wish-list.html' title='My Birthday Wish List!!!'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-5037795384077625685</id><published>2009-01-29T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:02:18.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding madness'/><title type='text'>I was a BRIDEZILLA!!!</title><content type='html'>Ian and I decided to get married quite suddenly. When he proposed I said "Yes... but not yet". "Let’s wait a couple of years..." I kept holding it off... for about a year or so. I know. Soo unromantic of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we finally decided that it was time, it all just happened soo fast. I was kinda conned into it actually. I was still buying time but I guess Ian didn't want to wait any longer or his mother did not want to wait any longer. Or whatever it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fine day, my mom got a call from his mom they talked about our wedding or our engagement that time. I was there when it happened, and I was wondering why my mom kept giving me weird looks. After the call she said: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mama: Why didn't you tell me you wanted to get married? Ian's mom just called me telling me about the news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me: Huh??? Oh.. That... But we didn't agree on a date or anything! That’s why I didn't tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I called Ian to scold him. He said he asked me the day before or something like that and I said OK. It was probably one of those moments where I blanked out when he was talking and I just said yes to cover up for not paying attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soo anyways, from that point onwards everything was on full swing. Ian's mom came over few weeks after and decided on an engagement date. The engagement date was... was... September 8, 2007. I kind of had to dig up my old emails to get the date. Yes, I forgot my engagement date :P moving on... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My theme was light blue. I made a mistake choosing my fave colour for the ENGAGEMENT and not THE WEDDING. Soo stupid. I liked my makeup and baju and hairdo for my engagement better than my wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engagement turned out to be a big deal. I think we had like 200 people? Haih, big family. If we invite this person, we have to invite the other person as well. Soo hectic I tell you. Mini &lt;em&gt;pelamin la, hantaran la, makan la&lt;/em&gt;, crazy! And in just a few months! Heck, we didn't even want to have an engagement in the first place. But I'm glad we did, it was fun. Lotsa... photo opps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296623251086127202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFiyL4QMGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GV1Kj0Dgjec/s320/1_120884932l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296623625862799490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFjIAB-YII/AAAAAAAAAD8/fDZ5CCvpFG8/s320/1_355973329l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296626701556949922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFl7B4mo6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/CeDJDNUc5-I/s320/1_989652540l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the hecticness of the engagement, we had around 6 months to plan a wedding. Yes, SIX months. No venue, no NOTHING. I took a month break some more because I was tired from the engagement planning, etc. So then finally I &lt;em&gt;kelam kabut&lt;/em&gt; cari venue. Went to Kampung Pengantin and I fell in love with it immediately! The package is also very reasonable. Then I got VERY excited. IM GETTING MARRIED!! Yay! Then &lt;em&gt;pilih kain and baju&lt;/em&gt;…. Soo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward, it was down to the last 3 months. I started to panic. After the baju and venue, I didn’t do anything. Lepak and soo relaxed. My mama was more nervous than I was. After much scolding from her, I finally moved my lazy butt and got down to work. Hired a wedding planner, and everything was a breeze then… NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out &lt;em&gt;bunga telur&lt;/em&gt; soo expensive! Like the really nice ones will cost you around RM 10-15. Times 100 will come up to RM 1,500. And that’s just the bunga telur. Mati!! So I decided to make myself. Me. I’ve never been artsy. But I learned to make bunga telur and the results were not bad, thanks to the help of close friends and family. Thank you guys for helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for the wedding was to have everything all in one day. Morning was &lt;em&gt;Nikah&lt;/em&gt;. In the afternoon we had a reception for family, and another dinner reception for friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we broke it down to three parts is that we want to actually meet these people. I can’t meet all of 1500 people in one go. Even so, I still x sempat meet up with everyone. Wedding date, March 9, 2008. This one I remembered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the &lt;em&gt;pelamin&lt;/em&gt; and makeup, took package from one person. The theme was white for night and gold for day. F&amp;amp;B, overall deco by Kampung Pengantin. &lt;em&gt;Hantaran&lt;/em&gt;, made ourselves. Wedding cake… sponsored by Kak Elain… Thank you! Wedding favours, cupcakes which in the end because of mass production didn’t look like the sample I agreed on. Some more they didn’t meet the dateline! How to not panic the day before the wedding?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everything boiled down to the day before the wedding. What’s worse is that I’ve been having trouble sleeping for the past 3 days. I couldn’t sleep at all. Kept thinking about things that still need to be done. I couldn’t let go. Even tho my mom told me to rest and not worry. I couldn’t! I was bridezilla! I was angry at everyone. Raised my voice at family members, Ian… and fussed about everything. Ribbon &lt;em&gt;senget, hantaran&lt;/em&gt; not standardised, flower girls &lt;em&gt;belum sampai KL&lt;/em&gt;, how Ian is not supportive and is just letting go... I fussed about EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the day of the wedding came. I just slept for about 3 hours. Have to wake up early for hair &amp;amp; makeup. Nikah was at 10am. Went to Kampung Pengantin. I started to relax a bit, but was suddenly getting kind of nervous. I’m about to get married in a few hours. Finally it hit me. For the past few months I’ve been fussing about the wedding but I didn’t give a thought about becoming a wife. And there I stood, suddenly realising that my life was going to change. Becoming a wife meant responsibilities, raising a family… I didn’t think of all that. All I thought about was having a perfect wedding. I suddenly became humbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah… Nikah went smoothly. Just one lafaz. I cried after. My mom cried. My friends cried. Ian didn’t cry :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296627194301657282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFmXtgGMMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VYM5ymy-7ek/s320/Ian%26Nadia_1254.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296627495911953474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFmpRFmFEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-LtGGPC_ixQ/s320/Ian%26Nadia_1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the receptions went well. I’m so blessed to have family members and friends who took the time and effort, despite the heat and fatigue, helped out to make my wedding a success. There were flaws here and there, but I didn’t care anymore. I was just having soo much fun being the King and Queen of the day. Cameras flashing, families getting together, laughing and having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296628862992258914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFn4128F2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/GN0Gseiz78s/s320/Ian%26Nadia_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296629652611553490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFomza2WNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BUQrKSqFsvY/s320/Ian%26Nadia_2400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296629664241829746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFonevuR3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/D1scHlfT0e4/s320/Ian%26Nadia_3215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296629667461010914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFonqvPFeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0LRnu35Wdpc/s320/Ian%26Nadia_3212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those that I still haven’t thanked… THANK YOU!! THANK YOU SOO VERY MUCH! And I’m sorry I turned into a bridezilla and all on ya! Promise not to do it again??! Heheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics from the wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296627735139271986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFm3MR1RTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y3BaAF39wuA/s320/Ian%26Nadia_1283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296628237828222786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFnUc8N70I/AAAAAAAAAE8/dWOMm598ZDw/s320/Ian%26Nadia_2330.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296628578722916978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFnoS32KnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PmfE7n-Hw7U/s320/Ian%26Nadia_3445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been 10 months since the wedding. I'm glad i got conned into it. Although it feels the same between Ian and I, nothing different between us, still argue over the same things, still did the same activities, still hang out with the same group of people but still... the experience is soo much... fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-5037795384077625685?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/5037795384077625685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-bridezilla.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/5037795384077625685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/5037795384077625685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-bridezilla.html' title='I was a BRIDEZILLA!!!'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SYFiyL4QMGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GV1Kj0Dgjec/s72-c/1_120884932l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-4626715893657906873</id><published>2009-01-22T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:45:48.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hubby... Wubby... Jubby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry. im in one of em moods. took me quite some time to come back with another post. Been super busy... and i just got back from my trip to Bangkok. Will blog about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.. back to the topic. This is Ian Johan Ariff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294020083587183394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SXgjN5P_cyI/AAAAAAAAADU/qQlV60c9GOM/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started dating back in 2004. Almost four years of dating then we got MAARIEEDDD...on March 9, 2008. Why that date?? Well... no reason. We just wanted the next possible school holiday available for the location we selected. I know soo unromantic kan.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian is kerayzee about football. He's a KOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294020629096923458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SXgjtpbpgUI/AAAAAAAAADc/6Ts_OYK1BZU/s320/n1127482475_30120627_3751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also reads the news on Astro Awani (channel 501).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... what else. He is/used to be a skateboarder. I think i have a thing for people who deliberately want to hurt themselves. Or prolly I just like crazy dudes. Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian is really simple when it comes to food. Just fry him an egg and he is a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ian because, he is very patient with me. And he layans my childish, manje, mengada attitude every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you babybooooo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905726549939717148-4626715893657906873?l=foxadellic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/feeds/4626715893657906873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-hubby-wubby-jubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/4626715893657906873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905726549939717148/posts/default/4626715893657906873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxadellic.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-hubby-wubby-jubby.html' title='My Hubby... Wubby... Jubby...'/><author><name>foxadellic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04418423455428007060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jxaf1PidflM/SXgjN5P_cyI/AAAAAAAAADU/qQlV60c9GOM/s72-c/DSC00070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905726549939717148.post-1522051155402052517</id><published>2009-01-02T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:42:14.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey! (hey!) You! (You)</title><content type='html'>Ok this is scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I’ve gathered enough courage (and effort) to start my own blog. I’ve always been hogging other people’s blogs, guess it’s about time I start my own. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, about me. I’m married, been married for almost a year. Wow… time flies when ur having fun ya? And sayang, that means even after all we’ve been through I actually… secretly… enjoyed it! I mean what’s a marriage without some meaningless arguments… right? If not we’d have the same conversation about… “How’s Work” or “Where should we head for dinner” day in… day out (zzZZzzzZZzz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what else. I love to eat but I’m not too adventurous about food. I’m crazy about cats. Current craze, going to supermarkets to buy just about everything for the house. We just moved in ya see, so yea… you always need that new… well... everything! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a love/hate relationship with my 12 going on 13 year old sister. Will talk about her later on. I’m in Public relations- been in the industry for almost three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I guess that’s it. I will reveal more of me as we go on. I’ll upload pics later on when I can actually figure out how. But for now, just want to remind everyone…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please wear your rear seat belts people!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Happy New Year. 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