<?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-857675504812090551</id><updated>2012-02-07T14:35:07.788+08:00</updated><category term='makeup artist'/><title type='text'>the purple sofa</title><subtitle type='html'>fuzzy thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-6357288071304918966</id><published>2011-05-24T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:23:05.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>noname</title><content type='html'>allo there~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been married for over 2 months n yet i havent talked abt the wedding or uploaded any pictures.. and everyone's asking where the photo album or video coming out.. and to be plain, ade and i terlupa nak mintak from the photographer/videographer &amp;nbsp;actually. heheheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bukannye apa, like a month back we received our wedding pictures, softcopies. and there were like a million pictures (okay, hiperbola, tau..) and we had to go tru the pictures to pick suitable album cover pictures. there we so many, sampai pening tgk gamba.. hehehe. i looooove the pictures, of course. other than receiving my spm, then my degree, it was about the best experience in my life EVER. n i think i look pwetty.. hehehe. perasan. okay la FINE, the makeup artist made me pretty and the photographer/videographer managed to capture me looking pretty sometimes.. sheesh. berkira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as i said, there were so many pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got sick of looking at myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that is why i havent really gone tru the wedding pics/videos dgn penuh perasaan yet. pluss there are soooo many things going on right now, it feels like i'm jumping from one roller coaster to another to another and yet another. its tiring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and i went to rome for our honeymoon part 1/10. haha. kesian Ade. no time to look tru those pictures yet too. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i have to apologise to so many people for ignoring/abandoning them these past few months. really, when i have the time, i'd love to make it up. but for now, i'm so sorry..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay this entry is so jumbled up, i better stop. buhbye now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title='noname'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-5850556733809297765</id><published>2011-03-28T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T11:08:28.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mrs cinderella</title><content type='html'>i love being married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love having a husband, a best friend, a roomie and a partner all rolled up into one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they lived happily ever after~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cinderella story ended at the wedding. now the story of mrs cinderella begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo~&lt;div 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cinderella'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-1741363082825579653</id><published>2011-03-08T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T01:58:13.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is a four letter word..</title><content type='html'>the wedding is in FOUR days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the other four letter word pops out in my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demmit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the cycle i go through the whole day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;think about wedding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get excited about wedding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;heart skips a beat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;heart skips a few more beats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get&amp;nbsp;nauseous mcm nak muntah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha tatau aper masalah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting married is like your first day at school.. only like a trillion times worse. what if they dont like me??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;dah la tak reti masak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/857675504812090551-1741363082825579653?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3762329878091846360</id><published>2011-02-24T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T23:58:57.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a holiday...</title><content type='html'>hi saya tak sabar nak kahwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i dont know which i'm more looking forward to; the wedding and being married to the love of my life or getting a 2.5 weeks holiday. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really a workaholic, but the workload right now seems to force me into being one. i dunno what kind of superwoman these ppl at work think i am but to be frank, I AM NOT. maybe in the process of turning into one la, but still not used to my own superpowers. i'm superman, but the smallville type. ;) &lt;s&gt;ooh can i be lana lang please?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its not for my love for the job and the company, i'd be giving up and start practising how to be a housewife by now. hehe. i rasa mesti susah jadi wife to a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;carnivoran OCD&lt;/span&gt; husband. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had the worst start to the worst day possible.. had a restless night having (yet another) wedding nightmare, so naturally i woke up late, got stuck in jam, sampai keje lambat, got banned from my normal parking space, masuk office lagi lambat sbb carik parking space, and before i had my morning coffee i received an urgent assignment which needs action asap. blardy hell. then to top it off, my phone was ringing off the hook, and work keeps coming in every second (okay, maybe hiperbola skit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there is always a purple lining to every dark cloud, right? and that's &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;. seeing my fiance during lunch and after work keeps me sane, somehow.&amp;nbsp;its like he rescues me.&amp;nbsp;*insert damsel-in-distress disclaimer here* being rescued is cool. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to be married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is tired. i go sleep. nite nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6siw1D-73c/TWZ_R61IG0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/nJIM7PRMQqk/s1600/181792_1808656545542_1513804369_31928548_115363_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6siw1D-73c/TWZ_R61IG0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/nJIM7PRMQqk/s400/181792_1808656545542_1513804369_31928548_115363_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" 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href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-need-holiday.html' title='i need a holiday...'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6siw1D-73c/TWZ_R61IG0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/nJIM7PRMQqk/s72-c/181792_1808656545542_1513804369_31928548_115363_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7471942615234265106</id><published>2011-02-08T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T01:03:05.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roses are red, violets are ... purple!</title><content type='html'>so many things on my mind i cant think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some days i feel like a juggler. carefully juggling my thoughts up and down, up and down making sure to catch each and every one of them and not make them fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some days i feel like an autistic kid; simply lining the thoughts up in a straight line, neatly and then just simply.. stare at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some days i feel like an ant. stacking the thoughts into a pile, so huge to my eyes.. till a human comes along and flick my then-minute and irrelevant pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some days i feel knocking over my own jenga-tower of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i'm not complaining. there's just so many things on my mind i cant think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind regards,&lt;br /&gt;miss fariza for another 33 days =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7471942615234265106?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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title='save the date~'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TTJy5xV3dYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/OQ_dWM8JSfg/s72-c/163737_611445253875_222401216_5845512_8148701_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7642211805341028214</id><published>2011-01-16T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T12:21:52.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self</title><content type='html'>tolong jgn emo bila dekat-dekat period. =)&lt;br /&gt;pms is self-destructive. damn.&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, sorry for the drama. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TTJx-echJ_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/gr3Ylvqtv30/s1600/DSC00728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TTJx-echJ_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/gr3Ylvqtv30/s400/DSC00728.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;suzie when she got her first boob. hahahahh. *bad owner*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7642211805341028214?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TTJx-echJ_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/gr3Ylvqtv30/s72-c/DSC00728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7909432904533452148</id><published>2011-01-04T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:02:05.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year~</title><content type='html'>10 weekends to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe i really should stop creating these countdowns/milestones; 100 days la, 3months la, 10 weekends la. freaking myself out je~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to be in our own house~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TSKpDLSO2JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sc3UKxyJ1YM/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TSKpDLSO2JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sc3UKxyJ1YM/s400/images.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ade, this is the floating bed i told u about. tak mati ke tido atas magnet??&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TSKpFsGQBRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pYNoXHGHxjw/s1600/Wedding-Dress_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TSKpFsGQBRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pYNoXHGHxjw/s320/Wedding-Dress_01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;so pwetty~ nak kawen jugak&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7909432904533452148?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7909432904533452148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=7909432904533452148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7909432904533452148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7909432904533452148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year~'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TSKpDLSO2JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sc3UKxyJ1YM/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-4937807537683983356</id><published>2010-12-30T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T01:17:31.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harimau malayaaa</title><content type='html'>heylow&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TRti7NRVhKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/8yHOOwNg9Ag/s1600/T03991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TRti7NRVhKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/8yHOOwNg9Ag/s400/T03991.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malaysia won the suzuki cup! makes me proud on two levels; for being a malaysian and for owning a suzuki! hahahh. from not knowing about the cup at all right until the boys went into the finals, i really think that they did a superb job! kagum jugak aa, sbb the game was somewhat ..honourable. heheh. with all the laser controversy and what-nots. i think our boys not only showed their skills, but they also played a clean game and with good sportmanship. i like~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bangga siut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;my sister has a crush on the goalkeeper with magnet hands dah. nasib baik i'm engaged. hahahaa. (ade, kidding, u know u're my one and only. &lt;s&gt;and josh hartnett jugak&lt;/s&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TRtjIL7-s-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/PBVLEN_vU5I/s1600/Khairul+Fahmi+KLIA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TRtjIL7-s-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/PBVLEN_vU5I/s320/Khairul+Fahmi+KLIA.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;for azleen ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the thing is like most is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;public holiday on friday!! (31st dec 2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perfect! because u know what, i applied for leave on 29-31 dec, but cancelled the leave on 31st, to let my colleague have his holiday. i guess niat baik doesnt go unnoticed, and turns out 31st is a public holiday! yeayyy! so i get my 5-day long weekend~ naisssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a good day today. summary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a good look at the doorgifts, and i really like it lah~ hahah gedik skit. i was worried it wasnt what i expected but it turned out good lah actually. so, i'm happy. hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went for first fitting! for baju nikah. tot i lost weight, but the inches stayed dowh. haiseh. funny thing happened during the fitting - i put on another bride's nikah dress unintentionally, thinking it was mine.. dah la fitting sama. but i was soo puzzled, knape pattern kain ni mcm lain, and naper design baju mcm not like what we discussed.. turns out the shop assistant gave me the wrong dress. haha potong stim je, dah try duduk simpuh2 lagi dgn baju tu. ngehehehe. nasib baik baju sendiri lebey kurang sama design, kalau tak, kalau kurang lawa, sure disappointed gila2 sbb dah suka dgn baju first. in other words, i'm unabashedly saying that baju i lawa jugak la~ kikiki. takde la. i gerds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched football with the family+the fiance~ felt super nice. for me la. sbb rasa mcm Ade is part of the family dah =) sorry la ade, anyway, that u had to see how bising keluarga encik zulkifli can be. hehe. jatuh harga hantaran, sbb dah kurang ayu depan ade, with all the screaming. haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;malaysia menang. nuff said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's only one thing that slacked from today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my finger hurts from the HIV test i did today. hehe. i must be the only person who finds the procedure painful.. sbb all others came out of the room smiling je.. chets. but mostly it was the doctor laa, tak bagi warning pun tetibe je i kena cucuk dgn the needle thing. i tak sempat tutup mata pun =(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-4937807537683983356?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/4937807537683983356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=4937807537683983356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4937807537683983356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4937807537683983356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/12/harimau-malayaaa.html' title='harimau malayaaa'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TRti7NRVhKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/8yHOOwNg9Ag/s72-c/T03991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-1733660256286909319</id><published>2010-12-28T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:28:07.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bite your new shoes before they bite you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, sebenarnye i love being the bride2be. pls feel free to give me a pinch if i complain about being stressed about the wedding again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekian, terima kasih.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;admiring my new white shoes, which i'm wearing every night. not solely for berangan purposes, but to wear them in, u know - to avoid blisters and shoe bite later =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k la k la, taking them off before i sleep. gnite~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayyy, i'll take off the wedding ring too.. sheeesh keret betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-1733660256286909319?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/1733660256286909319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=1733660256286909319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/1733660256286909319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/1733660256286909319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/12/bite-your-new-shoes-before-they-bite.html' title='bite your new shoes before they bite you'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3649288867609180379</id><published>2010-12-27T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T13:07:26.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surat chenta</title><content type='html'>Kehadapan Kakanda Lisz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa khabar kakanda di perantauan? Moga-moga sihat belaka. Adinda di sini sihat juga. Seperti maklum, majlis adinda semakin hari makin dekat. Adinda seperti tidak sabar ada, seperti risau ada, gelabah dan gelisah pun ada. Bukan apa, adinda rasa seperti tidak mempunyai masa yang cukup untuk merancang semua persiapan untuk majlis itu. Niat adinda untuk mengurangkan berat badan, memanjangkan rambut dan menhentikan tabiat menggigit kuku juga seperti tidak berjaya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau bagaimanapun, insyaAllah, ada 75 hari lagi (WTF???) dan harap-harap semuanya berjalan lancar. Adinda telah meng-pickup cincin minggu lepas. Teringin sekali untuk menunjukkan cincin itu kepada kakanda. Adinda secara harfiah (literally?) melompat-lompat di dalam kedai cincin itu. Kasihan pasangan adinda kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, adinda bongsu adinda juga baru mendapat keputusan peperiksaannya. Alhamdulillah, beliau mendapat semua A. Gelabah sungguh adinda bongsu itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakanda sedang berada di Kota London ya? Seronok kah memborong di hari bertinju (boxing day)? Adinda rindukan suasana Kota London.. Siapa yang menemani kakanda di situ? Duduk di mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirim salam kepada singa-singa di Trafalgar Square dan burung angsa di Hyde Park ya? Adinda memandang kehadapan untuk mendengar cerita-cerita kakanda mejelang cuti musim sejuk yang selalunya mencoret kenangan manis untuk kita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian dari adindamu dan xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ija.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Maaf jika tersilap penggunaan bahasa, sila salahkan google translate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-3649288867609180379?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/3649288867609180379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=3649288867609180379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3649288867609180379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3649288867609180379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/12/surat-chenta.html' title='surat chenta'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-663083915689126629</id><published>2010-12-06T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:30:44.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poppysmic</title><content type='html'>good morrow ladies and gents~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's monday.. usually i'm less than chirpy on mondays, because it's... monday. but this monday feels like a good monday. hahah. had a good relaxing weekend, spent most of it chillaxing at home, spent quality time with my suzie-pie. suzie (my car, btw) and i have this two-way relationship. she brings me to places, keeps me entertained, always listens (without complain) to my karaoke-box singing, and she's always there greeting me from work. she's loyal like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in return, i feed her, i pet her and i give her baths and occasionally give her a make-over. in car-context, that's wax and polishing. so last weekend i spend almost 2hrs washing suzie and cleaning her in and out, myself. whilst singing to my heart's content. hahah kesian my neighbor. felt good and saved me 8bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it's such a quiet monday... normally the silence would make me go nuts, because one can literally hear the lights. &lt;u&gt;the lights&lt;/u&gt;. literally. like, literally. but on mondays, silence is good. its like when u recover from a hangover, its good to have a calm surrounding. mondays are like hangover days for me. (disclaimer: not like i ever had a hangover before, but i think i watched enuf movies, tv and youtube clips to know what it feels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. good monday. plus tomoro's a holiday~ yippeeee! chiowzaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30mins into writing this, i had enuf of this silence. where the heck is everybody???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-663083915689126629?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/663083915689126629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=663083915689126629&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/663083915689126629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/663083915689126629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/12/poppysmic.html' title='poppysmic'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7194993152184231227</id><published>2010-12-02T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:21:26.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satu ratus hari lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;it's a hundred days to go till the wedding~ till we tie the knot~ till i become mrs ade izman~ till i diakadnikahkan~ till i am off the market (eh?)~ till i say 'i do'~ hehehe running out of creativity to say we're getting married in 100 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;100 DAYS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;heehee. damn man, how did time fly by so fast? 100days left to prepare for the wedding just doesnt seem like enough... aigoo. look out, here comes the bridezilla~ hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hehe a few days ago i got upset bcoz i was worrying that i might not get the right shade of purple for my wedding dress. =D sorry ade, for being at the receiving end of that. pls bear with me for a 100 days more.. i swear then i wont fuss abt the wedding anymore. maybe i'll fuss abt the house pulak~ let's have purple bedroom, guestroom, living room, kitchen, dining room and heck, lets paint the house purple in AND out. senang orang nak carik our house later~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sidenote: my brother said he read somewhere that research showed that ppl staying in a purple room for a prolonged time has tendencies to become insane. pffft. what crap.&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt; i &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;stay in a purple room. okay je. (okay, i worried and googled but found no references to this. orange colour on the other hand might make u go crazy. yeayy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;will be returning to europe soon~ aahhh~ i so wish this trip is during april-june.. not during this sub-zero weather.. time to break out those winter clothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7194993152184231227?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7194993152184231227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=7194993152184231227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7194993152184231227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7194993152184231227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/12/satu-ratus-hari-lagi.html' title='satu ratus hari lagi'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-4571157567011502007</id><published>2010-11-16T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:51:14.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i'm reminded that i love my job</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="419" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TOHk9JFH_HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7H0feSiREWk/s640/DSC_0094.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;spot the fariza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i luuuurve it when MAS gets new acfts. pic below is from the Firefly ATR72 launch during my internship here with MAS, with my then-future colleagues. heehee.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TOIG5eUt6WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8_nZzsJZV24/s1600/fy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/TOIG5eUt6WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8_nZzsJZV24/s400/fy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;look at how young JC looked ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;cant wait for the new A330s in 2011 and A380s in 2012~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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(i've been getting nightmares - twice i dreamt of getting married without wedding dress and makeup artist, so have to settle with baju raya and make up sendiri... ehehh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so nowww... i guess i can focus on these 3 important things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;diet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop biting nails&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grow hair&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) chiowzaaaa&amp;nbsp;&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/857675504812090551-1831245696015321408?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/1831245696015321408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3116642047293430759</id><published>2010-09-06T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T11:33:06.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tolong ingatkan aku</title><content type='html'>heart feels sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cannot cannot raya is coming*&lt;br /&gt;one happy ija coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-3116642047293430759?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/3116642047293430759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=3116642047293430759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3116642047293430759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3116642047293430759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/09/tolong-ingatkan-aku.html' title='tolong ingatkan aku'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3155497992411488105</id><published>2010-08-29T06:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T09:45:38.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya mode</title><content type='html'>*plunk* &amp;lt;-- sits on purple sofa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding progress put on halt for awhile, bagi menghormati bulan puasa. hehehe. actually too tired on weekends to go meet wedding vendors/planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, 12 more days to raya~ heehee. raya brings out the 8yr old in everyone. ok, maybe just me. giddily happy awaiting for raya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to look forward to this raya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting to wear baju raya which i painfully bought using own money (hehe kantoi all this while still using parents money to buy baju raya~)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ketupat rendang kuih kacang laksa johor pulut kuning need i say more?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;main bunga api! apologies in advance to penghuni kg sungai kantan.. first nite of raya akan jadi suuuuper bising. dah la main bunga api (read: fireworks mcm fireworks klcc tu) yg meletup mcm nak rak, then mulut sorang2 jerit2 mcm kampung tu atok kitorang punya je. hehehe. family i tak reti duduk diam u. ;) maaf ye~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;having kuih raya to kun-kun on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;convo jln2 carik makan versi raya~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things i'm not quite looking forward to this raya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;having to give out duit raya... huhhuu. but i bought purple raya packets! so its not so bad~ =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my last raya as a Miss. tatau next yr raya mcm maner. first raya kena la balik kg husband kan. huhhuu &lt;s&gt;sedey&lt;/s&gt; nervous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some pics of a bunch of frens acting like 8yr olds with bunga api below. this was the last time i get to see my best friend untill next yr..&amp;nbsp;she is back in ireland today.. so sorry i cudnt send u off, lisz.. n that we didnt get to have our date again this year. i honestly miss being close to you.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/THmI7ymu5gI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ahV3cg8lymc/s1600/ija.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/THmI7ymu5gI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ahV3cg8lymc/s320/ija.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;much love&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/857675504812090551-3155497992411488105?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/3155497992411488105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=3155497992411488105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3155497992411488105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3155497992411488105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/08/raya-mode.html' title='raya mode'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/THmI7ymu5gI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ahV3cg8lymc/s72-c/ija.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7925697883730574728</id><published>2010-08-24T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:31:16.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gorgeous...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/THKhDhVvFqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FYe5tKSsxsk/s1600/Image037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/THKhDhVvFqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FYe5tKSsxsk/s320/Image037.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she is sooo gorgeous~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay, nak tido. tadi masa tgh bukak wedding magazine and wedding-surfing tak ngantuk. bukak je manual SRM ni nak buat keje, terus mata jadi berat. *tapi sempat lagi bukak laptop and post this*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sigh. nak jadi drop dead gorgeous mcm fazura, blh tak?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7925697883730574728?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7925697883730574728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=7925697883730574728&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7925697883730574728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7925697883730574728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/08/gorgeous.html' title='gorgeous...'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/THKhDhVvFqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FYe5tKSsxsk/s72-c/Image037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-462731924784715336</id><published>2010-08-18T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T15:41:07.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup artist'/><title type='text'>makeup artist</title><content type='html'>konon blog is up, kena la rajin2 update kan. *chickenshitstillhot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got me a wedding ticker~ haha. so i have 206 days to go. a few days shy of 7months. n so far no progress have been made... except....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i booked the makeup artist~ fuh. lega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sbb the bignames mcm cepat je fully booked so i focused on booking them first. hehehe. i stress i wont look nice on my own wedding.. tgk all brides mcm SOOOO GORGEOUS, terasa pressure pulak kerana tidak photogenic. aiseh. so part2 makeup ni kena letak as priority. photographer penting gak, tapi ikut statistics, out of 20 pics i take, 1 will turn out nice. so key is to make the photographer take as much pics as possible. bazinga~ ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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artist'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-5190731585849383422</id><published>2010-08-18T06:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T07:03:33.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hi apa khabar. it has been ridiculously long since i last updated this blog... hahah. nak update pun mcm mereps je. i've been going tru some major changes in my life sampai boleh nak panggil "ija retrofit - the major mod". muahahaha. *workrelatedjoketakpahamtakpe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, actually to cut long story short: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i finally have the courage to drive, and it was at the price of 73k+, in the form of a white pony named suzie. (in laymen's term: i bought myself a new car) ooh i so have to introduce the car one day. its like my best fren now - loyally there awaiting my return from work everyday, taking me to places whenever i want and is my very own personal karaoke jamban. hehehe. if you see me in my car looking like i'm talking alone or yelling at someone, i'm actually singing my heart out. very therapeutic okay. eh amendenye cut long story short mcm tak short. moving on, next..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got engaged!!! =D this is a whooooole big chapter of my life and i rasa this will never be catched-up-dengan. lol bahase burok betul. tapi yea, from the prep to the event itself. oh, and also the impromptu merisik dinner. kalau ada time i'll catch up la. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;in penaakulan mantik: jika A, maka B. in this case, jika tunang, maka kawen. hehehe. nak jugak put this in separate bullet. i'm getting married!!!! @%^**$@@BRIDETOBEWHATTHEHELL(&amp;amp;$@(&amp;amp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh actually i only have 3 bullet points je kerr. chets. anyway, reason i'm bringing this blog back to live is to record whatever wedding preparations i have. god knows i'm the queen of procrastination and have a memory of a dory fish. so this blog will now serve to keep records of what i do/findout/need to find out and such.i hope la. problem with me is hothotchickenshit. i'm always online googling wedding stuff pun, so writing this up shudn't be a problem sgt (kot). googling is one hell of an addictive pastime kot. i'm always discovering new things abt weddings everyday and i'm changing my mind like every 10seconds. hence the need of this blog to keep me sane. oyea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sekian dari saya di pagi ramadhan ini. selamat berpuasa~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ooh, purplesofa has a new look. this time confirm purple. hehe. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='update'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-4852646112161766820</id><published>2010-04-25T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T02:58:47.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wouldnt it be nice~</title><content type='html'>hey you. this is for u. remember when we were in form 5 n we were thinking how truely this song sings to us? we &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; older now. and it &lt;em&gt;would&lt;/em&gt; be nice. indeed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we were older&lt;br /&gt;Then we wouldn't have to wait so long&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't it be nice to live together&lt;br /&gt;In the kind of world where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know its gonna make it that much better&lt;br /&gt;When we can say goodnight and stay together &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up&lt;br /&gt;In the morning when the day is new&lt;br /&gt;And after having spent the day together&lt;br /&gt;Hold each other close the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy times together we've been spending&lt;br /&gt;I wish that every kiss was never ending&lt;br /&gt;Oh Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true (run, run, run)&lt;br /&gt;Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;We could be married (we could be married)&lt;br /&gt;And then we'd be happy (then we'd be happy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it seems the more we talk about it&lt;br /&gt;It only makes it worse to live without it &lt;br /&gt;But lets talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night my baby &lt;br /&gt;sleep tight my baby&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-4852646112161766820?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/4852646112161766820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=4852646112161766820&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4852646112161766820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4852646112161766820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/04/wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='wouldnt it be nice~'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-771190161670874435</id><published>2010-02-27T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:15:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>when u know, u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-771190161670874435?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/771190161670874435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=771190161670874435&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/771190161670874435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/771190161670874435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3250077406744237357</id><published>2010-02-12T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:24:41.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blubblub</title><content type='html'>yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa khabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so my first entry of the yr wasnt a good one. busy la lately. or malas. pick one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totsonastring. need to buy laptop || loves that i am doing the whole duty travel thing, but hates the catching up after travelling thing || really  should stop biting my nails || blardy someone took my dunkin donut mug frm the office pantry || i dont really like eating oranges || still in love - forever will be for some reason or another || vday this yr will be interesting 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3250077406744237357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3250077406744237357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2010/02/blubblub.html' title='blubblub'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-481980410632139432</id><published>2010-02-06T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T02:11:25.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blardyhell</title><content type='html'>i had a dream. not a nightmare, just a bad dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvr had i imagined despair feeling this bad. overly dramatic, but it feels like my heart is shattering to pieces inside, n there is absolutely nothing i can do about it. when u feel that its hard to breathe, n u want to scream to make it stop but nothing comes out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to wake up realising that your dream isnt actually that far from the truth. to live the dream, endure the pain while smiling to the world, because the world cant know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to wake up from this bad dream... but there is nothing i can do about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it stop..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-481980410632139432?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/481980410632139432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-4082954465131534987</id><published>2009-10-30T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T07:18:43.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 5secs of fame~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-79347b5b6c2843ad" 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" 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3992382072783622753</id><published>2009-10-16T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:22:41.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>I have always pictured my future in a certain way. frm spm till imperial n right now till I work. &lt;br /&gt;I'm graduating soon. n I've always pictured it with u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-3992382072783622753?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/3992382072783622753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=3992382072783622753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3992382072783622753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3992382072783622753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/10/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-1003657826452583302</id><published>2009-10-09T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:21:20.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome on board, me~</title><content type='html'>i got my dream job.&lt;br /&gt;i get to work with aircrafts.&lt;br /&gt;visiting hangars doesnt agree well with heels.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm stuck with flats.&lt;br /&gt;first week went great.&lt;br /&gt;actually got work to do, so it wasnt a boring nor slow start.&lt;br /&gt;mlm2 penat dan pengsan.&lt;br /&gt;tapi happy.&lt;br /&gt;baru first week.&lt;br /&gt;here's to wonderful months, years, and decades ahead~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tootiredtoconstructsentencestapinakjugak*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me~'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7769894517658181391</id><published>2009-08-28T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:45:08.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the story of a little girl</title><content type='html'>you know how parents love to tell embarrassing stories of how ridiculous you were when you were too little to even remember? well, this is my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family and i was in kajang, rumah nenek. i was very kecik, apparently, because i cant seem to recall this incident. anyway, there we were, peacefully eating sliced pears. i ate very slowly, obviously, because speed is proportional to size. then came to the last slice. my brother, being bigger (hence faster), grabbed the last slice before i could. i threw a tantrum sooooo bad, sampai my dad marah2 sumer. my grandma offered to slice another pear, because the pear my brother took was already in his mouth by then. tapi i NAK jugak THAT pear. n i wouldn't stop crying until i got THAT pear. so my brother terpaksa keluarkan the half slice of pear in his mouth n handed it over to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, u guessed it. i took it and i ate it. puas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stubborn? gedik? mengader? sepakkangbarutau? nah. i call it being headstrong~&lt;br /&gt;many many years after this incident, i think i'm not too different kot. still stubborn. still gedik. still mengader. still headstrong. still me.&lt;br /&gt;*alhamdulillah* &lt;-- ecehh bulan puasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SpbCK6imM7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/H-aW1WACEAw/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SpbCK6imM7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/H-aW1WACEAw/s320/DSC00701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374696698082112434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;muka budak mengader just woke up frm sleep/pengsan after her very first interview. still NAK jugak THAT _____. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7769894517658181391?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7769894517658181391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SpbCK6imM7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/H-aW1WACEAw/s72-c/DSC00701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-879991898091638195</id><published>2009-08-25T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:00:44.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should stop reading into the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-879991898091638195?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/879991898091638195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=879991898091638195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SoHD-5LVr9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/YeNqw7wtPWM/s1600-h/yummy2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SoHD-5LVr9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/YeNqw7wtPWM/s400/yummy2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368787716070027218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;so i have a weakness for online shopping. and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm in love~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-1805698252718546696?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/1805698252718546696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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jumaat tu. it was a short sketch about wearing tudung by a few naqibahs. they made this analogy of girls not wearing tudung as sweets without the wrapper. they said girls without tudung ni mcm gula yg kotor lepas jatuh atas lantai, and that takde saper nak makan. i dont remember the whole sketch, but i remember feeling terhina afterwards. terhina might be too strong a word la kan, but really, i felt terhina. if they insist on the sweets analogy la kan, i think wat's worse is gula yg dah jatuh atas lantai, pastu nak sorok the fact that dier gula kotor, pegi wrap balik with the wrapper. malas nak elaborate. not.worth.it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd time. last yr. coursemate of mine. org lain, not the one from the first para. goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mekeng guy 1: eh fariza, why do u wear that ring on ur finger? u engaged issiiiiiit? *sambil tersengih, hoping to korek gossip*&lt;br /&gt;(in the spirit of the korean series 'my girl', jay n i got couple rings. heehee)&lt;br /&gt;mekeng guy 2: alah, u dont know ke? girls who wear rings on their fourth finger dah tak suci.&lt;br /&gt;me: whattheduck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true story. hahah. ok, both these times, the term damaged goods werent used directly, but they sort of implied that. nak panjangkan lagi citer blh jer, i can go on n on abt the naqibahs' crappy approach to preaching and also the kebengonganness of some guys. but as i said. not.worth.it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time i hear damaged goods, the person will so hear my 2cents. or so get one big tight slap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-502814786363046361?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/502814786363046361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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be my dad. i wanted to follow his footsteps to a T, and in the end, to have a happy and contented family, not too rich, not too poor, but happy. eheh, short of not going to RMC, up until now, i think i'm kinda doing well. imperial college: check. the guy to share my happy family dream with: check. tinggal nak dpt kerja kat MAS jer. n well, the wholeweddingthingblablabla. why naive? because it's not like there's no other path to happiness kan? blh je carik keje kat tpt lain, study in some other uni, or marry some other guy. eh. the last one tak apply. tapi i believed that if i followed what my dad did, i'll reach my dream. the (so-called) foolproof plan. anyway, i feel like i'm cheating tru life. living in someone's footsteps and not making my own. tapiiiiiiiiiiii... it's what i truly want to be doing. so it's not so bad la kan? noone forced me to do anything, it was my choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i'm probably just trying to justify my holding out for MAS and not applying for other jobs (yet). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to how young i looked. i feel like such a fool to believe that things would work out. to believe in happy endings. eh, i do believe in happy endings. but i was foolish to think that i reached my happy ending back then. i did not go through the hardships yet, and the end is far from near. heartbreak. depression. feeling lost. no wonder i'm more confused now than back then. the need to think about the decisions u make, weighing out the consequences of those decisions. then comes all the 'what-if's. regrets. i dont want to live my life having regrets. adoi. can i take a sneak peek at the jawapan, just to make sure i'm on the right path?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. growing up. dulu2 tak sabar nak jadi adult, yet now, at the brink of being one, the thought of it scares me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably the point where i write the positive things. like, "albeit all that, i'm glad for all my experiences" or "i wouldnt change who or where i am now" and "above anything, i cant wait to grow up". but i won't. because truth be told, i miss being naive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i need a diary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-5435678864651624025?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/5435678864651624025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=5435678864651624025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/5435678864651624025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bit. the that's-what's-in-the-bag bit. the surfing bit. the superman bit. the BGT x's bit. the TRANSFORMERS bit. hahaaa. add a few pinches of kid-flinging, spoonfuls of afro-somersaults and a dash of sharp, sharp moves.. n u get the utter brilliance of perfection~ ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, abit overboard with the compliments. kikiki. but can't u tell? i LOVE 'em~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i'm talking abt diversity btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i bet the dark, tall, and handsome choreographer who's a physics student and is ohsohumbleandsweet was having dreams abt transformers 2 coming out too~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-5190192353957628939?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/5190192353957628939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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same time as in US, right?)(just checked, it's coming out EARLIER!! =D=D=D ) it's coming on the &lt;a href="http://www.transformersmovie.com/intl/uk/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th here in the UK!&lt;/a&gt; aaaaaaaa, this news is making this blogpost so confusingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, whattheduck. excited naper ntah. i'm not around on the 19th... eurotrip... aiseh.. okay, 24th pun 24th la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i tot it wud be nice to share the reaps of my hunting: the clips. hahah. toodles~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*bad hand, bad hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_Veo0G2qfY"&gt;2nd trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsJJflbzHGw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsJJflbzHGw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ionY_h_LOwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ionY_h_LOwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mr0KLgV4ESM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mr0KLgV4ESM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] i didnt kill anyone, but i killed TIME! *lamepeace*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-4592338424506555271?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/4592338424506555271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=4592338424506555271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4592338424506555271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4592338424506555271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/05/idle-hands.html' title='idle hands'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3841209590134721074</id><published>2009-05-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:45:24.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam? apa itu?</title><content type='html'>i'm doneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(except for my fyp report)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i'm done with my exams, i now can:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat as many maggi mee i want, until my hair falls off,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;swallow as many ants i want,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stare at poopies (i know, eeyeww),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;without worrying of becoming a pelupa~ ;P (i dunno, i heard frm ppl that the things above make u forget things) crap, i know, but do u really expect something with substance here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wont try deliberately to swallow ants or stare at shit la kan. but at least i like having options. (it annoys me when ppl seemingly decide for me, assuming my decision, not giving me an option pun, altho mmg it's sumthing i wont/cant do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoooo~ congratulations fariza~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-3841209590134721074?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/3841209590134721074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=3841209590134721074&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3841209590134721074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3841209590134721074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-apa-itu.html' title='exam? apa itu?'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-4760533048150038368</id><published>2009-05-24T06:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T06:41:07.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"looks are always deceiving"</title><content type='html'>hooooooooooooooo..... it's so typical of me to get distracted while studying.&lt;br /&gt;so, here i am, reading for my veeeery last exam. when i came across the term magnetron. which reminds me of megatron, which reminds me of transformers, which reminds me of the movie coming out in juuuunnneeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, i watched transformers the movie mcm 4kali, 1 of those in full 3D view. hahah. i cant wait for the next one~~~ (altho it cud do without megan fox pls- not jealous~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, next thing i know, i'm on wiki, "researching" abt the movie (i know, whatthe?) and was wondering when there is gonna be a female autobot. so i Ctrl+F'ed "female" on the page and tadaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/Shh6WArJVYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nsKHJN5zxlg/s1600-h/Arcee-movierobot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/Shh6WArJVYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nsKHJN5zxlg/s320/Arcee-movierobot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339151876804400514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum-yum~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-4760533048150038368?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/4760533048150038368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=4760533048150038368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4760533048150038368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4760533048150038368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/05/looks-are-always-deceiving.html' title='&quot;looks are always deceiving&quot;'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/Shh6WArJVYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nsKHJN5zxlg/s72-c/Arcee-movierobot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-5810752336438556563</id><published>2009-05-16T07:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:12:17.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when 5 is not my lucky number...</title><content type='html'>i is old.&lt;br /&gt;i is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-5810752336438556563?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/5810752336438556563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=5810752336438556563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/5810752336438556563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/5810752336438556563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-5-is-not-my-lucky-number.html' title='when 5 is not my lucky number...'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-1338497182918908423</id><published>2009-05-12T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:12:45.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addiction no. 5</title><content type='html'>i think i just bought myself a white hairdryer frm brandalley. who buys hairdryer online? me.&lt;br /&gt;justification:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i need a hairdryer so that i can stop borrowing frm baya n bone. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i finished my exams (well, very nearly &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; finished).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's on sale. you know what they say about sales- i'm practically making money on this. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's *white*.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;hah. booyah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done i'm done i'm done~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i do have &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; more paper.. at the end of the month.. but i can't stretch my exam period until that long, or i'll literally go crazy. so yeah, my exam is 83.333% done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i still have my fyp. haihhness.  oh damn, i need to be at the lab now. byeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-1338497182918908423?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/1338497182918908423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=1338497182918908423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/1338497182918908423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/1338497182918908423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/05/addiction-no-5.html' title='addiction no. 5'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3031149631166807362</id><published>2009-04-26T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:32:11.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study break</title><content type='html'>alloooooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study study exam examm...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what it is, but i'm finding it suuuuper difficult to concentrate lately.. like, i'd read a line, then readreadread until the end of the paragraph, and that's when i realise that my mind is on sumthing else actually. so back to the first line. *concentrateconcentrate* tried so hard to concentrate that i don't actually get what i'm reading. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amende niiiii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... i feel like my mind is deteriorating.. i used to feel so 'bright' back in sekolah menengah. hehehh. nak kate pasal bf.. maser form 5 pun ader bf.. maybe sbb when i went to kmb dah tader parents supervision.. but then they nvr ask me to do work punnn. the only different thing i can think of right now (budden my mind's not working pun, refer paragraph 1) is spiritual assistance? ehehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was small, every night, without fail i will read al-fatihah tiga kali, al-ikhlas tiga kali, an-nas tiga kali and lastly a doa which in my mind covered everything i cud ever need. (agak panjang la doa buatan sendiri itu).. i did this because its my beloved nenek's advice everytime i see her. welllll, partially i read those things coz i was scared of the dark then, n i sleep alone. heeheehee. so yeah, every nite i'll doa asking help from God, including in my studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that since i got to kmb i dont do that anymore. maybe sbb finally i shared a room with sumone, that i dont need help to jauhkan syaitan dan iblis dan hantu. hahahah. silly ngengong me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that is just the reason why i'm having this concentrating problem. of coz la, u cant expect a doa to solve all ur problems, without effort kan. but some help is nice. maybe u don't get sumthing without asking. ehehh. i bet those doa's i read every nite reached sumwhere, and made a difference. well hey, it got me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here's to hoping i remember to do my ritual everynite starting tonite! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm rindu nenek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SfOOGJeQTjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_5lgVrBYNj0/s1600-h/nenek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SfOOGJeQTjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_5lgVrBYNj0/s320/nenek.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328759020382604850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-3031149631166807362?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/3031149631166807362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=3031149631166807362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3031149631166807362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/3031149631166807362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/04/study-break.html' title='study break'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SfOOGJeQTjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_5lgVrBYNj0/s72-c/nenek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-2413280178911791211</id><published>2009-03-27T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T04:54:02.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangga tak pasal2</title><content type='html'>adding to CV:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can perform c-scanning without supervision, and successfully obtaining results, better than the postgrad did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, with dat backing up my cv, why isnt the phone ringing off the hook with job offers?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya mahu kerja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-2413280178911791211?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/2413280178911791211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=2413280178911791211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/2413280178911791211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/2413280178911791211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/03/bangga-tak-pasal2.html' title='bangga tak pasal2'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-1537988560262674004</id><published>2009-01-22T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:44:52.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si putih</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SXds2KUr02I/AAAAAAAAAF0/kPbVhJ0hmkE/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SXds2KUr02I/AAAAAAAAAF0/kPbVhJ0hmkE/s400/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293819564737155938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i have an obsession with all things white. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-1537988560262674004?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/1537988560262674004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=1537988560262674004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/1537988560262674004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/1537988560262674004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-putih.html' title='si putih'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SXds2KUr02I/AAAAAAAAAF0/kPbVhJ0hmkE/s72-c/DSC00654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-8882269681558765924</id><published>2009-01-21T06:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:05:31.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me llamo...</title><content type='html'>noorfariza zulkifli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i got here, and it has been 3yrs and i dunno how many months, i've yet to meet an english person who could pronounce my name properly. this is from people whose language's longest word contains &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis"&gt;forty-furreaking-5 letters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. 34 letters. it means a word to say when you don't know what to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have gotten a few interesting attempts. one person made my name sound like an italian cuisine. "feritze". some tried to be polite and call me by my surname, in the hopes that it will be easier to pronounce. it goes like this, "No.. Nuu.. Nufer.. Miss Zul...fikly!" heh. nopes, that was not a typo n yes, exclamation mark needed to emphasize their tone of voice. like he accomplished sumthing reeeally hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i'm really piffed at this people. its just that sumtimes it gets me extra attention that i don't need. yeah, that's how low profile i am. hahahahaha. n wat worries me is that they'll jumble over pronouncing my name during my GRADUATION!!! hahah.. that will be the perfect cherry on top of my mispronounced-name-cupcake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, reason i brought out this topic is because recently, my lecturer was handing out marked project reports back to the class. my report was about the last few of the bundle, and i think the lecturer was quite exhausted from calling out the names (think of a class of about 80% asian students). Then came my report. and it was the saddest attempt ever at calling out my name... he went "Noo-jumbled-mess Zuu... uhh", gives up and shrugs, before waving my report around for someone to reclaim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-8882269681558765924?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/8882269681558765924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=8882269681558765924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/8882269681558765924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/8882269681558765924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-llamo.html' title='me llamo...'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-664691929570447177</id><published>2009-01-14T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:48:29.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to   rn</title><content type='html'>when u're torn between thinking with ur heart and with ur brains, which do you go with?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-664691929570447177?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/664691929570447177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=664691929570447177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/664691929570447177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/664691929570447177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-rn.html' title='to   rn'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-4261326361712566245</id><published>2008-12-19T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:30:06.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am waiting. waiting for a van that is supposed to bring me gifts. where is that van? i hate waiting. i hate worrying that maybe my van is not coming or my gift got lost. heck it happened before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say the best way to wait is to not wait at all. but then, who is 'they'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason i cant wait is not that i do not have patience. i do not have TIME. hurm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh. happy holidays!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. altho they call new york the ghost town over christmas, i dont care. i'm gonna be there with my loved ones~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! eeek, so excited!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s. someone go tell fariza that a postscript is supposed to be the end of a note pls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SUt3lCil31I/AAAAAAAAAFc/rta3vegdC-s/s1600-h/van.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SUt3lCil31I/AAAAAAAAAFc/rta3vegdC-s/s320/van.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281446466242862930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-4261326361712566245?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/4261326361712566245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=4261326361712566245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4261326361712566245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/4261326361712566245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SUt3lCil31I/AAAAAAAAAFc/rta3vegdC-s/s72-c/van.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-1659065564614900170</id><published>2008-11-27T06:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:39:45.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed. busy. brain at stall. unintelligible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Im not, not sure,&lt;br /&gt;Not too sure how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To handle everyday&lt;br /&gt;Like the one that just past&lt;br /&gt;In the crowds of all the people &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nothing to do with the song. just those 5 lines that keep repeating in my head.&lt;br /&gt;-no, i do not know how to handle everyday. especially not where i am, where i do not think i deserve to be. with ppl reminding me of being 'unintelligible'. babi.&lt;br /&gt;-i say i'm busy, i am, but here i am writing into a blog.&lt;br /&gt;-u know how when u play kejar-kejar, the chasee keeps running away from the chaser. i do not. when the chaser is near, i stall, i scream n i just wait for the impending doom. or in this case, being tagged next. but yeah, real life context, pressure builds up, i stall. damn.&lt;br /&gt;-i wish i could write little-miss-sunshine posts.&lt;br /&gt;-gah. i'm too old to be writing teenage angst things. shoots, now i'm unintelligible AND old. babiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind regards,&lt;br /&gt;the unintelligible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-1659065564614900170?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7731352609090304011</id><published>2008-09-14T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:17:49.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the butterfly effect 2</title><content type='html'>i like butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it has nothing to do with this entry. ahah. i just watched the butterfly effect 2. the story is kinda crap actually, coz the ending was completely and utterly _____ (cant find the right words to describe it, but it's not good, senang cerita). &lt;br /&gt;however, what made me stick to the television watching the stupid movie is the initial storyline. well, if u watched butterfly effect 1, then u'd know the story kot. its basically the same concept. if u didnt, well the butterfly effect is actually a psychological term which i dont have the capability of explaining coz i am too lazy to open up wikipedia and research on it. in this movie however, its the ability of the main actor to visit the past tru a picture, thus indirectly changing his future (or present?) eheh. ah, kalau tak paham pegi google sendiri la butterfly effect tu aper kan. heehee. maaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaanyway, before i get sidetracked of saying how the actor is not as good looking as ashton kutcher in the original butterfly effect, i'd better return to my story. hmm. where was i? oh. since the guy got to visit his past, he changed an incident which resulted in a different future for him. so he has two versions of his future. one that he had, and one that he changed. i'm not gonna explain what and how he changed because this entry is getting abit too long. so here are the two versions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- he just got fired from his low-paying job, but living happily with his girlfriend who loves him and whom he loves dearly. they quarrel abt making ends meet, but yeah, they have each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- he's the vp of the company, drives a sweet convertible bm and lives in a suh-weeet apartment. rich la senang citer. but apparently to get to his position now, he abandoned his gf, dumping her at some point and ended up having an affair wif the boss's daughter who only wants to get into ur pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat i'm trying to say, or ask, say u're the guy and u can make a choice of going to either future, which would u go for? haha. stupid question kot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaf tahap kemerepekan malam ini mencapai tahap yang tidak normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, random fact: do u know that online translated into bm is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dalam talian&lt;/span&gt;?? haaaaa... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7731352609090304011?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7731352609090304011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=7731352609090304011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7731352609090304011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7731352609090304011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2008/09/butterfly-effect-2.html' title='the butterfly effect 2'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-8734481970605005152</id><published>2008-08-29T09:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:26:56.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purple looking glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;damn. i've been fooled once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always thought that my blog here is purple. it seemed purple on my laptop. but now i'm on a different computer n its like deep maroon-ish pinkish brown-ish. where's the purplish? how come my laptop makes everything look purple??? why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-8734481970605005152?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7134928622514692069</id><published>2008-05-30T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:11:21.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just annoyed.</title><content type='html'>super duper trooper annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dramas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really why create all this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;drama&lt;/span&gt; in your life? makes one feel more lively ker? go indulge in other things in life. not my position to tell you what those things are, but seriously, lay off the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave the dramas to the silver screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not angry. just annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7134928622514692069?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7134928622514692069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=7134928622514692069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7134928622514692069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7134928622514692069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-annoyed.html' title='just annoyed.'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-2370687160980889590</id><published>2008-05-04T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T18:59:18.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a shopaholic~</title><content type='html'>haha no i'm not a shopaholic.. i really only go shopping when i'm stressed out or actually have something speeeecific to buy. i'll go like 'white shirt, short sleeve... white shirt, short sleeve..' or 'skinny jeans dat dont make me look fat.. skinny jeans dat dont make me look fat' while shopping, filtering the whole shop in a few seconds. mcm, masuk, scan kedai, n keluar~ hahaha. jay's so lucky to be shopping with me. kikikiki. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooh, by the by, i finally own a pair of skinny jeans~ hahaha.. dunno wat my obsession wif skinny jeans is, considering its like a staple for other normal ppl.. its the name 'skinny' i tell u... heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aaanyway, yeah, i'm not a shopaholic. but when it comes to online shopping... haaaaa. weakness. hehehehe. just within the past 2weeks i bought like 6 things, which i prefer not to disclose here, because they are the silliest things to buy, coz i dun need them. and that 6 is not counting the things i didnt win on auction frm ebay. hahaha. i even aaaaalmost bought a wii, a camera and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yet another  &lt;/span&gt;coach bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u did sumthing wrong its nice to have sumthing to blame on, an excuse for doing the things u did, right? hehehehe. but i'm not gonna do dat, give an excuse. mine is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt;. different tauuu. well... here goes... its exam time..... i already said i shop when i'm stressed. so it must be the exam stress. kan, kan? plus tgh2 exam season ni, i dont even get out of the hse often, much less have time to go shopping la kan? it soooo amplifies the tempation of EBAY.... huhhuuuu. sedeynyer~ so there. i confessed. hahaha, like it makes any difference. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm still buying a camera~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want exam season to be overrrrrrr... then i can go see jay. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm out. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u shud be studying fariza....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-2370687160980889590?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7294252065659683401</id><published>2008-04-24T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:49:45.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farizaaaa, farizaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>heyya~ long time no see. ehehe... i cant keep up with a blog lah, too time consuming. seeing how blogging is like the "in" thing nowadays, i feel ashamed of my lil ol blog here. kikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, dont blame me.. tgh exams ni. how to blog all the time leh? ;p facebook has already taken most of my time adi. kikikiki. speaking of facebook: facebook chat. kejam, tak ke? i'm already addicted enuf to facebook. (note: enuf, not too much, but enuf) now they put these things where u can chat wif ppl.. n see a whole list of ppl who's online on facebook. which surprisingly is alot of ppl most of the time. eheh. kantoiness to all u ppl! muahahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;includingmedamn. &lt;/span&gt; oh well. at least i have to admit that this is one of the better ideas frm the facebook ppl. dont get me started on the whole apps craze okaaay. so annoying, but i found myself adding them jugak. gah. well, they say if u cant beat them join them kan? hahaha. its either dat or i'm a hypocrite. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... i'm starting to think i'm really a hypocrite lah. how leh? story is, i photoshopped myself.... huhhhuuu. well, its not like i hate ppl who photoshop their pics or watever, but i always think dat one should be proud of one's self. y alter how ppl see u? haihhness. but to my defense, i didnt mean to photoshop myself.. i found this pic of me on facebook, and the background got picnic mat, other ppl n so on lah. so i just tot of making it an empty background (empty meaning just me in the picture~) jadi bermulalah ceritaaa... n it didnt turn out too bad. so i continued adding things here n there. next thing i know i suddenly got thinner. kakakaka. vain siuuuut. malunyer nak mengaku but terpaksa mengaku. la la la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humm... but really, its just this once. n show me a person who's not the least bit hypocrite n i'll show u a photoshopped fat version of me. ekekeke. by the by kan, kalau lah i, yg tak reti guna photoshop or actually didnt even own or used photoshop ni(ulead photo express, yeah baby~ kikiki) can edit pictures, i really wonder the kind of wonders pro's can do wif photoshop. hmm...... maybe i shud reconsider my abstaining frm photoshop. ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. here's the before and after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~before~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SBB2mDhChuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LrnJHmEK64Q/s1600-h/n620273611_478525_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SBB2mDhChuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LrnJHmEK64Q/s320/n620273611_478525_1866.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192780766509172450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~after~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SBB2nDhChvI/AAAAAAAAABY/6zSLiOF2TNc/s1600-h/hydepark.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SBB2nDhChvI/AAAAAAAAABY/6zSLiOF2TNc/s320/hydepark.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192780783689041650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nyehnyehnyeh. *peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;fariza, pegi study! exams in 4 days!!!!!!!!!!! anniversary in 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! blardyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7294252065659683401?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7294252065659683401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=7294252065659683401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7294252065659683401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7294252065659683401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2008/04/hipokrit-kah-saya.html' title='farizaaaa, farizaaaaaa'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/SBB2mDhChuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LrnJHmEK64Q/s72-c/n620273611_478525_1866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-3298195574352059486</id><published>2008-02-26T05:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:33:22.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a first for everything~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8M8XMk044I/AAAAAAAAAAw/9JupG2J_hlM/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8M8XMk044I/AAAAAAAAAAw/9JupG2J_hlM/s320/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171043166361805698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;guess wat?? i tried on my first pair of skinny jeans today~ hahahahaha. yes yess, sgt la bengong statement itu. not to mention sedey, coz i nvr wore skinny jeans before.. hahahaha. i feel like i made some kinda accomplishment! kikiki. ye la, d name itself is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;skinny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;jeans. hellloooo? i nvr bothered trying on a pair of skinny jeans before, scared of diminishing my own self esteem.. u know, the feeling of going to the fitting room, tugging n pulling n finally realising dat sum things just dont fit. k, most of u probably dont know d feeling, but i had my fair share of dat. gah. benciiiiii. but yea, i figured there's a first for everything, so wat the heck~ ;P n guess wat? after abit of tugging n pulling, it fits~ kakakakakka. yeaa, it doesnt look as gud as it wud on actual skinny ppl, but hey, i pulled it off. hahaha. cis, mmg bengong topic ini. anyway, i got so happy dat i bought........ the vest! hahahah. (if i say dat's my first vest too, does it seem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;sad? ;p ) the daffodil principle is actually making a change in my life. kikiki. next stop: re-learning how to park! =) ***peace***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-3298195574352059486?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/3298195574352059486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=3298195574352059486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-6946367249916508498</id><published>2008-02-24T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T04:44:09.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the daffodil principle</title><content type='html'>hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been updating my blog, have i? ehehe. i know i said i would in my previous entry, seeing how much 'free time' i have back in msia. dunno lah wat happened, probably my body clock got right again, or i simply found better things to do at night. seems ironic, coz d last time i said i have too much free time, then here i am, like month n months after, not putting in a single entry since then. tader inspiration kot, dah la noone knows the existence if this blog pun. hmm, maybe i should make it public. heehee. maaf~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wud really like to keep a blog.. betuuul. i like reading other ppl's blog, n sumtimes kagum with d fact that they update it like every so often. ye la, of coz kagum, i mean, to update ur blog, u must have sumthing to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;write&lt;/span&gt; about right? eheh. my life's not dat interesting i guess..... i nvr know what to write. then when i do, i nvr have the willpower to sit down in front of the comp n write it down. yeaa, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;spend most of my time at home in front of my babyboo a.k.a. laptop tersayang but its always for watching sumthing, skyping wif jay, stalking ppl on frenster/facebook, or the occasional late-at-nite last minute labreport/coursework typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k k, now i got new inspiration to update my blog. which is...... i changed my template! hahaha. i didnt know it was possible, well, other than the fixed templates blogger provides la, of coz. hmm lemme rephrase that. i know it is possible, but i dont have enuf website designing knowledge to do so. but now i found free templates~ yeay~~ hehehe. damn i sound like a noob saying dat, huh? but wat the heck, its purple!!~ nyehnyehnyeh. so yeah, hopefully, after saying this, history wont repeat itself, n i will be updating my blog. cian my purple sofa. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheheh. i just wrote a blog abt not updating my blog eh? hmmm... um.. um.. k, lemme put in some moral in this story. well, d other day, my dearest abah sent me an email to cheer me up, coz my msn status was abit down. so sweet kan? ehehe. yeah, my dad, dat's a whole different blog in its own. we'll see if it ever gets written down. eheh. back to my moral-of-story. his email was about the daffodil principle, sumthing about not putting off things u can do today for tomorrow. its called the daffodil principle bcoz d lady in dat story planted a daffodil bulb one at a time, until one day it became this vast field of yellowness. well, d story's not dat inspirational. coz its just a flower field, kat amsterdam tu melambak. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;plus its not like the flower's purple kan.... &lt;/span&gt;but thing is, it made me realise dat i put on hold &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of things. like writing my cv, learning how 2 drive (i got a license lah, just 'forgot' how to park), clean my closet, do my coursework, blablabla which includes updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ta-da~ my blog is updated. hah. dat's one thing off my list. so rakan2, moral of the story is... never put off until tomorrow what u can do today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's it. gud luck, blog. i hope i'll write in u again sumday. =) see ya, wudnt wanna be ya~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8FZHMk043I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7PpxVyQZ6ts/s1600-h/daffodil.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8FZHMk043I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7PpxVyQZ6ts/s320/daffodil.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170511827367682930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the daffodil field the lady 'supposedly' planted on her own, one bulb at a time. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-6946367249916508498?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/6946367249916508498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=6946367249916508498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/6946367249916508498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/6946367249916508498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2008/02/daffodil-principle.html' title='the daffodil principle'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8FZHMk043I/AAAAAAAAAAo/7PpxVyQZ6ts/s72-c/daffodil.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-8271200858591002300</id><published>2007-06-20T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T04:16:18.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things we just take for granted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*frm to-blog-or-not-to-blog*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things we just take for granted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms- remember those early days of sms'ing? msges delivered like an hr after sending one, and  at first we can only sms ppl frm the same network, not cross network.. annoying, especially since ur dad got u digi but all ur frens including ur crush were using maxis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding lyrics online- probably this was just me, but i used to go through all the trouble of  writing my own lyrics to songs, forwarding n rewinding after every line. thank god we didnt hav ppl like fall out boy then, coz i seriously cant make out wat they are trying to say. now u hav like millions of lyrics online, just a click away.. hummmph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mtv/channel v or astro lah, senang citer...- without astro, n d absence of mtv n channel v (and the internet too, for dat matter), my source of video clips used to be ntv 7's music vid's that they show when they fiiiiiirst broadcasted, as a filler before their usual programmes start at 7pm or sumthing. n even then, the music vids were all repeated n there's only like a limited number of vids. i remembered waiting for 5ive's vid 'when the lights go out' at 5.30pm everyday. it was dat predictable. n yes, i was dat crazy over 5ive then. hehe. ooh ooh, then on fridays u wont get ur normal vids coz they'll be showing nasyid songs.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astro- nowadays u barely see a hse without an astro dish. it took years to come to dat... i should know, coz i was frm one of the hses whose parents refuse to install astro at first. everytime i'm in the car with my parents i'll be counting hses dat passed by with astro dishes outside. out loud. at the time, i probably tot that by doing dat i wud bug them enuf or make them feel guilty to deprive their children of astro so that they will say 'ok ok, we'll call astro right when we get home'. didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digital cameras - the evolution of digital cameras also evolutionised vanity all around the world. including mine. ;p wif old cameras, u cant be taking all that useless n vain pics of urself coz u'll be wasting rolls n rolls n film. plus u wouldn't know how u look like in the pics until u develop it. kikiki. n yeah, its also useful so that u will get dat perfect pic to capture dat perfect moment, without dad's finger in d picture or sumone closing their eyes or dat unwanted 'horns' above ur head or the likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being bitter or anything. i just think that we should be so grateful for the growth of technology. so when u're surfing online or smsing or taking ur own pics, stop for a while, smile, n say to urself 'wow... i'm so grateful for this' or 'fariza is too damn free n abit not well in the head..." ur pick. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-8271200858591002300?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/8271200858591002300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=8271200858591002300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/8271200858591002300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/8271200858591002300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-we-just-take-for-granted.html' title='things we just take for granted...'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-838944039072450301</id><published>2007-06-20T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T04:14:20.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a poem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*frm to-blog-or-not-to-blog*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mom&lt;br /&gt;i miss her playing wif my hair till i get so sleepy&lt;br /&gt;i hate not being able to run to her whenever i get a headache&lt;br /&gt;or muscle ache.. or just being mengader,&lt;br /&gt;i miss waiting for her car to pull in d driveway frm work&lt;br /&gt;n kiss those cold cheeks, fresh out of the aircond car.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hear her laugh, her contagious almost-soundless laugh,&lt;br /&gt;dat brought tears to her eyes everytime.&lt;br /&gt;heck, i even miss her cry to every lil emo thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my dad&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to him n listening to his jokes&lt;br /&gt;the jokes dat actually were not dat funny&lt;br /&gt;but its touching to c him actually try to tell a story&lt;br /&gt;just coz he doesnt know wat to talk abt wif his daughter&lt;br /&gt;the girl growing into a lady day by day&lt;br /&gt;but he doesnt know dat dat girl wants to b just like him&lt;br /&gt;the figure dat brought up a very happy n contented family&lt;br /&gt;i also miss his "formal" way of talking to us,&lt;br /&gt;then i miss us laughing at him coz he talks weird. ;p&lt;br /&gt;eheh, i think i inhereted the weird talking style frm him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then comes my siblings,my brother (who is handsome.. ;p),&lt;br /&gt;tho he bullies me i know he's there for me,&lt;br /&gt;tho i always make him mad i know he'll forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;tho he always make me mad, i hope he knows dat i appreciate gifts.. (kidding)&lt;br /&gt;dang, i miss laughing wif my family,&lt;br /&gt;esp during our dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;owh, wic reminds me dat i get so jealous when i think that my siblings now laugh without me,&lt;br /&gt;dat my bro n my sis r getting closer, taking up dat bond i had before,&lt;br /&gt;even tho honestly i'm so happy to see them happy. hmmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my playful n cheeky sisters,&lt;br /&gt;a 16-yr old acting like she's 11,&lt;br /&gt;n an 11-yr old acting like she's 16.. or older. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;ina n her weird n countless ways to make ppl laugh,&lt;br /&gt;her royal sillyness.&lt;br /&gt;alin n perfectness, perfect in school, perfect in sports n everything lah,&lt;br /&gt;her royal annoyingness. kikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss home.i miss the sun. honest sun. the sun here is a liar.lying, unreliable weather. in msia u know its either gonna b hot, or raining like hell.aaah, lurvely weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realised. wat the hell? i'm coming home in 2weeks!!! kikikiki.&lt;br /&gt;not a poem, ramblings of a not-so-lonely heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. london's really beautiful, really. especially since u dun have to be inside slaving in front of books...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-838944039072450301?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/838944039072450301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=838944039072450301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/838944039072450301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/838944039072450301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2007/06/not-poem.html' title='not a poem.'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-7841730625640458702</id><published>2007-06-20T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T04:02:30.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tada ima~~</title><content type='html'>taaaa-daaaaaa~~~ ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally decided to move my blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frm&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt; one to this one. yea, this blog has been around for some time. just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nvr&lt;/span&gt; really had the time to post anything, so probably there's no point of making it public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh. that means i finally have time to actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dwell&lt;/span&gt; on writing something in a blog. which also means that.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;~~~ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;humm&lt;/span&gt;... n its only my second night back home in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;msia&lt;/span&gt;. no, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not saying i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like being back home. it's just that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still jet-lagging n it's 8.30pm-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;london&lt;/span&gt; which means its 3.30am-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;msia&lt;/span&gt;... which means that everyone is sleeping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; means i cant just do what i please. yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; at the peak of activeness after waking up at 6pm. i caught myself singing out loud in the room, realising that other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;miiiiiight&lt;/span&gt; probably wanna sleep. so i stopped. tried watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; but there's nothing good on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; plus its kinda cloudy out so my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;astro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; that clear. so i stopped. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;, i hope my body adjusts its clock soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; driving myself nuts at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;aaaaanyway&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; moving some of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt; blog entries here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i actually like some of them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;. n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;eheh&lt;/span&gt;.. i have too much free time i guess. so, welcome to my new blog~ yorrrishiku onegaishimasu! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-7841730625640458702?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/7841730625640458702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=7841730625640458702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7841730625640458702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/7841730625640458702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2007/06/tada-ima.html' title='tada ima~~'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857675504812090551.post-5830256277527472933</id><published>2006-12-08T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T05:49:19.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my happiness</title><content type='html'>my happiness seemed like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;for d past so deep we shared&lt;br /&gt;but in bleakness it only sorrowly feel&lt;br /&gt;like a million years without a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me truly happy&lt;br /&gt;for i think i deserve to be&lt;br /&gt;return d blissful joy we had&lt;br /&gt;out of the simple things we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u came promising d world on ur hand&lt;br /&gt;dat only you can offer, no other man&lt;br /&gt;i believed our fate, or was it hope&lt;br /&gt;just hopes, like dreams - easily shattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shatter it did, along wif my heart,&lt;br /&gt;so tho it was only yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;it felt like a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;the happiness, i'll truly miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d only person who can make me truly happy is the only person who doesnt give a damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's cruel in dat way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/857675504812090551-5830256277527472933?l=thepurplesofa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/feeds/5830256277527472933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=857675504812090551&amp;postID=5830256277527472933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/5830256277527472933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/857675504812090551/posts/default/5830256277527472933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurplesofa.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-happiness.html' title='my happiness'/><author><name>fariza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02088895606689864691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9veYDHDnZuk/R8NA2Mk045I/AAAAAAAAAA4/xyZNnKCt-x0/S220/DSC00235.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
