<?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-6394467</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:35:50.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WAN-ZETI-ZARITA</title><subtitle type='html'>1681 E116th, 231D House 3, Cleveland OH 44106, USA</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-6164167618845455702</id><published>2010-02-23T04:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:55:20.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Resolution 2009 revisit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what I wrote for last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS-NOT-TO-DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake up late and run to work&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleep late at night and have eyebags the next day&lt;br /&gt;3. Party too much and sleep whole day the next day&lt;br /&gt;4. Iron my shirt early in the morning before going to work&lt;br /&gt;5. Procastination&lt;br /&gt;6. Shopping unnecessary stuffs&lt;br /&gt;7. Living in my MyVi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS-TO-DO&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop thinking about men &amp; love&lt;br /&gt;2. Exercise more often&lt;br /&gt;3. Take one class - salsa/yoga/swimming/gym&lt;br /&gt;4. Visit Adrian more often with Ben 10 gifts&lt;br /&gt;5. Stay at home. Watch movies &amp; serial drama&lt;br /&gt;6. More gossip session. Gossip is always good for health =)&lt;br /&gt;7. Vacation&lt;br /&gt;8. Smile &amp; laugh&lt;br /&gt;9. Read more - newspapers &amp; books&lt;br /&gt;10. Sedekah dan amal jariah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess most of it are completed or at least on-going.. Let me re-list again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS-NOT-TO-DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake up late and run to work - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleep late at night and have eyebags the next day - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Party too much and sleep whole day the next day - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Iron my shirt early in the morning before going to work - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I CAN'T GET RID OF THIHS HABIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Procastination - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SAME AS NUMBER 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Shopping unnecessary stuffs - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Living in my MyVi - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HALFWAY DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS-TO-DO&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop thinking about men &amp; love - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOU WILL EVENTUALLY THINK ABT THIS YOUR WHOLE LIFE, TRUST ME... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Exercise more often - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ON-GOING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Take one class - salsa/yoga/swimming/gym - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I DIDN'T TAKE ANY CLASSES YET =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Visit Adrian more often with Ben 10 gifts - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YES!!! MINUS THE GIFTS COZ I'M BROKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stay at home. Watch movies &amp; serial drama - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ON-GOING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. More gossip session. Gossip is always good for health =)- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THERE'S NOT MUCH GOSSIP NOWADAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Vacation - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PLANNING &amp; ON-GOING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Smile &amp; laugh - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I THINK I AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Read more - newspapers &amp; books - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HALFWAY MAYBE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sedekah dan amal jariah - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HMM... STILL NEED TO DO THIS MORE OFTEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad eh? Heeee........... =)&lt;br /&gt;*Clap*Clap*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-6164167618845455702?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/6164167618845455702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=6164167618845455702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6164167618845455702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6164167618845455702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2010/02/resolution-2009-revisit.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7367893546164416486</id><published>2010-02-23T04:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:31:25.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to go to Greece&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7367893546164416486?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7367893546164416486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7367893546164416486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7367893546164416486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7367893546164416486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-to-go-to-greece.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-39730069766633312</id><published>2010-02-18T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:31:32.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn... I talk too much nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;I mean... I write too much...hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I think my life this year starts with a bang. The 3 of us are going to Bandung next week for all girls retreat! We will be going to the spa, massage.. manicure &amp; pedicure... shopping &amp; shopping and spa again.... ahhh... bestnya!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, March... I will be balik kampung to pick up the kids. Or if things going on smoothly, maybe nak amek diving license kot. April - Treasure Hunt in Penang. May - either Pulau Tenggol or Taman Negara. June &amp; July belum plan lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhhhh!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-39730069766633312?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/39730069766633312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=39730069766633312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/39730069766633312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/39730069766633312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2010/02/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7033968304902163891</id><published>2010-02-18T04:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T04:13:47.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was moved to write something about Facebook. We were talking about this during the Farewell Tea Time an hour ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 5 of us but 1 had to leave early for a meeting. So there were 4 of us. We were bitching about those people who update their FB status every freaking hour. Urghh.... it's annoying people...! Don't you know it? It's cool when you update about something relevant but telling the whole world about your feelings..???? WTF?? It's private and let's just keep it private. The whole world doesn't wanna know about it or doesn't wanna have anything to do with it. People just don't care about you! Urghhh! It's irritating when you see that same person status update in your News Feed. And it's even more annoying if the status is about your love life and how you met your boyfriend/girlfriend. It's enough if you just update your relationship status, people would be happy for you.. If more than that.. ermm, sorry guys... you are a nuisance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But traffic update status??? I think that is helpful. That's why I posted it on my FB when I went back home during CNY. Say what you wanna say but traffic update is not as painful as LOVE status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be romantic in your own way... but FB status??? Errr... it's a big NO-NO! DO your own thing and keep it between the two of you. It will be more exclusive and the other person will appreciate it more. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7033968304902163891?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7033968304902163891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7033968304902163891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7033968304902163891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7033968304902163891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-moved-to-write-something-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7418246719789261851</id><published>2010-02-17T22:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:54:36.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year everyone! It's the Year of the Tiger in the Lunar calendar and roarrrr!!! Be careful and watch out in every steps you take aight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend renewed her passport yesterday. She was told by the Immigration Officer that it's a new version of passport. When I compared it to my passport which I renewed late last year, there was a slight difference on the front page and the Your Info page. It has a tinted glossy tiger on Your Info page. I told her that it's because of "Tiger" year. Stupid. Then my friend said that she was born on a pig year, so it should be pig then? Hahaha... bodo tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion is... the tiger represents jata negara Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is a holiday week. Bosses are not around and nobody is around. I had my dentist appointment yesterday in Ampang. I think Taiping's dentists are much more detailed and reliable. I had my scaling done and it doesn't feel clean enough. When I did my scaling 4 years back in Taiping, I can feel that my teeth were actually brand new. It was really clean. Or maybe my memory doesn't serve me right.. I might have mistaken it with my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of having cleaner teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I don't remember having that kind of dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7418246719789261851?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7418246719789261851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7418246719789261851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7418246719789261851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7418246719789261851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-everyone-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3013439818977255885</id><published>2010-02-02T20:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:42:25.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>U know Facebook has the Friends tab on the right hand side of your page right? And the friends list is random. So today, one of my random friends is Damian Kulash From OK Go Band. He's the lead singer by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, isn't it? He actually added me in his FB list like 2-3 years ago. He came to Case to perform. And I went to see them at Adelbert Gym (haha, can't believe that I still remember it's location). At that time, I am like a photo fanatic so I took their picture and uploaded it in the University Photos website. One of them is Damian's picture, up-closed. Few weeks after that, I received a request from him in FB. Of course I accepted it, with a very proud ass haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are unfamiliar with OK Go, try to Youtube it. They are popular because their song is in the Apple ad. The one where they ask you to run while listening to your iPod? Ring a bell now? The song is called Here We Go Again. Just try and search for it, you'll surely find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. hey, I have him in my list.. I don't really care about others.. hahaha.. do you have anyone famous in your list? Who actually request to be your friend instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3013439818977255885?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3013439818977255885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3013439818977255885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3013439818977255885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3013439818977255885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2010/02/u-know-facebook-has-friends-tab-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-759053886866728814</id><published>2010-02-02T00:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T00:55:32.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently listening to a medley made by a bunch of talented people. One of the songs is More Than Words... auwww...I think these kids are Singaporean. But urgh, don't care pun sebab sangat sedap tau. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Grammy's. I watched the re-run. Though I don't get it when Taylor Swift won Album of The Year, I can't be bothered cos the show itself was tremendously awesome. The performances surpass the winners. At least that's what I thought. Bon Jovi performed 2 songs and one of them is Livin' On a Prayer. He still looks gorgeous though he's like in his mid 40's. Hence the Bon Jovi status on my facebook today hahhaha... and I have been listening to him this whole morning yeayyy... I think I'm gonna get one of his albums which contain his best songs during his career. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. wanna check my Farmville now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-759053886866728814?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/759053886866728814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=759053886866728814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/759053886866728814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/759053886866728814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-there-i-am-currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-8304224272583045176</id><published>2009-12-30T23:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:16:07.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2009 is leaving me behind. It was full of drama. And I was so sick of it. Mainly, it was due to my own stupidity and immature act. To those of you who were involved in the mess that I created, I am deeply sorry!!! I wasn't thinking clearly and I totally regret it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's rock 2010 and leave 2009 with a bang! As much as I hate 2009, I will remember the moment where I met someone so dearly this year... (^_____^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my frens,&lt;br /&gt;Dua puluh sepuluh is going to rock you! &lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To la familia,&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes you guys are being difficult hahaha, I still love you guys to bits! My sistas... come back quick! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for pulling me up. &lt;br /&gt;Now you don't want to make it so public, don't you? &lt;br /&gt;Heeee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... going off.. bye-bye 2009... welcome 2010....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LONGGGGG SUCKERSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;muacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-8304224272583045176?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/8304224272583045176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=8304224272583045176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8304224272583045176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8304224272583045176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-is-leaving-me-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-1142627833457277482</id><published>2009-12-11T04:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T04:11:16.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hari ni saye balik kampung sebab Ajee kawen hari Ahad kat Taiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-1142627833457277482?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/1142627833457277482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=1142627833457277482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1142627833457277482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1142627833457277482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/12/hari-ni-saye-balik-kampung-sebab-ajee.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-8881496018753376867</id><published>2009-12-03T01:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:24:41.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to write a lot of things here. Just being too lazy to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Camera Obscura&lt;br /&gt;Their songs are nice. Try to youtube it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Kari Kepala Ikan Kampung Pandan&lt;br /&gt;Price: FOC&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Mummy for inviting me for lunch with her architect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-8881496018753376867?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/8881496018753376867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=8881496018753376867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8881496018753376867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8881496018753376867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-meaning-to-write-lot-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7314480953325768013</id><published>2009-11-25T21:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:38:49.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay let me see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to upload my current pic after 2 years of posting my last pic??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img524.imageshack.us/i/mybirthday2009057.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/459/mybirthday2009057.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img604.imageshack.us/content.php?page=blogpost&amp;files=img524/459/mybirthday2009057.jpg" title="QuickPost"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imageshack.us/img/butansn.png" alt="QuickPost" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quickpost this image to Myspace, Digg, Facebook, and others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my birthday at RedBox Pavillion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img20.imageshack.us/i/18062009148.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img20.imageshack.us/img20/5705/18062009148.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img604.imageshack.us/content.php?page=blogpost&amp;files=img20/5705/18062009148.jpg" title="QuickPost"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imageshack.us/img/butansn.png" alt="QuickPost" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quickpost this image to Myspace, Digg, Facebook, and others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my site visit to the Kongsi in Sunway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7314480953325768013?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7314480953325768013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7314480953325768013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7314480953325768013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7314480953325768013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay-let-me-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-6020847765533548136</id><published>2009-11-25T04:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T06:35:43.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hari Raya Haji would be here again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 days time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am going back home tomorrow night, malam raya, by train. I will arrive Taiping railway station at about 4AM. Balik malam raya ni agak meriah la naik train kan, ramai orang2 yg nak balik kampung so terasa la gak suasana die tu kan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-6020847765533548136?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/6020847765533548136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=6020847765533548136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6020847765533548136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6020847765533548136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/11/hari-raya-haji-would-be-here-again-in-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-8114417303743171829</id><published>2009-11-17T22:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:22:54.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently listening to: Zee Avi - Bitter Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her. She's a one lucky girl.. I would say that she's been living my dream life when I was younger.. I want to do just that! Play music, sing, and have fun while creating happy atmosphere for people. And the most interesting thing that she did was to perform at Bonnaroo Music Festival 2009 at Manchester, Tennessee!!! For those of you who don't have any idea on the music fest, please google it and you would understand. I've been to Bonnaroo 2007 and I've experienced it. It's undescribable... =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't know how to play musical intruments - only a wee bit of guitar &amp; piano&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't know how to write songs&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't have that kind of voice&lt;br /&gt;4. I believe that we should start from young and I am 25; quarter of a century now&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't have enough money to buy guitar, take lessons and time - this will always be an excuse instead of a problem&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't have a sense of style, I just love tshirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;7. I have too many commitments; work &amp; family which are the 2 most important parts in my life right now. And my weekends are always full with both. And if not, I would be seeing my beloved nasty nephew and play with him &amp; his Ben10/Autobot/BumbleBee/IronMan Figurines. He sleeps with me at night. And I woke up around 4AM only to realize that his feet is on my face.&lt;br /&gt;8. My company doesn't pay me enough. But I guess it's okay because I've been playing Farmville during my leisure time at work. Sometimes, I go to the office during weekends; first to do my work, second, to harvest my farm.&lt;br /&gt;9. I don't have enough confidence to be like Zee Avi. Sometimes I do feel that I am out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the ONLY thingS that forbid me from being what I want to be. Hahah.. okay la kan.. baru sembilan things... hehehhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream life is to stay at home and jaga anak =) &lt;br /&gt;With my own business to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I need to work towards that goal... &lt;br /&gt;To own a business, you need money&lt;br /&gt;To get money, you need to work&lt;br /&gt;To work, you need to wake up everyday and pull your ass off of bed&lt;br /&gt;To wake up every morning, you need a shelter&lt;br /&gt;And I am paying a bloody RM500 every month for my rent&lt;br /&gt;So how the hell am I going to save up???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The richer gets richer, the poorer gets poorer.&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard about that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-8114417303743171829?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/8114417303743171829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=8114417303743171829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8114417303743171829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8114417303743171829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/11/currently-listening-to-zee-avi-bitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3296103968956631790</id><published>2009-11-02T05:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T05:22:55.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should I or should I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;Kenape eh kene macam nih? I do not ask for this. Well, of course nobody would ask for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3296103968956631790?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3296103968956631790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3296103968956631790&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3296103968956631790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3296103968956631790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/11/should-i-or-should-i-not-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5998698024420290516</id><published>2009-10-18T22:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:34:35.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baru balik dari Taiping =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak suke duduk KL. It's packed andd stuffy. &lt;br /&gt;I went to Rembau 2 weeks before.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Pangkor the weekend after.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Taiping last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, make loads of funny faces peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5998698024420290516?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5998698024420290516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5998698024420290516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5998698024420290516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5998698024420290516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/10/baru-balik-dari-taiping-tak-suke-duduk.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-1859708590951748776</id><published>2009-10-11T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:13:32.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Da balik from treasure hunt di Pangkor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-1859708590951748776?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/1859708590951748776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=1859708590951748776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1859708590951748776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1859708590951748776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/10/da-balik-from-treasure-hunt-di-pangkor.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-6734764101194491021</id><published>2009-10-04T23:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:58:54.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For some reason....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI MANLOK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah.... mangkuk betul...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-6734764101194491021?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/6734764101194491021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=6734764101194491021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6734764101194491021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6734764101194491021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-some-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5871789253175373114</id><published>2009-09-25T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:10:46.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, Black Eyed Peas is performing at Sunway Lagoon with regards to the Arthur's Day worldwide celebration. There are only few locations that have been selected for this purpose, I can't remember where. Malaysia is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am stuck here in Taiping, with nothing but Jack Black to cheer me up. What a way to spend my Friday night!!! Luckily, the stupid movie was stupidly exhilarating. It's a dumb movie but it's nice to watch as you don't have to think so much. You may just want to remember about the history during zaman2 Nabi dahulu kala. Just don't take it seriously, or else....you would get burnt in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everybody. My long holiday will be over tomorrow. Mama is going to cook gulai ikan kering yeayyyy and I'm going back right after lunch. Hopefully I won't get too sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5871789253175373114?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5871789253175373114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5871789253175373114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5871789253175373114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5871789253175373114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-black-eyed-peas-is-performing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-9209084935098287658</id><published>2009-09-22T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:20:32.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Raya time again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 times that I have celebrated Raya after I came back from the States. Meaning.... I have given 3 times duit raya to my relatives. Woww..that is quite an accomplishment despite the amount of debt on my credit card! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't looking forward for Raya. I am more keen on the long holidays rather than the Raya mood and meeting the family. Today is 3rd Syawal. Amazingly, I loveeee meeting the families...it's the annual gathering that you do once a year. This is the only time when you get to update each other and gossip! Yeah, I didn't even know that my cousin lives at Taman Tun and she is married to a rich Tengku. Mom told me that she is very generous and she supported her mom's surgery last time. I am pretty sure that it'd cost more than 10K. And yet, she and her family is very humble and friendly. The whole family is driving to Penang to celebrate my auntie's 50th anniversary... That's cute, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other auntie also lives in Taman Tun nowadays...hehe, probably because she's bored in Taiping so she just stays in KL &amp; Taiping alternately. She invited me over to visit and overnight at her place cos she's living there all by herself. Nice, now I have more place to overnight in KL. My other auntie, dad's youngest sister, didn't come back cos her family is in Syria. Her son is studying there so the whole family decided to celebrate Raya there instead. My uncle is sick and have difficulties to walk. He's a big man, and now relying on the tongkat to help him walk. Apparently, he has problems to control his bladder. Perhaps it's the medicine that he consumed. Hmmmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other uncle pulak loves to do the family tree chart. He compiled all the details during the open house. It seems funny but when you traced back to where u are originally from, it's actually cool!!! And so, I am the descendant of the great Long Jaafar, the man who found the first tin mine in Tanah Melayu. Folk's tale told us that we received the surname Wan from the Sultan because our great great great grandfather was a good man. Hence, the Wan was inherited up till now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to keep my surname though I remember hating my name when I was a little kid. It has a deep meaning to the family. It gives us a sense of satisfaction and we are proud to carry that name. Tapi macamlah aku tau sape aku nak kawen kan???? Eh, macamlah aku kawen pun kan???? Haihhhh......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-9209084935098287658?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/9209084935098287658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=9209084935098287658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/9209084935098287658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/9209084935098287658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-raya-time-again-its-been-3-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-367682782779689124</id><published>2009-09-07T00:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:44:21.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw a blog that read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you should date me in September?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah... this is funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-367682782779689124?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/367682782779689124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=367682782779689124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/367682782779689124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/367682782779689124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-saw-blog-that-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-6480252678939879944</id><published>2009-09-03T12:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:14:19.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still thinking about interesting things to write. My depressing &amp; uncolorful life is boring. You might puke on your white marble floor if you read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, let me tell you about a friend of mine who is from India. Funny thing is that, I can't remember when was the first time we knew each other. We have never spoken to each other on the phone, the communication is done through the Yahoo Messenger only. I met him in the cyber space when I was in the States. And so, we were chatting and trying to get to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a psycho, is still a crazy person and will always be a weird dumb ass. We would talk about everything, from politics to musics to movies. He worked in media industry, you know, those people who deals with film stars, producers, tv station peeps &amp; video shoot crews. I still remember the last thing that he spoke to me was about committing suicide. I was not online at that time and he left me a message saying that he's going to leave this world. This guy is crazy, I thought to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I came back to Malaysia, totally forgot about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I got this blackberry with Yahoo Messenger application installed in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we chatted again and try to update each other... Man, it's been 2 damn years that we lost contact. I would have thought that he'd be dead by now. It's nice to finally talk to him again. Both don't need to mind our language because we don't give a shit about swearing. I would call him dumb ass, mofo &amp; stupid asshole. He'd call me no brain, dumbo and idiot. He thought that I would be happily married with a loving husband and got beautiful kids.... (Which is never gonna happen)... That is funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always gives good advise when I'm in doubt. Not to say that everything is correct, especially if it's coming from a man who tried to commit suicide 3 times - the 1st time, he drank the mosquito repellant, 2nd time he cut his wrist and immersed himself in the bath tub, and I didn't asked abt the 3rd attempt yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the weird people that I have met during my life. I will tell you about others next time around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-6480252678939879944?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/6480252678939879944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=6480252678939879944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6480252678939879944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6480252678939879944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-thinking-about-interesting-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-208978998656071082</id><published>2009-08-29T22:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:36:16.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The best thing I love about being home is simply because I can sleep anytime and anywhere in the house. Taiping house has 4 rooms. After the renovation, my mum decided to add another room with a connecting bathroom. That room now has always been my Abg Akie's or Kak Mira's room when they come home. It was built on a once a fireplace area where Bapak burn his dry leaves every evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never like to sleep in that room, probably because the smell of wood annoys my smelling sense. My room, well, we do not have specific rooms for each of us because we slept together in the same room when we were small. And when we grow up, one by one started to leave Taiping home to go to the boarding school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, my room, I'd like to call it my room because nobody seems to disturb my peacefulness in MY room. I painted one wall with orange color simply because I love the color and I painted it myself. It was a very basic room with 1 queen bed which was once my parent's bed when they got married. Luckily, the mattress is new hahahha.... :) yuck! Don't want to even think about it. However, ironically, all the siblings love the old mattress because it was so comfy, sunken when u immerse yourself in it and literally it lets you sleep until you can't sleep anymore - that's how syiok it is. I remember Mama was a bit scared when she wanted to break the news to us-that she has throw away the mattress and replaced it with a new one. I was sad because that old mattress can't be found anywhere in the world anymore.. :( if you have tried sleeping on it before, then you'd know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is 10:23 AM. And my room looks like it's still 7 AM... :) Thanks to the thick curtain that prevent the sunlight to peek in. The window scenery is Mom's big mango tree and it somehow helps to filter the sunlight. Last time, we were using a stand fan at night but now it has a ceiling fan and air conditioner which I only use during prayers. I dislike the idea of using the aircond in Taiping because you'd kill the real feeling of coldness. You see, when it rains heavily in Taiping, you'd just want to snuggle in your blanket with the coldness from the rain, not the aircond. And you'd want to listen to the sound of the rain and thunder... This is what you call peacefulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if it keeps on raining heavily, we all will start to run and pick up the kain buruk &amp; baldi because the roof will start to leak...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ramadhan everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zeti is currently in Taiping to enjoy the buka puasa treat with la familia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-208978998656071082?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/208978998656071082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=208978998656071082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/208978998656071082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/208978998656071082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-thing-i-love-about-being-home-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-6611842450943718751</id><published>2009-08-27T03:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T04:21:35.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Die standing!&lt;br /&gt;Kill me please!&lt;br /&gt;Let's jump off the building!&lt;br /&gt;Arrghhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the phrases that always come out from my mouth. Yes, I'm not kidding. Always, it would be the conversation between me &amp; Jill. We would tell each other to kill each other. The only problem is that who's gonna make the move first? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-6611842450943718751?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/6611842450943718751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=6611842450943718751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6611842450943718751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6611842450943718751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/die-standing-kill-me-please-lets-jump.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-100994501501932931</id><published>2009-08-20T00:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:28:48.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quarter life crisis..&lt;br /&gt;Well, not quite coz I am not yet 25. Luckily my birthday will not fall on puasa month this year, so I can squeeze anyone for FREE lunch during the day. Hmmm...sounds like a plan.. Hahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I saw my new campaign visuals. It was nice but I will not say that it's the best. I still prefer the old look with the bold red all over our POSM - point-of-sales-material. And we spent so much time revising the brief &amp; visuals. Rugi aje stay up at night until 2 - 4 AM to approve the visuals only to know that the old look is now gone. I still keep my POSM with me, just to remind me during the good ol days when dealing with the agency straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric asked me about Ramadhan - Raya thingy. What do normal Muslims do during this festive season..? It's for his iPhone festive campaign. Then we came to a point where his neighbour asked me about the first day of Ramadhan. I told him it's going to be on Saturday, then, they told me it's Sunday. Aduhhh...guess I am not that religious enough to know about this. I told them today is the announcement day, so I just have to wait for it. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-100994501501932931?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/100994501501932931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=100994501501932931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/100994501501932931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/100994501501932931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/quarter-life-crisis.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-8208712929796160352</id><published>2009-08-16T03:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:19:12.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's amazing to see this Chinese chap who sits in front of me diligently doing his calculation. He brought his scientific calculator. And his revision notes which he photocopied and binded them to make into a nice book. Typical Malaysian student. We do not have that much money to buy a book, hence, the idea of photocopy is a sure cost saving. With his thick black framed glasses, I am sure that he's the nerdy guy in class who never ponteng his class. And he brought this mineral water bottle with either Sarsi or Chinese tea from home. Typical scene for a Chinese student. I've seen this since I was a little girl. I never asked though. However, I think their parents thought them to drink loads of mineral water for their own good. I've read about this in an article somewhere where the writer compared about Malay &amp; Chinese students. If you look closely, you can straightaway tell the differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malays won't bring their own mineral water packed from home. Chinese students would. Chinese students will eat dinner early while Malays will eat about 8 or 830,because they either wait for the daily news to be over or because they have to wait for the Maghrib prayers. Chinese will join Rangers (Pandu Puteri) while Malays will join the easy ones like Puteri Islam, PBSM or find their ways not to join any clubs in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just an observation by my own eyes. Maybe all of the above mentioned happened to me, so it's not fair for me to generalised them at once aight? Anyhoo... I remembered when my teacher, Puan Rahimah, called me to her office on one fine day. It was at the end of the year 1998 - the Commonwealth Games Year. I remembered being very nervous while walking to her office. Hahaha.... Did I tell you that most of the students do not fancy her and thought that she's one of the fierceful teacher in the entire planet? Anyway, when I arrived at her office, she looked at me calmly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zeti, kamu nak jadi pengawas?"&lt;br /&gt;"Umm... Tanakla cikgu"&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"Malas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha...I can't believe that I actually told her that I was lazy to be the prefect at school. Lazy is my answer... Hahahaha... I know that the Convent teachers expected me to be one of the prefects in school but I am just too lazy to become one. And so I didn't. I chose to be the Koperasi girl. The Koperasi uniform was cool ya... It's the best looking uniform in school at that time. We have to wear a dark blue A-line skirt, with a matching dark blue vest, a long sleeve white shirt and a light blue tie beneath the vest. Cool aight? The librarians wear maroon vest &amp; tie and I always think that the color didn't match.... Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I am the epitome of a lazy Malay student. I can't comment much on the Malaysian university students as I didn't go to the local university. And I didn't regret about this at all. I feel blessed to be able to go to the land of power and freedom at the age of 19. And I wish I could stay there again one more time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zeti is a Marketing Executive at a Malaysian telco company. She was a student at Case Western Reserve University, class of 2007. And she misses her life as a student in the States. &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/6394467-8208712929796160352?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/8208712929796160352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=8208712929796160352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8208712929796160352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8208712929796160352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-amazing-to-see-this-chinese-chap.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7301854618899563645</id><published>2009-08-14T11:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:39:11.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can get through this. And I don't even know if this is the right thing to do. Everything seems to be picture perfect, and now everything seems to be everywhere. It's like pieces of puzzle that I need to pick up and put them back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I am so tiny and everyone else is sooo big. I am scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared. And I want to run away from everything...I guess that I am not that strong little girl anymore who used to cycle wayyy out from the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7301854618899563645?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7301854618899563645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7301854618899563645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7301854618899563645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7301854618899563645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7160777801880203864</id><published>2009-08-13T14:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:26:54.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been going out for a very long time. I have no mood to go out...nowhere to go.. nobody that I want to go out with...nothing to look forward to...and no interesting things that is more interesting than resting at home and watching Astro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that the Indonesian police confirmed that the body that they thought was Mat Top, apparently is somebody else.. Hmmm, he is still around. Alive &amp; kicking, must be laughing at the police for not capturing him just yet. A very slick guy... Hope that no more major disaster will happen in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala..... I am bored... And I am sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you people out there, do listen to Bottlesmoker. They are from Indonesia and these 2 chaps played toy instruments like xylophone, kid's toys, sthg like recorder when u were in primary school and loads more out-of-the-ordinary instruments. Their songs are nice. I wouldn't say that I love all their songs but the way they play their music just makes your hips move and your mind wanders. They were playing at Cloth &amp; Cleft in Changkat Bukit Bintang tonight. Actually I just got back from watching their interesting performance. A very nice blend of music! I would think that people who doesn't really into music would just fall into their lap when they see they way Bottlesmoker mix the music. To me, it's more on the instruments rather than the music itself. The instruments compliment the music. Anyhoo, kudos to them for a wonderful night and hope they'll be back with more exciting mix of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Menyambut Hari Ulangtahun Republik Indonesia yang ke-64 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal: 17 Agustus 2009&lt;br /&gt;Lokasi: Wisma Duta, KL&lt;br /&gt;Lineup: Inul Daratista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, terima kasih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7160777801880203864?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7160777801880203864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7160777801880203864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7160777801880203864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7160777801880203864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-havent-been-going-out-for-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-2275209628944510208</id><published>2009-08-10T01:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:58:10.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is a tiring weekend.... &lt;br /&gt;Didn't get enough sleep and didn't get enough rest. Nowadays, it's easy to see me sleep on the couch in front if the idiot box. At night, I would either eat Maggi mee or buy something from mamak downstairs. Mandi, makan, then watch tv until I sleep. Have been doing that for almost every day. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel full of knowledge yesterday. Thanks to The Star newspaper... now I know about Hiroshima &amp; Nagasaki. And that Noordin Mat Top have been killed by the Indonesians police. And also the H1N1 has killed 18 innocent people in Malaysia and few of them are babies. And that Hospital Sg Buloh has been accepting almost double the amount of patients. And the new Estee Lauder perfume is called Sensuos and the model, St Claire, comes from Maryland. There was a charity program in Bukit Jalil yesterday where Alleycats was performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-2275209628944510208?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/2275209628944510208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=2275209628944510208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2275209628944510208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2275209628944510208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-is-tiring-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3625245014361848210</id><published>2009-08-06T12:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:00:11.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody kill me please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say it but I just don't know where to start. Sometimes it's best to work as a toll gate girl...just pass the ticket to the customer and you are done. Easy kan? Or maybe work as a tukang sapu sampah...or tukang cuci tandas... Buat je keje betul2, kasik bersih, then orang pun tak bising. Or maybe job that requires you to just smile and nod, smile and nod...ape eh??? Entah.. Kalau ade la kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad today. Very. I don't know what went wrong. It's not nice to point your finger and say who's right or who's wrong. To make things better, I'd rather be responsible for it. Afterall, I want everyone to be happy and do not fight against each other. Don't know what will happen next but sigh....hope it'll be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see...shit happens all the time.... &lt;br /&gt;Shit happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it will always happen... No matter how perfect you prepare for it...shit still happens... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why bother to prepare in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to get high and close my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to think about me and you dancing in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I will wear a pink dress&lt;br /&gt;You'll wear your white shirt&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget your brown hat&lt;br /&gt;Both of us need to get high&lt;br /&gt;And destress&lt;br /&gt;I'll take your word&lt;br /&gt;And you'll take mine&lt;br /&gt;In the end both of us will be prancing in the sky&lt;br /&gt;And that's our fav place to unwind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3625245014361848210?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3625245014361848210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3625245014361848210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3625245014361848210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3625245014361848210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/somebody-kill-me-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5184729627463874830</id><published>2009-08-05T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:28:03.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saye sekarang di dalam tren. Baru kat stop Setiawangsa. Ini sangat menarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huahuahuahuahua.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was working like a mad cow. Lucky me that my boss helped me to do 1 brief out of 3 briefs. It was very mind boggling when you have to do an advertising brief. First, of course, like any other briefs, you need to know what you want. Second, you need to know the expectations from the other team and also the agency. Third, you need a gun..... To kill your opponent or yourself.... Hahahha kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so relieved today. Maybe because some of my laundry list has finally come to a manageable list. The hardest part was the brief and then it was all about managing my time wisely. Gosh! I feel like I'm doing training now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha...ok, nak masuk gua dulu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5184729627463874830?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5184729627463874830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5184729627463874830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5184729627463874830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5184729627463874830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/saye-sekarang-di-dalam-tren.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-302518094034982610</id><published>2009-08-05T00:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:32:13.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urghhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of working. Gila! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am clearing up all my things. Can't believe that I actually been working my ass off this morning and now it's lunch time. Bought nasik lemak from Jalan Ampang this morning for my breakfast. All the big bosses are not around, including my direct boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was downstairs for a ciggie this morning when I saw people queueing up outside KLCC. Only then I know that it's actually a fire exercise. Orang Melayu cakap latihan kebakaran. Pity the tourists who have limited time to witness the famous KLCC. I wonder if the Petronas Twin Tower are having the same fire exercise or not. My building doesn't. And plus, it was raining pulak tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish up yesterday's WIP meeting&lt;br /&gt;To complete the advertising brief for new campaign to launch in September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^___^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the world will smile at you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-302518094034982610?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/302518094034982610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=302518094034982610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/302518094034982610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/302518094034982610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/08/urghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4378931531442199085</id><published>2009-07-22T13:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T13:20:37.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am loving this blackberry.. Now I can post anything on-the-go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my blackberry at The Royale Chulan hotel on the 4th of June 2009 during the big HSK launch. But I can't be bothered to replace a new one because I don't want to be contacted easily. However, my kind hearted boss gave me his blackberry because he's using iPhone now.. I think he wants me to be contacted especially on the urgent things that needs written confirmation.. Urghhh...okay okay.. Thanks boss! No matter how much I hated working during my vacation, certain things do need my attention n confirmation. Sighhhh.... Just like my current vacation. Though I am out the whole week, people keep on calling me and bug me! I hate it so much! Can't they give me peace for once??? Only in the goddamn July!!! That's all I'm asking... Stupid fuckerssss!! Now what if I call them during their holiday? Now what would they feel? Idiots! Stupid MOFO... Now take that you selfish bastards!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to keep myself busy starting next week, busy with work I mean. This week, it's all about la familia. I couldn't even go to Pari's wedding.. And planning to go to Omar's wedding in Pasir Gudang. But when I check my calendar, I was sooo frustrated to know that his wedding falls on the same day as Daniel's wedding. Daniel is the printer/vendor guy that I'm good with. We always have lunch together and he would claimed the bill to his company. Our mission...errr...oh well, my mission is to try out all the restaurants in KLCC. So far, Dome is the best especially the seafood carbonara (white sauce). The portion is damn huge and its creamy too. A variety of seafood - mussels, squids, prawns. I always have trouble finishing my plate because it's too creamy and you will get muak after a while. Soooo... Anyway.... 1st August, daytime there is an invitation to Feruz's house for potluck. Feruz is my colleague who's handling the East Coast/Malay segment. And also, during the same time, Omar's wedding is being held in Johor. At night, it'd be Daniel's wedding and I don't have a fuck of what am I going to wear that night. This will be my first Chinese wedding in my life and I need to do some research... Hmmmm... This is tricky, I need to look at people's Facebook to see what do they wear during Chinese weddings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie better sleep now. If not, I will keep on thinking and might do something stupid to myself. I told my boss that I need to keep busy with work starting next week. I want to occupy myself with nothing but work and other chores (tempah baju utk kawen Paan). Hence, I wouldn't think about my problems anymore...let's hope that it will work.. You know what did my boss replied? He sensed depression/stress. Hahahahaha.... You got it right boss!!!! Just keep on pouring me with work and I shall be up and running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..btw, I miss my old workstation :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4378931531442199085?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4378931531442199085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4378931531442199085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4378931531442199085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4378931531442199085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-loving-this-blackberry.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7027065253451647750</id><published>2009-07-22T09:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:14:37.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am updating this blog using my blackberry. This is the first attempt in doing so. Hope this works. If yes, then I can just jot down whatever I have in mind anytime anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that cool??? Oh and did I tell you that Blackberry has the auto spelling correction...for example, when I type the word isn't or can't, I don't need to type the apostrophe thingy... It would be automated... This is bloody cool aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took one whole week off. Kak Mira n family is here... So we went cuti-cuti Malaysia to Malacca. Kak Sheila got this OCBC bungalow in Malacca and it has 8 rooms in it... Well... It fits two bookings so each booking is eligible to get 4 rooms... The bungalow also has a private pool and bbq station. The ceiling is high so the bungalow looks big and quite scary if you are alone at night... It has few entrance so the thought of burglars or ghosts entering your house from any direction will haunt anyone there. Definitely wouldn't suggest anyone who comes in small group. I slept with the 2 rascals during both nights. 1st night, Alex peed on the bed. 2nd night, Alex woke up and he was thirsty... While Adrian woke up and sat on the bed, telling me this.. "You are not my daddy"... I was like... "What???"... I just grab him and hug him to sleep. He was mamai afterall... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... I am hungry and wanna eat now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7027065253451647750?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7027065253451647750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7027065253451647750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7027065253451647750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7027065253451647750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-updating-this-blog-using-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3010842487223639977</id><published>2009-07-06T06:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T06:21:11.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was stalking at one of my friend's blog with a lot of pictures in it. I used to read the blogs and admire all the post but it was way back in the States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syioknye kan to live in NYC - the city that never sleeps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to go jalan-jalan whenever you want to and wherever you want to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God... I miss States....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3010842487223639977?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3010842487223639977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3010842487223639977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3010842487223639977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3010842487223639977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-stalking-at-one-of-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4546221192861388076</id><published>2009-07-01T06:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:49:13.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You see.. when people break up, they tend to find their other half's replacement. This is done in order to get over the sadness and the broken hearted-ness. In a way, it's true. Been there, done that. You call it "rebound".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, you need someone to talk to and someone to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs someone to whisper their dreams to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4546221192861388076?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4546221192861388076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4546221192861388076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4546221192861388076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4546221192861388076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3386915285648115810</id><published>2009-06-12T06:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T06:19:10.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Masih kangen......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3386915285648115810?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3386915285648115810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3386915285648115810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3386915285648115810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3386915285648115810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/06/masih-kangen.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4065462938700557123</id><published>2009-05-06T03:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:51:57.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My boss's wife is very creative! Please look at the below website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://whitedaisykitchen.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may put your order directly to her or you can ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Zeti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4065462938700557123?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4065462938700557123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4065462938700557123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4065462938700557123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4065462938700557123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-bosss-wife-is-very-creative-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4932325055295299904</id><published>2009-04-08T22:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:27:25.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember when I said that I don't want to write anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucked up big time.&lt;br /&gt;REAL BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am deeply sorry about everything. I do not want this to happen, nor do I want anyone to get hurt. Trust me... if I can turn back time, I'd back off and let everyone live their life happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe things happened for a reason. Mesti ada hikmah kan? Aku tau aku bukan budak baik yang alim, yang selalu di sisi Mu... Aku bukan alim, warak, cukup sembahyang tu kire sangat2 mustahil bagiku... tapi aku bersyukur yang Dia masih sayangkan aku. Sekurang-kurangnya, aku tahu, aku ada satu tempat untuk aku mengadu dan bercerita... bila-bila masa... kat mana-mana pun aku berada... kerana Dia Maha Penyayang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya mintak mereka memaafkan aku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4932325055295299904?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4932325055295299904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4932325055295299904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4932325055295299904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4932325055295299904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/04/remember-when-i-said-that-i-want-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4424062198022278120</id><published>2009-04-07T22:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:03:41.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>out of reach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4424062198022278120?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4424062198022278120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4424062198022278120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4424062198022278120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4424062198022278120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/04/out-of-reach.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5675714246804679222</id><published>2009-02-18T04:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:35:37.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want to update this blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how this would last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5675714246804679222?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5675714246804679222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5675714246804679222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5675714246804679222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5675714246804679222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-want-to-update-this-blog-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-2331831723943322077</id><published>2009-02-16T20:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:36:01.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Valentine's Day has passed by....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Taiping that weekend. My dad best friend's daughter got married and I have to be his representatives. I was damn pissed since the wedding date was on Vday. Who the fuck set the date to be on 14 Feb? As if there were no other dates available for their wedding? There are 52 weeks in a year, and please do choose a date where it fits everyone's schedule... Haihhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's common sense kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't be bitching about this. Who knows I might get married on the day that my friends wouldn't be able to come. Daym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my parents wedding date was on 14th February 1975.&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/6394467-2331831723943322077?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/2331831723943322077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=2331831723943322077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2331831723943322077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2331831723943322077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-has-passed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-1872772577375852409</id><published>2009-02-15T20:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:27:34.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week, I wrote about the 25 random things about myself in my blog. By the time I finished them up, the system was crashed so I couldn't published that particular post. Cam sial kan? Dah la ada 25 things. TWENTY FIVE. And tetiba system error. Bodo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-1872772577375852409?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/1872772577375852409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=1872772577375852409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1872772577375852409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1872772577375852409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-week-i-wrote-about-25-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3052397177074171541</id><published>2009-02-03T20:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:00:52.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate doing the MMC - My Maxis Commitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need the bonus money because I am broke!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3052397177074171541?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3052397177074171541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3052397177074171541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3052397177074171541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3052397177074171541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-doing-mmc-my-maxis-commitment.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4626923514505718849</id><published>2009-01-30T01:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:15:32.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was doing real work. After long CNY hols earlier this week, I finally got the vibe to work again. Boy I made a lot of overseas phone calls yesterday! Mostly to the Philippines &amp;amp; Indonesia. This year, my boss put me on a spotlight. It's either fame or failure. Scary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference call to Indonesia with Ibu Tuty &amp;amp; Ibu Sari was quite funny this time. I was whispering to TM about something and they could still hear our conversation on the other end. We were laughing and I'm glad to see TM laugh while working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to hear my weekend plans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Dinner &amp;amp; movie with the girls&lt;br /&gt;John Gielen @ Maison (tentative)&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Kecik for a chat &amp;amp; intro them together (tentative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Seremban trip to see EZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball at Titiwangsa&lt;br /&gt;Gay party @ Maison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Cameron Highlands? (tentative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... pening2... I am lazy to party but the gay one is a chance of a lifetime. Don't want to miss it for anything else. Oh, and green tea please. I don't drink booze... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4626923514505718849?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4626923514505718849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4626923514505718849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4626923514505718849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4626923514505718849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-i-was-doing-real-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5575602673288541681</id><published>2009-01-28T23:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T05:39:18.461-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I called Kak Mira. Gossiping with her as usual la kan. They are coming back in late June for about 3 weeks. We will be going for a short trip to Langkawi with the whole family. Except that Kak Pina is still in Germany at that time. So I'll be the odd one out. An auntie with 4 anak buahs... damn... it's going to be a tiring vacation. They invited him to Langkawi but I felt that it's too soon to introduce him to la familia. Mother is already worried where to sleep him during the vacation.... Duhhhhh.... mama ni suke betul la pikir bukan2 tau... isk isk isk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 anak buahs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Zaqi Zacary + Roselawati&lt;br /&gt;- Wan Arif Adrian&lt;br /&gt;- Wan Sara Sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin Wong + Wan Zeti Zamira&lt;br /&gt;- Alex Iskandar Wong&lt;br /&gt;- James Zulkarnain Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of these 4 nephews/niece, I am closest to Adrian. That boy is damn rough but he's the best thing that has ever happened to me. I miss him already..... This Friday, I am going to sleep over in Shah Alam... rindu la pakcik Adrian yang banyak bunyik tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Auntie, auntie.... I want Ben10"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5575602673288541681?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5575602673288541681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5575602673288541681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5575602673288541681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5575602673288541681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-diary-i-received-message-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-93882862199640114</id><published>2009-01-23T03:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T03:24:57.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want a body like a supermodel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-93882862199640114?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/93882862199640114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=93882862199640114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/93882862199640114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/93882862199640114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-body-like-supermodel.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4887058355764149831</id><published>2008-12-31T21:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:03:33.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was not supposed to update this blog too often. Because I would be running out of ideas to write. But the blog serves like a diary to me. Though for a lot of times, I wasn't being transparent enough. There are people who knew me, and they do read this blog. Well, at least I think so. Thus, real names are forbidden in this area. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite was the new year's eve. I don't even feel like going out at all. Isn't it weird? After coming out of the office, I quickly turned on my laptop to approve 2 more visuals that's coming. Basically, this week, which was supposed to be a light &amp;amp; easy week, is actually a killer. I was supposed to be on leave last Tuesday but have to rush to the office from Taiping because of that stupid changes on the collaterals. Uncle sometimes does not have the sense of humanity. Bosses are always like that especially if you are one of the big shots in the company. He asked us to do changes on the visuals but it takes time because my collaterals require translation...which needs at least 1 day to get back to us. Hahah... some of you might be wondering what the hell am I talking about... just ignore it. Any ramblings about work is nothing fun. Except the makan2 part. Hahahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my new year pleasantly. A couple of closed friends gathered at the DJ's apartment. We could watch fireworks from his apartment. The view was narrow, as the layout of the apartment was quite unique. But it was enough to make about 15 of us happy, and enjoying the moment. I was quiet last night. Perhaps because I was too tired working my ass off the whole day. Perhaps I don't like 2008. Perhaps I am scared of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see the memories of 2008 during the fireworks display. For real. I am not taking any pills ya, FYI, still sober as a decent 10 year old kid. It sort of reminiscing the scenes from 2008. The faces of those people pop up in the bright sky. Accompanied by the sound of guruh from the fireworks. And still, I was very quiet when all of us went into the house. I seem to care less about people around me. Can't be bothered to mingle or trying too hard to be the party pooper. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes....it's time to settle down. One of my new year's resolution is to go out less often. I want to stay at home and read books. Or watch serial drama. My bestfriend just gave me the link for a Japanese drama - 1 Litre of Tears. And I am currently watching it. What a way to start my new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am retiring. Feeling too old to fancy socializing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.. My laundry is done. Nak pegi sidai baju jap. And later sambung tgk citer Jepun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4887058355764149831?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4887058355764149831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4887058355764149831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4887058355764149831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4887058355764149831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-not-supposed-to-update-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-1618104273043031952</id><published>2008-12-31T15:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:36:46.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2008 went by so fast. I can't seem to remember every single thing that I did. Everything comes in bits &amp;amp; pieces. When you put them together, it create an interesting story with loads of eventful dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;I will be a quarter of a century. When I was in high school, I never thought that I would ever reach this age. The road seems so far back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 years old. Damn! This is a big number for me. I want to be a wiser person, someone who thinks before she speaks. I always admire people who knows all the facts. Person who are able to remember the figures and accurate data. My short term memory loss disease are getting worst. I am deteriorating from this illness. It's affecting my life and nearly killed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story. I was driving back from Taiping all by myself and stopped by at Tapah to fill in the tank. Right after that I drove out of the Tapah RnR. Unfortunately, the accelarator denied to accelerate. The max that I can go was 60 kmph. A bit scared, I turned off the engine at the emergency lane. Checked the engine. Bau hangit. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati dah pk macam-macam... "Mati la aku!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked to the left hand side of the car. Still panicked. But the 10 minutes shocked turned into stupidity when I discovered that the gas tank wasn't closed at all! Luckily the cover was still on my MyVi's roof. That's why I said my disease is getting worse. If not for the stupid incident, I would have reached office 10 minutes earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are getting heavier &amp;amp; heavier.&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys!&lt;br /&gt;Have a jolly &amp;amp; blessed 2009!!! ( How irony is that??? Hahha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-1618104273043031952?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/1618104273043031952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=1618104273043031952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1618104273043031952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1618104273043031952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-went-by-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5914569776389626639</id><published>2008-12-29T23:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:23:28.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so I am in the office now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 AM     Just woke up. Still in Taiping.&lt;br /&gt;8:30 AM     I was at the Changkat Jering toll plaza.&lt;br /&gt;9:00 AM     Tersalah masuk exit Ipoh&lt;br /&gt;10-ish AM  At Tapah, isi minyak. Then, my car didn't want to accelerate. Stopped at the highway to discover that I didn't close the tank.&lt;br /&gt;11:00 AM   Already in KL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5914569776389626639?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5914569776389626639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5914569776389626639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5914569776389626639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5914569776389626639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-so-i-am-in-office-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3803176161954078197</id><published>2008-12-26T02:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:33:19.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I spent too much on shopping nowadays. Just got back from ZARA with a handful of new pants &amp;amp; shirt for next week. The excuse to buy this time is because I won't have anything to wear on a normal Friday. Hahhaha.. such a lame excuse! I bought myself a new skinny jeans which I have been craving for so long... I always love black but this time, the grey seems more outstanding. Maybe it's because of the material. It feels so soft that you would want to sleep in it. Lucky I was still being rationale, if not, I would just take the 2 jeans to the counter. Haha... well, 2 jeans is normal... rite? Hahaha... Damn I am a shopaholic!!!! No wonder I could not save much these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I wanted to talk about "hantaran kahwin". Nearly forgot about that after my shopping trip at KLCC few minutes ago. So.. about the hantaran kahwin, I was facebooking and saw pictures of my friend's wedding. There were tons of beautiful pictures of the wedding; of which some showed the hantarans. There were makeups, ring, necklace, tepak sirih, dowry, perfumes and what caught my attention was the camera &amp;amp; the phone. Pink color. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a norm for Malays to have elaborate hantaran. Some of them tanak kalah dgn pihak lagi satu, so they would give more. Hmmm... aku malas nak komen yang part tu. But anyway, I think I would want something different for my hantaran. Errr... I don't even know if I ever get married or who would be my husband but oh, it's always good to day dream about your wedding, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's my list that I could think of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Car key&lt;br /&gt;2. House key&lt;br /&gt;3. New Phone (if I still don't have one)&lt;br /&gt;4. An iPod&lt;br /&gt;5. The normal things would still be there - makeups, jewelleries, dowry&lt;br /&gt;6. Airline tickets for our honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;7. Love letter from him (not the biskut rokok from Julie's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoi... gile jugak... hahah... All of the above are merely my imagination. I wonder if this would really get through, ape la yang aku nak balas eh? Aduuuu.... mati jugak. So boys and girls, let's keep our wedding to be simple ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau boleh, aku tanak pun sume2 ni. Aku nak kawen koboi aje. Tak payah banyak guna duit. Simpan duit untuk jalan2 dan beli rumah. Lagi laaa bagus kan cam gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all,&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays and hope 2009 will bring you all the joy in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Wan Zeti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3803176161954078197?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3803176161954078197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3803176161954078197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3803176161954078197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3803176161954078197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think-i-spent-too-much-on-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-2445750726150650650</id><published>2008-11-24T06:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:00:06.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly it feels too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to breathe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow it keeps me alive &amp;amp; kicking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-2445750726150650650?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/2445750726150650650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=2445750726150650650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2445750726150650650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2445750726150650650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/11/suddenly-it-feels-too-fast-i-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7464693872435243403</id><published>2008-11-21T06:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T06:11:00.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running nose.... fever.... coughing.... and everything of the same sort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu badan pun sengal2.. adei.. benci betul. Tak suke. But ppl said if you are sick, means that the God loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I slept this morning after checking my emails from home. The doctor gave me a strong medication. It made me sleepy all the time. Tonight, we were supposed to go bowling but in the event that I am sick now, they'd just come and watch DVD at my place. We are going to order pizza again later for dinner. Last time, we went to Intan's house for gossiping session. Boy was there and he was the odd one. Dah la tinggi menggunung, sorang je jantan. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy is not around this week though. He's at Manjung for the Petronas Cup. Dgr citer kalah, tape nnt jap gik dgr citer from Bo betul ke tak Boy kalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went jogging before logging in to the internet. Didn't know that there is actually a park right opposite my apartment. A very small park but enough to make you sweat. I guess my mission from now on is to jog everyday at the part before going to work. That... of course needs some discipline within me. I have to sleep early at night so I can wake up early in the morning. Okay, tomorrow is the first test. It is going to be Saturday pulak tu... urghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to shower now. Busuk peluh berlari2 tadi. And have to clean up my room. Later they'll be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7464693872435243403?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7464693872435243403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7464693872435243403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7464693872435243403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7464693872435243403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-6217758604180535271</id><published>2008-11-10T06:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T06:17:56.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Penat la today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-6217758604180535271?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/6217758604180535271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=6217758604180535271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6217758604180535271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6217758604180535271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/11/penat-la-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-2830453530422145404</id><published>2008-10-28T04:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:40:55.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so the weekend goes by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was great. We went to Penang on Saturday and had lotsa fun. Makan2 nasi kandar sampai 3 kali, laksa 2 kali, pasembur &amp;amp; rojak lagi..sangat menggemukkan la tapinye sume2.. and then Batu Ferringhi was damn nice. The night market along the road was much nicer than before. They have loads of fake things there - handbags, shirts, wallets, DVD, etc etc. I didn't buy anything for myself except for a RM2 hoops earrings. I bought my fren the DVDs for "The Office-UK Version" and also Ultraman &amp;amp; BEN10 for Adrian. Haha.. I miss this kid so much. Last week, we met almost everyday so rindu-rinduan la kan skang nie.. Adrian yang ganas... anak sedaraku yang ganas tu... ish ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Taiping to KL, it took us 3 hours. Well... I lied. If we hadn't stop at Tapah for an hour, we would reach KL in 2 hours. Not bad for a MyVi. Tuan punya kereta pun gila... If only bapak knew about it kan.... huhu... not a lot of cars pun, so speeding je ikut suka. Just now I check online on the summons, so far I have only one which was way back in Melaka. Can't remember why was I speeding at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malasnye nak keje.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-2830453530422145404?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/2830453530422145404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=2830453530422145404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2830453530422145404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2830453530422145404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-so-weekend-goes-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-20464480698607883</id><published>2008-10-15T02:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:35:31.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="wikitable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;LIBRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attributes&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Likes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Fairness • Equality • Harmony &lt;sup id="cite_ref-elore_6-18" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Libra_%28astrology%29#cite_note-elore-6" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;• Beauty • Justice &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Cruelty • Offensive Behavior • Conflict and Discord • Vulgarity and Coarseness &lt;sup id="cite_ref-elore_6-24" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Libra_%28astrology%29#cite_note-elore-6" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; • Injustice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ideal careers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Artist • Entertainment • Design, especially fashion • Interior decorator • Lawyer • Administration &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/6394467-20464480698607883?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/20464480698607883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=20464480698607883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/20464480698607883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/20464480698607883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/10/attributes-likes-fairness-equality.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3539105482651432851</id><published>2008-10-13T05:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T05:31:31.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya Allah... malas sungguh nak keje nih.. ape nak jadi aku pun tatau.. Sejak2 cuti raya ni kan, makin malas aku ni nak keje. Once dah cuti panjang kan, sape nak keje balik.. Blur2 jap and then kena wat keje pulak. Skang ni, my boss plak cuti seminggu. Cess.... syiok betul. Kitorg take turn amek cuti, wife die baru bersalin, die dapat baby boy. So complete la one pair dah... ade ke die cakap his son's birdie is as huge as his...?? Adoi.. boss aku nie.... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak balik awal la petang ni. Nak gi tesco beli tikar buluh letak kat dalam bilik. Senang sikit nak sapu sampah. Smlm mencari kat Carrefour Wangsa Maju tapi tadek. Yang ada banyak baju kurung mentang2 nak raya kan. Hahha.. tak abes2. Tapi dapat beli penyapu lidi yang diidam-idamkan. Baru bole kuarkan rambut2 yang melekat dekat atas karpet buruk tu.... hahha.. imported from Taiping tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang cakap kalau malas, baik balik tido. Cuti kasik rejuvenate kan. Heheh.. aku jadik lagi malas ada la nie.... Cane nak wat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3539105482651432851?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3539105482651432851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3539105482651432851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3539105482651432851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3539105482651432851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/10/ya-allah.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-6670993160093407230</id><published>2008-10-13T02:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:48:08.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“Now what is the message there? The message is that  there are known "knowns." There are things we know that we know. There are known  unknowns. That is to say there are things that we now know we don't know. But  there are also unknown unknowns. There are things we don't know we don't know.  So when we do the best we can and we pull all this information together, and we  then say well that's basically what we see as the situation, that is really only  the known knowns and the known unknowns. And each year, we discover a few more  of those unknown unknowns.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Donald Rumsfeld, former US Secretary of  Defense-&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/6394467-6670993160093407230?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/6670993160093407230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=6670993160093407230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6670993160093407230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/6670993160093407230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-what-is-message-there-message-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-8331542708765158387</id><published>2008-10-09T21:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:42:46.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What is your current ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;    Viva la Vida - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your current wallpaper?&lt;br /&gt;    My nephew - Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you own a picture phone?&lt;br /&gt;   Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If so, what was the last picture you took?&lt;br /&gt;    My mom &amp;amp; my nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to your text message inbox and type the 10th message. from who?&lt;br /&gt;    Can't tell you... hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.How many contacts do you have on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;    Uncountable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Go to your missed calls. Who was the last call from?&lt;br /&gt;    Pian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was the last person you spoke to on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;    Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;    Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. At this very moment, how many bars do you have for your battery?&lt;br /&gt;    It's charging now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who's on your speed dial number 5?&lt;br /&gt;    Not using speed dial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have voicemail?&lt;br /&gt;    No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What does your voicemail message say to callers?&lt;br /&gt;    Don't have la.. if I do, it would say, "Don't bother to call me, I don't want to pick up your phone calls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.How many contacts that start with the letter D&lt;br /&gt;do you have?&lt;br /&gt;    21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who do you call the most(s)?&lt;br /&gt;    Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How many text messages do you get a month?&lt;br /&gt;    Abt 1000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Can you send pictures?&lt;br /&gt;    Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are the last 4 digits to your number?&lt;br /&gt;    0390&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Go to your message inbox, what does the 8th message say? from?&lt;br /&gt;    "I love you" - Brad Pitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What about the 15th?&lt;br /&gt;    "I love you" - Edward Norton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who's the last person that you called?&lt;br /&gt;    Ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Last person that texted you?&lt;br /&gt;     Nad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Last person you added to your contacts?&lt;br /&gt;     Christina Serendah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How many minutes are on your plan?&lt;br /&gt;     Free as long as I don't exceed RM350&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like your phone?&lt;br /&gt;     Yes, thin &amp;amp; sleek... just like the owner.... hahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-8331542708765158387?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/8331542708765158387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=8331542708765158387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8331542708765158387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/8331542708765158387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-7102310186323348049</id><published>2008-10-07T22:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:08:33.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whooaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-7102310186323348049?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/7102310186323348049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=7102310186323348049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7102310186323348049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/7102310186323348049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/10/whooaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5586889222791895321</id><published>2008-09-29T12:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:08:57.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Zahir Batin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikhlas dari,&lt;br /&gt;Wan Zeti Zarita&lt;br /&gt;Taiping, Perak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5586889222791895321?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5586889222791895321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5586889222791895321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5586889222791895321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5586889222791895321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya-maaf-zahir-batin.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3042886467312996815</id><published>2008-09-22T05:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T05:50:21.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;1] How old will you be in 3 years?&lt;/div&gt; 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--i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln36"&gt;[19] Have you ever moved?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln36');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln37"&gt;:: Yes&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln37');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "..."; 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Really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln39');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln40"&gt;[21] Doing anything interesting tomorrow?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln40');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln41"&gt;:: Might be going to Port Klang to meet Nepalese guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln41');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln42"&gt;[22] Do you wear the seatbelt in the car?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln42');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln43"&gt;:: Definitely NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln43');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln44"&gt;[23] Has anyone ever mistaken you for someone else?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln44');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln45"&gt;:: Yes, my brother... hahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln45');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln46"&gt;[24] Do you have any piercings? If so what?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln46');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln47"&gt;:: Yes, 3 on my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln47');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln48"&gt;[25] What's something you really want right now, be honest?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln48');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln49"&gt;:: To eat &amp;amp; shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln49');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln50"&gt;[26] Do you like to text or call more?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln50');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln51"&gt;:: Depends on who you intend to text or call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln51');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln52"&gt;[27] What is the last thing you spent money on?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln52');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln53"&gt;:: Kuih Raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln53');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln54"&gt;[28] Who were you last in a car with besides family?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln54');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln55"&gt;:: Nad &amp;amp; Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln55');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln56"&gt;[30] Where is the last person you kissed?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln56');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln57"&gt;:: Shah Alam - to the new addition in the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln57');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln58"&gt;[31] What do you look forward to in the next 3 months?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln58');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln59"&gt;:: Post Raya Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln59');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln60"&gt;[32] Scared to fall in love?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln60');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln61"&gt;:: Very&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/6394467-3042886467312996815?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3042886467312996815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3042886467312996815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3042886467312996815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3042886467312996815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-how-old-will-you-be-in-3-years-0-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5359242225069632503</id><published>2008-09-19T05:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:15:47.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly I feel so free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been given to agency and other ppl to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very happy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5359242225069632503?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5359242225069632503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5359242225069632503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5359242225069632503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5359242225069632503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/09/suddenly-i-feel-so-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-2002610101613062465</id><published>2008-09-18T05:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:07:54.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1:02 AM&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A tiny little body entered the new world with anxiety. Few seconds after that, the loud voice started to howl the night away. She relied to her mom in that 9 months for food and nutrition. And now she is sleeping in that small transparent basket like the one that you have seen on TV. Wrapped in pink blanket with eyes closed, she looks like she’s having all the fun in the world. Sleeping, well, of course!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wan Sara Sofea&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hmm… I wonder what to call her… Another baby is coming soon in December. This year alone, I am getting 2 new additions in the family. Wow, time flies so fast! And Kak Pina is planning to get married soon. And I will be an aunt with countless nieces &amp;amp; nephews. Meaning that my pocket will be torn apart during Hari Raya. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And myself? Don’t know when am I getting married and who will be the one. Damn! Am turning 24 this year and still don’t know what’s going to happen in the future. Everyone around me is tying the knot. Happy for them! But at the same time, it gives me the pressure jugak la. Hahaha…. Okay, let’s talk about some happy stuffs rather than the heart breaking stories…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So last week, I had 2 buffet sessions. The first one was at Le Meridien in KL Sentral and the second one was at Pyramid Tower Hotel. And then earlier this week, at Kuala Lumpur Convention Center &amp;amp; Izzi Restaurant at Bukit Bintang.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Makan je keje… haishhh… bila nak kurus ni?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-2002610101613062465?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/2002610101613062465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=2002610101613062465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2002610101613062465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2002610101613062465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/09/102-am-tiny-little-body-entered-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4180748372931533886</id><published>2008-09-04T04:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T04:21:52.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dying........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4180748372931533886?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4180748372931533886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4180748372931533886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4180748372931533886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4180748372931533886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/09/dying.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-5172982517536729237</id><published>2008-09-03T00:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:58:06.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And so I didn't go to the Avril's concert….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;My parents were in town. Thot of taking them out to KL, see the night life, treat them for a lush dinner. Let them stay at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Concorde&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Hotel&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;KL&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hmmm… everything pun tak jalan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Cet…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So I gave the room to my beloved. Few friends came over and we played stupid games. Damn syiok. Jasmine and I went out to buy some food while &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mich&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt; was in the shower. The fried rice was damn tasty. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And later, Jas’s friend came and brought maggi goreng pulak… Uishh.. we were very full that night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Reference Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The pictures are in my facebook. Go see them if you want. See how crazy and stupid we were.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-5172982517536729237?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/5172982517536729237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=5172982517536729237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5172982517536729237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/5172982517536729237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-so-i-didnt-go-to-avrils-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-2411829610930564626</id><published>2008-08-27T14:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:13:54.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’m on half day AM tomorrow. Boss asked me to take full day, but I can’t because the meeting with agency on the Nepalese football plus movie screening is at 6pm. I have to be there. And the events team will not be around. I will have to gather the necessary information tomorrow in order for me to brief them later on. And need to chase the new agency on my festive promo visuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply can’t understand why the top management decided to use the new agency for all BTLs. I don’t like them. They are slow. Okay, I am slow too but I mean, come on, if you want this job then you have to meet all deadlines, correct? If not, then let us use the current agency. They understand our needs and super-extreme ad-hoc requirements. Plus, I have worked with them few times and we know each other quite well. They understand the stupid brief that I wrote. Now, &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is very important. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new visuals for all our ads seem so dull. White background? Urgh… Let me ask you. Have you ever seen billboards with white background? Have you? Name me one. White doesn’t attract people’s attention. It will be drowned between thousands other billboards. But then again, creative work is subjective. Different people have different opinion. How can you tell which one really capture the targeted group? It all depends on how you interpret the creative work. Not everyone will like your idea. The macai like you usually won’t win. That’s when being receptive is seen as the best action, no matter how denial you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Avril is coming to town. Don’t really like her but oh, what the heck. I got free tics so let’s just go. Didn’t intend to watch her live as I’ve seen her performed way back in the States. And she was good but the fact that a lot of high-school-kids-avril-wanna-be were everywhere, it just turned me off. You know, just like when you feel turned off when your other half is talking about his friends all the time while you can only think of him naked. Such a turn off! And when you are about to kiss someone, he/she didn’t want to kiss you back. Oouchh… how embarrassing would that be? Plus, if you have lighter skin color, your cheek will definitely be damn red. And the other person would notice. Lagi la malu kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don’t cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Fergie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big guys? Ceh… sume same je…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-2411829610930564626?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/2411829610930564626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=2411829610930564626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2411829610930564626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2411829610930564626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-on-half-day-am-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3928381346139147513</id><published>2008-08-16T00:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:49:29.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday morning yang mundane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which I haven’t had for the longest time. In fact, this is the only period that I can relax at home, in my room, on my bed, thinking of whether to sleep… or not to sleep. Once I am asleep, I might not wake up until night time. Thus, I struggled to get my laptop underneath my bed just now. I just remembered that I promised my boss &amp;amp; the lady boss to send the brief yesterday once she checked my work. But by the time I arrived home, the Maxis world demolished. It’s too tiring to think about Hotlink aka Maxis once at home. That’s what I usually did anyway, never turn on the PC when at home. It’s going to be a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am. Lying down on my bed with this laptop turned on. I checked on the revised brief. She almost changed the whole damn thing. Maybe my wordings are not as clear as she wants it to be. Well, it will never be I supposed. The idea was there but somehow she changed the sentence to make it sound better. Perhaps I just put everything in point form in the future because everything will be changed anyhow… *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent the brief to agency few minutes ago. I am sure the lioness will scream again when she reads it. Hahaha…. It has come to a point where I feel like I want to slap her… the words that she used, the looks that she gave makes you feel intimidated. As if the only person that understand Hotlink is her. She might just come up with her own company then. I wonder who will work for her… Hmmm….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish… jahat nye pulak mulut ini. Mama in Indonesia now. Probably busy looking for baju kerrawang for her daughter. I want pink kebaya this year but I doubt it’d be ready on time. Lucky I have my baju kurung, the one that I bought in Terengganu last year. The design was cool, black &amp;amp; white batik motif. And I asked Kim the tailor to sew some modern kerawang to follow the motif. Don’t want to look like an old lady, do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about baju raya brings the raya mood in me. I was doing the brief on Raya/Ramadhan promo anyway. Yes, Ramadhan is coming in 3 weeks and I feel like I am full of sin. Damn. I wonder if my good deeds are going to be counted with this kind of attitude. Raya would be a relaxing and a quiet one. No one is coming back home except myself. Only me, daddy and mama at home. Abang Akie would most probably be in KL with his new kid. Kak Sheila’s labour date would be on 23rd September, exactly a week before raya. Tak larat la kan nak balik and layan relatives time dalam pantang. And they decided to stay put in KL. It’s going to be a quiet raya. I said it twice now. The Malays say if you say things repeatedly 44 times, then it’s going to become true. 42 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered kuih raya already from my colleague. Don’t really like the taste but just want to feel the raya mood. Most of kuih raya nowadays feels too floury. They mix more flour than butter/sugar/egg. Flour is cheaper ma… that’s why it doesn’t taste as good as it should be. But my famous amos chocolate chip would definitely be delicious and tasty. It’s finger lickin’ good! Cuti nanti baru nak buat kat Taiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk a lot lately kan? Syiok pulak tulis blog after a while. At least I can pour my heart in here, though I can’t be too transparent can I? J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penah dengar ni tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Eh jom naik lif”&lt;br /&gt;“Tapi kite nak g basement”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi orang still cakap &lt;em&gt;naik&lt;/em&gt; lif kan. Lawak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my laundry is still spinning. Better for me to take my shower first before meeting Andrew. My newly printed buntings are with him and need to use them for this week’s Indo embassy event. Phewww..!!! this week is a fucking nightmare because all events are running at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Saturday morning &lt;em&gt;(read:now)&lt;/em&gt; is the only time I can get my rest.&lt;br /&gt;It’s work again once I step out of the house kejap gik.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3928381346139147513?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3928381346139147513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3928381346139147513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3928381346139147513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3928381346139147513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturday-morning-yang-mundane-which-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-2316155852145723879</id><published>2008-08-11T01:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:40:52.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malasnye nak keje...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-2316155852145723879?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/2316155852145723879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=2316155852145723879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2316155852145723879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2316155852145723879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3764298013507970418</id><published>2008-08-08T00:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:24:00.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Balik kampunggggg.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo ooooo ooo balik kampung.......&lt;br /&gt;Wooo ooooo ooo balik kampung.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati rianggggggg......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3764298013507970418?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3764298013507970418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3764298013507970418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3764298013507970418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3764298013507970418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/08/balik-kampunggggg.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-848854135774830972</id><published>2008-08-07T08:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:58:48.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still at work.... 08:28 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-848854135774830972?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/848854135774830972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=848854135774830972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/848854135774830972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/848854135774830972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/08/still-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4282020910406895544</id><published>2008-08-03T22:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:35:36.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been soooooo fucking long since I last wrote something here. Yeah, been too busy with my work, with my friends, with my family, with my life. Catching up with friends has always been a good thing for me. I love it. It's great to know what they have been doing while I am away from their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met few friends that are flying off eventually... They are going to start a new journey once they board the plane. For sure I am going to miss them so much. Been bitching about a lot of stuffs with them. And not to forget they do adviced me to take care of myself.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*wink*wink*&lt;/span&gt; ala.. nanti mesti rindu kan... I never see myself studying again, doing my Master I mean. It's soooo not me. I hate engineering but I'm glad I survived my 4 years in the States. My other friend who is working overseas pulak is really a naughty one... hehe.. I am going to miss my gossip buddy very much. Those happy hours in Chillies were indeed very fabulous! Pretending to go back early for some emergency cases but luckily didn't get busted from my boss!!! Hahahhaa..... aish, I don't knoe who am I going with to Chillies again after this.... Am totally gonna miss you buddy. It's funny how we met again, don't you think? Very random situation, very random location. But I'm glad our path crossed. I'll visit you if I were in London again... just like the good 'ol times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks have been a haphazard. Sekejap busy but lepas tu relaxing. Last week, I went to Kuching with my parents... it was a bliss.. Having to sleep on the comfy bed most of the times makes me feel soooooo happy. I don't usually get a good complete sleep at home. At first, yes, I admit that I feel so lazy to go to Kuching because a lot of work needs to be done. But work never gonna stop, ain't it? So yeah, fuck it la... I am going! And spend few hundred bucks jugak la don't know what did I buy la kan... bende2 merepek je selalunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, gambir Sarawak... hahhaha... you can find a lot of them there. Jual tepi jalan cam goreng pisang panas pulak aku rasa. I was very curious so yes, I bought one. Don't know when to use it la kan... but anyone who wants it, let me know. I can give you some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*wink*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I've been a budak baik these few weeks. I can't believe it. Maybe because the feeling of getting older is finally there. I did went out with good 'ol friends on Friday and chill. Just lepak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(read:not at clubs ya!)&lt;/span&gt; and had fun talking. Then went back and sleep. Saturday, went out to see my best friend and we hung out... it felt great because it was a relaxing day.. nothing to rush for. Makan makan makan.... hehhe.... da gemok da aku ni wey... ahhaah.... Tengok cerita and lepak je. So I didn't spend much pun as we didn't go shopping. Good. I am already broke now. As always kan...... That night, slept early, wahhhh.... was it me? hehehe... Pencen sudah. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: was at Restoran TAR at 12noon and worked my ass off till about 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no life, even have to work on weekends. Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4282020910406895544?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4282020910406895544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4282020910406895544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4282020910406895544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4282020910406895544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/08/morning-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-1044049101223228108</id><published>2008-02-02T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:30:16.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work.&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;Meet up.&lt;br /&gt;Drink.&lt;br /&gt;Obligation.&lt;br /&gt;Cash.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Food.&lt;br /&gt;Cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;Expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me.... how do I prioritize these shit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-1044049101223228108?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/1044049101223228108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=1044049101223228108&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1044049101223228108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1044049101223228108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-life-is-complicated.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-3077462060550903010</id><published>2007-09-03T13:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T14:11:28.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm dying to upload my photos here but just couldn't. The dial up was so slow take it took forever to upload even 1 picture. Can anyone teach me how to post pictures on my own blog, please? I'd very much appreciate your help. Or maybe we can go lunch sometimes? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule for this week is pretty much full even it's only Monday today. There is a small kenduri arwah cum kenduri sambut Ramadhan at Miann's place this Sunday. It's an annual event where all the relatives gathered and gossiping about each other, mainly about the next kenduri kawen for whoever's next in line. And the 'victim' will be smiling sheepishly when they talk about it. One of my closest cousins is getting married next year and everybody is talking about it. I'm wondering what it's gonna look like for it has been a long time since I last attend a kenduri kahwin. I mean a kenduri where I can be busybodyly decorating all the hantarans. The last one was Abg Akie's in 2004. He already has a cute little boy whom I never get tired of. Hmm... it should be a lot of fun next year then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to clean Miann's house tomorrow. Later in the evening, a date with my long lost friend. She's doing practical or elective or residency or whatever you called it, at Hospital Taiping.  Wednesday, need to help mama cook and need to look over my job details. Thursday-again cleaning Miann's house. Friday, relax? Saturday busy at the kenduri. Sunday-kenduri and off to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting pun.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is exhausting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means less sleeping for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-3077462060550903010?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/3077462060550903010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=3077462060550903010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3077462060550903010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/3077462060550903010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-dying-to-upload-my-photos-here-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-2718872980879989530</id><published>2007-08-30T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T05:18:14.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I'm updating my blog so often nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Boredom insists me to write.&lt;br /&gt;Boredom insists me to go somewhere but I hate to spend my money whilst there's no incoming allowance at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my room is finally clean and nice. I haven't simpan all my stuffs from the luggage even after 2 months being a loser. It's just too much to do. I'll be leaving for KL in 3 weeks anyway and I need my stuffs, mostly all of them. So, there's no point of putting all the clothes back in the closet. Bapak and mama just can't stand looking at my room. It's so messy, as always. Hehe.. laziness overcome my responsibility. The result: a messy room with clothes yg dicampak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Ucop called me in the morning. Today, Paan pulak called me. It was nice talking to them after some time. Lots of updates and gossips. I miss them so much. Merepek je diorang ni tau. Haih... School has started so they'd be busy in no time. My job starts next month and I'm gonna be busy as well. Adoi malasnye nk keje lagi. It's so nice lepak-ing at home doing nothing. If there's someone to talk to on the phone pun lagi best. So, when are you gonna call me people? My number is 019-5199984 . Feel free to ring me anytime okeh. I restricted myself to call only for a while because last month's bill was super high. Thanks to me! Bapak tak abes2 merungut. Adoi.. tak larat nak dgr. Ala..sekali sekala gayut kat fon ape salahnye kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Guardian 2 days ago. And I walked passed the hair color section. A box of Revlon hair color cost a fucking RM36.00. What the hell kan? Now tell me, whom should I blame? That stupid thing cost a fortune. At Walmart it is ony $2.70. That was like triple? quadruple? price of the real thing. They lied to the customer just because it's a Revlon, a well known brand in the market. Or because it is an imported item. Mahal cam sial. Barang2 lain pun lebey kurang je same mahal. Stupid assholes. Benci betul nak shopping kat Mesia ni tau. Barang mahal2 nak mampos. Aritu, a friend of mine complaint about buying a shaver. Barang2 harian lagila tak patut mahal2 cam gila babi. Bile nye nak tolong rakyat camtu? Asal gaji naik je, barang2 pun naik harga. At last, everything stay the same. Tak kesian ke kat kitorg yg idup cukup2 makan cenggini? Tak gitu Senah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...komplen komplen komplen.&lt;br /&gt;Tak abes2 nk komplen.&lt;br /&gt;(^____^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me one million and I promise I will shut the hell up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-2718872980879989530?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/2718872980879989530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=2718872980879989530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2718872980879989530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/2718872980879989530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-cant-believe-that-im-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-1916145972953842648</id><published>2007-08-28T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T12:59:20.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have my own reasons not to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnaroo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...sounds funny but Planet Roo has changed my hair color in just 4 days. Talk about going to the saloon huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair the night before graduation. Thanks to Paan, my loyal hairdresser, for helping me out. Though at first the color was like the ordinary mat-saleh-celup-punye-kaler, it changed drastically during the 4 days music festival. I didn't realize that it changed so much until I went to see Suzanne and Agnes for the last time. They said that they like my new hair and I was looking very stupid not knowing what the hell they were talking about. For as long as I can remember, I haven't cut my hair since Fatiha last cut it for me. And that was in 2006??? Hmmm? Weird. But obviously I just pretended that it really WAS beautiful. Hahaha... Not forgetting to thank them as well. Me being kembang as always kan.. heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I went back to my room and checked my so called new hairdo. Yeah, it wasn't the same color as before. It lightened up so much that some of it was turning blonde. Like Huda said, pigmen putih rambut dah nampak. Other areas has also lightened up and it looked different. Oh, I like it even more bebeh. Yeahhhh... hahha... now that's what you call natural bebeh...NATURAL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnaroo was responsible for my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting my hair would mean that I am eliminating Bonnaroo memories. And I don't want that to happen. Ever. The crazy experience was something you can't get elsewhere. It was meant to be the greatest adventure for human like us to explore. For those who never been to Bonnaroo, you won't understand unless you experience it yourself. And I wish I could do it one more time. In the future. Let's just hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stand having long hair for the rest of my life. I know I'd have to cut it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday...&lt;br /&gt;But not today...&lt;br /&gt;The color has darkened a bit after 2 months back home. Tabestnye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-1916145972953842648?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/1916145972953842648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=1916145972953842648&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1916145972953842648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1916145972953842648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-my-own-reasons-not-to-cut-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-1543271910577243296</id><published>2007-08-23T03:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T04:30:27.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eylo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet again. I miss you my dear Mr Blog.&lt;br /&gt;Muahhhh muahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Dial up is giving me headaches especially when I'm in Shah Alam. It just won't connect at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been exactly 2 months and 1 day since I'm back from Cleveland. Forget the ever painful flight delays that got us to Beijing. And the unhelpful and shameful service from Malaysia Airline. And the suckiest flight ever on China Airline, and the deep anger when the para pramugari woke us up for flight meals. It's all over now. Thank God we took Continental's blue blanket to cover up ourselves while sleeping at one corner of JFK's airport. Hey we did cross the North Pole you know... I bet that none of you readers have done that before.. hmmm..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the job hunting wasn't exciting at all. It requires me travelling back and forth between KL and Taiping. I hate Puduraya. Pudu area is very congested, carbon dioxide everywhere and loads of mat rempits and suspicious looking people. It's just annoying when people look at you macam nak makan orang. Eeeiii.... sex maniac!!! Bahaya betol la. But I always admire the KFC restaurant in front of Pudu. Nyamm nyammm... it's so delicious and inviting..... aaahhhhh.... I've been there twice..or thrice?? Can't remember. Ayam yang sodap menjilat jari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I missed the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Friends: esp Gombak, Paan, Manlok, Ucop, Jupp, Hudam, Hariz, Alpo&lt;br /&gt;- Hanging out with my friends and 'doing what we always do' (^________^)&lt;br /&gt;- My car&lt;br /&gt;- That red Tommy Hilfiger comforter. Aaa how come it's so expensive here ah????&lt;br /&gt;- Internet connection of course&lt;br /&gt;- DC++&lt;br /&gt;- Food Network Channel&lt;br /&gt;- Fully carpeted apartment&lt;br /&gt;- Melompat ketika gambar diambil&lt;br /&gt;- Victoria Secret, Marshall, TJMaxx&lt;br /&gt;- Freedommmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-1543271910577243296?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/1543271910577243296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=1543271910577243296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1543271910577243296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1543271910577243296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/08/eylo.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4882326431547890688</id><published>2007-07-05T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T14:38:31.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello... I'm back at home. Don't really like it since dial up is causing constant headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... sape2 ada lobang2 pekerjaan, sila la beritahu.. saye perlukan kerja sekarang ni.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4882326431547890688?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4882326431547890688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4882326431547890688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4882326431547890688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4882326431547890688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-1624463842686779739</id><published>2007-05-03T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T12:08:20.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good things are happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-1624463842686779739?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/1624463842686779739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=1624463842686779739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1624463842686779739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/1624463842686779739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-things-are-happening-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-4713505208962857637</id><published>2007-05-02T02:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T03:02:41.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPRINGFEST 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/7530/springfest07040kr4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 539px; height: 359px;" src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9486/springfest071dd3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babysitter in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihh.. rindu pulak kat diorg ni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-4713505208962857637?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/4713505208962857637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=4713505208962857637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4713505208962857637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/4713505208962857637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/05/image-hosted-by-imageshackus.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-117635694680163548</id><published>2007-04-12T01:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T13:46:45.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me tell you how men think. They think in an oval globe, kinda like an American football ball.But of course without that pointy ends. So, in the center, lies that one human, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;. His face is clueless. When &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt; thinks, he will include everyone around him and analyzed them one by one; specifically the way these people thought about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;. A lot of 'but-what-ifs-'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women only think in a smaller part of the globe. Only a tiny bit. Not even a quarter or a half. When women get excited over one thing, their excitement blinds them. Even if they have other important things to be taken care. They can't passed the border. Women can easily be obsessed over one thing. And when they see another chance coming their way soon, they'll be over excited and do not think of the consequences. Whether it's good or if it's just a trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say for example, picture this. At a shopping mall, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; were standing in a unisex clothes store. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man&lt;/span&gt; didn't spend hours at his side of the store. While &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; happily did it for several hours. Okay, I am exaggerating, minutes. And so, when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; picked up a shirt, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; for sure didn't think why she should buy it whilst she knew that there are still plenty of unused shirts at home. The excitement of having the shirt overcame &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woman's&lt;/span&gt; wise thinking. It blew her away with such a short and sweet, heavenly picture. On the other hand, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt; thought of the future, "but what about their kids at home?, but what if they'll be bankrupt the next day?, what if they have nothing to eat?, what if they can't play computer no more?, what if they'd be living in a car?, what if they have to be homeless in the future?". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man&lt;/span&gt; thought of all the consequences of having less money in the bank. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woman &lt;/span&gt;only thought of the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me people...................what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I am talking crap. Go hate me if you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-117635694680163548?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/117635694680163548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=117635694680163548&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117635694680163548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117635694680163548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/04/let-me-tell-you-how-men-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-117519856763950521</id><published>2007-03-29T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T17:06:41.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>US ni sgt besar, tahu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 541px; height: 411px;" src="http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/3142/750x750unitedstatesmur3.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tak tahu, meh nk tunjukkan map.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-117519856763950521?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/117519856763950521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=117519856763950521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117519856763950521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117519856763950521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/03/us-ni-sgt-besar-tahu-kalau-tak-tahu.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-117428006512469921</id><published>2007-03-19T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T01:55:44.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spring break is over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosannye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahhhhhh.... I'm gonna miss all the things that we've done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-117428006512469921?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/117428006512469921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=117428006512469921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117428006512469921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117428006512469921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-break-is-over-bosannye.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-117388165542068416</id><published>2007-03-14T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T11:37:10.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New edition to my shoes collection. It looks a little bit veteran-kind, don't you think? I don't care, if I want it, I'll buy it. God, it's gonna be hard for me to find comfy shoes back home because they don't carry my shoe size that much. Aarrgh!!! Yesss I have hugeeeeeeeeeeee feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 542px; height: 446px;" src="http://img329.imageshack.us/img329/5346/soppingmopping010dv5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a shopaholic!!! My credit card should be canceled so I will stop buying unnecessary stuff. I did buy loads of stupid stuff this few weeks. And I haven't used most of it yet. Talking about buying somemore gadgets and clothes eh? Takpe.... My federal tax return transaction has just been completed today and there's more money coming in tomorrow (gaji masuk 15hb). Yeayyyy!!!!! And JPA will send its last allowance to me at the end of April. There'll be no more free ride after that... sucky sucky life ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo... baru teringat. Professor Loparo came into my dream last night. He told me that I can't graduate this May and I have another 2 months to complete all the graduation requirement. Huishh... gila la... I nearly believed it! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 535px; height: 400px;" src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/9072/earlyspringbreak066ev3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hypnotized jetto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-117388165542068416?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/117388165542068416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=117388165542068416&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117388165542068416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117388165542068416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-edition-to-my-shoes-collection.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-117371004357877697</id><published>2007-03-12T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:34:03.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was browsing through the US map earlier today. It seems obvious now that I will leave this land of freedom.......soon.................... AAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas ni, kena pakai cash dah. Nk refund barang pun sangatlah leceh. Barang2 mahal sangat pulak tu. Pastu tak bole nk beli anything online. Oooo... I really need to stop cursing in Bahasa Malaysia out loud because ppl can understand me. The last time I went back to my kampung halaman, I was commenting on one pakcik, and he just stared at me. Hahah... guess it was because of my loud voice!!! Hehe.. sorry lah pakcik ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or... I can find a job here.&lt;br /&gt;Aduiii... tapi sangat malas nk mencari2....&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaa... ape2 lah labu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-117371004357877697?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/117371004357877697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=117371004357877697&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117371004357877697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117371004357877697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-was-browsing-through-us-map-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-117354948764459869</id><published>2007-03-10T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T13:06:52.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...Pics from last summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R I N D U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 487px; height: 363px;" src="http://img338.imageshack.us/img338/4306/pict7925mp8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was walking slowly up the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 491px; height: 366px;" src="http://img62.imageshack.us/img62/9690/pict7949fa8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sebalik lalang..&lt;br /&gt;kelihatan di dalam gambar ialah ibu saye kat belakang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 497px; height: 371px;" src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/6586/pict7993gk8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n him&lt;br /&gt;enjoying the scenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 502px; height: 374px;" src="http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/3574/pict8017qu9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-117354948764459869?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/117354948764459869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=117354948764459869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117354948764459869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117354948764459869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/03/image-hosted-by-imageshackus.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-117348174476121146</id><published>2007-03-09T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T18:17:00.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am fucking tired to clean up the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go awayyyyyyyyyyyy.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fuck off!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-117348174476121146?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/117348174476121146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=117348174476121146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117348174476121146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117348174476121146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-fucking-tired-to-clean-up-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-117245336401104067</id><published>2007-02-25T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:00:46.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Paan and me went shopping!!! Wooohoooooo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the mall &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;smiling ear to ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;...  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaa... puasnye hati dapat shopping!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 545px; height: 726px;" src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/445/forever21004fs3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught in action!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna get that lovely pair of sunglasses...&lt;br /&gt;...SOON...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 552px; height: 415px;" src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/9186/forever21006cr7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uuuiiiihhhh....... we got our hands full!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mestila pastu pulak try2 baju baru kan... =D&lt;br /&gt;aaaahhh... I find bliss in shopping... Now I know where all the money goes. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna post some more pics because I am too lazy to blog. Been too lazy doing anything lately.. blame it on the weather... it's been too cold, too snowy, too slippery, wet, freezing and everything synonymous to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 553px; height: 414px;" src="http://img339.imageshack.us/img339/1126/pict9145sz5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney on Ice at the Q.&lt;br /&gt;from left: Princess Jasmine and Prince Abu, Minnie and Mickey, Cinderella and her princess, Mulan and his sweetheart, Snow White and his prince, Sleeping Beauty and his prince, Beauty and the Beast. Others are dancers from Cinderella's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at the end where every hero and heroin came out and danced together. It was pretty nice because I felt like a little kid again. Hehehe... tingat zaman dolu2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 555px; height: 367px;" src="http://img506.imageshack.us/img506/884/dsc65761du0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The belated surprise party&lt;br /&gt;Tukang amek gambar = Encik Afif.&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak masuk gamba = Sedare Ucop yang gilo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Cik Farhan Nadia...&lt;br /&gt;Jom makan lychee jelly jom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 554px; height: 413px;" src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/7165/img0465hw8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the snowy weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaa..... happiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 557px; height: 369px;" src="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/1720/dsc6595li1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~just like a star~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-117245336401104067?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/117245336401104067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=117245336401104067&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117245336401104067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/117245336401104067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/02/yesterday-paan-and-me-went-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116918120481149669</id><published>2007-01-18T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:33:24.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pening &amp; Confused.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid &amp;amp; Exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Scared &amp; Clueless.&lt;br /&gt;Sad &amp;amp; Overwhelmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116918120481149669?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116918120481149669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116918120481149669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116918120481149669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116918120481149669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/01/pening-overwhelmed.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116864214968215179</id><published>2007-01-12T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T17:51:13.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Winter break will be over in 3 days. I hate to go to school just because I have to do all the homeworks and take the senior project for the second time. As mush as I hate it, I am pretty sure that I'll be missing every single thing once I'm done with school. I am being too sentimental now. Haha... Did I mention that I NEVER EVER thought about pursuing grad school??? So don't ever ask okay??? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate maggi mee last nite because I didn't feel like eating the chicken curry. The maggi mee was so delicious because I added tomatoes and mushrooms in it. Hahah.. probably because I was too hungry at that point that everything seems so good. You know... you always get that feeling when you are too hungry that even a slice of bread taste incredibly delicious, and that was exactly how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gombak and I are going to watch Disney On Ice show at the Q in less than 30 minutes. Yayy.... can't wait!!! I'm gonna go get ready.. calos people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'm bringing sexy back~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116864214968215179?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116864214968215179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116864214968215179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116864214968215179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116864214968215179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-break-will-be-over-in-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116801938130260154</id><published>2007-01-05T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T12:53:27.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New year celebration in Cleveland wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;It was the best new year ever, at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to be with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;people that you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;right time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;right place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hudam for coming to Cleveland! Miss you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skolah da nak stat next week... damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116801938130260154?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116801938130260154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116801938130260154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116801938130260154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116801938130260154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-celebration-in-cleveland.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116581186124806109</id><published>2006-12-10T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:37:41.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I badly need to do my homework and stop shopping online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaarggghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116581186124806109?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116581186124806109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116581186124806109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116581186124806109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116581186124806109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuck-i-badly-need-to-do-my-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116560033685696019</id><published>2006-12-08T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T20:08:09.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halloooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saye sangat busy la kamu-kamu. Bila tak busy pulak, lepak cam hape je. Haha.. bukannya tade bende pun nak buat, ade 4 report in total kene buat. Sume kena anta next week. Adeiihh... maleh nk pk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dah call mama, abg akie, kak pina sume. Kak Mira je tak call lagi. Tunggu hari Sabtu teruih la kan? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow da turun. I kinda like it actually. It's not that bad yet. Wait until it's February and I'll be sick. Considering it's my last winter here, I have to take all my chances and play with the white snow more often; though it is -6 degrees outside. Hahah... I want to go snowboarding. That's the one thing that I haven't done and I'm looking forward to get all the bruises. Kui kui kui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, here's the latest pic of me, Soul and Munsif. We just got back from the lab at around 4am. Euclid looked so empty, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 506px; height: 336px;" src="http://img118.imageshack.us/img118/6807/srprojeksnow032rh2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car looked new and shiny. Haha.... The snow was dry and it felt so good. Yayy to snow bebeh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 512px; height: 340px;" src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/6342/srprojeksnow039ux3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my carrrrrr..................... vroooommmm vrroooommmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saye sangat benci untuk memandu di dalam keadaan bersnow. Bukan sahaja jalan menjadi licin, malahan stereng kereta pun menjadi sejuk sehinggakan saya hendak memandu pun susah. Tapi saya tak suka duduk dalam bilik. Oleh itu, saya akan keluar bila saya rasa bosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, kepada Cik Fatiha yang jauh di Bangi. Saya pun ingin tujukan entry ini kepada dirimu juga sepertima Cik Fazlin menujukan entry nya kepada diri Cik Fatiha. Saya tak beli banyak barang pun tapi cukuplah buat masa ini. List2 barang saya (saya sgt malas utk mengambil gambar):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 3 Guess jeans&lt;br /&gt;2. 2 Guess tops&lt;br /&gt;3. 1 Coach handbag&lt;br /&gt;4. 2 Guess handbags&lt;br /&gt;5. 1 box of Pyrex 22 pieces with lids&lt;br /&gt;6. 1 set of Revere punye periuk2&lt;br /&gt;7. 1 Pyrex measurement cup&lt;br /&gt;8. Corelle set for 8 person&lt;br /&gt;9. 1 Adidas cap&lt;br /&gt;10. 1 Nike shoes&lt;br /&gt;11. 1 high heels tatau apa brand&lt;br /&gt;12. 1 lipstick, 1 lipbalm, 1 lipgloss - all from Sephora&lt;br /&gt;13. makeups from Tops belambak nak mampos.. hue hue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ni plak ade gamba2 yang diamek oleh Manloque time Black Friday. Memula nk amek design tu tapi design tu dulu dah kasik kat Mama so tak jadik. I took the new square set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 557px; height: 418px;" src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/4858/imgp5868ee9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muka-muka keletihan. We ate at Chilli's before continue shopping. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 560px; height: 421px;" src="http://img460.imageshack.us/img460/9098/imgp5888an2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, H&amp;M dah bukak kat Beachwood Mall. Yayy!!! Now, I don't have to drive all the way to Crocker Park just to go to H&amp;amp;M. Yayy again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo... I just discovered about Remote Desktop thingy. Ye ye.... saye sgt slow... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~And breatheeeee...... just breatheeeeee.....~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116560033685696019?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116560033685696019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116560033685696019&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116560033685696019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116560033685696019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/12/halloooooooooo-saye-sangat-busy-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116459163065794756</id><published>2006-11-26T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:40:30.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anticipation is frustrating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration is detrimental&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116459163065794756?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116459163065794756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116459163065794756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116459163065794756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116459163065794756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/11/anticipation-is-frustrating.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116399605091973587</id><published>2006-11-19T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:45:38.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am very exhausted this week, and yet I can't wake up at 12 because I'm so used to wake up at 930am. That's what happened to me this morning. Erk! I was thinking of getting up late since we arrived Cleveland around 1-2ish in the morning but then I just can't. Shit!!! And my whole body is still pretty exhausted from the hell week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had fun!!!! Especially yesterday. Man.... it was the game of the century. OSU vs Michigan... I admit not to know college football that much, but I know that OSU is the undefeated team in the entire world. Here are some pictures to get you a bit jealous... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 611px; height: 458px;" src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/9309/osuvsmichigan075ym5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing was that, everyone was going crazy that most of the fans jumped to the middle of the field and started digging the turf out. There were no securities at all. It seems like they let everyone do anything. And that's when most of them took some turf back home. Oh, including Stan. Heheh... I was going to... but eh? What am I going to do with the grass?? "It's the winning grass", they said. Hahahhaha..... Just look at the picture. Everyone was wearing Ohio State gear and those with blue and yellow gear were just lucky to get back to Michigan alive. The OSU fans were screaming and cursing at the Michigan-ers. And some even threw the beer right at their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 620px; height: 463px;" src="http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/6765/osuvsmichigan063jt7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... this is the picture I'm talking about. Look at the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 627px; height: 469px;" src="http://img247.imageshack.us/img247/3306/osuvsmichigan006dq3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buckeyes stadium. A view from my seat. For some reason, I'm glad I chose Columbus over Washington D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 624px; height: 466px;" src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/9572/buckeyes027vo4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how red the stadium was.......... Now, I am in love with Ohio. Mind you that I never like the state of Ohio before. But now I'm so happy that I got the chance to see the game with my own eyes. Thanks Stan for the ticket. And for the happy moment. And for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... Ohio is not that bad. We have OSU for a start, we have James with the Cavaliers, we used to have strong Indians but now they are so bad... and Browns were bad too... But, at least we have something, don't we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116399605091973587?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116399605091973587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116399605091973587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116399605091973587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116399605091973587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-very-exhausted-this-week-and-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116328599086109290</id><published>2006-11-11T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T18:02:21.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things I did in the past few weeks but too lazy to let you guys informed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Skydiving (best nak mampossssss). Paree kalau dirimu ada bersama, mesti lagi best!&lt;br /&gt;2. Hot Chip gig at Grog Shop. The crowd went wild. One of my ART classmate was there, and she's the craziest person ever!!! Now I think she's a bisexual. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;3. Broken Social Scene concert at House of Blues. 2 and 1/2 hour of live music.&lt;br /&gt;4. Dine in at the Fahrenheit restaurant in the West Side.&lt;br /&gt;5. Annual checkup with the Health Center (pretty scary!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Visited Edith at the Hospice Center 2 days before she died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116328599086109290?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116328599086109290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116328599086109290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116328599086109290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116328599086109290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/11/things-i-did-in-past-few-weeks-but-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116275723166649220</id><published>2006-11-05T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T15:16:10.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know... sometimes, you just feel like doing things......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read magazines on your bed,&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your favorite TV series for hours,&lt;br /&gt;eat ice cream and chocolates,&lt;br /&gt;shop till you have no money in your pocket,&lt;br /&gt;scream as loud as you can,&lt;br /&gt;walk in the park while watching little kids playing with the birds,&lt;br /&gt;make out in public,&lt;br /&gt;sleep for the whole weekend,&lt;br /&gt;becoming gay,&lt;br /&gt;get yourself a fat receipt from a high end restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;volunteer at the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;work out,&lt;br /&gt;buy flowers for yourself only to know it will die in a week,&lt;br /&gt;lock yourself in your room for days,&lt;br /&gt;eat the 30-minutes meal for a week,&lt;br /&gt;escape to Brazil,&lt;br /&gt;cry for no reason,&lt;br /&gt;go back to Shah Alam to see Adrian since I haven't seen him,&lt;br /&gt;buy sexy lingerie at some very expensive lingerie shop,&lt;br /&gt;becoming an actress in Hollywood,&lt;br /&gt;get someone to do your laundry,&lt;br /&gt;buy Jimmy Choo heels,&lt;br /&gt;get married to some Datuk,&lt;br /&gt;fly to Africa for a volunteer work,&lt;br /&gt;stop the stupid war,&lt;br /&gt;open an art shop,&lt;br /&gt;buy some cool clothes and give them to the poor,&lt;br /&gt;force the sun to shine in Cleveland every day, every month, every year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and much much more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Let's pray for Edith's healthiness~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116275723166649220?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116275723166649220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116275723166649220&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116275723166649220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116275723166649220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116175546400683671</id><published>2006-10-25T01:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T02:20:03.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eid Mubarak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya &amp; Maaf Zaher Baten&lt;br /&gt;ikhlas from Me@Cleveland, Ohio&lt;br /&gt;Muah muah muah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years, I sincerely think that this raya is one of the best (while in the States).  It was absolutely because of the holidays that we had. I thought it wouldn't turn out as good because we've been going to classes all these while during raya, and tup tup this time, it's school break. Geezzeee... what should I do??? Hmmmm.... Nevertheless, satu syawal was fun and it felt like raya, at least for me la kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Paan, Ucop, Afif &amp;amp; Gombak started cooking at suite 231 House 3 the night before raya. We began with Afif menebar roti canai. People came to break fast with roti canai and susu manis. There was air bandung cincau made by Gombak. Poor those who came early because kuah dal haven't arrived yet. Azad la ni, lambat betul. Hehehe.... So, susu pekat manis came to the rescue. Yeahhh!!! Few people actually tried to menebar roti canai but none of them survived except for Azad's. I thought mine was horrible, but Zul's and Ajim's roti canai were out of this world. Their roti canai were wayyyyyy out of the ordinary. All roti canai were gone as fast as lightning regardless the shapes, sizes or thickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued cooking all the other dishes and the suite was filled with an unpleasant smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Syawal&lt;br /&gt;We went for Eid prayers at 830am. The 3 of us got out of Uqbah after the first khutbah. Couldn't be bothered to listen to the second khutbah. Hehe... Yeah.. and it's potluck time! I couldn't eat that much because I have eaten the lemang and rendang before that. And we played treasure hunt. Hmmm... I never ever played treasure hunt on 1st Syawal ever ever ever in my whole life before. Anyway, it's pretty cool because my team won... Another yeayyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was snowing on Eid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 623px; height: 415px;" src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/5528/raya013wz1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not an exciting scenery for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to talk about raya in the first place. But I thought it would be nice to include a little bit of my raya celebration in the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a relaxing day for me. At last, I read the magazines from the library. Half of them. Been very fucking busy last two weeks. Right after midterm week was raya celebration. Cleaning day was Friday night. Laundry day was Sunday with 3 full load of clothes. And today is officially a relaxing day for me, myself and I. Even though I went to work this morning, it was worth it because I wasn't really doing anything anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get the pictures from last summer printed.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it should be since my freshmen year to my senior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means more money&lt;br /&gt;Or more email addresses for free prints.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyooo... malas nk bukak email2 baru la.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just pay for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People.... listen to Regina Spektor newest album.&lt;br /&gt;I love her.&lt;br /&gt;And I know you'll love her as well.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Selamat Ghaye &amp;amp; Maaf Zaher Baten~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116175546400683671?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116175546400683671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116175546400683671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116175546400683671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116175546400683671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/10/eid-mubarak-selamat-hari-raya-maaf.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116096662124276509</id><published>2006-10-15T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:43:41.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saya rasa saya perlu pergi membeli-belah di kompleks membeli-belah pada hujung minggu ini. Ini adalah kerana sistem pertahanan badan saya tidak berfungsi dengan baik. Oleh itu, antara ubat yang dapat membantu saya hanyalah baju-baju, kasut-kasut, makanan minuman, buku masakan, alat-alat solek dan juga macam-macam lagi. Walaupun saya telah memakan vitamin C yang dibeli di Tops, namun, saya masih berasa tidak sihat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, saya amat sibuk pada minggu ini. Ini terjadi kerana waktu ini adalah waktu pertengahan semster di mana minggu peperiksaan bermula. Antara lainnya, kerja-kerja sekolah yang memakan masa yang lama untuk membuat juga perlu dihantar kepada guru-guru yang mengajar. Walaupun saya telah menghabiskan masa yang lama untuk satu-satu matapelajaran, namun, saya masih tidak yakin dalam menyiapkan tugasan yang diberi itu. Oleh itu, marilah mengucapkan selamat berjaya kepada saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya juga ingin mengucapkan selamat berjaya kepada kawan-kawan yang berada di dalam situasi yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, terima kasih dan selamat berpuasa kepada semua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116096662124276509?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116096662124276509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116096662124276509&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116096662124276509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116096662124276509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/10/saya-rasa-saya-perlu-pergi-membeli.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-116086311759221804</id><published>2006-10-14T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T18:14:52.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I figured that I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;Spending my Friday night at the lab until 330am was not interesting at all. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;Working on your Interim Report on Saturday is not LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Preparing on your exam the whole week is not LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Going to the lab again on Saturday and Sunday night proves that you seriously don't have a LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me that I am taking one really interesting + cool + amazing + superb + awesome + adventurous class.. you guess it... yeah bebehhh.. it's the ART CLASS I'm talking about. For some reasons, I don't mind spending some money for my projects. In case you are wondering, I'm working on my third project right now. It's called bits &amp; pieces. Basically you have to make a quilt but really, it depends on your preferences. One young girl in my class cut her wedding gown and sew them all together. You might think she's crazy but when I asked her, she said that she didn't want to throw away her wedding dress in the next 20 years; like her mom did last week. Yeah, you won't fit in your wedding dress when you are 50 years old. Dah tua kerepot, nak pakai baju kawen gi mane tah.. ye dak? Her idea seems perfect, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm working on random pieces that were cut and sewn together. I wish it was something functional but it's not. I guess I'll just hang it on the wall for decoration someday. And my kids will praise me for all the hardwork. Of course this piece is taking forever but I love it. I can't wait to see the end result. Hopefully it will turn out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 515px; height: 384px;" src="http://img95.imageshack.us/img95/3973/pict8710wj6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture of the first stage of my piece. Yeah, I know you think it's a ridiculous idea. In addition, don't you think it's hideous? Hahahah... I don't care because my teacher LOVES it!!! That's the most important part. And I really enjoy doing it... it seems like I find bliss in doing it. I can spend hours cutting and sewing and cutting and sewing again and again and again. Mind you that I never use a sewing machine before. Pretty neat eh?? ehhehe... perasan *batuk2 sikit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and that's my big feet peeping out... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 522px; height: 663px;" src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/1219/pict8715pg9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. and here's the current progress. Notice that there are tone of colors from red to yellow. And the white thing is just the stabilizer. They will be connected together once everything has been sewn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la... I'm going to cook for bukak puasa now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~You're just to good to be true~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-116086311759221804?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/116086311759221804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=116086311759221804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116086311759221804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/116086311759221804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-figured-that-i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394467.post-115993096694156085</id><published>2006-10-03T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:07:26.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've formatted my computer and it's completely empty. Luckily, before my stupid computer broke down, I managed to copy everything on cds. Justtttttt before it broke down...hehe... And right after I turned it off, it won't let me do anything except for repeatingly asking me to press Ctrl + Alt + Del. Fuuhhhh... seb baik sempat simpan sume dalam cd kan.... lega!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dell sent me a new hard drive. Again! It's the second time I've received a new hard drive. Kinda frustrated with Dell but at the same time, I feel secure because I have 3 years warranty. Dell representatives were very kind and helpful. I called like 3 times last Saturday and Neil, the person whom I talked to, told me that I need a new hard drive. Yayy.. I just wish that they'd send me a new one when I called them the first time. Anyway, I am very happy now that everything is working really fine so far.. hopefully it'll last till next year. I have warranty until May 2007, so my sweet computer, if you want to fuck me, please do so by May next year okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've installed the hard drive last weekend but there was no sound at all; though I've tried to install the audio drivers from Dell website. Then earlier today, Gombak was scrutinizing my dear computer and tried his best while I was cooking. But nothing happened, as I expected, because I just hate this computer. Cam nak sepak buang dalam lombong. So, we tried again just now and surprisingly it worked!!!! Yayyy...Thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks again to Gombak for recommending me to Yahoo! Launch plug-in in Y! messenger. It's really cool. I might not need to download anything from now on. You guys should try it. It's on the new Y! messenger so you might want to upgrade. Then just install the plug-in and you can figure out the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 803px; height: 601px;" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/1229/pict7328ly3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken last summer during Stan's Polish-Malaysian bbq at Law School. We were the last 5 Malay girls remain on campus at that time. Now it's down to 3. Hmmm... awat tade budak2 baru masuk Case aa? Boring la JPA nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, since my computer is empty, there are no pictures and I don't look forward to put them back in the folders. Currently, there are only 2 folders of pictures and I don't have any idea how they were there in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeezzeeee.... I have to start carrying around my camera more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~London London Bridge wanna go down like...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394467-115993096694156085?l=jetto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/feeds/115993096694156085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394467&amp;postID=115993096694156085&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/115993096694156085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394467/posts/default/115993096694156085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jetto.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-formatted-my-computer-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Zeti Nathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02217558461321961907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
