<?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-6060753</id><updated>2012-01-20T10:13:17.375+08:00</updated><category term='my country'/><category term='survivor'/><category term='cat'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='dive'/><category term='personal'/><category term='book'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='leardership'/><category term='interest'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>contents : on curiosity</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;em&gt;fueled by enormous curiosity &amp;amp; need to see, feel &amp;amp; hear everything firsthand &amp;amp; close-up&lt;/em&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-5774455706081557276</id><published>2012-01-03T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:28:05.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>
From a Calvin and Hobbes collection by Bill Watterson. Here's to another great year, happy 2012 everyone!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/5774455706081557276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=5774455706081557276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5774455706081557276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5774455706081557276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BFjnkBedGrY/TwHYOso19cI/AAAAAAAAAgs/kRKtZQxqgr4/s72-c/photo-753337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-8372887503156311637</id><published>2011-11-26T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T01:20:16.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Us Against The World</title><summary type='text'>"Like a river to a raindrop, I lost a friendMy drunken as a Daniel in a lion's denAnd tonight I know it all has to begin againSo whatever you do, don't let go"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/8372887503156311637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=8372887503156311637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8372887503156311637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8372887503156311637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/11/us-against-world.html' title='Us Against The World'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/evClKrgtjTM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-5365305431232961650</id><published>2011-11-25T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T14:58:36.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a lovely Friday!</title><summary type='text'>﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ 

Have a lovely day!
﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/5365305431232961650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=5365305431232961650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5365305431232961650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5365305431232961650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/11/have-lovely-friday.html' title='Have a lovely Friday!'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhYIE-a5Bz8/Ts88Sb1HUXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5VFpk-TaaBk/s72-c/45b22ab2171d11e19896123138142014_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1747141748937735265</id><published>2011-11-23T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:12:37.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Push on through</title><summary type='text'>﻿﻿ 


Swimming through. Nusa Penida, Bali. September 2011
﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿"It's easy to give up, or start over, but it takes strength to push on through, and when you do, when you fight for it, when you pay attention, when you shut up and listen: you get to where you want to go, and you feel like a winner.﻿﻿ 

So when you're feeling frustrated, when you are about to give up, remember 'this too shall </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1747141748937735265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1747141748937735265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1747141748937735265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1747141748937735265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/11/push-on-through.html' title='Push on through'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-By6ZBIXsmgg/TsyKQPR3WgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/C7KOJuqlOGo/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6989432123014975185</id><published>2011-11-22T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:41:07.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF</title><summary type='text'>

from LoveQuotes
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6989432123014975185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6989432123014975185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6989432123014975185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6989432123014975185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/11/bff.html' title='BFF'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIdsxn2Hyk8/Tsr9Gs2u0hI/AAAAAAAAAc4/XpidMXR9Wak/s72-c/tumblr_luvhb4bf2Q1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4450413345620800</id><published>2011-10-02T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:02:43.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>My Days of Gratitude - Day 3</title><summary type='text'>

to get to hold hands

"You made me laugh, wiped my tears, hugged me tight, saved my life, watched me succeed, seen me failed, cheered me on, kept me going, put up with my mood swings, has said that everything will be alright when things get tough, kept me sane"

I am lucky, to be given the chance once again to love and be loved without intention, to care and be taken care off without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4450413345620800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4450413345620800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4450413345620800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4450413345620800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-days-of-gratitude-day-3.html' title='My Days of Gratitude - Day 3'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bp4fAMyqS4c/ToiKBDZ-RQI/AAAAAAAAAcg/bTnceJwGd3E/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1317099963668091634</id><published>2011-09-06T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T01:25:07.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>No second chance</title><summary type='text'>

A good read

"Abe recalled hearing medical examiners say a person who died lost twenty-one grams of weight - the measure of a human soul. He realized, though, holding his daughter in his arms, that the scale was all wrong. Loss should have been measured in leagues: the linear time line he would not spend with her as she lost her first tooth, lost her heart over a boy, lost the graduation cap </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1317099963668091634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1317099963668091634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1317099963668091634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1317099963668091634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-second-chance.html' title='No second chance'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saNqlepI31A/TmT_fO1muDI/AAAAAAAAAcc/kHQ_Jux-afU/s72-c/IMG_1821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6108189719634344574</id><published>2011-08-19T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:50:20.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Created and Creates</title><summary type='text'>Two months ago.. 

"Cam aku, I have faith. I'm like Professor X of X-men hehe. OK abaikan contoh di atas. Aku yakin je ada Tuhan and religion to me is a lifestyle, and logic, setakat mana yang aku buatlah. Yang tak logik, bodoh semua tu come from the followers. Aku just yakin there's a creator and I can speak directly to him (praying, etc) and that's it. Benda-benda lain tu, tah".
"In some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6108189719634344574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6108189719634344574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6108189719634344574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6108189719634344574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/08/created-and-creates.html' title='Created and Creates'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1191912744894638863</id><published>2011-08-19T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:57:59.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dive'/><title type='text'>Project AWARE: Dive Against Debris</title><summary type='text'> 																			 					  						 		 						 				 		 					 				 					Check this out! 


Joining an impromptu clean up by Spheredivers Lodge, Mabul, Sabah
DIVE AGAINST DEBRIS PROJECT
 
"Calling all dive geeks and ocean warriors: the ocean needs you (and your underwater data).
 							 								
 							 						 Since the first Project AWARE International Cleanup Day events in  1993, AWARE divers </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.projectaware.org/project/dive-against-debris' title='Project AWARE: Dive Against Debris'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1191912744894638863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1191912744894638863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1191912744894638863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1191912744894638863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/08/project-aware-dive-against-debris.html' title='Project AWARE: Dive Against Debris'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qm33wQAe9X4/Tk20GNWtQnI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QWzBmDGu-P8/s72-c/204619_168420866549779_100001456003832_416842_7040755_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1948549572580654608</id><published>2011-08-11T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:09:51.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning</title><summary type='text'>

Image: Incidental Comic
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1948549572580654608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1948549572580654608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1948549572580654608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1948549572580654608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/08/morning.html' title='Morning'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9FomfbJLwA/TkMrqMs3LvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/tw6V-f7tdC0/s72-c/morning-blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1388251184301071821</id><published>2011-07-28T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T12:50:38.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>To Love</title><summary type='text'>

from appleinmyheart
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1388251184301071821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1388251184301071821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1388251184301071821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1388251184301071821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-love.html' title='To Love'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KrQGJSGWspU/TjDpp67MJWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/1LXQWs4pofc/s72-c/tumblr_lnvd8610e21qezfsro1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-3298242158762861792</id><published>2011-07-14T05:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:19:50.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>My Days of Gratitude - Day 2</title><summary type='text'>

..to fall in love with scuba diving. Mabul May 2011


 Sipadan April 2011


 Mabul May 2011


 Perhentian June 2011
There's this sense of ultimate tranquility and freedom that can only be achieved by being underwater, while allowing yourself to be enveloped by an entirely different world of a liquid form, engulfing yourself in its abundance of habitats and inhabitants, seeing nothing you have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/3298242158762861792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=3298242158762861792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3298242158762861792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3298242158762861792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-days-of-gratitude-day-2.html' title='My Days of Gratitude - Day 2'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QkfUqIlfHc/TlWoaUSZJJI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Ur1xfrjKWnA/s72-c/229163_10150283857336959_763756958_9306137_409095_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-197277877966545972</id><published>2011-07-04T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:08:05.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interest'/><title type='text'>Would I</title><summary type='text'>

Parkour - Photo by Albert Gonzalez Farren

.. be able to do this in 3 months time? I don't think so... *intrigued

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/197277877966545972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=197277877966545972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/197277877966545972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/197277877966545972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/07/would-i.html' title='Would I'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/2865396399_5f090687c2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-9197395961963418661</id><published>2011-06-30T13:45:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T14:12:20.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>My Days of Gratitude - Day 1</title><summary type='text'>


to live another birthday 
                                  
June 27
The day I turned 28my life was moving at such ratethat makes me feel very much lightweight,with a hint of a clean slatewhen all storm is to abate.
The day I turned 28I started to count my absentee rate.In life in labor in my sparring mate.Now It’s time to circumnavigateto succumb and fully participate to always be au faitand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/9197395961963418661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=9197395961963418661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/9197395961963418661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/9197395961963418661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-days-of-gratitude-day-1.html' title='My Days of Gratitude - Day 1'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xV5IXEvRg5g/TgyHCAoedWI/AAAAAAAAAak/ktQuHDoAQAk/s72-c/IMG_0591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-8044736892340088476</id><published>2011-04-24T03:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:07:26.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Love My</title><summary type='text'>

Photo credit: Mike Joos Art

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Guitar + Cigarette: AWESOME
when loneliness / boredom / restlessness gets the best of you, when you don't feel like doing anything else
Mummy and Daddy loves Jane.Jane loves Mummy and Daddy.
Mummy and Daddy used to have dinner with Jane every night,and afterward Jane would go out and hang out with her friends.
Mummy and Daddy used to show Jane how much they loved her.She knew, and felt how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/5755589176027680943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=5755589176027680943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5755589176027680943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5755589176027680943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/04/asking-for-more.html' title='Asking for More'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWYbAev56f8/TbMDNfHRb0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jRYoqSzuZRQ/s72-c/lp1151-kurt-cobain-smoking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2222491205510000808</id><published>2011-04-19T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:09:10.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Happy Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>
from Ice Cream is Better with a Fork.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2222491205510000808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2222491205510000808&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2222491205510000808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2222491205510000808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-wednesday.html' title='Happy Wednesday'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dmf5t6CYLw4/Ta2Nvux0toI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/OMfusY_U994/s72-c/tumblr_lh2yxoIlsK1qb4nvco1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-925606450610448811</id><published>2011-04-17T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:07:04.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Better With You</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/925606450610448811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=925606450610448811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/925606450610448811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/925606450610448811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/04/better-with-you.html' title='Better With You'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8QH4NG864U/TaqwqcCzRnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/MtfTyqhGgA8/s72-c/tumblr_ljphawXUJM1qcjofpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-5883360186447577978</id><published>2011-04-16T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T20:05:22.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a Mark</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/5883360186447577978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=5883360186447577978&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5883360186447577978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5883360186447577978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/04/make-mark.html' title='Make a Mark'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrP1d1tJDPA/TamFzwbZPgI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uMVNAuoiFg8/s72-c/8160aca0b5767facc9d501ce13dccac47d1d4d08_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-3460470060470425171</id><published>2011-03-16T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T13:12:46.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><summary type='text'>Tagged by Ushna and Mama, it has been a while, should be fun :p. 
1. Do you sing in the shower?All the time!!! Alongside other things.. Sometimes I dance too
2. What song?This morning, it was Laskar Cinta, dengan penuh perasaan dan perasantan
3. Do you believe in love at first sight?
When it comes to love, whatever works for you baby 
4. What was the name of your first pet?
Tompok. I named my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/3460470060470425171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=3460470060470425171&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3460470060470425171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3460470060470425171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CvP5yUrOvI4/TYA_T7Vad0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/o7FGfPbQ4Ng/s72-c/crop106512639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-214876836922625920</id><published>2011-03-10T13:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:10:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ours, Yours and Mine</title><summary type='text'>Leaders are people's asset. They are "public properties", not just their wife's, family's and friends'. Just like celebrities, they know that there are a lot at stake by being one, like losing your privacy, your free time, and even the freedom to do whatever you like, wherever, whenever and which ever way you like it. It has its perks but not without hefty sacrifices; something not commonly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/214876836922625920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=214876836922625920&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/214876836922625920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/214876836922625920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/03/ours-yours-and-mine.html' title='Ours, Yours and Mine'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-IpBP1lxxW7E/TXhUx2wFdlI/AAAAAAAAAZk/o9KsAUJG5EI/s72-c/n763756958_2327168_3977514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6872728678670778333</id><published>2011-02-15T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:05:07.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor'/><title type='text'>Real Life Survivor</title><summary type='text'>Survivor Stand Up
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6872728678670778333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6872728678670778333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6872728678670778333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6872728678670778333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/02/real-life-survivor_15.html' title='Real Life Survivor'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jHSssa9cBQg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1540455081629094569</id><published>2011-02-09T11:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:05:59.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Tiru Meniru</title><summary type='text'>

My Three Months
"Manusia pinjam meminjam. Pakai memakai. Anak semua bangsa bercampur dan bergaul. Tidak ada sesiapa yang boleh mengakui bahawa ini hanya milik bangsa dan budaya mereka. Kita telah bercampur gaul. Kenal Mengenal. Tiru meniru. Ini hakikat dunia hari ini. Ini bukan cerita Ultraman" 
          Hishamuddin Rais  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1540455081629094569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1540455081629094569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1540455081629094569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1540455081629094569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/02/tiru-meniru.html' title='Tiru Meniru'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/TVIDS8vzbWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/vx0jaCU2BaE/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1186679467357233069</id><published>2011-01-20T04:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T04:02:45.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1186679467357233069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1186679467357233069&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1186679467357233069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1186679467357233069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-know.html' title='You Know'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/TTdDCLAmnfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ei3IIsAl9R4/s72-c/tumblr_l3isunrA9c1qzzcjio1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6479103207304699648</id><published>2010-11-17T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:06:38.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leardership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Captain Kirk</title><summary type='text'>Dear Boss,

Just thought of sharing, what we can all learn from watching Captain James T. Kirk running the Starship Enterprise in Star Trek

"If you've seen the TV show, you know that Kirk was not the smartest guy on the ship. Mr. Spock, his first officer, was the always-logical intellect on board. Dr. McCoy had all the medical knowledge available to mankind in the 2260s. Scotty was the chief </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6479103207304699648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6479103207304699648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6479103207304699648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6479103207304699648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/11/captain-kirk.html' title='Captain Kirk'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/TOO2X74hbOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/QrlvL32Jqp8/s72-c/star-trek-cast-kirk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-5115345154202654741</id><published>2010-11-06T21:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:52:16.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inept</title><summary type='text'>Quite a number of those dear to me are having emotional turmoil of late that it kind of brushed on me a little bit. I was mellowed to the point of I cringed whenever I feel happy. Change of hormone, quarter life syndrome, insecurity. Inadequacy.
We need to be reminded on how great life is indeed, that there are more to life that everything we are facing now, are just a small fraction of it. That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/5115345154202654741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=5115345154202654741&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5115345154202654741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5115345154202654741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/11/inept.html' title='inept'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/TNVSxzMeZ-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/fFAqYUEkCXY/s72-c/37585_1509120695188_1449465447_31315815_7818768_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6288151178282374686</id><published>2010-09-01T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T19:45:54.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>technology</title><summary type='text'>
How our life is being taken over by technology</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6288151178282374686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6288151178282374686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6288151178282374686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6288151178282374686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/09/technology.html' title='technology'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/TH4PebSSb3I/AAAAAAAAAYM/Sl57qDrTLNM/s72-c/DSC01347-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-8220474185965787155</id><published>2010-08-20T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T20:39:42.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu Post It</title><summary type='text'>Excerpts from my note pad, from my numerous business trips to Kota Kinabalu


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As we sat there behind the looking glass, we watched the unfolding of human drama - One big guy was trying to get lucky with one hot lady. The shortest guy in the room dancing his head off, totally wasted at the mercy of his gf's small frame. The band was playing Lady Gaga's song and everyone seemed to be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/8220474185965787155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=8220474185965787155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8220474185965787155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8220474185965787155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/08/kota-kinabalu-post-it.html' title='Kota Kinabalu Post It'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/TG433CibYOI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Ximcvg2lapc/s72-c/DSC01322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1845952434535737548</id><published>2010-08-20T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T20:38:15.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Be Alone</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1845952434535737548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1845952434535737548&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1845952434535737548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1845952434535737548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-to-be-alone.html' title='How To Be Alone'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6974430822400729690</id><published>2010-08-12T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T20:39:24.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty In The World</title><summary type='text'>Beautiful, beautiful song
"I know you’re fed upLike a lead up for usAll they talk about isWhat is going down?What’s been messed up for us?When I look around I see blue skiesI see butterflies for us
Stop and smell the flowersAnd lose it the sweet music and dance with meThere is beauty in the worldSo much beauty in the worldAlways beauty in the world
Shake your booty boys and girls for the beauty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6974430822400729690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6974430822400729690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6974430822400729690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6974430822400729690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/08/beauty-in-world.html' title='Beauty In The World'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1322078258252318673</id><published>2010-05-22T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T08:00:09.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Mak</title><summary type='text'>May 22. Happy Birthday Mak!!!!I love you!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1322078258252318673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1322078258252318673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1322078258252318673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1322078258252318673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/05/mak.html' title='Mak'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/S_YfL6afWlI/AAAAAAAAAXY/7Wammpk5VZc/s72-c/n763756958_2327107_7029301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-8933619704981426584</id><published>2010-05-04T11:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:39:11.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questioning</title><summary type='text'>sinking sand" I mean, kalau aku, kalau hati aku kata Yes, aku yakin je. Stress sume tolak tepi. Menda2 camni, melibatkan hati dan perasaan.. kau ikut instinct kau je"" Heh. Ikut hati mati. Zaman dulu maybe boleh pakai. Zaman sekarang semua orang dah pandai. Gaduh sikit, cabut. Bukannya kau depend on dia and dia depend dengan kau, masing-masing boleh hidup sendiri apa sebenarnya""Cabut tu patutnya</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/8933619704981426584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=8933619704981426584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8933619704981426584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8933619704981426584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/05/questioning.html' title='Questioning'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/S9-m0nnFVtI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EJxA75tOlLo/s72-c/greenbear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2979734508801716643</id><published>2010-04-30T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:04:41.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti Sakit</title><summary type='text'>Gambar Lama - Bermain Ice Cream Soda di Hari RayaHai. Saya adalah penghidap tonsillitis.Tonsilitis merupakan tanda awal bahawa saya akan deman pada jam atau hari  berikutnya.Berdasarkan pemahaman cetek saya dalam sistem imunisasi tubuh manusia dan hanya boleh diaplikasikan kepada sistem tubuh badan saya, tonsil saya merupakan mekanisma pertahanan (defense machanism) pertama badan saya dalam </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2979734508801716643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2979734508801716643&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2979734508801716643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2979734508801716643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/04/cuti-sakit_30.html' title='Cuti Sakit'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/S9pj0oiPCPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/qDJ8_4DANYQ/s72-c/2009_09_213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-9204626291989331702</id><published>2010-03-09T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:16:29.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500 Maut - Nigeria</title><summary type='text'>"Akhbar-akhbar melaporkan, penduduk Islam di kampung-kampung tersebut telah diberi amaran menerusi pesanan ringkas telefon dua hari sebelum serangan agar mereka boleh melarikan diri. Saksi kejadian pula berkata, mangsa yang kebanyakannya wanita dan kanak-kanak dalam serangan ganas sistematik selama tiga jam semalam itu ditangkap menggunakan perangkap haiwan dan pukat nelayan ketika mereka cuba </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/9204626291989331702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=9204626291989331702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/9204626291989331702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/9204626291989331702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/03/500-maut.html' title='500 Maut - Nigeria'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4414290399020881702</id><published>2010-01-22T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T12:52:58.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Me Not</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday's. Compiled.What or who do you miss most today?"Today? Shazu. Sbb die slalu send wekap sms hehe." - Pelakon Kanak-Kanak Hindustan."Aaaa apanamaaaaaaaaa. I just wanna go back home n watch smalam punye idol. So I miss american idol la kirenye ye dak.. ?" - Atuk."My sleep.. hahaha." - Beloved Jukebox."Shiro." Shiro who? "LOL perlu jawab jugak ke?" Sape shirooooooooo?!! "Someone dear to me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4414290399020881702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4414290399020881702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4414290399020881702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4414290399020881702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-me-not.html' title='Miss Me Not'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/S1kuSJKk4RI/AAAAAAAAAT8/pqnjUyt1mPA/s72-c/n763756958_953900_4799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2915028126635720494</id><published>2010-01-12T12:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T13:22:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adik dan Traffic Jam</title><summary type='text'>* Two early-twenties stuck in traffic around 4.00pm, car not moving, AT ALL. Passing by Istana Negara.."Kau pernah amek gambar dgn guard Istana Negara?""Tak penah. Dgn Buckingham Palace punye guard penah la.""Aku pun tak pernah.."* Parked the car 5 mins later and took the picture, back in car, stuck in stalled traffic still. Passing through Muzium Negara at 5km/hr, sigh."Aku tak pernah pegi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2915028126635720494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2915028126635720494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2915028126635720494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2915028126635720494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/01/adik-dan-traffic-jam.html' title='Adik dan Traffic Jam'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6389842770660380704</id><published>2010-01-08T12:52:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:25:40.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnecessary</title><summary type='text'>Lady Spotlight in PinkEvery year I'd come out with sort of a to-to-list. I am proud to say that I managed to realized nearly 80% on my 2009's list including doing the bungee jump, getting the speed lite for FRANCO and conquering Mt. Kinabalu by year end, a'lillah. As for resolution, eating more veggies? No. Healthy lifestyle - swim &amp; run every other day? No. Quran every day? No. To be continued </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6389842770660380704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6389842770660380704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6389842770660380704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6389842770660380704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2010/01/unnecessary.html' title='Unnecessary'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/S0bBb1gYxeI/AAAAAAAAATs/_CoWWnmAwWg/s72-c/19461_1281390349626_1076078680_30867176_4600875_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-3788219556375689765</id><published>2009-12-11T13:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:11:34.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>monkey business</title><summary type='text'>Aboo by SheezyArt 

Aboo is my favorite monkey. Aboo makes me smile when all else failed. Aboo is cute but handsome at the same time. Me loves Aboo, not Aladdin.

Dinner with friends from yesteryears last night, I pondered once again on how time flies, how most people changed, for the better. And how little I changed, for better or worse. Mid life crisis should be over by the age of 26, no? Mine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/3788219556375689765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=3788219556375689765&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3788219556375689765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3788219556375689765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/12/monkey-business.html' title='monkey business'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/SyHYTlzzjVI/AAAAAAAAATk/u_EdHuIb6Qk/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-7003414393538243420</id><published>2009-09-30T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:17:32.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft Approach</title><summary type='text'>“As an Islamist I cannot condone homosexuality, and I cannot render halal that which is seen as haram in Islam, anymore than I can declare alcohol to be halal. But this I can say: when confronted by things like this, we have two choices: the hard choice or the soft choice. We can take the hard line and say that homosexuals are wrong and they ought to be punished. Or we can take the soft line and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/7003414393538243420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=7003414393538243420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/7003414393538243420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/7003414393538243420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/09/soft-approach.html' title='Soft Approach'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-3570141834106270212</id><published>2009-09-24T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:16:42.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>While Watching The Naked Chef</title><summary type='text'>"There could never be enough money, enough attention or - most important- enough love, because he knew how quickly it could vanish.."  Charles R. Cross, on Kurt Cobain.To understand me, it to understand the above, ha!Grandma almost burned down the kitchen today. She forgot she was boiling a pot of water before she went out for lunch with Acu. She felt bad the whole day. Near-missed on the fifth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/3570141834106270212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=3570141834106270212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3570141834106270212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3570141834106270212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/09/while-watching-naked-chef.html' title='While Watching The Naked Chef'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-646309713036347855</id><published>2009-06-11T13:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:36:35.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggressors or Victims</title><summary type='text'>"And I think this raises the question of how do we deal with racism? Because if there's one thing that irritates me about the discussion of racism in Malaysia it's that one side is always seen as the aggressor, and one side is always cast as the victim. And if you are a hybrid like me, then you realise that all sides can be aggressors and all sides can be victims. So I was victimised by Malay [</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/646309713036347855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=646309713036347855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/646309713036347855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/646309713036347855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/06/aggressors-or-victims.html' title='Aggressors or Victims'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-393714299913506066</id><published>2009-06-08T12:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:57:39.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancit</title><summary type='text'>During a mamak session, Maintenance Engineer was telling Sloppy Engineer about this conversation she had with our friend the Project EngineerProject Engineer: My workload is too much. Too many projects but I am still underpaid, and broke. My HR sucks, bla bla bla (complaining about work)Maintenance Engineer: Hidup ini umpama roda. Now maybe you are at the bottom side of the wheel, be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/393714299913506066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=393714299913506066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/393714299913506066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/393714299913506066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/06/pancit.html' title='Pancit'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1146230793298526236</id><published>2009-06-02T12:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:36:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anak Pak Farid</title><summary type='text'>Date: YesterdayTime: Lunch hourVenue: Hospital Besar Tunku JaafarGoing on 26: Kenapa tangan tu..13-year-old: PatahGoing on 26: Camne boleh patah13-year-old: Jatuh dari Tingkat 1Going on 26: (Muka panik) CAMNE BOLEH JATUH!?! (keluar paper semalam ke? hmm)13-year-old: Sebab terjunGoing on 26: (Muka lebih panik + pelik) KENAPA TERJUN!?!13-year-old: :) (Senyuman manis) Sebab dah lambatGoing on 26: (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1146230793298526236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1146230793298526236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1146230793298526236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1146230793298526236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/06/anak-pak-farid.html' title='Anak Pak Farid'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2569015580706658828</id><published>2009-02-08T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:38:43.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 seconds</title><summary type='text'>Baaaah.. Tipu ni, I strongly believe that I have a rather good 'fingering' skill, thanks to hours of playing the Riftmaster ll game online</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2569015580706658828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2569015580706658828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2569015580706658828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2569015580706658828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/02/30-seconds.html' title='30 seconds'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4677957842251617701</id><published>2009-01-28T01:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:15:39.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ark on ground</title><summary type='text'>Morgan Freeman: How do we change the world? Evan Baxter: One single act of random kindness at a time. Morgan Freeman: [spoken while writing A-R-K on ground with a stick] One Act, of, Random, Kindness.Living on your own at your own place, I wish I am these three things:1. kick-ass guitarist2. super-good at slacklining3. smokerThe above-mentioned(s) adalah perkara-perkara yang boleh 'baik punyaaa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4677957842251617701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2418048637317723744</id><published>2009-01-24T18:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:58:37.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on my plate</title><summary type='text'>These were two days ago..LunchtimeSupperL.O.V.E.L.Y </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2418048637317723744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2418048637317723744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2418048637317723744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2418048637317723744'/><link 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would go walking'till the breaking of the day.The morning is for sleeping..Through the dark street they go searchingTo see God in their own waySave the night time for your weeping..Your weeping...God is in the houses and god is in my head,And all the cemeteries in LondonI see god come in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1463622586894331216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1463622586894331216&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1463622586894331216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1463622586894331216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-i-want-i-want.html' title='I want I want I want'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/SXXijEkZmcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ENxZHG3AQjY/s72-c/3173074828_df3010640b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2658284373397807006</id><published>2009-01-20T20:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:38:22.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holes in Pockets</title><summary type='text'>My all time most favorite song by The VerveCurrently ear-locked to: The Verve. Coldplay. The Killers. Oasis. Jason Mraz. Jack Johnson (old). Latest addition - SO7. Thank God for good music. Good music burn holes in pockets but grow and flourish happiness into souls . Note: Imported CDs are not cheap, period.Hello 2009! You've been nice so far. Nice is good but not good enough. Please do not stay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2658284373397807006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2658284373397807006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2658284373397807006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2658284373397807006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2009/01/holes-in-pockets.html' title='Holes in Pockets'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/SXXSy2rp3mI/AAAAAAAAAQM/i6kHyTaRjq0/s72-c/g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-3529603167722133421</id><published>2008-09-21T05:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:11:38.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>opocot</title><summary type='text'>Where was I?I forgot. To do. To write. To share. To stop. To keep in touch.My life's a humdrum no more. Changes were naturally repelled at first but eventually welcomed and adopted. Confusing yet interesting most of the time, half the time challenging. (Un)Fortunately, I seemed to be liking it, and enjoying it all together.I miss everyone. I am glad everyone seems to be doing great. Maturity has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/3529603167722133421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=3529603167722133421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3529603167722133421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3529603167722133421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/09/opocot.html' title='opocot'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/SNVzMMgyxTI/AAAAAAAAALI/GvF800Pza20/s72-c/amit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1365575085616310296</id><published>2008-05-21T22:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:20.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picturesque</title><summary type='text'>I found this footnote indicating the origin of my favorite 'life mantra', the Desiderata.Very good advice. True to the core."Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection."Last but not least, one good piece of news on my birthday-mate (different year of course), Raul Gonzalez Blancho.The Raul Gonzales.Sleep deprived, too lazy to write. What more to say, I am just a fan. Adios</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1365575085616310296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1365575085616310296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1365575085616310296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1365575085616310296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/05/picturesque.html' title='picturesque'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/SDQs-ZDVuXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/U4o4SCBOpS4/s72-c/desiderata1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4040910667881424449</id><published>2008-05-04T01:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:20.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>instant</title><summary type='text'>made in ThailandReckless minivan drivers, 'ralfting', Squareone, simba, not-so-spicy tom yam, bachelor party, topi carik makan, show girls - golf ball, a very long thread and fishes coming out from unlikely places, Patong Beach, overcoming the fear for stray dogs, not-so-skinny dipping, rashes from dirty swimming pool, lunch on Phi Phi, walked to the middle of a sea during low tide, Khai Beach, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4040910667881424449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4040910667881424449&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4040910667881424449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4040910667881424449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/05/instant.html' title='instant'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/SBygLePDZDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_dqrLezm9jQ/s72-c/IMG_1537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-3870692860488773763</id><published>2008-04-19T01:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:46:41.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindsided</title><summary type='text'>SURVIVOR Micronesia - Fans vs. Favorites. Bye bye Ozzy, dang.I hope Jason would win.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/3870692860488773763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=3870692860488773763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3870692860488773763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3870692860488773763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/04/blindsided.html' title='Blindsided'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1843622365435730835</id><published>2008-03-13T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:20.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alliance</title><summary type='text'>Di suatu malam di sebuah FeldaPetikan daripada Utusan Malaysia, 11th of  March 2008;[Ditanya adakah beliau masih sayangkan UMNO walaupun digantung keahlian seumur hidup, Ibrahim berkata: “Saya sayang semua, saya sayangkan agama, bangsa dan negara... jadi saya sayangkan parti yang sayang semua perkara ini.”Ahli Parlimen Pasir Mas, Datuk Ibrahim Ali.Bersandarkan pengalaman yang dilaluinya, beliau </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1843622365435730835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1843622365435730835&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1843622365435730835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1843622365435730835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/03/alliance.html' title='alliance'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R9bN0WCoFII/AAAAAAAAAKc/RFCkixo4ZDs/s72-c/umno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6305331492811761648</id><published>2008-03-02T01:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:20.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jan Tag</title><summary type='text'>Tagged by Fiezan the Kak Jan, so here goes;1. Name one person who made you laugh last night.Chris March of Project Runway 4. He made dresses out of real human hair!!! (episode 13).2. What were you doing at 0800?Still sleeping.3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?Watching Project Runway Season 4, episode 134. What happened to you in 2006?Have to check my journals. Quite an unproductive year I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6305331492811761648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6305331492811761648&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6305331492811761648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6305331492811761648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/03/jan-tag.html' title='Jan Tag'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R8mZ8ISlSII/AAAAAAAAAJw/lOfn8cyXSZ8/s72-c/l_836592357a7871438e35090d1bbd4a69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4786563664466279111</id><published>2008-02-28T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:34:07.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace</title><summary type='text'>"When people speak of great men, they think of men like Napoleon - men of violence. Rarely do they think of peaceful men. But contrast the reception they will receive when they return home from their battles.Napoleon will arrive in pomp and in power, a man who's achieved the very summit of earthly ambition. And yet his dreams will be haunted by the oppressions of war.William Wilberforce, however,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4786563664466279111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4786563664466279111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4786563664466279111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4786563664466279111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/02/peace.html' title='peace'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1616690000541007700</id><published>2008-02-27T18:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:22.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a time</title><summary type='text'>Sad lionBuddha was once incarnated into a Woodpecker. One day, he saw the Lion, on the verge of crying.Conversation"What's with the sad face?", asked the Woodpecker." I was having this deer for lunch, one of its bone got stuck in my throat", said the Lion, all teary eyed.Bone Riddance Procedure"Bad bad bone! Come, let me see if I could get it out for you"Bending down, the Woodpecker fashionably </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1616690000541007700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1616690000541007700&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1616690000541007700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1616690000541007700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/02/once-upon-time.html' title='once upon a time'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R7VvXJq7MbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/LAWKjeRZNxk/s72-c/IMG_7876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-5946406943864427392</id><published>2008-01-15T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:23.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being human</title><summary type='text'> It's fifteen days into the new year. Happy New Year everyone! Hope you didn't spend your New Year's eve in a traffic jam like me. Oh well, no harm done.I am officially a nomad. I want and I need to get a place of my own, for just me and my cats (and maybe a cat-sitter). Soon, I hope. A broke beginning due to year end sales all the way from north to down south, this new year holds a promising </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/5946406943864427392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=5946406943864427392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5946406943864427392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/5946406943864427392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-human.html' title='being human'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vFtqq5T8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/dpnJSNiiHLo/s72-c/IMG_6370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4414668304789662303</id><published>2007-11-09T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:23.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>preoccupied</title><summary type='text'> "P. Ramlee tidak mempunyai harta seperti rumah atau tanah yang setaraf dengan namanya yang besar, lebih -lebih lagi sekarang ini walaupun sudah bergelar Tan Sri. Tetapi saya bersyukur ke hadrat Ilahi, kerana sewaktu hidupnya, bapa saya tidak memikirkan apa yang akan jadi setelah dia tiada, ke mana hala tuju anak-anaknya, ini kerana dia adalah anak seni sejati yang memperhambakan diri kepada seni</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4414668304789662303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4414668304789662303&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4414668304789662303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4414668304789662303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/11/preoccupied.html' title='preoccupied'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RzYQu2iHQzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4pRBmT3QRTY/s72-c/1439006498_821d10ce81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4054747104446238513</id><published>2007-10-27T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:23.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goose pimples</title><summary type='text'> imperfection. lovely.Good morning.  First thing first, I just want to say that I hate getting "Because it's just wrong" or "God loathes it" to every questions asked. Especially if you were in the middle of a discussion to begin with. Especially even after sensing the dissension of the group in a whole, those exact statements are still being repeated over and over again by the same person who I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4054747104446238513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4054747104446238513&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4054747104446238513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4054747104446238513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/10/goose-pimples.html' title='goose pimples'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RyKR1QWWyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WsFk9lPDhaw/s72-c/IMG_5712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-787835263423318550</id><published>2007-09-24T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:23.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMS shoes</title><summary type='text'> Chief Shoe Giver at TOMS : Blake Mycoskie"Comfortable shoes with a passion. For every pair sold, a pair of shoes are given to a child with no shoes. They're getting ready to go on a 50,000 pair shoe drop in south Africa this November! Vote and support a great cause!""TOMS are great shoes with a very special cause... giving shoes to children in need. This is a trend to support!""The Cooper Hewitt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/787835263423318550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=787835263423318550&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/787835263423318550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/787835263423318550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/09/toms-shoes_24.html' title='TOMS shoes'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/Rva-QWG5OEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/miu_bpca8v8/s72-c/TimeMagazine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4623369582573427749</id><published>2007-09-01T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:24.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>august 25</title><summary type='text'> can you spot me? Last weekend I found my long lost love again. This 'old flame', caught me off guard, reminding me of how much in love I was and still am with it. One year, one freaking year of having to watch from the sidelines, only God knows how much I miss doing it. I was overwhelmed by the whole experience, devouring every minute with hunger and passion I've never known existed, feeling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4623369582573427749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4623369582573427749&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4623369582573427749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4623369582573427749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/09/august-25.html' title='august 25'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RthXMjyxm5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Qb2oyUbhxBM/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4001856756675282662</id><published>2007-08-30T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:24.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope for football</title><summary type='text'>Pesta Bola Merdeka Malaysia, fronted by our U-23 players, won against Myanmar 3-1, yebedabeduuuuuuu!!It was a much awaited victory, can't remember the last time we won against any international teams. It's funny how the juniors performed waaaaaaaay better than their seniors, physically and mentally. Baru la puas hati datang tengok, lari pun tak pancit."Hadiah ambang kemerdekaan" bak kata pengulas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4001856756675282662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4001856756675282662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4001856756675282662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4001856756675282662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/08/hope-for-football.html' title='hope for football'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RtXh_Dyxm4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/uM_tiWG0OxY/s72-c/IMG_4875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1495532909904037226</id><published>2007-08-27T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:24.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roadtrip</title><summary type='text'> jibeng's butterflies*this was looong overdue. august 20, 2007[KL 400km] yau : ok ok.. kalau korang ialah erm, an international male musician, korang rasa korang ialah siapa? aku brandon boyd, uhuuuuuuuu (sambil perasan diri tough dan macho). eh tak jadilah, die cam jamal abdilah. aku mick jagger la. kaya dan fit pakcik itu. second choice lead singer all american reject. damon albarn pun boleh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1495532909904037226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1495532909904037226&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1495532909904037226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1495532909904037226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/08/roadtrip_27.html' title='roadtrip'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RtLu5zyxm3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/NCrwyoCyEoo/s72-c/IMG_4503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2045550952574851601</id><published>2007-08-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:25.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken</title><summary type='text'>I'm loving my weekends.My weekends have been spent wisely, with those I cherished.Unlike my weekdays, nothing but boring stuff, shoving me into mind blowing restlessness, ending up sleeping my brains off from dawn to dusk until the break of dawn again.Have you cried out of boredom? That's how bored I was.I love spending time with my old friends, and my, how they have evolved.Sometimes its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2045550952574851601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2045550952574851601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2045550952574851601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2045550952574851601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/08/broken.html' title='broken'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RrdCBdrSxPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cwZMB1NnQZY/s72-c/1017843078_b25f673e6f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-8271783619712968421</id><published>2007-08-03T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T02:46:30.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diseased</title><summary type='text'>I remember one time Abah brought home a book on stem cell research. I doubt he'd ever read it though, it was a gift from someone or like always, he practically bought anything and everything being shoved upon him. Stem cell is a state of the art biotechnology aiming at finding the cure for several diseases especially the Parkinson's, Alzheimer's and diabetes.We often heard of the Parkinson's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/8271783619712968421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=8271783619712968421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8271783619712968421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8271783619712968421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/08/diseased.html' title='diseased'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-8078246454399697253</id><published>2007-07-26T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:25.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama</title><summary type='text'>Mr. &amp; Mrs. Fane Great dramas are lacking nowadays, in movies I mean.Finally, a 'drama' worth mentioning, not just because my favorite actor is in it.;THE PAINTED VEIL"Based on the novel by W. Somerset Maugham and set against the visually stunning backdrop of China during its most dramatic period of upheaval, The Painted Veil tells a unique story of an estranged husband and wife who find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/8078246454399697253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=8078246454399697253&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8078246454399697253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/8078246454399697253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/07/drama.html' title='drama'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RqiEMNrSxOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Kct1-24LKbI/s72-c/pv800c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2807438934761620052</id><published>2007-07-04T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:23:16.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charity meme</title><summary type='text'>"This is the rule.If you are tagged, you need to write an entry related to the meme. At the end of your entry you just need to tag as many person as you like. You will then leave a comment in their blog to let them know they have been tagged, and to include this message, "By doing this meme you are contributing rm127 to the Darul Izzah Orphanage".Once you've finished (and posted it in your blog),</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2807438934761620052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2807438934761620052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2807438934761620052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2807438934761620052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/07/charity-meme.html' title='charity meme'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6233834761673045071</id><published>2007-06-28T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:26.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another cat story</title><summary type='text'>smitten by the kittensSuch a great day to be shared with loved ones.  Great food, great company, great vibes everywhere.  It was sheer happiness, like dancing in the rain butt naked, or half naked, or just without a head cover that can be quite a burden while soaking wet.It's funny how people love and see things, how different yet similar everyone is in that matter. "Distance makes the heart </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6233834761673045071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6233834761673045071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6233834761673045071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6233834761673045071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-cat-story.html' title='another cat story'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RoKueX532GI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xUMoiW-qg80/s72-c/IMG_3363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-7330716864198885052</id><published>2007-06-22T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:26.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addition</title><summary type='text'>yesterdayJune 21, 2007, my muffin gave me five new kittens, yeay!The delivery was around 830-1130pm, while I was out having dinner.She knew I'd be panicking, so she decided to gave birth while I was out, or so I assumed.I didn't see blood, I didn't smell blood, I just found her sitting quietly inside the box, not expecting anything unusual until I saw two white heads sticking out underneath her. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/7330716864198885052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=7330716864198885052&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/7330716864198885052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/7330716864198885052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/06/addition.html' title='addition'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/Rnup8yfBqoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TEZRI78Khh4/s72-c/IMG_3156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6537110713611993811</id><published>2007-06-15T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T04:21:17.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pork</title><summary type='text'>A rather resourceful explanation on why we shouldn't eat pork, not just because it is haram. Courtesy of miss jibeng.My greatest thanks to Bobby Tan &amp; Najib Khan Surattee, as caring is sharing is caring. God bless.From: Surattee KhanSent: Friday, April 27, 2007 11:59 PMTo: Bobby TanCc: Ust Abu Zaki; Ust Mohd Ghouse Khan Surattee; Ustaz AnangHusaini Al Banjari; Ustaz Iskandar; Ustaz Jallaludin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6537110713611993811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6537110713611993811&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6537110713611993811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6537110713611993811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/06/pork.html' title='pork'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6924978667222299684</id><published>2007-06-13T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:29.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moblog</title><summary type='text'> Started out as a 'brotherly' weekends.Shopped-till-we-were-almost-broke.Youngest bro bought a new set of PC.Eldest bro bought toys...Brotherly turned into grandmotherly, and grandmotherly turned into fami-ly, the extended one.Had 'icing' fight, a bit of singing here and there, and a lot of catching up.One cousin just got married.Another cousin had just dumped her fiancee - good riddance.Then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6924978667222299684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6924978667222299684&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6924978667222299684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6924978667222299684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/06/moblog.html' title='moblog'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RnAhuifBqkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ardLuFOQtng/s72-c/Picture+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4407370591179670846</id><published>2007-05-31T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:29.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excerpts</title><summary type='text'>homeHow can you tell a happy person from a posse : "It was the eyes that gave him away : when he made that stupid joke about Martin, and expected us to laugh, the eyes were completely lost in the joke, and there was nothing else of them. They were just laughing eyes, not frightened eyes or troubled eyes - it was the eyes a baby has when you tickle it. I'd noticed that with the others that when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4407370591179670846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4407370591179670846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4407370591179670846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4407370591179670846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/05/excerpts.html' title='excerpts'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/Rl2kw6rYmMI/AAAAAAAAADE/IJitrJX_Ixs/s72-c/IMG_2443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4987183542433859108</id><published>2007-04-28T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:29.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>follow me</title><summary type='text'> mute geniusesThey say..Love is loving the way you get to be yourself around that other person.Love is when you like a person because of who he is inside (deeper, not just 'inside the pants'),not because of his accomplishments, of what he has.Love is when you want that person to be happy, even if by doing so, it's not keeping you happy.Love is when you hold back those foul words and manners </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4987183542433859108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4987183542433859108&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4987183542433859108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4987183542433859108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/04/follow-me.html' title='follow me'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RjJNsDAvIUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UGQGguuIMKo/s72-c/IMG_1444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-7989602643822737932</id><published>2007-03-27T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:30.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chewing the scenery</title><summary type='text'>Tol Mahal tapi Haprak - LDPCongestion. Compacted road.Scorching hot still,to the darker stage of twilight.NOKIA walkman came in handy,as radio was a dullard.Sang like nobody's business.Sang like nobody was watching.Sang like I own the world.Overacting. Excessively dramatic."Chewing the scenery"The Chinese guy next door laughed out loud.At me not with me.In a good way that is.Talked to self on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/7989602643822737932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=7989602643822737932&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/7989602643822737932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/7989602643822737932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/03/chewing-scenery.html' title='chewing the scenery'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/Rgf0maUnHII/AAAAAAAAACo/hVG1TOtoCqY/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-3854044386388021456</id><published>2007-03-23T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:30.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apple</title><summary type='text'> the side-effect of having a klutz for a girlfriend"Your birthday is a chance to say,I am so proud of who you are.No matter what your age may be,You are my treasured, tiny star.. !!"HAPPY BIRTHDAY to THE APPLE OF MY EYES ;)from the person who smudged the cake</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/3854044386388021456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=3854044386388021456&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3854044386388021456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/3854044386388021456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/03/apple.html' title='apple'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RgOpmN-8YAI/AAAAAAAAACg/mFp5j0jvajU/s72-c/IMG_0815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-4840334250338694040</id><published>2007-03-21T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T02:53:18.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forwarded email</title><summary type='text'>Oh before I forgot, again. I've been bothered for quite some time by this one forwarded email sent by someone I've known from primary school. The email listed the Malaysian cabinet ministers and their educational background and qualifications.Eg : Dato' Samy vellu - tingkatan 6 skolah mana tah. Pak Lah - pengajian Islam from this one Uni. (I've deleted the email, so no reference for now).Then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/4840334250338694040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=4840334250338694040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4840334250338694040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/4840334250338694040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/03/forwarded-email.html' title='forwarded email'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6278086451682627193</id><published>2007-03-21T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:30.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yamakasi</title><summary type='text'>It has always been like this. Whenever i have lotsa important things to do, I resorted in doing all the least important things.Like, when finals are just around the cupboard, I end up buying new furniture, revamping my small-already-crowded little room. When there's a big presentation the next day, I would be very tempted in cleaning up the bathroom or paint the kitchen or wash the cat. I mean, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6278086451682627193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6278086451682627193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6278086451682627193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6278086451682627193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/03/yamakasi.html' title='yamakasi'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RgAp9N-8X_I/AAAAAAAAACY/QrxN0UXWEp8/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-182201398418916305</id><published>2007-03-19T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:31.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malas seperti labu</title><summary type='text'> night threaderYou know a person is not that into you anymore when ;1. He texted/messaged other girls stuff like " Hey, you looked nice in that white dress. Care to hang out?"2. You were talking, he increased the TV volume, because he can't hear the TV over you.3. You were watching your favorite TV show, he changed the channel and asked you to do something else (you would never do the same thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/182201398418916305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=182201398418916305&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/182201398418916305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/182201398418916305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/03/malas-seperti-labu.html' title='malas seperti labu'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/Rf2f_8Rfy4I/AAAAAAAAACI/--5sJAaPhJ8/s72-c/IMG_0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-6568218943515881930</id><published>2007-02-26T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:31.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost normal</title><summary type='text'> mom's placeI've been tagged by fizzy earlier this week, to list 6 weird things i know about myself. "My dear, 6 is enough kan..ke nak lagi? hehehe.." &gt;&gt;&gt; dang! RULES: People who are tagged should write a blog post of 6 weird things about them as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/6568218943515881930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=6568218943515881930&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6568218943515881930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/6568218943515881930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/02/almost-normal.html' title='almost normal'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/ReHpLwGqNiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/H1bjNS9QDW0/s72-c/Photo-0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-2750565378909238475</id><published>2007-02-14T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:31.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love wish</title><summary type='text'>cikiku my love. family dearest. beloved friends;Happy VALENTINE'S Day.Wishing you all the happiness in the world.XOX; nanayau. p/s : happy birthday to miss lucyantie and miss haida harun</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/2750565378909238475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=2750565378909238475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2750565378909238475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/2750565378909238475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-wish.html' title='love wish'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RdHg6M_d-iI/AAAAAAAAABw/9UniKClfKLE/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-116669959914365246</id><published>2007-01-12T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:32.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pak lebai tupai</title><summary type='text'>I don't get people who constantly think that they are better than everyone else. I don't get people who need to put down others to feel better about themselves.I don't get men who look down on women.I don't get boyfriends who look down on their girlfriends.I don't get it. Why, most of the time, people would do everything they could, giving their very best in getting what they want, but once </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/116669959914365246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=116669959914365246&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/116669959914365246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/116669959914365246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/12/sesungguhnya-berjayalah-orang0orang.html' title='pak lebai tupai'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RaaFvHSSZLI/AAAAAAAAABA/V8qexwxezYI/s72-c/P1000901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-1506139370932893893</id><published>2007-01-10T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:01:32.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good day</title><summary type='text'>shower"Why, you wanna tell me how to live my life?Who, are you to tell me if it's black or white? Ohhh, if there's one thing I hang onto,It gets me through the night.I aint gonna do what I don't want to,Im gonna live my life.Shining like a diamond,rolling with the dice,Standing on the ledge,show the wind how to fly.When the world gets in my face,I say, Have A Nice Day.Take a look around you,look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/1506139370932893893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=1506139370932893893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1506139370932893893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/1506139370932893893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-day.html' title='good day'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/RaTtAnSSZKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VADjik4suOY/s72-c/rawang06+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-116127623165640411</id><published>2006-12-09T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:01:06.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>possession</title><summary type='text'>volleyball &amp; basketball session with team Indiawahlauweeyyyyyy, sepurnama lebih tiada coretan di sini, waduh waduh. khas untuk nadea yang dah suruh update, so here goes.. I'm supposed to be going to kuala kangsar at 4am but hey, i'm still here!! Just thought of sharing, as sharing is caring is sharing, I had such a great Ramadhan &amp; Syawal. I should have done more religion-wise though (terawikh, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/116127623165640411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=116127623165640411&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/116127623165640411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/116127623165640411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/12/possession.html' title='possession'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-116076856796414484</id><published>2006-10-17T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T06:18:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in-betweens</title><summary type='text'> "saya kenyang"Picture above is the epitome of normal, post breaking-a-fast condition.The in-betweens :You go clubbing, wear sexy clothes, but never missed the 5-times a day prayer.You wear tudung with short sleeves.You are metrosexual but love getting all dirty doing adventure racings and mountain climbing.You wear tudung and you are in a band.You are having sex before marriage but you don't eat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/116076856796414484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=116076856796414484&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/116076856796414484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/116076856796414484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-betweens.html' title='in-betweens'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115953504725529709</id><published>2006-10-02T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T22:22:46.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eudaimonia</title><summary type='text'>my precious"You" by Switchfoot. OST of "A Walk to Remember""There's always something in the way.There's always something getting through,but it's not me. It's You.Sometimes ignorance rings true,but hope is not in what I know.It's not in me. It's in You.It's all I know. It's all I know.I find peace when I'm confused.I find hope when I'm let down.Not in me. It's in You.I hope to lose myself for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115953504725529709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115953504725529709&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115953504725529709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115953504725529709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/10/eudaimonia.html' title='eudaimonia'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115822176749511256</id><published>2006-09-16T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T09:50:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad habit</title><summary type='text'>seoul From a forworded email : "How Smart is Your Right Foot?"See if you can outsmart your foot;1. While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles.2. Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand. Lo and behold, your foot will change direction!!There's nothing you can do about it. It's one of those impossible things normal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115822176749511256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115822176749511256&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115822176749511256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115822176749511256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/09/bad-habit.html' title='bad habit'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115817788541623563</id><published>2006-09-14T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:32:36.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muffin buu</title><summary type='text'>"Comelnye!!!!!!", kata k'waney."Macam ewoks!!", kata cikut."Muka cam majin buu, kaler cam ayu", kata sumerng."Namakan muffin pls.. ", kata azera" Megat..!! ", kata mereka.. just to qoute a few. Haven't seen in person any of those three 'kids' yet.One of the 'boys' would be taken under the custody of majin buu (already named as muffin by his godmother azera) &amp; the rest would continue to stay with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115817788541623563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115817788541623563&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115817788541623563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115817788541623563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/09/muffin-buu.html' title='muffin buu'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115771506755086930</id><published>2006-09-09T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T19:18:58.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newborn</title><summary type='text'>Like father like son </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115771506755086930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115771506755086930&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115771506755086930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115771506755086930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/09/newborn.html' title='newborn'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115730340556729400</id><published>2006-09-06T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T04:47:50.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>immoderately</title><summary type='text'>Hello. Have u guys watched the movie REMP-IT?! I did, out of curiosity. Support industri filem kita la konon.It was revolting.. Meaning, the movie was a success, as I left the cinema with disgust. I was appalled by the lifestyle of rempits potrayed in the movie, they sure did more than just lumba haram!! I know it was kind of obvious but I thought it was just a misconception.. I thought wrong.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115730340556729400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115730340556729400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115730340556729400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115730340556729400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/09/immoderately.html' title='immoderately'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115581104888956766</id><published>2006-08-17T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T13:12:29.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my constant</title><summary type='text'> toman si atukspoiler : Dilot's getting engaged my two weeksFor more than a week i had a taste of how it'd be like, of not having this one special "constant" with me, the "constant" that has always been a major part of my life for more than two years. Truthfully i am enjoying the freedom but the void had made me realised how much i love &amp; really care for the "constant". For the companionship. For</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115581104888956766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115581104888956766&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115581104888956766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115581104888956766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-constant.html' title='my constant'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115492357301022786</id><published>2006-08-07T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T10:30:43.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spotless</title><summary type='text'>                          Spotless minds  Out of all the feelings humanity possesses, love is the greatest gift of all.But still, more &amp; more people are suffering from &amp; because of it.Is suffering is about love?!Love &amp; suffering. How can such a wonderful thing as LOVE leads to something as ugly as SUFFERING!?!Is it truly because nothing in life comes free, that there'd always be a price to pay, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115492357301022786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115492357301022786&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115492357301022786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115492357301022786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/08/spotless.html' title='spotless'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115449561814707727</id><published>2006-08-02T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:14:08.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hesitancy</title><summary type='text'>Cik kiah &amp; Pari-pari"Until there is commitment, there's always hesitancy".It's true, we must commit, to get things done effectively, in getting the best end result.Commit, by closing all back doors so that there'd be no chance to draw back.But the reasons must be big enough for someone to commit, especially to something as serious as career, or relationship. The question is still, once the die </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115449561814707727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115449561814707727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115449561814707727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115449561814707727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/08/hesitancy.html' title='hesitancy'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115330714400852115</id><published>2006-07-19T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:43:26.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>solitude</title><summary type='text'>Moments of solitude"Well, you didn't wake up this morning 'Cause you didn't go to bed.. You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red.The calendar on your wall is ticking the days off. You've been reading some old letters,  &amp; you smile and think how much you've changed. All the money in the world, Couldn't buy back those days. You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes. You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115330714400852115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115330714400852115&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115330714400852115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115330714400852115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/07/solitude.html' title='solitude'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115194279007012451</id><published>2006-07-04T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T14:21:18.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she-male</title><summary type='text'>A tribute to "ayu", the she-male catThey love, they share.Love, love, love!!Share, share, share!!He's a limber lad.She's a powerful lass.He'll wring your neck,and she'll kick your ass.&amp; they'll fill your hearts with looooooooove.... !!!(courtesy of THE SIMPSONS) Tagged by si lalok - 8 points of my perfect lover :1) He smells nice - bad ordour is a MAJOR turn off2) He loves me - endlessly. &amp; for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115194279007012451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115194279007012451&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115194279007012451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115194279007012451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/07/she-male.html' title='she-male'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115187908454442894</id><published>2006-07-03T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:47:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>livewire</title><summary type='text'>"u r a livewire with family and friends but shy with strangers"I'm still recuperating from Spain's lost. Followed by Sweden and Ukraine. Leaving me with my 4th option, those French. Oh well. ROCKSTAR is back.. yezzaaaaa!!! Supernova, with super-hot-scruffy-looking Tommy lee.. (ok sumerg boleh muntah skrang)No man is an island. No man should be an island. But in the end, everyone is to his own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115187908454442894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115187908454442894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115187908454442894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115187908454442894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/07/livewire.html' title='livewire'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-115078374910568718</id><published>2006-06-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:24:11.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven bound</title><summary type='text'>" Seasons come and seasons go.. One day sun, the next day snow. Flowers die and flowers grow,But love is never-ending.. You can't kill it with goodbye.. It always finds a place to hide.. Inside your heart for your whole life..  Love is never-endingWhen the lights have all gone down..it'll still be hanging around..Even when u think it's lost, it can still be found...            When every memory </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/115078374910568718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=115078374910568718&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115078374910568718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/115078374910568718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/06/heaven-bound.html' title='heaven bound'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-114980446622702072</id><published>2006-06-09T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T15:21:28.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brotherly</title><summary type='text'>"When u find urself.. in some far off place.And it calls u.. to rethink some things.You start to sense &amp; slowly you're becoming someone else&amp; then you find yourself&amp; things that would've been lost on you..are now is clear as it bears&amp; u find urself.that's when u find ursefAnd you go through life.. so sure of where you're heading.&amp; u wandered lost.. &amp; its the best thing that could've happened to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/114980446622702072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=114980446622702072&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/114980446622702072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/114980446622702072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/06/brotherly.html' title='brotherly'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-114969702647112278</id><published>2006-06-07T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:20:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock</title><summary type='text'>idahman. me. &amp; billie. love u. still do.  I was just thinking how weird it is to feel lonely while literally u are being surrounded by millions of generally nice people everyday, potential friends and family. Prospects lovers even. Why do we still feel lonely?I remember still...They were my brotherhood(sisterhood), that had been my rock. The rock that had kept me going, kept me grounded. I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/114969702647112278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=114969702647112278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/114969702647112278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/114969702647112278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/06/rock.html' title='rock'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-114969645314952537</id><published>2006-06-07T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:11:11.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nevertheless</title><summary type='text'>Symptoms leading to an attempt;1. extreme personality change 2. lost of interest in activities that used to be joyable.3. significant loss or gain of appetite 4. sleep problems.5. FATIGUE/LOSS OF ENERGY6. FEELING WORTHLESSNESS OR GUILT7. WITHDRAWAL FROM FAMILY/FRENS8. neglect of personal hygiens 9. sadness, irritability or indifference.10. having trouble concentrating11. extreme anxiety12. drug </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/114969645314952537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=114969645314952537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/114969645314952537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/114969645314952537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/06/nevertheless.html' title='nevertheless'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060753.post-114921377519170703</id><published>2006-06-05T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:38:05.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>numb</title><summary type='text'>Majin buu is getting married for the first time. Trust me, it wont be his first.Someone asked me this common question of "What's ur greatest fear in life?""Numbness", I blurted out, which caught me by surprise as normally my answer would be just roaches, or losing my loved ones, which is still true but not first on the list.Numbness strikes when u least expected. It's the day fun is disappearing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/feeds/114921377519170703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6060753&amp;postID=114921377519170703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/114921377519170703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060753/posts/default/114921377519170703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanayau.blogspot.com/2006/06/numb.html' title='numb'/><author><name>nanayau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13552877386631675271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s5Om8zqvxLw/R4vImaq5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ql808h4ack8/S220/110120081061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
