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A blog by Awin Zulkarnain.Win Ziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01709829943317299839noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-748028000895281652.post-35535863108422149102016-06-29T13:02:00.004+08:002016-08-17T09:40:27.986+08:00I've Given Up on Makeup: 5 Tips on How I Did It.I won't lie, this entry is not easy for me to write but I'm going to do it anyway. I know there would probably be some who'd want to agree with me on this and some, otherwise. But this is my personal opinion and I have decided to share with whoever is reading this.<br>
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Approximately 1 year and a half ago, it was during the new year, I was talking to my friend on the phone. I was in dying need of a company since it was a semester break at the time. So me being oh so lonely, decided to ring that particular close friend of mine who was thousands of miles away from me, America to be exact. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Irda, if you're reading this. Yea, you're a part of the start of my makeup craze. </span>We talked about basically anything that popped up in our mind, including how she had recently started to play with makeup. And she gave me this crazy idea that I should do the same. And you know what, I did exactly that. I started to watch countless of makeup video tutorials on YouTube, like it was my very own version of <i>How I Met Your Mother</i>. Yes, while everyone was still raving about the ending of HIMYM, I was on my laptop, or iPad, watching beauty gurus doing their thing and not a second was I not amazed by their amazing talent. From the addiction of watching such videos, I couldn't help but wanting what they have. <br>
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From the sound of the title, you know that I'm referring to something just plain dusty. It has been so long since I last opened this blog of mine. Well, I guess I can label it as ancient. 5 years have passed, that's half a decade. When my sister's blog is constantly updated with so many memories, mine is just filthy with webs as <span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; white-space: nowrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">décor</span></span>.<br>
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So, where should I start? I've finished school, finished my foundation (<span style="font-size: x-small;">correct me if I'm wrong, it's equivalent to A level?</span>), traveled to a few places, met a lot of people, experienced downfalls, managed to get myself back up again, currently doing my internship, approaching the final step in finishing my degree, and I'm getting married.<br>
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We started our journey at approximately 8am in the morning. We stopped by at a food court. The place was already crowded with people. I ate a Roti Telur and a cup of Iced Milo. After breakfast, the journey begins! When we arrived at the entrance of Universal Studio, okay okay, and also the car park, cameras started to play their part (too excited).<br>
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Because of the phones 3G and Wi Fi receiver, surfing the web are entirely possible. Easy access to Facebook, Twitter, Youtube can never be easier. Okay, I'm writing this as if I'm writing a review. I like to survey electronic stuffs for fun when I'm bored. And this time, this mini caught my attention. The thing is, a lot of sources said that this phone is really good as it is small but mighty. The question is, is it true?<br>
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<center><strong><u>Bruno Mars - Marry You with lyrics.</u></strong></center><br>
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<center><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="180" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zmmwFHW9IjU?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="200"></iframe></center><center> </center><center>It’s a beautiful night,<br>
We’re looking for something dumb to do.<br>
Hey baby,<br>
I think I wanna marry you.<br>
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Is it the look in your eyes,<br>
Or is it this dancing juice?<br>
Who cares baby,<br>
I think I wanna marry you.<br>
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Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go,<br>
No one will know,<br>
Come on girl.<br>
Who cares if we’re trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow,<br>
Shots of patron,<br>
And it’s on girl.<br>
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Don’t say no, no, no, no-no;<br>
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;<br>
And we’ll go, go, go, go-go.<br>
If you’re ready, like I’m ready.<br>
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Cause it’s a beautiful night,<br>
We’re looking for something dumb to do.<br>
Hey baby,<br>
I think I wanna marry you.<br>
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Is it the look in your eyes,<br>
Or is it this dancing juice?<br>
Who cares baby,<br>
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Too bad. Luck wasn't on our side. We asked a girl working there and she said there's no volunteer job offered at Aquaria. After getting a no no from the the worker, we went to a small aquarium exhibit beside the souvenir shop and snap some pictures beside the seahorse tank. They are just so fascinating with their big male tummies. </div>
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So up until now, my group still didn't get any volunteer job. We should have just sticked to the muffin plan. Oh wellzz.Win Ziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01709829943317299839noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-748028000895281652.post-79761045620260359302011-01-16T16:51:00.009+08:002013-06-23T23:59:12.045+08:00No pain No gain.It's Sunday today. Yes, the day that everybody hates in every week. Yesterday my school held a marathon and believe it or not, I actually have the initiative to take part. Oh and the track is not that far, just 6Km!! But thankfully, I completed the marathon with ease. And thank god I didn't faint like I thought I would. I had a great time jogging and walking by myself while listening to my iPod. It felt like I'm on top of the world. Lol! Even though I didn't win, I did burn some carbs.<br>
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I woke up this morning with sore but and legs. And ma said I walked like a penguin. Well I thought I walked like a retarded person. Lol! But I don't care. Those pain made my day :)<br>
At approximately 3.30pm I on my facebook account and I saw a classmate of mine listing all homeworks from last week that needs to be complete. I was like "Gurrrrrlll, I haven't done any of them". This year is seriously killing my mood. History, Chemistry, Physics, Math, Add Math, Agama and etc. Like seriously! Pressure all the way.<br>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I feel like I'm losing my mind. Help! And it's hard for me to update my blog now. My life is getting more depressing. What more can I say, the SPM exam is the most important thing in my life right now. I have to study harder. The exam is around middle of November 2011. So, wish me luck.</span><br>
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Failed! Lol. Yup, you read it right, I failed my first attempt in baking my own cupcakes. It all started during last year's visit to Carefour Grocery store with my family. I saw this cute and pink cupcake recipe book. It caught my attention so I decided to buy it. When I arrived home, I flipped through some pages and looked through the pictures of all the amazing cupcakes. And from that point, I knew that I wanted to make some cupcakes of my own.<br>
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After a few hours of looksy, only 3 long sleeves T-shirt caught my attention and it was exactly my cup of tea. One from, Radioactive, Bontton, and also one from Hush Puppies. And all of it was under rm30. Absolutely worth it. Overall, it was a great shopping experience with ma and sister.<br />
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Win Ziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01709829943317299839noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-748028000895281652.post-62922802619551208832011-01-02T20:31:00.000+08:002011-01-02T21:45:46.354+08:00For Sale: Puma Baby Girl Romper<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong>Status: <span style="color: #38761d;">Available</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Size</span>:</strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">3-6 Month Old Baby Girl</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Colour:</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">Light Creame With Pink Polka Dots</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Condition:</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">New</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Size</span>:</strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">3-6 Month Old Baby Boy</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Colour:</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Dark Blue, Baby Blue and White Stripes</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Condition:</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">New</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Size</span>:</strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">M - For 2-3 years old gir</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Colour:</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Red</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Condition:</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">New</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Size</span>:</strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">3-6 Month Old Baby Girl</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Colour:</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Dark Pink and Grey Stripes</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Condition:</span></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">New</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">Size</span>:</strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">9 Month Old Baby Girl</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br>
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At night, my family and I went to a seafood restaurant at Kampung Pandan. We ate so much. I absolutely love their famous Tom Yam. And also their Sotong Goreng Tepung. You can tell it's delicious by just looking at it.<br />
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And guess what my family and I ordered for drinks? Mango Juice! I swear, they have the best Mango juice I have ever tasted. I surely recommend it.</div>
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Other than Sotong Goreng Tepung, I had my first Udang Tebu. I know, it sounded weird. But the taste is surprisingly delicious. Even though we were extremely full, the tastiness of Udang Tebu is undeniable. :)<br />
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After finishing our dinner, we ended up having 'perut buncit' for a while. Lol. Then, dad decided to go karaoke at KDE since my cousins were with us to pump up the mood. One of the song I sang was Because of You by Kelly Clarkson. You must think I'm crazy to even dare sing Kelly Clarkson's song. But that song is my jam and I <i style="color: #444444;">perasan my suara sedap</i>, so yea. And yes, there were some '<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">pitching lari</span>' but<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span>overall it was okaylahhh!Win Ziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01709829943317299839noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-748028000895281652.post-75603729468539260332010-12-31T23:12:00.012+08:002013-06-24T00:12:42.273+08:00508x : Country Homes, Rawang.I'm finally back home from my one week camp. As I told you guys, the camp started on last Sunday (19th December 2010) and ended on the next Saturday (25th December 2010). I didn't expect the camp will be this memorable. I love every part of it. And believe it or not, I actually enjoyed bathing with cold water there. In 4am in the morning! It was so cold but I don't mind at all.<br>
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<b><u>19th December 2010.</u></b><br>
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I woke up at approximately 9am in the morning and the next thing I know, I was rushing my mind off to get ready for the registration which will end at 10.30am. I locked my bag, put all 'nyummy' food in my <u>storage</u> backpack, said my last goodbye to my room and I was off to Rawang. In the car, I felt nervous. I kept thinking how I won't fit in at the camp. But I was wrong. When I arrived there at about 10.25am, my mum and dad quickly queued for the registration. Boyyyy the line was long. And we thought we're the only ones who's late. After the registration, mum, dad and I went searching for my dorm room. After helping me chose my bed, mum and dad went home. I was all alone on my bed, doing nothing. Then suddenly a girl name Anis approached me and asked me whether the top bunk of my bed is taken or not. I said no with a polite smile. She was wearing a long sleeves blue t-shirt with jeans. She also asked how old i am, sadly, she was disappointed with my answer because I'm older than her by two years. She smiled and continued what she was doing before. After a few minutes, another girl, Huda came towards me. She was wearing a long sleeve grey sweater-like shirt with a black trousers. We talked and then we realized that we're the same age. I was happy and we started to talk and talk and talk more. Then suddenly Anis joined us. We are suddenly clicked to each other. We became close that instant. Huda and I was very eager to search for more Form Four's because most of the girls in our dorm are kids. Suddenly Qila came in to the picture. She has this bright smile and I still remember she was wearing a very bright hot pink collar shirt with a stripy black trousers on the first day. The first thing that popped in my head was, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">woah! she's formal. </span>Turned out she's actually just a simple girl like me, Anis and Huda. We also started to be close with Wahidah. Aw, she's such a dear. Around 3pm, we had our lunch together. I can't remember what it was. But it was adequate. That night we slept at 1am in the morning.<br>
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<b><u>20th December 2010.</u></b><br>
Anis woke me up at 4am in the morning, and later woke up the others as well. She told me to bath early before the toilet gets too crowded. Without saying anything I jump out of bed and start heading to the bathroom. The water was so cold! I was freezing to death. But it was okay. I managed to bath normally and take my own sweet time. After bathing, the girls and I talked until it was time to perform our solat Subuh. We had our breakfast at 7.30am in the morning and off to class at 8.30am. The first day of class was the best. I was excited and full of anticipations. As I expected, the classes went well throughout the day. We went back to our dorm at about 5.15pm after having some evening tea. During the night, we were separated to 11 groups. Unfortunately, none of me and the girls got to be in the same group except for Anis and Huda. Both of them got to be in the same group. Lucky them. But it's alright, I met a few more friends in my group. We called ourselves, Beetles. They were all so nice and sweet. Love to make funny but lame jokes. Lol. The session ended at 11pm. Back at the dorm, me and the girls had a little chit chat before going to sleep. And again, we slept at 1am in the morning.<br>
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<b><u>21 December 2010.</u></b><br>
Today, it was my turn to wake Anis up early in the morning. And because it was my turn to wake her, we woke up slightly late. Lol. As usual, I bathed, pray, breakfast, and off to class. I also wished my best friend Happy 16th Birthday. I got all of the girls wished him as well. We did get pissed off today when we didn't get our lunch because the food was finished. We were so hungry. So we went back to our dorm and I ate some food from my <u>storage</u> backpack. At night, the facilitator told us that each group have to make a performance for the Malam 1001 Kenangan. Poor Beetles, we had to make a commercial regarding the camp. We thought it was going to be easy. Not!<br>
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As you all know, Taj Mahal is one of the famous Seven Wonders of the world. So, Taj Mahal is a must place to visit! We went to Taj Mahal during our second day in India. It took us about 5 to 6 hours to arrive to Agra ( the place where Taj Mahal is located ) from New Delhi. It was a tiring journey, not that I drove or anything. But sitting in the van for 5 hours really hurts my back.<br />
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My family and I arrived at Agra in the late evening. So the sky was near to sunset. The Taj Mahal is built by Shah Jahan as a present to his wife. The history regarding the Taj Mahal is very interesting. You should Wiki and read about it <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taj_Mahal">here</a>.<br />
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Moving on, when I entered the Taj Mahal, it was dark, because they didn't have lights during the old days. So we have to walk in there by using lights from our phones. The marble design in and out of the Taj Mahal is magnificent. It is so beautiful. No wonder it took them about 17 years to build it.<br />
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The third day during our visit to India, we went to Fatehpur Sikri, also located around Agra. This place is a palace where Shah Jahan's grandfather, Akbar lived. I find Fatehpur Sikri really amazing! I enjoyed every minute while I was touring the place. The tour guide showed us where Akbar and his wives used to eat, where he sleeps, where one of his wives used to cook for Akbar, and even where he played hide and seek with his slaves. The hide and seek part is unexpected. I know. The funny thing is, the tour guide insisted us that we play one hide and seek game. It was hilarious. I hide with my dad but we weren't the last one hiding. My brother-in-law won, but that's only because he was cheating. Lol.<br />
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Finally! I got to eat pizzas from Dominos yesterday. I've been wanting to eat pizza since about three and a half months ago. LOL. My mum bought it for dinner. I didn't know there's no extra charges for delivery. Awesome! Anyway, mum bought two regular pizzas. One is Aloha Chicken and the other is Beef Pepperoni. The taste was incredible.<br />
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But the thing is, both pizzas contains 100% of Mozzarella cheese. That's a lot of fats. I got fat when I was like 9 years old because of that cheese. Nightmare!<br />
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Anyway, I had a very bad fever a week before going to India, and I was like dying for Mexican food, especially Nachos. I know, more cheese! I still remember I can't sleep at night because of headaches and hunger for Nachos. Psycho, I know. :D So now, I'll be looking forward to have Nachos for dinner. Don't know when. Probably next year. I'm cool with that. I have to cut down on those delicious junk food for me to stay healthy. :)Win Ziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01709829943317299839noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-748028000895281652.post-37589383334843122982010-12-16T01:52:00.000+08:002013-06-24T00:16:59.407+08:00Finally out of the box.After weeks of locking myself at home and talking to my pet fish (excluding the vacation in India), I finally went out with some friends to Kuala Lumpur City Centre (KLCC).<br />
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I watched Narnia And The Voyage of The Dawn Treader! In 3D! It was okay. I gave the movie a 3.8/5 rating. :) <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">A waste of money for the extra price on the 3D tickets though.</span><br />
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I got to say the movie is not the same without Peter and Susan in the picture. Yea, they did appear in a few scenes but.... I think the mouse with the tiny cute sword had a wayyy bigger role in the movie this time. But who am I to complain, the story line of the movie is originally written in the Narnia book series. Oh yea, The Pevensies' cousin, Eustace annoys me during the first 30 minutes of the movie. Like seriously. :D Anyway, but I enjoyed every second of the movie. ♥<br />
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I ate Salmon Teriyaki from Sushi King for lunch. Gosh it was delicious, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">and also the price as well. </span>But my favourite sushi on those coloured plates is Chuka Ika Sansai. The taste is weird but I like it. Okay, no more Sushi King for a while. :) Have to save more kaaa-chingg!Win Ziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01709829943317299839noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-748028000895281652.post-62273281268161897602010-12-15T02:47:00.005+08:002013-06-24T00:18:56.354+08:00I am fortunate and I feel blessed.As you guys know, I went to India last week. It was quite an experience. I'll tell all about it in my future post. Okay maybe not all, just partially. Only the ones that i remember. :D<br />
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India is the second country that is over populated after China. And because of that, they are a lot of extremely poor people there.<br />
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I felt like crying every time when beggars and all of those kids who sells stuff came close to me. The poor people in India will do anything to get money. There's this one dude with a dirty cotton bud stuck on his forehead at the Metro Subway train thing in New Delhi offered ears cleaning service to my sister for Rs50 (50 Rupees). Okay, I got to admit, that's a pretty funny way to get money. <span style="color: #444444;"><i>SubhanaAllah, Awin, no. Ish!</i></span> Anyway, back to my being fortunate story, I just wish I could help them. If I'll be rich in the future I would love to travel to poor countries and help them. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">I sound like an angel, lol. But I am serious though. </span>Anyway, the point is, we are like so fortunate because we have much more than what we need to be content.<br />
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We should really observe around us and be thankful for all that we have in this transitory lifetime.Win Ziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01709829943317299839noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-748028000895281652.post-70860879221181131532010-12-12T18:07:00.000+08:002013-06-24T00:20:10.972+08:00Dramas during the holidays.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's a school holiday here in Malaysia but it's at its end. I didn't do much though. I supposed to study for next year's exam, but..... I'll start studying the first thing when January starts. :D</span><br />
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I can't wait for tomorrow to happen. A bit. Haha. Too bad my brother isn't going. He has a test to take. Bummer! I'm going to be away for 6 days though. :)Win Ziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01709829943317299839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-748028000895281652.post-34556406348540865392010-12-07T01:38:00.001+08:002013-06-24T00:23:03.533+08:00BTS of Creating This BlogOkay I am probably one of the person who <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">dislikes </span>having a blog. You must be wondering, then why did I create an account in the first place. Here's the story.<br />
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My sister created a blogspot a few weeks ago. She's been addicted to it since. She made the blog to promote her online business. And because of that, she persuade me to have a blog of my own. I got to admit, her blog is kinda <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">eye-catching</span>. She will probably <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">kembang </span>after reading what i just typed and totally will brag about it. LOL. Anyway, yeah I'm trying my best here to think of an event for me to write in here. So people, you will be amazed! Nahhh, not now kot. Maybe later. :)</div>
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