<?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-4590930591898905425</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:56:29.754+08:00</updated><category term='Routine'/><title type='text'>Texas toothpicks!!</title><subtitle type='html'>I just do not want to care about anything for at least one second!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/'/><link 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8070802268215638303</id><published>2009-02-28T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:23:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>subconscious.......</title><content type='html'>I've got another blog and i wanted to sign in to that blog...but i subconsciously log in to this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8070802268215638303?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8070802268215638303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-9039038997578409945</id><published>2009-01-19T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:58:06.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The need</title><content type='html'>I have to be more spontaneous!&lt;br /&gt;right,..&lt;br /&gt;SPONTANEOUS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-9039038997578409945?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/9039038997578409945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=9039038997578409945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/9039038997578409945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/9039038997578409945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2009/01/need.html' title='The need'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-1904704936173224772</id><published>2009-01-06T10:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:26:30.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About new year...</title><content type='html'>I think it's not too late to say Hi to 1430H &amp;amp; 2009,right? I haven't really been thinking about new year resolution and neither bother to sum up 2008 like other people did. But i must say 2008 ended quite well for me!Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i think this entry is a bit hanging,isnt it?but me still being the same me,i couldn't add anything to it to make it a lengthy post... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-1904704936173224772?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/1904704936173224772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=1904704936173224772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/1904704936173224772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/1904704936173224772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-new-year.html' title='About new year...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8703739310413213876</id><published>2008-11-25T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:06:46.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perihal tension....</title><content type='html'>saya terasa macam sudah put on weight!!!arghhhh...tp bukankah ada perkara lg penting untuk dirisaukan?tp tension pasal berat badan/our own physical outlook ni lain sbb die hanye melibatkan diri sendiri jd,kita ada kuasa penuh untuk control ke-tension-an ini sbb ia hanye melibatkan penilaian kite terhadap diri kite sendiri.tp bila tension sbb keje n etc,ia sgt 'meng-arghhhhh-kan' sbb ia melibatkan penilaian org lain jd macam susah untuk comfort diri sendiri...betul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;berape banyak 'sbb' daaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8703739310413213876?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8703739310413213876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8703739310413213876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8703739310413213876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8703739310413213876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/11/perihal-tension.html' title='perihal tension....'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8768702060120478663</id><published>2008-11-21T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:10:42.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Stay hungry,stay foolish"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transcript of Steve Jobs' 2005 Stanford Commencement Speech:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you. I'm honored to be with you today for your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. Truth be told, I never graduated from college and this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today I want to tell you &lt;strong&gt;three stories&lt;/strong&gt; from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories. The first story is about &lt;strong&gt;connecting the dots&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dropped out of Reed College after the first six months but then stayed around as a drop-in for another eighteen months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out? It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife, except that when I popped out, they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking, "We've got an unexpected baby boy. Do you want him?" They said, "Of course." My biological mother found out later that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would go to college.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was the start in my life. And seventeen years later, I did go to college, but I naïvely chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and no idea of how college was going to help me figure it out, and here I was, spending all the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back, it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out, I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me and begin dropping in on the ones that looked far more interesting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms. I returned Coke bottles for the five-cent deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the seven miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer was beautifully hand-calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and sans-serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me, and we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts, and since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on that calligraphy class and personals computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college, but it was very, very clear looking backwards 10 years later. Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward. You can only connect them looking backwards, so you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something--your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever--because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well- worn path, and that will make all the difference.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My second story is about &lt;strong&gt;love and loss&lt;/strong&gt;. I was lucky. I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents' garage when I was twenty. We worked hard and in ten years, Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4,000 employees. We'd just released our finest creation, the Macintosh, a year earlier, and I'd just turned thirty, and then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew, we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so, things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge, and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our board of directors sided with him, and so at thirty, I was out, and very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating. I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down, that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure and I even thought about running away from the Valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me. I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I'd been rejected but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods in my life. During the next five years I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the world's first computer-animated feature film, "Toy Story," and is now the most successful animation studio in the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT and I returned to Apple and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance, and Lorene and I have a wonderful family together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful-tasting medicine but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life's going to hit you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love, and that is as true for work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work, and the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking, and don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it, and like any great relationship it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking. Don't settle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My third story is about &lt;strong&gt;death.&lt;/strong&gt; When I was 17 I read a quote that went something like "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself, "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "no" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something. Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important thing I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life, because almost everything--all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure--these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;About a year ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctors' code for "prepare to die." It means to try and tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next ten years to tell them, in just a few months. It means to make sure that everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope, the doctor started crying, because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and, thankfully, I am fine now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept. No one wants to die, even people who want to go to Heaven don't want to die to get there, and yet, death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because death is very likely the single best invention of life. It's life's change agent; it clears out the old to make way for the new. right now, the new is you. But someday, not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it's quite true. Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice, heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was young, there was an amazing publication called &lt;strong&gt;The Whole Earth Catalogue&lt;/strong&gt;, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late Sixties, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and Polaroid cameras. it was sort of like Google in paperback form thirty-five years before Google came along. I was idealistic, overflowing with neat tools and great notions. Stewart and his team put out several issues of the The Whole Earth Catalogue, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-Seventies and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath were the words, "Stay hungry, stay foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. "Stay hungry, stay foolish." And I have always wished that for myself, and now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you. &lt;strong&gt;Stay hungry, stay foolish&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you all, very much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;'copied &amp;amp; pasted from';&lt;a href="http://vpwpartners.blogs.com/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not very sure whether i love what i'm doing now. I know i will have to find what i love if i want to succeed. I hope i will find it soon,very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8768702060120478663?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8768702060120478663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8768702060120478663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8768702060120478663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8768702060120478663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/11/stay-hungrystay-foolish.html' title='&quot;Stay hungry,stay foolish&quot;'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5171185352399703528</id><published>2008-11-13T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:46:44.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>progress report session,..ermm no,tunjuk gigi session!</title><content type='html'>I've got progress report session and tomorrow and i will be the first to present.I was thinking of having my teeth polished as that would be the only thing to show as labwork still sucks,big time!but then, polishing will cost me an arm and a leg so maybe i'll just brush it lah.After all,my teeth is pearly white what!hehehhe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5171185352399703528?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5171185352399703528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5171185352399703528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5171185352399703528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5171185352399703528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/11/progress-report-sessionermm-notunjuk.html' title='progress report session,..ermm no,tunjuk gigi session!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-7925405928508037172</id><published>2008-11-12T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:13:21.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously,i hate u now!</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend is driving me up the wall.i can tolerate if he never call/sms me.i will definitely call/sms him as i'm trying to be nice and trying really hard to understand his situation.However it pisses me off when he cant even spend 3 seconds to say that 3 words before hanging up my call.not that he forgets but he just so reluctant to utter it that i have to force him.WTF right?so last night i became the drama queen again but sadly,it doesn't work this time!haih....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-7925405928508037172?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/7925405928508037172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=7925405928508037172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7925405928508037172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7925405928508037172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/11/seriouslyi-hate-u-now.html' title='seriously,i hate u now!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3612484391899730111</id><published>2008-11-12T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:06:11.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angel vs evil</title><content type='html'>You are an evil if you think you are an angel&lt;br /&gt;and vice versa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3612484391899730111?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3612484391899730111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3612484391899730111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3612484391899730111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3612484391899730111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/11/angel-vs-evil.html' title='angel vs evil'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-1304803530150989822</id><published>2008-11-11T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:40:43.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title</title><content type='html'>type,delete,type again,delete again....&lt;br /&gt;i cannot write,just can't...&lt;br /&gt;don't know why....&lt;br /&gt;haih!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-1304803530150989822?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/1304803530150989822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=1304803530150989822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/1304803530150989822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/1304803530150989822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-title.html' title='no title'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-7181644781781372860</id><published>2008-10-27T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:24:58.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy huh?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greysanatomyinsider.com/images/gallery/taking-out-the-trash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.greysanatomyinsider.com/images/gallery/taking-out-the-trash.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's sexy right?he still looks sexy even when throwing the trash!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-7181644781781372860?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/7181644781781372860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=7181644781781372860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7181644781781372860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7181644781781372860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/10/sexy-huh.html' title='Sexy huh?!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3960011727682438247</id><published>2008-10-24T18:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:13:06.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taggggy</title><content type='html'>Was tagged by miss dalie.to be honest,i kinda appreciate it when someone tag me,pelik tak?lantak la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starting time&lt;/b&gt; : 1850H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name&lt;/b&gt; : sha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sisters&lt;/b&gt; : 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brothers&lt;/b&gt; : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shoe size&lt;/b&gt; : 9/10,bapak gajah pon surrender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height&lt;/b&gt; : 5′4 kot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where do you live&lt;/b&gt; : keyell&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever been on a plane&lt;/b&gt; : yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swam in the ocean&lt;/b&gt; : blum lg,tp ada dlm senarai 20 perkara sy ingin lakukan sebelum mati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fallen asleep at school&lt;/b&gt; :jarang sebenarnye,tp pernah.tu sbb waktu salin nota chemistry,kalium permanganate jd kalium kelaparan.jauh gle larinye!(takde la tetido btul,half asleep kot,tu yg bleh menulis lg tp salah eja...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken someone’s heart&lt;/b&gt; : ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fell off your chair&lt;/b&gt; : mungkin ada tp tak berape nk ingat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call&lt;/b&gt; : tido dgn hp kt sebelah,slalu la kann&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saved e-mails&lt;/b&gt; : mcm takde je&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your room like&lt;/b&gt; : stuffy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What’s right beside you&lt;/b&gt;: chair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the last thing you ate&lt;/b&gt; : nasi ayam linda onn yg bau garlic die,mak aihh mcm tak nak ilang sampai kiamat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ever had…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox&lt;/b&gt; : yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sore throat&lt;/b&gt; : yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stitches&lt;/b&gt; : nope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken nose :&lt;/b&gt; almost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you Believe in love at first sight&lt;/b&gt; : not quite sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like picnics&lt;/b&gt; : depends on the location &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Who was/were…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The last person you danced with&lt;/b&gt; : serious,tak ingat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last made you smile&lt;/b&gt; : miss  W&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You last yelled at&lt;/b&gt; : my sister &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Today did you…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talk to someone you like&lt;/b&gt; : yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kissed anyone&lt;/b&gt; : not yet,:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get sick&lt;/b&gt; : nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talk to an ex&lt;/b&gt; : nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miss someone&lt;/b&gt; : sikit2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who do you really hate:&lt;/b&gt; bau garlic yg tak ilang2 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you like your hand-writing :&lt;/b&gt; yes ,mcm tulisan dr! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are your toe nails painted :&lt;/b&gt; not now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in&lt;/b&gt; : my other half's,bkn ape,nk tau cemane tahap bau hapaknye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now&lt;/b&gt; : gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you a friendly person :&lt;/b&gt; not at all,but trying my best to be one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have any pets :&lt;/b&gt; yeap,catty cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on:&lt;/b&gt; now dah jarang,dah elok2 ada katil yg sakit2 badan tido atas lantai,bt ape kan?dulu pon ada katil cuma dulu semacam tak bleh hidup tanpa tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you doing right now :&lt;/b&gt; answering these questions while waiting for my PCR to finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you handle the truth&lt;/b&gt; : yes, i think i can&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father :&lt;/b&gt; both&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you eat healthy :&lt;/b&gt; i'm trying now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex&lt;/b&gt; :abis delete semua dah.but die bkn ex pon,ntah...friend with benefit kot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to&lt;/b&gt; : my answer sama ngan u la dalie,god and then my bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time :&lt;/b&gt; quiet,i'm a reserved girl,okkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you confident&lt;/b&gt; : i rasa tak tp dlm certain circumstances,i can be very confident&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;-pegi tuition Mrs R&lt;br /&gt;-pegi skolah&lt;br /&gt;-berangan&lt;br /&gt;-benci diri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;-membesar bagai juara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;cadang nk beli bangunan yg parents dok bayar sewa beribu2 tu.lain2 tu maseh tgh pikir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 of my bad habits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;bertangguh,makan,tido dgn melampau,tak cuci muka 2x kali sehari,malas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 places I’ve lived/living&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ada satu je!dr lahir sampai la ni  kt situ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 people I tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1) ectopy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2) green apple-sy rasa kak d is too busy now to do this tag tp tag jelah&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3) you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4) You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5) and yeah,    YOU!!!,laktak laaa sape2 jelah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3960011727682438247?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3960011727682438247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3960011727682438247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3960011727682438247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3960011727682438247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-tagged-by-miss-dalie.html' title='taggggy'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-7811405189233156011</id><published>2008-10-10T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:32:39.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH,IT'S THE FLAIR THAT I DON'T HAVE!!!</title><content type='html'>Every time i when i blog hop, i always wonder why many people can really write about interesting topics and i can never come out with any interesting topic and thought i am such a moron.However after practicing this blog hoping activity for quite sometime,i finally realize that i'm not that stupid after all.I realize that i have the idea and the only thing that i don't have is the FLAIR for writing.After reading a few entries from a few blogs, i realize that the topics they were discussing had at least once,came into my mind.and i even had the intention to blog about it.however when i sign in into blogger and click on the  'new post' icon&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or whatever it is being called)&lt;/span&gt; all i can type was the title and i just can't elaborate it any further.not only that,my memory is also very volatile as my ideas and thoughts don't stay long in my mind.not long enough for me to switch on my laptop,sign in and spill it all out!&lt;br /&gt;so in a nutshell,what i'm trying to say is i'm  not that pathetic after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeating the mantra:&lt;br /&gt;I AM BRIGHT AND SHINY!!!&lt;br /&gt;I AM BRIGHT AND SHINY!!!&lt;br /&gt;I AM BRIGHT AND SHINY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-7811405189233156011?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/7811405189233156011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=7811405189233156011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7811405189233156011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7811405189233156011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/10/ohits-flair-that-i-dont-have.html' title='OH,IT&apos;S THE FLAIR THAT I DON&apos;T HAVE!!!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-6540518790715095182</id><published>2008-10-10T15:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:03:12.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder for myself....</title><content type='html'>stop it!just stop the crap....stop judging!!.u know nothing about it!!!plus you don't have the *toooot* right to judge &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i'm fasting so trying to avoid foul words)&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am reminding myself here!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's not that easy to stop our mind from judging,right!?when i look at something that my mind recognize as 'something -deserves-judging',it judges it right away without asking any approval from me.so what can i do other than reminding myself not to and i not only write it here but i also say it out loud.as if i'm talking to or shouting at someone.if anyone see me doing this,they might think that i have gone cuckoo when the truth is,i'm trying to be a better person!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-6540518790715095182?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/6540518790715095182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=6540518790715095182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6540518790715095182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6540518790715095182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/10/reminder-for-myself.html' title='Reminder for myself....'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3490702897329899748</id><published>2008-10-10T13:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:04:47.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's mantra; I AM BRIGHT AND SHINY!!!!!heeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Labwork still not giving me the expected result&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Labwork just give me shits and never result!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i haven't got the antibiotic and so i cannot proceed with my jinxed labwork&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;supervisors are asking for results and as usual nothing to show them.cloning sucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People are going to the moon already and i'm still stuck here.My labmate won a gold medal in quite a prestigious conference,the other one going to present in an  international conference and others are progressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My other half is in US now and his team is now an official team of xxx.His face now terpampang in xxx official website.He's really going to the moon and again,i'm still stuck here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I received the scholarship agreement and i have to spend about RM150 for the stamp and med check-up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was stated in the agreement that i'm not suppose to work and that makes wonder whether being an agent considered working&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm confused whether to proceed with this part time work of mine or not since by right,i'm not supposed to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my labmate accidentally told my supervisor that i'm an agent and he gave a look which make me feel uneasy,uncomfortable,worried,scared,_____________(feel free to fill in the blanks with other negative feelings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;until today, i only manage to get two clients and both of them had only invested the min amount so when can i have my own car?next millennium?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my parents are too old to work their *tooooot* off to support us and so it should now be my responsibility.but two clients with min investment amount?what the *toooooooot*??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm goooood,i'm okay!i am fineeeeee!!!!I AM BRIGHT AND SHINY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3490702897329899748?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3490702897329899748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3490702897329899748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3490702897329899748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3490702897329899748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-doing-fine.html' title='Today&apos;s mantra; I AM BRIGHT AND SHINY!!!!!heeeeeeee'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-6164163806284137539</id><published>2008-10-06T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:06:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Doom</title><content type='html'>While i was blog hoping,i came across this quiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;Dr. Doom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dr. Doom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="76"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mr. Freeze&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 75%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Lex Luthor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="70"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Apocalypse&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dark Phoenix&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="63"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mystique&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="62"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 62%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Juggernaut&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="62"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 62%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Magneto&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="58"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 58%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Joker&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="57"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 57%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Venom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="56"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Kingpin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="55"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 55%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Green Goblin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Poison Ivy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Two-Face&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="34"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 34%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Catwoman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="32"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 32%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Riddler&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="30"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;Blessed with smarts and power but burdened by vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/villain/pics/dr_doom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/villain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Super Villain Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't i tell you i was born to be a doctor?!&lt;br /&gt;and oh,he has good knowledge in all sciences including genetic engineering!hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-6164163806284137539?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/6164163806284137539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=6164163806284137539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6164163806284137539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6164163806284137539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/10/dr-doom.html' title='Dr. Doom'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3652844575939434349</id><published>2008-10-06T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:31:32.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying very hard to make this butt stick on the chair...</title><content type='html'>I was so miserable this morning but thanks to the weather, i am feeling better now. Rain really has some kind of positive effect towards my mood.This morning i was determined to give up my research but right now all i want is to finish it by the end of this year.I will decide what to do next once i got the result because i feel that things will get clearer when i have some result in hand.&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure he's very busy now attending conference,workshop and meeting people and i hope he will be missing me as much as i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;i just cannot make my buttock stick any longer on this chair here in this lab.I just want to leave the lab now but then wouldn't it be inappropriate to leave the lab when your supervisors are in,right?However,to be honest it's their presence that make me want to leave the lab.I am not having any problem with them but i just couldn't face them,not without any result in hand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3652844575939434349?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3652844575939434349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3652844575939434349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3652844575939434349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3652844575939434349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/10/trying-very-hard-to-make-this-butt.html' title='trying very hard to make this butt stick on the chair...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5659225112073171110</id><published>2008-10-06T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:03:34.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE WILL COME THROUGH</title><content type='html'>If I told you a secret&lt;br /&gt;You won't tell a soul&lt;br /&gt;Will you hold it and keep it alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's burning a hole&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I can't live alone in this lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look up, take it away&lt;br /&gt;Don't look da da da down the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world isn't turning&lt;br /&gt;Your heart won't return anyone, anything, anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Take me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Love will come through&lt;br /&gt;It's just waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I stand at the crossroads&lt;br /&gt;Of highroads and lowroads&lt;br /&gt;And I've got a feeling it's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's real what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;There's no make believe&lt;br /&gt;In the sound of the wings of the flight of a dove&lt;br /&gt;Take it away&lt;br /&gt;Don't look da da da down the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If the world isn't turning&lt;br /&gt;Your heart won't return anyone, anything, anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Take me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Love will come through&lt;br /&gt;It's just waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look up&lt;br /&gt;Take it away&lt;br /&gt;Don't look da da da down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world isn't turning&lt;br /&gt;Your heart won't return anyone, anything, anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Take me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Love will come through&lt;br /&gt;It's just waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will come through&lt;br /&gt;Love will come through&lt;br /&gt;Love will come through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5659225112073171110?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5659225112073171110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5659225112073171110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5659225112073171110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5659225112073171110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-will-come-through.html' title='LOVE WILL COME THROUGH'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-6399135574933880366</id><published>2008-09-25T15:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:18:39.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kalau labwork menjadi kan dah bleh raya dgn sgt happy!</title><content type='html'>Saya sgt down sbb labwork sy masih tak memberikan keputusan yg diharapkan.Step yg sy rasa agak kritikal sudah menjadi tp step yg berikutnya tak menjadi-jadi lg plak.barang nk guna plak dah takde jd kenalah tunggu lg a few weeks.jd ble sy dtg lab,sy rasa macam org tak berguna.org lain hempas pulas bt keje and sy pulak duduk buang masa surf internet; lompat dr satu blog ke blog lain dan melakukan perkara2 yg  sia2.sy tak tipu,sy mmg sgt down tp  sy dah tak bleh nk complain 24/7 mcm dulu sbb sy realize takde org nk dgr and sy rasa mcm loser ble sy down and mula complain.sy rasa sy patut jd kuat and terima things seadanya and then start cari solution sendiri.but i guess i'm that strong YET!dulu i can always complain to my other half but now i don't want  to complain to him anymore because i do not want him to look down on me.plus he's too busy to attend to my nonsense.and he pun not like before,lg complain,lg die marah ade lah...tomorrow my last day kt lab before cuti raya tp tak tau la dpt jumpe him or not.nk jumpe before raya sekejap pon susah.raya nnt,confirm le tak jumpe and lgpon 4hb die nk gi US plak.haih sabar jelah okkk...&lt;br /&gt;tp kira ok lah kan sb sy risau and pening sbb bende yg bukan remeh.i mean my labwork is not a petty issue kan?takde la risau bende2 bodoh mcm dulu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-6399135574933880366?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/6399135574933880366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=6399135574933880366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6399135574933880366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6399135574933880366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/09/kalau-labwork-menjadi-kan-dah-bleh-raya.html' title='kalau labwork menjadi kan dah bleh raya dgn sgt happy!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3002393219365374294</id><published>2008-09-25T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:47:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIDILFITRI...</title><content type='html'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI TO ALL,MAAF ZAHIR &amp;amp; BATIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3002393219365374294?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3002393219365374294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3002393219365374294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3002393219365374294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3002393219365374294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/09/aidilfitri.html' title='AIDILFITRI...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8309172229162644430</id><published>2008-09-23T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:46:29.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously!!!!</title><content type='html'>Tiba2 saya terasa nk habeskan peringkat pengajian ni A.S.A.P and saya taknak sambung ke next level.seriously,,,,rasa nk muntah!!!unless sy boleh masuk lab sesuka hati,mungkin sy akan consider.tp if nk dtg lab 8-5 and then ble machine tak kosong or sementara tunggu machine bt keje sy kne duduk tercongok,mmg lah sgt tidak mahu further lg!lgpon hati sy bukannye 100% di sini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaALLAH sy akan beraya di kl je tahun ni...ini bermakna sume adik beradik sebelah my mom akan dtg beraya di rumah sayalah since my grandmother is staying with us.dulu kecik2,mmg sgt suke ble ramai org kt umah tp ble dah besar terasa runsing pulak ble sume dtg menyempit dan masing2 dgn peel (betul ke ejaan ni,?) masing2.yg menyempit tu tak kisah,sbb mmg dah tolerate bende nih sejak azali bab perangai yg tak tahan tu...seriously,,,nk muntah again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8309172229162644430?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8309172229162644430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8309172229162644430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8309172229162644430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8309172229162644430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/09/seriously.html' title='Seriously!!!!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-7236138855640502955</id><published>2008-09-19T09:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:04:53.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jinx...</title><content type='html'>Unproductive....unproductive.....unproductive!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sleepy...sleepy...sleepy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inilah yg terjadi bila bende yg sepatutnya jd tp maseh tak jadi setelah 9999 kali mencuba!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have not failed,i've just found 10,000 ways that won't work"&lt;br /&gt;~Thomas A. Edison~&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;a href="http://www.quotedb.com/authors/thomas-edison"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quotedb.com/images/authors/thomas_edison.jpg" alt="Thomas Edison" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quotedb.com/images/clear.gif" height="8" width="1" /&gt;                  &lt;form name="quote"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;                                                                          &lt;span class="text"&gt;"Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up."&lt;br /&gt;~Thomas A. Edison~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not giving up as i know i'm very close to it but then,right now i'm just too sleepy to repeat it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think this lab is having some kind of jinx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-7236138855640502955?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/7236138855640502955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=7236138855640502955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7236138855640502955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7236138855640502955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/09/jinx.html' title='jinx...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-9153889729639510628</id><published>2008-09-14T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:41:40.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perihal blog...</title><content type='html'>Ada beberapa blog yg akan baca everyday tp for some reason yg ntah hape hape,sy tak link blog mereka ke blog saya dan saya akan menyusahkan diri untuk type blog mereka atau pegi baca blog2 tersebut melalui blog org lain.mungkin jugak sbb untuk tidak link adalah kerana saya rasa,kalau sy nk link blog mereka,sy perlu inform mereka dulu dan sy rasa leceh untuk berbuat demikian,itu saja.blog2 ini,sy jumpe dr blog lain dan kebanyakannye sy jumpe dr blog &lt;a href="http://ectopy.blogspot.com/"&gt;miss ectopy&lt;/a&gt;!(saya rasa saya ada sikit persamaan dgn u,ectopy!sbb blog u baca,i pon suka bc gak.not all but ada lah a few).so baru2 ni ada lah this blog yg sy rasa macam jujur dan kerap sy baca.and then tadi sy pegi kt blog yg sy dah lama baca and found out yg crite2 dalam blog sy br baca ni,ceritanye adalah rekaan semata-mata.pemilik blog yg satu ni mmg membongkarkan penipuan ini kaw-kaw,tahniah to u miss M!pemilik blog yg membongkarkan penipuan ini adalah perempuan and pemilik blog yg mereka-reka crite adalah lelaki.so sebenarnye kat sini,siapa yg ada balls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-9153889729639510628?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/9153889729639510628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=9153889729639510628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/9153889729639510628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/9153889729639510628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/09/perihal-blog.html' title='perihal blog...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3806390996932063950</id><published>2008-09-10T09:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:45:57.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A doctor...</title><content type='html'>I don't have any particular topic to blog about but somehow i thought i should update my blog and so  here i am trying to come out with some crap...last weekend had been quite good for me as there was no time wasted.i mean,time was fully utilized...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,i just do not know what i  really want now!!I feel like i am now in two different world.Right now i cannot separate between reality and dream.I was so carried away with that soap opera and thought i am a surgeon now.so now, tell me how pathetic that is!Seriously!!!i am now having difficulties in separating the reality from imaginations i have in my head.am i having some mental disorder?The other day,my mum thought i was having some temporary memory loss because i was sleeping and she woke me up.Then in a very serious face i told her not to disturb me as i'm examining patients by patients.She told me that i looked so pale that time.I wanted to become a doctor long before i start watching this grey's anatomy.Since i was 6-7 years old,every time someone ask me my what is my ambition,the answer had always been doctor and nothing else.I wanted to become a doctor since i was 7!It took me a few years to accept the fact that i am not one and i have to choose some other career.As i mentioned in previous entry,i thought i had get rid of the feeling but looks like it's still in me.Some one told me that if you want some thing so badly,eventually you will get it.I badly,deadly want to be a doctor...so one day will get to be one?&lt;br /&gt;I was to born to be a doctor and not a researcher!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3806390996932063950?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3806390996932063950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3806390996932063950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3806390996932063950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3806390996932063950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/09/doctor.html' title='A doctor...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-2172433372321543039</id><published>2008-09-05T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:41:27.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm tired...</title><content type='html'>Why my labwork still aint giving any results?I've got progress report session next week and i have nothing to present.How great is that huh?!&lt;br /&gt;just don't feel like staying in the any longer.don't even feel like doing labwork anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-2172433372321543039?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/2172433372321543039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=2172433372321543039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/2172433372321543039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/2172433372321543039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-tired.html' title='i&apos;m tired...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-6158000450512720188</id><published>2008-09-02T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:08:53.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good or bad influence?</title><content type='html'>Medicine is still in me.I thought i had get rid of it but looks like I haven't!I believe there's a reason why i didn't get into medicine and at one point i thought knew the answer.but again looks like i don't!At this age is it possible for me to go into medicine?okay,i'm not that old but responsibilities are now starting to ride on my shoulder...i'm not that far from it,it's coming and so I'm now torn between P and M...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so obvious i was influenced by GA huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-6158000450512720188?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/6158000450512720188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=6158000450512720188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6158000450512720188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6158000450512720188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-or-bad-influence.html' title='good or bad influence?'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-4109232185768233006</id><published>2008-09-02T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:23:22.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Psychology....</title><content type='html'>I went to the toilet just  now and  looking myself in the mirror,i thought i look a bit  slimmer.It's only the second day of Ramadhan and the best part is; i have not even started fasting!!psyco huh?!hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-4109232185768233006?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-4326827207292941069</id><published>2008-09-02T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:17:34.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat berpuasa..............</title><content type='html'>Selamat berpuasa to all!arghhh ngantuk gile okkk.melampau punye ngantuk.tp bukan sbb bgn sahur,i sahur kol 7.30 am okk,hehehehe ni sume gara-gara marathon tgk grey's anatomy, hehehehe...season 1 dah khatam,tgh berusaha nk khatam season2 plak.tp tgk cite membuatkan aku miserable,tak tau knape...i'm pathetic!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now tgh nak booking ticket kt air asia nih.i nak migrate!!!!ish duit pon takde,kejadahnye nak migrate.'kejadahnye' adalah satu perkataan yg agak slalu digunakan oleh my other half and i'm impressed ble perkataan2 mcm nih kluar dr mulut die.actually nak book ticket untuk my servant yg telah ala-ala kne sacked.haaa tulah kuang ajaq lg.mulut tu punyelah panjang.gaji dah macam gaji kerani tp keje dgn teruknye siap boleh main politik kotor plak kt umah aku.melaga-lagakan org,huh kan over tuh.siap dia plak bleh bt peraturan die sendiri plak.sabau jelah.padahal kitorang if gi bercuti siap bawak die,siap my parents bg duit blanje lg and my family,my uncle sume if tgh bercerita bleh ajak die duduk dgr skali okkk.tp tak tau nak appreciate kan.nasib la ko...actually permit mati 5/9 nih and tgh uruskan le.lg plak medical die mmg fail and my mom nk tolong le tp pg td die bt perangai so trus laaa tak jadik renew permit die...ok lantak ko lah,malas aku nk serabutkan kpale otak aku.aku nk book ticket ko n nk bt duty rooster untuk umah.jom ler sama2 kte bergotng -royong yeh.haa biasalnye time nih sekor2 baran je memanjang sbb dah kne bt keje,biasak la tuh kan....jgn cube2 nk escape sudah yeh!!!and my cousin2( klau dah perkataan majmuk tuh maknanye bkn sorang la kan...) tak payah la nk jd ma'am kann,sila turun padang.my mum mmg suke jd kan rumah die mcm welfare!if bt perangai mcm org tak kesah,ini bt hotel tak berbayar,sape tak tension.nih my aunty sorang lg plak nk check-in sbb hubby die takdak.aritu tu pon mcm nih gak.hubby die tak de,die dok kt my house and then hubby die dah balik,sepatah haram pon tak cakap kt my parents trus blah mcm tu je and lepas tu tak dtg dah.tp my parents nih baik sgt,dorang bt dunno je so takkan la kitorang plak nk make fuss kan.yg kitorang bengang tuh,die tetibe kerek n sombong plak ngan kitorang.bkn ape,kitorang mmg rapat dgn die sbb dulu time kecik2 dulu die yg jaga kitorang.so kitorang ingat la jugak jasa die kan and die takde anak so ble kadang ble ada org yg mulut jelabas ni ckp ape2,die ckp,die takde anak pon takpe sbb die ada anak2 sedara.tu kitorang la tuh kan.tp ble hubby die ada, die lain skit.&lt;br /&gt;My other half is damn busy.tak tau die ada masa nk bernafas ke tak...ble die busy melamapau,tension gak tp nk bt perangai pon jd lg teruk je sbb die pon tgh tension gle.tp apepon dah slamat bt perangai jugak la..cikit jer...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday ada this makcik nih passed away.during the general election arituh i ala-ala polling agent and hajah nih jd ketua.time tu sihat walafiat je aku tgk die.two months back she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and she passed away yesterday.sbb i knal die,i went to pay her a last respect.cancer nih mmg laaa silent killer.i was thinking waktu i jumpe die tu mesti the cancer cells tgh party sakan in her body tp tulah she had no idea kan time tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohh i passed the exam and i'll be getting my AC soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;tgh hari kang gi drive-thru McD bleh tak?hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-4326827207292941069?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-6592286084768180842</id><published>2008-08-26T18:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:10:09.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...............</title><content type='html'>mood utk ber-blog entah ke mane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-6592286084768180842?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/6592286084768180842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=6592286084768180842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6592286084768180842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6592286084768180842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_26.html' title='...............'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-2329576692672939161</id><published>2008-08-18T12:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:41:51.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did i lost it?</title><content type='html'>Do i still have the heat to melt you down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3221049832498969329</id><published>2008-08-17T13:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:46:45.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I deserves it!</title><content type='html'>~Love needs sacrifice.If you never sacrifice,you know you don't love that person enough!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ever leave me,i deserves it!you have all the good reasons in the world to do so!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3221049832498969329?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-21369854943127358</id><published>2008-08-17T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:47:11.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you,honey...</title><content type='html'>Derek reminds me of you!maybe it's the hair kot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-21369854943127358?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/21369854943127358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=21369854943127358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-2050169012287397650?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/2050169012287397650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=2050169012287397650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/2050169012287397650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/2050169012287397650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/08/abu-ghraib-prisonhe-said.html' title='abu ghraib prison...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-7729164514838444777</id><published>2008-08-14T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:59:19.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lama2,tidak baik untuk kesihatan jantung!</title><content type='html'>td emo gle!skang ok dah kot..emo tak bleh lama2...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-7729164514838444777?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/7729164514838444777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8685901322467209751</id><published>2008-08-14T17:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:56:11.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im just too sick...so sick....*&amp;%$ sick...so please stop it!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't to care but i guess i still care because right now i'm having this funny feeling inside!padahal by right i should get used to it.come on laaa i've been facing bende2 mcm nih dari mula bergaul dgn org luar and mula faham bahasa,meaning mula paham apa yg org kata!so basically dr umur i 4-5 tahun la kot.tp until now masih blum really bleh bt selamba,susah beb.tp org2 nih sume tak penah tau.tambahan zaman kecik2 dulu lg la macam2 tp people don't understand only family jelah yg faham sbb each and everyone of us sure wajib kne.padahal bkn ape pon!i malas nk crite lah tp if pikir balik,mmg sgt tak fair and if ikutkan hati i just want to curse them!mmg tak fair sbbnye i tak penah kacau org2 nih and apalagi menyakitkan hati dorang but why u have to sakitkan hati i sesakit-sakitnya and do u have any idea how does it feels?yeah,u don't know sbb u tak perasan pon yg i terasa or sakit hati or makan hati.how can u sleep at night when ada org yg menangis,hilang self-esteem,hate themself and feel inferior sbb&lt;br /&gt;u?if u tak puas hati or rasa pelik sgt,go and ask GOD lah!it's a very sensitive issue and so i think i shouldn't further comment about this.but to those people nih why can't u be a bit sensitive towards other people's feelings?after all,some of them nih bkn calang2 org kan?bijak pandai,professional,alim,warak,doctor,lawyer,professor,engineer,&lt;br /&gt;cleaner,janitor,driver,ustazah,ustaz,cakap je,sume i dah kne!so why cant u guna kelebihan/kepakaran anda bukan sahaja dalam perkara berkaitan your field je tp untuk create suatu pemikiran yg lebih open.dan before u can do that,please define 'open-minded' appropriately.ramai org yg claim themself open-minded tp adakah mereka btul open-minded?&lt;br /&gt;~some people are too open-minded that their brains fall out!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u don't have to go clubbing,reveal as many flesh,drink,smoke,practice pre-marital sex and etc to become an open-minded person.to me, from the word open-minded tu u dah bleh define it.open your mind to as many thing as possible but not necessarily u have to accept everything.brape ramai yg claim themself open-minded padahal punyelah kuat meng-judge org lain dan kehidupan org lain.brape ramai drp golongan yg so-called open minded ni yg tak bleh terima org yg lain daripada mereka.klau dorang open-minded sgt,then i don't have to through this fucking hell dulu and now,okkk...i think the bottom line is don't be judgmental and of course jgn lah sesekali bias!if anda bias,don't ever call yourself an open-minded person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin u all tak perasan sbb to u all it's nothing but u all do not know what damage u all had caused.why make my life miserable sbb something yg i can never change?yes something yg mmg sama skali tak boleh diubah walau bt ape sekali pon!physical takde hal,bleh ubah punye tp ini mmg tak bleh ubah!so tell me now is this fair?tell me!!!lagi susah nk terima bile org2 ni adalah dari kalangan org2 yg i look up upon.org2 yg i respect akan kepakaran/kelebihan mereka...susah nk terima...sgt susah nk terima!tp takpelah,at least sy tak sakitkan hati org lain...and i still respect them lah sbb walaupon bende ni agak menggangu emosi tp ia still adalah something yg petty!mungkin jugak wpon slalu kne berdepan dgn situasi mcm nih tp GOD IS GREAT!!sbbnye perasaan down/sakit hati tu tak lama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then,sometimes i just feel like migrating!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3326938563478034139</id><published>2008-08-14T09:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T09:49:52.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrisy!!</title><content type='html'>The hardest thing to do is to be yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3326938563478034139?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3326938563478034139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3326938563478034139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3326938563478034139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3326938563478034139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/08/hypocrisy.html' title='Hypocrisy!!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8814515398880490134</id><published>2008-08-11T15:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:47:33.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bila ada terlalu banyak bende nk diperkatakan,entry sy akan jd lebih pendek berbanding biasa...</title><content type='html'>My cousin gave birth to a cute baby boy on 08.08.08!Welcome to the world,boy...&lt;br /&gt;My friend got engaged on the same day.She was so beautiful on that day and I was fooled by my camera.I thought i had transfer all the pictures into my pendrive last night but this morning, i couldn't open the folder!and i'm not sure whether those pictures are still being stored in the memory card or not.sakit hati betoii!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch dark knight yesterday after unsuccessful attempt to watch it last week.The movie was.......do i have to comment?tak payah kan?ada ke org yg rasa crite tu tak best?i nk gi tgk lg skali...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8814515398880490134?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8814515398880490134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8814515398880490134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8814515398880490134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8814515398880490134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/08/bila-ada-terlalu-banyak-bende-nk.html' title='bila ada terlalu banyak bende nk diperkatakan,entry sy akan jd lebih pendek berbanding biasa...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-2184250675701256118</id><published>2008-08-11T09:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:58:03.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm broke...</title><content type='html'>okay here's the situation;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied for the scholarship last November.It was stated in the form that application considered fail if applicant do not receive any feedback after 3 months from the closing date.The closing date was 30th November.&lt;br /&gt;Until February,I still haven't receive any feedback and and had called them.I was told that they had not process the applications as their system got hacked&lt;br /&gt;I was called to attend the interview on April&lt;br /&gt;On june i got the offer letter&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to sign an agreement before they can bank in the money but until now they have not send it&lt;br /&gt;I called them up this morning and was told that they have not start sending the agreement and....that will take another 2 weeks..ok lahh kan...guess what?the money will be banked in 3 months after signing the agreement!so now tell me how *&amp;amp;^%$$%^^&amp;amp;***&amp;amp; that is!!!!don't they know that i'm a pauper already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my motivational level is so low that it's touching the ground but it's not all because of the money...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-2184250675701256118?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3694672786371912769</id><published>2008-08-06T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T16:51:11.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a small cyberworld huh?!</title><content type='html'>Saya merasakan bahawa saya tiada life!&lt;br /&gt;actually cyberworld nih pon takde la besar mane pon kan?.ble sy blog hopping,sy jumpe byk interesting blogs (wpon blog2 ini tak di-link ke blog sy,tp sy bc blog mereka everyday)and bc punye bc,rupenye mereka berkawan dgn org yg kenal.sy kenal ramai org,tp sekadar kenal jelah.nk kata kwn2 tu tak adelah kan.I'm a boring person that ble sy kluar/jumpe/ckp/terserempak/etc sesetengah so called kenalan sy nih,sy bleh bleh nampak sinar kebosanan di muka mereka.sy tahu sy kaku dan membosanakan tp apa bleh sy bt?ini diri sy,kalau saya ubah pon ia hanya akan nampak sgt fake and pretentious.tp org2 yg tunjuk sinar kebosanan nih adalah org yg sy admire gaya hidup/cara pembawakan diri mereka...sy cuba jugak bt2 cool,atau weird atau smart atau hilarious atau peramah atau funny tp terasa macam ada pisau kt tepi leher,sgt tak selesa,sgt kaku dan so not me. mungkin penyelesaian terbaik adalah utk jd diri sendiri,tetapi itu bermakna,sy knelah jd kera sumbang!SV juga tunjuk sinar tersebut,hah kan susah tu?jd apakah penyelesaiannye?berubah pon tak selesa dan jd diri sendiri pon seksa sbb i will keep on criticizing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok berbalik kpd statement di atas tu,sy rasa sy takde life sbb;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sy tak duduk kt starbucks/dome/coffee bean,bli secawan kopi,snap some photos and masukkan dlm friendster/facebook/etc.bila sy terasa nk minum,sy bli tp bkn everyday/week.once in a blue moon je i would say.sy maseh rasa secawan starbucks daily is too expensive for my lifestyle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ble sy tgk baju/sale sy tidaklah teruja mane untuk bli.bleh dikatakan sy,tak reti shopping.sy hanye pegi shopping complex untuk makan/bli toiletries/watch movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sy tak ramai kawan and sy takde  my own circle of friends.takde,mmg takde.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sy tak kluar dating dgn my other half slalu.jln2,mcm couple lain.he's too busy i pon susah nk kluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;setiap hari sy bgn pagi pegi lab and ptg/mlm balik umah dr lab,mkn &amp;amp; tgk tv kejap and then tido.most of the time,tak tgk tv pon tido je sbb too tired.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;weekend,if tak pegi lab,dok umah tgk tv,masak,or kadang2 pegi ou/curve with my siblings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sy sgt susah nk biasakan diri dgn org yg sy br kenal or tak rapat.sy lebih suka tarik diri je if tak kenal/tak selesa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;point2 ini boleh membantu anda menjawab soalan &lt;a href="http://missshalife.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am.html"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://missshalife.blogspot.com/2008/07/pegi-baca-blog-dalie-td-and-die-telah.html"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt; pula adalah bukti my attempt untuk jd an interesting person tp berjaya ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one point,sy hanye tidak kisah pasal hal2 remeh ini.tak lama dulu,dlm bulan lepas.i was happy with myself and my life had improved.sy mahu tidak kesah semula.sy rasa perasaan ini semacam suatu petanda buruk!sbb dulu2 waktu sy messed up dulu,perasaan inilah yg menjadi pendorongnye.inferiority can ruin your life,trust me!it once ruined mine...and it's haunting me again.&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to feel inferior ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear miss INFERIORITY,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you anymore!i had live with you for too long.I dedicated my life to you but what have you done to me in return?You ruined my life!I was silly to let you control my life.You fooled me into thinking that you are like 'miss down to earth'.you erased the feeling of thankful and grateful from my heart and you even refrained me from being happy and content with myself.it's time to get rid of you!i let you in and so now,i'm going to kick ur ass out of my life!so long miss inferiority!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about controlling my life,u pon sama jugak miss fucking superstitious!!get the hell out of my life!!!&lt;br /&gt; alangkah nikmatnye if kte bleh get rid of feelings cara mcm ni.maki and halau them keluar.&lt;br /&gt;masalahnye depa ni bukannye paham bahasa,kata tak skolah kan?the feelings will be there,it will always and forever be in me and with me.so all i can do is to never let these feelings to penetrate my mind and influence me...i have to be more firm with myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being fickle minded here.one minute not ok and in the next pargraph ok and start to motivate diri sendiri.i'm just using this blog as a medium for me to rectify my problems and next  find solutions for it.sometimes it works quite well,u know.i guess when everything is being jumbled up in our mind,it's difficult for us to see the clearer picture.just like emptying your fat full pencil case on your table when you are trying to find a dead ant yg tersesat in it.paham tak?sometimes the things yg we make so much fuss tu actually,alahai kecik sgt and not that significant.so what if there's a dead ant in your pencil case,rite?i pon tak paham sgt apa cuba nk sampaikan nih.tulah dah tau tak reti,lg nk guna metaphore.hopefully next time i baca my entry nih i dapatle the message i'm trying to convey here,now...so if miss inferior or miss superstitious ever pays a visit,i can read this entry and i kick them out!amacam ok tak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3694672786371912769?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3694672786371912769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3694672786371912769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3694672786371912769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3694672786371912769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-small-cyberworld-huh.html' title='what a small cyberworld huh?!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-7615471785294422783</id><published>2008-08-05T15:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:09:52.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting harder and harder to breathe!</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine asked me a question that actually made my heart to stop beating for a few minutes.She asked me about that &amp;amp;*^+%$#@##$%$%^ someone from the past.Yeah that someone who make my life miserable!He is just a proof my of silliness!It took me sometime before i can recall what had happened in the past.I actually made a few attempts to write an entry about him but i just can't publish it.After that few attempts,i had decided that his character will never be mentioned in my blog until just now!I guess it's because the phobia is still in me.How can i not be phobia to someone who actually stalked on me,threatened me,fooled me,psycho me,tarnished my image/name?He had done a lot of damage to me but it was all because of my silliness.Yes,that's how i want to put it,i don't want to blame anyone but i must admit he was a nightmare.It feels like being stabbed,i dunno...my chest is just so painful and it is so difficult to breathe now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-7615471785294422783?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/7615471785294422783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=7615471785294422783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7615471785294422783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/7615471785294422783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-getting-harder-and-harder-to.html' title='It&apos;s getting harder and harder to breathe!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-6348308896273840548</id><published>2008-08-01T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:52:32.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings...</title><content type='html'>Please give me back my I-Don't-Give-A-Fucking-Damn-Shyte feeling!Oh I desperately need it now for there are too many petty issues bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent 'pedas mcm cili padi' sms to my other half last night but until now he have not reacted to it.and this is driving me up the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-6348308896273840548?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/6348308896273840548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=6348308896273840548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6348308896273840548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/6348308896273840548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/08/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3475978436832485151</id><published>2008-07-30T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:47:22.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High cal ice cream...</title><content type='html'>I think the proposal defending session ended quite well for me.Well here doesn't mean perfect.They commented on my problem statement and I deserves it.The panels wasn't that wicked lah,maybe because this just a preliminary thingy.wait until viva voce,ahhhaaaa i'm pretty sure it going to be very challenging!I guess that time all the panels with have evil horns on their heads...I like the way i handle myself before and during the presentation as i managed to stay cool all the way!no butterflies chasing one another in the stomach,wet palms,trembled voice and of course the 250beats/s heartbeats.so i deserve an applause huh!ohhh since i'm fasting today maybe i should treat myself with jeng jeng jeng...no!no!no!i'm on diet ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3475978436832485151?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3475978436832485151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3475978436832485151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3475978436832485151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3475978436832485151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/high-cal-ice-cream.html' title='High cal ice cream...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3829474867158170302</id><published>2008-07-29T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:15:15.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketagih...</title><content type='html'>I am so addicted to Grey's anatomy!&lt;br /&gt;but this addiction leaves me with an unpleasant feeling.I want to be in the story,which is obviously impossible!I'm not even a doctor and of course if I were to lead that kind of life, there's gonna be a border to cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow...tomorrow...i don't feel right because i'm not worried.haiyee what's wrong with me being cool and calm now,rite?I mean one day before the presentation!hope i will remain calm until tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3829474867158170302?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3829474867158170302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3829474867158170302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3829474867158170302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3829474867158170302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/ketagih.html' title='Ketagih...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5889135098270964275</id><published>2008-07-28T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T17:01:29.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>and ohh ma had submitted my xx form and i will be sitting for the exam this august.hehehehehe.i'm on my way to become a ........InyaALLAH...pls god,ALLAH,my lord do bless me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5889135098270964275?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5889135098270964275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5889135098270964275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5889135098270964275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5889135098270964275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-384617052023742170</id><published>2008-07-28T16:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T17:00:56.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dangerous feeling...</title><content type='html'>People around me (in the lab only) are all stressed out as they think that are not being productive lately.one of them were too stressed out last saturday that she had sms-ed me.I offered her some some encouraging words and she told me she felt better after sms-ing moi.I told her,it's a good thing that we are worried and stressed out for not being productive enough for that will make us realize that we are not working hard enough.This will then lead us to do something about it and so we will not be permanently unproductive!A counselor I am now huh!I am now worried because I'm not worried like them.well,to say that I'm productive,hmmmm i don't think so!but right now i'm just not worried.I just don't give a damn!yeah that's the word.DON'T GIVE A DAMN!!!am i giving up or i'm just taking things easy?i'm also not worried/nervous about the proposal defending thingy.is this a good thing or i'm on my way to failure?cutting open my heart now to have a peek inside...well you know what i can see?A big sign board..let me zoom in to read it...it says...I DON'T GIVE A FUCKING DAMN SHYTE!!!!and so,whatever lahhhhhh....but i like this feeling!it makes me want to dance on the roof of my car...haih this feeling is dangerous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-384617052023742170?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/384617052023742170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=384617052023742170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/384617052023742170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/384617052023742170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/dangerous-feeling.html' title='dangerous feeling...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5139641950843676981</id><published>2008-07-25T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:29:30.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rasa nak....</title><content type='html'>Lab is very congested now with 9 undergraduate students doing their final year project.dulu i  tak amik port sgt pasal dorang nih,yelah i pon kire br time tu.tp now dorang mula dah dtg mengacau i.bukan tak nak tlg tp mengada2,menyampah aku!dorang dahla satu haram ape pon tak tau ape nk bt pastu bleh nk mcm bagus plak.yg sorang tu tak puas hati sbb byk bende die tak payah bt sbb guna yg aku punye je and sorang lg menyalahkan aku sbb die salah order xxxx.aku rase nk lempang sekor2 pastu humban keluar tingkap.aku tgh tension ngan hal labwork aku and ko plak dahle kacau aku pastu  pastu siap bleh ckp aku punye pasal ko silap order.SV pon satu,tak explain btul2 pastu biar depa tawaf pusing2 lab tanpa  halatuju!dahla panggil aku kakak xxxx(nama  project aku).blah laaa korang.ak koser aku kusutkan kpale hotak aku pasal korang.so next time korang datang lg,jgn harapla aku nk tolong yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form xx aku tak hantor2 lg.blenye nk sit for the exam weh?padahal aku dah ada client okkk.br td Pn Jxx sms aku tanye pasal hal xx aku.sbb die kata die dah janji ngan aku so die nk xxxx kt aku ler.tension okkkk.mau dekat setahun dah bertangguh!!&lt;br /&gt;next week nk defend proposal and i will be first to present.My name start with S laaa,y first?dahlaa ##$%^&amp;amp; $%%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp; ^&amp;amp;*()(*&amp;amp;&amp;amp;^.ok ok ok malas nk kutuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasa mcm nk tengking kuat2 and then cekik orang laaaa tp tak tau nk bt kt  sape...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5139641950843676981?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5139641950843676981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5139641950843676981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5139641950843676981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5139641950843676981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/rasa-nak.html' title='rasa nak....'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8875816043414278675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8875816043414278675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am.html' title='I am...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-899466372818438285</id><published>2008-07-18T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:52:10.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to judge or not to judge...?</title><content type='html'>Why i do not want reveal my identity here and do not want those who know me to find out about this blog?The reason is mainly because I do not want any of the character mentioned in this blog to be judged!That's all.Well,kalau perasan,ada beberapa or mungkin satu character yg di-mention dlm blog ini dalam bentuk yg agak negatif!tp sentiasa ingat,jgn buat any conclusion berdasarkan kenyataan perempuan yg sedang marah!I have always wanted to delete certain entries every time i read my blog as i thought i'm exaggerating.But if delete,then what's the point of having a blog,rite?so ble org yg kenal i baca my exaggerations,they may tend to judge the person that being described in this blog and i will not be happy with that.Well i would say that all the characters mentioned,are those whom i love dearly.Those are the important person in my life and thats the reason why their reaction/acts/behavior really affects me emotionally.maybe except for the comm of of oaths,my interviewer,clerk dean/treasury office and etc  la kannn.&lt;br /&gt;And of course i myself do not want to be judged too!Maybe the identity i created here is not myself.Well, me being a fickle minded person,my style of writing might change depending on my mood and some other external influences such as some other blogs.And this is the reason why i just could not understand how some people can go to some blogs and make nasty comments to the blog owners.How can you judge a person by his/her blog?you hardly know them.Well even if you know that person,you don't have the right to judge that person esp bout his/her personal stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my labmate was searching for my blog.She caught a glimpse of my blog and the moment i realize that i quickly closed it.And now she's tracking down my blog.hehehehe will you succeed Wxxxx?we'll see bout that.&lt;br /&gt;So if any of you who know me happen to find this blog,satu je nk pesan...if you want to judge me,go ahead but just don't judge any of the person mentioned here.that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok now i think i'm exaggerating again.dalam blog nih takde laaa ape sgt kan?tak de laaa sampai rahsia bilik tidur and stuff like sume kan?kan?kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-899466372818438285?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/899466372818438285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=899466372818438285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/899466372818438285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/899466372818438285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-judge-or-not-to-judge.html' title='to judge or not to judge...?'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8094747155293508489</id><published>2008-07-14T17:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:32:49.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buang baju and tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pegi baca blog &lt;a href="http://crookedlittlemind.blogspot.com/"&gt;dalie&lt;/a&gt; td and die telah tag saya.yelah asyik tak hapdate je kann...tp kalau tak malas,takde la miss sha namanye kannn.sifat malas tu dah sebati sgt dalam diri.haih..tp weekend br nih not bad laaa..sy sungguh berbangga dgn weekend sy yg lepas!ahahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;”i'm sorry XXX &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(no,not my mama,i love my mama,ok!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never meant to hurt you i never meant to make you cry&lt;br /&gt;but tonight i'm cleaning out my closet&lt;br /&gt;one more time!”&lt;br /&gt;yea bebeh!!!sy sudah sucikan closet sy yg penuh dgn baju2 yg sy tak pakai.buat menyemak closet aku jer.bersih sampai mmg dah nak kosong.bijak tak?sampai takde bende nk pakai.bijak tak anak mak?hehehehe.sy nk tukar image,chewahhhh.baju2 tu ada je yg elok and muat dan sudah tentu chantekkk &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ye ke?) &lt;/span&gt;tp sesetengah baju mengingatkan I kpd bende yg sy tak mahu ingat and so i tak pakai baju2 tuh.haruslah i buang laaa kannn.FYI i'm a very superstitious person.sooooo superstitious sampai mampu bt bende2 yg diluar batas2 normal!nk crite?takkkk payahhhh,i pon malu nk recall okkkk.ok back tu rombakan kabinet sy,xx telah dilucutkan jawatannya.hehehe takdelah.my mom bukak my closet die tanye lepas nih nk pki ape?sy kata nnt sy shopping.yelah sy kne laaa start tukar image,dah nk jd jutawan la katakan.knape tak percaya ke?well kanak2 sekalian,peribahasa melayu ada mengatakan alaaa cemane ekkk?lebih kurang gini laa; br dgr guruh di langit,air tempayan sudah dicurahkan.aku bkn takat air tempayan,dgn tempoyak dlm peti sejuk tu pon aku dah buang.i ingat nk masuk UT!blum masuk,baju semua dah buang,okkk takkk?well,i ikut peribahsa omputih nih,if we don't dream,we have nothing to look forward and to work towards.tp smalam aku dah pegi shopping skit kt OU&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(kak D,sy mmg slalu ditakdirkan utk ke OU jerk)&lt;/span&gt;.bli baju and kasut!sgt sronok sbb dpt kasut yg kilat2 tuh.yelah i ni bkn senang nk dapat kasut.I saiz UK okkk.9&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yehhh.haaa kaki anak gajah comeii skit.Well, this make me wanna curse my European blood!!darn you bloody blood!okkk enough with my buang baju story.lets move on to the tag.here it goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. nama-nama timangan oleh org tersayang&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;mak/bapak/kakak/mck/pck/ahli      keluarga lain yg lebih tua;ADIK, ok apa maksudnye?dipanggil 'adik' wpon      bkn yg bongsu...yeee anda tahu jawapannyekan?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;my other half; ape lg?dah die      syg aku &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(confident je die syg,&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;?)&lt;/span&gt;,panggil      SAYANG ler.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;SV/kawan/org2 lain di lab ni;      SHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;kawan di U dulu; 3 huruf akhir nama panjang i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;kawan2 skolah dulu;nama betul      aku yg sedap, suci,manis,wangi,harum lg merdu...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. anda seorang yang...........&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;pemalas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;kuat tido,dirumah sy mmg      terkenal sbg seorg yg kuat tido.tgh drive pon bleh tido,huish bahaye      tuh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;suka berangan,insiden buang      baju di atas,adalah salah satu boktinye!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;menurut kakak i,gila      kuasa,hahahaha tp kt umah je kott&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;suka memasak ikut imiginasi      sendiri(tp bukan imiginasi xxx yeh,yg tu i tak bt time nk masak),sunday      morning sy telah masak 'breakfast casserole' and 'celery,carrot n mushroom      soup' yg sedappp nk mamposss.tak percaye?tanye makbapak,kakak,adik,mck n      cousin kiteee &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;anti social&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;ingin mengubah dunia?itu die      kottt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; 3. insan teristimewa.describe apa yg membuatkan die terlalu istimewa di mata anda.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;very the ambitious that      sometimes i'm just afraid that he's too ambitious for moi!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;tolerated my      nonsense,silly,unacceptable,moronic,satanic,&amp;amp;**%%##$%* mistake...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;very hardworking,yeah in      average, he sleeps bout 3-4 hours a day (and i on the other hand,only      awake for 3-4 hrs a day ehehehe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;always has solutions for most      or almost all of my problems&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I think he’s like &lt;i style=""&gt;Taq&lt;/i&gt; polymerase!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;dahhh tak bleh puji manyak2      kang naik kpale!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. makanan favourite anda&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;boleh dikatakan semua kecuali      yg tak halal la kan.dah ohhh makanan2 yg tak masak tu mcm makanan jepon tu      semua and also seaweed!so no sushi for moi!tempura okkk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"New Kids On The block,had a bunch of hit&lt;br /&gt;Chinese food makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;And I think it's fly when girls stop by for the summer,for the summer&lt;br /&gt;I like girls that wear Abercrombie and Fitch,&lt;br /&gt;I'd take her if I had one wish,&lt;br /&gt;But she's been gone since that summer..&lt;br /&gt;Since that summer..."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Well itu cuma lagu latar      yeh.so enjoy!!!!oh yaaaa  i loveee chinese food!chinese food makes me      fattttt!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Puey teow &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(read;kuey      teow)&lt;/span&gt;...kung fu,char,soup,ladna,bandung,jakarta,medan,dan paling sukeee      ialah cantonese kuey teow.so apa beza ladna,cantonese and kung fu?kuah die      sume sama likat kan?nk tau ape bezanye?tang TELOQ tu!kung fu-berbalut telur,ladna-takde      telur &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pondan!)&lt;/span&gt;,cantonese-telur dlm gravy die.jelas?ada soalan bleh      kemukan ke errr,sila google sendiri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;mashed potato....eeeii      suke..esp yg kat Dave's deli zaman dolu2.skang depa pki yg maggie tuh.bleh      laaa tp tak se-best yg dolu tu!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;minuman tak nak tau?just in      case ada yg tau,aku bgtau ahhh...apple juice yg dgn label no sugar added      kt botol die tuh.sukeee sgt.tp makcik i kata rasa mcm kencing kuda,lupe      plak nk tanye ble die minum kencing kuda.time die ckp tuh die blom      kawen,harap maklum!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. favourite color&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;sume yg kenal i pasti      tau...ape jawapannye? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sambil letak tgn kt telinga)&lt;/span&gt;...yea bebeh      BLACK.gaya,mutu,keunggulan!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. favourite song&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;gilo ko, nk letak sume?skang      nih sgt suke I'm yours by jason Mraz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;tp biasalah all time favorite      would be;AZAN,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poyo!&lt;/span&gt;tp ni mmg tak tipu,suke dgr yg taubat      tuh..."tuhanku aku tidak layak untuk syurgaMU tetapi tidak pula aku      sanggup menanggung seksa nerakaMU..."how true!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. sikap yg membuatkan anda stress&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;ble      aku cakap bt tak dgr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;sikap      MALAS diri sendiri mmg sgt meng-stress &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;      sy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;byk      lg,crite kang tak pasal2 aku stress kt sini&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;actually sikap diri sy sendiri lebih banyak meng-stress kan sy!basically sy slalu stress sbb tanggapan/sangkaan yg sy bt dlm kpale hotak sy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. 3 bende yg mesti ade dalam handbag anda...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;wallet ler&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;buku doa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;compact powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. kali terakhir anda menangis beriya-iya..kenapa??&lt;br /&gt;few weeks ago...my cousin passed away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. tag 6 rakan anda&lt;br /&gt;sume dah kne tag so rasenye takde maknenye aku nk tag sesiapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEKIAN...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8094747155293508489?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8094747155293508489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8094747155293508489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8094747155293508489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8094747155293508489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/pegi-baca-blog-dalie-td-and-die-telah.html' title='Buang baju and tag'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5023909915424788036</id><published>2008-07-07T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:36:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r7rtyerytyry</title><content type='html'>Such a boring weekend i had!went to OU on saturday with the intention to buy some clothes but ended up just eating and watching movie.My cousin just got his car and so haruslah die bwk kitorang jalan2 kan...so tu yg gi OU tuh.We wanted to watch get smart but it was full so we watched nanny's diary instead.oklaaaa..takde laaa best mane n not that bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;Every friday i'll be very excited because of the weekend but my weekend always end up with ordinary boring weekend.I'll be planning to do lots of stuff for the weekend during the weekdays but when time comes i'll be a slothful couch potato!believe it or not, now i am already looking forward to the next weekend,hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite some time since i last fast&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (and why this sentence sounds funny eh?) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and today i'm fasting.Now i'm feeeling so sleeepy and hungry...boleh tak?oooi pose banyak nk ganti nih...mane tak byk,waktu bulan pose aritu miss red spot melawat dua kali boleh tak?semenjak dua menjak nih miss red spot punye schedule dah haywire,tak tau knape.risau gak,al maklumlah i penah jatuh yg teruk gak sampai pinggang nih la ni pon sakit lg.padahal jatuhnye dah 3 tahun.gara2 derma darah punye pasal le nih.eei nk balik ceat laa arini.dok kt lab lame2 pon,keje mcm #$%^^&amp;amp;**&amp;amp; jugak.tp if ponteng tu mmg cr maut la kan.br td sume kne warning,tak bleh breakfast after 8.30am...eieiiii bibjgiojgigionbngntjgntjrlfmmmrgngjbnh bmhgjfri gtrotoij mbntigtriwg&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (sorry,ini bahasa german!aku je paham)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5023909915424788036?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5023909915424788036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5023909915424788036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5023909915424788036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5023909915424788036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/r7rtyerytyry.html' title='r7rtyerytyry'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3472871022241372149</id><published>2008-07-02T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:39:30.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tazkirah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saya tidak memiliki sesiapa dan saya tidak dimiliki oleh sesiapa&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saya milik-NYA &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dunia ini sendiri adalah satu pinjaman jadi segala-gala yang ada di dalamnya juga adalah pinjaman&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tubuh badan saya bukan milik saya&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ilmu yg saya ada bukan milik saya&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ibubapa dan ahli keluarga saya bukan milik saya&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Harta saya bukan milik saya&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Semuanya adalah pinjaman&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kesemuanya adalah pinjaman –pinjaman yang bukan milik saya dan oleh itu saya perlu menjaga kesemua pinjaman ini dengan baik sebab suatu hari nanti pemiliknya akan menuntut semula pinjaman-pinjaman ini &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jadi tidak perlu bersedih apabila pinjaman-pinjaman ini dituntut semula &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tidak ada yang hebat tentang diri saya dan oleh itu tidak ada apa yang boleh dibanggakan atau disombongkan&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tubuh saya hanyalah pakaian bagi roh saya yang suatu hari nanti hanya menjadi makanan cacing di dalam tanah&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I drafted this thing a few days after my cousin passed away. it was from the bottom of my heart,dat time&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and ble baca balik now,rasa mcm ntah leee,poyo?)&lt;/span&gt;!tp tulah keinsafan/kesedaran manusia macam kopi panas.lepas a few minutes tinggal atas meja tu,sejuk le die.tetapi tak dinafikan kematian memang menginsafkan tp nak kekalkan keinsafan tu,susah!sampai kadang2 rasa nk mati waktu tgh insaf tu sbb tau keinsafan tu tak lama...harap2 nyawa sy dicabut dalam keadaan sy beriman.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;dan menjadi lumrah,walau sayang macam mane pon kita kt seseorang tu,ble org tu meninggal,sedih kte tak akan lama,tak akan untuk seumur hidup!life goes on...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;ble kte redha dan sedar status kte sbg hamba and dunia ni tak kekal,hati pon rasa tenang sbb mcm tak koser nk tension2 pasal labwork laa,income/duit,masalah/kerenah family &amp;amp;bf and etc.dan juga tak risau melebih pasal future laa whether marriage nnt will work or tak or bf tukar jd monster lepas tukar jd husband and etc and oohhh tak takot melebih ble kne present ke ape...and of course tak rasa diri ini loser sbb tak dpt jadik doctor!tapi tulah,dapat rasa bende tu kejap je and bile that feeling hilang,tak tau nk dapat balik dr mana...sigh...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3472871022241372149?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3472871022241372149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3472871022241372149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3472871022241372149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3472871022241372149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/07/saya-tidak-memiliki-sesiapa-dan-saya.html' title='Tazkirah?'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8427147121538865447</id><published>2008-06-30T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:34:43.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry baby...</title><content type='html'>I think now i'm too dependent!However I don't really depend on everyone but only to some people,yeah that one PERSON!I think i said this before,i used to be very independent,at least the most independent one among my siblings.but look at me now,a clerk in the treasury/dean office can cause me to shed tears.such a cry baby i am!!!gediks okkkk,eeeiiiyuuu soooo not me but unfortunately that's the new me.Should i blame him?hehehehehe...not only that,now i can no longer eat or go anywhere alone.Well,not that i can't but it's just that I no longer feel comfortable walking/eating alone like last time that I always need someone to accompany me.Last time i used to go jalan2 alone.I went to KLCC or midvalley alone and I can jln2 for few hours!&lt;br /&gt;When i become a wife &amp;amp; mother,i do not want to be the manja kind of  woman who  rely too much on the husband.but of course  not too independent that the husband become dependent and can't make any decision.Well,knowing him&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (assuming that i marry him,not assuming but praying that i will marry him!)&lt;/span&gt;,he's definitely not the dependent type of person that  sometimes I think he has the tendency to be the domineering type.and guess what,that was my mom's first impression of him!If i continue to be like this,when i get married,I think  I will have no say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8427147121538865447?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8751295005639300528</id><published>2008-06-25T11:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:45:05.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick one...</title><content type='html'>kalau la blog ni maseh kekal sampai aku ada cucu,SUMPAH aku tak bagitau dorang kewujudan blog nih.mesti dorang kata nenek dorang nih harap muka je comel tp sgt membosankan hahahahaha.banyak jugak bende nk dicrite tp tak tau mcm mane nk narrate it in a interesting way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeee...saya berjaya dapat scholarship ittew!!!!!hehehehehe...interviewer2 sy tu patut rasa lega sbb if sy tak dapat,sy mmg dah rancang nk black mail diaorang,HAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah lebih seminggu my cousin pulang ke rahmatullah...sedih maseh terasa especially ble tgk mak die tp at the same time kebencian mula terbentuk.meluat plak aku tgk abg2 ipaq die!aku tertipu dgn tangisan tak bleh blah dorang pd hari die meninggal tu.campor insurans,SOCSO,rumah and etc,arwah my cousin,mak bapak die dapatla dlm half a million!so dah bleh nampak symbol $ kt mata abg2 ipar die.my uncle pon rasanye sama gak.yg lg best,abg ipar die punye abg turut sama dlm operasi sapu-menyapu...dorang nih tak penah nampak duit ke?br banyak tu,dah tak senang duduk..takdelaaa aku kata aku nmpk duit byk tp cara dorang tu mcm tak penah nmpk duit.mmg tak penah pon kot...ok...ok...lantak korang laaa esok kt sane jawab la yehhh...slamat berjaya!&lt;br /&gt;aku plak terpikir,if aku yg pegi,hutang PTPTN jelah yg aku tinggal sebagai pusaka bt mak bapak aku!manala aku ni ada gheta,satu haram pon takde.cousin aku tu,SPM je tp tgk la skang mak bapak die hidup senang wpon die dah takde.itulah rezeki..tak semestinye yg blajo tinggi je berjaya..tp aku pon tak penah pandang rendah kt org tak blajo tinggi,aku pon bknnnye pandai.klau pandai,dah lame aku jadik doctor!!!lgsatu, jiran aku tuh dulu katanye jual paper je skang nih,punyela masyukk...rumah dia besar sampai dalam siap ada taman.nasib baik die tak beli satu deret rumah nih,klau tak aku ngan family kne pindah dok bawah jembatan ler...(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eh tp die sape soka2 hati nk bli satu deret kan?byk cantek nk suh aku ngan family dok bawah jambatan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tukar tajuk skittt...aku kan mmg la tak koser dgn bdk2 laki xxxi...semuanye spoiled brats!harap mak bapak je kaya and dorang tau nk berlagak je...klau suruh bt duit sendiri bleh ke?so jgn nk berlagak 24 jam yehh...mmg dorang pandai,score bt medic,engineering sume tp aku rasa tang bt duit tu,dorang tak brape nk kreatif.and aku tgk,wpon dah ada anak,still dok melepak kt Jxxxxa lg sambil rasa diri tu bagus sgt...aku tgk korang geli okkkk...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(apasal aku tetibe emo ngan bdk2 xxxi plak nih?teringat zaman skolah barangkali...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eje lab aku mcm x%$&amp;amp;&amp;amp;*% jugak lagik...tp tak mau tension ah...life is short...jd takkan laaaa nk sedih je memanjang.mane la tau esok sudah tiada..chewahhhh...babai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8751295005639300528?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8751295005639300528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8751295005639300528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8751295005639300528'/><link rel='self' 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not worthy to fill it with hatred,grudge,anger,jealousy and other negative feelings.Yesterday is history which will never come back,tomorrow is still not ours and full of uncertainties.Today is reality and this is life!so live today to the fullest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5770567447256064194?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5770567447256064194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5770567447256064194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5770567447256064194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5770567447256064194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-is-short.html' title='Life is short...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-166103853632381409</id><published>2008-06-09T11:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:36:21.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreigners...</title><content type='html'>Saya rasa xxxi mcm dah tak selamat mcm dulu.banyak sgt kes2 jenayah yg berlaku kt kawasan perumahan sy nih.1-2 bulan lepas seorang lelaki ditetak tgnnye oleh seorang lelaki indon dan kereta BMW 5 series die dilarikan dan tempat kejadian hanye beberapa langkah dr rumah sy.Then after that,seorang pembantu rumah dibunuh di rumah majikannya dan dipercayai dibunuh oleh bf nye sbb jealous.then my tuition teacher zaman skolah dulu kne rompak dan perompak tu siap letak parang kt leher die dan ini berlaku pg dalam pukul lapan.husband cikgu sy tu bekas pegawai polis dan rasanye dulu berjawatan tinggi la jugak sbb die ber-title dato'.rumahnye cikgu sy tu pula betul2 dihadapan main road yeh!dan terbaru semalam!tgh hari smalam kitorang menyaksikan aksi 3 org pegawai polis bersaiz org lidi&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sedang mengejar seorang lelaki yg saiz badannye 3x ganda lebih besar dr mereka.sebijik mcm dalam drama gerak khas sampai sy ingat itu lakonan.tak tau knape tp nampak mcm berlakon.lelaki yg dikejar tu mmg berpakaian kemas dgn sluar tiga suku,t-shirt,cap dan kasut adidas!tgk gaya mmg tak percaya die cuba merompak sebuah rumah yg sederet dgn rumah sy!setelah jenuh kejar,polis2 tu pn dapat tangkap die tp disebabkan badan die mcm bapak gajah,die tolak polis2 tuh and lari lg.tp lepas tu polis2 dapat tangkap jugak le sbb die dah pancit kott.ble dpt tu,polis tu gari and blasah le die bak kata my cousin,mcm mak2 yg pukul anak die sbb kne tangkap basah.u know,yg pukul kt blakang tu,sambil menangis tuh &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(tp polis2 tu takde la menangis kann...)&lt;/span&gt;.rupe perompak tu macam arab but actually he's a Peruvian!Actually there were 4 of them,3 men and a woman.The woman and one of the men were caught but the other two escaped.Maybe they're still somewhere in the neighborhood,scary eh!bayangkan betape beraninye depa nih,cuba merompak pd waktu tgh hari pada hari ahad!it seems that dorang nih masuk sini dgn student visa.ini trend skang,masuk sini dgn student visa tp bkn pegi blajar tp bt macam2 jenayah!&lt;br /&gt;Sy rasa negara kte nih dah byk sgt foreigners sampai kte dah sampai satu tahap di mana bila kte pegi sesetengah tempat tu,kte yg malaysian nih,dah terasa mcm pendatang!cthnye,chow kit &amp;amp; kg kayu ara yg padat dgn indon dan dorang dah jadikan tempat tu sbg dorang punye kawasan.dgn bestnye meniaga mcm2 kt situ.dr gerai makanan tepi2 jalan hinggalah kedai2 runcit besar yg supply barang untuk restoran2 besar milik malaysian!cuba pegi kt chow kit tu and pegi kira brape org malaysia yg meniaga dan berapa ramai org indon yg meniaga!peniaga2 malaysia nih dgn kne bayar sewa,lesen,cukai dan lain2 lg tp indon2 nih hanye perlu meja,dan bahan mentah untuk masak,untuk membolehkan dorang meniaga dan dapat pendapatan yg sama dgn peniaga2 sah yg lain!dan lg best,dorang akan simpan duit dorang tu sume dan bulat2 hantor ke negara dorang!dorang tak perlu kluar duit yg banyak untuk perbelanjaan hidup kt sini sbb biasanye baju,pinggan mangkuk &amp;amp; bende2 lain biasanya dorang dapat dr geng2 dorang yg keje sbg pembantu rumah di mana majikan mereka yg murah hati sedekahkan kt dorang brg2 yg dah tak pakai.jd jgn terkejut klau dorang punye pinggan,baju hape sume mmg yg jenis branded yeh.yelah klau dah keje kt umah tan sri or dato' kan!tak salah sedekah,itu bkn point saya tp ape yg sy nk cakap kt sini,rakyat kte sendiri byk hidup merempat sedangkan para2 pendatang yg dgn &amp;amp; tanpa izin hidup bermewah-mewahan.bg yg keje kt sektor pembinaan ni plak,mereka akan keje dulu dgn majikan dorang dalam suatu jangka masa tertentu untuk mendapatkan kemahiran,and then dorang akan bukak perniagaan sendiri dimana mereka amik upah renovate rumah ke apa.tak dinafikan hasil kerje dorang mmg elok tp harganye murah drp bt renovation ngan tokeh cina.so sape taknak kan?tgk betape bijaknye dorang menggunakan semua peluang yg ada.tak salah jika dorang dtg sini kerja keras dan hidup senang,masalahnye ialah dorang ni meniaga secara haram tanpa lesen dan hidup bermewah-mewahan.selain itu,kenaikan harga minyak tidaklah begitu memberi masalah kpd mereka!&lt;br /&gt;dan lg satu,di jalan masjid india tu,kan kononnye dah dinaik taraf so peniaga2 bumiputra nih diberikan satu lot yg ala2 gerai kt dorang and dorang yg bijak pandai nih pegi jual kt indon2 yg rata2 IC merah n setengah tu mmg yg tanpa izin nih utk meniaga!sebulan,pendapatan dorang mencecah 4 angka yeh!dan lg satu...brape byk anak2 dorang yg berIC merah nih yg masuk IPTA.IC merah,bkn bumiputra yeh!!dan lg best dorang dgn penuh bangga bleh ckp yg dorang tak takut dgn penguatkuasa nih sume sbb katanye penguatkuasa kte nih sume senang je nk handle,blanje teh tarik segelas pon dah bleh lepas!sy byk kali dgr sendiri kenyataan2 seperti ini!!!tp apa nk dikata,sy juga pernah nmpk sendiri kebenaran kenyataan depa nih,sigh...&lt;br /&gt;kte mmg perlukan tenaga2 kerja di kebanyakan sektor tp kte tak perlu peniaga2 haram nih!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-166103853632381409?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/166103853632381409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=166103853632381409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/166103853632381409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/166103853632381409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/06/foreigners.html' title='Foreigners...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-4123378052201843569</id><published>2008-06-06T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:00:45.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"alaa takk mati ponn"!</title><content type='html'>my sis pinjam my phone smalam nk sms bf die.rupenye bkn pinjam phone je,siap pinjam name skali okkk!die delete yg sent items tp die tak tau ada delivery report so i dpt le bc serpihan2 sms yg die anto kt bf die wpun tak penuh tp bleh dptle the gist of it.kononnye i marah bf die sbb bt mcm tu,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(bkn ape sgt,sbb tak angkat phone rasanye...)&lt;/span&gt; and mcm2 lg ayat2 lain yg soooo not me yg membuatkan i nk tergelak gle baca, sgt klakar okkk...tp sy tak nk kritik or judge,masing2 mungkin ada cara tersendiri untuk handle problem masing2 dan dalam keadaan yg sgt tensi kte akan lakukan ape saje untuk kurangkan tekanan kte wpun sebenarnye cr itu tak menyelesaikan masalah kte dan sometimes mungkin akan burukkan lg keadaan.i sendiri pon pernah ble gaduh ngan my bf  bt bende2 yg suatu ketika dulu i rasakan bodoh dan i takkan bt tp bt jugak and ble pikir balik rasa menyesal.ini semua sbb kte tend to  besarkan bende yg tak besar mane and rase sesuatu problem besar sgt and rasa mcm boleh membunuh kte!padahal, sume yg i  risau and takott melebih tu sumenye hal2 duniawi yg sesekali  tak akan bunuh i.senang nk cakap ble takde masalah tp berada dlm situasi tu,sgt susah untuk maintain kewarasan kte.senang if dalam apa jua keadaan i bleh ingatkan diri sendiri "alaa takk mati ponn"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-4123378052201843569?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-62730083076953571</id><published>2008-06-03T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:12:01.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa yg sudah pergi,biarkanlah ia pergi...</title><content type='html'>"......Bagi org2 yg waras,fail masa lalu itu sepatutnya dilipat dan disimpan, bukan dibuka dan dipersoalkan.Ia perlu ditutup buat selama-lamanya dan dikurung di dalam penjara kelupaan,diikat dgn gari di dalam kurungan yg kuat hingga ia tidak dapat keluar.Ianya perlu diperap sedemikian rupa suoaya ia tidak terkena cahaya,sebab ia adalah sesuatu yg sudah berlalu dan sudah selesai.Maka ia tidak mungkin kembali dgn apa juga kesedihan,tidak dapat diubah dan diperbaiki dgn apa juga kedukaan,tidak dapat dihadirkan semula dgn apa juga kegelisahan dan tidak dapat dihidupkan semula dgn apa juga kebingungan- ia adalah sesuatu yg sudah tiada.....&lt;br /&gt;.......Jangan biarkan hidupmu dihantui masa lalu,jangan biarkan dirimu sentiasa dibayangi2 oleh sesuatu yg sudah berlalu.Lepaskanlah dirimu dari pengaruh dan bayangan masa lampau.....&lt;br /&gt;.....Sesungguhnya meratapi masa lalu dan menangisinya akan membuatmu terbakar dengan apinya.Kembali ke pangkuan masa lalu sama sahaja dengan meletakkan anda dalam kemelut dan tragedi yg dahsyat dan menakutkan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan Bersedih&lt;br /&gt;Don't Be Sad&lt;br /&gt;-'AIDH BIN ABDULLAH AL-QARNI-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peringatan untuk diri sendiri!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-62730083076953571?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/62730083076953571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-288198514097977525</id><published>2008-06-02T11:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:05:14.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torture...</title><content type='html'>Last night sewaktu i tgh tgk gambar2 yg my bf transfer dlm my pendrive,i terlihat satu gambar yg membuatkan i rasa ntah!tak tahu whether nk ambil kisah or tak.gambar die tgh dgn muka yg happy peluk pinggang sorang mat saleh pompuan nih.perlukah sy berasa jealous and make fuss about it?ntah...rasa macam marah tp i tak ckp pon dgn die,bt bodo je.actually ada lg satu gambar die tangkap ngan sorang lg mat saleh tp yg tu tak kesah sgt sbb pompuan tu yg letak tgn atas die tp yg ni die yg beriya-iya peluk pinggang minah tu&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(takde laa beriya-iya sgt,itu exaggeration!)&lt;/span&gt;.my youngest sister pon tgk skali and ble nampak gambo tu die bantai gelak gle2 sbb muka my bf mmg tak bleh blah punye excited,hahaha...before die transfer the pics die sibok delete2 gambar and the die kata die nk delete gambo kawan die sbb die kata bt ape nk bg gambo kwn die kt i.waktu die delete tu, i kt sebelah die sambil tgk gambar yg die delete and die tanye i takot die delete gambar die ngan pompuan lain ke tp i tak terpikir pon pasal tu...tp i pon takde la pulak nampak sume gambo yg die delete tuh..ntah laaa...tp i rasa mcm bangang lah nk pi besar2 kan bende nih sbb bkn ada pon cuma terfikir kalaulah bf my sis yg tangkap gambo mcm tu,mmg dah gile bf die kne torture sbb sepanjang weekend lepas die hanye gaduh beso ngan bf die just because bf die bukak frienster account,boleh tak?tp i nk nasihatkan pon malas and rasa takde gunanye sbb die dah mmg mcm tu dr kecik.die mmg takbleh hidup tanpa 'torture'!if die tak torture org lain,die akan torture diri die sendiri.i pon tak paham.thats why ble die ada bf i rasa mcm lega sbb die dah ada org lain untuk di'torture'.klau dulu, i lah yg jadi mangsa torture die.i kesian gak dgn bf die.ntah laa bkn die tak syg bf die, syg melampau!die byk sacrifice n bt mcm2 tp ble asyik torture  je org tu, mcm mane org tu nk appreciate ape yg die bt kan?ntahlaaa tak tau nk ckp n nk bt cemane...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-288198514097977525?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/288198514097977525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=288198514097977525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/288198514097977525'/><link rel='self' 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&amp;amp; mematahkan hati.That one week in France had turned him into Mr Hyde again after so long being Dr Jekyll.I just hate Mr Hyde!I cannot turn back and so I cannot change the past.Thus i want to accept the past and change the future but raving up the past in a sarcastic and heartbreaking manner is not going to help.Sgt tak larat nk gaduh2 nih...and die expect i cool down in 2 seconds!Petang smalam punyelaa beriya2 bg ceramah motivasi kt i pasal positive thinking laa achieving life goal laa ape laa and then malam trus bt perangai!dulu mmg i banyak bt salah tp now i  rasa i  dah bt my level best and i do it because i want to and so he don't have to raise the issue about me getting bored of him or me being forced to be with him.I have the choice and this is my choice,to love him and to be with him!when i thought my life is sailing smoothly,the wave came to attack and now i'm drowning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu pulak,dah penat2 td aku anto kt die sms2 berayat drama,bleh la plak die reply "syg, r u there?" as if aku plak yg tak reply sms die..oohhh apakah?ni membuatkan aku rasa nk tonyoh je hidung die yg mcm belatuk tuh!pastu br ni,baru kejap ni,bleh plak die miskol...bkn call tp  miskol,bolehkah?so now i think i should scroll down to &lt;a href="http://missshalife.blogspot.com/2008/05/fair-fight-guidelines.html"&gt;this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-4177856747765115710?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/4177856747765115710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=4177856747765115710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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internal bleeding in 3 parts of his brain that the doctors have to wait for the bleeding to stop before they could proceed with any surgery plus his neck bone as well as his rib cage fractured.The chance of surviving is only 50%.I was not that close with him,not at all as he used to be a very quiet and timid boy.and ouuhh he's young,my age!I went to visit him in ICU that night and since then I just can't get his suffering face out of my mind.However I am glad that i  actually went to visit him because at first I didn't have any plan to visit him and wanted to go home straight before my sister suggested that we pay him a visit since the hospital is on the same way. When i went to visit him,his parents were on their way and they were only informed that their only son who also happen to be their youngest child met an accident but they didn't know that he was in a critical condition.The ICU waiting room was full with sombre faces and I didn't know what to say to console them that I had decided to go to the prayers room recite him a Yaasin as I thought that was the only thing I can do for him.I pray hard for him to win his battle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-885934323911866804?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/885934323911866804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=885934323911866804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/885934323911866804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/885934323911866804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-cousin.html' title='My cousin...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8045733319732535269</id><published>2008-05-20T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:40:00.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6245 miles away...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday he was in Paris&lt;br /&gt;by now I think he's gone to &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Strasbourg&lt;br /&gt;he's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6245 miles &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;away from moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other half and I went for our first date for this year one day before his departure to paris&lt;br /&gt;as usual,our date started with a drama...running &amp;amp; chasing...we are the drama king &amp;amp; queen!&lt;br /&gt;and that only add to the severity of my superstitiousness!it made me believe that we will fight every time we go out...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8045733319732535269?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8045733319732535269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8045733319732535269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8045733319732535269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8045733319732535269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/05/6245-miles-away.html' title='6245 miles away...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-1091050265093879755</id><published>2008-05-12T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T09:49:26.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Fight Guidelines</title><content type='html'>&lt;em class="subhead"&gt;Fair Fight Guidelines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Remember the point of the fight is to reach a solution, not to win, be right, or make your partner wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't try to mind read. Ask instead what he or she is thinking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't bring up all the prior problems that relate to this one. Leave the past in the past; keep this about one recent problem. Solve one thing at a time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep the process simple. State the problem, suggest some alternatives, and choose a solution together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't talk too much at once. Keep your statements to two or three sentences. Your partner will not be able to grasp more than that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give your partner a chance to respond and to suggest options.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practice equality. If something is important enough to one of you, it will inevitably be important to both of you, so honor your partner's need to solve a problem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask and Answer questions directly. Again, keep it as simple as possible. Let your partner know you hear him or her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;State your problem as a request, not a demand. To make it a positive request, use "I messages" and "please".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't use power struggle tactics: guilt and obligation, threats and emotional blackmail, courtroom logic: peacekeeping, sacrificing, or hammering away are off limits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know your facts: If you're going to fight for something, know the facts about the problem: Do research, find out what options are available, and know how you feel and what would solve the problem for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask for changes in behavior, don't criticize character, ethics or morals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't fight over who's right or wrong. Opinions are opinions, and that won't solve the problem. Instead, focus on what will work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask your partner if he or she has anything to add to the discussion. "Is there anything else we need to discuss now?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Don't guess what your partner is thinking or feeling. Instead, ask. "What do you think?" Or "How do you feel about it?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold hands, look at each other, and remember you're partners.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're angry, express it calmly. "I'm angry about ..." There's no need for drama, and it won't get you what you want. Anger is satisfied by being acknowledged, and by creating change. Anger is a normal emotion -- rage is phony, it's drama created by not taking care of yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Acknowledged and honor your partner's feelings -- don't deflect them, laugh at them or freak out. They're only feelings, and they subside when respected, heard and honored.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listen with your whole self. Paraphrase what your partner says; check to see if you understand by repeating what is said. "So you are angry because you think I ignored you. Is that right?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No personal attacks or criticism. Focus on solving the problem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you want to let off steam (vent), ask permission or take a time out. Handle your excess emotion or energy by being active (run, walk, hit a pillow,) writing, or talking to someone who is not part of the problem. Don't direct it personally at anyone. You can't vent and solve problems at the same time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't try to solve a problem if you're impaired: tired, hungry, drunk or unstable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surrender to your responsibility. When you become aware that you have made a mistake, admit it, and apologize. Use it as an opportunity to learn and grow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by; &lt;a name="author_bio"&gt;&lt;em id="1"&gt;Tina B. Tessina&lt;/em&gt;, Ph.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copied and pasted from &lt;a href="http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/singles/relationships/21238/fair-fight-guidelines"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-1091050265093879755?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/1091050265093879755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=1091050265093879755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/1091050265093879755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/1091050265093879755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/05/fair-fight-guidelines.html' title='Fair Fight Guidelines'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8329756064301060522</id><published>2008-05-11T11:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:13:31.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's day!</title><content type='html'>Today is Mother's day!I haven't wish my mom.This mother's day wishing thing is not our culture but I think we are still a happy family.Well not that i'm saying that this mother's day is not important but it's just that my mom is not the type of person who expect her children to wish her, happy birthday,happy mother's day or stuff like that.Just bring her back a good result and she'll be A okay!but we don't do that often,sigh!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so this morning my other half called me and asked me to call his mom and i was like "why?, what for?".silly me!!!I had totally forgotten that today is mother's day the idea of wishing his mom never cross my mind!And probably the reason why bf wants me to wish his mother was because his brother's gf had called his mom earlier to wish her.And so i  called his mom and our conversation only  lasted  for ,hmmm let me recall...5 seconds?arghhhh i feel terrible!!!i dunno..i feel silly,stupid,arghhh...and i also feel that she doesn't like moi!!!She don't know what to say and i don't  what to say.I don't know why people are always not comfortable with me,always think that I'm  a snobbish person.Maybe i am or maybe conversation,speech,talk,socializing is just not what i'm good in.and ohhh dearie me!do i have to compete with my bf's brother's gf to win his mother's heart?Noooooo...this is why marriage institution sometimes scares me!there are too many issues,things and people to take into account.I really need some advice on how to enhance my relationship with my future mother in-law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to my beloved mother;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY,MA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8329756064301060522?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8329756064301060522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5351540546506079580</id><published>2008-05-02T15:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:10:40.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 perkara pertama....</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by&lt;a href="http://ectopy.blogspot.com/"&gt; Ectopy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 perkara pertama yg terjadi dalam hidup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;Pertama kali berjauhan dari family,chewahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First time jauh dr rumah was when i got an offer to do my pre-U at matriculation centre in xxxxx.I ingat lagi i dihantar ke padang jarak padang terkukur tu on thursday tp ingat tarikhnye.my parents and siblings yg hantar except Pxxx tak ikut sbb die ada exam kot kt skolah.dah antar tu biasalah die bg masa la nk kemas bilik sume and then before 6pm if tak silap,sume parents kne balik.time tuuu kitorang sume punyelaaaa nangis,mmg nangis takk hengat okkk!!dgn my dad skali airmata berlinang-linang.my family time tu ibarat menghantar i untuk pegi jalani hukum gantung plak!heheheh mcm laaa i tak nangis...i punyeee nangis jgn crite laaa.siap dah panjat tangga nk gi bilik tuh pon tangan dok melambai lg.termasuk i,ada 6 org budak xtxx yg tercampak kt situ.itulah tempat yg paling i takkk soka(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;time dulu laaa if skang ni,tak kesah sgt kot).albeit there are six of xtxxians there but i'm not very close to them since high school so i was kind of lonely ler.kt sana, we all tak bleh bawak handphone tp i harus la ada handphone kan my parents akan call every night or tak pon i yg akan call umah!kt sana my friends ni sume panggil i manje!padahal yg my roommate lg la manje sbb die tu anak tunggal &amp;amp;  die pon call parents die everyday gak siap parents dtg every week without fail just untuk bawak stock makanan untuk die.kitorang budak xtxx ni sume mmg laa tak tahan dok sana.kitorang bleh balik umah once a month je so balik umah on friday,sunday afternoon dah kne balik tempat tu before 6 pm!so time tu,pagi ahad je sapepon mmg takkan bleh nampak i senyum laaa kan.and then yg lg i taknak dok situ sbb penah skali time my parents hantar i balik sana,i kne marah dgn pak guard sbb x pakai baju kurung!bengong punye pak guard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;l&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;epas result JPA kluar ramai la kluar sbb dpt offer pegi oversea,i tak apply pon JPA sbb ntah,tak penah tau n ambik tau pasal scolarship nih sume.my roommate dpt so die kluar.then my friend sorang lg kluar pi JPA gak,sorang lg kluar sbb family migrate ke US and then sorang lg kluar sbb dpt offer JPA 2nd intake.last2 tinggal i ngan sorang lg je.tp my friend sorang tu je yg survive kt sana,sbb a few months later i plak angkat kaki dr sana dan dok umah bt STPM,ramai org kata pilihan bodoh tp ntahla...tp my friend tu lepas result matrix n UPU kluar,die plak migrate ngan her family to NZ,tak silap pointer die gempaq gak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2)Pertama kali berjumpa dgn my bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ni terjadi a few years back,takde  lah lama sgt!I kenal dgn my bf ni dr satu this dating web or whatever we call it lah kan known as LoveHappens.Mmg klakar dan pelik sbb i tak penah minat dan percaya bende2 ni tp ntah mcm mane saje gatal laaa plak n my bf pon kata die pon die punye  student ke ape ntah yg masukkan.so die pon msg i n from there we exchanged email n  start to email each other.From his email,i rasa yg die ni sgt laa polite n bkn jenis yg gatal2 nih.Then he gave his no. but i never had the guts to call until laaa skali tu i tgh tension ngan this one maths paper ni that i had called him.so lepas tu kitorang call2 sume.Then one day die kata die ada around my campus kt xx dulu and die nk jumpe so i pon macam terkejut laa sbb takde plan nk jumpe lg kan.I tak bgtau pon my lab kt mane tp he managed to find my lab and budged in to my lab.I was so shocked that i had asked him to go back...jahat kan?kesian die,dahla basah kne hujannye.tp lg satu sbb i takot mak2 tiri nampak.my friends 2 org ni were like "kesian die tau, sha suh die balik.td ble die nampak muke sha die excited mcm nampak isteri!".i pon tak tau why budak2 tu ckp mcm tu,i mean isteri?mcm pelik laa kan.Then i pegi la kejar die n soh die tunggu i siapkan keje skit.ohh ye,die siap pakai labcoat okkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3)Pertama kali dilawati Ms red spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ini terjadi sewaktu i berumur 13 tahun.time tu bolan pose if tak silap.i skolah ptg time tu and then balik dr skolah dlm 6 lebih tetibe nampak ada brownish stain on my panty and i pon sgt laa takut.i dah tau,ni tak lain tak bokan,i dah jd anak dara la nih,chewahh.tatapi permasalahannye ialah bagaimana hendak ku kabarkan pada ibuku?i ada la bt a few attempts untuk bg tau tp tak terdaya.yg mentensionkan i ialah,my eldest sis blom kne and then tetibe i plak dah kne so i tak tau nk turn to  sape and rase macam malu ke ape plak sbb kne dulu dr my sis.and untuk pengetahuan sume,sy telah merahsiakan perkara tersebut selama 6 bulan!!!!!!i pon tak tau mcm mane i bleh survive!tp kadang2 tu penah jugak laaa bt2 solat walaupun tgh  period,bleh tak?then  6 months after i kne,my sis plak kne and die dgn  penuh  gabranye telah memberitahu kt i.i pon slamba laa ckp i dah kne.my sister sgt rapat ngan my mom so bgtau terus and time tu br my mom tau  i dah kne.since then my mom mmg agak risau dgn i sbb die rasa i ni perahsia sgt n from then if muka i lain skit pon sbb penat ke apa,die akan tanye bertubi-tubi ape masalah i....eh apasal banyak no 6 plak nih ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;4)Pertama kali memperkenalkan lelaki kpd my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sebenarnye maleh nk cite yg ni tp sbb nk cukupkan lima so no choice lah!I kenalkan my bf ni yg merupakan lelaki pertama yg i kenalkan kepada my parents during my convo.tp sgt mentensionkan...i lah satu-satunye org yg menangis di hari convo!after that day i telah diberi amaran oleh my parents not to see him again but tau2 jelah kan...takkan bleh laa i tak jumpe die kann.everyday jumpe n lepas ni pon nk pegi jumpe okkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5)pertama kali pegi interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Itulah yg i ada cite kt sini aritu...tulah my interview!I manage to answer all their questions n ntah laaa i rasa if dorang nk evaluate i, i rasa i punye presentation tu ok lah tp permasalahnnye drang mempertikaikan my project.yeah that ENCIK,pertikaikan my project yg telah dicadangkan kpd i oleh seorang PROF!maleh nk cakap dah la kan...tp mmg la patut apply under cluster lain sbb org2 ni tak paham project our group nih kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selesai sudah lah sy dgn tag ini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger nih dah main gile balik,tulisan jd kecikkk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Al-fatihah to Tan Sri S.M Nasimuddin S.M Amin.May ALLAH bless his soul.Ameen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5351540546506079580?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5351540546506079580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5351540546506079580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5351540546506079580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5351540546506079580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/05/ingat-5-perkara.html' title='5 perkara pertama....'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5280488013701720274</id><published>2008-05-02T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:26:58.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tak jadi lg!</title><content type='html'>kenape tak jd lagi?&lt;br /&gt;sy tak larat dah!!!&lt;br /&gt;berape kali i nk kne repeat?&lt;br /&gt;dengki!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5280488013701720274?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5280488013701720274/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-9182881383129547514</id><published>2008-04-29T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:17:22.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I agree!</title><content type='html'>I came across a quote in reader's digest which goes something like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are too open minded that their brains fall out!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      by:&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           ~sorry,couldn't recall!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-9182881383129547514?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3146540351525329042</id><published>2008-04-29T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:10:49.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gene=S*tan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today is his birthday...he's very busy lately so busy that last night when I call him to wish him birthday, he actually goes like "eh is it today?"...melampau!birthday sendiri pon tak ingat but then that one I can tolerate but if he forgets my birthday...ahhhaaa that one I cannot tolerate!!!well, not really kot...i takdelah nk marah kot if die lupe...knowing how busy he is,i tak kesah kott!ntahlaa &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt; tp...birthday i aritu i tot die lupe but he wished me at 12ish tp hadiah takdak pon and i tak kesah pon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway yesterday i went to OU with my sis and cousin because i wanted to buy a pair of shoes for my other half and i need them to choose it for me.i bab2 pilih ni mmg agak faaoull but my sis mmg pandai be it for men or women or even babies!she got it from my mom...my cousin asked me how much is my budget and when I told him, he asked what my BF gave me for my birthday...so i spontaneously answered..."rocket!" and he was like "eeeeei ye ke?",hekeleh mesti die pikir lain,padahal what i meant was the real one yg bleh terbang tu!...padahal takde pon my BF bg ape2 lg,die kata tgh bt...ntah...then after buying the shoes we ate at this fast food outlet and watched a movie,the forbidden kingdom.i tak minat sgt kungfu2 ni tp dah budak  tu beriya nk tgk,layan jelah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i was so excited to give him the present but it was so difficult for me to meet him...die nk pegi itulah inilah tak mandi lg laa,sakit tulang blakang lah,ntah die..tetibe rasa geram plak tp td after lunch dah bg arr kt die n die pakai terus...cantekk gak although mcm kasut gay skit...tp i suke je tgk sbb yesterday mmg i suh my sis pilih yg mcm gay2 skit...klau tak die nmpk skema sgt!!!hari ni mcm geram je...16 jam dok dlm ni last weekend takde makne wei!!!pcr takde band,macam setan jee i tgk gel tu!!!kne la plak i repeat okkk...ini bukan gene ni,ini setannnn!!!maleh btoi laaa dok kt sini lg 16 jam...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i typed this entry yesterday but something went wrong that i couldn't post it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3146540351525329042?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8403005159526810190</id><published>2008-04-26T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:15:05.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bio-Rad!!!</title><content type='html'>Sedap dowh lagu ni...&lt;br /&gt;merdu gak  suare depa nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnpg.com/video/redirect.aspx?redirectid=65"&gt;http://www.cnpg.com/video/redirect.aspx?redirectid=65&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The PCR Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when to amplify DNA,&lt;br /&gt;You had to grow tons and tons of tiny cells.&lt;br /&gt;Then along came a guy named Dr. Kary Mullis,&lt;br /&gt;Said you can amplify in vitro just as well.&lt;br /&gt;Just mix your template with a buffer and some primers,&lt;br /&gt;Nucleotides and polymerases, too.&lt;br /&gt;Denaturing, annealing, and extending.&lt;br /&gt;Well it’s amazing what heating and cooling and heating will do.&lt;br /&gt;PCR, when you need to detect mutations.&lt;br /&gt;PCR, when you need to recombine.&lt;br /&gt;PCR, when you need to find out who the daddy is.&lt;br /&gt;PCR, when you need to solve a crime.&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cara yg tak bleh blah nk promote machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8403005159526810190?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8403005159526810190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8403005159526810190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8403005159526810190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8403005159526810190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/04/bio-rad.html' title='Bio-Rad!!!'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5388502011709438403</id><published>2008-04-26T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:35:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minyak angin cap kapak...</title><content type='html'>Die selesema cikgu!&lt;br /&gt;bukan die, saya!&lt;br /&gt;skarang masih di lab&lt;br /&gt;takde keta jd terpakse susahkan org lain&lt;br /&gt;result?&lt;br /&gt;ntah...&lt;br /&gt;esok kte tgk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bihun goreng,sumpah tak sedap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penutup minyak cap kapak jatuh dan terus hilang...&lt;br /&gt;eeeei sakit hati!&lt;br /&gt;tak tau ini botol yg ke-berape...&lt;br /&gt;i mmg takde jodoh dgn minyak cap kapak!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5388502011709438403?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5388502011709438403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5388502011709438403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sakan i kena tembak.eleh yg dok tembak tu,one them ENCIK je and bukan Dr pun!!dah laa information tak update...hei come on laaa people have done it,okkkk..they succesfully express it in THAT expression system!!!I dah cakap tp die tak nak percaya!!!die kata die dah try n tak jd...well,that shows that you are not good enough!!!my team had succesfully done it laaa....after the interview,i demam selesema and malam tu siap mimpi plak,bengong.bila pikir balik,sakit hati betul laaa...eeeiiii bangang punye olang....bengong!!!&lt;br /&gt;dah la waktu nk certify certs tu,kne tipu ngan satu ngan commissioner of oaths!kuang ajo punye cina tue!!!tp kt sini,sy laa yg bodoh!bende nk jd...bolehlaa pulak tgh nk cari org nk certify cert,die dtg bg card die!!!die tipu sy, sy tipu die...i kata i  ada RM10 and bg no. salah n cabut!!ada lg RM14  nk kne bayor kt die tp rasa mcm tak nak bayor,bleh tak?yelah papehal hal pun duit i RM10 dah melayang,cukuple tu utk org tue tu nk mkn lunch kt restoran Mxxxxxx kt sebelah tu!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3512902179596905452?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3512902179596905452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3512902179596905452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3512902179596905452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3512902179596905452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/04/interview.html' title='Interview....'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-9111467591333148790</id><published>2008-04-18T12:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T13:58:20.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch hour crap...</title><content type='html'>Here, in this virtual world,it seems like there are so many interesting people.Those who are very weird,lead a very so-called interesting life, have their own principles and very firm with their so-called philosophies,have their own witty opinion/thoughts,workaholics and etc.They give us an impression that they are  a superior through their writing but can they maintain they superiority in reality?We are here to impress others.Some try to impress their parents,spouse,boss,customers,children and etc.For those who believe the existence of GOD will try to impress god!Our main objective here is to impress!We wake up every morning to impress someone.Maybe it's because we do not know how we come about,we don't know why we're here and we never have the chance to choose to be here or not to be here.We were born here so here we live.No choice...no question...no decision to be made on where to live but there are too many decision to be made on our fated life...we cant choose our parents...we can't choose our fate...Are we here by chance?where are we now if the Big Bang never occur?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-9111467591333148790?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/9111467591333148790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=9111467591333148790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/9111467591333148790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/9111467591333148790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/04/lunch-hour-crap.html' title='Lunch hour crap...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-344302962933812054</id><published>2008-04-15T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:33:45.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eiiiiii....</title><content type='html'>He's not answering his phone!!!and he always take a very long time to reply my sms!eeeiii...but then,if i reply his sms late,he will keep on calling me...eeeeeiiii...eeeiii...eeeeeeiiiii...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-344302962933812054?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/344302962933812054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8750641811344945437</id><published>2008-04-14T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:08:53.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i menyampah dan sakit hati!!</title><content type='html'>They are living in a room at a corner of my mind.A big room,master bedroom!they even scribble the walls with ugly eye soaring graffito.but they never pay the rent!soooo not fair...they don't deserve the room and probably they never want to be in the room but i let them in so how am i suppose to ask them to pay the rent?how do i get them out of that room?i am the landlady ,a weak  silly  landlady!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8750641811344945437?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-6162859223664561575</id><published>2008-04-10T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:24:29.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden fruit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Forbidden fruit is the sweetest! Well, not that sweet especially when one is involve in a forbidden relationship like in my case. Not that I’m having an affair with married man or something. It’s just that my parents are against my relationship with my bf for no solid reason. It was all caused by some misunderstanding and misjudgments and I didn't do anything to fix it because if I did,it would mean that my stupidity will be revealed as well.But then, deep in my heart I believe that one day they will accept him.I don't know but that's what my conscience tells me.This morning i carelessly dialed my other half's no and pass the phone to my mum.My wanted to call the xxx.The xxx no was first in the list but I scrolled down to my bf's no. and dialed it.My bf happily answered the call with "hi syg" without knowing that "syg" is actually his future mother in law!In a flash my mum hung up the phone and she asked me in a shrill tone, "whose no. did you dial?" .I looked at my phone screen.shyte!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I spent the whole day in the xxx anticipating her reaction when I come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3789227517280430193</id><published>2008-04-07T10:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:54:56.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not so petty quarrels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So i had a few quarrels during the weekend!with eldest sister and the younger ones.I do not know whether it was necessary for me to lose my head over those matters.I was just trying to be responsible.ok,i admit maybe my approach was wrong but my argument was right.I was so harsh and sarcastic towards my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(the younger one,xxh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; but it wasn't my intention to underestimate or insult her.I'm just worried,so worried in fact as her exam is just around the corner.i just want her to pass with flying colours just like my cousin.I'm not making a fuss over a small thing.I can take it if die just malas je tp yg tak bleh terima tu sbb die neglect her studies sbb die sebok dgn jantan!ntah jantan penipu mane ntah,saje nk kacau budak2 kecik.siap brani pegi jumpe senyap2.klau jadi ape2 macam mane?itu yg hangin sgt tu.i tak terhidu langsung sbb die pandai cover line.i tak sangka plak sampai kluar,ingat just main sms/call je.nasib baik laaa my youngest sis dtg report senyap2.dulu die bkn mcm ni,die tau tugas die and mmg jenis tak tau psl laki and takde nk prasan2 tp lately ble asyik kne puji cantik je,tu yg naik kpale jd prasan tu.i tak kisah org nk puji ke apa tp janji tau tugas and tanggungjawab,tu jeee.ini tak,got carried away with all those praises plak.dah la tu,siap kurang ajar ngan i plak.she really drives me up the wall that night.so i told her i dah tak nak masuk campur dah,lantak dielah...mcm laa i bleh bt tak tau...ntah laaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then few minutes/hours after that,i gaduh my eldest sis plak.die pun waktu i marah si xxh takde plak ckp ape2,tgk je tp ble gaduh ngan i trus ungkit plak yg marah xxh.at least i marah sbb i care and it's for her own good!and siap ckp tak pyh nk nasihat2 die sbb die ada our parents to advice her.okkk,fine laa!padaal ble ada problem cite kt i and then i ckp ape pun dgr je.nape tak ckp waktu tu je yg die taknak nasihat ape2.i bkn menasihat cuma bg pendapat tp now dah tak nak dah!suka hati korang laaa...gaduh dgn sbb die kata i bt muka.my uncle came and die ajak kluar mkn.so my mum kata tak payah naik dua keta,sume naik our MPV jelah tp sempit la skit and so die taknak and die taknak ikut,kononnye sakit kpale.so i bg signal kt die.i nk ckp,takkan taknak ikut nnt,my uncle kecik hati plak.dulu waktu die loaded dulu,asal die ajak sume berambat nk ikut.yelah die blanje kkt VS,la hilton la apa la tp ble die dah down trus la sakit kpale la apa la.konon kutuk org lain yg mata duitan tp sendiri ape kurangnye kann!itu je...pastu die pi ckp kt my mum i bt muka la apa la sbb taknak naik dua keta sbb die kata i taknak drive.i dgr so i ckp la i bkn muka sbb itu and i ckp la sbb ape and die ckp tak payah nasihat die.ntah ape lg die ckp...inagt i ni bagus sgt sbb dah ada xxxx la ape la.dulu2 yg die fail memanjang tu,bkn i yg fail kan.die yg rasa rendah diri n tak psl2 plak nk marah2 i.xxxx bkn satu isu kt i sbb i pun tak puas hati sgt dgn apa yg i ada sbb i nk bende lain.pastu i sakit hati tak psl i plak yg menangis sampai bengkak mata,die okk je.pastu biasalah,bermulalah episode tak bertegur tp smalam dah tegur laa.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle plak kali ni dtg financial mcm ok je.mcm dulu gak membuang duit tak tentu pasal and still driving his merc CLS die tu.tak jual plak...i tanye die,ape status keta ni skang?die kata ok...hopefully financial die dah ok laaa...&lt;br /&gt;itulah weekend i yg sangat mentensionkan...nasib baik my other half tak bt perangai.i mengadu kt die laaa and felt better after spilling it all out to him,thanxxx axx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape kene dgn blogger nih,asal tulisan jd kecik plak ni padahal i bt font size yg normal,bengong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3789227517280430193?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3789227517280430193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3789227517280430193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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250px; padding: 0; margin: 0; text-align: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/tiger" width="250" height="300" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="cn=maimunah&amp;an=miss%20sha&amp;clr=0xff8af1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BUNNYHERO PET END /&gt;&lt;embed height="0" width="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDcyNzQwNjE2NDAmcD*1NTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlcg==.swf" flashvars="" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-2773272923513778375?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/2773272923513778375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=2773272923513778375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/2773272923513778375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/2773272923513778375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-angry-pet.html' title='my angry pet'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-7268481216312865087</id><published>2008-04-02T10:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:45:30.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CARELESS!!!</title><content type='html'>Arghhhh tension betol laaa...&lt;br /&gt;td i berbangga sbb dpt membetulkan bende tu sbb mmg dah a few days that thing cannot be used.so ble dpt fixed that thing i pun sgt kembanglah tp i tak perasan yg tertukar the anode and the cathode so bende tu run backward...leboh my samples!!!eeeeiii sakit hati betul ler!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting from today onwards,i do not want to waste my time anymore!i taknak bt bende2 tak berfaedah ni.takmo...takmo...takmo...takmo...takmo!!!!!and this include cutting down on the hours spend to hope from one blog to another&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.so now i nk pegi prepare for my presentation and progress report...dahla kt xxxx harini takde air!hish susah betoi laaa...wish we don't have to depend solely on xxxxx.susah...sgt memenatkan...kesian my parents!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf was so excited yesterday.die dah dpt his own office and phone line sendiri. tp ia tak dipanggil office but incubator!!!tak penah dibuat xxxxx dpt own office...ntahhh..good for him...nway i'm happy for him...and die pun dah dpt immunity dr Vx,so sape2 tak bleh kacau him and this include his xxxN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-7268481216312865087?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/7268481216312865087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-393296418937771591</id><published>2008-04-01T09:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:09:26.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petty Quarrel...</title><content type='html'>My parents were not in talking terms since last friday.Friday is their most hectic day and most of the time any quarrel among them will start on this day.These past few days my mum was expressing her resentment about how selfish my dad is and how much she had sacrifice for him and yada yada yada."it was all because of symphathy and not love!" she said.My dad on the other hand was telling me that he could no longer tolerate my mum's demeanor,the shouts and yells!Well to others those statements might give an impression that it is very serious but knowing them very well,we just go oohh,uh-uh,haah,really?,yelah,hmmm,tulah, everytime they complain to us.That's because they will definitely end the complains/conversation with..."you see,i'm not trying to talk bad about your father/mother!he/she had sacrifice a lot for you and no matter what you have to respect them and yada yada yada...now we can smell the sense of guilt&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;!(and i thank ALLAH that they don't really mean it but just say whatever they want out of anger!)&lt;/span&gt;Furthermore,there's no point backing anyone of them because at the end of the day they will back each other and go against us. so this morning, my dad's fever had put an end to their squabble!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-393296418937771591?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/393296418937771591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-593552058510116906</id><published>2008-03-31T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T11:25:24.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golongan manusia bangang!</title><content type='html'>I ada beberapa task need to be completed but i'm lost!!!do not know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;i tak ingat bila my friend's punye b'day tp i tau it's in march.hujung2 antara 20-29...tp if wish die pada hari yg salah mcm keji kann sbb tak ingat birthday kwn baik sendiri...she's my best friend...my one and only best friend...&lt;br /&gt;so i play safe!i bg the present to her yesterday,30th!so ckp je happy belated birthday n sorry tak wish earlier sbb sibuk!wpun duduk dekat,tp hanya jumpa once in a blue moon je!jd bila jumpe,byk la yg kne update.i told her it's not fair sbb i kenal sume org,tp org tak kenal i.'i mmg kera sumbang'i told her...'i don't many friends,as in best friend...ada sorang dua je tp yg tu sume mmg yg berkualiti!'.and she was like 'ooouh QC &amp;amp; QA ke?'...'haah' i kata.habis masa i kt satu tmpt tu,habislah skali 'kwn2' i!keji kannn?tp tak taulahh...bkn sombong,malas!!maybe lebih selesa dgn 5 letter word Ms(FLWM) drp 6 letter word Ms(SLWM)!bkn jugak bias...tak benci SLWM dan tak sanjung FLWM.hanya yg mahu yg selesa to be with &amp;amp; sincere!tp kadang mmg muak dgn SLWM,drp yg level tinggi smpi yg rendah,sume sama shj...bias mereka mmg tak boleh dikikis!tp lebih nk muntah bile FLWM jd tak sedar diri bila dpt berdampingan dgn SLWM dan sorok muka drp FLWM yg lain,bodoh peringat paling atas!pukes in the mouth to see this moronic species of FLWM!Zxxxxx is one of them...but i don't give a shyte,cousin!u nk jd bodoh,suka hati u,tp ingat,mana mungkin tapir boleh menjadi dugong!!!tukar physical pun,DNA ttp sama!...n plz don't ever have the slightest thought that i'm jealous of u.bear in mind,in this game,YOU ARE NOT MY COMPETITOR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-593552058510116906?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/593552058510116906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=593552058510116906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/593552058510116906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/593552058510116906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/golongan-manusia-bangang.html' title='Golongan manusia bangang!'/><author><name>miss 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pon!if i jd xxxxxxx korang esok,siaplaa korang!hish tak koser aku...lantak laa korang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to care but still care...mane taknye...yg lain dipanggil masuk n i'm not!i yg bermasalah or dorang yg bermasalah?ok..ok...i tak kisah even if i do,i will pretend that i don't care and i also will force myself not to care...buat keje sudahhh.janji ada result!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-4910553448213898105?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/4910553448213898105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=4910553448213898105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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finally went for jogging!!i intend to start &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with my diet program to get rid of my spare tyres as well as this 'sekampit beras' i'm carrying all the time.usually if dah lama tak work out ni,confirm my muscles will start to ache like hell and become very stiff just like muka yg kne cucuk botox.what is botox?it's botulinum type A tau,which is a toxic produced by bacteria and it effects the nerves.When injected to muscles,it will reduce the activity of the muscles and that's the reason why muka setengah org nampak dah kaku semacam,senyum pun dah mcm ape ntahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ok back to my working out story...i bgn pagi td,i tak sakit badan pun..maybe sbb smalam ada instructor kott..my bf laa yg jd instructor nyee..boleh tak die just kaki ayam and pki slacks trousers jee...yelah i x janji dgn die nk pegi jogging so die pun tak de laa bwk baju kann...at first i decided to go jogging alone around my block but then tetibe terasa mcm bangang plak lari keliling ni haa...tgh my bf berjogging dgn his inappropriate attire,we bumped into his friend and his friend was like"hey xxxxx you should get a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sport/jogging(i x ingat sgt ape die ckp)&lt;/span&gt; shoes laaa" and mcm gelak2 kt member die...hekeleh,as if like my bf takde kasut plak,blah laa lu...yg i plak tgh termengah2 so tak sempat plak nk jawab...my bf senyum je,biasalah die tuuu...bende2 mcm ni,die bt mcm dungu jee..tp ini tak bermakna die cool sepanjang masa..cube pegi bt statement salah @argue tentang science,haaa siap laaa ko kne basuh!!!smalam pun sambil nk pegi jogging tu,kt tgn die ada magazine science progress okk..pastu i kne marah sbb mengipas guna magazine tu,alaa crumple skit jee...we jogged for about 20-30 minutes jer,itupun i dah semput gle yehh...then my colleague sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; me telling me that my other colleague nk tumpang her tp SV plak nk jumpe so die blk dulu and since i tak balik lg die bg suh tlg hantar yg sorang lg tu...ok laaa kan..blk xxx,she still discussing with SV so i pun tunggu die dlm xxx while my bf dok baca magazine sambil generate ideas for his coming inventions.then after hantar my bf and friend balik,i pun blk umah..sampai umah dah dekat nk masuk waktu isyak dahh...balik2 je my mum berkali2 la plak pesan suh mkn nasi,beriya-iya semacam &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(rasa kesian kt i la tu sbb dorang sume pegi klcc n tak bawak i!)&lt;/span&gt;...i pun mkn laaa...my younger sis masak sbb my dad was fasting.my dad doesnt eat my servant's cooking so biasanya if my dad puasa n bebuka kt umah,my mum,i,my sis or granny will cook ler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik tu lepas lepas solat terus tetido kt bilik bawah...then dlm 11 something my cousin &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(my cousin yg dpt straight As tuh...mak die bg permit dlm 15 hari utk buat lawatan sambil belajar ke kl...)&lt;/span&gt;dtg bilik,die nk tido...then sembang jap dgn die pastu i naik tido...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8852967960596100734?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/8852967960596100734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=8852967960596100734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8852967960596100734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/8852967960596100734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/working-outfinally.html' title='Working out,finally...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-203217726315118240</id><published>2008-03-26T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:50:31.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recall</title><content type='html'>I create blog ni utk i, sort of,record ape2 yg jd in my everyday life.tak kiralah yg significant or x.I slalunye tak ingat in detail ape2 yg jd so i thought baik record it somewhere.Selain itu,my opinion/thoughts can change in a blink of an eye!so maybe when i record my opinion/thoughts somewhere,i can look at it back and see how my thoughts have changed.tetapi permasalahannya ialah...i malas nk tulis,boleh takk?i susah nk tukar waves in my brain ni into words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;i hampir terbakar sbb i dgn penuh careless pi celup hockey stick yg panas and probably still has flame on it,in ethanol...so bleh imagine ape jd kan?ada flame dlm beaker yg ada ethanol tu tp flame tu sgt tidak ternampak dgn mata yg agak kasar.tapi terasa panas.so nk buat ape?tak ke cuak?i pun menjerit leee kann and was lucky that cikgu was around that he had covered the beaker with a few pieces of damped newspaper.api pun takde dah.dolu2 skali lg best,i sbb swabbed the table ngan ethanol and then ntah mcm mane boleh la pulak the flame tu pegi kt meja...so imagine atas meja tu sume ada api!tp i xingat how i manage put out the fire...no,just flame...&lt;br /&gt;on that saturday jugak that thing yg atas tyre tu,screw die came off and bende pegi tersangkut kt tyre.so ble keta jln,jgn crite betape bisingnye bunyi die kann...again was lucky that i have my other half!he fixed it for me...die guna ape tau?pagar xxx...boleh tak die pegi potong pagar xxx tu...i mcm terkejut laaa and die plak dgn slambanye ckp die akan jd pembayar cukai terbesar one day so kire cover laa pagar yg die potong tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;takde ape sgt kot..ntah maleh plak nk recall..not in the mood laa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;takde ape jugak kot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;tulah yg pegi dgr talk yg menyebabkan i terasa spt seekor semut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;ntahhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-203217726315118240?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/203217726315118240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=203217726315118240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/203217726315118240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/203217726315118240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/recall.html' title='Recall'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-2140981316675998145</id><published>2008-03-26T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:15:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kecil seperti kuman!</title><content type='html'>I went for a talk at KLCC yesterday.Listening to her talk make feel so small.I realise what i know is just the tip of the iceberg and what i'm doing now is so basic!sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-2140981316675998145?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/2140981316675998145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-4596745711425528254</id><published>2008-03-24T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:51:33.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sy</title><content type='html'>Saya ingin bersabar dan terima apa shj keputusannye or apa shj yg mendatang&lt;br /&gt;sy tidak mahu takut @ terlalu takut dan tension pasal kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;sy hanye mahu percaya dan tersangat yakin pada yg SATU&lt;br /&gt;i want to take things easy!&lt;br /&gt;sy tidak mahu buat dosa pada tuhan &amp; saya tidak mahu buat salah pada manusia&lt;br /&gt;saya mahu mengawal kemarahan saya yg sebenarnye mmg boleh dikawal&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a reasonable person&lt;br /&gt;i want to be reasonable even when i'm pissed off,annoyed @irritated to the max,angry,etc&lt;br /&gt;saya tidak mahu menyiapkan apa yg sy buat sekarang hanya kerana apa yg sy akan dpt at the end of the day.sy mahu tambah element ikhlas@tanggungjawab pd mankind dalam apa yg sy lakukan sekarang&lt;br /&gt;sy tidak mahu melakukan sesuatu hanya utk meng-impress org lain&lt;br /&gt;sy tidak mahu terlalu sensitif dgn apa yg orang disekeliling sy fikir tentang&lt;br /&gt;sy mahu tepis sangkaan buruk@negative thoughts sy bahawa ada sesetengah org di sekeliling sy yg mempunyai masalah@tidak puas hati dgn sy.selagi mereka tak confront sy,sy mahu anggap bahawa there's nothing wrong between me and those ppl&lt;br /&gt;sy mahu sentiasa tenang dalam apa jua keadaan&lt;br /&gt;sy mahu lihat kehidupan sy dlm satu perspektif yg berbeza drp apa yg sy lihat sekarang.sy sedang dan masih mencari apakah perspektif itu.&lt;br /&gt;sy mahu menjadi org mempunyai luaran dan dalaman yg sama tetapi i do not want to let ppl to be able to read my attitude/character.i want to be unpredictable albeit tranparent&lt;br /&gt;sy tidak mahu memandang rendah pd org lain.sy tidak memandang rendah org secara terang-terangan tp sy merendahkan org lain tanpa sy sedari.sy tidak merendahkan org secara verbal tp sy melakukannya dalam hati dgn membandingkan diri sy dgn org lain dan kononnya bersyukur sy tidak seperti itu dan ini.when i look back,that is also a form of underestimation&lt;br /&gt;sy ingin mampu melihat hikmah di sebalik kejadian sama ada the one considered good or bad&lt;br /&gt;sy tidak mahu mengambil mudah kesilapan/kesalahan sy dan sy juga tidak mahu terlalu menyesal dgn tindakan2 bodoh sy.sy mahu melihat hikmah di sebaliknya dan seterusnya belajar dari kesilapan itu and move on&lt;br /&gt;sy mahu jadi 'longgar'.sy ini terlalu kaku dan keras.keras tapi mudah pecah.tidak elastic langsung!&lt;br /&gt;sy hanya tidak mahu terlalu peduli...&lt;br /&gt;sy hanya tidak mahu kisah!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-4596745711425528254?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-4459234093532885334</id><published>2008-03-24T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T12:56:59.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Networking</title><content type='html'>I came across this article but do not have the time to read it so before I lose it,i think i better copy and paste it somewhere.This article might come in handy when i start my other job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Myths About Networking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 10 of the worst myths about &lt;a href="http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/networking"&gt;networking&lt;/a&gt;, and their current, more sensible replacements;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Networking means meeting as many people as you can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If possessing a huge stack of business cards or having met every business person in your city was a ticket to riches, this might be true. But it's not. Networking gives you a chance to meet new people, but quality trumps quantity in human relationships, every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Networking means telling people about your business whenever you get a chance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with letting the folks at your gym, at your place of worship, and at your book club know what you do for a living. But people will quickly forget the details of your professional life. What they'll remember is you -- if you approach them with a desire to learn about them, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Networking is hard work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be that you're working too hard. Networking happens naturally if you introduce yourself to people, stay in touch with people you've met, and think, in every interaction, "How could I help this person?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Networking should start when you're job-hunting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get the call that you've been selected to compete on "American Idol," it's too late to start an exercise program or go on a diet. When you're out of work, it's a bit late in the game to start networking toward your &lt;a href="http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/jobs"&gt;next job&lt;/a&gt;. If you have to start then, do it; but it's far better to start &lt;a href="http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/networking"&gt;networking&lt;/a&gt; now, and build contacts for the job search that will inevitably come your way if you're a working person who isn't close to retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Networking is for schmoozers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schmoozing is by far the least important networking skill. Good listening is far more useful to a relationship-builder than the ability to spit a thirty-second elevator pitch into someone's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Networking is only for entrepreneurs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe that having business contacts and experts at your disposal would be useful for you as a corporate person, talk to any top business leader and ask his or her opinion. It's essential to be connected to other professionals, not just for "it's-who-you-know" reasons but in order to get perspectives on your business and career issues that are different from?your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Networking is a waste of time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your networking time will surely be wasted if you approach each interaction as an opportunity hawk your wares. Ditto if you believe that your job as a networker is to tell every person you meet all about your job search and express no interest in him or her. If you can get past these bad networking ideas and cultivate some relationships, your time will be well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Networking is expensive.Joining a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yahoo! group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popular networking site LinkedIn has a free membership level and 15 million users. Plenty of face-to-face networking events in your town will cost you nothing more than parking or bus fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Networking is phony.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go to a party at your sister's house and meet her boyfriend's dad, is your conversation phony? Networking conversations need not be any different than any other interactions between new acquaintances. It's up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Networking is a thing of the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person-to-person relationships are more important in business than ever. If anything, networking is a thing of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Liz Ryan is a 25-year HR veteran, former Fortune 500 VP and an internationally recognized expert on careers and the new millennium workplace. She is the author of "Happy About Online Networking," a popular speaker on workplace and work/life topics, and the leader of the global Ask Liz Ryan online community. Contact Liz at &lt;a href="mailto:liz@asklizryan.com"&gt;liz@asklizryan.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'copy &amp;amp; paste'-ed from; &lt;a href="http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/career-experts-top_10_myths_about_networking-50"&gt;http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/career-experts-top_10_myths_about_networking-50&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-4459234093532885334?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/4459234093532885334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=4459234093532885334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/4459234093532885334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/4459234093532885334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/networking.html' title='Networking'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3950788608138254888</id><published>2008-03-24T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T12:26:08.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workaholic...</title><content type='html'>You know who you are: &lt;strong&gt;You take your cell phone to bed, work every weekend, and never seem to have time to relax. You think about work constantly and give it priority right up there with your family and kids. You may be a workaholic&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i take my cell phone to bed so does that make me a workaholic?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the United States, where hard work and long hours are considered essential for success, it's not surprising that workaholism can be perceived as an asset, rather than the true addiction it actually is.&lt;br /&gt;As Sid Kirchheimer writes on the website WebMD, "Workaholism is the respectable addiction." Kirchheimer goes on to explain that, in Japan, workaholism is called "karoshi" or "death by overwork."&lt;br /&gt;He also points out that in the Netherlands, people are actually getting sick by trying to stop working -- a phenomenon called "leisure illness." Workers there are apparently so conditioned to overwork that, on weekends and vacations, they actually become ill from trying -- without success -- to relax and unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Futile Cycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workaholics typically continue to work past the point of exhaustion, causing them to make mistakes and work even harder to fix them. They also find that when they get where they were so driven to be, there is often nothing there. This leads to a chronic cycle of obsessive goal-chasing which, in reality, is much like the hamster running on the wheel -- frenetic movement that leads to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;Recognizing that workaholism is a compulsive behavioral disorder is the first step in helping a person realize that their lifestyle is out of balance and poses serious health risks.&lt;br /&gt;Typically, workaholism is fueled by underlying issues which can include perfectionism, an unmet need for control, fear, and low self-esteem. Frequently the workaholic will work to avoid other issues, and this avoidance becomes a behavioral pattern that becomes very difficult to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steps You Can Take&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any addiction, workaholism should be treated with a multi-prong approach that may include counseling, behavior modification, hypnotherapy, lifestyle changes, and family intervention. Some tips for getting a handle on workaholism:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get the support you need.&lt;br /&gt;Counseling will help you focus on the big picture and shift your energy from work to rest, relaxation, wellness, and recreation.&lt;br /&gt;2. Schedule non-cancelable leisure activities.&lt;br /&gt;Put your workouts, movie nights, and other leisure activities in your calendar and consider them appointments, just like you would with a client or customer.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get to the source of the underlying issue.&lt;br /&gt;Could anxiety or a lack of confidence be driving you to prove something to yourself or others? Low self-esteem and the need to overachieve are often at the core.&lt;br /&gt;4. Set boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;Leave work at 5 p.m. and leave your work at the office. This requires focused self-discipline; a coach or colleague who will hold you accountable may be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn to delegate.&lt;br /&gt;Most workaholics believe they are the only ones who can do the job right (perfectionism). Learning to let go and eliminating the need for control are two powerful strategies to set yourself free from the dysfunction of workaholism.&lt;br /&gt;For more information, visit Workaholics Anonymous at &lt;a href="http://www.workaholics-anonymous.org/"&gt;www.workaholics-anonymous.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Debra Davenport, PhD, is an Executive Professional Mentor, career expert and the president of DavenportFolio, a licensed firm with offices in Phoenix and Los Angeles that mentors entrepreneurs and professionals. She is the creator of the Certified Professional Mentor designation. Contact Debra at (480) 348-7875 or &lt;a href="mailto:debra@davenportfolio.com"&gt;debra@davenportfolio.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'copy and paste'-ed from; &lt;a href="http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/career-articles-workaholism_5_ways_to_keep_it_in_check-340"&gt;http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/career-articles-workaholism_5_ways_to_keep_it_in_check-340&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twenty Questions: How Do I Know If I'm A Workaholic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Do you get more excited about your work than about family or anything else?&lt;br /&gt;2. Are there times when you can charge through your work and other times when you can't?&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you take work with you to bed? On weekends? On vacation?&lt;br /&gt;4. Is work the activity you like to do best and talk about most?&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you work more than 40 hours a week?&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you turn your hobbies into money-making ventures?&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you take complete responsibility for the outcome of your work efforts?&lt;br /&gt;8. Have your family or friends given up expecting you on time?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you take on extra work because you are concerned that it won't otherwise get done?&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you underestimate how long a project will take and then rush to complete it?&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you believe that it is okay to work long hours if you love what you are doing?&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you get impatient with people who have other priorities besides work?&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you afraid that if you don't work hard you will lose your job or be a failure?&lt;br /&gt;14. Is the future a constant worry for you even when things are going very well?&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you do things energetically and competitively including play?&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you get irritated when people ask you to stop doing your work in order to do something else?&lt;br /&gt;17. Have your long hours hurt your family or other relationships?&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you think about your work while driving, falling asleep or when others are talking?&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you work or read during meals?&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you believe that more money will solve the other problems in your life?&lt;br /&gt;If you answer "yes" to three or more of these questions you may be a workaholic. Relax. You are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'copy &amp;amp; paste'-ed from; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.workaholics-anonymous.org/knowing.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.workaholics-anonymous.org/knowing.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i answer 'yes' to xxx of those questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;xxx= 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3950788608138254888?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3950788608138254888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=3950788608138254888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3950788608138254888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/3950788608138254888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/workaholic.html' title='Workaholic...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-813551614777236894</id><published>2008-03-20T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T15:46:26.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>When i read hers i want to be her&lt;br /&gt;when i read his i want to be him&lt;br /&gt;when i watch them I to be a part of them&lt;br /&gt;When read this i want to be this&lt;br /&gt;when i read that i want to be that&lt;br /&gt;when i read loser...no,i do want to be a loser but i...&lt;br /&gt;look down on them...&lt;br /&gt;yes,thats what i do...&lt;br /&gt;i'm pathetic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-813551614777236894?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/813551614777236894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=813551614777236894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/813551614777236894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/813551614777236894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-8898155301174051272</id><published>2008-03-19T15:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T11:31:59.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dr jekyll and mr hyde...</title><content type='html'>Ok so td I type tp as i said td bende 2 hilang...&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was kind of cranky and I blame the hormones!!!I thought when I reach xxx the first thing i want to do is to sms my eldest sister to cari gaduh!but until now I have not sms her...before this when i type the draft yg hilang tu,i pun tak tau why i x sms die tp now I know why...not that I know why but i'm glad that i did not sms her!she called me just now and informed me that her bf's mother passed away...nasib baik i belum cari gaduh lg!She was getting on my nerves and it was all because of the car!I don't care what car to drive be it auto or manual and i don't mind to tumpang mak aji or whoever,as long as i reach my destination!If i want to seek pleasure by driving,I would have gone to sepang circuit and bawak keta laju2 mcm org gila kt sana...furthermore if i tumpang mak aji i save Rm23.70 okkk!i kena isi fuel n min i isi RM20 and toll plak rm3.70 pegi balik.mmg my mum nk ganti tp i pikir takkan dah besaq gajah pun nk claim dr parents kot,agak2 laaa kannn...die mgg la tak payah keluar ape...so after receiving that phone call i had decided not to sms laaa kann...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday plak i had an arguement with my other half...it was all because of a tiny little thingy!i pun tak tau laa but whatever it is, i must say he is too scientific lah!I mean you cannot be dealing relationship problems using the same method you use to solve a maths or engineering equation/problem!I will not say that he manipulates my words but he sort of...serious i tak tau how to put this in words!!i'm not good with words that more often than not,i'll be using the wrong words and got myself into hot water!I think he should accept the fact that there are times when I say things but I don't really mean especially when I'm angry,cranky,depressed or sometimes i just say something with the hope that he will pujuk me...but then everytime i say 'i didn't mean it',he will say that if i don't mean what i said earlier it also means that i didn't mean it when I say I love him,i miss him,i want him and so forth.mcm smalam,i taknak duit die bila die nk bayar his lunch sbb i kata i blanje tp die taknak sbb die kata most of the time i yg bayar."it's ok,remember,nnt u &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to support me and my family"i said jokingly.then he pun start la to interpret each and every word of mine.and from his deduction,he came to a conclusion that I don't trust him when he says he will take care of me and my family!he said that he do something because he &lt;strong&gt;want&lt;/strong&gt; to do it and not because he &lt;strong&gt;has&lt;/strong&gt; to do it or because it is his responsibility.so basically the arguement started because of the word&lt;strong&gt; have&lt;/strong&gt; that i uttered.tp celah2 arguement smalam ada gak la scientific punye bende tp i tak ingat what they were.cerita2 lama pun kluar laa and i mmg lah tak boleh nk cakap ape because yg dolu2 tu salah i semuanye,so diam jelah kann...bile die marah die mmg scares the hell out of me but when he's ok, i feel he's like an angel sent down from up above...Research and science is his passion...unlike myself who doing this because somehow,I was stuck here and I feel that i have to finish whatever I had started,tu jee...yesterday he was mr hyde and this morning at 2-3ish he had transformed back into dr jekyll...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-8898155301174051272?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-3172794449804993717</id><published>2008-03-19T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:52:50.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satu Penganiyaan!</title><content type='html'>Arghhhhhh sakitnyeee hati...I dah type panjang berjela td n xsmpt laa nak post sbb xcomplete so save jelah tp bende tu hilanggg...boleh takkkk?and now I couldn't recall everything that I've spilled a moment ago...darnnn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-3172794449804993717?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/3172794449804993717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-5745889202060026760</id><published>2008-03-18T15:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:16:32.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Cabinet...</title><content type='html'>So here's the full list of Malaysia's 2008 cabinet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full list: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prime Minister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy Prime Minister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ministers in the Prime Minister's Department&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Sri Bernard Dompok&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Seri Nazri Aziz&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Ahmad Zahid Hamidi&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Mohd Zaid Ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Amirsham Abdul Aziz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy Ministers in the Prime Minister's Department&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Johari Baharom&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Dr Mashitah Ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;Datuk K. Devamany&lt;br /&gt;Datuk Hassan Malik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FinanceMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Finance Minister&lt;/strong&gt; - Tan Sri Nor Mohamed Yakcop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputies &lt;/strong&gt;- Datuk Ahmad Husni Hanadzlah, Datuk Kong Cho Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DefenceMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Wira Abu Seman Yusop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Internal Security and Home AffairsMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Seri Syed Hamid Albar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputies&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Chor Chee Heong, Senator Wan Ahmad Farid Wan Salleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Housing and Local GovernmentMinister&lt;/strong&gt; -Datuk Ong Ka Chuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputies&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Robert Lau , Datuk Hamzah Zainuddin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Works MinisterMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Mohd Zin Mohamad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;- Datuk Yong Khoon Seng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Energy, Water and Communications Minister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Shaziman Abu Mansor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;- Datuk Joseph Salang Gandum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agriculture and Agro-based Industry Minister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Mustapa Mohamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy &lt;/strong&gt;- Datin Paduka Rohani Abdul Karim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;International Trade and IndustryMinister&lt;/strong&gt; -Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputies&lt;/strong&gt;- Datuk Liew Vui Keong, Datuk Jacob Dungau Sagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foreign AffairsMinister&lt;/strong&gt; -Datuk Seri Dr Rais Yatim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;- Tunku Azlan Abu Bakar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EducationMinister&lt;/strong&gt; -Datuk Seri Hishammuddin Hussein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputies &lt;/strong&gt;-Datuk Wee Ka Siong, Datuk Razali Ismail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher EducationMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Khaled Nordin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputies&lt;/strong&gt; - Khoo Kok Choong, Datuk Idris Harun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transport-&lt;/strong&gt;Datuk Ong Tee Keat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt; - Anifah Aman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human Resources&lt;/strong&gt;-Datuk S. Subramaniam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;- Datuk Noraini Ahmad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women, Family and Community DevelopmentMinister&lt;/strong&gt;-Datuk Dr Ng Yen Yen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy-&lt;/strong&gt; Noriah Kasnon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Unity, Culture, Arts and Heritage Minister-&lt;/strong&gt; Datuk Shafie Apdal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;-Datuk Teng Boon Soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science, Technology and InnovationMinister-&lt;/strong&gt; Datuk Dr Maximus Ongkili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy-&lt;/strong&gt; Fadilah Yusof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entrepreneurial and Cooperative DevelopmentMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Noh Omar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy-&lt;/strong&gt; Datuk Saiffuddin Abdullah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natural Resources and EnvironmentMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Douglas Unggah Embas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy &lt;/strong&gt;- Datuk Abu Ghapur Salleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rural and Regional DevelopmentMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Tan Sri Muhammad Muhd Taib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy-&lt;/strong&gt; Tan Sri Joseph Kurup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Domestic Trade and Consumer AffairsMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Shahrir Samad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt; - Jelaing Mersat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plantation Industries and CommoditiesMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Peter Chin Fah Kui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;- Senator A. Kohilan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Youth and SportsMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Ismail Sabri Yaacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy &lt;/strong&gt;- Wee Jack Seng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HealthMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Liow Tiong Lai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;- Datuk Dr Abdul Latiff Ahmad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InformationMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Ahmad Shabery Cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;- Datuk Tan Lian Hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TourismMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Azalina Othman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Sulaiman Abdul Rahman Abu Taib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FTMinister&lt;/strong&gt; - Datuk Zulhasnan Rafique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deputy&lt;/strong&gt;- M. Saravanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source;The Star Online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oouhhh poor KJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5745889202060026760?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5745889202060026760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5745889202060026760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5745889202060026760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5745889202060026760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/2008-cabinet.html' title='2008 Cabinet...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-1182622788181326872</id><published>2008-03-18T10:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:11:07.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong with the book?</title><content type='html'>I booked the machine at 9am but it was only a few minutes ago I run it...boleh takk?mesti bengang miss flawless/spotless clean &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(bukan perli,sumpah mmg itu makna nama die.tp yg i bg ni synonym nyelah!die ada kt sebelah ni,klau die nmpk mampus i!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Klau kt xx dulu,bt perangai mcm ni,mmg confirm dah kne maki dgn mak2 tiri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally yesterday on my way back,I went to OU to buy the stuff that intend to buy which include the book!I bought two copies of it and had one of it wrapped.Maybe my freind's birthday tu smalam kot sbb she called me up yesterday...ntah laaa but whatever it is the present is ready kann!Yesterday it was raining cat and dog,okkk...when i left the xxx it was just about to rain but then my bf and i chatted a few minutes in the car and that was when the rain started to pour heavily.and i pulak gatal la pegi lalu jalan yg sedia maklum mmg akan banjir if hujan.tp I was lucky le sbb tak banjir cuma ada this one road je tetiba je banjir and i pulak tgh agak laju.It was sooo panicking!!!I thought air dah masuk enjin keta,dah la keta pinjam...keta mak aji plak tu...bkn senang die nk bg keta die although keta die bknla porche ke ape pun...terus i teringat kisah my mum yg meredah banjir dgn 'anak bongsu die' &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(keta kesayangan die yg dikatakan memahami mood die &amp;amp; byk berjasa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n last2 kne buat overhaul n RM10k melayang!ketakutan smalam jugak telah terbawa2 dlm mimpi mlm td..boleh mlm td I mimpi I keta mmg betul air and rosak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dan mimpi itu jugak menyebabkabkan sy bgn lmbt pg td!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and then when i finally reached the flood-free road,my mum called..biasalah tu..she will call me up every evening tanye kt mane n bile nk balik n our place tgh hujan lebat gak soo die risau lee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and then bile i reached BU dah tak hujan and alang2 OU mmg dah on my left,I pun singgah jap.I SMSed my sis n asked her to inform my mum that the rain had stopped i want to get some stuff.She asked me my whereabouts and when I told her I'm in OU,ntah,die mcm tak puas hati plak,i pun tak tau n taknak tau knape...few minutes later my mum called,biasalah to ask my whereabouts la kann..and I quickly answered,nak pegi mph beli 'BUKU'.die tak bising or marah pun,okk je die tanye dah sampi OU ke?I said, dah..the word BUKU saved me...so I went straight to MPH&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i mmg jalan straight saja although kiri kanan terpampang the word SALE!1st-i takde budget 2nd-i nk diet balik dulu br shopping baju,kononnye takut membazir laa dah bli baju now n then I jd tersgt slim so dah bebaju loose n x cantekk...confident jer!!)&lt;/span&gt;but couldn't find the book that I had asked the promoter's assistance.Then got it wrapped n headed &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(straight again...)&lt;/span&gt;to Watson to get my toiletries and that was when my other half called but the line got terminated.He was worried because I have not sms him.Everytime I reach home I will sms him.so die risau hujan lebat and i plak tak sampai rumah lg.then I told i tgh beli brg and he asked me to sms bila sampai rumah."I want to make sure you reach home safe and sound" he said...dah bli tu I pegi supermarket to get my 3 in 1 coffee tp yg i slalu bli tu takde so bli yg lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lapar gileee so I went to food court je mkn sorang2...had kuey teow ladna...i mmg suka sgt mkn kuey teow esp cantonese kuey teow...waktu diet gle2 dulu,nasi sume tak sentuh tp kuey teow mmg i blasah..can't resist kuey teow's temptation!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so to my other half,if i dah takde nnt, and u nk bt kenduri arwah,hidang kuey teow as the main course yehh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so bila mkn sorang2 tu teringat la plak zaman muda2 dulu whereby I slalu la pegi shopping mall sorang2,jln sorang2,mkn sorang2,bt2 bc buku sorang2 kt MPH or kinokuniya dgn harapan ada la mane2 good looking guy yg dtg approach i dgn pick up line such yg common tu...and dulu bila mkn,bt2 konon sgt concentrate dgn makanan tp sebernarnye mata 2 pandang sape2 yg tgk or i dok usha mane2 laki!!eeeiii bodohnyeee...I mmg tau org mmg takkan berani approach i...perempuan pun takut inikan pulak laki!org slalu kata i ni sombong laa ape laaa garang laaa.nk bt cemane dah mmg muka i mcm ni kan...muka biasa i,org kata masam,muka senyum i org kata muka biasa n muka marah i takyah mention la kann&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(mungkin sbb itu kot simpulan bahasa melayu mengatakan hidung tinggi=sombong!)&lt;/span&gt;...n lg satu bila nmpk cermin or anything that can reflect me I akan tgk n then end up merasa sgt tension sbb terasa gemuk laaa tembam laaa buncit laaa apa laaa pimple laaa and yada yada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; yada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp now,I just couldnt be bothered!now i mmg betul2 concentrate mkn smpi I bleh rasa the piece of hot kuey teow moving down thru my esophagus.mkn cpt2 sbb takut balik lmbt...then i balik,mak aji dah balik dulu n she was ok je...ouuhh pegi merayau ye, she said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i pun change ape sume n before that I called my other half but only chatted for very couple of minutes as he was in the middle of a meeting (mlm2 meeting).kononnye nk membaca laaa kann.siap pikir nk stay up lg...I turn bawah lepak kt bilik bawah n end up tido...baca 2-3 pages je,poyo takkk?I betul2 punye pengsannn...my mum came in and she saw the book and she was like what book is this?why did you bought this book?saja,i said...there's must be a reason,she said...i malas la plak nk explain sbb sgt penat!u went to MPH to buy this book?and then die kata membazir ke ape ntah,tak dgr sgt sbb mamai...i pun pelikkk la sgt what's wrong the book...i mean didn't she read the title?i serious tak paham okkk...the she asked me what's wrong with me and i told her i was so tired,dog-tired!she said maybe I should start taking supplements...she asked me whether I have talk to 'budak tu' and I was like "die muda 3-4 thn je dr ma"...I told her that I had talked to her and she said she will ask her hubby &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Mrs J smsed me just now telling me bout the procedure...I think my parents are well aware of the procedure but what they need is 'org dalam')&lt;/span&gt;.and oouhh she also told me about Zara(Raja Nazrin's wife) who happen to be my cousin's friend!She said my cousin was lepaking with this Zara in DSH few hours before she had her contraction,and yada yada yada...yelah my cousin's circle of friends mmg laa yg jenis2 tu and even she herself is earning 5 figures salary at a very young age tp although she's succesful and hot tp laki takut kot that she's still single at the age of late 30s&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(tp dulu,plan asal i pun mmg taknak kawen!)&lt;/span&gt;...yelah..ape2lah...good for her la kan...she slept beside me and we went upstairs at 2-ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shite!!!my SV came to me to ask for the card and I plak bleh tak prasan die masuk...dlm keadaan terkezut i pegi bukak tab lain...nmpk sgt laaa cover line kan?stupidos!!!she caught me red-handed....red-handed ke?bkn bt ape pun kan?tak la red, pink-handed kot sbb membuat bende yg unnecessary laaa kan!!!sungguh mengong....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-1182622788181326872?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/1182622788181326872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=1182622788181326872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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way that can be easily digested!I tau byk bende jugak&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(takde le byk mane pun!)&lt;/span&gt; tp I ni jack of all trades,master of none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life would be happier if i can;&lt;br /&gt;1)delete my past,really delete it as if it never happen&lt;br /&gt;2)stop comparing myself with others&lt;br /&gt;3)sleep only 5 hrs a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-5570166421840157289?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/5570166421840157289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=5570166421840157289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5570166421840157289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/5570166421840157289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/5-hours.html' title='5 hours...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-2106901557460320507</id><published>2008-03-17T16:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:08:27.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas...</title><content type='html'>She's right in front of me but due to some silly reasons,I have not start any conversation regarding that matter.Procrastination!Die balik kang baru padan muka!&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to write the do's and don'ts of the xxxxx bench that I'm in charge of this month.I need a template,okkk!!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen him for today.The thing about him that i miss the most during the weekend was his hand!Just the hand and not what he can do with it.&lt;br /&gt;She came in and i'm a total hypocrite in front of her!no,not hypocrite maybe the appropriate word would be uneasy or awkward?.or maybe I just feel so.okay,I'm just exxagerating!I can stand on my own feet (prasan!).Maybe this is good for me that I don't rely much on them.I solve my own problem with the help of xx and internet and once with the help of a sales rep.thanxxxx hmmm i had forgotten her name.Damn!!I will give them the result.There's nothing wrong with their supervision,it's just me who are having this inner conflict.Something in me keep on telling me that ppl around me hated me and I'm not good enough.The truth is I'm not doing level best.I easily get distracted even by stranger's blog.Reading ppl's blog lead me to comparing my life with theirs and I start to label myself as loser!I'm pathetic.menyampah,again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-2106901557460320507?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/2106901557460320507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=2106901557460320507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/2106901557460320507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/2106901557460320507'/><link 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maybe she can help us to get in the two monkeys yang aritu dah elok2 dok sini dgn permit and then gatai balik sana and  didn't showed up as promised.So my mum dgn penuh sakit hatinya telah meng-cancel-kan their working permit.and now dua ekoq tu nk masuk balik and my mum nk dorang gak because they can do work!I do not know how to talk to her,I mean to talk about this le kann...but I have to because cant stand to see my parents berhempas pulas sbb not enough workers kannnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nak bli 2 buku travelog haji,one for me and one for my best friend tp mcm biasalah tak beli2 jugak!!meyampah okkk...My best friend's birthday is in this month but I forgot the date..boleh tak?but then I thought maybe it is better to wish someone a belated birthday rather than simply wish them on the wrong day!so should I just wish and give her the present on 1st of april?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-913093563420141099</id><published>2008-03-17T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:50:02.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rizq...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A colleague emailed this to me and I decided to post it here because td I baca skali lalu je and didn't get the gist of it.Tp if bior dlm email je jgn harapla I nk baca for the second time kann.Tp I task tau plak sape punye article nih so I tak cite la yeh.Thankks L for this article I pun mmg tgh agak tension psl rizq nih...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeking Your Provisions (Rizq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;At any Muslim family gathering, a favourite topic (amongst the men at least) is how best to go about accumulating more wealth... When in attendance at such gatherings, I have often been advised, which stocks and shares to invest in or which riba (interest) based mortgages to enter into. Ironically, those advising me to commit flagrant transgressions against Allah (swt) in an attempt to become more wealthy, were Muslims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam teaches us that a man should go and earn his living, and this is a noble act in the eyes of Allah (swt). Most of us have several responsibilities, be they to our parents, our children, or both. There are always bills to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rizq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know through the forewarning of Allah (swt) that we must use only allowed (halal) means in the pursuit of wealth. Why then do some Muslims persist in pursuing their wealth through prohibited (haram) means? Much can be attributed to man's weakness, and desire for immediate gratification and comfort, which lead to his short sightedness. In turn much of this weakness is attributable to a weakness in understanding certain concepts from Islam, and the widely misunderstood concept of rizq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have we come across a Muslim man who does not go to pray jumuah salat on Friday although it is an obligation on him. His argument is "if I go to jumuah, , I may not be seen as a hard worker so I may loose my job. If I loose my job, I will not be able to provide for my family." So his misunderstanding about the source of his provisions has lead him to disobey Allah (swt) by missing jumuah prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rizq is from Allah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah (swt) said:&lt;br /&gt;"Say: 'Truly my Lord enlarges the provision (rizq) for whom He will of His slaves, and (also) restricts (it) for him, and whatever you spend of anything (in Allah's cause), He will replace it. And He is the best of providers'" [TMQ Saba: 39].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is part of the aqeedah (belief) of a Muslim that his sustenance and wealth (his rizq) is given to him by Allah (swt). One of Allah's names is Ar-Razzaq or The Provider. Rizq includes everything provided by way of provision or nurture, including both monetary wealth, food and any sustenance. The references to rain, and fruit in some ayahs of Qur'an that talk about rizq, demonstrate that the concept of rizq is more general than gold, silver or money alone, but encompasses all provision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rizq is fixed !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another crucial point to understanding rizq is that it is fixed in its amount. That is the rizq for each and every human has already been decreed by Allah (swt).&lt;br /&gt;Ibn Mas'ud narrated that Allah's Messenger (saw) said to his wife Umm Habiba: "Verily you have asked Allah about the duration of life already set, and the steps you would take, and the sustenance the share of which is fixed. Nothing will take place before its due time, and nothing will be deferred beyond when it is due." [Muslim].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two concepts from the Islamic aqeedah (belief) mark a believer as being distinctive from the kuffar. The belief that his wealth is provided by Allah is in conflict with the widely held belief that it is the individual through his own efforts or job who provides rizq for himself. Secondly this allocation is fixed and unchangeable despite our efforts to increase it. This is also a distinct view. Together they provide a variety of unique effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muslims believe in rizq because it is contained in the miraculous text of the Qur'an and explained in the sunnah of Allah's Messenger, as well as it being something we can appreciate by studying the reality around us. Some confusion may arise when attempting to understand its application in everyday life, after all a hot shot financial analyst surrounded by all the trappings of 21st century life has so much wealth because of his work and his pay cheque, as compared to a lowly farmer in the developing world and his humble surroundings. Actually it is perfectly demonstrable that the difference in rizq is beyond the control of man and is the work of divine providence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What we control...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easily understood that there is a sphere in which men have been granted control by Allah (swt) i.e. our words and our chosen actions. It is also self evident that there is a sphere which is beyond the influence of man, and which Allah as the Master of creation controls all - the weather, if a flipped coin lands heads or tail - so called 'luck', and generally everything man has no control over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often confuse the circumstances by which we attain our rizq with the actual of cause of rizq. If these circumstances such as our profession were the true causes of rizq then they should not fail in producing a particular amount of rizq, but it can clearly be seen that they do not guarantee the rizq. These circumstances may exist but the individual for some reason doesn't gain the expected income. On the other hand someone may be uneducated, unemployed and poor but becomes a millionaire overnight for some reason such as winning a competition, inheriting wealth, etc. If circumstances such as status, education and profession were determining factors of rizq then this would not be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An employee might work for a whole month but he is prevented from his expected income due to settling a previous debt, or spending money on those whose maintenance he is obliged to provide, or by paying taxes. In such a situation, the circumstance which brings the provision (i.e. the employee's work), the rizq was not obtained since he did not get his wages. On the other hand, there might be someone in his house in tower hamlets, to whom the postman brings the news that so and so relative of his in America has died, leaving him as the sole inheritor, and that all of his wealth will pass into his hands. This rizq came to him even though he didn't imagine it ever becoming so wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wealth can come to us in many ways and leave us in many ways. One may inherit wealth, or find it - like hidden treasure in a pirate story or a ten pound note on the street. One may be made redundant, or be given a raise, robbed of all one's wealth by a highwayman or conned by a grifter. These are only a few scenarios from a long list of possibilities that happen to people every day, some unable to gain the income they worked for and others obtaining wealth without working for it. Therefore the circumstances in which rizq is obtained are as a rule, conditions of rizq and not its causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, it is not within our control to choose how wealthy we are, otherwise we could all will ourselves to be millionaires and own properties in Mayfair. This does not mean we go to the extreme of leaving our work and obligation to ourselves and our family as this would be disobeying the laws of Allah (swt). Rather we do the best actions we can (as providence usually favours the prepared), but with the firm belief that provision is from Allah (swt) alone. The Prophet (saw) advised a man, "Tie the camel and trust in Allah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This teaches us that we need to look after the means within our control but must continuously trust in Allah (swt). Islam doesn't promote fatalism or laziness, it was narrated that Umar bin Al-Khattab (ra) passed by some people, who were known as readers of the Qur'an. He saw them sitting and bending their heads, and asked who they were. He was told: "They are those who depend (al-mutawwakiloon) upon Allah (SWT)." Umar replied: "No, they are the eaters who eat the people's properties. Do you want me to describe those who really depend upon Allah (al-mutawwakiloon) are?" He was answered in the affirmative, and then he said: "He is the person who throws the seeds in the earth and depends on His Lord The Almighty, The Exalted ('azza wa jalla)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In difficult times...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Muslim must always rely upon Allah (swt), this belief gives the believer the strength to overcome difficulties. Someone with the correct understanding that his provision is from Allah (swt), will trust fully in Allah (swt) to provide for him especially when times are difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Allah (swt) said: "Allah increases the provision (rizq) for whom he wills, and straitens (it from whom He wills), and they rejoice in the life of the world, whereas the life of this world as compared with the hereafter is but a brief passing enjoyment" [TMQ Ar-Ra'd: 26].&lt;br /&gt;So if times are difficult the true believer sees it as a test from Allah (swt), and it is He (swt) who will provide what is due. We take heed in what the ayah states that the life of this world "…is but a brief passing enjoyment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confronted with difficult times, another may be tempted in desperation to resort to prohibited (haraam) means such as stealing, fraud or taking out an interest bearing loan. There is no such temptation for the steadfast believer who understands that his rizq is from Allah (swt) and he just needs to go out and try his best to earn it in a permitted (halal) way.&lt;br /&gt;The prohibited choices are many, stocks and shares in PLC companies, prohibited mortgages to become landlords or other usurious means, many of which Muslims have delved into, to their great loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One failure is the failure to understand their rizq comes from Allah (swt) alone. In believing they have increased their allotment through their choice they are actually deceived, because the only matter they controlled was their choice to do something forbidden and hateful in the eyes of Allah (swt) or not. We should realise that the rizq allotted by Allah (swt) for us will come to us whether we undertake haram or halal actions to obtain it, it is our loss if we follow the path towards jahannam (hell fire) chasing after wealth which has been predestined for us. The great scholar Nu'man ibn Thabit, otherwise known as Abu Hanifah explained this point when he asked a thief why he is stealing from his own rizq i.e. stealing to obtain something which he would come to him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Value of wealth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final quality of the believer who has understood rizq in its correct context, is the small value he places upon his wealth, or rather the value he places upon it is of a different type. He knows it is a burden, he knows his provision is fixed and that Allah (swt) will provide for him so there is no need to fear in spending his wealth freely in a righteous manner, as these deeds will benefit him in the hereafter whereas the material wealth he accumulates and the items he has bought with them and covets will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pure understanding, well thought out and free from doubt, of key notions like rizq, the value of deeds and the insignificance of this dunya (wordly life), causes a believer to be freed from the struggle to accumulate wealth to purchase the next best thing and places his focus upon actions instead. It will also produce an individual who sticks to the shariah rules when obtaining wealth and someone who is characterised with generosity, actively seeking useful ways to spend or invest his wealth which will benefit him through earning Allah's pleasure. Compare this to the struggle of most people to save for a faster car, a bigger house, or the finest fashions.&lt;br /&gt;"Verily Allah provides sustenance to whom He wills." [TMQ al-Imran: 37]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-913093563420141099?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/913093563420141099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=913093563420141099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/913093563420141099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/913093563420141099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/seeking-your-provisions-rizq-at-any.html' title='Rizq...'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590930591898905425.post-683065289056099029</id><published>2008-03-17T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T16:18:47.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menyampah</title><content type='html'>Menyampah betul!!!kononnye nk buat blog and tulis ape2 sesuka hati tp dah type tetibe dah tak tau ape nk tulis and end up not posting the thing that I intend to post!!menyampah tak?eeeiiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malas nk buat keje hari ni,boleh tak?I buat bende tu for 4 consecutive days tp tak jd n now I have to repeat balik...menyampah lg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination has been a part of me...eeei lg la menyampah.Dr hari tu nk bukak Maybank account tp till today tak bukak lg!I went there twice tp ada je bende yg menganggu urusan pembukaan account i.eeeiii..nk pegi hari ni,tak boleh sbb tak tau how long it will take as I have to present today.Selepas 3x di-postponed,today br nk present tp tak tau la jd ke x or kene postpone lg...ini membuatkan I menyampah dgn org yg tak sepatutnye i menyampah!!I nk bli facial wash,3 in1 coffee,shower cream,toothbrush,tp tak beli2 gak...weekend dok umah terbongkang tido!My mum kata if only i cut down a bit on my sleeping hours,I dah dpt masuk medic!tp asyik tido je,haa skang br menyesal...my cousin dpt 11A1 and 1A2,gila terror.I pikir balik klau la dulu I rajin skit,kan bagus.tp dulu I anggap blaja 2 satu beban and I tak blaja sbb nk tambah ilmu tp sbb bnk score so I jd boring n mengantuk n apa lg,tido laaa...tp klau nk tau SPM if compare dgn STPM mak aiihh jauh beza okkk!!!STPM yg arts pun x bley tahan inikan pulak science,nk mati okkk!!!and compare dgn matrix pun agak beza...chemistry STPM ada 3 bahagian physical chem,organic chem and INorganic chem...matrix xde yg IN tu!waktu STPM dulu,my mum,my sister sume mmg pantau I so dah tak bleh nk tido laa so I pun tido dlm toilet,boleh takk?haaa skang padan la muka kan!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590930591898905425-683065289056099029?l=pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/feeds/683065289056099029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590930591898905425&amp;postID=683065289056099029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/683065289056099029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590930591898905425/posts/default/683065289056099029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pissedjalapeno.blogspot.com/2008/03/menyampah.html' title='Menyampah'/><author><name>miss sha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04067507776582440773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
