<?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-5487754988163876508</id><updated>2012-01-12T01:01:57.983+08:00</updated><category term='shoes'/><category term='famous amos'/><category term='spit'/><category term='hyperactive'/><category term='judge'/><category term='trucks'/><category term='intro'/><category term='lazy bummer'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='ambuyat'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Melepak-ing'/><category term='param-pam-pam'/><category term='achai'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='URI'/><category term='crashed coke'/><category term='kedayan song'/><category term='Grumpy'/><category term='UK'/><category term='Mental'/><category term='lick'/><category term='Nyamanz Plan'/><category term='Mr Bean'/><category term='welcome'/><category term='massages'/><category term='Xhibit'/><category term='Ambuyataholic'/><category term='Movies nyanta'/><category term='pathetic'/><category term='nyamanz'/><category term='jablai'/><category term='big foot'/><category term='cungkil'/><category term='office people'/><category term='Recipe'/><category term='Question'/><category term='sick'/><category term='heavy balls'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='serabut'/><category term='work'/><category term='sexy'/><category term='ium-ubui'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle</title><subtitle type='html'>It's just me,really.....NOT!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-7416289778848384741</id><published>2007-05-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:13:14.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle's dilema</title><content type='html'>Madamoiselle  is sick. She is Sick, and so is he. They are all sick and everyone are sick as well.&lt;br /&gt;It's the sick season this time around; painfull coughs, shivering fevers, running noses, and unbearable headaches... aaahh....blogging has been postphoned and i am bored kekekek!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry peeps nothing interesting here....uwaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-7416289778848384741?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7416289778848384741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=7416289778848384741&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/7416289778848384741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/7416289778848384741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/05/madamoiselles-dilema.html' title='Madamoiselle&apos;s dilema'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-4798010116925479091</id><published>2007-04-26T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:30:21.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jablai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spit'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle's Random Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-=Warning=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rated 18++ with mental problems only.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever've been told here has got something to do with someone somewhere in the world but was retold with full exageration and full of egos and nothing of the good things.Hold on and hang tight, if you feel it might be you, it could be you hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Two years ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy 1:     Hey check this out. Look at that Fatsy shmatsy girl, Jablai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy2:     Whoah! Common dude, are you gonna take her for one of your playmates??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy 1:     Nah! Sorry not my type. Not going to take her even if anyone's paying me! Euwh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy 1:     Dang! Look at Jablai. Wow! she's getting sexy smakshy. Hmm..let me tackle her and                  be one of my scandalicious babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy 2:     Too late dude! she's not even looking at you. She's got her boyfren with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy 1:       What? Shux! Oh look at her -= and droolss!!=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't Lick What you've Spit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;                                 2) Don't judge a book by its cover -= or its name hehehe!=-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5487754988163876508-4798010116925479091?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/4798010116925479091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=4798010116925479091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/4798010116925479091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/4798010116925479091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselles-random-tales.html' title='Madamoiselle&apos;s Random Tales'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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-5487754988163876508.post-469336795735442555</id><published>2007-04-25T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:45:27.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kedayan song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous amos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='param-pam-pam'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle says "Param-Pam Pam"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Hellew peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Seems like any Bruneian knows what my title is all about. Yup, you've guessed it right. My talk of the day is about the "kedayan-baonai song" famously sung by the green uniform dude known as ACHAI. So he's famous-amos  now with people around using it for their ring tone melody, and lots of posts  of his you-tubes short video clip on peoples' blogs. kewl!! And the latest news,he's now in recording studios with his background singers WITH MUSIC and it's in you-tube already..hehehehe...even played in the radio yesterday. Have a look at this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5JlYIC9N-kg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5JlYIC9N-kg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Eisey! Cam Rappers kedayan plg... Funny but still kewl!! First time, a famous-amos kedayan song hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-469336795735442555?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/469336795735442555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=469336795735442555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/469336795735442555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/469336795735442555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselle-says-param-pam-pam.html' title='Madamoiselle says &quot;Param-Pam Pam&quot;'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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-5487754988163876508.post-1573580281633151239</id><published>2007-04-22T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:31:51.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hyperactive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyamanz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy bummer'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle spends the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Madamoiselle is a bit hyperactive today. For a Sunday, its quite unusual to wake up early at 7.30am, when at most times, I, for sure would end up waking up 2 or 3 hours later. Being a  Lazy bummer I  have always been, was changed for this day, when I got up, took a shower and went to the office to clear a few unfinished leftover paperwork that i could have done yesterday if I did not have been so excited to go straight back home at 4.30pm sharp. Why the hurry? Well, got good news for myself when checking my email and I sumhow, forgotten my magic number and want to hurry to home sweet home to get my "backup" magic number and open sesame the magic door to my awaiting answer. Yes! managed to get pass through the 3rd step of getting into a better future and are now trying to get an idea how to proceed to my next step. hmmmm.... That I'll leave it for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;So back to my life of today, at noon, tummy growls fiercely, looking for food to savagely satisfy the hunger &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= wooo!! ganas bunyinya=-&lt;/span&gt; and took action on dialing up siblings to join in the utterly gracious moment &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= apakan?=-&lt;/span&gt; One sistah joined and suggested for a lunch-in-bowling. Understood with the wanting of grasping on big heavy balls lately&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= ehem..!!!=-&lt;/span&gt; We went to the only place where everyone knew, lots of balls been rolled down, cracking sound of fallen white pins shattering the climax of One's mind to be an addicted ball grabber.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; -=hehehehe=-. &lt;/span&gt;Played two games after having an enormous lunch at Junk/Fast food "Jolibee" and hadn't got a good score for the play this time around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;When game was over, I headed back to office to pack. I had forgotten to pack up my stuffs before lunch and so came back to do just a lil bit more of clearing up my paperwork before heading back to sistah's house. Another urge came where this time, the wanting of sweats trickling throughout the body came to mind. Again, stalking my sistah to join for a twosome sweat-muscle-breaking workout to Tasek Lama. Well, actually went there for a fast stroll ...hehehe... to let out the hyper active feeling inside.. Wosey!! Took 3 rounds by the easy lanes, avoiding the jungle tracks as to preserve the limited sweats and energy.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= nda fit lah katakan!=-.&lt;/span&gt; Lots of people to be seen and it has been a pleasurable walk &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-=not jog=-&lt;/span&gt; enjoying the great beauty of the environment. With feelings of  ants crawling up your knees, since its my first sweaty walk for like so many centuries, we headed to the Tamu Selera for an early dinner. By then, t'was already 5.45pm. Had my favourite Steamed Ginger fish with half portion of rice &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= chewah...setangah ganya dang!=-&lt;/span&gt; and a fresh whole coconut. Nyaman eh. We didn't stopped here though. Our minds were still so active that we thought of going for a movie. Fotunately, since we've been so sweaty and smells terrifically horrible...hehehehe... cahnged our minds and had an ice cream instead. hahaha! Not making any much of a full use use of exercising to lose all those fats. Finally before heading back home, we managed to shop at "Pertama" to release the last of our energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, am blogging in the dark. Au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RitxiAbNjfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-VIowthK2_4/s1600-h/low-carb-diet.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RitxiAbNjfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-VIowthK2_4/s320/low-carb-diet.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056259835697139186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&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/5487754988163876508-1573580281633151239?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1573580281633151239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=1573580281633151239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/1573580281633151239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/1573580281633151239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselle-spends-weekend.html' title='Madamoiselle spends the weekend'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RitxiAbNjfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-VIowthK2_4/s72-c/low-carb-diet.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-3901190388611896410</id><published>2007-04-17T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:27:31.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madamoiselle's Morning Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Hellew peeps,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;What a glorious-gloomy Tuesday!  Woke up early morning and it was raining. The sun was up despite the black clouds gathering around it. Usually, i feel gloomy on a rainy morning, but with the mixture of weather, I felt extraordinarily wonderful. Somehow i love the weather and so  took some pictures while on the way to wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;k. -=Taking pics while driving??!! sshhhhh!!=-  Took the pics from my hp camera so the quality is of course not a thumbs up but still Love the sight of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTJdO7-fEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sjdV8VRziVU/s1600-h/17042007%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTJdO7-fEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sjdV8VRziVU/s320/17042007%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054386185879583810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTKUO7-fFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Z-q0q9r_IjQ/s1600-h/17042007%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054388548111596658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTOCe7-fII/AAAAAAAAAG8/nr8Nyf2QmEU/s1600-h/17042007%28010%29edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTOCe7-fII/AAAAAAAAAG8/nr8Nyf2QmEU/s320/17042007%28010%29edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054391223876222082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Evening at six, While on the way back home, took more snapshots of the slightly rainy, wet roads, and the sight was no less as refreshing as the morning view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTYO-7-fLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tAUKpMKIl5g/s1600-h/17042007%28012%29+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTYO-7-fLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tAUKpMKIl5g/s320/17042007%28012%29+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054402433740864690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTYwO7-fMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MAUuyaqV1eY/s1600-h/17042007%28013%29+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTYwO7-fMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MAUuyaqV1eY/s320/17042007%28013%29+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054403004971515074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In conclusion to all these, It's a rainy day in Brunei :P Bon Nuit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Glory'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiTJdO7-fEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sjdV8VRziVU/s72-c/17042007%28004%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-9030564936211456970</id><published>2007-04-15T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:24:06.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madamoiselle Bowls.</title><content type='html'>Today's score increased yipee!!! Highest so far was today's game. Played with my sistah for fun. Being amateurs, am very happy since my aim has fulfilled. Not that I played well like the professionals but somehow luck is on my side today .har! har! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-=kambang jua eh, inda jua seberapa=-&lt;/span&gt; I know, I know, my play was just a simple throw, now spins, no tricks, just plain throw...but i score hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my results in the past few days since i started playing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= Hey, As i've said, I've just started playing it two weeks ago.=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                                     Game         1st game              2nd game             T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;otal Score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;                                        1st                                80 90                                             170&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;                                        2nd                                75               91                     166&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       3rd                                  48                                         96                     144&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;                                        4th                                   75                                         104                    179&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       5th                                   98                                          72                                                 170&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       6th                                   94                                          74                      168&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       7th                                  102                                      118                    220&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi sistah just played her first game today and her scores were like 59 - 82 = 141. okay jua tu nyanta..hehe!!! Macam my sis nyanyat kan main plg. Look at her play in the pic. hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiI7Fe7-fDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/G0fjKwkSNb8/s1600-h/15042007%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiI7Fe7-fDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/G0fjKwkSNb8/s320/15042007%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053666697253125170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-9030564936211456970?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/9030564936211456970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=9030564936211456970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/9030564936211456970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/9030564936211456970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselle-bowls.html' title='Madamoiselle Bowls.'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiI7Fe7-fDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/G0fjKwkSNb8/s72-c/15042007%28012%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-3239724314891579572</id><published>2007-04-15T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:26:24.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madamoiselle spending the Weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Few days ago, madamoiselle went blog hopping and came across a particular food blog i guess &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-=but i've forgotten which one, dang!=-&lt;/span&gt; and read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;about a new seafood restaurant here in Kiulap. Am so curious, and am so tempted that somehow I have to go there and try it myself. And so I did wif my sistah this afternoon. The name of the place is "The Seafood Paradise" located at Seri Purnama Complex in Kiulap, just right next to Sugar &amp; Spice Restaurant &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= same building lah.=-&lt;/span&gt;Guess everyone knows where that is. The place is simple and just nice, with big flat screen TV to en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;tertain with. For comfort, you can d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;ine inside the restaurant with air conditioned and big round tables for  big-family dining, but if you prefer relax dining, they also have tables of four outside the re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;staurant where 2 big fridges were located for seafood lovers to choose for their main menus. How's the food?  Beautifulll!! hehehe... Tasted so nyummy that we tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;ught we have ordered too much &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-=for two tummies=-&lt;/span&gt; but somehow had cleared the dishes in seconds.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; -=atu nyamaanzzz=-  &lt;/span&gt;Here's some s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;napshot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;s taken from my handphone camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiInuu7-e9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/4VxU6N_aVMk/s1600-h/15042007%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiInuu7-e9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/4VxU6N_aVMk/s400/15042007%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053645415690173394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outside view of the restaurant wif that big flat screen TV. The Phone number is shown. Call' em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for bookings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiItS-7-e_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/60p17TyS3e0/s1600-h/15042007%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiItS-7-e_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/60p17TyS3e0/s320/15042007%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053651536018570226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the "Cambodian Style Egg" -= I think=-. Nyummy. They mixed a kind of Thai Veg with egg and had 'Sambal" served with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiIw_u7-fAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FEpBpNUtdHw/s1600-h/15042007%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiIw_u7-fAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FEpBpNUtdHw/s320/15042007%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053655603352599554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby Kailan in Oyster Sauce. slurrpp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiIx9u7-fBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OJzKOXN5Nk4/s1600-h/15042007%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiIx9u7-fBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OJzKOXN5Nk4/s320/15042007%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053656668504488978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the main dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiIy1u7-fCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oE6JtNFPsNw/s1600-h/15042007%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiIy1u7-fCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oE6JtNFPsNw/s320/15042007%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053657630577163298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamed Promfet Thai Style ...Had eaten the fish before taking a snap..-=nda gi sabar kan makan bah=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Additional info, The cost of the dishes are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drinks - Pina Colada &amp; Bee sting - $4.00 each x 2 = &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;$8.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Main Dish - Steamed Promfet Thai style - $5 x 720gm = &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;$36.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Veg - Baby Kailan in Oyster Sauce = &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;$6.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Egg - Cambidian Style = &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;$6.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. White Rice - $0.50 x 2 = &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;$1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Total amount : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$57.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;A bit pricey but worth the buds...0r was it that we're so hungry. hehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-3239724314891579572?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3239724314891579572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=3239724314891579572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/3239724314891579572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/3239724314891579572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselle-spending-weekend.html' title='Madamoiselle spending the Weekend.'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RiInuu7-e9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/4VxU6N_aVMk/s72-c/15042007%28009%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-8438293216696644886</id><published>2007-04-10T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:21:35.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crashed coke'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle talks  bout 'Sports'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rhuk3u7-e6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/RSNHhBCIL0E/s1600-h/couch+potato+sprt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rhuk3u7-e6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/RSNHhBCIL0E/s320/couch+potato+sprt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051812684425493410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Madamoiselle is not a sport person. Being a couch potato workaholic madame, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= does that ever match?=-&lt;/span&gt; moi hardly ever into sports. The last time I was into sports was way back in high school. Had played an itsy bitsy teeny weeny short time of softball, had been a never-won-anything in shot put for the yearly sports day, and headed a march past team competiton &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= in which isnt' really a sport itself =-&lt;/span&gt; and oh! I was a football player in the primaries. ;p Really! Played with my male mates playing football in class during breaks. hahaha! what kinda football is that?!!  Well, folks, it's cheap recycle football using crashed 'Coke'-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;= dui ma!! cian main kai tin minuman ganya=- &lt;/span&gt;hey! i guess some of you had experienced playing that doncha? Was fun though. I 've just remembered, yeah, i also did played some table tennis or is it ping pong &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= samakah tu?=-&lt;/span&gt; back in the college years. Love this game but had never played since i left college. Hah! the good ol' days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, since work came into life, i somehow stopped doing any sports. Worst, am now terrible in doing anything of that sort. I was thinking of starting to be active in one now. what kinda sport  shud I be good at? hmmm... Not a sweat, straining kind of sport, i prefer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= adakah tu sport memberi nda berpaluh? nah! nampak tia pemalasnya ah=-&lt;/span&gt; Had tried with badminton before. It doesn't work with me anymore.  Am not fit no more as sexy smacksy madamoiselle blossoms too well in her early years of career. wink! I became puff the dragon after a few minute of smacking the shuttlecock.  Fitness worries me in mind but hadn't tried to boost myself in doing anything tsk!tsk!!  Tried to play ping pong again but had nobody to play with. Furthermore, my play sux after years of leaving it. If only there's a place to play with a coach to guide me back. I need one. I really do enjoy playing that sport.  Then I wanted to try Golf. But golf needs good investment and patience and sacrifices in terms of money, play and skin. Skin? yeah! Had enuff  Tanning ya know..hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Lately my friends and i had a craze in bowling. Is that considered a sport? I was never a good bowler though. Don't know what came to us but we've been playing quite constantly these days. Just started this craze last week and my first game was like a 50+ only. Ugly score yeah?  Just playing it for fun and somehow got addicted with heavy balls..haha! Scores increase like from 50 then 75 then 85 then 90 then 91 then 45 &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= kes bnyk baibun flop plg=-&lt;/span&gt; then 89  then 75 and the last i played was 104. woohooo!! Finally got a 100+ score. Aiming next 120. I know, I know, amateurs!!!! Hey i just started like a week only. Spare me.Hehehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rhuq3e7-e7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/_9oUEZOmaMg/s1600-h/jkon603l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rhuq3e7-e7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/_9oUEZOmaMg/s320/jkon603l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051819277200292786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-8438293216696644886?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8438293216696644886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=8438293216696644886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/8438293216696644886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/8438293216696644886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselle-talks-bout-sports.html' title='Madamoiselle talks  bout &apos;Sports&apos;.'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rhuk3u7-e6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/RSNHhBCIL0E/s72-c/couch+potato+sprt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-2677545788417628130</id><published>2007-04-08T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:23:27.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='URI'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle talks about "URI"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Hi ya peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;As you can see from my blog title for today, moi wanna talk about "URI". What the heck is "URI"? Well, for those who's not a malay speaking peeps, specifically not a Bruneian peeps that is, "URI" is what we can describe as "worries" or a better word "fear" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-=correct me if i'm wrong eih!=-&lt;/span&gt;. It's the feelings of multi depressing worries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;that plays in your head about something &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-= heh! heh! a bit of an exageration there, i guess=-&lt;/span&gt; And I'm sure everyone has this"URI" feeling deep down inside. I do have one in mind now and i'd like to share it to ya all. Not that it's much of an exciting topic to say but i just need to let it off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= worries are burdens ya know!!=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;To be frank, i hated driving on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; near any trucks especially the ones that carries Big containers or oil tanker trucks. My "URI" would just explodes in my mind of all the mishaps that could happen when driving next to it. And that gives me the creeps.Worst, i always imagined that what if the containers would fell crashing onto your car when your next to it.That "URI" always sent me shivers to the spine. Hey, it happens right.Have seen one in the news before &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= not locally=-&lt;/span&gt; and it w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;asn't a good sight to see. Funny thing is, because it became a big "URI" for me that whenever i came across these big trucks, either i'd made sure that i would speed up so i won't be driving by its side for more than a sec &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= and in the mean time, i would be like 'kebak-kebuk'=-&lt;/span&gt; OR if there's a slow car in front, I would slow down just behind the truck until the car in front has passed the truck and cleared for me to speed up.  Pathetic huh! See peeps, somehow this "URI" is such a burden for me. I tried to ignore it but itjust won't get away. Guess that's just one of my fear factors. So What is your "URI"? Care to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhkG04c-G3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/V6JYrpH1sxs/s1600-h/pca0070l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhkG04c-G3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/V6JYrpH1sxs/s400/pca0070l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051075962649582450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-2677545788417628130?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/2677545788417628130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=2677545788417628130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/2677545788417628130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/2677545788417628130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselle-talks-about-uri.html' title='Madamoiselle talks about &quot;URI&quot;'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhkG04c-G3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/V6JYrpH1sxs/s72-c/pca0070l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-4781828234564939566</id><published>2007-04-06T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:00:18.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cungkil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ambuyataholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambuyat'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle terseliur AMBUYATS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Har! har! har!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhZdM4c-G1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/EfANQPOLqI4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's menu for madamoiselle's big tummy is Ambuyat. Went for work today to clear a few things with  a colleague. We worked straight for a few hours and skipped lunch that made us sooooo hungry once were done wif work. So since terseliur kan makan Ambuyats, we went to one of the food courts at one of the Malls in Brunei coz thats the nearest place to head back home. Ordered a normal set for 2 people, and waited patiently for the goody-imaginated-ambuyat set. 10 minutes later, food came with big portions of :  'ulam &amp; sambal' , 'Pakis vegie', Fried fish, 'Tahai rebus' , 'cacah binjai+tempoyak' and of course the main star of the dish..the Ambuyat itself. Sounds yummy eih! Just as we poke the ambuyat wif our 'candas', adoi!!!  kan mengulung pun payah nyanta.  Cungkil punya cungkil, the ambuyat doesn't seem to melakatz. It looked alright but we can't seem to get the ambuyat rolled on our 'candas'. Frustratedly, we called the waitress to change the ambuyat and waited patiently. Few minutes later, came the new-replaced-ambuyat.We poked our 'candas' desperately into it&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-=lapar kali ah=-&lt;/span&gt; and..........WHAT DUH?? waaaaaa!!!! ambuyat is still in same condition as before. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-=Pandai kah nda ni menumpah ambuyat org atu!! Parah eh! Nuhun tarus nyanta=-&lt;/span&gt; Hopelessly,we continue to eat dsepite the GOOOOEYYY status our ambuyat has become. Kan mencungkil, menggulung tabal tabal pun nda mau bah so we were only able to cungkil itsy bitsy lumps of ambuyats. Frustrated trus kan makan. Luckily,both my colleague and i are not a "AMBUYATAHOLIC". If we were, menyumpah tah udah kami tu rah kadai ah, biar tia kami numpah sendiri &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= hehehehe!!! macam tah pandai menumpah...tenglor!!=- &lt;/span&gt;We couldn't finish eating up the ambuyat though. Apa inda, kanyang mencungkil bah dari kanyang makan. Grrrrrrrrr!! They're lucky were patient people, malaskan argue hehehe &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-=patient tia krg,kata kata bah makan ah=-&lt;/span&gt; wahaha!! okey dat's all folks. Saja kan babble bout ambuyat ani. Kes nda puas ati hahaha!! By the way,bukan rah Aminah Ariff ni...Rah mall nda famous-amous punya ni. Saja kan mencuba.. sah nda nyamanzzz. Au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhZdr4c-G2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/VQncA1ajh6Y/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 111px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhZdr4c-G2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/VQncA1ajh6Y/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050327040612244322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gambar hiasan ganya ah. Nda sampat gambar tadi. kes nuhun udah bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-4781828234564939566?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/4781828234564939566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=4781828234564939566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/4781828234564939566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/4781828234564939566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselle-terseliur-ambuyats.html' title='Madamoiselle terseliur AMBUYATS'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhZdr4c-G2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/VQncA1ajh6Y/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-3712076094012398889</id><published>2007-04-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:22:02.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies nyanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyamanz'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle say "Question!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I've got a question..Have you ever experienced a day when everything went wrong..... the whoooooole day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I did and that was the day before yesterday. Such luck! How it happened....daytime , at work, tried  to solve some "mathematics" work, end up having calculated sooo many times and had miscalculated like every 10x, I have 10 different figures...I gave up and asked a colleague to help me figured it out. It sure made me blur! Then when it finally settled,  tried to sort my filings, a simple thing to do...yeah? Nooooo, found that there were few missing files and i need all of them as these files are indeed important for me to clear up before p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;roceeding to my next work. I took like an hour to search for it and when i finally did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= with the help of my colleague again=-&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I slumped in my seat full of exhaustion. Then i need to make some payments and guess what? i left my keys of my petty cash at home.  So many thing happened during the day but that was okay, i could somehow get thru but what pissed me off started after work. I was so tired that afternoon that i wanted to go straight back home. On the way, my sister called in and asked if i could pick her up and have a drink somewhere. Reluctantly, i had to reject as i am already a few mins away to home sweet home so the "unforeseen plan" was cancelled. When i arrived home, i stopped in front of the gates as i saw my parents car was not in the garage. Guess they went out, so i pulled the gate to open and it DIDN'T MOVE!!  I pulled and i pulled and i pushed and i dragged and whatever i did, didn't move the gate at all. Puzzled! I checked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;that it was not even locked. I press the bell to call the maid out of the house, nobody came! I went to my car and honked! no one came out to rescue me. Pissed! I tried to push the gate again. No such luck! Went back to my car and grabbed my phone. Dialed mums number and Dang!!! my phone was barred. Can't call anyone, can't message anyone. Can only receive calls. Waaaaaaaa!!! Frustratedly, i backed off and drove to my "Real" mum's house which is not a long way drive. I went there and saw real mum's car was not in the garage, But my younger sistah's car was der so i went to the house and knocked, and knocked, and knocked, and bang, and peep to the windows and bang again, and knocked my sistah's bedroom windows, all efforts were in vain! Wanted to make a call but my phone was in an R.I.P mode. Pathetic! Then i planned to go to my eldest sistah lives in the next two village. Okay, so i made my journey to my sistah's house only to find on my way, my sistah's car passed by,going somewhere. Aaaaaarggghhh!! She's not at home!! W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;here shud i go?? I was sooooo stranded. I wanted to go home but nobody's home and i can't go in coz the gate was in a  "Stationary" position. Tried to call homies but phone is barred, tried to go to real mom,not at home. tried to go to eldest sistah's homey, they were out, tried to call my other sistah to reconsider her offer, got no phone to call her, end up i went around brunei with no directions. Luckily, my colleague&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-=yeah! yeah! the one who saves my day=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;rescued my for like the how many times, called me to remind me bout something and help me to call my other sistah to call me. And so my other sis did call and we proceeded to have a drink and shop for a few hours.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= to let off my frustration, though there's a few more bad lucks in between but malas kan ceta=-&lt;/span&gt; I finally got home by 9pm, fully exhausted and full of shopping bags..hehehe!! Money wasted again for no reason! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-=kapih..kapih=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Weehheee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally the movie "Don't Look Back" or famously known as "Jangan Pandang Belakang" is on today in the cinemas. Long time waiting waiting, now oleady cum mah. Was so excited watched the 5pm movie, as usual after work we see see. At first, the very the scary leh, got those  rasuk rasuk thing so intro is nice, when you watch the movie the first 30 min, is the very the curious and gives you the terkajut-kajut thingy. But in the middle of the story ah, becoming so dull eh, the concept becoming so repeating and where the hell the ghost coming from mah? From early to end ah dunno story why the ghost keep coming to their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;generation meh.  Why keep haunting the same family generation or related one lah? got curse or wat? Wahlau eh...ending so terrible...finish just like dat wah. The only good thing ah , the sound make you the jumping bah...good eh...but also pain in da ear also, the secreaming so tajam bah. People in the cinema got scream a little but many luffing also. Frens beside me ah got closing the eye so many time...scary also a little. hehehe!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;= Bida jua eh talk chinese style ani ..adang tia!!=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, lots of people came to watch the movie, kewl!!. After the movies, we're so hungry, went to the Tamu Selera, our fav. spot and had steamed fish again and Black peppered clams. nyammaannzzz... hmmmmm!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= lupa tia ku ambil gamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r mumum nyamnzz ni=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;*********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Eh! Panya, its been like almost a week i didn't blog in. Been very busy wif work &amp; life that i hardly go online malam2 lately. Daytime of course online but cannot curi curi blogging...full schedule wah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-= kan cuci mata gi, kan mengamah gi hahaha!! mengamah shopping bah boh! macam nda kaja saja..hmmmm!=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhUh3Yc-G0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wl_U4wfUBKA/s1600-h/g437.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 241px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhUh3Yc-G0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wl_U4wfUBKA/s320/g437.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049979792506362690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-3712076094012398889?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3712076094012398889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=3712076094012398889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/3712076094012398889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/3712076094012398889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/04/madamoiselle-say-question.html' title='Madamoiselle say &quot;Question!&quot;'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RhUh3Yc-G0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wl_U4wfUBKA/s72-c/g437.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-7784145145495685601</id><published>2007-03-31T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:16:41.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies nyanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serabut'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle spending the Weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;THREE DAYS OF HOLIDAY ..whooooppey!!! How I spend my weekend??  Hmmm.... not that you can imagine... WORK!! Not a weekend that anyone would dreamed of  yeah??.. Me neither! Somehow I have to.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-= Terpaksa bah terpaksa. Walaupun inda kana paksa...apanya org..paksakan dirimu sebelum kamu dipaksa wosey!!=-&lt;/span&gt; Workloads are toppling off my desk and I need weekends for inspiration. Inspiration? Well, working days are sooo hectic that I normally cracked myself up during those times and so prefers a quiet weekend to do leftover work especially when it comes to paperworks which is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;always a mess. I just can't think well when working in chaos.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-=berserabut nyanta=-&lt;/span&gt; And I hate to piled up and delay all those files for another weekend, in which sometimes I end up doing that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-=adoi!!=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday, I chose to do a lil' cleaning at the office. It gets quite uncomfortable lately doing work with the increasing 'things' stacking in the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-=Menimbun bah, mcm stor rasanya upees ah=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I didn't get to finished it but hope to clear it by tomorrow. Yeah work again on a Sunday Morning. Not an unusual thing for me nowadays. I thought I was a workaholic before in my previous work but it seems that i am even more of a workaholic now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-= awu ingat membari lakas naik gaji kah tu..wuhuuu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;("p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;=-&lt;/span&gt; Sheesh! Luckily I'm still single shmingle. Hah! And what does that gotta do with being a workaholic?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-= buleeh buat apa saja kali ah sama nda kana ikat mengikat ..hehehe...padeh!=- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey! being single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;is not so bad ya know. You can plan your life without being too bonded with ehem..ehem. Not dat I'm saying dat I wanna be single ma'whole life but for this moment, I have so much to accomplish. After failing to get myself hooked to a happily ever after, I've seen a brighter side of it....an opportunity to upgrade myself. If i had tied a knot back then, i would have lose this ol' dream of mine and just have babies..lots of 'em &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-= heh! heh! macam c taie...kan jadi kilang anak=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Eh,by the way, after work yesterday, I managed to watch a 3pm movie at the mall. Sistah sistah called up to see&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://moviefreaks-madamoiselle.blogspot.com/2007/03/meet-robinsons.html"&gt;"Meet the Robinsons"&lt;/a&gt; and so we did. Whoah! parking at the mall was terrible. For the first time , I took more than half an hour to search for a parking at the basement. It was full packed and i missed watching 20 mins of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;movie. Dang!! Movie was nice and relaxing to see. I even cried in some parts of the scene...its touchy..ya know how important family is. Even sistah weeped. On the other, it's funny too, kids will love it. My niece does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, today's Maulidur Rasul. Happy celebratin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;g of Maulidur Rasul peeps!  May Allah bless us all. Amin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rg6W50IvwBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cEaTVzZPeLQ/s1600-h/sunset2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rg6W50IvwBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cEaTVzZPeLQ/s320/sunset2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048138152320942098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't go to work today. I don't see its appropriate to do so and for respect, i just stayed at home and spend time with my family. Jarang dirumah udah lately so i feel that i need to show them that i still do care of 'em by doing the cooking (for lunch.) Todays main dish is "Steamed Selonsong" &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-= apa ikan selonsong bahasa inglis ah? lupa nyanta=-&lt;/span&gt; I love steamed fish...it's healthy especially for my dad. He's not feeling well, and I've been a bad "le fille" lately, not being around at home at most times, so today was kinda "bayar utang"lah. Afternoon, brought my parents to watch movie "Mr Bean's holiday".. I know.. I know.. I've watched it already but kesian my parents want to see it so they were very happy with it. And me too, i don't mind watching clumsy bean again. Gracias!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-7784145145495685601?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7784145145495685601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=7784145145495685601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/7784145145495685601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/7784145145495685601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-spending-weekends.html' title='Madamoiselle spending the Weekends'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rg6W50IvwBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cEaTVzZPeLQ/s72-c/sunset2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-13076914669778478</id><published>2007-03-28T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:40:24.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grumpy'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle becomes Blur to the Maxx!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Err...Hi peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silence of the Blog has been my game these 2-3 days. The brain isn't working well with workloads dumping thru my desk. Aarghh!! Am frustratedly-exhaustedly-undeniably-mentally-blocked! Pathetic huh? So many things to do, so little time to finished it up. So what else is new??  Hmmm...moi monsieur is outstation. Depressed!! Nobody to mushy-mushy with for a week. Hah! what a waste! Whats worst, am in the mode of avoiding people who just gonna ruin ur life. Even pathetic eih? Why on earth are there a someone whos ignorance is so big that it heaps his life like a piece of ****. Whyyyy ohh whhyy??? Just because everything in his life drowns him into the deepest ocean, he pleads for sympathy to every fish in the sea and when the waves pushed him up a lil', he thought he's been saved and stop trying to fight he's freaking life out of the water. And When every lil creature in the sea gave up to safe his life, he blames 'em for helping him too much that forced him to stand on his own to save his life in which everybody else knows that it'll just gonna kill him softly if he won't stop his bloody attitude. And thinking that he's floating in the sea, he makes every creature invincible and try to think that he's still alive and kicking.. BLAH!!! Boo to the people who makes others miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon moi if you guys don't understand what i'm babbling about.... Madamoiselle can't help being Mrs Grumpy today Har! 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Whoaaahh!!.....Sigh! Madamoiselle is totally blur + sleepy + slow for a sunny Sunday today. Moi plan  is to eat, sleep, surf, eat, sleep, surf and sleep. Nice plan for a weekend eih?? It's been a looooong time since i last had my ample time for just being a lazy bummer. It feels gooood.Grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgaG5-3PjdI/AAAAAAAAACM/2GIw7x2Upl8/s1600-h/lazy-cartoon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgaG5-3PjdI/AAAAAAAAACM/2GIw7x2Upl8/s400/lazy-cartoon.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045868763200589266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Well, last nite, Moi &amp; sibling went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Zen Spa and had a reflexology massage. Aaaaaahhh!!... thats the sound of feeling soooo relaxed and calm and oh!..a lil of pain of course &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-= maklum badan bnyk angin babunya =-&lt;/span&gt;  The session took for an hour and we felt so lazy after the massage. Every inch of our body felt like we just want to slump into our bed and zoinked off!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-= nyaman tah udah tu=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I hardly ever do massages coz i just don't like it -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;= sakit mbah!! badan fragile biasa dibelai lembut..cewah!=-&lt;/span&gt; But at the spa, I love it, although some parts were painful, it was miracalously relaxing. And I thought reflexology is just a foot massage but it ain't that, its a massage of head &amp; shoulder + a lil' of back body + arms &amp;amp; hands + legs and feet + stretching of the whole body... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-= macam massage 80% of the body plg=-&lt;/span&gt; and it only cost $25 per hour. Better try it peeps...Guarantee Nyamanzz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgaPLu3PjeI/AAAAAAAAACU/REVMEf9eImg/s1600-h/lka0048l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgaPLu3PjeI/AAAAAAAAACU/REVMEf9eImg/s400/lka0048l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045877864236289506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &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/5487754988163876508-7568379299679154183?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7568379299679154183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=7568379299679154183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/7568379299679154183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/7568379299679154183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-in-blur-mode.html' title='Madamoiselle in Blur mode'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgaG5-3PjdI/AAAAAAAAACM/2GIw7x2Upl8/s72-c/lazy-cartoon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-1138380167801546709</id><published>2007-03-23T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:12:48.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Bean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies nyanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melepak-ing'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle goes Melepak-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Bonjour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day! what a day! Madamoiselle is totally tired today! Have spent almost the whole day out and yipeeee!! watched 'Mr Bean's Holiday'. As usual, Rowan Atkinson hasn't lost his clumsy charms and this time he went to PARIS, well, Cannes, France to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPKru3PjZI/AAAAAAAAABs/hYqYXS6REEM/s1600-h/f_02rowanb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045098860248010130" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPKru3PjZI/AAAAAAAAABs/hYqYXS6REEM/s400/f_02rowanb.jpg" border="0" height="201" width="190" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPKae3PjYI/AAAAAAAAABk/wUs2i9AHmyE/s1600-h/f_02eatb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045098563895266690" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPKae3PjYI/AAAAAAAAABk/wUs2i9AHmyE/s400/f_02eatb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two of the scenes from Mr Bean's Holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I love the part when he mimicly sang in public for money to go to Cannes. He's just so good in that... hehehe...and also the part when he tried to beg for money to a woman and tried to speak French but doesn't sound french at all... I think it was more like "Mercimercimericmercimerci.....on and on with that dumb face he has... Love dat.Madamoiselle had a good luff!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Madamoiselle had a good stuff in the tummy too. Early morning had huge breakfast with sistah and had 'Chicken ass' and 'Chicken gizzard' with nasi lemak for todays breakfast.&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-= ada tia berjual tongking salai &amp; badal atu pagi2...first time trus membali eh!=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Then went to the mall to shop for few stuffs for about 2 1/2 hrs &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-=sekalinya berusin tu...kuar gaji nyanta=-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and was so tired, we hangout at one of the famous cafes and crave for Butterscotch Waffle &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-= wuhuuu....nyaman nyanta ,sampaikan terjeluak sal kekanyangan makan tongking awal2 pagi...kekeke=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; By 2.30pm, felt like watching a movie so dats when we ended up watching Mr Bean's holiday at Empire (3.10pm show). Sekalikan, after the movies, kononnya, we're supposed to be still kanyangzz but then when we passed by Sengkurong, just remembered the yummy "London Kebabs" so we sumhow dropped by and had a bite. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-= a bite? basar kali ah kebabnya...terpaksa tah bershare janji nda kempunan=-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; By 5.30pm, were so ngalihzzz and so full &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-= kan mngular ganya gi kan nda=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so we head back home. kapisan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPY9u3PjbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FqJEalqBtaE/s1600-h/14298698_d2a42853e6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045114562648444338" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPY9u3PjbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FqJEalqBtaE/s400/14298698_d2a42853e6_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Gambar sekadar hiasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; eiseh!! dedicated 4 tongking lovers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Speaking bout movies again, yesterday after work, went to the Kiulap Mall cinema. Madamoiselle becomes soooo movie freak lately. Watched a malay horror movie called "CHERMIN" and it was sort of freaky good. I'll rank that as 6 3/4 out of 10 .-= not trying to be stingy with the ranks but ...=-The way the story and the movie effects was not bad at all, although the demon looked like an anime mutant and the car accident seemed like one of the Casino Royale scene -= except for the not expensive sleek car being used=- The only down thing bout the movie is the lack of surprising sound effects. There's no jumping of the seat feeling despite the looks of the movie is awfully scary. I love the way Deana Yusoff played her role and how psychotic she could be talking to herself all the time. And that also goes to Natasha Hudson. They are sumhow talented with their ever changing "mood swings". The ending of the story was unexpectedly simple. It's just too easy to end just like that..so most viewers were a bit disappointed with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPkgO3PjcI/AAAAAAAAACE/4lyhAOjyje0/s1600-h/chermin_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045127249981836738" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPkgO3PjcI/AAAAAAAAACE/4lyhAOjyje0/s320/chermin_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The looks of it is already scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-1138380167801546709?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1138380167801546709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=1138380167801546709&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/1138380167801546709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/1138380167801546709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-goes-melepak-ing.html' title='Madamoiselle goes Melepak-ing'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgPKru3PjZI/AAAAAAAAABs/hYqYXS6REEM/s72-c/f_02rowanb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-5024921207534155597</id><published>2007-03-21T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:03:00.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ium-ubui'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle talks about office-peoples</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Hi ya all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Today, moi wanna talk about the kinds of people you see in the office. Here are madamoiselle's list :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The P.A's (Personal Assistants)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These kinds are the ones that are the busiest and spends most of their painless *Tut* trying to finished up their endless tasks. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-= nda mau abis bah kaja ah...tunggang-langgang ia berkaja=-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They are the bosses unofficial personal assistants(as it has already been labeled) that does what the bosses asked them to do despite they liked it or not and mostly , their intentions are not to kiss the bosses *tut* but the hatred of having unfinished jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Usually the boss trusted them so much that they were given worthwhile jobs to be done. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-= and probably a promotion in the next 'decade.' atu batah! =-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some hates them and labelled them as "A** kissers". They hardly have any social lifes. Workloads never reduces as bosses tends to give more and more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFCj-3PjSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2CdxnqvfDQk/s1600-h/nfo0127l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044386243569224994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFCj-3PjSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2CdxnqvfDQk/s400/nfo0127l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Whiners.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;These kind tends to whine all the time. They are always unsatisfied with things in the office and complains about almost everything. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-= Coz they really has nothing else to do but to complain, complain and complain..buleh kah tu?=-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They complain about the managements and criticizes everyone else and has utterly huge egos. When given a task to manage themselves, they tend to reject most of it, with reasons that they disagree with the task as they are what-cha-callit 'REBELIOUS' and beliefs that the superiors and the managements just don't know what they are doing. What's worst, they don't even try to do anything to improve the situation. So they just love to complain and whine and gossip with the other mates to makes things worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFEeO3PjTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0eTVSdfLJQg/s1600-h/mban1219l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044388343808232754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFEeO3PjTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0eTVSdfLJQg/s400/mban1219l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Rejects.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These kind tends to reject most of the work given by anyone except by the boss.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; -= atupun they still have excuses of not doing it when the boss instructs them=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; If a colleague needs help becoz of "full-hand" they are the last person who volunteers to give a hand unless its a Cool Glamorous task. Because of the rejections and multi-reasons given to prevent doing the job, they are the last person for anyone even the boss to give anythng to do. They spend their endless times doing something else so worthless and have 90% of their times having "BREAKS". Although, being The Rejects who doesn't like to do any job given, they still complain why others are doing a lot of work while they themselves have got nothing to do and blames others for conquering the work. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-= nda talor kah tu?=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFOK-3PjUI/AAAAAAAAABE/2d3Fhuj1kFY/s1600-h/mban201l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044399008212028738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFOK-3PjUI/AAAAAAAAABE/2d3Fhuj1kFY/s400/mban201l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Smoochers.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These kind tends to be ultimate NICE to people.... selected people that is. They are so humble and so friendly and so "Ber-protocols" to people of power in the office. They are also being bestfriends with mates who have close access with the higher rankings. Being a Smoocher, they are very active with office activities and promote themselves as much as they can. They have double personalities where they are so nice to bosses but very mean to people below them. Hated by most people, they still have thick skin to cover up their smooching attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044407117110283634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFVi-3PjXI/AAAAAAAAABc/cGOZQ-Q0Q5g/s400/cey0044l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The DAWG.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;These are the worst kinds of people. They tend to be nice and sweet and a goodie lil two shoes to everyone but are liars and pretentious and very competitive with especially their high ambitions to become a boss within the next few seconds. They are almost similar to the smoochers, well in fact they are a mixture of the whiners the rejects and the smoochers, but unfortunately they are a wanna be P.A's. They never had the chance to be a P.A so thats why they tend to be the other 3 categories. They can 'kill' people softly by their backs and are very sleek indeed. Even when they get caught, they still tend to plead innocent and accused others for trying to ruin their lives. And to add more, they are normally office sluts too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFSq-3PjWI/AAAAAAAAABU/EJ5ABI_S3uw/s1600-h/dcr0065l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044403956014353762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFSq-3PjWI/AAAAAAAAABU/EJ5ABI_S3uw/s400/dcr0065l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-5024921207534155597?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5024921207534155597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=5024921207534155597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/5024921207534155597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/5024921207534155597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-talks-about-office-peoples.html' title='Madamoiselle talks about office-peoples'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RgFCj-3PjSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2CdxnqvfDQk/s72-c/nfo0127l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-280826985357939118</id><published>2007-03-19T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:00:02.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies nyanta'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle goes to movies (again!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Ooohh! Madamoiselle is crazy with movies again. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-= yeah! go crazy! go crazy! go crazy!(madamoiselle does the "stiring " dance..)=-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Today moi watch the "Stomp The Yard" movie and it got me the grooves. The story is a bit stale, very predictable and not a 'STOMP-ing' blockbuster but i really do love the stomping dance. Peeps! You gotta watch this if you like dance moves, i like it so much that i can't sit straight and despite of being a terrible dancer &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-= big mama can only boogie baby!=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; , I feel like i wanna Jump and Clap and Shout and Scream and Stomp and Dance ...Really! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-= I can even stomp better and LOUDER with my bare feet..kekeke=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; With the thumping audio banging in my ears, I feel like I wanna explode. My nieces were so excited, when we got out of the cinema, they started to mimic the faces and dance of the 'Pythons and the Wolves' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And the best part with these moves is that they mock the opponents thru their dance and it is soooo kewl of the kewlest...Whatever!! Watch this clip from the last battle between [Nu Gamma vs Theta Nu Theta]. You'll love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Chris Brown &amp;amp; Ne Yo features in this movie....my favs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FxUznvxFy-4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-280826985357939118?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/280826985357939118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=280826985357939118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/280826985357939118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/280826985357939118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-goes-to-movies-again.html' title='Madamoiselle goes to movies (again!)'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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-5487754988163876508.post-9138113006953936430</id><published>2007-03-17T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T12:30:02.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies nyanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nyamanz Plan'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle becomes Movie Freak pt2</title><content type='html'>Hey! ya know what! Last nite, I had no time for blogging..Why?? Coz madamoiselle had a movie bonanza and it was kewl!! I "borrowed/stoled/smuggled" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-= choose which ever you like=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;a projector into my room and becomes a movie freak!! Really kewl eih?!! Had fixed it to project to my wall above my bed's headrest and connect to the audio box and tadaaaa....i had a mini cinema in my bedroom.. and the best part is....i have my "nyamanz" bed in it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-=Love it! Love it! Love it!=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Watch 2 dvd's in a row ; coz i started the show late, time for the first show: 7pm - 8.40pm , five minutes break then Second show: 8.45pm - 10.30pm. Wanted to watch the 3rd movie but since the 2nd show made madamoiselle weep..snif!snif! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-= madamoiselle sure is sensitive...waaaaa!!=-,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I drowned myself to sleep with big SNORES that wokened up the whole neighbourhood...hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rfy9782SCCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/g_qFP-cCQMU/s1600-h/16032007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043114520391845922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rfy9782SCCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/g_qFP-cCQMU/s400/16032007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look at that!! Watching "Casino Royale" in my mini bedroom cinema.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-9138113006953936430?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/9138113006953936430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=9138113006953936430&amp;isPopup=true' title='265 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/9138113006953936430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/9138113006953936430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-becomes-movie-freak-pt2.html' title='Madamoiselle becomes Movie Freak pt2'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/Rfy9782SCCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/g_qFP-cCQMU/s72-c/16032007(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>265</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-1178999577792211665</id><published>2007-03-15T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:49:14.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nyamanz Plan'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle becomes Movie Freak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yipeee!! A Recipe for a Thursday Nite (2nite!2nite!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;~Ingredients~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;:: 1 extremely nyamanz bed( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nyamanz really!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ):: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;:: 1 Laptop with DVD player (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Power plugged in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;:: 6 DVDs (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i just bought today..heh! heh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;:: 1 bottle of orange juice (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tucked beside my bed, in case of dry neck@ Karing Leher nyanta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;:: 3 varieties of buns sponsored by Fun Bread (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sponsored?? membali dang!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;:: 1 aircond (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Full Blast ~ biar terpaus paus hangin..hehe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;:: 1 Comforter (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kan bergumpal-gumpal nyanta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;~Method~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Prepare all the above ingredients together and lay yourself on bed. Blast on the aircond and tucked in your comforter. This is to give you multi satisfaction with your "nyamanz" bed. Then watch the movies till you freak your brains out. And don't forget to munch in the buns and quenched your thirst with the orange juice you have prepared. Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Wahahaha! Went to the famous-amos "Communist Shop" this afternoon and bought 6 DVDs that i missed watching at the cinemas. So much to see So lil' time. Good news, more new movies are out on the racks, hot like pancakes coz it's not out in the cinemas yet. Bad news is, since its soooo new, as you know, the quality ain't that good. And so, did not buy it, instead bought the lil bit old ones for the cinema's list aka Norbit, Music &amp; Lyrics, The Holiday,  and quite older ones like Casino Royale, Dejavu. the only new one that i bought is The Number 23...dunno i'm gonna like it or not, i'll tell ya on the next post. D'accord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-1178999577792211665?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1178999577792211665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=1178999577792211665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/1178999577792211665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/1178999577792211665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-becomes-movie-freak.html' title='Madamoiselle becomes Movie Freak!'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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-5487754988163876508.post-3008852913972133167</id><published>2007-03-14T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:55:27.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xhibit'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle goes to UK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Madamoiselle goes to UK...haaaa....Not yet peeps... just went to Study in UK exhibit at Rizqun. The hall was full pact with people: students came to have a look, teachers came to get some "books", parents came to ...err...get a place for their "les enfants". And all that took place from 1pm till 7.30 pm only for today. Good thingy bout this Xhibit is that you get to meet old friends that you've never seen eversince ice age, cousins that you just knew are in the same route you're going, people you knew mutually back then when you're in school, and better more, people you'll gonna meet in the next few months if you're going to the same place. Kewl eih! Too bad the Uni's that were here for the Xhibit were not madamoiselle's big targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopsie...i'm out of battery...Au revoir!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-3008852913972133167?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3008852913972133167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=3008852913972133167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/3008852913972133167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/3008852913972133167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-goes-to-uk.html' title='Madamoiselle goes to UK.'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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-5487754988163876508.post-6706842284876867361</id><published>2007-03-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:46:21.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big foot'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle goes shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Shoes! Madamoiselle loves shoes. Despite of being a shoe lover, madamoiselle is also known as BIG FOOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-=Noooooot faiiiirrr!!=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I love shoes but hated shoe haunting. Just the other day, I went through several stores trying to get a new foot wear. It's been a while since i last added my collection and it's time to go shoe crazy again&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;...-=yeehaaa, big foot needs sexy stilettos for big foot's hairy strip show.yeah baby!=-&lt;/span&gt; Its funny, the size of a shoe shrunk by one size these days. How is that so?? I used to have a size of 'X' and now it's like cinderella just won't fit in her own glass slippers. Prince Charming would surely get frustrated with Cinderalla's imbalance feet with her petite figure &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-=petite as in size 65-49-60.=- &lt;/span&gt;It took quite a while to finally found the right design with the right size..that is 'X'+1 size.... &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-= if you know 'X' , "X'+1 is humongous for a 1 size difference=-&lt;/span&gt; Swell, this has nothing to do with big foot; growing a size bigger, no way hozey, madamoiselle is not alone. Sistah-sistah also complaints the same...and no Sirreee!! it's got nothing to do with "It runs in the family" thang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Well, Madamoiselle settled on getting one pair of shoe that day...although the devil in my head says "2 more dear,2 more " Temptations killed by Mr Polos @ 'awang pulus' has stripped off earlier this month. What the heck! I'll get more by the end of this month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5487754988163876508-6706842284876867361?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/6706842284876867361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=6706842284876867361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/6706842284876867361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/6706842284876867361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-goes-shopping.html' title='Madamoiselle goes shopping'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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-5487754988163876508.post-3689030780390996003</id><published>2007-03-12T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:30:04.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies nyanta'/><title type='text'>Madamoiselle goes to the Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I've got a 'climax' urge to watch a movie today. Tried to convince my siblings to watch one during lunch juz now. See, catching a 12 o'clock movie during a working Monday, at rush hours of lunch time wasn't that bad peeps. All you have to do is get out from office at 12 on the dot, turn yourself to a Formula 1 driver and zoom straight to the mall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MOVE people pregnant lady on the go=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;turn yourself back to sweet madamoiselle, watch movie for 1 1/2 hours, skip lunch, tummy growls, , munch whatever you could grab of, before going back to office on time&lt;/span&gt;.-=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah yeah so easy maah..=-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Glad my siblings rejected my offer! UNFORTUNATELY, the movie we wanna catch, well, actually I wanna catch was not at 12 noon but at 12 midnite...bummer! Would have got a big hard slap from my sibling if we did go.&lt;/span&gt; -=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smack ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;poof~ whack&lt;/em&gt; %^&amp;*# =-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The urge to watch a movie didn't stop at lunch time. Plan A didn't work, now to Plan B. Next target was to watch a movie after work. Aha! okay, The 'Haunted School was on at 5.40pm. Once again, madamoiselle turned into sweet seducer to siblings to fall into trap&lt;/span&gt; -=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aaahh...incest!! incest!! pattooii!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; muahahahaha=-&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and hooray...one prey falls into the trap. So two sistah went to watch the movie...and HUH! movie wasn't great at all. No "ejaculation" of the heart happened. Not that it's soo bad..it's just lame... my opinion that is. Maybe it's becoz I'm still heart-throbingly-astounded with the movie I watched the other day aka "300". With all those men and all those packed body and all those MEN with packs..-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;apakan?=-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;the whole movie package, had gotten me like WOW! Such a heroic movie, O.M.G all those sacrifices and suicidal actions and again all those yummy tough bods, everyone in the cinema gave a big applause at the end of the show. The haunted school instead, was kinda like a typical chinese movie with a bit of a stolen idea from the korean horror movie and probably from a thai horror too. So satisfaction wasn't fulfilled from this film.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thankfully, madamoiselle has fulfilled her tummy with a big smack of BBQ chicken to kill off the frustration.=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041058605446596578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RfVwF82SB-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q2q9mugyqNY/s400/hauntedschool.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5487754988163876508-3689030780390996003?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3689030780390996003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=3689030780390996003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/3689030780390996003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/3689030780390996003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/madamoiselle-goes-to-movies.html' title='Madamoiselle goes to the Movies'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1SJie3WXFM4/RfVwF82SB-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q2q9mugyqNY/s72-c/hauntedschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487754988163876508.post-4883900237844951057</id><published>2007-03-11T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:39:37.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>It's only me,Mdamoiselle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Welcome n Wilkomen to my first blog ever. It's nothing special, nothing extraordinary and probably a bore to your eyes. It's okay, It's alright, probably no one is reading this blog anyway ..Thank God! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Note: Ignorance is a bliss)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... What shall i feature in this blog anyway. Food blog?? let me see...... I love eating, and um..I am keen on searching for new places to eat, aaaand I'm always into trying alienated foods to my tummy, whatever that is. Okay! I'm not going to feature that. Why? Coz it'll just make me hungry and I might binge into something while blogging! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fat lil' me on the "tut"..sheesh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Shutterbugs?? Loves pictures but am just a wanna be shutterbug so a no-no to that.Not an expert babe. Current infos? I'll be lost. I'm not even up-to date in anything.. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ol grandma has no time to search for new love and new swank..oopss!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So what am i gonna write?? I get it...just jot down anythng in mind, and imagine readers out there are not reading any of these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And again folks, I'm on denial.&lt;/em&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/5487754988163876508-4883900237844951057?l=madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/feeds/4883900237844951057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5487754988163876508&amp;postID=4883900237844951057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/4883900237844951057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5487754988163876508/posts/default/4883900237844951057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madamoiselle-h.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-only-me.html' title='It&apos;s only me,Mdamoiselle.'/><author><name>madamoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15679579563545898485</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>
