tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85453378151165458702011-04-21T14:39:40.575-07:00nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-68558507932813823202009-01-24T23:52:00.000-08:002009-01-25T00:16:47.538-08:00Yesterday went to the class picnic.... Not everyone came. coz some were busy with CNY preps, and others were unavailable. Anyway... big thanks to Ella and gang for initiating it, and the rest of those who came for bringing the food and whatever that we needed for the picnic....<br /><br />List of people present..... Ella, Danielle, Jasmine, Hadziq, Suhaidee, Sufyan, Khairul Nizam, Guang Rui, "untart", Hong Jun, Sakinah, Fadhilah, Sab, Hayati, Adawiyah, Hari and Gf, Mr Riduan and Myself. (did I miss out anyone????)<br /><br />We had fun. I'll talk less, n just post the photos.... btw... I invited some of those whom I know the email adds to be authors in this blog... Eventually, everyone will have access to post! yey! ok ok. pics...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Click to see the bigger Image)</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdpRnFbJI/AAAAAAAAADM/_gDne73g_jM/s1600-h/017.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdpRnFbJI/AAAAAAAAADM/_gDne73g_jM/s400/017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295139856820038802" border="0" /></a><br />When the night falls...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdHRN7lEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IkxaKWFPrM4/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdHRN7lEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IkxaKWFPrM4/s400/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295139272598983746" border="0" /></a><br />Sab: Argh! I cannot reach! Too short! Aidee! Help!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdHWAatTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZGjydyyzufA/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdHWAatTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZGjydyyzufA/s400/014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295139273884480818" border="0" /></a><br />Run hari, RUN!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdHEdMwlI/AAAAAAAAACs/oBh5prjHbO0/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdHEdMwlI/AAAAAAAAACs/oBh5prjHbO0/s400/013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295139269173363282" border="0" /></a><br />Hari helps. Khai and Aidee just laugh away...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdHMQFuPI/AAAAAAAAACk/Sv0fLId3EYk/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdHMQFuPI/AAAAAAAAACk/Sv0fLId3EYk/s400/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295139271265859826" border="0" /></a><br />"sampai tolak2"<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdGLOlgjI/AAAAAAAAACc/Yg1qA-xDb5c/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwdGLOlgjI/AAAAAAAAACc/Yg1qA-xDb5c/s400/011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295139253811249714" border="0" /></a><br />Mr Riduan the "munkee?"<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcEOanL-I/AAAAAAAAACU/YAUHhQcoRzk/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcEOanL-I/AAAAAAAAACU/YAUHhQcoRzk/s400/010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295138120795631586" border="0" /></a><br />Nice catch Fadhilah!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcD_7HY_I/AAAAAAAAACM/uxn6WfANi14/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcD_7HY_I/AAAAAAAAACM/uxn6WfANi14/s400/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295138116905427954" border="0" /></a><br />Untart!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcD6k9j6I/AAAAAAAAACE/TDWYxLqf0tk/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcD6k9j6I/AAAAAAAAACE/TDWYxLqf0tk/s400/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295138115470331810" border="0" /></a><br />Hong Jun and a bag of Ruffles.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcDgccg3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/9jQ4naogDls/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcDgccg3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/9jQ4naogDls/s400/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295138108455289714" border="0" /></a><br />In the day.....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwePBi1S0I/AAAAAAAAADc/VPP2rdoEpw8/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwePBi1S0I/AAAAAAAAADc/VPP2rdoEpw8/s400/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295140505342266178" border="0" /></a><br />Mr Riduan. Rolling in the leaves. Click for bigger image!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcDmT7T7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/4w6gbUmFc1k/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwcDmT7T7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/4w6gbUmFc1k/s400/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295138110030172082" border="0" /></a><br />Hadziq and Fadhilah.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbh0D5cgI/AAAAAAAAABs/348ZgOu6A8c/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbh0D5cgI/AAAAAAAAABs/348ZgOu6A8c/s400/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295137529605485058" border="0" /></a><br />Aidee and Yan. Acting Vogue.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbh9DdESI/AAAAAAAAABk/7MwRQdRYLHk/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbh9DdESI/AAAAAAAAABk/7MwRQdRYLHk/s400/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295137532019544354" border="0" /></a><br />Fadhilah emo-ing. Yan looking blur.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbhtqOseI/AAAAAAAAABc/Idbh6aDkk3Q/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbhtqOseI/AAAAAAAAABc/Idbh6aDkk3Q/s400/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295137527887213026" border="0" /></a><br />Mr Riduan posing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbhrkNASI/AAAAAAAAABU/I1QeWa5lq6I/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbhrkNASI/AAAAAAAAABU/I1QeWa5lq6I/s400/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295137527325065506" border="0" /></a><br />What are you thinking Hari?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbhrDk0_I/AAAAAAAAABM/qJ2RoiBBSM8/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PufRhQgG61A/SXwbhrDk0_I/AAAAAAAAABM/qJ2RoiBBSM8/s400/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295137527188214770" border="0" /></a><br />Alah. So cute. :P<br /><br /><br />Ok. I think Mr. Riduan is going to kill me... haha.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />I had fun. I hope you guys had fun too. Next time I hope the WHOLE class can be there... :)<br /><br /><br />-ms sri. -<br /></div><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-6855850793281382320?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-59482951189997726602009-01-13T00:31:00.001-08:002009-01-13T00:31:40.510-08:00I don't need a boy to spoil my living days.<br /><br />....<br /><br />The rest to be continued?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-5948295118999772660?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-86593887600353697942008-12-31T23:09:00.001-08:002008-12-31T23:15:52.227-08:00Stepping out into the open,<br />Stepping out into the light.<br />Disregarding the heart once broken,<br />Searching for my Mr. Right.<br /><br />Love then becomes a thick fog,<br />of Vagueness and confusion.<br />In the fog lies a big rock,<br />the notion of Love is but a Question.<br /><br />If Mr. Right is wrong,<br />n Mr. Crush too far away,<br />I guess it wouldn't be long,<br />Till all feelings go astray.<br /><br />U see, Love is inevitably,<br />vague and complicated.<br />Love is most ironically,<br />What we've all wanted.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-8659388760035369794?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-8724317864899036312008-12-29T08:00:00.000-08:002008-12-29T08:03:52.293-08:00Action without the prior thought,<br />Deeds without considering the consequence,<br />Going with the flow...<br /><br />Letting loose,<br />Embracing the moment,<br />Being Spontaneous...<br /><br />Opening up to possibilities,<br />Not Considering IFs and MAYBEs,<br />Just allowing things to take its course....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-872431786489903631?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-82711404520642057752008-12-29T06:25:00.000-08:002008-12-29T06:27:15.489-08:00Angin, bawalah rinduku kepadanya<br />Walau hanya dalam anganku<br />Dan hiasi mimpinya<br />Semoga slalu<br />Ingat ku dalam hatimu.....<br /><br />Words from a song which I can't remember......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-8271140452064205775?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-65870217004799202892008-11-25T06:37:00.000-08:002008-11-25T06:47:31.318-08:00Aku kini lupa<br />Rasa merindu dan dirindui<br />Rasa mencinta dan dicintai<br />Tapi aku tak lagi mendamba<br />Akan adanya cinta<br />Kerana aku kehilangan<br />Kehilangan harapan dan angan-angan<br />Di mana pergi impian?<br />Mungkin bersama angin lalu.<br />Yang pasti hanya realiti.<br />Yang pasti hanya aku kini sendiri.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-6587021700479920289?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-27218158606337400422008-11-01T09:24:00.000-07:002008-11-01T09:28:16.926-07:00Life is a metaphor<br />Where things are not the way it seems<br />And words don't really mean what they literally mean<br /><br />Life is an oxymoron<br />Full of incongruous self-contradiction<br />Because the very rich is in fact poor<br /><br />Life is a poetry<br />Growing up is a rhythmical composition<br />Reality exist because of our fantasies<br /><br />Life is a drama<br />with an introduction, build-up and climax,<br />But the resolution will always be the same.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-hasyimawaty-</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">1st November 2008</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-2721815860633740042?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-35414386468398970002008-10-28T22:14:00.000-07:002008-10-29T05:55:28.793-07:00I have a burning question<br />But an answer I don't need<br />Hidden in the deepest<br />This feeling that I breed<br /><br />Confused by caring words<br />of wisdom and friendship true<br />Wondering of the possibilities<br />What I should or shouldn't do<br /><br />Love is too general<br />Too complicated to comprehend<br />In this confusion that I am in<br />All I ever need is a friend<br /><br />He is the friend I need<br />And he is the friend indeed<br />But what if...<br /><br />What if...<br />My heart is beckoned so<br />And I might love him a little more<br />than a friend ever should?<br /><br />I have a burning question<br />But an answer I don't heed<br />Because I am clearly the friend in need<br />And he will always be a friend indeed...<br /><br />-hasyimawaty-<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">29th October 2008</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">1330 Hrs</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-3541438646839897000?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-16209889109831152452008-10-16T02:53:00.000-07:002008-10-16T02:54:16.211-07:00Found this recently..... Something from the past....<br /><br /><br />I'm bound by strings contained in a box<br />I'll see what time bringswhen my door is unlocked<br />I'm seeking the truthYet telling a lie<br />I want to be soothed<br />And I know I won't cry<br />I deny all truth 'bout my current situation<br />Can't even say that I'm ok with conviction<br />I know I'm living in Fantasy<br />Will reality ever catch up with me?<br />For now I'm no different from all the others<br />I'm another one of those great Pretenders...<br /><br />Hasyimawaty<br />12/03/030100 Hrs<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-1620988910983115245?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545337815116545870.post-74233877758602538622008-10-14T08:30:00.000-07:002008-10-14T08:32:52.784-07:00Words unspoken<br />But Strangely Felt<br />As Confusing as it may seem<br />In search for this hidden meaning...<br /><br />... of Life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545337815116545870-7423387775860253862?l=nerdska-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nerdskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06968168264278529034noreply@blogger.com1