tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14783091204780355052011-04-22T05:48:05.888+08:00Care to C What I'm Thinking?!hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-13121525604620422412008-02-08T14:15:00.000+08:002008-02-08T14:17:52.789+08:00A must watch MOVIE!!!<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xqjG2jI3H3M&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xqjG2jI3H3M&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />I just love the music piece of the trailer...<br />Tats wat attracted me to this movie at first...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-1312152560462042241?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-51427185397357783712008-02-08T12:52:00.000+08:002008-02-08T13:52:17.380+08:00asking G or K ??? HELP!?!<span style="font-family:verdana;">Since V Day is coming...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Was thinking of asking either G or K out on that day...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">ARGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">God!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm actually choosing among 'em...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" > -== G ==-</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We haven really officially talked yet...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Just saying Hi, Byee and a few sentences kind of thing...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" > -== K ==-</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Went to camp together,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">talked over smses,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I really have no idea who I wanna ask...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Both of 'em is nice & all...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-5142718539735778371?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-34104657727039123642008-02-08T12:17:00.001+08:002008-02-08T12:31:15.373+08:00V Day is coming...<span style="font-family: verdana;">Wats with V day???</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I mean I lurve the day and all but going to the extend of burning money & all...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tats just not me...</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">My Ideal kind of V day is...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">A nite out away from the city where all those nonsense are,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Just a quiet getaway where I can just spend it with my love,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Maybe a picnic,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Or walking by the beach,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Or at the park...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Just somewhere nice & serene,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">To take in the air of only both of us,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">Only noticing & giving attention to each other,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">(Not making out man, but if do, hope no regrets!!!)</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">AWWWWWwwwww!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I wish I could hav it this year... The year of RAT!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">rat, taTA, RATATOUILLE!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-3410465772703912364?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-49567748362254154362008-02-08T12:14:00.000+08:002008-02-08T12:15:38.192+08:00Lurveee Britney....<embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=2147454137&border=2&bordert=68&bgfont=0xFFFFFF&bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/BritneySpears_1.jpg&filter=0x000000&filtert=25&txt=0xFFFFFF&fontname=arial&fontsize=11&speed=2" quality="high" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /><br /><a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/britney-spears-lyrics.html">Britney Spears Lyrics</a><br /><a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/">Piece Of Me Lyrics</a></embed><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-4956774836225415436?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-55686671348947136652008-02-07T01:18:00.000+08:002008-02-07T02:00:43.822+08:00Saw G on First Day of Training<span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >It Brightens my day....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Saw G again on my first day of training...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">How cool was that!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">hahax...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">G was doing her usual stretching when me & my soccer frens just arrived at the sports complex...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">When I was at the field bench tying my shoelaces, that was when G was running towards me & I said "Hi"...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I was acting cool & normal jus say "Hi" & gav G my ever coolest smile that I can give...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">hahax...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">But I was having this tinglish feeling inside me...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tats not cool if G finds out...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">hahax...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Guilty as charge...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Through out the training session, I was looking at G everytime I had the chance to...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">hahax...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I just hope that no one saw that I was like what Syaz will say "fucking G using my eyes"...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">hahax...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">THE FUNNIEST THING HAPPENED!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">When I jus came out from the toilet with Grace...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Met G again & this time it was quite close...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I gav G a smile...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">& guess wat!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I banged into Grace aka AH Bang...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I was like "What Sia Grace!!!"...</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">When I took a glance at G, G was like laughing & smiling kidishly...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I was totally PINK-ed out!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I smiled back & ran back to training...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Was kicking myself, for doing tat...</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-5568667134894713665?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-41012793119040361372008-02-07T00:53:00.001+08:002008-02-07T01:55:38.227+08:00Singapore Polytechnic Women's Soccer<span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" >On 4 Feb</span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >, Monday...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >Was the start of soccer training for this year...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >Kudos for that!!!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Before training, me, Jaz, Grace went to Cheryl's hse to, initially, learn piano...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">well we did learn piano but only for a while...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Came a lil late cos hers was like almost at the other end of the island...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I was blown away by Cheryl's amazing 3 lvl Terrace hse...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">wooo-hooo...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Reallie Lurving it man...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Sakinah & Peiyu, as usual, always hav last minute changes...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">First they wanted to come, then the next minute,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"WHEN WE CALLED 'EM", they are somewhere else on the island...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Her mom was so kind to make prata & tissure pratas for brunch...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">We played soccer on her backyard which was so cool & it looks like ur in bali or resort...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">After which, we learn piano & we actually sidetracked & started doing recording as we sang along to Kelly Clarkson's, because of you & A1's, Like A Rose...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">It was crazy & fun at the same time... Its was so wild lar...</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >Now back to our soccer training...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >We were, "hmmmm", late for 10 minutes & met Choy on the way to stadium...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >Training was as fun as its always has been...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >& We welcome in our new teammate, Sze Yee whose name I hav difficulty to pronounce & I gav her a nickname, S....</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >How bad can I be... hahahax...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >Coach Adrian is always demanding in the training...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >But with him as our coach, our trainings has become more fun & hopefully, it'll always be...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >Our Team Chemistry is very gd & i'm lurving it...</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >Eventhough I'll be graduating soon, I hope to come back and train with the these bunch of crazy, wild & entertaining ppl always...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" >PS: Love u babes man...<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-4101279311904036137?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-37306640525878179432008-02-01T02:41:00.001+08:002008-02-01T03:02:15.242+08:00Idea!!!While back at CCOM office today for, Lunch Appreciation...<br /><br />Angie & Wei loong made me think of an idea...<br /><br />A Short Film by directed & produced by me...<br /> scriptwriter by Angie (& she came up with a lameeee one)...<br /> starred by all the ppl ard me!!!<br /><br /><blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" >"I shall never tell you"<br /><br /></span></blockquote><br /><br />Well I hope this crazy idea of mine will work one day!!!!<br /><br />hahax...<br /><br />My Aspirations in my life man...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-3730664052587817943?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-25324234699027331802008-02-01T01:59:00.000+08:002008-02-01T02:41:13.728+08:00next chap...what's up for me????<br /><br />A story left hanging till now man...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">NTU???</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">LASALLE???</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">NAFA???</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">RDI???</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">SIM (last resort)?????</span><br /><br />hahax...<br /><br />I practically sound like an <span style="font-weight: bold;">O lvl student</span> who has jus finish her test...<br /><br />ranting all the way...<br /><br /><blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;">" If thy want to do this,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> And so thy shall be prepared for the out come..." - by me!!!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span> <span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">/*------------- A Sign is all I need -----------------*/<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R6IWHtV7CTI/AAAAAAAAADs/QI-zTXwO_Wk/s1600-h/DSC03533.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R6IWHtV7CTI/AAAAAAAAADs/QI-zTXwO_Wk/s320/DSC03533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161712444606449970" border="0" /></a></div><blockquote></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-2532423469902733180?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-80792060967886912952008-01-30T13:23:00.000+08:002008-01-30T13:25:25.939+08:00PortfolioI thought I would be so freaking free to get my portfolio done & organized...<br /><br />BUT.....<br /><br />There's like other stuffs tat occupies my time...<br />It's not that I don't like but I cant manage my time properly man...<br /><br />Portfolio PORTfolio PORTFOLIO......!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-8079206096788691295?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-41804418144754960612008-01-30T12:57:00.000+08:002008-01-30T13:19:06.650+08:00Dinner Treat!!!Yesterday, Za who is the <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">secretary to the director of Dept of Corp Comm</span> which I was attached to for internship, and Maria gave a treat to the interns...<br /><br />Lurvee 'em so much cos they ar very nice, polite, & hav the motherly love presence in the office...<br />Missed 'em so much...<br /><br />So me & WL is as usual late abit... By the time we get there, E was there waiting & sitting down on the floor reading...<br /><br /><br />WL always giv me tat face whenever E is ard... hahax...<br />Its so funny man...<br /><br />The only thing I don like bout her is tat she likes to touch my head man...<br />Tats disturbing for me... But I can "tahan" E's other habits lar....<br /><br />After Za & Maria arrived (<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">VIP is always late</span>), we went to an Indian restaurant...<br /><br />We ordered<br /><ul style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><li>Chicken Briyani<br /></li><li>Garlic & Cheese Naan</li><li>Thosai Masala</li><li>Murtabak</li><li>Chicken Masala</li></ul><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">& another round of Garlic Naan...</span><br /><br />Za & Maria was telling us how the office was so quiet w/o us the interns...<br />hahax...<br />We were like "Awwwwwwwwww"<br />hahax...<br /><br />& keep reminding us of the noticeboard!!!<br /><br />after the whole ting, WL was like trying to avoid E so me & WL when to wisma where he treated me a pack of freshly baked<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;">FAMOUS AMOS</span>!!!<br /><br />All this for thanking me for putting up with his irritating nonsense... hahax...<br />For my part, I was OK with everyone.. no Hard feelings... hahax...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-4180441814475496061?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-60594126399235478002008-01-30T12:16:00.000+08:002008-01-30T12:51:10.317+08:00Observation!!!Been going for a run at SP sports complex since the last 2 weeks of my ITP (Industrial Training Programme)...<br /><br />I've notice something & I find it nice but at the same time amusing...<br /><br />hahax...<br /><br />There's tis G who is from tracks which is like nice, friendly & everything...<br />But I only noe G thru spots day & thru James who was the leader for our running team...<br /><br />Well, everytime I go down to the track i will always c G and G will like keep waving like some excited lil kid who has lollipops in his mouth...<br /><br />hahax...<br /><br />I feel nice & everything.... & honoured man...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">First encounter: </span><br /><br />Didn't realize anything... How gullible can I be... cos I tot its jus normal hi - bye kind... So I met G in the shower (not naked or anything). I was like packing my stuffs when G came out from the showers. G said hi to me and I didn wan to cos I tot G had forgotten me lar... So I was so Paisey... But don tink I blushed though...<br /><br />So she asked "So you had soccer training today?"<br /><br />And with my nervousness replied "Nah. Jus running ard. C u ard. Byez"<br /><br />Hahax... I'm like kicking my head for tat stupid answer... ARGHHHH...<br />Y can't you be not nervous!!!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Second Encounter: <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span><br />Waving again... hahax... I kind of like the attention though...<br /><br />In the showers again,<br /><br />but this time the talk was longer... & I'm loving it...<br />But G's fren is jus beside me is like I'm in between both of 'em...<br />hahax...<br />which is kind of weird u noe...<br /><br />but still G talked to me more... & as usual I'm like blabbering & talking like nervously...<br />OH MAN....<br /><br />I'm loving it man... really!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />Syaz sayz tat maybe I shud giv it more time to c whether there's anything...<br /><br />So maybe a bit more bumping & more chance to talk to each other...<br /><br /><br />Who noes man...<br /><br />Me not hoping for it but if anything does happens I'll sure to update the blog bout it...<br /><br />PS: G, I hope tat u didn noe my blog even exist... hahax..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-6059412639923547800?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-13256852765798913632007-12-09T03:58:00.000+08:002007-12-09T04:30:40.132+08:00GGS International Camp 2007 - Appreciation Dinner<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Dinner Night</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7mvOL-5I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jLN1wQdq110/s1600-h/DSC04229.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7mvOL-5I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jLN1wQdq110/s320/DSC04229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141698567526415250" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The <span style="font-weight: bold;">Taiwanese Scout Leader</span> who cant get enough of me...<br />& wanted to marry me off to her son & become her slave daughter-in-law...<br />hahahax... lurve her...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7m_OL-6I/AAAAAAAAACA/HlK1ziVJemA/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7m_OL-6I/AAAAAAAAACA/HlK1ziVJemA/s320/DSC00361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141698571821382562" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jie Min, Me & Xin Hui..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7m_OL-7I/AAAAAAAAACI/GRzNLLhiC-E/s1600-h/DSC04230.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7m_OL-7I/AAAAAAAAACI/GRzNLLhiC-E/s320/DSC04230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141698571821382578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sri Lankan Guides</span> & me in between them...<br />I look so short... OMG...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7nPOL-8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/JP_mEQdviGs/s1600-h/DSC04231.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7nPOL-8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/JP_mEQdviGs/s320/DSC04231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141698576116349890" border="0" /></a><br /><br />With the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Cambodia Guides</span> who are actually older than me by a year or two...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7nfOL-9I/AAAAAAAAACY/eshJih5wDI4/s1600-h/DSC04233.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r7nfOL-9I/AAAAAAAAACY/eshJih5wDI4/s320/DSC04233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141698580411317202" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here to Present to you the <span style="font-weight: bold;">SAI KANG WARRIORS!!!</span><br />=========================================<br />As usual I was late again as I was running errants for "Someone"...<br /><br />I met the S.K. Warriors... WoooHoooo...<br />We rockzzz to the core...<br /><br />I brought out my<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;">Ferrero Rocher</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">roses</span> which is my gift to the overseas guides...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Dhava said</span><blockquote style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">"I didn't Know that Hawa was so crafty"</blockquote>I was like WTH... Why cant I do this... Guess that they haven seen that side of me...<br />Most people were amazed at it...<br /><br />When I gave to the Taiwanese Guides, They were like so sweet...<br />One of them said that by giving roses it means your declaring your love to someone...<br />hahahax...<br />I didn't thought of that...<br />Well, I lurve them all cos they are so sweet & kind...<br /><br />I gave the roses to the Scottish Guides, Cambodia Guides, Sri Lankan Guides & Maldives Guides... Well the Malaysian went back earlier that day... so too bad for them...<br />I just hope that my roses are safe with them...<br /><br />I got more gifts from the overseas guides...<br /><br />Well another thing happen that night that stirred my feelings a lil'...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">It's when a new YA friend of mine said that I was cute & a<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">l</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">l</span>... & Jasmine said that<br />the way I look might attract the wrong crowd...<br />Hahahahax...<br />I laugh it off & came open to both of them... Jasmine was shock & all but the other didn't say anything or I didn't notice it cos I was trying to avoid making an eye contact with her....<br />When I like someone, I will go wobbly & have difficulty talking to that person...<br />So throughout the night I was drifting my attention to other stuffs...<br /><br />Enough about that...<br />All The S.K. Warriors became <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">CAM WHORE</span> for a while....<br />hahahax...<br />Thats was so much fun...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r9QPOL_AI/AAAAAAAAACw/wsS3t_zHtfs/s1600-h/DSC04252.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r9QPOL_AI/AAAAAAAAACw/wsS3t_zHtfs/s320/DSC04252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141700380002614274" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r9QPOL_AI/AAAAAAAAACw/wsS3t_zHtfs/s1600-h/DSC04252.JPG"> Me & Kaili....</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r9QPOL-_I/AAAAAAAAACo/2IwE_6bBV0o/s1600-h/DSC04247.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r9QPOL-_I/AAAAAAAAACo/2IwE_6bBV0o/s320/DSC04247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141700380002614258" border="0" /></a><br />MS Itchy Backside who always need a scratch from me... hahaha....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r9PvOL--I/AAAAAAAAACg/MrRcEyAEz8U/s1600-h/warp%281%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r9PvOL--I/AAAAAAAAACg/MrRcEyAEz8U/s320/warp%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141700371412679650" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Some Just squashed my Face...<br />Freaking need HELP here!!!????<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-1325685276579891363?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-18268520049097171332007-12-09T03:40:00.000+08:002007-12-09T03:58:03.615+08:00GGS International Camp 2007 - Day 5<span style="font-weight: bold;">On Day 5</span><br /><br />Got up from lodge to 2 & went to my actual lodge 3 where all my stuffs are...<br /><br />Washed up, packed my stuffs & when down to join the morning exercise which was conducted by<br />Ms Hasna Alsagoff which means lotsa fun....<br /><br />I partnered Jasmine for one of the exercise... hahahahax...<br />we were really loud & had fun doing the exercise together...<br /><br />After a great morning exercise, most of the YAs had our breakfast together...<br />The food this time was much better compared to what I've heard about the food for the past few days... Oooops... Shan't say much about tat...<br /><br />Right after breakfast was more s.k jobs for the YAs as we had to<br /><ol><li>Take down the banners</li><li>Clean out the lodges</li><li>Clean & carry the rubber tubes & spars back to Sarimbun Camp</li><li>Pack up the first aid room</li><li>Pick up the litters all around Camp Christine...</li><li>Bring down the flag pole</li><li>Carry the stuffs up the bus</li><li>Carry down the stuffs at HQ<br /></li></ol><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r3EPOL-2I/AAAAAAAAABg/Dcbu2IoCynY/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r3EPOL-2I/AAAAAAAAABg/Dcbu2IoCynY/s320/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693576774417250" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r3EvOL-3I/AAAAAAAAABo/lkig9FicX98/s1600-h/hilda%2B%26%2Bjiaen.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r3EvOL-3I/AAAAAAAAABo/lkig9FicX98/s320/hilda%2B%26%2Bjiaen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693585364351858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r3FPOL-4I/AAAAAAAAABw/tNTGNf_rWxM/s1600-h/HAWA%2B2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1r3FPOL-4I/AAAAAAAAABw/tNTGNf_rWxM/s320/HAWA%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693593954286466" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nonetheless, we had a fun tiring morning...<br /><br />All of us slept through out the journey back to HQ...<br />Hilda actually fall when she tried to stand up ... hahahahax...<br />It was a funny moment...<br />Her leg actually became numb while she was sleeping...<br /><br />After the warriors have done our duty,<br />its time to say our GOODBYES but looking forward to more of our meetings in future events...<br /><br />The Taiwanese Girl Scout Leader really cant get enough of me... Keep saying that I was soooo cute.... & wanting to become her daughter-in-law...<br />That's hilarious...<br /><br />Well, there still Post-International Camp Dinner the next day...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-1826852004909717133?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-88363639417537184662007-12-09T02:57:00.000+08:002007-12-09T03:40:49.822+08:00GGS International Camp 2007 - Day 4<span style="font-weight: bold;">On Day 4<br /><br /></span>Reached <span style="font-weight: bold;">Camp Christine</span> ard 9am or so...<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>PS: My fave place to getaway from the urban life...<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span>I didn' bother to sleep as I didn' want to miss anything thats happening during the day...<br /><br />I join in a group who went for archery which was held just beside BP ring...<br /><br />Met the Maldives Guiders, Vira & another guider who I've forgotten the name but not the face...<br />hehe...<br />They look like Indian Muslim here in Singapore...<br />Talked to them bout what they've been doing the pass few days of the camp<br />& guiding in Maldives...<br /><blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">"Did you know that for the Guiders in Maldives to have their meeting in their main</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">HQ, they have to plan for 3 days...?</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">2 days for traveling to & fro by boat and 1 day of meeting & shopping time...</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Thats alot man cos for a day of meeting here in Singapore is like so damn diff"</span><br /></span></blockquote>Lurve them...<br /><br />Then, Mrs Mindi Peters saw me & asked for help...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">BLOWING BALLOONS & carrying stuffs...<br /><br /></span>That afternoon there would be a carnival for parents & outsiders to come...<br />The guides set up stores to sell their stuffs...<br />& the Overseas guides & girl scouts set up their booth @ Olave Hall which they displayed lots of stuffs from their country...<br />I found that the Singapore guides did not event have anything much to exchange with them...<br />Thats so embarrassing...<br /><br />Well I exchange badges, patches & pins with them, in exchange from<br />Scotland - artificial tinsels, badges, stickers<br />Taiwan - Patches, handphone, keychain & postcards<br />Malaysia - Key chain<br />Maldives - Postcard, seashells & a patch...<br />Cambodia - By the time it came to them, I had nothing else to exchange with them...<br />I was so disappointed...<br /><br />During the carnival, I was helping out @ Uncle Salim's Rafting stall...<br />Had lotsa fun there...<br />Gd moments: I had to swim to the drifting raft & retrieve them & the drifting paddle too...<br />The passengers didn't dare to jump off the raft to retrieve the paddle...<br />As usual, HAWA to the rescue...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1runvOL-xI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KvnPiwMFsy0/s1600-h/HAWA.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1runvOL-xI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KvnPiwMFsy0/s320/HAWA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141684291055123218" border="0" /></a><br />hahax... tats the Wet Side of Me...<br /><br />On the same day... (Which I still haven sleep since the night cycling)<br />I met with new & old YAs...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1rvhfOL-yI/AAAAAAAAABA/GhjmWhBwtjk/s1600-h/DSC00315.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1rvhfOL-yI/AAAAAAAAABA/GhjmWhBwtjk/s320/DSC00315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141685283192568610" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Thats me with Tong Tong, Christina(my night cycling Buddy), Jie Min(NDP 05'), Hilda(PGA & hopefully futher YA)...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1rvhvOL-zI/AAAAAAAAABI/WgNISGyvxjQ/s1600-h/SAI%2BKANG%2BWARRIORS%21.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1rvhvOL-zI/AAAAAAAAABI/WgNISGyvxjQ/s320/SAI%2BKANG%2BWARRIORS%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141685287487535922" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The rest of the Sai Kang Warriors<br />Top left: Xin Hui, Christina, Jie Min, Andreas, Shu Hui, Jia En<br />Bottom Left: Hilda, Kaili, Jasmine, Tong Tong, Dhava<br /><br />& ME... I was still at the rafting area... Hahax...<br /><br />After the carnival was more s.k work...<br /><br />I got cleaned before the campfire (which later I found that was not gd idea)...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">CAMPFIRE cum Closing Ceremony<br /><br /></span>As usual with me around, campfire would not be so much fun...<br /><br />WOOOOHOOOO...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1ry8fOL-0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/KtHY-f9EJ_U/s1600-h/CAMPFIRE.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1ry8fOL-0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/KtHY-f9EJ_U/s320/CAMPFIRE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141689045583919938" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1ry8vOL-1I/AAAAAAAAABY/lcLpz5c4KtE/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1ry8vOL-1I/AAAAAAAAABY/lcLpz5c4KtE/s320/DSC00334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141689049878887250" border="0" /></a><br />Campfire rocks to the core...<br /><br /><br />Practically, things were not so high up...<br />Soooo I got the rest of my S.K. Warriors to come with me to perk things up...<br />& help out the guides group to get high...<br /><br />Like I said campfire is my fave thing... Its where my wildness & crazyness comes alive...<br /><br />After the so-called campfire, we had Scottish guides to do & join the in their scottish dance...<br />Then there's the Sri Lankan dance,<br />Maldives dance,<br />Cambodia dance...<br /><br />Then it was all disco PARTY till about 11 I guess...<br />I sure let loose...<br />WOOOHOOOO...<br /><br />It was suppose to be talking night for me & the YAs tat night...<br />But guess what I fell asleep just when it was going to start...<br />I guess my tiredness really came over me...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-8836363941753718466?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478309120478035505.post-23449012910879236602007-12-08T14:44:00.000+08:002008-01-30T13:29:26.467+08:00GGS International Camp 07<span style="font-family:verdana;">Last week was the GGS International Camp 2007...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Had lots of fun... Even though I only came on the 3 rd night for Night Cycling</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">which I am proud to say that</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >IT WAS THE SCARIES</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >T & THE BIGGEST JAW DROPPING Experience ever...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'll never organize or head 50 caps for Night Cycling... Guess for now only...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">hahahax...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >On the 3rd Night<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Which is the Night Cycling.</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >The day was filled with me gettin' calls from Ms Ng Soo Ling, Valerie Pang Min RU & Ms Hasna Alsagoff.<br />Everyone was like panicking for me about the event that Night.<br /><br />I was so relax & my mind was filled with other stuffs.<br />Which is much more important & urgent at that moment.<br />Like trying to finish up my work for the day & also finish designing a Presentation Folder...<br />PS: I'll Upload the designs later for ur viewing pleasure.<br /><br />After work & class, I rush to change clothes (so</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >unds like superman) & let my hair down(finally).<br />Then off went to BEDOK to photocopy 10 sets of my route proposal (which later I feel its a waste of money).</span><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Next destination was ECP which I took a taxi as I thought that I'll be late (as usual).<br /><br />I spent lots ofta monay on the same day.</span><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br />When to settled with this bike shop A who offered me a better bargain than shop B.<br /><table border="1" cellpadding="0"><tbody><tr><td>Offers/Shop</td><br /><td>Shop A</td><br /><td>Shop B</td></tr><br /><tr><td>Helmets</td><br /><td>Yes</td><br /><td>No</td><br /></tr><br /><tr><td>Back Lights</td><br /><td>Yes</td><br /><td>Yes</td><br /></tr><br /><tr><td>Head Lights</td><br /><td>Yes</td><br /><td>Yes</td></tr><br /><tr><td>Price</td><br /><td>$8</td><br /><td>$10</td></tr><br /><tr><td>Bicycle Conditions</td><br /><td>Great</td><br /><td>Not Bad</td></tr><br /></tbody></table><br />So when I initially called shop B to do bookings, the service was crap.<br /><br />So on that day itself, I went to shop A to make last minute reservation</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >s for 50 bikes.<br />Luckily the Lady Boss was kind enough to agree to my request...<br /></span><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >2nd thing that pissed me off is that the participants came late as the BUS DRIVER were late.<br />So I had to talk to the Lady Boss to open her shop till they come which was nearly over 2hrs their actual closing time.<br /><br />Well after that things went well...<br /><br />Participants came...<br /><br />Ms Hasna with whistle trying to organize things fast...<br /><br />I had 2 Guiders & 6 YAs to help me in this night cycling all thanks to MS Ng (<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">my Mother</span>).<br />Guiders: Ms Siti Maskurah, Ms Gloria Teng...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >YAs: Shaf (Shafiqah), SOcks (Sock Hong), Christina (Chris), Ms Itchy Backside (Shiyun), Jessica & Val...<br /><br />We had a safety man who drives the safety vehicle, Mr ANUAR from InnoTrek...<br /><br />Briefing were held on the safety, using of bikes & hand signals during cycling.<br /><br />Then off we went...</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Scary </span>experience was that some of the guides were swaying about, dozing off, tripping over each others bikes & <span style="font-weight: bold;">TAXIs</span> forcing their way into the bike lane to turn left...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Freaking TAXI Drivers...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gd Moments</span>: Having a break & Taking pictures at the National Stadium, Esplanade & the Padang...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">We had Intenational Guides & Girl Scouts from <span style="font-weight: bold;">Taiwan, Scotland, </span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sri Lanka & Maldives...</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">At Padang, Ms Hasna starts to tell her grandmother stories which is always very interesting to listen.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">SLEEPING AT FORT CANNING...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">With a kind heart, Ms Hasna bought for most of the participants <span style="font-weight: bold;">MACDONALD's McChickens & Lotsa French Fries</span>... It was a big treat to the guides as I heard that the camp food made people diarhoea & vomitting & became sick as a result...</span><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Awwwwwww... I lurve it when her kind side shows up...</span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1rnm_OL-tI/AAAAAAAAAAY/btbNfgBRPMs/s1600-h/DSC04224.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1rnm_OL-tI/AAAAAAAAAAY/btbNfgBRPMs/s320/DSC04224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141676581588826834" border="0" /></a></br><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1roq_OL-wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VspiB7_ycD8/s1600-h/DSC04226.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V2--YUI4AI/R1roq_OL-wI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VspiB7_ycD8/s320/DSC04226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141677749819931394" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;">"Some photos I took whil</span><span style="font-style: italic;">e cycling..."</span><br /></blockquote></span><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Ms Ng came along when we just reach Fort Canning...<br />As usual, a cheeky side of me is always there to perk everyone up.<br /><br />Then off back to ECP which was filled with jaw-dropping & heart-stopping experience...<br /><br />The girls were just dozing off anywhere we stop... I guess their tiredness finally caught up with them...<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1478309120478035505-2344901291087923660?l=hawatt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hawatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796052789856121699noreply@blogger.com0