<?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-7423670182166400753</id><updated>2012-01-12T19:34:08.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** life is how you live it **</title><subtitle type='html'>the past
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after almost 8 months waited for it, here comes the moment we've been waiting for soooooo long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A83LISjI_ok/TwwiJ09JXqI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VdrzGyNMWtE/s1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A83LISjI_ok/TwwiJ09JXqI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VdrzGyNMWtE/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695965180946112162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_6"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as expected i got kedah, i don't know how to describe the feeling really, but i guess i'm grateful indeed. to be honest, i didn't mind if i happened to get other places coz i somehow like challenges and new things, but since kedah it is, so i'll just acept whatever ALLAH had given to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a shocked to see many of my cohort mates got johor, though they opted for another states. it's unexpected actually, but well, it's already out and official, so enough of complaints and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it's time to set up new spirit and hopefully everything will be just fine!&lt;br /&gt;*positive positive*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-8438027565486143237?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8438027565486143237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8438027565486143237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8438027565486143237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8438027565486143237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-way-to-start-new-year.html' title='great way to start the new year!'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A83LISjI_ok/TwwiJ09JXqI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VdrzGyNMWtE/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7856674324263023635</id><published>2012-01-05T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:01:45.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love reading</title><content type='html'>i like reading; very much. and it somehow continue to the extent i was willing to sacrifice my money just to buy lots and lots of books! it was like a satisfaction having to see stacks of books surrounded me. but that was then :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays i find myself a bit lazy to read. i don't know why, but i thought this might be because of my laziness and ignorance. there's still many books which i haven't read or even go thru yet i'm still getting myself new books everytime i walked in a bookstore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so during my study time back in KL , i used to have this kind of craze over books that i didn't mind spending lots of money on books only. luckily i was given book allowance per semester which worth rm850, if not i would have to work somewhere to earn extra money for a living :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my crazy-over-books friends would went to KLIBF and we'll spend hundreds of ringgits on books; on any kind of books which captured our heart. we wouldn't mind carrying those heavy books in our bags or hands as long as we got what we want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i also used to have my own philosophy in buying books and they was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"grab and buy the book though you might not have time to read it, but at least you already have the book" . &lt;/span&gt;and this so-called philosophy somehow kills me coz there's so many books which i have not read yet. i don't know when can i finish reading all those books. hahaha...padan muka :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well talking about reading, i guess i inherited this passion from my father, since he himself is an avid reader even until now. he would always have something to read be it any music magazine, or even cooking magazines, newspaper, travelogue mags, his monthly subscription of bank mags or even catalogues! we also have this tall huge built-in cabinet for books at the living room, and half of them books were his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always had this imagination of having a mini library in my house, and i guess i'll make it a reality once i am settled down with everything. it definitely would be great to own a library in our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from reading, i think i have developed my passion for writing too. and that's one of the reasons why i blog. though my writing level is not that good, but i'll keep on trying and writing as many as i could coz my lecturer used to tell me that "just write down anything you want to and keep on writing, don't worry too much on the idea coz it will come out later".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading was like a brain therapy since i got to 'travel' to other countries as well as learn new things. i also got to know how different people think and react, and the rationales behind every single thing they do. it was a great feeling indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess my collection of books are my MOST treasured and precious things i ever have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-7856674324263023635?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7856674324263023635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7856674324263023635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7856674324263023635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7856674324263023635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-reading.html' title='i love reading'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3034790033405655344</id><published>2012-01-02T17:24:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T18:25:50.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coretan ringkas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;*entry kali ni paling banyak gambar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 has ended officially; and it's already 3rd of january 2012.&lt;br /&gt;well, 2011 had indeed left me with mixtures of memories-bitter, sweet, sad, happy etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam yang selalu aku buat seperti tahun2 sebelum ni, so hari ni aku akan recall balik apa yang aku dah buat sepanjang 2011 tapi bezanya kali ini aku buatnya dengan agak ringkas; simple and sweet gitu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2011&lt;br /&gt;- struggle with studies since this was my final semester and final year in UM. to be honest, masa awal2 ni masih relax2 dan main2 lagi, sebab rasa macam otak dah agak tepu belajar selama 6 tahun! tapi i bet this was my best moment semasa belajar coz dapat lecturer yang sangat best+sporting+sempoi= mr gomez! seriously fell in love with the way he taught us all; sangat fatherly dan concern sampaikan semuanya tak sampai hati nak ponteng kelas dia. juga jatuh cinta denga subjek future studies sebab ia best; memaksa aku berfikir jauh ke hadapan dan berikan ruang untuk kita lihat sesuatu benda dari perspektif masing-masing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"there is no right and wrong answers"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"say what you have to say, no more no less"&lt;/span&gt; (prof. moses, 2011) treasure sangat waktu ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-br6pA2U-Z7g/TwGKZ7qXNzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Y9cKTL8Omd4/s1600/DSCN1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-br6pA2U-Z7g/TwGKZ7qXNzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Y9cKTL8Omd4/s320/DSCN1548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692983582089754418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sempat lagi berpicnic ramai-ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mai di taman jaya PJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2011&lt;br /&gt;- seperti biasa sibuk dengan studies lagi, tapi tak sesibuk semester yang lepas-lepas memandangkan jadual dan subjek yang diambil sangat sedikit, so in a way berikan peluang untuk aku dapat hari cuti yang banyak dari biasa :D sebab tu last semester ni aku selalu balik rumah di kedah nun, sampai mak ayah aku naik hairan tengok anak dia selalu sangat balik rumah, ibarat KL-SP macam SP-Alor Setar :D :D masa ni juga tengah seronok dengan aktiviti food hunting yang tak berkesudahan dengan housemates di sekitar KL...weeee...seronoknya!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLh6hwaqAUM/TwGEojrUQSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/V6VCwcwd80M/s1600/Image0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLh6hwaqAUM/TwGEojrUQSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/V6VCwcwd80M/s320/Image0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692977236279574818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di La Chateua de Puah, berbel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it-belit lidah nak sebut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mac 2011&lt;br /&gt;- starting bulan ni, bahang kesibukan sangat terasa, dengan due date assignments dan write ups, dan academic reading dan dinner dan trips sume2..memang exhausted dan sangat kalut time ni. tapi still ada masa nak enjoy2 dengan kawan-kawan dan housemates hehehe..dan sedar tak sedar dah hampir ke final studies dan final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2011&lt;br /&gt;- masa ni memang sangat sibuk, dengan assignments punya due date dan macam2 benda yang perlu difikirkan. oleh sebab aku merupakan salah seorang dinner committee jadi it's double the workloads! tapi aku tak kisah sebab aku suka bila sibuk macam ni..hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2011&lt;br /&gt;- hampir ke final dan takde lagi assignment yang delay, tinggal nak submit assignment lasttt aje then MERDEKA! tapi tak lagi selagi tak habis finals lagi. tapi aku ambil 2 paper aje kali ni, agak relax tapi pada masa yang sama kena banyak sangat membaca! dinner last untuk cohort 4 di KGPA. it was a BLAST to all of us dan semuanya nampak glamer2 dengan baju2 yang cantik menarik tertarik kau memang da' bomb! tapi suasana agak sedih since it will be our very last time being together with everybody, lepas ni semua akan bawa haluan masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBCw_X2iU0A/TwGE6zNH2PI/AAAAAAAAAcY/moyeinL6S44/s1600/216227_10150164858519483_848069482_6380600_3748225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBCw_X2iU0A/TwGE6zNH2PI/AAAAAAAAAcY/moyeinL6S44/s320/216227_10150164858519483_848069482_6380600_3748225_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692977549685545202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haruslah bergambar dengan ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ignment last sebelu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;m disubmit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7A70nKkyT4/TwGOQe0td5I/AAAAAAAAAc8/tPujSrlWwwQ/s1600/120520112118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7A70nKkyT4/TwGOQe0td5I/AAAAAAAAAc8/tPujSrlWwwQ/s320/120520112118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692987817776215954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bergambar bersama sebelum la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;st paper final sem :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4BGVjzihXQ/TwGG75IGUfI/AAAAAAAAAck/Oa-UfFVXtT0/s1600/DSC01950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4BGVjzihXQ/TwGG75IGUfI/AAAAAAAAAck/Oa-UfFVXtT0/s320/DSC01950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692979767478211058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kami; dinner KG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PA :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;June 2011&lt;br /&gt;-secara officialnya aku dah selamat menghabiskan sesi pembelajaran aku selama 6 tahun! Alhamdulillah, syukur pada ALLAH yang merancang semuanya dengan terbaik :) masa ni sibuk berkemas-kemas untuk pindah rumah balik ke tempat masing-masing. kemas-kemas rumah sewa, bedak2 barang dalam rumah dan saat-saat akhir berjimba-jimba dengan kawan-kawan. tengok wayang dan makan-makan buat kali last beramai-ramai.seronok sangat! i'll surely miss those greatest moments! dan hampir-hampir nak balik ke rumah dapat berita kena hadiri taklimat kissm di maktab, thank Allah aku tak balik lagi so stay terus sampai hari yang&lt;br /&gt;dimaksudkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUbJsHxLG68/TwGQI7pLaNI/AAAAAAAAAdI/FBPmpKiQfHQ/s1600/190520112215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUbJsHxLG68/TwGQI7pLaNI/AAAAAAAAAdI/FBPmpKiQfHQ/s320/190520112215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692989887096776914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;di MidValley menonton Nur Kasih The Movie beramai-ramai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2011&lt;br /&gt;- masih lagi terkesan dengan peristiwa perpisahan dengan kawan2 jadi penuhlah news feed di fb dengan status dan poem kawan-kawan; semuanya pasal sahabat. dan sengketa lama juga berakhir dengan sendirinya..semua kembali jadi rapat seperti mana we used to be before this :) bergelar penganggur sepenuh masa dan bermulalah aktiviti rutin bila duduk di rumah- lepak, makan, tidur, tengok tv, baca novel etc. masa ni tengah eager dan excited nak masuk mengajar ke sekolah so semuanya tabah menunggu panggilan untuk posting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2011&lt;br /&gt;-still di rumah, jobless dan sabar menunggu posting. pertengahan bulan ini harus ke KL untuk kursus KISSM di maktab, gembira sebab dapat jumpa kembali kawan-kawan yang ditinggalkan tak sampai beberapa bulan aje..so, it's get together time dan story mory..tak lupa untuk kembali jalan-jalan di kota KL bersama kawan-kawan :D balik aje dari KL terus ke cameron highlands ada gathering dengan kawan-kawan pa dan ma. berlaku satu peristiwa yang menunjukkan kekuasaan ALLAH, terima kasih ALLAH :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H59XvYVgOTI/TwLMkDYu0KI/AAAAAAAAAdU/8H6b4nRCaiQ/s1600/image0702-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H59XvYVgOTI/TwLMkDYu0KI/AAAAAAAAAdU/8H6b4nRCaiQ/s320/image0702-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693337798706122914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with my bestest buddy, fiera semasa KISSM 2011 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2011&lt;br /&gt;- masih lagi sabar menunggu posting, macam-macam berita dan rumours yang diterima dan didengari tapi semuanya tak boleh dipercayai langsung. keep on waiting and waiting berharap miracle akan berlaku tapi hampa kerana masanya belum tiba. dan tiba-tiba excited dengan convocation ceremony yang akan berlangsung tak lama lagi. pergi ke KL dengan kawan-kawan untuk collect robe, masih sempat berjalan-jalan di kota KL juge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msZmiqXCYRk/TwLNhBMIWjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/BKozPb-MYxQ/s1600/318445_214126818651206_193145010749387_562142_1004679985_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msZmiqXCYRk/TwLNhBMIWjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/BKozPb-MYxQ/s320/318445_214126818651206_193145010749387_562142_1004679985_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693338846088419890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;sempat lagi bergambar time collect robe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2011&lt;br /&gt;- convo was the major event for this month. got to meet cohort 4 friendss dan sibuk bergambar sampai tak ingat dunia, dan start cathing up with several people tentang current life whatnots. lepas convo terus menunggu posting yang tak kunjung tiba lagi. sedar tak sedar dah nak dekat dengan hari raya aidiladha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5G7BPbHz7uw/TwLSamEVRbI/AAAAAAAAAds/PmhzbWd7AxI/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5G7BPbHz7uw/TwLSamEVRbI/AAAAAAAAAds/PmhzbWd7AxI/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693344233286878642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;convocation 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2011&lt;br /&gt;- balik kampung dan spend masa sangat lama disini, tak balik ke rumah sejak sebelum hari raya aidiladha lagi sebab ada plan best lepas raya :D :D masih lagi menunggu posting dan tiba-tiba dapat berita pasal temuduga SPP, dalam hati bersinar dengan cahaya sebab tak lama lagi akan posting; katanyalah. prepare untuk interview dan surat2 semua tu tapi pada masa yang sama aku akan ke singapore untuk hadiri wedding orang disana, it was a great and new experience indeed, for the fact that i've never got the chances to travel to other countries. agak jakun masa dapat passport dan separuh tak percaya juga..ngeeee :D :D end of month menghadiri interview spp, dan dapat jumpa sebahagian of my friends di JPN kedah, chit chatting sambil tukar2 gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53Ptxpuhkvk/TwLWGTBE9bI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7CcT14sbwDY/s1600/ADB_8689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53Ptxpuhkvk/TwLWGTBE9bI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7CcT14sbwDY/s320/ADB_8689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693348282622080434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;December 2011&lt;br /&gt;-nothing much, still tunggu posting dan banyak jugak travel ke sana ke mari attend friend's wedding. ke perlis dan ke penang, untuk wedding pasangan yang sama :) dapat peluang jumpa kawan-kawan juga walaupun tak ramai, but the havoc dan 'kecoh-ness' was still there. pa juga secara officially bertukar ke kerteh and was no longer working with perwaja. mula berjinak-jinak dengan hobi baru- tonton cerita bersiri, be it korean, american, british, malay movies semua aku redah je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan awal January 2012, dapat berita yang aku lulus SPP dengan jayanya. so hanya menunggu panggilan dari JPN untuk posting di sekolah sahaja. Alhamdulillah, it was truly a great opening to start new year with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess that was it! semuanya bercampur aduk, it was a mixture of feelings indeed. walaupun kecewa dengan posting yang tak kunjung tiba tapi all in all, semua yang best best telah hapuskan benda itu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-3034790033405655344?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3034790033405655344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3034790033405655344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3034790033405655344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3034790033405655344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2012/01/coretan-ringkas-2011.html' title='coretan ringkas 2011'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-br6pA2U-Z7g/TwGKZ7qXNzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Y9cKTL8Omd4/s72-c/DSCN1548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1673192829359815330</id><published>2011-12-29T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:34:35.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm no perfect human being</title><content type='html'>aku harus akui yang aku adalah seorang yang defensive. dan emosional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan  aku rasa kedua-dua watak ini adalah watak negatif. watak negatif yang  mungkin boleh menyebabkan orang tidak sukakan aku. sebab itu aku selalu  ada 'love-hate relationship' dengan diri aku sendiri *aku pernah kongsi  pasal benda ni dulu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisahnya aku sedang latih diri untuk jadi positif dan sedia terima apa jua kritikan dan pertanyaan yang boleh buat aku naik bosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku juga sedang berusaha untuk ubah diri aku menjadi lebih positif dan kurangkan sikap defensive, yang aku rasa boleh jadi penyebab utama kepada kerosakan hati suatu hari nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan aku juga gigih belajar untuk kawal dan handle emosi aku dengan lebih bijak dan berkesan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau sekeras mana aku berusaha&lt;br /&gt;walau segigih mana aku cuba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akan ada kadangnya aku tak daya untuk mengawalnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi janganlah disalahkan aku bila aku sendiri tak tahu bagaimana nak hilangkan semua yang negatif ini dariku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku juga manusia biasa, aku tak sempurna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*mode: negative*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-1673192829359815330?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1673192829359815330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7942234344170322973</id><published>2011-12-28T20:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:01:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of uncertainties and dissapoitments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;**disclaimer: entry ini agak sedikit emosional, read at your own risk**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tak semua yang kau rancang kan berlaku, mungkin nasib tak menyebelahi aku&lt;/span&gt;"- Yuna; Penakut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;, kebiasaan aku yang suka sangat kaitkan setiap lirik lagu dengan kisah kisah yang berlaku sehari-hari, jadi hari ni aku nak kaitkan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entry&lt;/span&gt; aku dengan secebis lirik dari &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yuna-Penakut&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be honest&lt;/span&gt;, mula-mula aku dengar lagu ni, aku sangat tak suka rentaknya tambah-tambah bila sampai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;part&lt;/span&gt; Yuna nyanyi "ini tidak adil, tidak adil" tu..tak tahu kenapa aku tak suka sangat mendengarnya. tapi lama-lama bila dengar balik lagu ni sambil hayati lirik permulaannya, aku rasa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's soo true in every sense,&lt;/span&gt; dan berkait rapat dengan aku. tapi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not going to relate it with love story lovey dovey &lt;/span&gt;tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so to speak&lt;/span&gt;, sangat benarlah lirik lagu ni dengan kita semua. semua orang pasti punya perancangan tersendiri; tentang apa yang mereka mahukan atau apa yang ingin dicapai atau apa yang ingin dilakukan dalam hidup masing-masing, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i gues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s life is so not a bed of roses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidup ini tak seindah yang disangka kerana kita perlu berhadapan dengan cabaran, ujian dan pilihan setiap kali. dan akan tiba saatnya dimana tidak semua akan dapat apa yang dihajatkan atau dirancangkan. kenapa? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt; ada yang kaitkan dengan nasib atau takdir, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i prefer to believe that ALLAH certainly has something sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ecial stor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ed for me, hence He gave me this 6-months-and-counting-waiting-for-my-placement "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;test". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;positive thinking&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kecewa? MESTILAH. siapa yang tak kecewa? setelah menandatangani kontrak perkhidmatan selama 5 tahun di sekolah dan semua perbelanjaan pengajian selama 6 tahun ditanggung beres malahan dijanjikan pula dengan ganjaran kerja tetap yang menanti sejurus tamat pengajian, jadi kiranya ianya tidak berlaku seperti yang dijanjikan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now tell me&lt;/span&gt; SIAPA YANG TAK KECEWA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never in history of our seniors did this kind of thing happened, and i don't know whether it was just us or the same thing will going to happen to my juniors. i don't know. i had enough of patience and determination and heart to be a teache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r. seriously, if u ever asked me the question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enough of the questions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bila posting?"&lt;br /&gt;"dah tahu ke posting kat mana?"&lt;br /&gt;"kenapa lambat sangat posting korang eh?" sambil mata merenung sinis&lt;br /&gt;"laa, tak posting lagi ke? dah lama kan habis belajar dulu" nada yang memerli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaksi aku: senyap dan senyum kambing.&lt;br /&gt;sebab aku tak punya jawapan untuk semua soalan 'membunuh' itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt;, sekiranya kamu-kamu semua mahu tahu di mana aku akan ditempatkan, aku jauh sejuta kali lagi ingin mengetahuinya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more than you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it hurts me very much when i myself didn't even know the date and you guys keep on asking me 'that' questions. seriously. i'm like a puppet ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ving to portray my smiley face to the audiences when actually i'm crying inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please be a little empathy. if i know the placemen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, the date and all i'm surely will tell everyone in no minutes coz that would be the best news to be shared with, aint it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry if i got a bit emotional&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan aku kira benarlah penantian itu satu penyiksaan kerana kita akan ditinggalkan dalam keadaan yang tak pasti/ tertanya-tanya/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uncert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inties&lt;/span&gt;. penantian sangatlah memerlukan kepada kesabaran, dan seringkali kesabaran adalah benda paling susah yang dipunyai oleh manusia, secara amnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan ditanya pasal usaha, kerana hanya kami-kami yang mengalaminya sahaja tahu bagaimana kuatnya usaha rakan-rakan yang tak pernah kisah kamu-dari-maktab/ipg-dan-ipta-asalkan-semuanya-bernaung-dibawah-label-cohort4-yang-tak-posting2-lagi semuanya akan ditolong, twitter, perjumpaan dengan KPM- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I REALLY THANKED THEM for all the efforts dan moga2 ALLAH membalasnya kepada kalian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sekiranya kamu tidak berada dalam keadaan ini, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't bother asking that type of questions that will make people hate you&lt;/span&gt;. *ouch, hate is really a strong word*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak lagi soalan yang lebih berguna dan molek untuk ditanya, kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5t91mfzHXq4/TvsSuWx00dI/AAAAAAAAAcA/nKBubf0iBs4/s1600/walk-in-my-shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5t91mfzHXq4/TvsSuWx00dI/AAAAAAAAAcA/nKBubf0iBs4/s320/walk-in-my-shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691163141710598610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;try to walk in my shoes, then you'll know how it feels&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/7423670182166400753-7942234344170322973?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7942234344170322973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7942234344170322973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7942234344170322973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7942234344170322973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/12/of-uncertainties-and-dissapoitments.html' title='of uncertainties and dissapoitments'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5t91mfzHXq4/TvsSuWx00dI/AAAAAAAAAcA/nKBubf0iBs4/s72-c/walk-in-my-shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-175455988958232273</id><published>2011-12-13T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:38:47.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dah tinggal 45 % aje :(</title><content type='html'>rasanya aku ni betul macam lalang la, maksudnya senang sangat berubah pendirian dan err berubah mood pun ye jugak. sebab lately ni aku rasa aku cepat je nak emo tapi lepas tu dah ok, i mean lepas beberapa saat/ minit kemudian, aku dah ok. hahaha aku rasa macam lawak pun ade, sebab sangat2 tak mature perangai macam ni :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bila difikir2 balik, betul ke aku ni memang cepat berubah pendirian? well, someone used to tell me that, and i don't know whether it's true or not. tapi another person pernah bagitahu aku yang aku bukannya tak tetap pendirian whatnot, aku cuma being considerate dan reti on how to give and take with people. sebab aku selalu cuba nak jadi neutral dan lakukan benda yang boleh senangkan hati semua pihak, so according to her, sebab tu lah aku senang ubah fikiran/ pendirian aku sebab nak suit dengan keadaan orng tu. haha truth is, aku sendiri pun tak tahu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, recent condition aku adalah menunggu posting yang tak kunjung tiba lagi, lansung tak nampak batang hidung kat mana-mana sekalipun. adoih, aku dah sampai tahap pasrah dan kecewa yang teramat(kuasa seratus) sangat dah ni, sampaikan sekarang ni target aku adalah untuk tunggu contract 5 years dgn government tu tamat dan jadi invalid, so kalau by jun 2012 pun masih lagi tak dapat posting, then aku akan teruskan dengan hasrat aku yang satu ni, apakah dia?jeng jeng jeng rahsiaaaaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, to be honest, aku dah hilang semangat dan minat nak jadi cikgu. rasa macam nak buat kerja yang tak melibatkan orang ramai lansung, macam cita2 asal aku dulu2 tu. seriously, agak lama dan payah jugak aku nak buang ketidaksukaan aku yang satu ni- deal dengan orang ramai tambah2 public yang kita tak kenal lansung. kalau dulu aku akan elakkan dari buat kerja dengan orang, aku akan pilih dengan benda2 yang tak hidup, macam bekerja dengan figures ataupun apa saja benda yang tak ada nyawa. tapi, alih2 ketidaksukaan aku ni lah yang akan jadi benda yang aku akan buat setiap hari. sebab tu kot ada orang kata jangan terlalu membenci sesuatu kelak ia akan jadi benda yang paling dekat dengan kita. see, memang betul pun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, that was then. masa aku masih lagi ada semangat nak posting dan mengajar kat sekolah sume2, tapi sekarang ni meter minat tu dah semakin menurun dan aku rasa tinggal 45% je kot. susah payah aku train diri aku untuk suka dan rasa enjoy kerja dengan manusia, tapi kesudahannya macam ni. SANGAT KECEWA :( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, for this time being, i'll just wait and see what ALLAH has in store for me and friends. just hoping that this endless waiting will not last so long, dan aku dapat kerja cepat2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cepat cepat sementara semangat masih ada 45% ni! and hopefully if i get the posting next year 2012, aku masih berjaya terapkan apa yang aku nak buat dengan diri aku waktu tengah bersemangat tunggu posting 7 months ago!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-175455988958232273?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/175455988958232273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=175455988958232273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/175455988958232273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/175455988958232273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/12/dah-tinggal-45-aje.html' title='dah tinggal 45 % aje :('/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1394811920181380242</id><published>2011-12-09T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T16:06:33.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#random</title><content type='html'>rasanya sejak duduk rumah goyang kaki tak buat apa ni aku dah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lost count &lt;/span&gt;dengan tarikh dan hari, sampaikan ada kalanya lupa hari ni berapa haribulan. tapi selalu ingat hari apa dengan bantuan rancangan tv :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selalu juga terlupa dengan banyak benda yang dulu pernah jadi kebiasaan aku (masa masih lagi bergelar pelajar) dan rasa kekok nak buat benda yang sama sebab status yang dah bertukar ni (bukan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marital status&lt;/span&gt; ye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sejak jadi penganggur terhormat ni aku rasa aku semakin tak produktif, tambah2 bila musim cuti sekolah bermula. kalau dulu sibuk juga tolong-tolong mana yang patut- memasak, kemas rumah, basuh baju, jemur baju, siram pokok etc tapi sejak cuti sekolah ni semuanya dah diambil alih oleh mem besar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku rasa sejak habis belajar hari tu, macam-macam benda aku dah lalui dan rasai, ada yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;, ada yang tak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;, ada yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so-so&lt;/span&gt;, ada yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okla&lt;/span&gt;, ada yang giler sangat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; etc. ada hikmah kot di sebalik semua ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nak percaya yang ALLAH dah tetapkan segalanya buat aku, aku hanya perlu tunggu masa itu tiba aje, dan perlu SABAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesabaran yang indah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-1394811920181380242?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1394811920181380242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1394811920181380242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1394811920181380242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1394811920181380242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/12/random.html' title='#random'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-223833155534646394</id><published>2011-12-07T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:05:15.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>putus harapan</title><content type='html'>aku kira aku sudah putus harapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putus harapan dan sudah payah untuk percaya janji-janji manis manusia. sebab kesudahannya, aku yang kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan akan tiba satu saat dimana apabila harapan itu terlalu tinggi menggunung, dan jika tidak terjadi seperti yang diharapkan, maka perasaan kecewa itu ibarat kaca yang terhempas ke bumi, berderai seribu kepingan kecil, yang tajam menikam kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perasaan kecewa yang tak tergambar dan tak dapat dijelaskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sangat kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANGAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun aku cuba untuk pujuk diri untuk percaya semua ini adalah dugaanNya, tapi jauh di sudut hati, aku masih lagi kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANGAT kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sampai satu saat ini, aku sudah putus harapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putus.harapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku tahu Dia masih ada untuk tenangkan aku. Dia yang tak pernah mungkiri janji, Dia yang sedia ada disisi aku dan Dia yang selalu tahu apa yang dibuatNya ada sebab tersembunyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oprd3H7l5Bg/Tt9yQwbk4SI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/LbcV6gTTrD8/s1600/kecewa7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oprd3H7l5Bg/Tt9yQwbk4SI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/LbcV6gTTrD8/s320/kecewa7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683386886968893730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan mintalah pertolongan (kepada Allah) dengan jalan  sabar dan mengerjakan sembahyang; dan sesungguhnya sembahyang itu  amatlah berat kecuali kepada orang-orang yang khusyu';&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;terima kasih ALLAH untuk kekuatan ini :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7423670182166400753-223833155534646394?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/223833155534646394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=223833155534646394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/223833155534646394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/223833155534646394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/12/putus-harapan.html' title='putus harapan'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oprd3H7l5Bg/Tt9yQwbk4SI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/LbcV6gTTrD8/s72-c/kecewa7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2786994726762936929</id><published>2011-12-06T07:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:43:41.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>define happiness</title><content type='html'>i guess everyone has their own definition of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday, when i was in the car with my family, at the traffic light, i saw a couple- an indian husband and a chinese wife were eating fresh fruits happily on an old motorcycle. i saw the wife resting her hand on her husband's shoulder while eating fresh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciku&lt;/span&gt; and the husband trying so hard to keep the motorcycle balanced using his old legs, and at the same time was eating fresh papaya too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell that their financial state was not that good by looking at their condition; the bike, the appearance and such &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mind you but i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not being a judgemental person here)&lt;/span&gt; but above all, they both looked genuinely happy in their own world. oh and there were some chit-chatting and laughter too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so romantic!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the man had to endure the heaviness of the motorcyle so that the wife is comfortable on her seat, i guess he likes what he's doing coz he can still enjoy his fruit no matter what. and the woman looked ease in her place and seemed really confident with her husband that they wont fell off from the old motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so define happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many ways in which we can find happiness and it doesn't have to be all perfect- with luxury condition, good things and etc. but it can be in any condition as long as those who involved feels happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6d_VNEquTR8/Tt1eWZGpP9I/AAAAAAAAAag/pvYWixGMZZA/s1600/IMG_3180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6d_VNEquTR8/Tt1eWZGpP9I/AAAAAAAAAag/pvYWixGMZZA/s320/IMG_3180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682802043600322514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some might feel that jumping while pictures were taken was sooo excited and fun! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some children might feel happy if they got to eat their favourite food, be it their mother's cooking or some junk food, though the food is not expensive or any fried chicken from KFC or such; but to some other children, their happiness might be when they get to play their favourite toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for some person, getting the chances to go to shopping malls or some  fancy places is already enough for them to enjoy though that mall has  nothing except for groceries and is a market-like mall, but for some,  they might feel that this kind of place is soo yesterday and feels like  home is the best place to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvs1fZt04kc/Tt1fvbo_LMI/AAAAAAAAAas/qMvLWZjNm9w/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvs1fZt04kc/Tt1fvbo_LMI/AAAAAAAAAas/qMvLWZjNm9w/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682803573289594050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some might feel that teasing and socialising with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sibings is happier and funnier things to do in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some other people are happy to get their own favourite books or 'special' items that they had longed for all this while, but there might be some who only feels happy only if they got to go to their favourite places or hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msFtsYGrKB0/Tt1jyySPbEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WGDg-4AowXM/s1600/DSCN1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msFtsYGrKB0/Tt1jyySPbEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WGDg-4AowXM/s320/DSCN1539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682808028954324034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some might feel happy if they get to picnic with dear friends at the park on a sunny day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon each one of us do have our own meaning of happiness,and it  definitely differs according to our needs, preferences, condition etc.  it's alright to feel happy in anything and anytime we want, learn to be  grateful and accept what we have now before we might miss it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, define happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, have you got your own definition of happiness? i've already got mine ;)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7423670182166400753-2786994726762936929?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2786994726762936929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2786994726762936929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2786994726762936929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2786994726762936929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/12/define-happiness.html' title='define happiness'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6d_VNEquTR8/Tt1eWZGpP9I/AAAAAAAAAag/pvYWixGMZZA/s72-c/IMG_3180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1895036365322862155</id><published>2011-12-03T10:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T17:46:38.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>learn to appreciate the way we are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You made me insecure, told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wasn't good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But who are you to judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're a diamond in the rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sure you got some things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'd like to change about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But when it comes to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't want to be anybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm no beauty queen, I'm just beautiful me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*who says-selena gomez*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good to listen to songs which had beautiful and good lyrics. it somehow can (might) boost up one's confidence&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i enjoy good songs with insightful lyrics :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i like those lyrics above coz they are really true in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a sense that every one of us is special in our own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; way. there's no single person in the world who ought to be judged for who they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;to be honest, i am a person with low self-esteem. and the fact that my mind likes to think negatively &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which later developed into a habit)&lt;/span&gt; adds on to that minus point. i am not really a confident person you see, that is why i always like to compare myself with others. i know it's not a good attitude and habit hence i'm trying really h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ard to 'throw' that negative image of mine :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess as time goes by, i managed to get rid from the image of the old me; that negative-minded person. i developed the new me; positive-minded, easy-to-go-along-with kind of person and most of all, a grateful yet confident character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still trying to be a good person and once in a bluemoon, i might 'return' to the old me. well, that is what we call the stages of changes. one can never change in a blink of eyes, it definitely takes time but as long as we change, it's already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, do you have our own fave song? with some beautiful lyrics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure all of us do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19wsgE45iAM/TtnvHajBbiI/AAAAAAAAAaU/luPWH2moDBM/s1600/life-is-beautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19wsgE45iAM/TtnvHajBbiI/AAAAAAAAAaU/luPWH2moDBM/s320/life-is-beautiful.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681835315568930338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The simplest things bring the biggest smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7423670182166400753-1895036365322862155?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1895036365322862155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1895036365322862155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1895036365322862155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1895036365322862155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/12/learn-to-appreciate-way-we-are.html' title='learn to appreciate the way we are'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19wsgE45iAM/TtnvHajBbiI/AAAAAAAAAaU/luPWH2moDBM/s72-c/life-is-beautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3883713385649563254</id><published>2011-12-01T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T15:50:44.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thought</title><content type='html'>it's amazing to see how each different letters are combine to create good words and how different words makes good sentences. i've always adore and jealous of how most writers get to pen down their thoughts and ideas beautifully and inspiringly, with the use of same letters and words we encounter in our own book or dictionary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we might have the same ideas or thoughts with other people, but how every one of us writes it down will never be the same. some people are able to write such a long sentences to convey theirs but others might not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once, i also have the thought of becoming a writer or journalist. why? first of all, coz i like reading and then writing. secondly, coz i want to travel around the world and being able to report about what had happened in other countries was really cool; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at that time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i had this kind of hobby;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; err i don't kn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ow whether it's really a hobby or not&lt;/span&gt;, but i sort of like to analyse or read or see how different people pen down their thoughts. i've been comparing few peoples; some of them are famous writers, some are leaders, some are friends, and some are good and great bloggers. i get to see how different they are, how different their style of writings are and how all the differences they made add on to the flavour and makes it very 'tasty' indeed.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and they are using ordinary letters and ordinary words which i'm sure any of us knows and are familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's their style and creativity which captured me the most; for they make beautiful stories and sentences and quotes etc.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to write beautiful stories too, one day. and glad to have reading and writing as my passions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIi3JSQJI6U/TtcxhY9M1YI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ETtRyCLnxTs/s1600/DSC_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIi3JSQJI6U/TtcxhY9M1YI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ETtRyCLnxTs/s320/DSC_0528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681063904655758722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this picture has got nothing to do with the entry. saja letak :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7423670182166400753-3883713385649563254?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3883713385649563254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3883713385649563254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3883713385649563254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3883713385649563254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/12/random-thought.html' title='random thought'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIi3JSQJI6U/TtcxhY9M1YI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ETtRyCLnxTs/s72-c/DSC_0528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7767359237349426659</id><published>2011-12-01T11:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T12:25:08.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of december and number one</title><content type='html'>sejak dari dulu lagi aku suka sangat dengan bulan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt; dan nombor 1. aku pun tak tau kenapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BUc73S-w6Y/Ttb-4Nhs0UI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Is-8KCRptbg/s1600/113-224-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BUc73S-w6Y/Ttb-4Nhs0UI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Is-8KCRptbg/s320/113-224-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681008221631598914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt;, salah satu sebab kenapa aku suka nombor 1 dan bulan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; december &lt;/span&gt;adalah sebab aku rasa tarikh ni macam agak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;irony&lt;/span&gt; sikit. kenapa? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt; nombor 1 adalah nombor pertama dalam senarai nombor di dunia dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt; adalah bulan terakhir dalam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gregorian calendar. so,&lt;/span&gt; bila kedua-duanya digabungkan sekali, ia jadi sangat bertentangan dan unik. tapi ni menurut pendapat akulah :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;hahahaha padahal sebab tarikh ni tarikh birthday aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku juga suka nombor 1 sebab nombor 1 ni macam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;superior, it's like everybody wants number one.&lt;/span&gt; nombor 1 menunjukkan juara, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;champion&lt;/span&gt;, pemenang etc. secara psikologinya. dan semua orang hendakkan atau berebutkan untuk dapat tempat pertama, tak kira tua atau muda. kalau budak sekolah mesti berlumba-lumba nak dapat nombor 1 dalam kelas/ tingkatan dan bagi orang dewasa, bersaing untuk dapatkan nombor 1 dalam segalanya terutama kerjaya. nak jadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;top of the top&lt;/span&gt;. macam yang aku katakan tadi, nombor satu adalah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; superior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqjcidWxbg0/Ttb-rRt6FpI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Ny17ZAU3HsA/s1600/1683379-young-business-people-forming-december-word-over-white--business-calendar-concept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqjcidWxbg0/Ttb-rRt6FpI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Ny17ZAU3HsA/s320/1683379-young-business-people-forming-december-word-over-white--business-calendar-concept.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681007999418242706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;december &lt;/span&gt;pula banyak menghimpunkan perkara2 dan benda2 penting yang agak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;personal &lt;/span&gt;bagi aku. samada ia berkaitan dengan diri aku, keluarga mahupun kawan2. dulu-dulu masa sekolah rendah, aku suka dengan bulan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt; atau bulan 12 sebab waktu ni adalah cuti sekolah. dan pengertian december aku pada waktu tu adalah semata-mata cuti atau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holidays which means&lt;/span&gt; balik kampung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;! tapi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as time flies&lt;/span&gt;, semua tu dah tak sama lagi. bulan 12 terasa semakin singkat dan kadang2 tak rasa langsung dah sampai hujung tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak berapa suka sangat januari sebab aku rasa januari ni macam hari isnin; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;monday blues &lt;/span&gt;katakan. mungkin sebab januari adalah permulaan untuk tahun baru dalam kalendar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gregory&lt;/span&gt; yang mana semuanya akan bermula semula. semuanya akan dimulakan dengan baru dan aku kurang gemar sikit terutamanya dengan benda2 permulaan macam ni :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, whatever it is, today is my special day! i'm growing older day by day and hopefully mature too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may ALLAH grants all my wishes and bless me with his never ending rahmah and success and happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy birthday to me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auo5PYJVGKc/TtcAtt2hCtI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/r7jyV9UGSok/s1600/Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auo5PYJVGKc/TtcAtt2hCtI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/r7jyV9UGSok/s320/Birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681010240353536722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;p/s: yess, i'm 24 years old :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-7767359237349426659?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7767359237349426659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7767359237349426659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7767359237349426659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7767359237349426659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/12/of-december-and-number-one.html' title='of december and number one'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BUc73S-w6Y/Ttb-4Nhs0UI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Is-8KCRptbg/s72-c/113-224-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-8189137644146764153</id><published>2011-11-30T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T11:52:25.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perihal cuti</title><content type='html'>aku selalu teringin nak pergi berjalan-jalan dekat tempat orang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(baca:  melancong)&lt;/span&gt;, sejak dari zaman sekolah rendah lagi. masa aku kecik- kecik dulu selalu berangan nak belajar kat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oversea&lt;/span&gt; sebaba nak rasa pengalaman main salji dan buat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snowman&lt;/span&gt; macam yang selalu tengok dalam tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan bila dah besar dan semakin menginjak dewasa, aku masih lagi belum ada peluang nak pergi ke tempat orang. kecewa jugak sebab angan2 masa kecik dulu tak jadi kenyataan, tapi rasa bersyukur juga walaupun tak  dapat belajar di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oversea&lt;/span&gt; pun, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; aku dapat rasa hidup berjauhan dari keluarga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan bagi aku, peluang dan pengalaman timba ilmu di negeri orang selain dari kedah dan terengganu, adalah sangat berharga. sebab aku belajar banyak sangat benda2 yang&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; indirectly &lt;/span&gt;dapat matangkan aku. BANYAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pa dan ma tak suka sangat berjalan, maksud aku melancong ke tempat orang. sebab bagi diorang berjalan macam tu lebih banyak membazir dari bagi kebaikan, sebab macam2 yang diorang kena fikir-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accomodation&lt;/span&gt;, makan minum, belanja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;transport&lt;/span&gt; pergi balik etc. kitorang ikut aje,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so the burden is not on us&lt;/span&gt; :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atas sebab tu kot kitorang adik beradik jarang dapat berjalan-jalan walaupun kat malaysia ni sendiri. dan nasib baiklah kampung aku dekat terengganu, kalau tak lagilah tak pergi mana-mana. terperap &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;je &lt;/span&gt;dekat utara ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pa paling tak suka pergi sesuatu tempat kalau dia tak fasih atau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;familiar &lt;/span&gt;dengan jalan-jalan kat situ. sebab dia tak suka sesat. pernah satu kali tu pergi johor untuk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt; pa, kitorang tersesat jalan dan kena buat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u-turn&lt;/span&gt; yang aku rasa paling panjang aku pernah tengok. habis semua kena marah teruk hari tu, dan buatkan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt; semua orang jadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;, pa kan macam emo sikit dulu2, bak kata coy. tak gitu coy? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitorang adik beradik banyak berjalan dengan kawan2 untuk pergi kemana-mana, maksud aku tempat selain dari utara dan timur. kalau nak pergi selatan macam melaka, johor, negeri sembilan semua tu, bertuahlah sangat kalau dapat jalan2 dengan keluarga. memang jarang sangat kecuali kalau ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;event&lt;/span&gt; keluarga atau hal2 yang berkaitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu sebab lagi, pa sangat sibuk. SANGAT. dan tuntutan waktu kerja dia yang berbeza dengan ma buatkan peluang atau hari untuk kitorang dapat berjalan-jalan satu keluarga adalah sangat jarang. kalau pa cuti, ma kerja; kalau ma cuti, pa kerja. tapi sejak akhir-akhir ni, sejak kitorang dah agak dewasa sikit, hal ni jadi makin fleksibel. pa jadi lebih kurang mudah nak ambil cuti. pa bukan jenis orang yang suka ambik kesempatan atas amanah yang orang berikan pada dia, sebab tu dia sangat susah nak ambil cuti kalau tiada hal2 penting. dia rasa keperluan untuk kerja perlu setimpal dengan nilai gaji yang dia dapat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which definitely makes us have no say in this matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;, aktiviti kitorang adik beradik masa cuti sekolah adalah duduk di rumah dan buat apa2 saja yang kami suka- bergaduh, buat bising, pergi jalan2 kat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shopping complex&lt;/span&gt;, makan sampai kembung perut, tido sampai puas, tengok tv sampai lebam etc. sebab tu bila buka aje cuti sekolah, automatik berat badan akan naik :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun kitorang jarang dapat peluang berjalan-jalan cuti- cuti malaysia, kitorang tetap &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy  &lt;/span&gt;dan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUKA&lt;/span&gt; berada di rumah. sebab kat rumah ni ada segalanya dan aku rasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rumahku syurgaku :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiBAy_UhObc/TtZOY30IVRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hwaWpZ_DEtI/s1600/ADB_8804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiBAy_UhObc/TtZOY30IVRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hwaWpZ_DEtI/s320/ADB_8804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680814169180886290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Arab St. , Singapore 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: gambar kat atas ni masa pergi singapore last november 2011, menghadiri wedding saudara sesama islam. well, macam yang aku tulis kat atas ni, pergi dengan sepupu dan ayah sedara aje :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7423670182166400753-8189137644146764153?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8189137644146764153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8189137644146764153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8189137644146764153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8189137644146764153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/11/cuti.html' title='perihal cuti'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiBAy_UhObc/TtZOY30IVRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hwaWpZ_DEtI/s72-c/ADB_8804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-4446923081831392688</id><published>2011-10-24T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:23:16.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>risiko janji</title><content type='html'>jika kerbau dipegang pada talinya, manusia pula dipegang pada janjinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan janji2 manusia selalunya tidak dapat dipegang sangat, nanti terkecewa jadinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku juga sedang kecewa sekarang, kecewa sebab terlalu berpegang pada janji2 manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu realiti itu, sebab aku dah banyak kali 'terkena'. tapi kali ini, entah kenapa aku masih lagi degil untuk ambil risiko itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan seperti dijangka, aku kecewa lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perasaan hati yang kecewa itu, hanya orang yang melaluinya saja dapat rasa. ia bukan buat kita sedih atau rasa nak menangis, tapi lebih kepada perasaan putus asa atau geram atau malas nak ambil kisah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, kenapa ya, walaupun sekian kalinya terkecewa, masih ada lagi yang sanggup ambil risiko itu? aku tak terkecuali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4446923081831392688?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4446923081831392688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=4446923081831392688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4446923081831392688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4446923081831392688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/10/risiko-janji.html' title='risiko janji'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-4873573423725146864</id><published>2011-10-24T01:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T01:55:09.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lone ranger. no?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gn7m54EPhJ4/TqRTVLOAchI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FxwY8V7UCgA/s1600/tumblr_llfxnuinRG1qck1zio1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gn7m54EPhJ4/TqRTVLOAchI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FxwY8V7UCgA/s320/tumblr_llfxnuinRG1qck1zio1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666745854392824338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="body"&gt;For in the end, freedom is a personal and lonely  battle; and one faces down fears of today so that those of tomorrow  might be engaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess human are destined to be alone, to some extent. coz sometimes it's difficult for us to really understand others or even let them understand us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mingling or socializing with people can be very hard at times, simply because human are different in their own way. the way we behave or our natural conduct varies and that variation may not bring happiness or contentment to all.&lt;br /&gt;there would be those who are hurt at the end of the day, just because we unintendedly said the wrong things or might do something they didn't like etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the easy way out is to be lone ranger, and the world will only revolves around me, myself and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i said before, we can only depend on our own self, to console our broken heart or even to manage our emotion. nobody will never know how we feel inside; coz what we show may not be true after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starts to love ur own self today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do feel alone in this world, at the moment, but i know Allah is right besides me every now and then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4873573423725146864?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4873573423725146864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=4873573423725146864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4873573423725146864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4873573423725146864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/10/lone-ranger-no.html' title='lone ranger. no?'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gn7m54EPhJ4/TqRTVLOAchI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FxwY8V7UCgA/s72-c/tumblr_llfxnuinRG1qck1zio1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1370875897380650508</id><published>2011-10-20T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T23:28:02.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the complicated me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVhS2zY2648/TqA9b_oHuxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5s9pO-ff7pU/s1600/76624_1240356544866_1707889150_439734_852363_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVhS2zY2648/TqA9b_oHuxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5s9pO-ff7pU/s320/76624_1240356544866_1707889150_439734_852363_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665595882377558802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smile though your heart is aching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always had this kind of love-hate relationship with myself, i don't know why; but once in a bluemoon, it'll come and 'attack' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it, i hate it very much, coz when i'm in that condition, i can be the most annoying person u've ever met and u won't like me instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also had this kind of emotionalisnale&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as my cousin named it) &lt;/span&gt;which i afraid is within me ever since i wasn't born yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it, i hate it very much. i don't know what to do and the least i can do is to console and motivate myself with positive thoughts found in the internet&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(see, i can't even find words on my own!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“We don’t see the things the way they are. We see things the way WE are.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.”&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/7423670182166400753-1370875897380650508?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1370875897380650508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1370875897380650508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1370875897380650508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1370875897380650508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/10/complicated-me.html' title='the complicated me'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVhS2zY2648/TqA9b_oHuxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5s9pO-ff7pU/s72-c/76624_1240356544866_1707889150_439734_852363_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6210079147179315633</id><published>2011-10-20T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T19:05:38.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bila kenangan itu menjelma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aku berhenti berharap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dan menunggu datang gelap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayup-sayup lagu dendangan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sheila on 7&lt;/span&gt; kedengaran dari corong radio petang itu.&lt;br /&gt;"ah, tepat sekali kena atas batang hidung aku sendiri"&lt;br /&gt;bosan berada di rumah sejak pagi memaksaku sedikit rajin dan baik hati menemankan kakak mengambil adik pulang dari kelas tuisyen di bandar. masuk saja ke dalam kereta, tangan ligat menekan siaran radio kegemaran, seperti rutin sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lirik lagu itu mampu buat aku tersenyum tanpa kata, kerana ia memang sangat 'kena' dengan situasi aku sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;"aduh, bilalah keputusan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posting&lt;/span&gt; nak keluar ni? aku dah bosan tunggu"&lt;br /&gt;keluhan itu hanya tersekat di anak tekak sahaja, tidak terkeluar dari mulut, bukan apa, aku jadi malas untuk menjawab pertanyaan orang-orang di sekeliling yang aku kira asyik kedengaran sejak mula habis belajar lagi.&lt;br /&gt;aku sendiri pun sangat mengharapkan waktu itu tiba, jadi tolonglah faham, bila soalan yang sama diulang tanya, ia mendera hatiku :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan tidak dicuba telefon dan berhubung dengan rakan-rakan berbincangkan perihal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posting&lt;/span&gt; yang tak kunjung tiba lagi, malah beribu-ribu kali dan topik yang sama akan jadi kegemaran semua orang. semua pakat hendak jadi ahli nujum meneka tarikh yang sebenar kami akan di&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posting&lt;/span&gt;kan. namu, setakat ini, semuanya hampa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubungan dengan rakan-rakan menjadi erat kembali walaupun hanya berhubung lewat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. mungkin ada hikmahnya Allah 'melewatkan' tarikh penempatan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;batch&lt;/span&gt; kami; supaya dapat membina dan merapatkan kembali jurang persahabatan yang dulu pernah goyah hanya kerana semua 73 kami berlainan cara pemikiran dan perangai. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin tak berapa matang pun ada juga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila tiba saat ini, kami kembali punya rasa yang sama dan semua orang saling sokong menyokong dan tolong menolong apa yang patut. aku bangga punya teman seperti mereka, walau secara lahirnya kami sudah tiada apa-apa ikatan, maksud aku semuanya sudah habis belajar dan usai graduasi, secara &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;automatis&lt;/span&gt;nya semua akan sibuk dengan urusan hidup masing-masing, namu masih punya masa dan tempat buat teman-teman seperjuangan.&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya aku bangga menjadi sebahagian dari mereka dan memori indah itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terbayang di minda bagaimana gigihnya mereka berjuang supaya elaun pelajar dimasukkan pada masanya, dan seringkali kami berjaya, walaupun terpaksa merasa apa itu erti ikat perut dan berjimat-cermat dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana kami bekerjasama menyiapkan barang-barang dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;props&lt;/span&gt; semasa ditugakan untuk mengadakan bengkel di sekolah-sekolah, oh betapa indahnya dan eratnya kami saat itu.&lt;br /&gt;dan aku bersyukur, walau apapun yang pernah berlaku di antara kami beramai-ramai, itu pasti akan menjadi kenangan terindah semua orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sangat pasti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu lintas petang itu agak sibuk, sebab hujan barangkali.&lt;br /&gt;pergerakan kereta jadi lambat seperti kura-kura tetapi tidaklah sampai tahap berhenti lama.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuh, nasib baik, kalau tak masaklah dalam kereta ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6210079147179315633?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6210079147179315633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6210079147179315633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6210079147179315633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6210079147179315633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/10/bila-kenangan-itu-menjelma.html' title='bila kenangan itu menjelma'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-5231259991526147808</id><published>2011-10-19T16:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T18:26:55.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that little yet meaningful conversation</title><content type='html'>i've had this little conversation with my father on the way back from terengganu last week. i don't really remember the main point which lead to this eye-opening conversation, but it was something true and new and i guess i'll hold on to it like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, he was suggesting to me that it's better if i can further my studies since according to him, there were huge opportunity awaited me in the future. as i'm taking english, so the chances are higher for me to venture into something different from what i've been learning all this while. i agreed to his suggestion and loved it to bits since i myself have that kind of plan for my future too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i answered him, "well, we'll see if luck is on my side, then sooner or later i'll get the chance"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "tengoklah kalau ada rezeki, adalah peluang tu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that, father quickly corrected me not to use the word "if and only if " or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalau ada rezeki&lt;/span&gt;" coz he said that Allah is kind and generous enough for He gave us everything we wanted and asked for regardless of our races or religion, be it Muslim, Christian, Buddhist, Jewish etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave blessings, sustenance(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rezeki&lt;/span&gt;), safety, health, wealth, good food, oxygen whatnot to everyone in the whole universe though the person is not a Muslim. that is why Allah is the Most Generous and the Most Merciful; for He  showered us with endless and priceless pleasure and enjoyment and  blessings etc in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rezeki &lt;/span&gt;(sustenance) is  everywhere on earth, everyone is entitled to it, so it's up to us how  we are going to get it; like father said "of course with efforts and hard work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, no  things are easy and free, there'll always a price to pay, be it with  money, energy, time or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this while i had this wrong concept in mind and i sorta like to say "if and only if luck was on my side" or even "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalau ada rezeki&lt;/span&gt;" or even "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalaulah&lt;/span&gt;". so lesson learned, i'll never ever said that again coz the thing is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rezeki&lt;/span&gt; or sustenance or luck were there anytime anywhere for us, what we need is little effort to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this little conversation had really opened my eyes and i got to learn that sometimes, things are not always they appear to be, but rather its our opinion or mind which mould it to be the way they are. always learn to read between the lines and it's hidden meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that was it. till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rezeki itu ada dimana-mana, carilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCtek_LOYTY/Tp6io61VyyI/AAAAAAAAAYM/F6Pz35smUDc/s1600/syukur-allah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCtek_LOYTY/Tp6io61VyyI/AAAAAAAAAYM/F6Pz35smUDc/s320/syukur-allah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665144205150112546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-5231259991526147808?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/5231259991526147808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=5231259991526147808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/5231259991526147808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/5231259991526147808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-yet-meaningful-conversation.html' title='that little yet meaningful conversation'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCtek_LOYTY/Tp6io61VyyI/AAAAAAAAAYM/F6Pz35smUDc/s72-c/syukur-allah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3636768539120748192</id><published>2011-10-18T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T02:13:04.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's still hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can take everything I have&lt;br /&gt;You can break everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm made of glass&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm made of paper&lt;br /&gt;Go on and try to tear me down&lt;br /&gt;I will be rising from the ground&lt;br /&gt;Like a skyscraper&lt;br /&gt;Like a skyscraper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always thought that there will be the time when we only have to depend on our own, not even family, relatives or close friends can help us. and i guess i was right after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm jobless but that doesn't mean i'm hopeless, i still believe in miracle. it do happens :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46u-u3aNjxs/Tpxv9l17u1I/AAAAAAAAAX0/Nu859dZ-Flg/s1600/Danbo_Four_Leaf_Clover_by_pg_images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46u-u3aNjxs/Tpxv9l17u1I/AAAAAAAAAX0/Nu859dZ-Flg/s320/Danbo_Four_Leaf_Clover_by_pg_images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664525535246269266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/7423670182166400753-3636768539120748192?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3636768539120748192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3636768539120748192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3636768539120748192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3636768539120748192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/10/theres-still-hope.html' title='there&apos;s still hope'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46u-u3aNjxs/Tpxv9l17u1I/AAAAAAAAAX0/Nu859dZ-Flg/s72-c/Danbo_Four_Leaf_Clover_by_pg_images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-740307850182380687</id><published>2011-10-18T00:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:10:27.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy and sad moments are part of life, accept it!</title><content type='html'>i guess the tittle has said it all, happy and sad moments are definitely part of life, and we have to accept it for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, many things happened lately. some are meant to be shared with others but some are not, maybe it's a bit personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the fact that i'm lazy and that's the sole reason why i seldom updated this blog. i used to think  of closed it down but not for the moment, maybe in the near future :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah i'm officially a graduate and had my convo last 5th october. it was a great feeling indeed, its a mixed of feelings i should say- proud, nervous, happy, joy, sad, that  walking-down-the-memory-lane kind of feeling but gay would be the best to top it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember the moment walking towards the pro cancellor and received the scroll from her. oh my, a great feeling indeed! this is it, this is the moment that i've been waiting and longed for so long :D i know its lame but who cares, its my blog anyway :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am a happy girl at that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYbBUb0LrCA/TpxaoMIUCGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/1SUCl2OZ904/s1600/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYbBUb0LrCA/TpxaoMIUCGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/1SUCl2OZ904/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664502077822601314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, the happy moment didn't last that long i guess after i received another news. a shocking one, my grandmother was very ill and refused to eat any kind of food, she only accepted water which makes her tiny body to grow tinier and her condition was really really really sad. pictures sent by my cousin shocked us to bits and that's why all of a sudden, my parents made a quick decision they've ever made(i guess so) and off we(father, mother and i) went back to terengganu that tuesday midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah all praises are due to Allah for He made our journey easy and safe. that 5 hours of journey was the longest in my life due to the fact that everyone in the car kept on thinking and praying everything will be just fine. it seemed like we are the only car on the road that night together with trailers and lorries which made it a bit dangerous to speed, but above all we arrived safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at tok's real condition and situation made me wept, afraid that we might lose her. but Allah definitely has His own plan and who am i to question? i got to take care of her for two consecutive days and deep down, i felt relieved and satisfied since i'm able to be beside her towards the end of her life. so to speak, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tok&lt;/span&gt; left us on thursday night in between mahgrib and isya' and may her soul rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about her, my grandmother whom we called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'tok'&lt;/span&gt; is the kindest and best person in the whole wide world. i've never saw her mad and she's been a very very very very good wife, mother, grandmother, sibling and friends to those who've known to her. you will never wanted to talk something bad about her, coz it will make you feel guilty afterwards. and i'm truly blessed having the chance to have her as my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tok&lt;/span&gt; and to know her great personality :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tok, Na doakan supaya ALLAH ampunkan dosa2 tok yang lalu, semoga roh tok ditempatkan di kalangan hamba2 ALLAH yang beriman dan soleh. tidur dan rehatlah sepuas-puasnya tok dan bergembiralah di sana. we'll always remember you :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone shall taste death. And only on the Day of Resurrection shall  you be paid your wages in full. And whoever is removed away from the  Fire and admitted to Paradise, he indeed is successful. The life of this  world is only the enjoyment of deception (a deceiving thing).&lt;br /&gt;[Ali I'mran; 185]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to Allah we belong and to Him we shall return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i guess that's all for this time being. till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-740307850182380687?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/740307850182380687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=740307850182380687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/740307850182380687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/740307850182380687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-and-sad-moments-are-part-of-life.html' title='happy and sad moments are part of life, accept it!'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYbBUb0LrCA/TpxaoMIUCGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/1SUCl2OZ904/s72-c/IMG_1076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-359531647514645002</id><published>2011-09-20T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:05:11.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random rantings</title><content type='html'>macam-macam benda yang ada dalam kepala aku, tapi at last, hanya mampu merenung monitor laptop dan keypad saja. tak terkeluar apa yang ada dalam fikiran &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*aku selalu rasa fikiran aku lebih cepat dari mulut da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n tangan :( *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya, aku tengah counting days untuk ambil jubah dan convo day di um, tapi mugkin lebih look forward untuk convo tu sendiri. setelah 6 tahun menelan air liur melihat orang lain menggengam skrol, akhirnya tiba giliran aku pula. dan ini sebenarnya adalah satu peluang yang baik untuk jumpa balik dengan kawan-kawan yang dah agak berbulan-bulan tak bersua muka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;status terbaru, aku masih lagi counting days untuk posting. alahai lambatnya nak boleh posting, aku dah puas mengira rintik hujan, habis buku-buku dan novel cintan cintun lunyai dikerjakan (ok, ini exaggerated saja), tapi khabar posting tak kunjung tiba lagi. dengar khabarnya kawan-kawan KPLI dah tahu tarikh untuk posting cuma status tempat sahaja masih lagi misteri. tapi takpe, at least half of the job is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawan-kawan satu batch dengan aku masih lagi berteka-teki dan masing-masing nak jadi ahli nujum meneka bilakah tarikh keramat dan tempat misteri yang bakal menerima kami,  guru-guru baru yang dididik dengan ilmu pendidikan 6 tahun lamanya. ibarat gunung berapi yang sudah tidak sabar-sabar mahu memuntahkan laharnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir-akhir ni aku rasa aku ni seorang yang amat pemikir. macam-macam benda yang aku fikirkan, baik kecil mahupun besar. dan semua tu cukup untuk buat kepala aku berserabut. dan bila kepalaku berserabut, ia akan mendorong aku untuk jadi emosional. faham-faham sajalah bila emosi mengepalai jiwa seseorang tu, pastilah fikiran dan kata-kata menjadi tak seiring. dan hati tu senang sangat nak jadi pendendam dan pemarah. aduhai aduhai :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila difikir-fikir balik, dimana letaknya nilai kematangan seorang aku ini bila tahap emosi pun sudah tidak terkawal. mungkin sebab tu kot kalau aku marah atau kecil hati, aku lebih selesa untuk jadi senyap, supaya aku dapat rasionalkan pemikiran aku supaya selari dengan kata-kata, dan benda ni dapat elakkan aku dari berkata sesuatu yang boleh buat orang lain terasa atau sakit. 5 minit atau 10 minit kemudian aku akan ok dan kembali seperti biasa. itulah aku, pelik tapi benar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22eNchNbrvY/TniPF62m9TI/AAAAAAAAAXU/w4MMVw1uvm0/s1600/danbo14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22eNchNbrvY/TniPF62m9TI/AAAAAAAAAXU/w4MMVw1uvm0/s320/danbo14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654426664024077618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;menunggu dan terus menunggu, kesabaran yang indah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7423670182166400753-359531647514645002?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/359531647514645002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=359531647514645002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/359531647514645002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/359531647514645002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-rantings.html' title='random rantings'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22eNchNbrvY/TniPF62m9TI/AAAAAAAAAXU/w4MMVw1uvm0/s72-c/danbo14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-4239701780388669049</id><published>2011-09-12T15:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:53:45.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bila rasa gembira hentak kaki :D</title><content type='html'>mode: excited :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 6 years of hard work, tears and never-ending challenges, at last i had officially ended my study around mid may this year. and what excites me the most is the grad day! can't wait for that meaningful moment in my life- imagine i have been 'pictured' the day since i entered my first year of degree. hahaha, am so naive at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the g-day will be in october, october the fifth to be exact. and i'm a happy girl at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, amidst all the graduation thingy excitement, i'm still patiently waiting for my placement in schools. hopefully, it will end so soon. cannot bear the boredom anymore, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanna be a working people y'know&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;killing time is my latest job for now, so i guess &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM OFFICIALLY A REAL PROCRASTINATOR &lt;/span&gt;coz i'd do nothing except for old bored routine everyday. i'm not the type of person who likes to do same thing  everyday, i like to do something different, yet i don't have enough sources or enough partners in crime to join me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, a jobless person [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;owh how i hate this :(&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4239701780388669049?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4239701780388669049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=4239701780388669049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4239701780388669049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4239701780388669049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-being-excited-d.html' title='bila rasa gembira hentak kaki :D'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2526547155487339266</id><published>2011-08-17T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T01:09:36.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malam seribu bulan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dengan Nama Allah Yang Maha Pengasih Lagi Maha Penyayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya kami Telah menurunkannya (Al Quran) pada malam Lailatul-qadr.&lt;br /&gt;Dan tahukah kamu apakah malam kemuliaan itu?&lt;br /&gt;Malam kemuliaan itu lebih baik dari seribu bulan.&lt;br /&gt;Pada malam itu turun para malaikat dan malaikat Jibril dengan izin Tuhannya untuk mengatur segala urusan.&lt;br /&gt;Sejahteralah (malam itu) sampai terbit fajar.&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/7423670182166400753-2526547155487339266?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2526547155487339266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2526547155487339266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2526547155487339266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2526547155487339266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/08/malam-seribu-bulan.html' title='malam seribu bulan'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6219694291029467555</id><published>2011-08-11T17:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T17:49:10.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of blessings and being thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCJlGCnVdmA/TkOlGRxvhuI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_TPigda1Dis/s1600/tumblr_l2842scf541qzgqr6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCJlGCnVdmA/TkOlGRxvhuI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_TPigda1Dis/s320/tumblr_l2842scf541qzgqr6o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639532685667829474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have we ever count how much blessings ALLAH have given to us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's countless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nikmat hidup&lt;br /&gt;nikmat Islam&lt;br /&gt;nikmat iman&lt;br /&gt;nikmat sempurna pancaindera-mata, hidung, mulut, telinga, kaki, tangan, badan&lt;br /&gt;nikmat kesihatan&lt;br /&gt;nikmat rezeki yang melimpah ruah&lt;br /&gt;nikmat kesenangan masa dan hidup&lt;br /&gt;nikmat sebagai perempuan&lt;br /&gt;nikmat sebagai lelaki&lt;br /&gt;nikmat akal&lt;br /&gt;nikmat ilmu&lt;br /&gt;nikmat lahir di Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;nikmat jadi anak kepada ibu bapa kita&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the list goes on &lt;/span&gt;(tak tertulis segala nikmat di sini)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;, apa yang kita boleh buat?&lt;br /&gt;sebab kita tak akan mampu untuk membalasnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tepuk dada, tanya iman&lt;br /&gt;tepuk dada, tanya ilmu&lt;br /&gt;tepuk dada, tanya diri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allah Maha Besar dan segala puji bagi Allah dengan banyaknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maha suci  Allah sepanjang pagi dan petang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku hadapkan wajahku bagi Tuhan yang  mencipta langit dan bumi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dengan suasana lurus dan berserah diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dan aku  bukan dari golongan orang musyrik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sesungguhnya solatku, Ibadatku,  hidupku, matiku adalah untuk Allah Tuhan sekelian alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tidak ada sekutu  bagiNya dan kepadaku diperintahkan untuk tidak menyekutukan bagiNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dan  aku dari golongan orang Islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THANK YOU, ALLAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for everything.&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/7423670182166400753-6219694291029467555?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6219694291029467555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6219694291029467555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6219694291029467555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6219694291029467555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-blessings-and-being-thankful.html' title='of blessings and being thankful'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCJlGCnVdmA/TkOlGRxvhuI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_TPigda1Dis/s72-c/tumblr_l2842scf541qzgqr6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2764816614940904912</id><published>2011-08-09T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:38:42.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh so random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebpkp7fIZ3k/TkFULe2ccBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NZmDKpzRJzY/s1600/danbo011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebpkp7fIZ3k/TkFULe2ccBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NZmDKpzRJzY/s320/danbo011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638880764681285650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dulu-dulu pernah ada impian itu.&lt;br /&gt;tapi sekarang sudah hilang entah kemana semangatnya; yang satu saat itu amat membara.&lt;br /&gt;perubahan masa, mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;persekitaran juga. semuanya berkait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan disalahkan benda lain bila diri sendiri yang tidak mahu mengubahnya&lt;br /&gt;lantas, diberinya alasan tidak mampu melaksanakannya&lt;br /&gt;itu semua omong kosong para pendusta&lt;br /&gt;kata-kata lapuk yang sudah acap kali jadi halwa telinga kecil itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sungguh dia mahu impian itu bernyala semula&lt;br /&gt;tapi, bagaimana?&lt;br /&gt;adakah perlu ditunggu sahaja saat detik emas itu kembali?&lt;br /&gt;atau adakah perlu dicari di sekitarnya?&lt;br /&gt;buntu. mencengkam perasaan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: ini bukan mengenai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heart broken&lt;/span&gt; kata omputih. ini adalah saja-saja nak cuba &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try test&lt;/span&gt; bakat terpendam (ada ke? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekali lagi, entri ni adalah hasil rendaman beberapa bulan sebelum ramadhan menjelma. masa itu, aku yang jobless &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(buat masa ni)&lt;/span&gt; konon-konon berfikir-fikir nak tulis buku dan jadi penulis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(dah tak ingat gamak nak jadi cikgu tu)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi harapan tinggal impian, aku ketandusan idea sekerat jalan masa  tu. dan tadi, tiba-tiba dapat ilham baharu, sebab tu ada entri ni :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alaaaaa...puisi tahapaapaentah, tu pun nak bangga ke? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2764816614940904912?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2764816614940904912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2764816614940904912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2764816614940904912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2764816614940904912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-so-random-1.html' title='oh so random'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebpkp7fIZ3k/TkFULe2ccBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NZmDKpzRJzY/s72-c/danbo011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-4568210268512567961</id><published>2011-08-09T08:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T09:48:24.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N.A.T.O</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever heard of the acronym NATO? i bet most of us have aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, NATO; so to speak is the abbreviation from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;North Atlantic Treaty Organisation, &lt;/span&gt;an intergovernmental military alliance which constitute a system of collective defence. from what i understand, several countries in the world are making an alliance called NATO which requires all members to back up and defense each other to response in any attack by any external party (other than the alliance members). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks mr google and wikipedia :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i'm not going to write about NATO, UN, UNESCO anything about that yada yada yada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, using the same acronym- NATO, it definitely means something different to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back then when i was still in college doing my foundation studies, one of my lecturer used to nag us about the habit of speaking up unnecessarily at the wrong time. all of us, including me, we had this kind of attitude where when it comes to studies or any academic related stuff, we didn't dare to speak up our mind boldly, but we like it best to talk about anything we wanted when we actually didn't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, during exam or simply when the lecturer was in front of the class. we would talk and talk and talk like there's no tomorrow until they had to stop us. and she used to say this one statement sound sorta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" you guys really like to talk don't you. you guys are like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;NATO, No Action Talk Only" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite harsh and sarcastic, but i knew her intention was good. she just wanted us to prioritize and focus on what we had to do(at that time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using the same concept of NATO, later i realized that it was true in every way. people won't respect us if we only talk without taking any actions towards accomplishing it. its like we don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walk the talk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see, it's hard to gain people's attention until we prove them that we really mean what we say, the same goes to respect; it's simple- you didn't respect me, then i won't respect you. that's what the idiom &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no pain, no gain&lt;/span&gt; literally mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little did we know that the more we talk, the greater the chances are for us to indirectly exhibit our weaknesses to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of the book i read before, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mencari makna hidup by parlidungan marpaung,&lt;/span&gt; it's in malay by the way, however i won't translate it to english to retain the original meaning. besides, if i were to translate, chances are i might alter the whole meaning of it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sama ada baik ataupun buruk, p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kapan anda adalah iklan diri anda. setiap kali anda berkata-kata, anda membiarkan orang lain menilai anda. tutup mulut anda dan orang lain tidak tahu betapa ceteknya pengetahuan anda. buka mulut anda, kecetekan pengetahuan anda tidak diragui lagi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;so, i guess this quote above have speak to itself. don't simply let others know our weaknesses or how limited our knowlegde are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by talking unncessarily at the wrong time. keep our mouth shut and speak only when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D04ZdcqeiMY/TkCN9_6ReLI/AAAAAAAAAWo/DA0NUSfzWvk/s1600/tumblr_kyt9hxXiXt1qa6w0to1_400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D04ZdcqeiMY/TkCN9_6ReLI/AAAAAAAAAWo/DA0NUSfzWvk/s320/tumblr_kyt9hxXiXt1qa6w0to1_400.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638662829735246002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Collective_defence" title="Collective defence" class="mw-redirect"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_Atlantic_Treaty" title="North Atlantic Treaty"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4568210268512567961?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4568210268512567961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=4568210268512567961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4568210268512567961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4568210268512567961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/08/nato.html' title='N.A.T.O'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D04ZdcqeiMY/TkCN9_6ReLI/AAAAAAAAAWo/DA0NUSfzWvk/s72-c/tumblr_kyt9hxXiXt1qa6w0to1_400.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6583207455093386741</id><published>2011-08-08T16:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T16:30:19.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UvbZ2wnFRJA/Tj-bpMSP2iI/AAAAAAAAAWY/TgCEPNxNykE/s1600/danboard05_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UvbZ2wnFRJA/Tj-bpMSP2iI/AAAAAAAAAWY/TgCEPNxNykE/s320/danboard05_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638396390465853986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 8th of Ramadhan. we have been fasting for 8 days until now. time do fly very fast nowadays, aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's an urgency to CHANGE so that this holy month will not be wasted just like the yesteryears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously want to reap something at the end of this month so i'd do better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="hyg"&gt;O ye who believe!                Fear Allah as He should be feared, and die not except in a state                of Islam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Al-Im'ran: 102)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;faster, time is running out!&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/7423670182166400753-6583207455093386741?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6583207455093386741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6583207455093386741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6583207455093386741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6583207455093386741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/08/holy-month.html' title='holy month'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UvbZ2wnFRJA/Tj-bpMSP2iI/AAAAAAAAAWY/TgCEPNxNykE/s72-c/danboard05_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-5076249683093089261</id><published>2011-08-05T09:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:27:13.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.A.H.U.R</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRbW7jNe4XI/TjtG4B6_sUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/K39s_TEs0T4/s1600/DANBO_DAWN_by_psyFisch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRbW7jNe4XI/TjtG4B6_sUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/K39s_TEs0T4/s320/DANBO_DAWN_by_psyFisch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637177286986805570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sahur, dengan mata yang terbuka sebelah.&lt;br /&gt;tangan mencapai pinggan lauk, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alamak tersilap pegang pinggan emak la pulak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emak menjeling sambil berkata "Makan betul-betul, sekejap je sahur ni, lepas ni nak tidur balik pun tidur la. Tapi pastikan solat dulu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia suap nasi ke dalam mulut. perlahan-lahan, sebab sisa mengantuk ada lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sedap juga lauk ni,&lt;/span&gt; mata sebelah lagi terbuka luas, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh! daging goreng rupanya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;makan sikit. cakap sikit. makan lagi. cakap lagi. dah habis makan.&lt;br /&gt;dia bawa pinggan ke sinki dan basuh. pinggan dia saja. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takpe, pinggan lain mak basuh pasni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu imsak dah berakhir. baru pukul 5.51 pagi. tengok tv dululah sementara tunggu azan subuh.&lt;br /&gt;tv3 - kalamullah.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm..macam best je rancangan orang mengaji quran ni. Layan lah"&lt;br /&gt;"Allahuakhbar Allahuakhbar" azan subuh berkumandang.&lt;br /&gt;dia melangkah ke bilik air dan berwudhuk. rancangannya nak solat subuh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pastu&lt;/span&gt; sambung tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perut dah kenyang, tidur pun best ni.&lt;br /&gt;lantas punggung menghenyak katil empuk itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ye lah, kan mak dah cakap tadi, nak tidur boleh tapi pastikan solat subuh dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dah solat, bolehlah sambung tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: tidak berkaitan dengan yang hidup mahupun yang mati. hanya imaginasi sahaja. semata-mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: trying hard not to sleep after sahur. nak sambung tidur juga tapi lewat-lewat sikit. sebab tu ada entri baru :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-5076249683093089261?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/5076249683093089261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=5076249683093089261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/5076249683093089261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/5076249683093089261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/08/sahur.html' title='S.A.H.U.R'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRbW7jNe4XI/TjtG4B6_sUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/K39s_TEs0T4/s72-c/DANBO_DAWN_by_psyFisch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6820513504344109300</id><published>2011-08-04T20:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:14:39.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perihal Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gy6ZyB1JChA/TjqjgE-gyvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/XXecjzX57Tc/s1600/thumbbig-52273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gy6ZyB1JChA/TjqjgE-gyvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/XXecjzX57Tc/s320/thumbbig-52273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636997655094676210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;air tebu . jus epal.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;murtabak. nasi lemak ayam berempah. ayam percik. donat. agar-agar santan.&lt;br /&gt;boleh tahan hasil 'tangkapan' hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allahuakhbar Allahuakhbar&lt;/span&gt;" kedengaran azan berkumandang.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, dah masuk waktu berbuka. Bismillah..."&lt;br /&gt;dia capai tangkai cawan di depannya dan meneguk minuman itu dengan rakus sekali. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam tak jumpa air dua hari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jag ditarik dekat. menambah air di dalam cawan yang semakin berkurangan.&lt;br /&gt;minum lagi. seteguk. dua teguk. sampai habis.&lt;br /&gt;perut semakin mengembung bahana air, kenyang yang sementara. kenyang dengan air, bak kata orang tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mata menjeling makanan-makanan yang banyak di depan mata.&lt;br /&gt;murtabak. nasi lemak ayam berempah. ayam percik. donat. agar-agar santan.&lt;br /&gt;semuanya sekadar dijeling dengan hujung mata sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;lambat-lambat dia ambil donat dan agar-agar santan. buat alas perut sebelum solat.&lt;br /&gt;"Lepas mahgrib nanti barulah makan betul-betul, rasa kenyang lagi perut ni. Nanti lama-lama, mesti rasa lapar balik"&lt;br /&gt;tudung saji dicapai seraya ditutup semua juadah berbuka.&lt;br /&gt;lampu dapur dimatikan dan kaki melangkah ke ruang tamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rehat lah kejap sementara nak tunggu solat. Biar air turun dalam perut dulu"&lt;br /&gt;lantas dia ambil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remote controller&lt;/span&gt; tv dan memilih-milih rancangan menarik. kebetulan di channel 123 ada rancangan kegemaran, apalagi, mata semakin melekat di tv.&lt;br /&gt;lapan setengah. sembilan. sembilan setengah.&lt;br /&gt;kedengaran bunyi muzik penghabisan cerita.&lt;br /&gt;sembilan empat puluh lima.&lt;br /&gt;"Eh! dah nak dekat pukul sepuluh rupanya. aku tak solat maghrib lagi ni!"&lt;br /&gt;cepat-cepat dia masuk ke dalam bilik air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas solat maghrib. dan isya'.&lt;br /&gt;"Mengantuk la pulak mata ni. esok je lah solat tarawikh"&lt;br /&gt;sejadah dilipat dan pintu bilik dibuka.&lt;br /&gt;Klik. lampu bilik dimatikan tanda penghuni sudah tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makanan berbuka tak disentuh langsung. tarawikh pun sekadar di bibir saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: lain kali, jangan berjanji kalau tak boleh tepati, biarpun pada diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: entri ini tidak ada kena mengena dengan yang hidup mahupun yang telah mati. hanya imaginasi sahaja. semata-mata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6820513504344109300?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6820513504344109300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6820513504344109300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6820513504344109300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6820513504344109300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/08/perihal-ramadhan.html' title='perihal Ramadhan'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gy6ZyB1JChA/TjqjgE-gyvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/XXecjzX57Tc/s72-c/thumbbig-52273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1446456915809648312</id><published>2011-08-01T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:54:11.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan menjelma lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ku mengharapkan Ramadhan&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini penuh makna&lt;br /&gt;Agar dapat kulalui&lt;br /&gt;Dengan sempurna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan menjelma lagi . syukur rasanya kerana aku masih dipanjangkan umur untuk menikmati bulan mulia ini. dan syukur juga kerana masih bernafas untuk terus di"paksa-rela" untuk berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harapnya Ramadhan tahun ini lebih baik dari tahun-tahun sebelumnya, yang memang sedia maklum tak berapa nak lengkap dan sempurna. insyaALLAH niat itu dah ada, cuma perlu kekuatan untuk lakukannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah Allah untuk semua nikmat dan rahmat yang Engkau berikan padaku dan keluargaku. sungguh tidak terbalas semuanya dengan kudrat aku yang tak seberapa ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan tahun ini agak "spesel" kerana aku berpuasa di rumah, di kelilingi oleh mereka-mereka yang sangat dekat rapat dihati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"spesel" juga kerana berpeluang untuk tolong mana yang patut (baca: parents) berbanding sebelum ni yang hanya boleh 'hai' dan 'bye' melalui phone calls sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"spesel" juga kerana berpeluang untuk mendalam islam dan ilmu agama dengan secukupnya untuk tampung bahagian yang dah lama "koyak rabak" dan "pecah". baru sekarang sempat untuk beli peralatan yang lengkap dan mahal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SALAM RAMADHAN BUAT SEMUA :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moga-moga beroleh keberkatan disebaliknya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1NXzPGHpIg/Tja9sKN_CxI/AAAAAAAAAVo/sZEws6DT9ek/s1600/ramadhan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1NXzPGHpIg/Tja9sKN_CxI/AAAAAAAAAVo/sZEws6DT9ek/s320/ramadhan7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635900550055660306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, salam and bye bye ^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-1446456915809648312?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1446456915809648312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1446456915809648312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1446456915809648312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1446456915809648312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadhan-menjelma-lagi.html' title='Ramadhan menjelma lagi'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1NXzPGHpIg/Tja9sKN_CxI/AAAAAAAAAVo/sZEws6DT9ek/s72-c/ramadhan7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3734770203550779963</id><published>2011-07-26T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:50:54.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wajah baru lagi</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku saje-saje tukar design and background picture untuk blog ni sebab macam dah agak bosan dengan layout yang lama tu. biasalah aku ni cepat sikit bosan kalau asyik tengok benda yang sama saja. so, dengan itu aku membuat keputusan untuk tukar. hopefully layout yang baru ni boleh bertahan lama skit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*biasanya lepas buat blogwalking , keinginan nak tukar design and layout blog semakin memuncak bila tengok blog orang lain cantik menarik tertarik *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru semalam wat entry change, hari ni dah tukar layout blog. bagus first step dah tu untuk berubah..hehe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ye lah sangat, setakat tukar benda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; alah ni, bile2 je leh wat, takyah tunggu datang seru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ke apa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...agak lama dah kot tak berkarya. taklah berbakat dan kreatif mana pun, boleh lah setakat nak puaskan hati sendiri. takpelah nanti nak start balik lah benda yang lama aku tinggalkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, till then&lt;br /&gt;jumpa lagi and salam :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YciAiL09FeE/Ti5_onnKV0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/z8hEcsRCab4/s1600/L.O.V.E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YciAiL09FeE/Ti5_onnKV0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/z8hEcsRCab4/s320/L.O.V.E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633580519691802434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: gambar ni tak berkaitan pun dengan entry, saje saje nak letak :P&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/7423670182166400753-3734770203550779963?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3734770203550779963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3734770203550779963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3734770203550779963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3734770203550779963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/07/wajah-baru-lagi.html' title='wajah baru lagi'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YciAiL09FeE/Ti5_onnKV0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/z8hEcsRCab4/s72-c/L.O.V.E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1518110873017786533</id><published>2011-07-25T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T23:31:15.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yess sebelum ni memang sangat berkobar-kobar nak membaca, tambah2 buku motivasi, tapi hampeh je. kalau dah malas tu, semua benda nak bertangguh. seriously aku sangat kena buang / kikis sikap ni. tapi, lately rasanya aku dah mula perlahan-lahan kot, sebab bila ma atau pa suruh buat apa2, akan terus buat tanpa ada alasan. compared to before, kalau ada apa2 yang ma atau pa suruh buat, mesti akan cakap &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kejap lagi na buat",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "hor hor nak wat la ni &lt;/span&gt;(tpi tak buat2 lgi) dan ayat femes kitorang adik beradik, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bo lu&lt;/span&gt; (short form of sabar dulu)" heeeeeeeeeeeeeee....macam mana nak jadi anak yang solehah mcm ni =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi entah mcm mana boleh stumble upon satu flickr orang ni, gambar2 dia biasa saje tapi caption2 yang dia letak dekat setiap gambar tu sangat menarik minat aku. kebanyakan caption yg dia tulis tu berunsurkan islamik sedikit tapi sangat terkesan di hati aku. seronok tengok gambar sambil baca caption yang tenang dan best cmtu. tapi sayang tak banyak gambar, thus caption pun terhad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus tiba-tiba masuk mood nak berubah ke arah yang lebih baik. dan aku rasa untuk berubah ni, kita tak boleh terlalu drastik. mind you, ini bukan nak defend diri ke apa ke, tapi kalau kita berubah terlalu drastik untuk menjadi baik, besar kemungkinan ia hanya untuk jangka masa yang singkat. pada aku lebih baik berubah perlahan-lahan tapi maintain. berubah sedikit demi sedikit ke arah benda yang baik dan berterusan. cara macam ni lebih bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa zaman aku baru je masuk alam universiti(pendidikan tinggi), aku pernah buat perubahan yang agak drastik dan seperti yang aku mention di atas ni, perubahan tu hanya untuk jangka masa yang singkat saja. satu lagi, aku berubah supaya diterima di kalangan kawan-kawan dan untuk masuk "line" macam kawan2 aku yang lain, aku fikir aku kena ubah diri aku. jadinya, kehendak dan niat nak berubah tu tak berapa nak ikhlas mana, sebab tu sekejap je perubahan tu. last2 aku kembali jadi diri aku yang sebenar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak berubah ni, yang penting bahagian dalaman dahulu yang perlu diubah dan ditukar. luaran hanya sekadar pandangan manusia sahaja. apa yang penting, dalaman perlu besih dan suci. dan untuk buat penyucian ni, hati kita kena bersih, kena buang segala sikap2 dan sifat2 yang Allah tak suka dan orang lain benci. ini perkara yang kena jaga dan buat dulu sebelum nak ubah benda2 lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila hati dan bersih dan dah buat penyucian, senang saja kita nak terima perubahan dan kekalkan benda yang baik macam tu. sekaligus, benda2 lain akan terpancar dari situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, nak hidup ni kena ada tujuan kan, kalau tanpa tujuan, tak bermakna lah hidup kita. dan kita hidup ni adalah untuk the world hereafter, mcm org kata kejar akhirat, dunia dapat free sahaja. yang mana kita mahukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semenajk dah reti letak gambar kat entri2, aku saje2 google cari gambar yang berkaitan change ni dan tiba2 terjumpa diagram ni, bila difikir-fikirkan mcm sangat betul dan kena pada diri aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dhLrMTMzPs/Ti2LsukKREI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JyOBMezok2E/s1600/behaviour-change-model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dhLrMTMzPs/Ti2LsukKREI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JyOBMezok2E/s320/behaviour-change-model.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633312309440562242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oklah, sampai sini dulu lah ye. jumpa lagi lain kali.&lt;br /&gt;till then, salam and bye bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-1518110873017786533?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1518110873017786533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1518110873017786533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1518110873017786533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1518110873017786533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/07/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dhLrMTMzPs/Ti2LsukKREI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JyOBMezok2E/s72-c/behaviour-change-model.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-4034979630254788752</id><published>2011-07-19T01:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T02:55:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life support system</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni entry kedua aku tulis malam ni (or should i say pagi , ok whatever lah lina). hopefully this one piece can neutralize my negative-thought-provoking mind towards a positive-desirable-heart-and-mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya entry ni dah aku tulis sebelum2 ni lagi, tapi saje peram dalam draft sebab tak tahu kenapa, jangan ditanya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, oleh sebab aku rasa agak down sejak beberapa hari ni, jadi aku nak publishkan entry ni untuk positifkan diri aku sendiri. tapi, mana tahu yang TERbaca atau TERjumpa blog ini secara tak sengaja, nak baca pun boleh. takde salahnya, lagipun aku hanya berkongsi apa yang aku dah belajar dan tahu. dan ayat cliche nya, sharing is caring :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebelum tu, tahu tak gambar di bawah ni represent apa? abaikan yang tak berkenaan, tgk yg jelas dan nyata saja. mesti tahu kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKEYyYfbanA/TiR743Y18OI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sgkSuPMb53g/s1600/rde5879l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKEYyYfbanA/TiR743Y18OI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sgkSuPMb53g/s320/rde5879l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630761650991001826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;credit picture to mr google, never turn us down :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;so itulah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; life support system.&lt;/span&gt; pada aku maksud 3 perkataan ni merujuk kepada satu alat/ mesin ciptaan manusia yang agak 'ajaib' sebab ia membantu 'memberikan' / 'meminjamkan' nyawa kepada pesakit yang nazak. dalam Bahasa Melayu kita panggil sistem bantuan hayat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(err betul ke term aku ni?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesin/ sistem/ alat ini membantu 'mempreserve'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (sorry, can't find suitable word in malay to describe it)&lt;/span&gt; hayat pesakit yang mana body system mereka sudah tidak berdaya untuk bernafas secara normal. senang crite, wikipedia cakap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Life_support" title="Life support"&gt;Life support&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  is a set of therapies for preserving a patient's life when essential  body systems are not functioning sufficiently to sustain life.&lt;br /&gt;(kopi dan pasta sejibik-sejibik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan setakat kefahaman aku, kebanyakan pesakit yang gunakan alat bantuan hayat ni adalah mereka2 yang tidak dapat diselamatkan lagi (maksudnya memang sudah tiba masa kembali kepada ALLAH). jadi mesin ini akan "meminjamkan" nyawa kepada mereka supaya keluarga terdekat dapat melihat buat kali terakhir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(disclaimer: setakat kefahaman dan logik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akal aku sahaja, kalau salah, sila betulkan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya banyak juga isu berkaitan mesin/ alat/ sistem ni, salah satunya mercy killing atau euthanasia, apakah itu? nak tahu, bolehlah tanya mr google :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alat ni akan jadi sangat penting kepada pesakit untuk bernyawa sebab bila dicabut saja dari mereka, maka mereka akan meninggal/ mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. now dah jelas kan pasal maksud benda ni. so skrang ni, aku nak kaitkan dengan ALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku boleh anggap ALLAH ni macam life support system manusia. kenapa? sebab kalau tiada kuasa ALLAH, kita tak akan hidup pun. kita tak daya nak hidup sebab apalah sangat kita makhluk ciptaan ALLAH ni, kalau Dzat Allah tak duduk atas kita, kita mati. segala apa yang kita buat ni adalah disebabkan Allah, jadi jangan nak ambil kredit atas apa yang bukan kepunyaan kita pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salah satu cara nak rasa kehadiran Allah adalah melalui nikmat hidup yang Dia bagi kat kita. kalau &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah = life support system&lt;/span&gt; kita tiada, maka kita akan mati. sepatutnya keimanan kita harus lebih meningkat dan meningkat, ibarat macam titik titik, sepatutnya titik titik itu membentuk satu garisan lurus yang tak berkesudahan, same thing should be applied here. keyakinan dan keimanan kita terhadap Allah harus seperti garisan yang tidak habis habis yang mana kita akan terus maju ke depan dan depan lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6O_nKvwESc/TiR9erUpJqI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hcMZUVv-OP0/s1600/2008_dottedline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6O_nKvwESc/TiR9erUpJqI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hcMZUVv-OP0/s320/2008_dottedline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630763400098817698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tapi sebaliknya, kita ibarat lampu yang berkelip-kelip. sekejap nyala, sekejap lagi tak nyala. sebab hati kita berbolak-balik. payah rupanya nak maintain hati supaya tetap sentiasa dan lampu2 tu semua perlu dalam keadaan yang menyala semuanya. tapi, payah kan? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, harap2 apa yang aku cuba sampaikan dapat difahami oleh sesiapa sahaja who happen to 'bloghop', 'blogwalk' or anything u call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till them, salam and bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note yang tak penting pun: cey cey cey dah pandai letak gambar dalam entry nampak...hihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4034979630254788752?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4034979630254788752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=4034979630254788752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4034979630254788752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4034979630254788752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-support-system.html' title='life support system'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKEYyYfbanA/TiR743Y18OI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sgkSuPMb53g/s72-c/rde5879l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2194655299878431639</id><published>2011-07-19T01:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T02:44:55.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unstable</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasanya once in a month aku akan rasa perasaan mcm ni, mcm mana ye nak describe perasaan ni. hmmm...rasa diri tak berguna, tak baik, tak elok, semua sikap2 dan sifat2 negatif ada pada aku dan rasa diri ni useless sangat. pastu mula lah stalk fb and gambar2 org lain pastu nak bnding2 dengan aku dan aku akan rasa sangat amat tak berguna sekali. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tahu kenapa mesti ada perasaan mcm ni. benda2 negatif mcm ni hanya akan buatkan aku DOWN sangat sangat dan aku perlukan sesuatu untuk pour things out. rasanya thru blogging ok kot daripada simpan sorang2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak tahulah kenapa, aku suka fikir yang aku ni tak ramai kawan2 dan entah ya entah tidak aku tinggalkan impak dalam hidup kawan2 aku. wonder whether one day, bila ada reunion dan aku tak datang, akan ade tak orang yang sedar dan bertanya kenapa tak datang. hahahahahahah..pemikiran yang sangat childish dan negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh  kenapa kenapa kenapa perlu rasa macam ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang bila kita terlalu memikirkan sangat pasal sesuatu benda tu, terlalu asyik sangat dengan benda tu sampai leh masuk mimpi, masa tu lah semuanya akan berkisar pasal benda tu saje dan kebanyakannya adalah negative or sth that can bring ur emotion down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously I HATE THIS FEELING!!&lt;br /&gt;dan pada saat ni, sorry lah sebab muka akan jadi sour (lebih sour dari asam boi) dan akam moody tak tentu pasal (terutama lepas bangun tido dan time lapar). sorry but i can't help it :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zryrccsZ1Qw/TiRyGg-jTXI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LvGvVfoItyM/s1600/smile-face-sad-joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zryrccsZ1Qw/TiRyGg-jTXI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LvGvVfoItyM/s320/smile-face-sad-joy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630750890377039218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aku rasa aku pun dah jadi mcm gambar di atas ni, and i hate it :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oklah. no mood. nak tdo. kthanxbai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note yang tak penting pun: nanti aku akan share apa yang aku dah baca dan dapat dari buku mencari makna hidup by parlindungan marpaung. buku motivasi yang best dan berkobar2 semangat nak lakukan perubahan!&lt;/span&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/7423670182166400753-2194655299878431639?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2194655299878431639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2194655299878431639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2194655299878431639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2194655299878431639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/07/unstable.html' title='unstable'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zryrccsZ1Qw/TiRyGg-jTXI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LvGvVfoItyM/s72-c/smile-face-sad-joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2824032116727075504</id><published>2011-07-09T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T11:32:47.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kerana diriku begitu berharga 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;salam and hi to all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sebenarnya aku dah pernah post entry dengan   tajuk yang sama cuma kali ni nak tambah sikit kepada apa yang aku  pernah  tulis dulu. biasalah, kadang2 idea menulis tu tiba2 datang, dan   tergerak pulak hati nak tambah sikit2 isi kat post ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ni entry yg dulu, aku tak reti nak buat link ke entry ni, so nk senang aku copy and paste je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sebahagian yg pernah aku tulis dulu yang aku italic kan dan tukar warna jdi warna kuning (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dlm kes ni, dibenarkan untk copy paste sebab aku yg tulis kan :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;semua orang ada nilai masing2, semua orang ada "harga" masing2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;tak ada seorang pun dalam dunia ni yang tak berharga atau tak berguna sejak lahir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;ALLAH tak akan ciptakan umat manusia tanpa tujuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;mesti ada tujuan setiap orang diciptakanNYA, cuma kita je yang tak tahu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;kawan aku pernah kata, "kita tak boleh pandang rendah pada orang, takut2 dia lebih mulia daripada kita"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;dan aku rasa memang betul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;sebab setiap orang ada nilai diri masing2, ada harga diri masing2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;siapa kita nak nilaikan "harga" orang lain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;sedangkan ALLAH pun tak beza-bezakan hambaNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;inikan pula kita, manusia yang tak punya apa2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;kadang2    aku rasakan, bila kita "lebih" dalam sesuatu benda tu, kita akan    cenderung untuk pandang rendah atau meletakkan nilai pada seseorang tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;dan benda ni jadi lebih serius kalau2 orang tu tak menepati citarasa atau piawaian kita dalam menilai orang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;aku     pernah terbaca dalam buku karya dr. aidh abdullah  al-qarni, tajuk  dia    "beginilah zaman memotivasikan kita". memang best buku tu. try  lah baca    [aku ada kalau nak pinjam :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;beliau pernah tulis dalam tu, lebih kurang mcm nilah kata2nya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;"kadang2     kita merasakan bahawa dah banyak amal dan ilmu kita dapat dan  kumpul,    dan tanpa kita sedar, kita meremeh2kan orang lain yang tak  sebanyak    amalan kita, tapi tahukah kita, pada saat pertama kita  terlintas  fikiran   seperti itu, serta merta amalan kita menjadi tidak  sebanyak  orang yang   kita remehkan tadi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;[beliau tak tulis mcm ni sebijik2, tpi aku ringkaskan mcm ni ikut kefahaman aku]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;aku nak cari apa yang beliau tulis tapi tak jumpa :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aku   pernah terbaca beberapa komen di di facebook yg berbincang pasal satu   isu ni. agak menarik isu tu bagi aku, dan komen2 yg diberikan juga   sangat menarik dan ada juga yang aku setuju dan kurang setuju ( aku tak   boleh nak katakan betul atau salah, sebab benda ni subjektif) pendapat   orang berbeza-beza atas justification masing-masing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dan bila   membaca komen2 tu semua, aku rasa agak penting untuk berlaku adil kepada   semua untuk tidak sentuh hal2 yang sensitif (well, korang pun mesti   tahu kan?) mcm agama, gender, SES, tahap pendidikan, rupa paras etc   supaya semua takde kes condemn mengondemn (ade ke word ni?hehe :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aku   rasa tak syok pulak bila kita memang betul nak bg pendapat kita pasal   sesuatu benda tu, tiba2 ada yang nak kaitkan dengan hal agama, tahap   pendidikan bagai . bukan apa, tak semua orang ada peluang yang sama,   cuma yang membezakan adalah sikap , sama ada kita betul2 nak ambil   inisiatif tambahkan ilmu kita dengan buat sedikit pembacaan berkenaan   isu tersebut atau tidak. boleh jadi juga keadaan sekeliling, ambience   tu. mcm mna cara kita dibesarkan itu semua berbeza, jadi kesan2 daripada   benda2 ni semua yang membentuk seseorang itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aku  tahu ramai  yang nak jadi yang terbaik tapi bukan semua ada semangat  betul2 nak  berubah. mungkin ada tapi tak ada peluang. benda ni agak  subjektif nak  dicakapkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;so,     kesimpulannya,jangan letakkan nilai pada seseorang itu. tak kiralah     mereka tu ada lebih ilmu atau kurang ilmu dari kita, give them  respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;because respect is gained, not given :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini  untuk peringatan kepada diri aku jugak. I AIN'T PERFECT. tiada seorang  pun manusia yang ALLAH ciptakan sempurna kerana hanya DIA yang sempurna.  tapi ketidaksempurnaan kitalah yang menjadikan setiap antara kita  complement each other untuk membentuk kesempurnaan itu. dan dari situlah  kita nampak kesempurnaan yang ALLAH ciptakan atas setiap antara kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kerana diriku begitu berharga "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;bye bye ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2824032116727075504?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2824032116727075504/comments/default' title='Post 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mso-para-margin-right:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt;  mso-para-margin-left:0cm;  line-height:115%;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:11.0pt;  font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";  mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;  mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;salam and hi to all,  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;it’s been a while since i wrote anything beneficial and so-called informative/ motivation in this blog. i rarely updated simply coz there are so many things inside (the brain) that makes it hard for me to decode them in words. well, i’m never good with words you see :\&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;what i’m going to brag about here is the same thing, over and over again which i hated the most. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;personally, i don’t like to be judged through my outer appearance. i would rather like people to see me as who i am, through the way i speak about something, my opinions as well as how i carry myself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;i guess attitude and inner self are more important and should be well taken care of. coz what we have inside will be reflected through our acts and words, aite? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rasanya bila orang menilai kita dari segi perlakuan dan kata-kata, benda ni akan lebih membuatkan kita berhati-hati dan berfikir-fikir sebelum menulis/ berkata-kata tentang sesuatu. indirectly, kita akan lebih menjaga lidah supaya bukan senang-senang nak keluarkan apa yang ada dalam hati kita. well, ada benda yang boleh disclose pada public tapi ada benda yang perlu diprivatekan. kita perlu belajar banyak lagi pasal ni.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;i’m both not a very vocal person, i would rather type/ write what i feel rather than speak sebab saya ni mudah kehilangan kata-kata.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;saya tidak reti untuk argue dengan orang pasal sesuatu unless i know about it thick and thin, then i have the guts to say what i have to say (belum tentu betul dan orang lain dengar) &lt;i style=""&gt;(that’s why i’m never in the debate team while at school ~~just kidding)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;i have quite a low self esteem you see, that makes me feel inferior to sometimes speak up what i feel inside. besides, to avoid people from having negative perspective about me. i’m quite particular when it comes about other people’s opinion about me, which makes me a bit defensive when it comes to certain issues.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;hmmm...well, i guess that’s about it. its quite tedious to start again what we left behind few months/ years back. so, i need to start from scratch. have to read a lot and definitely, watch a lot &lt;i style=""&gt;( err, i mean those educational and inform&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;ational tv programmes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;till then, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HumgpnSmjtk/ThVy17MRAHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/c-j1lXSCL8c/s1600/2578329188_b655ee1f25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HumgpnSmjtk/ThVy17MRAHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/c-j1lXSCL8c/s320/2578329188_b655ee1f25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626529580217073778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6581586904983226951?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6581586904983226951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6581586904983226951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6581586904983226951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6581586904983226951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/07/of-being-judgemental.html' title='of being judgemental'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HumgpnSmjtk/ThVy17MRAHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/c-j1lXSCL8c/s72-c/2578329188_b655ee1f25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-8388481582100517160</id><published>2011-07-05T17:53:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T17:01:07.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherished every moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku rasa blog ni agak dry tanpa gambar, so to start with, kita enjoy gambar k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVyENoOMeJU/ThVz-aQXeTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4cmSvCUtNcI/s1600/DSC01469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVyENoOMeJU/ThVz-aQXeTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4cmSvCUtNcI/s320/DSC01469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626530825506355506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;them, whom i &amp;lt;3 the most in the whole world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_MEMGysyNjM/ThV1LOvVqDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/OEOC0DLd7RE/s1600/friends%2B4%2Blife.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_MEMGysyNjM/ThV1LOvVqDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/OEOC0DLd7RE/s320/friends%2B4%2Blife.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626532145264961586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love them tooo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWliHLozycM/ThLkcioL3CI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6SFv7RgAgXM/s1600/aku%2Bn%2Bfiewa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWliHLozycM/ThLkcioL3CI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6SFv7RgAgXM/s320/aku%2Bn%2Bfiewa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625810063521995810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bestest buddy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u6WhxPHjVzs/ThLkDNi7tMI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8coUoK-IiUo/s1600/DSC_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u6WhxPHjVzs/ThLkDNi7tMI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8coUoK-IiUo/s320/DSC_0567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625809628366091458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;coy sengal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5ikdeJIXFM/ThLh9TtB7rI/AAAAAAAAATw/uOO7bXSASzA/s1600/DSC_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5ikdeJIXFM/ThLh9TtB7rI/AAAAAAAAATw/uOO7bXSASzA/s320/DSC_0600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625807327916584626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bertiga~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTmqmNgxzLM/ThLgAAtygzI/AAAAAAAAATY/6ZoGM6ETiwc/s1600/DSC_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTmqmNgxzLM/ThLgAAtygzI/AAAAAAAAATY/6ZoGM6ETiwc/s320/DSC_0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625805175335846706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wa, my bestest cousin in crime :P&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/7423670182166400753-8388481582100517160?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8388481582100517160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8388481582100517160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8388481582100517160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8388481582100517160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/07/cherished-every-moments.html' title='cherished every moments'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVyENoOMeJU/ThVz-aQXeTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4cmSvCUtNcI/s72-c/DSC01469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6091597409574538227</id><published>2011-07-05T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:52:05.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back :)</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last entry wrote was in may 2011, which means its almost a month and plus plus i didn't wrote or rant here.  there goes my new resolution =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i guess it's ok since i've got lots of things to be done (excuses je ni) and alhamdulillah, all the importants things are settled and i'm officially jobless and soon-to-be-graduand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happy girl at that and Thank You ALLAH million zillion trillion times for making everything easy for me, for making all the tough and rough ways easy for me to sail through and everything Ya Rahman. i can never list down how much He helped me and how grateful i am for all these while. again, THANK YOU ALLAH ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, dah sudah. kita citer benda lain plak k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni aku secara rasminya memegang title penanam anggur a.k.a penganggur a.k.a jobless, tengah tunggu result posting je skarang ni. baru je lepas kursus 3 hari KISSM dan sangat lega dah habis banyak benda2 penting. skarang ni hanya perlu memikirkan pasal masa depan je, kalau boleh nak rancang baik2. sesungguhnya perancangan ALLAH itu lebih baik dari perancangan aku, jadi biarlah apa yang aku rancang diberkati. aminnn ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah lebih kurang sebulan nak masuk 2 bulan jugak la melepak kat rumah tak buat apa, bukanlah tak buat apa as in makan tido makan tido je, tolong la juga wat keje rumah sume2 tapi kerja yang betul2 kerja tu takdelah. setakat ni gumbira je bangun lewat, baca novel ikut suka hati nak baca bila, surf tenet sampai hampir nak masuk dalam komputer, makan tak ingat dah penimbang, kuar jalan2 sampai rasa mesti orang perasan muka yang sama asyik kuar masuk kedai dia dan mcm2 lagi lah! kesimpulannya, hidup mcm ni memang heaven tapi kalau sampai berbulan2 kena buat mcm ni, alamatnya hidup aku ni tak produktif langsung langsung langsung lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila hidup tak produktif cmni, mulalah rasa rendah diri lah, tak bersyukur lah, mcm2 lah...padahal orang lain nak je hidup macam apa yang aku alami skrang ni. hmmmm....mcm tulah manusia tak pernah nak bersyukur :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku rasa untuk atasi kebosanan tahap melampau lebih dari bosan tahao gaban ni, aku perlu cari hobi baru, boring jugak asyik2 baca novel n tengok tv, seriously kena carik hobi baru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...let us think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memasak?  tak yah, dah slalu buat, tak sedap mana pun&lt;br /&gt;menjahit? tangan aku kasar, tak sesuai untuk jahitan halus&lt;br /&gt;berkebun? i'm not a 'green hand', nnti hbis pokok aku kerjakan&lt;br /&gt;mengemas? dah slalu buat, bosanlah wat benda yang sama.... next please&lt;br /&gt;buat kad kreatif? hmmmm....mcm menarik je idea ni...hahahahaha...akan dipertimbangkan kemudian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, rasanya takat tu je lah kot untuk hari ni, insyaALLAH esok kalau ada mood nak menulis, kita jumpa lagi ye, kalau tak, tunggu je lah 1-2 minggu/ bulan lepas ni..hehehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, bye bye bye :) &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6091597409574538227?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6091597409574538227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6091597409574538227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6091597409574538227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6091597409574538227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back :)'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-8075059906072371425</id><published>2011-05-04T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:35:17.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random ramblings</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi beberapa hari je nak final exam last paper memang last punya la, tpi satu habuk pun tk study lagi. adoih, mood takde payah jugak nak study nya. hmmm takpe2 kita cari mood dulu, bila mood ada brulah study, kata orang study smart not study hard, tak gitu :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, sementara nak mencari mood ni (kebetulan ade kat rumah), lagilah sesi 'pencarian' tu susah, bukan apa, kat rumah semua ada, tak mcm hidup sendiri2 kat tempat orang tu, payahhh.. semua nya atas kita, makan, pakai, duit etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalao kat rumah ni, makanan tersedia, pakaian tu biasalah, duit mak ayah punye *big grin*&lt;br /&gt;kalo hidup sendiri2 tu, breakfast memang sah2 tak makan, brunch terus, jimat duit katanya. sambil2 makan brunch, dah kena fikir untuk makan malam pulak. pastu nak masak ke nak beli, kalau time elaun masyuk, memang dah tak pandang dah dapur tu *berlagak gila dengar :P*&lt;br /&gt;semua pakat2 penuhkan fast food restaurant, kedai2 tepi jalan semua lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenangan kenangan.&lt;br /&gt;bila masak kat rumah sewa tu, besttt sebab masak dengan kawan2. aku buat ni, ko buat tu, dia buat nun, bak kata semua ada tugas masing2, tapi kadang2 yang aktif masak tu sorang dua orang je, yang lain menadah pinggan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, aku rasa cepat sangat sangat sangat masa berlalu sekarang ni, dunia akhir zaman macam ni lah. kejap je setahun, kejap je dua tahun alih alih dah sampai 6 tahun dah. tapi ALHAMDULILLAH, 6 tahun ni dah banyak mengajar aku macam2 benda dari a-z, sekecil kecil benda sampai sebesar besar benda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what's next? semua orang akan buat hal masing2, menuju je jalan yang ALLAH dah tetapkan untuk kita semua. memang akan payah dah nak kumpul2 semua orang mcm sekarang. dan tak terkejut kalau2 nak buat reunion nanti, dah ada kawan2 yang usung anak2 sampai 5 orang ke apa(ok, ini exaggeration) hahahahaha dan tak terkejut pun kalau ada yang nak terima menantu dah pun(ok, ini sekali lagi exaggeration).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedar tak sedar dah masuk ke peringkat umur dewasa dah pun. jadi perangai pun kenalah seiring dengan peningkatan umur, tak gitu :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, dah takde idea. sebenarnya, takde anything specific in mind pun, but i think i have to make the momentum rolling, supaya sentiasa maintain dan istiqamah dan hal tulis menulis ni. tulis saje, nanti2 adelah tu benda yang nak dicakapkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebab tu post ni macam agak bercampur gaul macam nasi kerabu je, sebab aku dah tak tahu nak cakap pasal apa, so merapu dulu lama2 baru serious skit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till, then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-8075059906072371425?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8075059906072371425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8075059906072371425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8075059906072371425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8075059906072371425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/05/random-ramblings.html' title='random ramblings'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6973701950528051971</id><published>2011-05-04T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:23:32.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tak berperasaan =.='</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this mixed feelings rite now and it seemed like i hate this kind of emotion =.='&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i had this feeling and it had actually buggering me for quite couple of days already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...macam mana ye nak describe kan perasaan ni? apa yang aku rasa sebenarnya?&lt;br /&gt;betullah pepatah cakap, 'don't judge a book by its cover' true indeed huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nampak saje aku senyum @ gelak tapi dalam hati siapa yang tahu? mereka dan keluarga mereka saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, aku tak tahu sama ada aku dah buat benda yang betul atau tidak. rasanya ni kot yang ganggu fikiran aku semenjak dua menjak ni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6973701950528051971?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-8733311540316779184</id><published>2011-04-19T15:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:57:19.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscence the good ol'days :)</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite a while since i stepped in this blog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sambil membuang sawang2 disana sini*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm not that busy but it's just the feeling of lazy which makes me hard to write anything. i do visit my blog, almost everyday but i don't feel like writing yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here i am, with new resolution to start blogging again :)&lt;br /&gt;to start with, i'll tell about the end of my 6 years of studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially, it has ended. THE END.&lt;br /&gt;yes, those six years of tears, turmoils, laughters, sacrifices, tensions, assignments, grades, problems, tests and exams has officially ended.&lt;br /&gt;i deemed this is not the end yet, but it's actually the start of everything.&lt;br /&gt;i'll soon join my sister into this whole new world, the working world and will yet to be the working people. i guess the feeling would definitely be different from what i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;huh!  don't know what to expect anymore. mixed feelings actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough said. this post should be about my sadness of the end of my study, instead i wrote about the uncertanties of what future shall bring me to =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all my life, i think those 6 years really taught me a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;of how to be a mature woman, how to adapt myself with surrounding, how to react in different situations, how to befriend people etc.&lt;br /&gt;i learn A LOT, and yes, i can actually see the changes and differences between the old me and the new me, and i think i like the new me better :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the day i got the offer from KPM to enrol in this course, my answer was definitely a NO-NO. teaching was never in my list &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cey masa ni berlagak lagi, jadi cikgu tak glamer* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until my parents had to call me every now and then to persuade me to accept the offer, still i remember my mom's word hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;she said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Na, kalau Na lelaki, ma dop kesah Na jadi mende, engineer ke, doktor ke, akauntan ke apa ke, tapi skrang ni Na pompuan, tu yang ma kesah sikit, kalau jadi cikgu ni senang, kerja ada, gaji ada, cuti pun banyak, kerja sekerat hari je"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she added,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " cikgu ni ramai peminat, orang lelaki pun ramai nak buat bini"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! never thought this kind of word will slipped out from my mom's tongue. hahhahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;*still gelak2 sampai sekarang bila teringat kisah ini*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my father, who never called if there's no anything important, out of blue, called me every night just to persuade me to accept the offer.&lt;br /&gt;he even called me when i'm out to toilet to brush teeth, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sampai macam tu sekali punya sokongan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here i am, accepting the offer because of MY PARENTS and if it was not because of them, i would never be what i am today!&lt;br /&gt;my mother used to say to me that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tengoklah mcm tu sekali sokongan ma dgn pa ke Na"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and up till i was in my first year degree, she still asked me how am i coping with the studies and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA ALLAH, i'm very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very grateful to have them. and All praises are due to You, the one and only the Almighty ALLAH. never did i know i'm that lucky :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. those were the days&lt;br /&gt;the days when everything started to give impact on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm counting days for my graduation and working world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so catch ya later.&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* i know this post seems a bit incomplete, but hehehehehe i just dont have any ideas to write anymore*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-8733311540316779184?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8733311540316779184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8733311540316779184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8733311540316779184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8733311540316779184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/04/reminiscence-good-oldays.html' title='reminiscence the good ol&apos;days :)'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6037081392060919371</id><published>2011-04-10T05:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T05:08:59.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't think of any suitable title</title><content type='html'>it's 5.01 am in the morning, and here i am, still up from morning. my aim is to finish up my write ups, but i guess i just cant resist the temptation to blogwalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm halfway done actually, but i don't think sleeping at this hour will let me wake up for subuh prayers, on time. so i decided to wait for the adzan and take my beauty sleep afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, hopefully at this kind of hour, ideas will flow like a waterfall! i really need inspiration to write and ideas too! HELP HELP =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what i'm going to write next? hmmmmm....let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, sambung blik je keja tdi tu. bertangguh itu pencuri masa :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6037081392060919371?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6037081392060919371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6037081392060919371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6037081392060919371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6037081392060919371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cant-think-of-any-suitable-title.html' title='i can&apos;t think of any suitable title'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3840143419912423356</id><published>2011-04-09T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T18:39:44.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#random post</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ALLAH ya Rabbi, sikit punya lama daa tak menjenguk blog ni. dah berhabuk2 dah ni, sawang tu toksah ckp lah, tpi beselah sibuk nak buat mcm mana (tpi kalau tk sibuk pun, aku tk update jugak blog ni) =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough about the crap. aku rasa lepas habis semua2, aku akan kembali aktif dalam berblogging ni..sekarang ni, just tumpukan kepada benda yg jadi priority aku je sekarang, cnth mcm assignments, tests and exam! tk lupa jugak untuk reminiscence of memories with dear friends. ok, will blog bout this later k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this time being, i'll just be patient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-3840143419912423356?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3840143419912423356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3840143419912423356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3840143419912423356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3840143419912423356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-post.html' title='#random post'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-49217809313160805</id><published>2011-02-21T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T02:09:08.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apa saja lah!</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pernah tak rasa diri sendiri pathetic(menyedihkan)? aku selalu rasa mcm ni, ibaratnya mcm seorang loser la. entahlah, buat masa ni, tu yang aku rasa =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. semester last ni relax giler giler giler. setiap hari akan keluar jalan2 tanpa faedah, tapi dapat priceless memories kot :P sekarang ni aku rasa nk jalan2 saje tnpa fikir benda2 yg boleh buatkan aku rasa tension, salah satunya, future dan studies. tapi kalo nk compare future dgn studies, rsanya the latter tu lebih seronok kot buat masa ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. senang skit tulis nombor2 mcm ni, straight to the point sahaje, tkdelah ayat bunga cintan cintun nk kene perah otak menulis. aku suka cara gini kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. aku rasa kena betulkan diri aku, balik kepada sikap2 yg lebih baik dan matang skit. sekarang ni, pantang ada sesuatu, mesti nak marah, merajuk, masam etc. tak syoklah mcm tu. ok, mungkin perlukan masa sikit kot, tpi takpe asalkan aku berubah, start sikit2 pun tk apa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, sampai sini dulu. tu je kot yg rsa nk conteng2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-49217809313160805?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/49217809313160805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=49217809313160805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/49217809313160805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/49217809313160805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/02/apa-saja-lah.html' title='apa saja lah!'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-4662321439559693182</id><published>2011-02-18T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T13:40:09.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random random random</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giler lama tk update blog =='&lt;br /&gt;bukan apa, sebab sem ni ada satu subject kena wat blog, so i guess the excitedness nak tulis dalam personal blog tu sikit sikit kena "tarik" kot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ceh! padahal malas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya aku masih juga aktif di alam blogging ni, cumanya banyak kepada blogjogging, blogwalkin, bloghopping, whatever u call it...malas nak tulis walaupun lepas tengok blog orang ni, idea tu datang mencurah2 je macam  air terjun..kesimpulannya aku MALAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasanya resolution tahun 2011 ni kemungkinan besar tak tercapai kot, tengoklah belum apa2 lagi, baru bulan februari, dah rasa malas teramat sangat dah ==.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mungkin sebab blaja lama sangat kot? :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku rasa sebab kerajinan aku ni datang ikut mood jugak lah. kalo time rajin tu, lepas tulis satu entry, rasa nak tulis satu entry lagi dan lagi dan lagi...tapi kalo time malas tu, jangankan nk tulis entry, nak baca blog lain pun kadang2 malas! tapi nk tahu apa yang orang tu tulis dalam blog die, sampaikan aku pernah harap supaya nnti2 akan ada orang cipta komputer yg bercakap, supaya komputer tu akan gtau kita apa yang kita tulis, tk perlu susah2 nk baca dah! ok stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu lagi, mungkin lepas ni aku akan tulis entry dalam bentuk point form pulak kot. sebab aku ni kan, macam macam...tak hbis tulis satu entry, idea untuk entry lain dah ada..pastu mulalah keep on deleting dan editing entry sampaikan kesudahannya aku tak publish langsung. sebab tu tkde entry baru, padahal banyak yang tak dipublsihkan :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kalau tulis dlm point form, apa yang aku nk cakap boleh terus straight to the point! tak perlu beat around the bush dah pasni. senang pun senang- senang nk baca, idea nampak satu satu tersusun, pendek kata SENANG dan MUDAH lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okes, sampai disini dahulu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4662321439559693182?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4662321439559693182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=4662321439559693182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4662321439559693182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4662321439559693182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/02/random-random-random.html' title='random random random'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7133900155149381895</id><published>2011-01-23T03:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T01:39:25.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional breakdown</title><content type='html'>lately aku rasa aku ni pemikir sungguh. fikir benda2 yang bukan, dan kebayakan benda yang bukan2 tu adalah negatif! dan benda2 negatif ni boleh buatkan aku stress =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku rasa aku bukannya muda lagi mungkin dah tiba masa untuk aku betul2 ambil berat benda2 yang patut aku ambil berat. it's time to be real, lina! tak boleh lagi nak escape2 dengan fikirkan benda2 yang boleh buatkan aku lupa sesetengah benda yang perlu diambil serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku rasa aku ni memang sangat take life for granted, aku suka amik kesempatan pada masa yang aku ada. mksudnya aku suka buang masa dengan benda2 yang tak datangkan faedah pada aku, dan mungkin ni adalah salah satu cara untuk buatkan aku lari dari masalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu aku takkan pernah boleh lari dari masalah, dan satu hari nanti aku kena mengakui kebenarannya. tapi, buat masa ni biarlah aku "lari" dulu dan fikirkan benda2 yang perlu diambil berat dulu. buat masa ni, fokus aku adalah hanya untuk study dan family. tiada benda lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak mahu dikasihani oleh orang lain dan aku pasti akan jumpa juga jalannya satu hari nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just let me do things the way i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TTsv9kTbp2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/RDOSDrmVCcs/s1600/escape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TTsv9kTbp2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/RDOSDrmVCcs/s320/escape.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565094499310085986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma nak lari dari keserabutan sementara ni! I HATE MYSELF :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berbaur2 betul perasaan sekarang ni, serabut juga dengan semua yang berlaku. percayalah, aku tak minta semua ni berlaku, i just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm being such an annoying person lately but being myself, aku tak tahu nak ubah diri aku supaya jgn jdi terlalu  transparent, yang tak akan menyusahkan orang untuk menghadapi aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLAH please help me :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-7133900155149381895?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7133900155149381895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7133900155149381895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7133900155149381895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7133900155149381895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/01/tahu-tahu-lah-sendiri.html' title='emotional breakdown'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TTsv9kTbp2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/RDOSDrmVCcs/s72-c/escape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2601155632312174558</id><published>2011-01-22T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:31:39.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update update update!</title><content type='html'>haih lama giler tak update blog =.='&lt;br /&gt;bajet macam banyak kerja sangat la, padahal kelas separuh hari je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedar tak sedar dah lebih kurang 3 minggu sejak 2011 start dan lebih kurang 3 minggu jugakla kelas start. final sem ni lebih rileks sikit, sebab kelas pun tak banyak, subjek pun tak banyak juga. jadi, kalau diikutkan memang aku punya masa yang sangat sangat sangat banyak. biasalah, aku ni kan real procrastinator, jenguk sana sekejap, jenguk sini sekejap, lama2 kerja yang nak dibuat memula tu tak siap2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hajatnya nak tulis blog untuk salah satu subjek, tapi tulah manusia ni, time2 ada kerja ni yang dia sukaaaaaaaaaaaaa sangat pergi "jalan2" tanpa tujuan. melencong tulis blog ni kejap, yang perlu disiapkan tak buat pun =.= double haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya tak ada apa nak cakap pun, sesaja rasa nak tulis sesuatu dalam blog ni, so here i am :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau boleh nak cherish dan enjoy final sem ni betul2 sebab lepas ni, semua orang akan bawa hal masing2, ada life sendiri2 dah, dan peluang nak boleh jumpa balik tu macam agak tipis la kecualilah kalau betul2 ada sesuatu cnth mcm reunion @ gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sangka aku dah menginjak masuk umur 24 tahun, satu peringkat usia yang aku rasa agak matang dan dewasa. dan aku rasa dah agak layak nak buat keputusan sendiri, tapi masih lagi perlukan nasihat dan pengawasan orang lain, especially keluarga dan kawan2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sangka jugak aku dah final sem, dan bakal menamatkan pengajian aku yang 6 tahun ni. aduhhhh lama sungguh rasanya belajar, walaupun nak jadi cikgu saje. dan bakal bekerja, kalau ada rezeki insyaALLAH, tapi tu lah, pengalaman belajar ni takkan boleh dapat dimana2 kot. priceless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah..tu je kot setakat ni. idea takdekla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2601155632312174558?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2601155632312174558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2601155632312174558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matter compared to what lies within us &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;~Ralph Waldo Emerson~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7423670182166400753-7233776860407391655?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7233776860407391655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7713394949755880990</id><published>2011-01-02T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:55:48.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recap 2010</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun dah masuk tahun 2011, tapi aku rasa mcm nak rewind semula apa yg berlaku masa tahun 2010, sebab banyak sangat benda yang penting dan menarik yang berlaku, tak kurang jugak yang agak sedih. tapi apapun, 2010 tetap dalam kenangan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;januari&lt;br /&gt;- masuk semester 2 year 3 kat UM. ni kira sem last sebelum pergi praktikal kt sekolah. agak gembira jugak sebab subjek2 masa sem ni macam best2 dan relax2 sikit. lecturers pun sempoi dan tak kurang jugak yang strict. dan sem ni jugak aku berjaya daftar untuk subjek khidmat kemasyarakatan untuk koku. seronok weh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;februari&lt;br /&gt;-mcm yang aku ckapkan, tahun 2010 ni meninggalkan kenangan manis sikit buat kami sekeluarga :) hehehe...well, tahun lepas kiranya agak bersejarah jugaklah buat ma sebab setelah agak lama tak serapat mana dengan siblingnya, Alhamdulillah hubungan tu dapat dibaiki dan semakin rapat. ok, enough said :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mac&lt;br /&gt;-bulan ni mcm takde apa sangat lah yang terjadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april&lt;br /&gt;-lawatan ke rumah anak orang asli ASDAF di PJ. lawatan ni adalah sempena subjek koku aku , khidmat kemasyarakatan. so, kitorang berkampung 2 hari di sana, buat kerja2 amal- kemaskan kawasan sekitar, ajar budak2 tu, beramah mesra. had so much fun doing it and wish i could do it again someday :)&lt;br /&gt;seronok memanglah seronok, tapi yang tak seronoknya part bila kena wat laporan untuk presentation. nasib baiklah lecturer sangat amat sempoi :D&lt;br /&gt;-bulan ni jugak aku teringatkan perihal kena berlakon untuk video yang akan dimasukkan dalam presentation hubungan etnik. memang akan meninggalkan kenangan manis bila habis belajar nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mei&lt;br /&gt;-well, bulan ni agak sibuk sebab exam dah semakin menjelang. tapi bukan study mana pun, mengelat je banyak :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jun&lt;br /&gt;-time2 mcm ni adalah waktu untuk semester break. tapi pening jugak kepala memikirkan hal praktikal nanti. berdebar2 pun ada sebab tak tahu sekolah mana yang akan ditempatkan. sibuk dengan persiapan untuk ke sekolah, cari baju kurung, beg &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(biasalah pompuan :P)&lt;/span&gt; tapi at the same time, english jangan lupa brush up, takut2 nnti dapat sekolah yang power2, mana nak sembunyi? dan jugak godek2 buku latihan lama masa sekolah dulu cari aktiviti yang menarik2 dan refresh balik vocabs2&lt;br /&gt;-time ni world cup tengah berlansung di south afrika. aku taklah segila mana kalau pasal bola ni, tapi setakat nama beberapa orang players tu tahulah jugak. taklah malu sangat kalau orang ajak borak2 pasal bola sepak ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julai&lt;br /&gt;-start praktikal di sekolah sri petaling(ssp). first impression pada sekolah ni sangat tinggi. students di sini sangat ok, meaning most of the students can speak english really well, come from well background family i should say, comey2 dan kiut-miut-rasa-mcm-nak-kunyah-buat-makanan-ringan-bila-nampak. cikgu2 sekolah ni sangat SEMPOI, oh ya! lupa pulak, aku kena mengajar sessi petang, jadinya taklah kenal semua cikgu yang mengajar disini, cuma kenal rapat dengan cikgu2 sessi petang saje. tapi apepun, semua mereka ini rocks, baby!&lt;br /&gt;-ingat lagi kat sekolah, oleh sebab world cup tengah hangat berlangsung, lagu yang paling popular adalah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waka-waka&lt;/span&gt; oleh shakira. sampaikan students aku boleh hafal satu2 lirik lagu dia! besarnya pengaruh lagu tu pada budak2. akhirnya world cup 2010 south afrika milik spain. viva espana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogos&lt;br /&gt;-semakin rapat dengan students dan guru2 di ssp. seronok pergi sekolah, tak tension langsung walaupun kerja menimbun dan dalam keadaan lecturer yang datang uninformed! Alhamdulillah, all praises are due to ALLAH, for He gave me all these things. thank you ALLAH :D&lt;br /&gt;-semakin faham tugas dan tanggungjawab seorang guru, thick and thin. dan semakin boleh terima kenyataan yang aku akan tamat belajar kurang dari setahun sahaja lagi!&lt;br /&gt;-tapi tahap kesabaran tu kadang2 teruji jugak sebab masa tengah praktikal tu kebetulan jatuh pada bulan Ramadhan. paling tak boleh lupa adalah gelagat students kecik aku berpuasa, sangat lawak dan bila sekali sekala teringat boleh pecah perut dibuatnya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september&lt;br /&gt;-hari raya menjelma, tapi aku beraya dalam keadaan kurang sihat. mata aku merah tiba2 dan nampak macam sakit mata walaupun sebenarnya bukan. had fun photo-shooting at ri-yaz heritage with dear cousins, first time tu!&lt;br /&gt;-hari raya ketiga tu pergi kelantan sebab my best fren, fiera bertunang. sempat juga kenal2 kampung dan keluarga fiera, hope to see them again :D had fun dalam kereta dengan sepupu aku yang giler giler remaja, wa. ahhh...sweet memories semua ni :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oktober&lt;br /&gt;-sedih banyak sebab akan tinggalkan ssp selepas 3 bulan berada di sini. rasa dah attach dengan budak2 tu semua dan mcm used to be around kids, i won't ever ever ever forget all the bittersweet memories i had at the school. pengalaman merempit ke sekolah dengan najwa-hujan, panas, waktu-bawak-barang-banyak-sampai-tak-nampak-jalan, waktu-tengah-rush-sebab-kena-observed etc.&lt;br /&gt;-on the other hand, gembira jugak sebab cuti 3 bulan akan start! wowieeee...start planning untuk buat apa cuti lama nanti&lt;br /&gt;-cuti bermula dengan sambut buzzday pa yang ke-53, golden years on such a golden date, 10-10-10.&lt;br /&gt;-dikejutkan dengan berita kak yah dan nazirah(kawan keluarga kitorang)meninggal disebabkan accident. shock giler masa tu. yelah, unexpected sangat. innalillah, Al-Fatihah keatas roh mereka&lt;br /&gt;-selepas tu pergi konvo lani di tg malim. sibling pertama yang dapat degree, dan insyaALLAH aku akan menyusul kemudian.&lt;br /&gt;-Pa sakit kaki :( masa ni level tekanan kat rumah tu sangat tinggi, semua orang pakat bimbang dengan keadaan kaki Pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november&lt;br /&gt;-Pa masih lagi sakit kaki, dan Alhamdulillah semakin lama semakin baik keadaan Pa. syukur jugak aku cuti masa ni, so sempatlah berbakti dengan jadi matron Pa-cuci luka, serve makanan, check glucose level, dressing luka etc.&lt;br /&gt;-sambut raya haji tahun ni dengan mood yang masih lagi suram dan sedih, sebab for the first time, kitorang balik kampung without Ma and Pa, Ma tak mau balik sebab nak jaga Pa, so ended up kitorang je balik. kurang meriah keadaan di rumah tok.&lt;br /&gt;-aku sambung bercuti di kampung lebih kurang 3 minggu++ dengan mahasin dan nawal. then we went to bukit gambang resort sebab nak habiskan tiket free yang Pa dapat.&lt;br /&gt;-lani dapat posting di smk bedong, good for her and good for my mum, yelah, sebab lani dapat sekolah yang tak jauh mana dari rumah, yang sangat2 diharapkannya! sangat heaven rasanya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december&lt;br /&gt;-celebrate my buzzday with a small makan-makan di restorang favourite kitorang sekeluarga, hotmas :D&lt;br /&gt;-pegi kelantan umah fiera sebab hajat di hati nak attend kenduri my cohort mate yang pertama kawen. dan had fun di kelantan, dengan layanan tuan rumah yang sangat2 warm and welcomed :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nnti 2 datang rumah aku plak, aku bawak pegi tmpat best2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-terima berita abg lan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(kawan keluarga kitorang)&lt;/span&gt; meninggal sebab gout, yang ni pun unexpected  jugak, tapi apalah daya kita nak melawan kehendakNya, semuanya berhikmah dan mungkin inilah yang terbaik untuknya. Al-Fatihah untuk arwah :(&lt;br /&gt;-start ajar tuition untuk adik2, walaupun a bit late tapi better lambat dari takde langsung kan? hehe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(escapism lagi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aktiviti biasa waktu cuti=menghabiskan stok2 novel di rumah&lt;br /&gt;-ma pergi KL mesyuarat, so dalam masa 5 hari tu dapatla jugak aku praktiskan kemahiran memasak aku..hahahah...agak lamalah tak masak2 secara serius mcm ni, dengan lauk bagai :D&lt;br /&gt;-hari last untuk tahun 2010, bertolak balik ke KL, menjadikan secara officialnya aku sambut new year sengsorang dalam train&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(oh ya! first time jugak naik train ke KL, selepas 6 tahun belajar di sini)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaahhh...panjangnya entry aku kali ni. tak sangka seyh! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daa daa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-7713394949755880990?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7713394949755880990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7713394949755880990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7713394949755880990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7713394949755880990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/01/recap-2010.html' title='recap 2010'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3115620311134068456</id><published>2011-01-02T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:20:09.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts 2</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk hari ni dah 2 hari kita berada di tahun baru 2011. kalau secara &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cliche&lt;/span&gt;nya bloggers lain akan postkan entry baru sempena hari last 2010 dan entry sempena new year 2011, so kali ni aku decided nak lari dari kebiasaan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(escapism je ni, padahal malas and tak cukup masa nak tulis :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak benda yang aku fikirkan aku nak postkan dalam blog ni, masa 30 dec lagi, tapi sebab masa tu tengah kalut packing barang+serabut nak g beli barang+settlekan beberapa hal kecik, jadikan aku tak punya cukup masa untuk buat apa yang aku dah listkan awal2. sebab tu aku selalu cakap aku ni the real procrastinator! memang betullah tu, padahnya bila suka bertangguh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;betullah cakap orang dulu2, bertangguh itu pencuri masa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi takpe, tak semestinya dah start tahun baru semuanya kena baru, ye dak? dulu masa kecik2 normallah tu kalau ada pemikiran yang se&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt; ini, tapi ni dah besar, semua tu mcm dah tak perlu sangat dah kot. azam pun just refresh balik je azam lama yang tak tertunai2 sampai sekarang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setting azam baru ni sebenarnya tak perlu sangat pun bagi aku, cumanya kali ini aku nak bersungguh2 skit supaya apa yang aku azamkan tu insyaALLAH tercapai  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(apa azam tahun baru aku? rahsiaaaaaaaaaaa, bila dah tercapai baru aku bagitahu..hehe )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daa daa :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-3115620311134068456?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3115620311134068456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3115620311134068456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3115620311134068456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3115620311134068456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-thoughts-2.html' title='random thoughts 2'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1130021713087042921</id><published>2010-12-28T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T17:16:33.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 days more before we can say goodbye to 2010.&lt;br /&gt;hope that this upcoming year will give prosperity, happiness and success to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happened in 2010, but i guess it's not the end of the world, yet.&lt;br /&gt;life needs to go on and may everyone changes for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may ALLAH bestow upon us his neverending blessings and success.&lt;br /&gt;ameen :)&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/7423670182166400753-1130021713087042921?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1130021713087042921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1130021713087042921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1130021713087042921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1130021713087042921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7654610056455860410</id><published>2010-12-24T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T14:56:25.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been pondering upon lots of things lately, specifically over this 3 months holidays. about peoples around me, lifes and the ups and downs that i face everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, it's not that i like to meddle into other people's life, it's just that their actions that set out many question marks in my mind. i'm not that kind of person who likes to talk bad about others mind you. i still know my limit and the fear of ALLAH is still there, but being a normal human being, i think i am just being me. person who likes to take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; things seriously and that's why i am a sensitive person. because things that others wouldn't mind or would want to forget, might mean something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah! this is me, those who knows me, they know it better.&lt;br /&gt;i get tension easily, mind you. why? because i like to see things/ problems from every side, both positive and negative. and sometimes, when there's a mixture of emotions, i'll get carried away with it easily. and you wouldn't want to see my sour face, which i bet is sour than green apples, or even pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a kind of person who didn't know to hide my emotion. a transparent one, some people would say. when i'm sad or happy, you can see them on my face. and it'll get worse if i'm not in the mood that day. you wouldn't dare to talk or be near me even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, back to what i want to write, some things has change and some was still the same. and peoples too. i don't know why coz i just don't have the reason. thought that i can still be with the same people, having good time with them, chitter chatter, doing funny and crazy things but i guess time ruined it all. as we grow older, there are some matters that cannot be take lightly and it become the one everyone was trying to avoid. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the journey called life. you can remember the memories but its hard to enjoy it again, the same way, with the same people. after all,those bittersweet memories will still be there, hope it will last in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;The past is never dead, it is not even past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Faulkner&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/7423670182166400753-7654610056455860410?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7654610056455860410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7654610056455860410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7654610056455860410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7654610056455860410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/12/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2776112450304989827</id><published>2010-12-24T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T01:57:55.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the title has got nothing to do with what i wrote here&lt;/span&gt;. abaikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 1.37 am and i'm done with my routine before sleeping, blog-hopping. :P&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know why i really like to peek at other's blog and read interesting stories they've made. and after that, i'll start comparing them with mine, and at the end of the day, i'll have that kind of motivation to write. but, sadly, it didn't last longer since i'm a real procrastinator :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the new year's just around the corner, so i guess, as usual, my resolution for 2011 is not to have the procrastinator as my middle name anymore :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes, i know that i like to make new resolution each year but failed to accomplish it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just finish blog-hopping just now and all of a sudden, i feel like writing something. it's not like what i did now, blogging, i mean i want to write something that MAYBE can be published someday (in my dreams &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;je la kot&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apa lagi nak ditulis ni&lt;/span&gt;. i've run out of ideas. oh yes, speaking of which, i wonder how writers got their ideas penned down on papers, in which they have so many ideas to write and it seems like they flow as fast as waterfall! i'm very impressed. and one more thing, i wonder whether they ever run out of ideas? for once? uh oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapikan mereka ini adalah penulis, so tak hairanlah kalau idea sentiasa ada menunggu nak dikeluarkan dari kepala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear writers: can i have one of your brain, please? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, looks like i've started to talk nonsense. again. hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaa....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada lagi satu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i've succeedly gong through my 2 months++ holidays, i just realize that i reallyx100 needs to brush up my english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kata nak jadi cikgu english kan, tapi cakap dan taip berterabur semacam je&lt;/span&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okelah, nak tido dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da da&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2776112450304989827?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2776112450304989827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2776112450304989827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2776112450304989827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2776112450304989827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/12/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..........'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-8117611840036090610</id><published>2010-12-22T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:55:33.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Opening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="quran"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="quran"&gt;In the name of Allah, the Beneficent, the Merciful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quran"&gt; Praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quran"&gt; The Beneficent, the Merciful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quran"&gt; Owner of the Day of Judgment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quran"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thee (alone) we worship; Thee (alone) we ask for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="quran"&gt; Guide us on the straight path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quran"&gt; The path of those whom Thou hast favored;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quran"&gt; Not (the path) of those who earn Thine anger nor of those who go astray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="quran"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(1 : 1-7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-8117611840036090610?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8117611840036090610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8117611840036090610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8117611840036090610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8117611840036090610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/12/opening.html' title='The Opening'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7833144847489993103</id><published>2010-12-22T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:19:10.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>virus M melanda</title><content type='html'>berjumpa kembali selepas agak lama tidak ber&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biasalah, alasan yang sama setiap kali&lt;br /&gt;M.A.L.A.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuti akan kembali habis tak lama lagi dan aku masih disini, tak berbuat apa2 yang signifikan, sejak 3 bulan yang lalu. dan tersangatlah malas nak mulakan kembali rutin harian. dah lemau rasa semangat ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya macam-macam yang aku dah rancangkan nak post dalam blog ni, tapi apakan dayaku, bila keMALASan melanda, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's nothing i can do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan yang masa awal2 cuti nak buat nampaknya hanya searuh sahaja yang tertunai. banyak lagi yang pendingnya. takpa2, still ada masa lagi nak kejar, lepas ni kena pecut betul2 dan tiada lagi istilah TANGGUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sedang ingat2 balik apa benda yang signifikan yang telah aku buat sepanjang 3 bulan bercuti ni. at least, benda2 tu beri impak pada aku atau orang2 terdekat sekeliling aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejap kejap, kena list down semua tu...supaya nanti kalau bersoal jawab dengan diri, tak la termalu sangat tak buat apa2 yang berfaedah sepanjang cuti sakan 3 bulan tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. jadi nurse masa pa sakit kaki&lt;br /&gt;2. jadi cikgu tuition tak bertauliah adik2&lt;br /&gt;3. ternak lemak dengan berjayanya~~ area2 penting: peha, muka, badan&lt;br /&gt;4. owh...aku pergi kelantan, berkenal-kenalan dgn kmpung fiera&lt;br /&gt;5. duduk kt duyong almost 3 minggu&lt;br /&gt;6. konvo lanie kt tg malim&lt;br /&gt;7. raya haji&lt;br /&gt;8. bukit gambang resort~~ so called vacation&lt;br /&gt;9. menghabiskan novel2&lt;br /&gt;10. .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adushh...banyak ni je aktiviti aku sepanjang 3 bulan cuti sakan???&lt;br /&gt;memang dasar pemalas sungguh la aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takpe2, lepas ni kita tambah lagi aktiviti supaya num 3 tu terhapus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da da&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-7833144847489993103?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7833144847489993103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7833144847489993103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2505827179802105800</id><published>2010-12-17T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:20:42.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih  sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih sedih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: not in the mood :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2505827179802105800?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2505827179802105800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2505827179802105800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2505827179802105800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2505827179802105800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7243171361227189998</id><published>2010-11-14T02:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T02:52:54.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahalnya!</title><content type='html'>betapa mahalnya harga ujian ALLAH untuk kita, untuk DIA uji tahap keimanan kita kepadaNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi jangan ambil mudah dan ingat semua yang berlaku atas diri kita adalah ujian dari ALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;belum tentu ia boleh dipanggil ujian, sebab ujian ALLAH hanya untuk hambaNya yang beriman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Apakah manusia itu  mengira bahawa mereka dibiarkan saja mengatakan;  “Kami telah beriman,”  sedangkan mereka tidak diuji? Dan sesungguhnya  kami telah menguji  orang-orang yang sebelum mereka, maka sesungguhnya  Allah mengetahui  orang-orang yang benar dan sesungguhnya Dia mengetahui  orang-orang yang  dusta.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Surah Al-Ankabut ayat 2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;selagi belum beriman, boleh jadi apa yang kita anggapkan ujian itu sebenarnya kifarah atas dosa-dosa kita yang lalu. kifarah atas dosa yang kita buat sebagai manusia biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu apakah pula maksud orang yang beriman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adakah cukup sekadar melakukan apa yang disuruhNya?&lt;br /&gt;adakah cukup sekadar mentaati perintah ALLAH?&lt;br /&gt;adakah cukup sekadar mempercayai Rukun Iman?&lt;br /&gt;adakah cukup sekadar mentaati Rukun Islam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betapa mahalnya harga SYURGA ALLAH, masakan Dia terima amalan-amalan yang lekeh yang kita banggakan itu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;lah samada apa yang ALLAH timpakan itu adalah ujian atau hanya sekadar kifarah atas dosa-dosa kita yang lama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya mahukan syurga ALLAH!&lt;br /&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/7423670182166400753-7243171361227189998?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7243171361227189998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7243171361227189998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7243171361227189998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7243171361227189998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/11/mahalnya.html' title='mahalnya!'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3380824257230731329</id><published>2010-11-12T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T19:35:31.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there are LIMIT for everything!</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i proceed, i just want to ask my dear readers, what is your utmost phobia?&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i am afraid of snake! really really afraid of it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(actually there's a story behind it, but i'm not going to talk and babble about it here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you feel when somebody makes a fool out of something you afraid the most?&lt;br /&gt;i can take it, maybe for few times but if it go overboard, then i'll start to feel uneasy and could become angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i feel that there are limit for everything.yeah, i know maybe the real intention was to tease but initially, teasing someone with things they are really afraid of, I DON'T THINK WE CAN CALL IT AN ACT OF TEASING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said earlier, i can accept it for the fact that someone may wants to tease or play with me, but once you break the limit, sorry would not cure everything. i don't know why i feel really disturbed with this kind of teasing. if it is just a name-calling like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"you are fat", "you are ugly","this people like you" &lt;/span&gt;yada yad yada&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i might consider but this??????? SO SORRY, i'm not the right person to be the victim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we are expecting people to treat us the way we treat them, but it seems like there are no mutual agreement in this kind of thing. people will somehow treat us the way they want and yeah, it's human nature :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we want people to respect us, then we ourself will have to respect them first, because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;respect is gain, not given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;respect in the sense of be aware and sensitive to their character, things they like, things they hate, their life etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;respect in the sense of there are still barrier between we and our friend when it comes to family matters, unless they want to spill it to us, then we can make it our matters, other than that, don't bother mingling with other people's business&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;respect in the sense of everyone is free and responsible on their own opinions, we have our own says and so do they, let them voice out their views and never force them to accept ours &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;respect in the sense of everyone is unique in their own way, so just accept them the way they are, its normal that human are imperfect ALLAH's creation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;by the way, this is just my opinion, from what i feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye bye&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/7423670182166400753-3380824257230731329?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3380824257230731329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3380824257230731329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3380824257230731329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3380824257230731329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/11/there-are-limit-for-everything.html' title='there are LIMIT for everything!'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2925915824685441045</id><published>2010-11-12T02:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:40:50.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WYSIWYG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: post ni dah di edit balik sebab aku baru sedar yang aku type dalam keadaan mengantuk, entah apa2 je yang aku dah tulis sblum ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and hi to all,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pernah dengar tak ayat ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what you see is what you get" &lt;/span&gt;atau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;acronym&lt;/span&gt;nya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WYSIWYG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aku selalu jumpa perkataan ni atas tudung periuk kat umah. kononnya macam nak bagitau yang produk sekian sekian adalah terbaik, sebab masakan tu akan turn out macam mana kita lihat benda tu. contoh kalau dalam periuk, sayur yang kita masak nampak segar dan warnanya still cantik lagi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; bila keluar dari periuk pun, kita akan dapat benda yang sama. persoalannya, betul ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oopss...sebelum tu, aku ada gak tanya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mr google&lt;/span&gt; yang setia tu, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and quite interesting&lt;/span&gt; jugak bila tahu yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;acronym&lt;/span&gt; ni sebenarnya guna untuk edit2 hasil kerja kita dalam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;computer,&lt;/span&gt; dan kita akan dapat f&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inal output&lt;/span&gt; seperti yang kita tengok masa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;editing process&lt;/span&gt; tadi. sebab tu lah ia dikatakan "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;what you see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;during the editing process&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is what you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; during the final output&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok berbalik pada yang atas tu, betul ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what you see is what you get?"&lt;/span&gt; atau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what we see is what we get?"&lt;/span&gt; bila fikir2 balik macam tak je..sebabnya apa yang kita lihat tu kadang2 tak mencerminkan benda tu secara batinnya, kita hanya tengok dari sudut zahirnya saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 kita lihat A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; je memanjang, tak pernah nampak sedih, hidup macam tak ada masalah, tapi kita tak tahu yang A mungkin baru je lepas menangis. takkan dia nak menangis depan orang ramai atau bagitau dia baru lepas menangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedolu masa aku zama muda mudi remaja, aku suka sangat perhatikan orang ramai, tambah2 kalau aku tengah tunggu bas ke, jalan kaki balik dari kelas tuisyen, tengah tunggu Ma nak ambil dari kelas tuisyen, atau even kat sekolah masa rehat. aku rasa manusia ni menarik, ada macam2 emosi dan walaupun diorang tunjukkan emosi yang sama, reaksi dan mimik muka MESTI tak akan sama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, bila dah menilik2 gelagat dorang, aku ada tendency untk wat conclusion pasal dia. pantang nampak orang cantik je, aku akan terdetik dalam hati, mesti ramai orang suka kat dia, mesti dia baik, pantang nampak orang happy je, mesti aku akan fikir dia takde masalah, happy go lucky je dia, pantang nampak orang pandai je, mesti nak fikir yang dia tak payah susah2 belajar, senang boleh score dalam exam etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapiiiii, tu dulu. masa zaman otak tak berkembang lagi, sekarang ni dah lain. mungkin sebab dulu tu aku tak matured sepenuhnya lagi dan tak pernah terdedah dengan persekitaran yang berbeza, jadi senang je nak judge orang sesuka hati sesedap rasa secukup gula :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padahal ade je orang cantik yang rasa susah sebab ramai orang nak dekati dia sampai buat dia rasa rimas dan lemas,&lt;br /&gt;padahal ade je orang happy yang sebenarnya lebih banyak masalah dan dia tutup dengan tayang muka happy, supaya orang lain pun happy&lt;br /&gt;dan padahal ade je orang rajin yang study betul2 untuk sampai ke tahap dia ada sekarang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bukan senang nak senang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tu lah dia, first impression tu sangat penting untuk tonjolkan diri kita yang sebenarnya. orang akan judge kita based on apa yang dorang tengok masa first time tu. tapi selalu je aku tersalah teknik. aku selalu rasa takpe kot awal2 orang kenal, tak perlulah nak baik sangat, nnti lama2 dorang dah kenal kita macam mana, nampaklah true colours tu. tapi, adalah sedikit tersasar aku punya pemikiran mcm tu. people tend to judge kita through the very first time they met us, so kalau first impression dah gred B, payah jugak lah nak tukar ke gred A unless ada sumthing yang boleh buat orang tu satisfy dengan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm oklah, need to pen down now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nota kaki: dah lama rasanya tak menulis macam ni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2925915824685441045?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2925915824685441045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2925915824685441045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2925915824685441045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2925915824685441045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/11/wysiwyg.html' title='WYSIWYG'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-5700507133881929658</id><published>2010-11-11T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:28:25.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ini adalah post random</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november dah menjengah lebih kurang 10 hari, dan barulah aku terperasan yang oktober dah lama tinggalkan kita. sedar tak sedar dah nak dekat sebulan aku mula bercuti lepas habis praktikum hari tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekejap je masa berlalu dan sejak start cuti tu, aku rasa hidup ni tak produktif sangatlah. tidur-makan-tengok tv-kuar jenjalan ------&gt; tu je la kerja aku sejak bercuti ni. teringing jugak nak kerja, tapi apakan daya, takde sapa pun yang macam menyokong aku kerja.bila dah jadi macam tu, lagilah semangat nak kerja tu merudum dan merudum dan merudum. last-last, here i am, doing the same things every day...kadang2 naik bosan jugak, sebab tu aku kena fikirkan nak buat apa lepas ni, supaya masa yang ada tak terbuang macam tu je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada jugak terfikir nak buat kelas intensif bahasa inggeris dengan kawan2 adik aku, tu pun masih dalam perancangan. semoga ada sambutan, sambil2 tu boleh jugak ajar adik aku yang bakal ambil PMR next year. aku pun dah start merangka2 nak buat apa dengan diorang tu. maybe akan masukkan jugak kot intensive class untuk spoken english. semoga ALLAH permudah semuanya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sementara masih cuti panjang ni, elok jugak kalau aku start balik menulis dengan serius. jangan main-main dah. buat sikit2 lama2 jadi bukit. tapi, maybe projek ni perlukan banyak kesabaran dan pemikiran kot. mana boleh pakat main tulis je, kalau takde isi dan materials &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(chewah! mcm penulis terkenal la pulak :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, sekarang ni, resolutions untuk cuti yang masih berbaki lebih kurang 2 bulan lagi ni:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. start blogging dengan aktif-at least 1 post a day&lt;br /&gt;2. start menulis dengan SERIUS!&lt;br /&gt;3. think think think and think- benda yang ada faedah dan ada isi&lt;br /&gt;4. kumpul dan download kertas2 soalan english PMR&lt;br /&gt;5. cari balik buku grammar dan kamus yang aku buat masa sekolah dedolu&lt;br /&gt;6. fikirkan nak ajar apa dekat budak2&lt;br /&gt;7. habiskan stok2 novel yang bertimbun2&lt;br /&gt;8. beli novel banyak2 sementara masih ada peluang :P&lt;br /&gt;9. maintain dan kalau boleh turunkan lagi body weight :P &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(errr...ni tak termasuk kot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaa....amik kau! 9 tu, tapi macam entah apa2 je. aaah! biarkan, yang penting aku ada tujuan nak dicapai. bila dah hbis nanti, kena cross out benda2 yang dah tertunai tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(aku mengantuk sebenarnya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-5700507133881929658?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/5700507133881929658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=5700507133881929658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>there's always a rainbow after the rain 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's been almost 2 weeks since happiness knock on our door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and now, ALHAMDULILLAH, everything seems quite lively and happy again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa awal2 tu semuanya seakan2 sedih dengan keadaan Pa.macam2 kemungkinan yang aku fikir. aku takut kalau2 kaki Pa kena potong, macam mana keadaan keluarga kitorang? walaupun semuanya dah besar2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(setakat ni tak ada yang sekolah rendah),&lt;/span&gt; tapi takkan nak harapkan Ma je...kesian jugak dekat Ma. tapi macam orang kata, berat mata memandang, berat lagi bahu yang memikul, betapa berat aku fikirkan pasal kemungkinan segalanya tu, aku tahu Pa yang menanggungnya lagilah terasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 aku tengok Pa macam cuba nak sembunyikan bimbang dia dari kitorang. masa nak cuci luka dia, aku akan wat dengan berhati-hati dan paling slow sebab aku takut Pa rasa sakit. tapi, Pa selalu kata;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"takpe Na, Pa tak sakit pun. tak rasa sakit langsung. cuma nampak luka saja"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mula2 aku tak percaya jugak, aku ingat Pa tak mau tunjukkan sakit dia depan kitorang tapi bila aku tanya dia setiap kali nak dressing luka tu, dia tetap bagitau benda yang sama. aku tahu, Pa takkan tipu kitorang. dia akan bagitau kalau dia rasa sakit. sampai dia kata;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kalau Pa sakit, Pa akan bagitau. jangan risau"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanya ALLAH je yang tahu macam mana perasaan kitorang sekeluarga. semuanya takut tapi pada masa yang sama, kitorang kena berfikiran positive sebab tak mau Pa jadi lagi psycho. cukup2 lah dengan doktor2 tu, tak payah kitorang pulak tambahkan kebimbangan Pa. dia dah cukup derita menanggung sakit tu, takkan nak ditambah lagi tanggungan Pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang Pa cuti dan duduk di rumah, dia banyak perhatikan keadaan rumah yang sebenar. macam mana keadaannya masa Pa tengah sibuk bekerja dan kitorang cuti. kalau dulu, sebelum Pa sakit, payah sangat nak tengok muka dia kat rumah kecuali Ahad, tu pun sebab dia cuti, kalau tak, malam je lah boleh jumpa. aku selalu rasa pelik kalau Pa ada kat rumah sebelum ni, tapi sekarang rasa macam dah biasa bila Pa ada kat rumah. kitorang sembang macam2 benda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pernah hari tu Cunah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(adik Pa)&lt;/span&gt; call, dan Pa bagitau Cunah yang dia rasa respek dan hormat pada orang perempuan yang boleh uruskan rumah tangga tanpa mengeluh atau complaint apa2. dia rasa respek sebab perempuan boleh uruskan dan habiskan kerja rumah yang tak akan pernah habis. bila aku dengar Pa cakap macam tu dengan Cunah, aku rasa bangga pun ada sebab Pa jarang puji benda2 macam ni kecuali kalau dia betul2 maksudkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sampai ke hari ni, ALHAMDULILLAH berkat sokongan keluarga dan semangat Pa sendiri yang nak sembuh, luka tu makin baik tapi mungkin perlu beberapa hari lagi sebelum Pa betul2 recover to its original condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya benda yang berlaku ni membuatkan aku rasa sangat bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;kalau ALLAH nak bagi sakit, bila2 masa pun Dia boleh bagi&lt;br /&gt;dan&lt;br /&gt;kalau ALLAH nak bagi sembuh, bila2 masa pun Dia boleh bagi sembuh.&lt;br /&gt;itulah kebesaran ALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" dir="ltr"&gt;Maka yang mana satu di antara nikmat-nikmat Tuhan kamu, yang kamu hendak dustakan?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" dir="ltr"&gt;Maha Sucilah nama Tuhanmu yang mempunyai Kebesaran dan Kemuliaan.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Ar-Rahman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa selalu rujuk pada ayat ni masa dia sakit. sebab dia tahu, sakit ni hanyalah ujian ALLAH buat dirinya. sebab tu Pa jadi kuat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pun sepatutnya didik diri aku untuk terima sahaja ujian dan ketentuan ALLAH. serah segalanya kepada ALLAH bulat2, aku tiada kuasa nak menolak atau terima apa2 pun. semoga aku juga jadi kuat, macam Pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6949660112350846583?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6949660112350846583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6949660112350846583&amp;isPopup=true' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2863481399143584624</id><published>2010-11-05T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:10:44.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's always a rainbow after the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh how i miss blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH, all praises are due to ALLAH, the Great.&lt;br /&gt;syukur kaki Pa dah semakin sembuh, berbanding dengan sebelum ni. lukanya tak lah seteruk mana, tapi sebab ia berkait dengan diabetes, jadi tempoh luka nak sembuh agak memakan masa sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa Pa sakit-sakit macam ni, Alhamdulillah aku dah start cuti, kalau tidak susah jugak Ma nak uruskan semua. at least aku dapat ringankan beban Ma, dengan jadi matron peribadi Pa. hahahaha..aku lah yang wat semuanya, check glucose level Pa setiap pagi, serve makanan, dressing luka, serve ubat etc. bukan nak riak ke apa ke, tapi aku syukuuurrrrrrrrrrr sangatx100 dapat take part masa Pa susah-susah mcm ni. aku kan blajar jauh juga (walaupun bukan di obersea, tapi payah nak balik unless ada emergency sangat2) so bila time2 mcm ni lah nak amik peluang berbakti pada orang tua :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa mula2 Pa gtau kata dia sakit kaki, aku ingatkan sakit biasa2 je, taklah teruk mana pun, tapi  bila tengok sendiri keadaan kaki Pa, reaction aku mula2 tu memang unimaginable sangat. aku TERKEJUT giler! yelah, tak sangka teruk macam tu, sampai kaki tu bengkak walhal luka kecik sangat. tapi kalau dah nama ada diabetes tu, luka lah sebesar mana pun, tetap akan ambil masa nak sembuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mula2 tu jugak Pa bgtau ada doktor tu cakap dia kena Gout. kitorang sekeluarga terkejut sangat2. aku pun google and cari pasal penyakit ni, gambar2 yang berkaitan, punca2, cara rawatan, pantang etc. then, pegi rujuk pada doktor lain, dia cakap diabetes saje, bukan gout. stress level kat rumah dah turun sikit, pastu naik balik bila doktor tu cuba nak psycho Pa dengan bagitau mcm2 yang tak masuk akal, possibilities nya kuman akan masuk ke tulang, kena potong kaki yada yada yada.  lagilah Pa tension, walaupun dia tak tunjuk tapi aku tahu dia cuba nak sembunyikan. nampaklah setiap hari dia belek2 luka dia, belek2 kaki dia. kesiaann aku rasa tengok Pa mcm tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lama kelamaan, aku tengok Pa makin okey dan relax sikit walaupun luka nampak mcm lambat sikit nak sembuh. at least, bila sakit2 mcm ni, dia duduk rumah dan boleh nmpak sendiri keadaan di rumah macam mana. sebelum ni asyik sibuk je keja, tak cukup tido, penat so inilah masanya Pa nak rehat cukup2 sampaikan Pa kata dia dah puas tido dan puas berehat. ikutkan hati Pa, minggu kedua tu dia dah nak pegi keja....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ish ish ish Pa ni la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, syukur Alhamdulillah kaki Pa semakin sembuh, aku tahu semangat Pa kuat, dia tahan segalanya. dan betullah janji Allah, Dia sentiasa ada masa kita perlukanNya dan kalau kita mohon kepadaNya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Cukuplah Allah menjadi Penolong kami dan Allah adalah sebaik-baik Pelindung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" href="http://arrahmah.com/index.php/blog/read/9281/doa-dan-berdoalah#ixzz14NSiMM4E"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ali Imran,173)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-5048829528058027446</id><published>2010-10-27T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:28:10.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hikmah</title><content type='html'>Dear ALLAH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there must be something U want to give to us behind all these trials.&lt;br /&gt;i hold on to this and i'm still waiting for that "something".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah for every single thing You've grant us and we are very grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-4268248154413864647</id><published>2010-10-25T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T02:47:43.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jangan sangka kamu beriman selagi belum diuji&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4268248154413864647?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4268248154413864647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-5145141878190806992</id><published>2010-10-22T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T02:04:14.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random lagi</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah lama rasanya tak conteng2 dalam blog ni. bukan apa, agak sibuk sikit lately ni. balik2 cuti aritu dikejutkan dengan berita sedih, pastu gerak ke konvo kakak dan balik2 ni, penat je rasa dan skarang ni pun tgh dalam mood sedih juga. takpalah, ALLAH tengah nak uji keluarga kitorang kot. nak tengok sejauh mana pergantungan padaNYA masa ni. aku harap ada hikmah disebalik apa yang berlaku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately ni, aku rasa aku banyak sangat reflects pasal benda2 di sekeliling aku, pasal diri aku sendiri etc. dan bila dah masuk mode tu, terus aku jadi mixed feelings- aku rasa down, rasa loser, rasa semangat, rasa gembira, semua adalah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin bila kita berfikir terlalu banyak sangat sampaikan semua benda2 negative dan positive akan bercampur. dan akan sebabkan kita cuba nak jadi defensive bila benda2 negative tu lebih banyak dari positive, sampailah buat kita rasa mixed feelings ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*syaitan semua tu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entahlah, aku tak tahu apa yang ALLAH nak tunjukkan pada aku. menunggu dan terus menunggu je lah jawabnya~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(bukan pasrah, tapi tawakal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: nak try balik la menulis apa2 yang patut&lt;br /&gt;p/s 2: nak refresh semangat dan teruskan menghabiskan stok2 novel di rumah :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;i don't know why suddenly everything seems to be very fragile and sensitive to be handled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, ALLAH is testing me right now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alhamdulillah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang rasa serabut, letih, penat, exhausted, tension, malas dan&lt;br /&gt;rasa mcm nak jerit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4342985716872766059?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4342985716872766059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1726060505979003639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1726060505979003639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/10/kuatkan-semangat-aku-ya-allah.html' title=''/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7451766692489052602</id><published>2010-10-02T08:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T09:04:52.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>there, that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 months practicum has ended, so what's next?&lt;br /&gt;portfolio, debriefing, holidayssssssssss and the most awaited one, result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of thing needs to be done before i can officially tido-rehat-makan-jalan2 etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hadoih, betapa cepatnya msa berlalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, amidst all the sadness and grieve for not having to meet the stdnts anymore,&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i just know really tearing up my heart (ayt jiwang tk leh blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i leave it to You, ALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;my all time saviour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-7451766692489052602?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7451766692489052602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7451766692489052602&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7451766692489052602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7451766692489052602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6147417403955125220</id><published>2010-09-29T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T09:50:38.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what more can i say?syukur yaALLAH</title><content type='html'>ya ALLAH, sesungguhnya Engkau tahu segala-galanya ya ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;come just right in time i needed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;truly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6147417403955125220?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6147417403955125220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6147417403955125220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6147417403955125220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6147417403955125220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-more-can-i-saysyukur-yaallah.html' title='what more can i say?syukur yaALLAH'/><author><name>illiii 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to where i am now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that "something" keep bothering and buggering me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gq1jO6iuU2U/SHOeEKxsIoI/AAAAAAAADSI/CgEd00rXxKY/s400/Cool+-+0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 160px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gq1jO6iuU2U/SHOeEKxsIoI/AAAAAAAADSI/CgEd00rXxKY/s400/Cool+-+0137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: for this time being, i am FEELess (is there such word?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-3889714537104436992?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3889714537104436992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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can say that they really enjoys life to the max!&lt;br /&gt;me? huh! don't bother asking, b'coz u wouldn't want to know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not that i didn't enjoy life as the rest do, but there is something stuck in my mind which prevent me from doing that.&lt;br /&gt;(READ ME: everybody got their own way of enjoy life, aite?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am NOT a good friend who will text you 24/7 asking your whereabouts, whatyadoin, simply chitchatting, yada yada yada yada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-3523404838320381376?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3523404838320381376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2714929806362957294</id><published>2010-09-23T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T01:47:40.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saya berwajah baru</title><content type='html'>boring pulak tengok layout blog ni&lt;br /&gt;so, i've decided to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nampak macam lively skit berbanding sebelum ni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2714929806362957294?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2714929806362957294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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plans and appendices, write reflections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have the heart to do all these&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where my mood has gone&lt;br /&gt;one thing i know is that, i've lost interest to do anything!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i want to rest all day long and do what i want to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few days, heard GOOD news from my senior, their posting result is out!&lt;br /&gt;although it is not my turn yet, but i'm happy for at last, after months of waiting and doing nothing, the result is out. alhamdulillah~~&lt;br /&gt;they are going to start their real life as teacher and i'm counting the days to finish my 6 years of study. huwarrgghhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got another half a year before i'm officially a graduand and a teacher :)&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for that moment.&lt;br /&gt;but i bet i will DEFINITELY misses the moment i have now- being with frens, no responsibilities on the shoulder, hanging out with frens, shopping etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah,&lt;br /&gt;mata ni makin layulah&lt;br /&gt;**oit, cepatlah habiskan blog tu, aku dah nagntuk nak tido dah ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and adios! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7423670182166400753-949174329845880675?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/949174329845880675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=949174329845880675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/949174329845880675'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-540437128712296077?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/540437128712296077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=540437128712296077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/540437128712296077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/540437128712296077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I think about the little things that make life great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This innocence is brilliant, I hope that it will stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This moment is perfect, please don't go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&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/7423670182166400753-5167142433139909820?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2175032667053497274</id><published>2010-09-18T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:49:54.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kini yang tinggal hanya.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;jangan mengharap kepada sesuatu yang tak pasti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pernah dengar kata2 ni dari seorang kawan lama&lt;br /&gt;aku tak pasti lah pulak tentang apa tapi satu yang aku pasti, aku sentiasa ingat kata2 ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau nak diikutkan, memang betul apa yang dikatakan tu&lt;br /&gt;kalau dalam english pulak, ada proverbs yang bunyinya&lt;br /&gt;"don't count on your chicken until they are hatched"&lt;br /&gt;lebih kurang macam ni lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa ya?&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kalau kita tak terlalu berharap sangat, kalau sesuatu tu tak terjadi, kekecewaan kita tak teruk sangat, kot&lt;br /&gt;mungkin nak beri peluang kita lihat benda lain yang ada depan mata kita, kot&lt;br /&gt;mungkin nak ajar kita supaya redha dan sentiasa terima qada dan qadar ALLAH, kot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak tahu lah&lt;br /&gt;aku rasa je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi itu lah yang aku rasakan sekarang ni&lt;br /&gt;"jangan terlalu mengharap kepada benda yang belum pasti terjadi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengah memotivasikan diri sendiri!&lt;br /&gt;b strong, lina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2175032667053497274?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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involved..hehe..seronokk sgt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just enjoy the pics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRtyiWhekI/AAAAAAAAASw/KkmBkI9kRJs/s1600/DSC_0636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRtyiWhekI/AAAAAAAAASw/KkmBkI9kRJs/s320/DSC_0636.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518156158417861186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRtDnUp6eI/AAAAAAAAASo/kobMekILN7Y/s1600/DSC_0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRtDnUp6eI/AAAAAAAAASo/kobMekILN7Y/s320/DSC_0577.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518155352298351074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRsTFDcoVI/AAAAAAAAASg/lbLWO9p73qA/s1600/DSC_0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRsTFDcoVI/AAAAAAAAASg/lbLWO9p73qA/s320/DSC_0572.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518154518465651026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRrOOGiqqI/AAAAAAAAASY/jUAvEIiLQU8/s1600/DSC_0565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRrOOGiqqI/AAAAAAAAASY/jUAvEIiLQU8/s320/DSC_0565.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518153335483574946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRqDwfawzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/EQUKs5QC6Gg/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRqDwfawzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/EQUKs5QC6Gg/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518152056224531250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the gbs clan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRnYkRBqAI/AAAAAAAAASI/0575-UiyVQE/s1600/62976_433099206937_687981937_5396635_7016446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRnYkRBqAI/AAAAAAAAASI/0575-UiyVQE/s320/62976_433099206937_687981937_5396635_7016446_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518149115185309698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRnGat4YDI/AAAAAAAAASA/NeRlVAqNY9E/s1600/58435_433094436937_687981937_5396565_5246923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRnGat4YDI/AAAAAAAAASA/NeRlVAqNY9E/s320/58435_433094436937_687981937_5396565_5246923_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518148803384336434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR BATIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-1957423386664679549?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1957423386664679549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1957423386664679549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1957423386664679549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1957423386664679549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-2010.html' title='raya 2010'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/TJRtyiWhekI/AAAAAAAAASw/KkmBkI9kRJs/s72-c/DSC_0636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-5862975678143692242</id><published>2010-09-16T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T14:07:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random #</title><content type='html'>apa-apa pun, aku tahu ALLAH ada perancangannya tersendiri&lt;br /&gt;be strong, illina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asalkan keluarga dan kawan2 terbaik di sisi&lt;br /&gt;datanglah ombak ganas dan lautan api&lt;br /&gt;insyaALLAH aku cuba kuat demi mereka :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Tahzan Innallaha Ma'ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Dan Janganlah Kamu Bersikap Lemah Dan Janganlah Pula Kamu Bersedih Hati Padahal Kamulah Orang-orang Yang Paling Darjatnya Jika Kamu Orang-Orang Yang Beriman"&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/7423670182166400753-5862975678143692242?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/5862975678143692242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=5862975678143692242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/5862975678143692242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/5862975678143692242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html' title='random #'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2511118886853189715</id><published>2010-08-31T20:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:27:09.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture is worth a thousand words</title><content type='html'>the sweetest of all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THz0GMJ4n8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/XEC-zcYKJho/s1600/29072010875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THz0GMJ4n8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/XEC-zcYKJho/s320/29072010875.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511548431173722050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest, just enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzzbUnbdPI/AAAAAAAAARs/77PghoIOzsE/s1600/07082010934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzzbUnbdPI/AAAAAAAAARs/77PghoIOzsE/s320/07082010934.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511547694710748402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzzNtvYu3I/AAAAAAAAARk/BGwJ8HtxMTE/s1600/07082010933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzzNtvYu3I/AAAAAAAAARk/BGwJ8HtxMTE/s320/07082010933.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511547460936842098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzy5f9JkyI/AAAAAAAAARc/-aFKHjUrYZs/s1600/07082010932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzy5f9JkyI/AAAAAAAAARc/-aFKHjUrYZs/s320/07082010932.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511547113639088930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzyb4jJZFI/AAAAAAAAARU/DcZ_Qy0yMlo/s1600/07082010931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzyb4jJZFI/AAAAAAAAARU/DcZ_Qy0yMlo/s320/07082010931.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511546604844835922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzxMvLZpUI/AAAAAAAAARM/zfmgd_lyVrQ/s1600/10082010944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzxMvLZpUI/AAAAAAAAARM/zfmgd_lyVrQ/s320/10082010944.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511545245119653186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzw6MZUBTI/AAAAAAAAARE/jbB7OOeC-no/s1600/10082010942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzw6MZUBTI/AAAAAAAAARE/jbB7OOeC-no/s320/10082010942.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511544926545118514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzwoxBZ_KI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7cZWCIFpZMo/s1600/10082010941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzwoxBZ_KI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7cZWCIFpZMo/s320/10082010941.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511544627139312802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzwJJaL1mI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/i1b1dvKOpiM/s1600/10082010940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THzwJJaL1mI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/i1b1dvKOpiM/s320/10082010940.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511544083929880162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: gonna miss them very much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2511118886853189715?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2511118886853189715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2511118886853189715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2511118886853189715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2511118886853189715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/08/picture-is-worth-thousand-words.html' title='A picture is worth a thousand words'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/THz0GMJ4n8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/XEC-zcYKJho/s72-c/29072010875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2443610876751277130</id><published>2010-08-31T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T01:14:05.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tak terucap dengan kata-kata</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just a quick one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really really really flies very fast&lt;br /&gt;tup tup dah nak habis Ramadhan&lt;br /&gt;tup tup dah nak habis praktikum&lt;br /&gt;tup tup dah nak habis belajar&lt;br /&gt;tup tup dah nak kerja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu nak berbuka puasa ramai2 dengan kawan2&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu nak bersahur denga housemates&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu nak sembahyang tarawikh dengan housemates&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu budak2 kecik kat sekolah yang banyak cakap dan cute&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu nak masuk kelas dan mengajar&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu kerenah budak2 yang innocent&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu sekolah itu&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu zaman belajar&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu kawan2&lt;br /&gt;mesti akan rindu semuanya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, masa yang ada ni&lt;br /&gt;manfaatkan sebaik-baiknya&lt;br /&gt;terlintas nak buat apa, buat aje, jgn fikir lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLAH, syukurku atas nikmatMu yang tak pernah surut buat diriku&lt;br /&gt;selamatkan kami Ya ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;bahagiakan kami Ya ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;amankan kami Ya ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;berjayakan kami Ya ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;semoga termasuk dalam kalangan hambaMu yang tinggi darjatnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih ALLAH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2443610876751277130?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2443610876751277130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2443610876751277130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2443610876751277130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2443610876751277130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/08/tak-terucap-dengan-kata-kata.html' title='tak terucap dengan kata-kata'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-8208792900036119271</id><published>2010-08-30T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T00:37:32.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-;</title><content type='html'>i'm gonna miss the moments with my students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how times flies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very fast :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-8208792900036119271?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8208792900036119271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8208792900036119271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8208792900036119271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8208792900036119271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_30.html' title='-_-;'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-7697979956183861193</id><published>2010-08-25T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T01:05:36.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>menghilang seketika</title><content type='html'>dah lama tak menulis pasal budak2 kecik kat sekolah. &lt;br /&gt;nantilah, tak de masa lagi..&lt;br /&gt;well, i kan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"career woman"&lt;/span&gt;  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note the inverted comma there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaahhaha....lame sungguh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu perasaan nak menulis entri-entri yang ada filling (bukan feeling ye)&lt;br /&gt;pelik jugak, dulu2 masa menulis tu, dapat ilham dari mana eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, masa untuk berubah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-7697979956183861193?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/7697979956183861193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=7697979956183861193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/7697979956183861193'/><link rel='self' 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dugaan berlapar dan kena jaga nafsu, tapi yang penting dugaan nafsu amarah.&lt;br /&gt;inilah yang sebenar-benarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pernah terjumpa dalam satu blog ni,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"orang yang paling gagah perkasa diantara kamu semua ialah orang yang dapat mengalahkan nafsunya pada waktu marah dan orang yang tersabar adalah di antara kamu semua ialah orang yang suka memaafkan kesalahan orang lain padahal ia sebenarnya ada kuasa untuk membalasnya kembali "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku rasa aku bukan orang yang gagah(dlm konteks di atas)dan orang yang sabar.&lt;br /&gt;baru dah kena uji sikit dah macam-macam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tau kenapa semenjak dua menjak ni senang je nak terasa dengan benda kecik2. senang je rasa nak marah semua. aishh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak sungguh dugaan ALLAH beri pada aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku harap at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun will shine on me and i'll be happy again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2502281276858262233?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2502281276858262233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2502281276858262233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2502281276858262233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2502281276858262233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/08/of-ramadhan-and-patience.html' title='of Ramadhan and patience'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2274800130981395502</id><published>2010-08-22T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:40:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no string attached</title><content type='html'>nevermind, u've never been in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;then, u don't know how the feeling is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm sure, sooner or later,&lt;br /&gt;you'll feel the same later&lt;br /&gt;ALLAH kan adil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just let me be alone&lt;br /&gt;i'm a lone ranger&lt;br /&gt;just let me be cold&lt;br /&gt;i'm a stone cold&lt;br /&gt;just let me be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2274800130981395502?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2274800130981395502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2274800130981395502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2274800130981395502'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by,&lt;br /&gt;If you Smile through your pain and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through&lt;br /&gt;For you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glee cast-charlie chaplin *smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-3820243896835517833?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3820243896835517833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3820243896835517833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3820243896835517833'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;i am not a good friend&lt;br /&gt;nor that i am a good person&lt;br /&gt;i am not a good person&lt;br /&gt;nor that i am a perfect one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't judge me by what i did coz i might not turn out the person you used to think&lt;br /&gt;please don't judge me by what i said coz sometimes it is only a sign of my immaturity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't live on my own and with that, i need friends to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;i am not capable of living alone and because of that, i need friends to be there when i'm alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes i've hurt people all around me&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes my selfishness annoyed many people&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes my childish makes people hates me&lt;br /&gt;and i know that i am not perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that sometimes i can't afford to make people around me happy nor that i can offer them happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing that i know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying to be a better person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;befriends with me, will u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-8836050449295373604?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8836050449295373604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8836050449295373604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8836050449295373604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8836050449295373604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/friend-ship.html' title='friend-ship'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-891490574560036040</id><published>2010-07-27T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T03:09:14.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALLAH Maha Besar</title><content type='html'>came across this song and started to like it.&lt;br /&gt;been played the same song for over and over and over again since 10 pm just now and it's already 3 am :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, the lyrics are really inspiring and besttt  :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Segala yang ada dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Kusedari semua milikMu&lt;br /&gt;Ku hanya hambaMu yang berlumur dosa&lt;br /&gt;Tunjukkan aku jalan lurusMu&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menggapai SyurgaMu&lt;br /&gt;Terangiku dalam setiap langkah hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kerana…&lt;br /&gt;Kutahu…&lt;br /&gt;Hanya Engkau…&lt;br /&gt;Tuhanku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Allahu Akbar&lt;br /&gt;Allah Maha Besar&lt;br /&gt;Ku memujaMu di setiap waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hanyalah padaMu&lt;br /&gt;Tempatku berteduh&lt;br /&gt;Memohon redha dan ampunanMu&lt;br /&gt;Tunjukkan aku jalan lurusMu&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menggapai SyurgaMu&lt;br /&gt;Terangiku dalam setiap langkah hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited from ungu-surgaMu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-891490574560036040?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/891490574560036040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=891490574560036040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/891490574560036040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/891490574560036040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/allah-maha-besar.html' title='ALLAH Maha Besar'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-5549158409979758318</id><published>2010-07-25T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T00:53:57.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~~Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andre maurois&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-5549158409979758318?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1516549486016639995</id><published>2010-07-19T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:38:19.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jadi cikgu kena banyak sabar</title><content type='html'>petang tadi masuk kelas 3 cempaka, aku sempat adakan "heart to heart" talk sekejap.&lt;br /&gt;aku bagitahu mereka yang apabila aku membebel bukan bermaksud aku tak suka &lt;br /&gt;dan apabila aku marah, tak bermaksud aku benci. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"saya sayang kamu, sebab tu saya marah"&lt;br /&gt;"sebab saya nak bagi kamu pandai dan jadi orang yang berguna"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"saya sayang kamu, sebab tu saya membebel"&lt;br /&gt;"mcm mak kamu juga, dia membebel sebab dia sayang kamu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"kamu sayang saya tak?"&lt;br /&gt;"sayaaaannnnnngggggggg"&lt;br /&gt;sejuk hati dengar murid2 kata mcm tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"kalau kamu sayang saya, kamu boleh tolong saya tak?"&lt;br /&gt;"boleh"&lt;br /&gt;"boleh"&lt;br /&gt;"boleh"&lt;br /&gt;"tolong apa cikgu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"boleh tak kalau saya masuk kelas, kamu behave dan tak nakal2, jangan kacau kawan semua?"&lt;br /&gt;"boleeeeeeehhhhhhh cikgu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasa sayu sangat bilamana murid2 beri reaksi yang positif macam tu.&lt;br /&gt;rasa berbaloi aku tidur lewat malam untuk siapkan lesson plan&lt;br /&gt;rasa berbaloi aku habiskan sejumlah wang untuk belikan barang2 untuk murid-murid&lt;br /&gt;serius, rasa berbaloi sangat2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasanya inilah kepuasan seorang guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ada 2 orang pelajar yang nakal. bukan nakal, agak tidak bekerjasama di dalam kelas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idris. aduh, budak ni sangatlah aktif dalam kelas. tak boleh duduk diam walaupun untuk seminit. mesti nak usik kawan, mesti nak jalan2 dalam kelas, mesti nak sembang2 dengan kawan. &lt;br /&gt;tapi, kalau disuruh jawab soalan atau beri jawapan, pasti dia akan tunduk kepala dia. rapat-rapat ke bawah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi, bila aku cakap baik-baik dengannya. dia angguk dan semyum. betul2 angguk. sebab dia selalu angguk sambil gelak-gelak, aku anggap anggukan tu tanda main-main. tapi tadi, aku tahu anggukan tu ikhlas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorang lagi, shahrizuan. nakal tapi nakal yang bermakna. dia mahukan perhatian aku rupanya. aku tak pernah sedar masa minggu awal di sekolah tu, bila dah beberapa hari di situ, di kelas tu, barulah aku tahu, dia nakal yang bermakna.&lt;br /&gt;dia selalu saja tak bawa buku, dan selalu saja sorokkan kotak pensil kawan. bila aku pergi pada dia dan tanya elok2, dia mcm suka aku beri perhatian padanya. dan dia willingly akan buat apa yang aku suruh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petang tadi, aku terjumpa dia dan aku bagitahu dia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"shahrizuan, cikgu nak minta tolong boleh tak?&lt;br /&gt;"tolong? tolong apa cikgu? boleh boleh?&lt;br /&gt;"esok kamu janganlah nakal dalam kelas. esok cikgu liyana nak tengok saya ajar kamu, kalau kamu nakal2, nanti habislah saya. jadi, esok kamu janganlah nakal dan usik kawan kamu. boleh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia senyum. angguk banyak kali tanda setuju.&lt;br /&gt;aku pegang bahunya, supaya anggukan itu lebih ikhlas lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam ni lah jadi cikgu. kena sabar hadapi kerenah budak2 yang macam-macam. &lt;br /&gt;tapi, inilah jalan yang aku pilih.&lt;br /&gt;insyaALLAH aku boleh lakukannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: aku rasa nak menangis je bila teringat balik T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-1516549486016639995?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1516549486016639995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1516549486016639995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1516549486016639995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1516549486016639995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/jadi-cikgu-kena-banyak-sabar.html' title='jadi cikgu kena banyak sabar'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2999028627556420224</id><published>2010-07-15T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T02:45:54.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teaching practice lagi :P</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only ALLAH knows how exhausted i am today! although there's only one period lesson and no relief classes, but still the feeling of tired is there. i don't know whether it is the feeling itself which made me very tired throughout the day or the fact that it is only my childish mind. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day was definitely giving me a whole lot new experience of being a teacher. apart from delivering the lesson, i think the utmost important things that a teacher should master at is how to control the class and how to attract them towards the teaching in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, would be my second day of meeting my students&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[which would be happily taught by me :P so sarcastic]&lt;/span&gt; and yet the feeling of nervous was still there!! OH MY! why i need to feel nervous when they are only standard 3 students whose mature level is lower than me? yeah, i have answers for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, the school that i got was very good in terms of the student's proficiency. even the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;penyelia petang&lt;/span&gt; already told both of us that most of the students are from english speaking family,meaning that our language level should be up to their standard lah! if not, they will only makes fun to both of us. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;aiyohhh...this really gave me headache&lt;/span&gt;. with my not-so-good communication skills and my quite clumsy attitude, i could really-really feel the burden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what made me felt a bit down was when one of the students &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"sound"&lt;/span&gt; me with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"teacher, you are wasting our time la"&lt;/span&gt; when i didn't manage to finish up the sentences which i want them to do as their homework. i was like !!!!!!$#%@%#^$%&amp;*^&amp;*^*@#!#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[only ALLAH knows how i feel inside]&lt;/span&gt;, but luckily a question from a student able to make me feel a bit consoled. if not, i might ended up doing something i cannot imagine for that time being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in that class makes me remember the feeling of me being interviewed by 37 peoples whose eyes would never leave my face even for a second! which of course made me lagi nervous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i'm complaining about the school or what, but i guess this is the reality that i have to face. and i would say that this would definitely be priceless experience for me since i didn't know where i am going to be posted soon. so, just bear and adapt yourself with the environment. don't let the situation overruled you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a good side, i'm able to show them my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"garang"&lt;/span&gt; face which i myself find it a bit fake but it's ok since i got them controlled in my hand! muahahahahah...they are slightly afraid of me when i show that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"garang"&lt;/span&gt; face and thus, half of the work is done! ALHAMDULILLAH :)&lt;br /&gt;maybe after this, step by step, i'll start to show them the true me----&gt; the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"lembut"&lt;/span&gt; one, the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"baik"&lt;/span&gt; one and the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"tak kisah"&lt;/span&gt; one, the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"sporting"&lt;/span&gt; one...heheheh :PPPPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[tadipun ade students ajak main kuiz, hampir2 saja mahu ikut kata mereka tapi bila memikirkan 2 minggu terawal ni tak boleh main sangat dengan mereka an perlu menunjukkan muka garang dan serius, jadi saya pasrah sahaja]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, got to go,&lt;br /&gt;loads and loads of work are wait for me very patiently &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[cemburu la tu saya boleh break sekejap from work :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2999028627556420224?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2999028627556420224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2999028627556420224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2999028627556420224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2999028627556420224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/teaching-practice-lagi-p.html' title='teaching practice lagi :P'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-9081184681551013512</id><published>2010-07-13T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:37:45.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day at school: the verdict</title><content type='html'>PENAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aduish, ini bukan lagi jadi cikgu as in real lagi ni, baru je praktikum, aku dah hampir2 nak angkat bendera putih. sabar ye hatiku, lagi beberapa bulan saje lagi, lepas tu MERDEKAAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, it was not that i don't like being at the school or the fact that i don't like to teach, but i guess the exhausted part is the most unbearable for me. it was very tiring having to control a bunch of active homosapiens&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[let me just call them this, can ah? their enery level is higher that human, you know :P]&lt;/span&gt; especially when it involved lower primary school kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really thanked ALLAH for He made it quite easy for me since i got year 3 students to teach English, if not, i'm deadddddddddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, i'm quite happy with myself since i'm able to show my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"garang"&lt;/span&gt; face when i'm with them although there were some jokes cracked by them which almost made me want to burst into laugh! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[aiyoh, cannot tahan la].&lt;/span&gt; just like what the GPK had told us, don't ever show ur &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"lembut"&lt;/span&gt;ness or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"baik"&lt;/span&gt;ness in front of them especially during 1st and 2nd week, if not they'll bully u! first impression is the utmost important. after that, slowly u'll be able to control anc tackle them step by step. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, I WILL DEFINITELY FOLLOW THAT, PUAN! muahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing which makes me almost got the shock of the day is when they asked me whether i have facebook account! i was like, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ya ALLAH, they are really 21st century kids la!  so advanced with technology&lt;/span&gt;. but, i ended up asking them to googled my name and search if by themselves, if they're able to find it, then just add me &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[tapi belum tentu lagi sya nak approve la kot, for this time being ..hehe :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeyh, just bear with my practicum story ye my dear readers&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[bajet mcm ramai org bace "P]&lt;/span&gt;, ini je yg terdaya untuk dicoretkan buat masa ni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, i guess i need to continue with my work. need to finish it quick!&lt;br /&gt;tak boleh procrastinate lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: baru hari kedua dah rasa upside down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-9081184681551013512?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/9081184681551013512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=9081184681551013512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/9081184681551013512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/9081184681551013512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/2nd-day-at-school-verdict.html' title='2nd day at school: the verdict'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-2477102600797857696</id><published>2010-07-13T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:50:30.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good evening teacher illi! :P</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the title says it all. so, just bear with me if i only brag about how my first day at school was. i know it might sound boring to some of you. heh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to describe the feeling upon being greeted &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[the one which i put as the title]&lt;/span&gt;by the students form the class which i happened to observed today. i guess it was a mixture of different feelings &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[can't believe that i'm gonna be a teacher soon, yesss sooonerrrr :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will still keep on praying hard that my practicum will be a great start for me as a teacher. AMEEN. INSYAALLAH :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari pertama di sekolah, walaupun penat tapi rasanya aku suka kot perasaan penat macam ni. lebih pada perasaan puas lah. kenapa? entahlah, indescribable lah benda-benda macam ni...hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first impression tu sangat penting dan kadang2 aku rasa aku tersilap menilai certain things. the same goes to the school. mungkin aku rasakan tekanan high expectation dari pihak sekolah and thus, bring myself a bit down. but, selagi kita tak kenal, selagi tu kita tak akan cinta. so, get to know it first before simply making any assumptions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cikgu2 sangat ok dan friendly dan baik dan helpful dan understanding. GB sangat bermotivasi&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[kaunselor katakan]&lt;/span&gt;. penyelia petang dah selamat ditackle hatinya setelah kitorang set quite a good record for her. penolong kanan yang baik dan friendly. overall, a very condusive working environment. insyaALLAH sentiasa bersangka baik dengan ALLAH dan orang2 sekeliling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, nak sambung buat lesson plan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[curi msa sebentar]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: hoping for a BETTER tomorrow ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-2477102600797857696?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/2477102600797857696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=2477102600797857696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2477102600797857696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/2477102600797857696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-evening-teacher-illi-p.html' title='good evening teacher illi! :P'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-5563268726753959094</id><published>2010-07-12T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T00:35:37.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the real meaning of friendship</title><content type='html'>Sometimes in our lives&lt;br /&gt;We all have pain&lt;br /&gt;We all have sorrow&lt;br /&gt;But if we are wise&lt;br /&gt;We know that there's always tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lean on me!&lt;br /&gt;when you're not strong&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be your friend&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you carry on&lt;br /&gt;for it won't be long&lt;br /&gt;'till I'm gonna need&lt;br /&gt;somebody to lean on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;br /&gt;there is a load! &lt;br /&gt;you have to bare &lt;br /&gt;that you can't carry&lt;br /&gt;I'm right up the road&lt;br /&gt;I'll share your load&lt;br /&gt;if you just call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me if you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Call me any time of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from the lyrics &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"lean on me"&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"glee cast"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really mean it, friends!&lt;br /&gt;just LEAN ON ME :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-5563268726753959094?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/5563268726753959094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=5563268726753959094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/5563268726753959094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/5563268726753959094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/real-meaning-of-friendship.html' title='the real meaning of friendship'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-4863805082678387359</id><published>2010-07-12T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T00:20:58.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>praktikal ke praktikum?</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today will be my first day of practical in school and i'm quite nervous bout dat. well, i guess it's a common thing among all the cohort 4 comrades. heh~ honestly, i don't know what to expect and i just hope for the best! AMEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell the truth, i am not really happy with my practical, on certain reasons&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[just let me keep it to myself]&lt;/span&gt; but i guess ALLAH knows all. there must be reasons why He gave me this trial and i just want to accept anything that He gave to me. i'm positive that at the end of the day, i will see what is the "thing" He want me to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha...guess what, i got the afternoon session school and i bet the experience would be really different from what i have before. i've never been to school with 2 sessions nor i've ever experienced it. well, just wait and see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, &lt;br /&gt;got to go and till then, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;p/s: semua kawan2 saya sudah tido kerana mereka mahu bangun awal untuk ke sekolah esok pagi, tetapi saya masih menghadap lappy kerana saya sekolah petang T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-4863805082678387359?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/4863805082678387359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=4863805082678387359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4863805082678387359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/4863805082678387359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/praktikal-ke-praktikum.html' title='praktikal ke praktikum?'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-6341445631906212795</id><published>2010-07-04T01:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:37:46.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i ain't perfect</title><content type='html'>i'm not perfect nor that i'm kind&lt;br /&gt;some people will hate me just because i'm me &lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, i hate myself too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have the reason why i am saying all these craps(or maybe this isn't a crap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel alone right now and spill myself here comforts me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the use of blog which i favor the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotions breakdown :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that, i am truly sorry T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-6341445631906212795?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/6341445631906212795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=6341445631906212795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6341445631906212795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/6341445631906212795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-aint-perfect.html' title='i ain&apos;t perfect'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3509907322772390629</id><published>2010-07-03T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:41:15.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasanya semenjak 2 menjak ni life just doesn't mean for me. entahlah .aku tak tau sebab apa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-3509907322772390629?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3509907322772390629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3509907322772390629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3509907322772390629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3509907322772390629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-3870040654982575758</id><published>2010-07-01T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:30:10.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all praise is due to ALLAH :)</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah lama jugak rasanya tak update blog ni, sejak last aku berblogging di rumah. sedihnya rasa tinggalkan umah T_T;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[bukan apa, bila duduk KL sorang2 ni, rasa cm pilu+sayu+sedih, kdg2 rasa mcm keseorangan je dekat tempat org, family jauh dah, kawan2 jelah yang ada]&lt;br /&gt;[tambah sedih lagi bila teringat dekat umah, ada mak ayah, adik bradik kita, semuanyalah]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu belum pergi oversea lagi tu, kalao pegi&lt;em&gt;[moga2 satu hari nanti tercapai]&lt;/em&gt; mcm manalah gamaknya keadaan aku?? hmmmm....alamatnya mati sebab rindu kot :P&lt;br /&gt;aduihhh...takpalah, kalau tak, bila masa pulak orang kata pergi berjihad untuk belajar, ye dak?tengah sedapkan ati sendiri sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, back to topic2 yg tak bosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owyeah, hari ni ada briefing pasal teaching practice.yang akan berjalan mulai dari 12 julai sampai 1 oktober 2010. dan segala teka-teki yang bermain-main di minda kitorang akhirnya terjawab sudah! dapat sekolah mana dan siapa supervisor pun dah diketahui. berdebar jugaklah sebelum boleh nak tahu sekolah tu. kecut perut, bukan apa, takut2 dapat sekolah yang agak jauh dari rumah dan supervisor yang mcm garang skit, aduishh mcm mana nak tahan selama 3 bulan+++ tu? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tpi ALHAMDULILLAH syukur nikmat,sekolah yang aku dapat tu dekat jugak dengan rumah, kira2 15 minit perjalanan dan ALHAMDULILLAH sekali lagi sebab supervisor aku pun ok. syukur sangat2 YA ALLAH, atas kurniaanMu! tak dapat nak kata apa lagi. i just hope for the best, at least, for this time being. pegang pada apa yang ma selalu cakap, &lt;em&gt;"think positive "&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesian jugak dekat kawan2 aku yang dapat sekolah jauh dari rumah, tapi apakan daya, terpaksalah terima apa2 jua keputusan yang telah dibuat. takpalah kawan2 ku sekalian, &lt;em&gt;"be positive"&lt;/em&gt; k. just leave it to ALLAH, may He grant u with ease! ameen :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekejap saje masa berlalu rasanya, tambah2 bila dah bergelar final year student ni. maybe aku agak jauh terkebelakang skit kalau nak dibandingkan dengan kawan2 aku yang lain, semuanya bakal bergelar graduan dan hanya tunggu konvo sja dan ade jugak yang dah masuk alam pekerjaan. yelah, maunya tak lama, 6 tahun kot belajar nak jadi cikgu, tu pun, kalau dulu2 masa zaman tak tahu apa2 lagi, &lt;em&gt;"alah, cikgu je". &lt;/em&gt; hehehe...huishhh...lama tu memang lah lama, tapi bila difikir-fikir balik, takpalah, at least dah diguarantee dengan kerja dan tak payah fikir2 nak bayar duit PTPTN ke apa ke, cuma peru bersabar setahun je lagi sementara nak tunggu habis, takut pulak lepas ni malas nak kerja, sebab still nak duduk dalam alam belajar dan bergelar student. bukan apa, tak puas lagi dimanja2kan..hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, nak out dulu ye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, &lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-3870040654982575758?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/3870040654982575758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=3870040654982575758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3870040654982575758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/3870040654982575758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-praise-is-due-to-allah.html' title='all praise is due to ALLAH :)'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-9129073278587336367</id><published>2010-06-25T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T18:15:13.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hakuna matata</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've heard about these two words for quite sometimes and it appeared again in my mind just now that i googled to find what's the meaning of it. and surprisingly, i found this song by elton john for the movie THE LION KING. i'm not a fan of cartoons actually[except for when i was young], but i like listening to this song. it's short and sweet  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since it was quite sometime that i didn't share any lyrics in the blog, thus i present you "HAKUNA MATATA". ohh! by the way, these 2 words from Swahili means "no worries for the rest of your days", and it seems like they suits me well, at this certain point  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze&lt;br /&gt;It means no worries for the rest of your days&lt;br /&gt;It's our problem-free philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It's our motto!&lt;br /&gt;What's a motto?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. What's a-motto with you?&lt;br /&gt;Those two words will solve all your problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Take Pumbaa here&lt;br /&gt;Why, when he was a young warthog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was a young wart hog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very nice&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal&lt;br /&gt;He could clear the savannah after every meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sensitive soul though I seem thick-skinned&lt;br /&gt;And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind&lt;br /&gt;And oh, the shame  &lt;em&gt;He was ashamed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of changin' my name &lt;em&gt;What's in a name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got downhearted  &lt;em&gt;How did ya feel?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime that I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey! Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze&lt;br /&gt;It means no worries for the rest of your days&lt;br /&gt;It's our problem-free philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata! Hakuna--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means no worries for the rest of your days&lt;br /&gt;It's our problem-free philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say "Hakuna"&lt;br /&gt;I say "Matata"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;i used to watch this story once, but unfortunately i don't remember when was it, and i've forgot the storyline too! :(&lt;br /&gt;and i guess, i need to find it nad watch it all over again, so that the meaning of the song used in this particular scene would not obscure me..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-9129073278587336367?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/9129073278587336367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=9129073278587336367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/9129073278587336367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/9129073278587336367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/06/hakuna-matata.html' title='hakuna matata'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-1172879607723127471</id><published>2010-06-25T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:45:25.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keluarga: part 3</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni aku rasa mcm seronok pulak dengar@ingat balik kisah2 zaman dulu2, tak kisahla cerita ma atau pa, ataupun cerita kami 5 orang adik beradik. entahlah, rasa mcm rindu nak balik zaman dulu2, nak gaduh2 mcm dulu2...hehehehe...betullah orang kata, &lt;em&gt;masa kecik gaduh2 dulu, nanti dah besar, hubungan akan jadi rapat n erat&lt;/em&gt;. aku pun tak tahu betul ke tak, orng kata :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ingat lagi masa kecik2 dulu, oleh sebab jarak umur kami adik beradik tak jauh mana, kalau ma pergi mana2 tu, panjanglah barisan di belakang dia. mcm train pun ada..hehe...mana taknya, sorang pergi, semua nak ikut. cnth, kalau pergi bank nak buat apa2, tunggu giliran, pastu bila nama ma dipanggil sorang, akan habis semua anak2 nak ikut pergi jugak, yang besar ke yang kecik pun nak tgk jugak kerani bank tu buat apa dekat ma...tinggi pun, jinjatlah kaki tu! kadang2 sampai bergaduh sebab semua berebut nak duduk dekat ma, supaya nampak jelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, ingat lagi, kalau pergi koperasi perwaja&lt;em&gt;[koperasi ni khas untuk kakitangan perwaja, die tak yah byr sebab dia akan potong duit rebat atau gaji pekerja, so tak perlu bwk duit]&lt;/em&gt;apalagi, kitorang akan amik 2 troli, satu untuk ma letak barang keperluan rumah@groceries dan satu lagi untuk kami adik bradik, bukan apa, nak letak barang2 yang kami nak beli, sebab kalau letak sekali dengan ma, nanti penuh troli, pastu takut jugak kalau2 ma jeling barang2 yang kita ambil..heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesudahannya, banyaklah barang2 tak sepatutnya ada dlm list, dibeli. dulu, amik je nak yang mana, letak dalam troli...kalau tak bagi amik, nanti merajuk. tapi, dulu2 barang2 murah2 dan yang kami amik pun kecik2 jugak, zaman dedolu kan budak kecik lagi, brg2 pun kecik2 la :P jadi ma tak marah mana sangat pun.&lt;br /&gt;stationery tu dari sekecil2 pemadam sampai ke sebesar2 buku, akan dimasukkan dlm troli, pantang jumpa yang comel dan cantik, huh! terus rembat. almaklumlah, bukan keluar duit sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kalau makanan tu, tak payah katalah, beli mcm stok nak simpan untuk musim kebuluran..punyalah banyak, padahal semua perempuan je, tapi perut mengalahkan saiz budak laki! dan bila sorang beli, maksudnya kena beli untuk semualah! alasan kalau ma tak bagi beli,&lt;em&gt; ma tak sayanglah, ma pilih kasihlah&lt;/em&gt;...hahahah...mcm2 kerenah dulu2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yang paling aku ingat, time nak bayr&lt;em&gt;[dia akan jumlahkan semua harga berapa untuk nak tolak dari gaji pa]&lt;/em&gt; tu semua orang pakat lari...bukan apa, malu beb! orang lain tengok2 je, pastu senyum2...heheh...&lt;br /&gt;tambah kalau ada orang ramai beratur belakang, hah! lagilah malu tgk akak tu dok scan harga satu satu...segan sebab beli banyak satu, bila tgok dorang beli satu atau dua barang je dan satu lagi segan sebab kitorang membeli mcm nak pergi berperang atau ibarat rumah dalam hutan dan jarang pergi bandar :P :P :P heheheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma pulak, oleh sebab kami adik beradik kecik2 lagi masa tu, in fact adik2 aku masih lagi pakai pampers n minum susu, dia akan borong pampers n susu banyak2. kalau kat bilik stor tu, memang penuhlah dengan stok2 pampers nawal n mahasin. dan kat jemuran tu tak sah kalau takde lampin atau baju budak kecik! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau dulu jugak, nak pergi mana2 mesti kena ajak semua, yelah semuanya kecik2 lagi, nak tinggal kat rumah takut2 nanti ada apa2 benda terjadi pulak, jadinya angkutlah kami kelima2 beradik dalam kereta. mujur masa tu kecik2 lagi, dan mahasin duduk dengan ma kat depan, jadi muatlah semua orang pergi :)masa tu masa "kegemilangan perwaja" lagi...masa &lt;em&gt;eric chia &lt;/em&gt;jadi big boss, pekerja2 akan diberi kereta dan handset sorang satu. dan masa tu, pa dapat kereta company, &lt;em&gt;proton iswara &lt;/em&gt;putih plat number &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WDA 9540&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...heheh&lt;em&gt;[ingat lagi aku]&lt;/em&gt; zaman dulu2, kalau ada handset tu dah dikira hebatlah! sampaikan handset yang pa dapat dari company, agak besar jugak jenama &lt;em&gt;motorola&lt;/em&gt;, aku pun tak berani pegang, sebab takut rosak  :P :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rumah kitorang memang bersepah! sangat. dinding kat rumah tu penuh dengan contengan, tapi oleh sebab masa tu kecik lagi, jadi contengan tu setakat ketinggian kami je lah! taklah sampai atas..hehehe....pastu pastu kalau kawan pa mai dekat umah , malu jugak sebab tak proper sangat keadaan dalam rumah. in fact, kerusi duduk pun tak ada. anak2 kecik lagi, tak sesuai sangat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! banyaknya cerita2 lama yang aku kenangkan kat sini. nantilah pulak sambung part lain..hehe...banyak lagi benda nak kongsi ni, tpi lain kali je lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-1172879607723127471?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/1172879607723127471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=1172879607723127471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1172879607723127471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/1172879607723127471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/06/keluarga-part-3.html' title='keluarga: part 3'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423670182166400753.post-8576974366913127326</id><published>2010-06-24T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:42:26.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tak tahu nak letak tajuk apa</title><content type='html'>salam and hi to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuti dah semakin ke penghujungnya. dan &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt; sem baru ni, akan &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt;lah praktikum aku. sedar tak sedar, dah jadi &lt;em&gt;final year student &lt;/em&gt;dah pun..huh! cepat sangat masa berlalu. dan umur pun dah meningkat naik, syukur aku jadi semakin matang. harap2  takdelah perangai &lt;em&gt;childish&lt;/em&gt; lagi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berdebar2 jugak rasanya nak bukak sem baru ni, sebab kena pergi sekolah. bukan apa, aku takut tak boleh sesuaikan diri di sekolah nanti. tapi, apa2 pun, mcm ma kata &lt;em&gt;"tawakal saje". &lt;/em&gt;insyaALLAH Dia permudahkan urusan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mental aku kena kuat, sebab bukan senang nak hadapi cabaran2 baru kat sekolah nanti. lain orang, lain ragamnya, lain sekolah, lain caranya. dan kalau boleh, aku nak jadikan tempoh 3 bulan++ ni satu tempoh yang seronok dan tak akan dilupakan. harap2 nanti aku akan sentiasa je rasa nak pergi sekolah, sebab tu lah perkara penting kena buat adalah BINA HUBUNGAN BAIK DENGAN PIHAK PENTADBIRAN~~~semualah---&gt; guru besar, cikgu cikgi, kerani, ofisboi, mak cik cleaner, mak cik kantin, pak guard etc..bak kata ma &lt;em&gt;"buat baik dengan semua, bukan setakat cikgu2 saje, yang kakitangan bawah pun jgn dilupa, sebab nanti bila2 kita akan minta tolong dorang jugak".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok, ma. na akan ingat ni..huhuh  :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biasalah mula2 ni, mungkin akan rasa &lt;em&gt;a bit awkward &lt;/em&gt;skit tapi insyaALLAH lama2 tu bolehlah. harap2 YA ALLAH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pun tak tahulah samaada cuti aku kali ni betul2 bermakna atau tak. sebabnya apa yang aku cadang nak buat awal2 dulu tu, mcm tak jadi je :(&lt;br /&gt;semuanya hangat hangat tahi kucing je..hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in fact&lt;/em&gt;, banyak lagi kot novel2 aku beli yang belum sempat dibaca. bukan apa, sekarang ni momentum nak &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt; baca tu mcm lambat skit je. yelah, sekejap2 keluar, sekejap2 keluar, kalau tak pun bersembang...huhuhuhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tpi bila lagi nak dapat peluang mcm ni kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;, sementara ada masa ni, kita sembang puas2...wakakakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, rasanya aku nak &lt;em&gt;pen down &lt;/em&gt;stakat ni dulu.&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam and bye bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423670182166400753-8576974366913127326?l=blusclus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/feeds/8576974366913127326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423670182166400753&amp;postID=8576974366913127326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8576974366913127326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423670182166400753/posts/default/8576974366913127326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blusclus.blogspot.com/2010/06/tak-tahu-nak-letak-tajuk-apa.html' title='tak tahu nak letak tajuk apa'/><author><name>illiii illina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14244832851813685882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9LDsKmVwko/Sda1eglxbOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QofCVE4NnGE/S220/cartoon_boy_and_girl_in_love_fun_valentine_poster-p228082112682893070vsu7_325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
