<?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-7116971001161420595</id><updated>2012-01-30T17:38:48.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAN FAIZATUL SHIMA DIGITAL SPACE</title><subtitle type='html'>My Words.. My Expressions..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6880100425585297462</id><published>2009-08-02T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:05:27.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku rindukan saat-saat itu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dah genap sebulan aku tinggalkan blog nih.. ramai yang dah komplen kenapa aku tak update. Actually bukannya aku dah hilang skill nak menulis, cuma kebelakangan ini aku agak sibuk yang membuatkan aku tidak ada masa. Walaupun kerja aku ni hari2 almost all time aku akan mengadap PC, tapi I understand it will take some time to update my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam aku ke Konsert Penghargaan SEARCH 'di awan biru' di Bukit Kiara. Umat manusia terlalu ramai sampai takdek tempat nak parking. Mujurlah opis aku berdekatan jadi aku gunalah kemudahan sebagai staf untuk meletak kete aku he he~.. habis tegang urat kaki aku nih berdiri 4 jam pastu panjat Bukit Kiara nak amik kete. Harini pun aku ponteng kelas tekwondo sebab letih belum hilang.. Rock punya pasal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bukanlah konsert yang aku nak ceritakan di sini. Sebenarnya aku nak bercerita mengenai zaman aku kanak-kanak dulu. Aku, epit dan anua memang rapat.. yelah.. kitorang ni bukannya suka main kat luar rumah mak, pergi sekolah, balik sekolah, kitorang akan dok kat umah. Masa dok kat Kem Penrissen dulu, umah kat tingkat 3, so most of the time kitorang spend dalam umah ajela.. menyanyi sama-sama, tengok TV, main tulis2, gaduh.. he he.. masa tu manalah ada PSP atau Internet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tak banyak yang aku masih ingat .. maklumlah dah tua.. tapi yang aku tau masa tu, pergi sekolah naik trak askar. Pernah aku tersalah naik trak, then bila aku tengok dia lalu route lain, aku dah panic, dan nangis,, nasib baik aku ingat jalan balik umah so pakcik trak tu hantar.. isk isk serik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epit masa kecik memang garang, tapi one thing about her, she is very protactive.. sampai aku pergi tadika pun ikut aku he he.. dalam trak kalau ada orang kacau, mesti dia akan marah.. he he.. I love U sis..sebab tu sampai skang ni dia protect anak dia habis2 an.. he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anua pulak suka main pretend jadi askar dengan senapang mainan dia.. 'orang BAKAT naik, orang BAKAT naik, orang BAKAT turun.. he he sebab depan umah kami masa tu ada BAKAT. Satu lagi kalau mak dan abah nak pergi menghadiri apa-apa function, mesti mak ngan abah akan pretend kata nak pergi melawat orang sakit. he he..aku pun heran.. kenapa pi melawat orang eksiden tapi mak ngan abah pakai cantik2?? Skang ni barulah aku faham.. taknak kasik kitorang ikut la tuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tinggalla kitorang 3 beradik kat umah dengan kak miah.. masa tu mana ada bibik macam skang nih.. bila pindah Selayang, keluarga kami bertambah lagi.. menjadikan jumlah adik aku ada 6 orang hehe.. macam-macam peel.. tapi semuanya meninggalkan kenangan manis dalam hidup aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish apa yang aku tulis ni.. dah merapu.. hanya taip apa yang terlintas di kepala aku jer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni, semua adik2 aku dah besar panjang.. semua dah habis belajar.. semua dah bergelar graduan.. yang dah kawin of course la bawa diri masing2.. sesekali bila jumpa, walaupun tak terucap dengan kata2.. dapat jugak melepaskan rindu aku dengan adik2 aku .. maklumlah, kami 7 beradik bukan senang nak berjumpa.. hari raya yang bakal menjelang ni pun, belum tentu lagi kami dapat bersama.. gurau senda, gelak ketawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh.. aku rindukan saat-saat itu..&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/7116971001161420595-6880100425585297462?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6880100425585297462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6880100425585297462' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6880100425585297462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6880100425585297462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/08/aku-rindukan-saat-saat-itu.html' title='aku rindukan saat-saat itu..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3132902417914972773</id><published>2009-07-03T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:04:57.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kenapa susah sangat nak makan bawang?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sk3_duzWpWI/AAAAAAAABVA/VtOyRIda2_4/s1600-h/shallot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sk3_duzWpWI/AAAAAAAABVA/VtOyRIda2_4/s400/shallot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354216418258101602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawang merah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sk3_dOLB4XI/AAAAAAAABUw/gSnBfeUsUSQ/s1600-h/bawang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sk3_dOLB4XI/AAAAAAAABUw/gSnBfeUsUSQ/s400/bawang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354216409499033970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pengasingan bawang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Teringat aku semasa kecil dulu kalau makan masakan emak yang paling aku letih sekali kalau dalam lauk tu ada bawang. Jenuhla aku mengasingkan bawang tu dari nasik goreng ke mee goreng ke sebab rasa bawang memang tak sedap. Sampai mak selalu cakap.. 'alah.. bukannya mati pun kalau makan bawang tu..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampai aku dah besar panjang masuk Universiti pun aku masih lagi tak suka bawang. Aku masih ingat ada kawan aku sorang ni pergi kedai tomyam siap pesan lagi kat waiter tu.. 'kasi saya tomyam udang yer bukan tomyam bawang' he he.. punyalah tak sukanya dengan bawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masa berlalu begitu pantas.. sekarang ni anak aku pulak yang anti bawang. Apa saja yang aku masak, kalau ada bawang mesti kerja-kerja pengasingan perlu dilakukan terlebih dulu. Letih aku. Jangan kata bawang, sayur keret yang dah dimayang halus pun kena reject tepi pinggan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekarang ni giliran aku pulak  yang cakap.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'apa salahnya makan bawang.'.&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bukannya ada rasa apa2 pun'&lt;/span&gt;..'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawang and carrot kan healthy food'&lt;/span&gt;.. '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawang and bayam give us energy&lt;/span&gt;.'. dan macam2 lagilah untuk convince anak2 aku supaya telan aje bawang dan sayur tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Sebenarnya peel kita manusia ni sama aje masa kita kecik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-3132902417914972773?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3132902417914972773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3132902417914972773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3132902417914972773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3132902417914972773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/07/kenapa-susah-sangat-nak-makan-bawang.html' title='kenapa susah sangat nak makan bawang?'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sk3_duzWpWI/AAAAAAAABVA/VtOyRIda2_4/s72-c/shallot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4365151596249462342</id><published>2009-07-01T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:04:38.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what would this world be without friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebenarnya 2-3 hari ni aku tak berapa sihat, tekak pun sakit then ada headache. Tapi sebab aku teramatlah bosan menyebabkan aku mengambil keputusan untuk apdet blog aku yang dah lama sangat bersawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Skr1z2ZfVSI/AAAAAAAABUo/iPX4exTAwrQ/s1600-h/children+in+playground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Skr1z2ZfVSI/AAAAAAAABUo/iPX4exTAwrQ/s400/children+in+playground.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353361378207814946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I got an email from a friend. She told me it was raining so heavily in her country lately and that makes her remember her childhood time. She said rainy days always remembering her of all earlier days where she used to go out walking under the rain and play with some friends regardless of all those flu, and fever that might caught her later. She loves to smell the grassland and wet soil after the rainy days. Making stuff with lego, playing at backyards, climbing trees to pluck fruits, walking at the parks and all those childhood activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reading her email made my mind flew back when I was little, playing teng teng, main getah, konda kondi, batu seremban (especially during fasting month). Those are Malaysian origin childhood-playtime activities. I have also very fond memories of us riding bicycle together with close friends. We laughed, shared happy moments and sad time not to mentioned those bad times when we had fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... what would this world be without friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-4365151596249462342?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4365151596249462342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4365151596249462342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4365151596249462342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4365151596249462342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-would-this-world-be-without.html' title='what would this world be without friends?'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Skr1z2ZfVSI/AAAAAAAABUo/iPX4exTAwrQ/s72-c/children+in+playground.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5103390825419672321</id><published>2009-06-26T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:58:20.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicitaciones Hannah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkRgX6ArtNI/AAAAAAAABUA/tWCuj88N0HY/s1600-h/nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkRgX6ArtNI/AAAAAAAABUA/tWCuj88N0HY/s400/nana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351508221048370386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It is nearly 2 months after the surgery. Hannah is presuming to be recovering each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;Yesterday was the Hannah Parents Teachers Day in School. As earlier as 8.30 am I was already in the school discussing with the class teacher about her performance during the preceding mid year exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Alhamdulillah, Hannah is showing improvement in her study. Not to say that examination is the measurement of the achievement, but the overall the result is quite ok. I am happy and I hope this will be a new start. I am so thankful as I could see positively progression of Hannah learning and examination performance. Hannah scored A in her English and Science, B in her Mathematics and Islamic Studies and unfortunately C in Bahasa Melayu. The teacher provides a few recommendations such as to expose her to read more newspaper articles or storybooks in order to improve her skill in sentences construction in Bahasa Melayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I never hope or dream Hannah could be a Prime Minister or to achieve any higher level position in the country. I only want my girl to get the best for her. As a mother, providing the children with whatever gadgets and materials they want is not obligatory. But how I can help GUIDING them to obtain the best education in their life is my priority. Helping them to discover this world and also providing them with advises as they need along the way is much more important rather then forcing them to do things that they don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I will do whatever it takes to ensure the betterment of my children. I want them to be proud of their mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkQ5yOCMY6I/AAAAAAAABT4/XoGT_d_yd2g/s1600-h/md2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkQ5yOCMY6I/AAAAAAAABT4/XoGT_d_yd2g/s400/md2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351465792146531234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mother's Day hand made card from Hazeqah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkQ5yI10ZMI/AAAAAAAABTw/8dC5I3LQiLs/s1600-h/md1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkQ5yI10ZMI/AAAAAAAABTw/8dC5I3LQiLs/s400/md1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351465790752449730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mother's Day hand made card from Hannah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous related posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/mi-amor-mi-vida-mi-corazon.html&lt;br /&gt;http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-hannah-and-tawakal-hospital-day-1.html&lt;br /&gt;http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/hannah-tawakal-hospital-and-me-day-2.html&lt;br /&gt;http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/hannah-and-her-courage.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-5103390825419672321?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5103390825419672321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5103390825419672321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5103390825419672321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5103390825419672321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/06/felicitaciones-hannah.html' title='Felicitaciones Hannah!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkRgX6ArtNI/AAAAAAAABUA/tWCuj88N0HY/s72-c/nana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-8532213483897765549</id><published>2009-06-23T17:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:56:39.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awie Wings memang power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebenarnya dah lama aku tak pergi layan konsert terbuka kat Dataran Merdeka. Seingat aku kali terakhir masa tu aku masih undergrads which means it was more than 10 years ago. So, last Saturday, lepas layan movie Angel vs Demon at KLCC, together with my hubby, we went to Dataran Merdeka for 25th Aniversary Concert of TV3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Macam-macam orang ada.. ramainya lautan manusia tak terkira.. Kami sampai pun dah dekat jam 9.30 malam. Awal2 tu bosanla artis2nya.. But my hubby insisted to wait till very last moment to see the performance of his favourite Awie and Wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku pun agak teruja dengan kemunculan Faizal Tahir Superman.. memang best.. Tapi sebab dia tak nyanyi lagu Sampai Syurga so aku ada rasa sikit frust. Anyway, semasa kemunculan Awie dan Wings di penghujung konsert, aku tengok ramai juga mak budak+bapak budak bangun menuju ke arah stage layan Awie yang menyanyikan lagu SEJATI. Teringat zaman sekolah dulu.. Lagu SEJATI was famous when I was in form 4 he he.. so nearly 18 years.. he he.. yelah.. rockers yang dulu rambut panjang sekarang semuanya dah jadi mat skema rambut pendek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, seronok juga layan konsert ni sekali sekala. Rugi rasanya anak2 tak ikut sama menyaksikan kemeriahan manusia di Dataran Merdeka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkCijD5SpOI/AAAAAAAABTo/zSGrNx7ewPE/s1600-h/IMAGE_554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkCijD5SpOI/AAAAAAAABTo/zSGrNx7ewPE/s400/IMAGE_554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350455080540873954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau anak2 ada lagi best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkCijPgY8TI/AAAAAAAABTg/NfJAk2g1FWg/s1600-h/IMAGE_549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkCijPgY8TI/AAAAAAAABTg/NfJAk2g1FWg/s400/IMAGE_549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350455083657654578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Penonton Malaysia yang berhemah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkCii9v6z1I/AAAAAAAABTY/Bl5LJUT6oAI/s1600-h/IMAGE_547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkCii9v6z1I/AAAAAAAABTY/Bl5LJUT6oAI/s400/IMAGE_547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350455078890950482" 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/7116971001161420595-8532213483897765549?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/8532213483897765549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=8532213483897765549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8532213483897765549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8532213483897765549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/06/awie-wings-memang-power.html' title='Awie Wings memang power!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkCijD5SpOI/AAAAAAAABTo/zSGrNx7ewPE/s72-c/IMAGE_554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-802383046616589673</id><published>2009-06-18T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:57:24.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betulke tulisan doktor tak cantik?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SjoNXcbtYLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/WuuN6RjmLXs/s1600-h/dr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SjoNXcbtYLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/WuuN6RjmLXs/s400/dr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348602203876450482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not know why but it seems that people tend to have the assumption that doctor's handwriting is not nice. Ever since I was in school, when anyone of us has bad handwriting, other people would say that.. well, itu tulisan doktor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But when I visited Tawakal Hospital a few weeks ago, I realize that it's kind of true when sometimes Doctors handwritten are not easy to understand. I tried to read and interpret the meaning but I just couldn't he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Would there be any mislead to different prescriptions given by doctors to patients?  Hopefully no. Cause every single patient depends their life on the doctors. Or maybe its so classified that only certain parties could read the words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. perhaps the doctors out there could help resolving my curiosity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-802383046616589673?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/802383046616589673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=802383046616589673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/802383046616589673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/802383046616589673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/06/betulke-tulisan-doktor-tak-cantik.html' title='Betulke tulisan doktor tak cantik?'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SjoNXcbtYLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/WuuN6RjmLXs/s72-c/dr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-2260568751380984309</id><published>2009-06-15T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:20:50.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasik Lemak Antarabangsa.. memang internasional!</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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SjUtnaAqw_I/AAAAAAAABTI/eQrggKBTw6c/s1600-h/NL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SjUtnaAqw_I/AAAAAAAABTI/eQrggKBTw6c/s400/NL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347230287592604658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Nasik Lemak lauk paru goreng (my feveret), pegedil (also my feveret) makan ngan sambal dan kacang + bilis goreng garing.. pehh... pastu layan dengan air kopi O kurang manis.. fuhh.. terangkat  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seingat aku dulu masa bujang dulu adalah beberapa kali boyren ajak bukak poser kat Nasik Lemak Antarabangsa kat Kampong Baru. Gerai sempoi aje masa tu. Pinggan pun melamin oren macam kat kantin sekolah aje. Orang beratur toksah cakaplah memang panjang giler sampai aku pun heran apalah sedap sangat nasik lemak ni sampai orang sanggup tengah2 malam buta penuh kat area tu.. Tapi bila dah rasa, pehh... sambal dia memang kaww... makan sepinggan memang tak cukup he he.. Tapi masa tu time dating ngan boyfren so makan sepinggan pun tak habis he he..kontrol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampai dah kawin pun ada lah beberapa kali we all lalu area Kampung Baru tu sebab nak pekena nasik lemak punya pasal tapi hampeh sebab parking takdek jem giler kawasan tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But it was 10 years back. Skang ni nasik lemak antarabangsa ni boleh jumpa kat mana2 lokasi stratergik kat KL ni. Aku pun dah bawak anak2 aku pekena nasik lemak ni he he.. Kat area Melati santai sikit tapi nak parking susah so aku pergi kat Jusko AU2 pun baru bukak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wah lepas ni takdek la pening kepala aku nak carik makanan ala2 Malaysia lagi.. Kawan aku Erica datang dari Brazil dulu pening kepala aku nak carik Malaysia food, last2 aku bawaklah pergi mamak pelita sebelah KLCC tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At least skang ni aku ada la opsyen lain. Layan~&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/7116971001161420595-2260568751380984309?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/2260568751380984309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=2260568751380984309' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2260568751380984309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2260568751380984309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/06/nasik-lemak-antarabangsa-memang.html' title='Nasik Lemak Antarabangsa.. memang internasional!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SjUtnaAqw_I/AAAAAAAABTI/eQrggKBTw6c/s72-c/NL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5178073295899565713</id><published>2009-06-11T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:36:43.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Pengantin Baru Haswan-Izatul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_fKTPQ6II/AAAAAAAABTA/t1v58ZA1lzg/s1600-h/pic+magazine.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulation to my brother in law; Syed Haswan bin Syed Abu Hassan Basri and his wife Sharifah Izatul Itri bt Syed Fauzan on their wedding ceremony last Sunday.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eMyQnFBI/AAAAAAAABS4/5_5CoZR_HHQ/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eMyQnFBI/AAAAAAAABS4/5_5CoZR_HHQ/s400/pic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345735593943307282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adat membatal air sembahyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eMsc0FsI/AAAAAAAABSw/JRgKrUkHVz0/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eMsc0FsI/AAAAAAAABSw/JRgKrUkHVz0/s400/pic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345735592383878850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adat penyerahan mas kahwin kepada pengantin perempuan~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eMdtYqJI/AAAAAAAABSo/Yzdv0ITYDwg/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eMdtYqJI/AAAAAAAABSo/Yzdv0ITYDwg/s400/pic3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345735588426852498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sesi pertukaran hantaran pengantin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eL90xDTI/AAAAAAAABSg/jbblLnhYcj8/s1600-h/pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eL90xDTI/AAAAAAAABSg/jbblLnhYcj8/s400/pic4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345735579867876658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hannah and Hazeqah stand still behind the groom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eL7sKtZI/AAAAAAAABSY/ln-inW6u7Bc/s1600-h/pic6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eL7sKtZI/AAAAAAAABSY/ln-inW6u7Bc/s400/pic6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345735579294938514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Persandingan di pelamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_fKTPQ6II/AAAAAAAABTA/t1v58ZA1lzg/s1600-h/pic+magazine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_fKTPQ6II/AAAAAAAABTA/t1v58ZA1lzg/s400/pic+magazine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345736650768050306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Semoga berbahagia ke akhir hayat!&lt;br /&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/7116971001161420595-5178073295899565713?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5178073295899565713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5178073295899565713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5178073295899565713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5178073295899565713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/06/selamat-pengantin-baru-haswan-izatul.html' title='Selamat Pengantin Baru Haswan-Izatul'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Si_eMyQnFBI/AAAAAAAABS4/5_5CoZR_HHQ/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-1807552233363053898</id><published>2009-06-08T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:38:06.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pada hujung minggu yang lalu, abah telah sponsor (he he time kasih abah) percutian kami sekeluarga ke Mahkota Hotel, Melaka. Semua ahli keluarga kami 7 beradik termasuk menantu dan semua cucu-cucu mak abah berkumpul di sini. Ini adalah gathering kali pertama yang mengumpulkan kami semua dengan kehadiran ahli keluarga baru iaitu adik ipar aku yang ke-3; Fahmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, malam kedua kami semua telah ke Perkampungan Ikan Bakar Terapung, Umbai, Melaka lagi sekali abah yang belanja.. (adehhh..abah lagi) Tempat ni memang best sebab dah cantik dan moden. Kawasannya luasa dan selesa. Especially dengan kewujudan taman pemainan kanak2 yang sunguh mengujakan. Hazeqah dah patploh lima kali tanya aku bila nak pergi Melaka sebab dia nak main kete ni lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bab makan tak boleh dipertikaikan sebab keluarga Anisma memang hebat bab-bab nih. Maklumlah, ada yang dah diet berminggu2 sebab nak makan ikan bakar kat Melaka ni. Moh kita tengok aksi2 menarik sepanjang weekend tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Siyrm-HTzpI/AAAAAAAABSA/CvQhMnTnBNU/s1600-h/FD5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Siyrm-HTzpI/AAAAAAAABSA/CvQhMnTnBNU/s400/FD5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344835543778971282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wah.. milyn belum sampai lagi.. nasib baik tak sampai Muar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQ_-VdkI/AAAAAAAABR4/u44CDHPHkhk/s1600-h/FD4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQ_-VdkI/AAAAAAAABR4/u44CDHPHkhk/s400/FD4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344835166321079874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Friends forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQzJndEI/AAAAAAAABRw/UmxdSiFl6Go/s1600-h/FD3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQzJndEI/AAAAAAAABRw/UmxdSiFl6Go/s400/FD3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344835162878735426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arman sambut besday kali ke-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQvccOlI/AAAAAAAABRo/TX5VTtoOmrA/s1600-h/FD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQvccOlI/AAAAAAAABRo/TX5VTtoOmrA/s400/FD2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344835161883949650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nanti masak kurangkan minyak ye.. kami mengamalkan pemakanan seimbang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mywanfai dah tak sabar nak bukak poser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiysqouYhlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/MpurW8GLNV8/s1600-h/FD7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiysqouYhlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/MpurW8GLNV8/s400/FD7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344836706268382802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baiknya anak mama tuangkan air untuk semua orang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQaJPU_I/AAAAAAAABRg/jocFuX0h4uw/s1600-h/FD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQaJPU_I/AAAAAAAABRg/jocFuX0h4uw/s400/FD1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344835156166267890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goreng pun sodap; boleh bagi diskaun dik?; ish dah pukul berapa nih bila nak makan?; masyukkk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrnHQYy9I/AAAAAAAABSI/5qrbPljz-Xw/s1600-h/FD6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrnHQYy9I/AAAAAAAABSI/5qrbPljz-Xw/s400/FD6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344835546232966098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aik.. sedar-sedar dah habis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQXxLL_I/AAAAAAAABRY/E7lPVPA0LYQ/s1600-h/Family+Melaka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiyrQXxLL_I/AAAAAAAABRY/E7lPVPA0LYQ/s400/Family+Melaka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344835155528462322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gambar kenang-kenangan di Backrop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to abah for sponsoring our vacation. We will surely miss these best moments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-1807552233363053898?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/1807552233363053898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=1807552233363053898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1807552233363053898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1807552233363053898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-family-day.html' title='Malacca Family Day'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Siyrm-HTzpI/AAAAAAAABSA/CvQhMnTnBNU/s72-c/FD5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-1101822226380544408</id><published>2009-06-04T08:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:27:58.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambatte Kudasai Hannah Chan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hannah is learning Nihongo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing is believeing. Trust me!&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SicT4LifZFI/AAAAAAAABRA/uRg7QPy0Y5U/s1600-h/nhon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SicT4LifZFI/AAAAAAAABRA/uRg7QPy0Y5U/s400/nhon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343261338789438546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its already 11.30 pm but my children are still writing in their books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never believe as you see Hannah gets so excited in learning language. And you know what? She is learning Nihongo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday she will ask me a question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mata ne&lt;/span&gt; means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;see you soon&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kirei&lt;/span&gt; means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kore wa itta nani ga&lt;/span&gt; mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;what is this&lt;/span&gt;?&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SicT4dVAi6I/AAAAAAAABRQ/AQ6PsU5zsXU/s1600-h/nhon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SicT4dVAi6I/AAAAAAAABRQ/AQ6PsU5zsXU/s400/nhon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343261343564729250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hazeqah gets excited also but her inclination is more towards e-go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is reading my Nihon-go book the one that I used when I was attending the Japanese Language class in Okinawa. And to tell you the truth, its all because of the TV program of NARUTO. She watches naruto everyday in Japanese version with English subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its enevitable that nowdays TV programs influence us a lot in our daily lives. For me, its kinda a good sign cause I can see both of my children started to find more information about Japan, including Tokyo, Shinjuku, and also started to have curiosity on Japanese character such as Kanji, Katakana and also Hiragana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SicT4TpRcEI/AAAAAAAABRI/EKb2BC7ttTc/s1600-h/nhon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SicT4TpRcEI/AAAAAAAABRI/EKb2BC7ttTc/s400/nhon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343261340965367874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gambatte Kudasai Hannah Chan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasumimasho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-1101822226380544408?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/1101822226380544408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=1101822226380544408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1101822226380544408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1101822226380544408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/06/gambatte-kudasai-hannah-chan.html' title='Gambatte Kudasai Hannah Chan!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SicT4LifZFI/AAAAAAAABRA/uRg7QPy0Y5U/s72-c/nhon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4047701543345194677</id><published>2009-06-01T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:21:27.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harini secara rasmi aku START!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini tepat 1 Jun 2009 dengan rasminya aku START!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiSLFLH2xLI/AAAAAAAABQY/ZModzhyVFv0/s1600-h/soto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiSLFLH2xLI/AAAAAAAABQY/ZModzhyVFv0/s400/soto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342547978969597106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soto Ayam Berempah Kak Mah pembuka selera sarapan pagi&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiSLFO7WTSI/AAAAAAAABQg/jmwaRNEbiWU/s1600-h/lontong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiSLFO7WTSI/AAAAAAAABQg/jmwaRNEbiWU/s400/lontong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342547979990879522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lontong Kak Mah taruh sambal tumis pedas ngam dengan kuah soup lemak yellow sesedap rasa.. pergh.. terlioq wa cakap lu..siap ada telur mata goreng bawah sambal tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya dah lama aku plan nak START, tapi banyak sangat obstaclesnya, maklumlah Hannah pun baru sembuh, dengan kenduri yang non-stop, majlis reunion family dan kemalasan yang agak melampau membuatkan aku menangguhkan seketika hasrat aku untuk START. Tapi bersempena tarikh 1 Jun, dah berlalu setengah tahun 2009, aku mengambil keputusan untuk START. Ini perlu aku lakukan memandangkan 5 bulan telah berlalu dan setelah mengambilkira beberapa pertimbangan dari sudut faktor masa dan situasi, aku perlu START. Aku tak boleh tunggu lagi.. Aku dah tak sanggup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha bloggers Anisma pasti terkejut sampai terkedu membaca entri aku kali ni.  Jangan terkejut kerana memang mulai hai ini aku dah START! Terkejut juga? Sabarrrrrrrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya hari ini aku START ke library. Masa tinggal sebulan lagi sebelum aku bergelut semula dengan lecture notes, projects dan assignments yang tak kenal erti belas kasihan. This is the best time for me to START and make a quick move to read previous senior theses, journals, academic magazines for my dissertation soon. For the upcoming semester, I am taking the research paper and I have to START collecting data, instruments, information that can support my dissertation. Sooner or later the job has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I was with Nantha and Tee visiting the library. Thank you Tee for showing both of us the Theses room, Journals and Magazine racks location otherwise it would be hazardous for us to find ourselves. Prior to the visit, we spent nearly 3 hours discussing some uncertainties and questions that we have regarding PHP and MySQL lead by Mahathir, Tee's classmate. Thanks to you also Mahathir cause if we were to learn ourselves, it takes more than days to understand ourselves all the coding and commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, officially, I am STARTing my academic job by today. Surely, my life will be more busy, more space is needed for me to expand my books and notes.. he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this entry I am taking the opportunity also to give appreciation for those who have been supporting and helping me out in order to make all my 3A's come true. Special Thank You to my beloved supportive husband and daughters for their patience and encouragement throughout the semester especially during the last critical period of my final exam. he he.. Also to all my lecturers, colleagues and sensei for their help and cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definately, no pain, no gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope next semester swifting with full flying colors!&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/7116971001161420595-4047701543345194677?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4047701543345194677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4047701543345194677' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4047701543345194677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4047701543345194677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/06/harini-secara-rasmi-aku-start.html' title='Harini secara rasmi aku START!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SiSLFLH2xLI/AAAAAAAABQY/ZModzhyVFv0/s72-c/soto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3063951026325701863</id><published>2009-05-27T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:48:50.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan kata Hannah, ayah pun kagum dengan mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sh1YVbeGcZI/AAAAAAAABQA/_Zc9Z3xDBx8/s1600-h/HH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340521858305782162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sh1YVbeGcZI/AAAAAAAABQA/_Zc9Z3xDBx8/s320/HH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mama, I think you are a smart woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What make you say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because everyday I see you do Mathematics. And when I ask you Mathematics questions, you always have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mama, why do you like to eat cereal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cereal provides a lot of vitamins for our body especially to our brain. So, we can score high in our subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wah.. is that why you are so good in Mathematics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Umm yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh well.. can I have cereal everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have Mathematics for exam this Thursday. And I want to be good in Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today (Wednesday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mama, can I have cereal for my tea time? I have Mathematics exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Can you wake me up at 6.15 am tomorrow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want to have cereal before Mathematics exam. I want to be good like you so I can answer my Mathematics well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner, Hannah told her father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Daddy do you know that mom is really good in Mathematics? Mom can do addition, multiplication, and division. I think its because because she loves to eat cereal everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father told Hannah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hannah, your mom must be good in the subject, because she was teaching Mathematics, Additional Mathematics and Physics before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jangan kata Hannah, ayah pun kagum dengan mama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;p/s: Actually last week I've been busy editing my Mathematics book. Everyday almost everytime I was attached to the book. That is the reason why. he he.. Well, Kepimpinan Melalui Teladan..&lt;/span&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/7116971001161420595-3063951026325701863?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3063951026325701863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3063951026325701863' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3063951026325701863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3063951026325701863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/jangan-kata-hannah-ayah-pun-kagum.html' title='Jangan kata Hannah, ayah pun kagum dengan mama'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sh1YVbeGcZI/AAAAAAAABQA/_Zc9Z3xDBx8/s72-c/HH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4260941177657286895</id><published>2009-05-26T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:07:35.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akmar Reception Ceremony~</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we went for the groom side Reception Ceremony of my sister, Akmar at Kangar Perlis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-924e1689a4f8948b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D924e1689a4f8948b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA80B486E942E103F4C3813322AEAD8166EE9000.37CE51088451667826C546E74A250125152FB46B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D924e1689a4f8948b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl6CstOSNNm3uHKjsQf8zDtgfniI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D924e1689a4f8948b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA80B486E942E103F4C3813322AEAD8166EE9000.37CE51088451667826C546E74A250125152FB46B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D924e1689a4f8948b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl6CstOSNNm3uHKjsQf8zDtgfniI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5fC_MPTI/AAAAAAAABPw/-A8PAPL9xqw/s1600-h/Perlis10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5fC_MPTI/AAAAAAAABPw/-A8PAPL9xqw/s400/Perlis10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784251230141746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture taken with my in law family. Sian Hazeqah dah  terlelap. Penat bangun kol 4 pagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5e6wye5I/AAAAAAAABPo/XWnksidsHr4/s1600-h/Perlis9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5e6wye5I/AAAAAAAABPo/XWnksidsHr4/s400/Perlis9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784249022249874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gambar kami sekeluarga kecuali Penulis Resah yang sibuk mengkaver election manik urai. Eh saper lak budak 2 orang sebelah eimran dan milyn tu? Bila pulak aku tambah anak sedara? Misteri betul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5e2KoPHI/AAAAAAAABPg/SKvgvIpfSKQ/s1600-h/Perlis8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5e2KoPHI/AAAAAAAABPg/SKvgvIpfSKQ/s400/Perlis8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784247788452978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haa makan cepat-cepat nanti kena tinggal kapal terbang.. hu hu.. kan dah kena tinggal betul.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5eiQybkI/AAAAAAAABPY/eGn4YER4Glw/s1600-h/Perlis7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5eiQybkI/AAAAAAAABPY/eGn4YER4Glw/s400/Perlis7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784242445577794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wah meriahnya rombongan cek kiah ke Kangaq..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5eScs6CI/AAAAAAAABPQ/GEq6oJJ8aJY/s1600-h/Perlis6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5eScs6CI/AAAAAAAABPQ/GEq6oJJ8aJY/s400/Perlis6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784238200580130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok... jangan berebut.. Captain nanti dapat jalan depan pengantin ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5GG0VGjI/AAAAAAAABPI/XnoskbipNs0/s1600-h/Perlis5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5GG0VGjI/AAAAAAAABPI/XnoskbipNs0/s400/Perlis5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339783822761597490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ambil berkat.. sabar ye cik permata.. nanti giliran cik permata akan sampai.. tak dapat pegang bunga, pegang gelas air sirap pun ok jugak buat sementara.. hu hu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5F1aMFVI/AAAAAAAABPA/nygXaCw1MtM/s1600-h/Perlis4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5F1aMFVI/AAAAAAAABPA/nygXaCw1MtM/s400/Perlis4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339783818088551762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alamak mama.. Eimran dah cuba-cuba ni.. Baik mama check kat Adni tu.. kot-kot Eimran dah ada ya habibi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5FiSU4rI/AAAAAAAABO4/9Gmzn0p1hnQ/s1600-h/Perlis3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5FiSU4rI/AAAAAAAABO4/9Gmzn0p1hnQ/s400/Perlis3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339783812955300530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tinggal kami ajelah yang masih bujang dalam keluarga Anisma. Yang lain tu semuanya dah kawin.. hu hu.. Except Arman ajela.. Eh cuba tengok.. Arman datang ke tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5Fc6KaHI/AAAAAAAABOw/CQAXfVQutcY/s1600-h/Perlis2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5Fc6KaHI/AAAAAAAABOw/CQAXfVQutcY/s400/Perlis2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339783811511773298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jemput jemput makan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5FRuc9FI/AAAAAAAABOo/ffsxO_-Vs_E/s1600-h/Perlis1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5FRuc9FI/AAAAAAAABOo/ffsxO_-Vs_E/s400/Perlis1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339783808509867090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pengantin bersama mak dan abah.. cantikla baju keman.. harap2 raya tahun depan muat lagi..&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/7116971001161420595-4260941177657286895?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=924e1689a4f8948b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4260941177657286895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4260941177657286895' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4260941177657286895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4260941177657286895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/akmar-reception-ceremony.html' title='Akmar Reception Ceremony~'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Shq5fC_MPTI/AAAAAAAABPw/-A8PAPL9xqw/s72-c/Perlis10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3012738579976838360</id><published>2009-05-25T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:36:53.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazeqah Sports Day 2009</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/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShqVGWeT_uI/AAAAAAAABOg/eaMGO0PWuD4/s1600-h/Zeqah+SD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShqVGWeT_uI/AAAAAAAABOg/eaMGO0PWuD4/s400/Zeqah+SD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339744244545617634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hazeqah was very proud marching during the event day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-810c14ae6e37ee34" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D810c14ae6e37ee34%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D481F38B5D23E84753518B17201FBB5F4E35B8E8A.715267EECE95C67D8F2641C1368FECD37AD9594A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D810c14ae6e37ee34%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dzx77kogbA_1cqK5FMJQk2BQjidw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D810c14ae6e37ee34%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D481F38B5D23E84753518B17201FBB5F4E35B8E8A.715267EECE95C67D8F2641C1368FECD37AD9594A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D810c14ae6e37ee34%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dzx77kogbA_1cqK5FMJQk2BQjidw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the best song that I love. I have been listening to this song for the past 7 years ever since Hannah was 3 years old. I'm gonna miss these best moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep growing girls!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-3012738579976838360?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=810c14ae6e37ee34&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3012738579976838360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3012738579976838360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3012738579976838360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3012738579976838360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/hazeqah-sports-day-2009.html' title='Hazeqah Sports Day 2009'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShqVGWeT_uI/AAAAAAAABOg/eaMGO0PWuD4/s72-c/Zeqah+SD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4240646926174420106</id><published>2009-05-20T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:55:40.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antara hari-hari bahagia dalam hidup aku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDappqRI/AAAAAAAABOA/pf012E7t8qE/s1600-h/keman+kawin11.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-46f065096844a787" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46f065096844a787%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8001B2CEE26777388401090F40CC0C36CAA1D7D0.6263C349404BBE8E1038CCF16DA5373FC3FE0F47%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46f065096844a787%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxLYGyu4rUDrebgapGrECM-LObOM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46f065096844a787%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8001B2CEE26777388401090F40CC0C36CAA1D7D0.6263C349404BBE8E1038CCF16DA5373FC3FE0F47%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46f065096844a787%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxLYGyu4rUDrebgapGrECM-LObOM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekiranya aku ditanya apa istimewa dan meriahnya majlis perkahwinan adik aku pada minggu yang lepas, jawapan aku adalah mudah.. reunion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada 2 hari tersebut, pelbagai peristiwa menarik berlaku, antaranya, majlis doa selamat aqiqah anak aku, Hazeqah, Sports Day Hazeqah, Majlis pernikahan dan persandingan Akmar dan harijadi anak buah aku yang paling kecik, Arman pada usia 1 tahun. Kesemua ahli keluarga aku iaitu kedua ibubapa, adik beradik, keluarga mertua semuanya ada bersama-sama meraikan majlis ini. Hari raya pun rasanya tak semeriah ini. Maklumlah hari raya ni kan ada sistem giliran jadi tak semua dapat berkumpul bersama-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the event day, everywhere we can see happy faces. People smiling, shaking hands, hugging each other, talking and spending time chatting as most of them have not seen each other for a long time. I would say that wedding ceremony is more than celebrating the bride and the groom, but it is the time to be together with the family members and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa lebih gembira as I can spend time with my sisters and brother. Kesemua adik beradik aku dari Utara, Selatan, Timur dan Barat berkumpul sama memeriahkan majlis ini. Kami adik beradik memang bersatu hati.. yelah.. sikit2 tu biasala.. nama pun adik beradik kami pun bukan budak kecil lagi, semuanya dah bergelar mak bapak dan bakal mak bapak budak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anak-anak aku pun semakin rapat dengan sepupu2 mereka. Anak saudara sebelah suami, Zarith pun ada semakin comel. Hazeqah sekarang pun asyik2 tanya Eimran. Hannah pun selalu bercerita pasal Arman dan kek Donal Duck..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apapun, reunion kali ini sangat menyentuh hati aku. Bila majlis berakhir, aku pun rasa sedih, menghitung hari bila agaknya kami dapat berkumpul lagi.. Bercerita tentang diri masing-masing, kerjaya, politik, isu semasa. tak ketinggalan juga imbauan zaman anak2 kecil dulu.. memang kelakar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah antara hari-hari bahagia dalam hidup aku.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDappqRI/AAAAAAAABOA/pf012E7t8qE/s1600-h/keman+kawin11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 302px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337791456643006162" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDIpSPtI/AAAAAAAABN4/TrMnn1le3yw/s400/keman+kawin10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acun selaku akauntan rasmi Anisma - pegang beg kuat sikit cun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShN4UPtedAI/AAAAAAAABNo/W5KVDnEdLAM/s1600-h/keman+kawin7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 327px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337742272574157826" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShN4UPtedAI/AAAAAAAABNo/W5KVDnEdLAM/s400/keman+kawin7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;opsss nasib baik tak roboh pelamin. aku awal-awal dah cop belakang pengantin.. baik punya port.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 244px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337791468128972914" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDzbwMHI/AAAAAAAABOY/6JZfd5fBVic/s400/keman+kawin14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arman sungguh teruja (eksaited) melihat kek Donald Duck lilin sebatang. Nanti malong beli presen yer.. ayah ko bagi short notice malong pun luper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShN4TmWpaPI/AAAAAAAABNg/SUDJP24Cgn8/s1600-h/keman+kawin6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 168px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337742261472553202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShN4TmWpaPI/AAAAAAAABNg/SUDJP24Cgn8/s400/keman+kawin6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Geng-geng abah semua D'Otai Veteran Club turut memeriahkan majlis. (Ni abah kena masuk blog abah ni)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 332px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337736924306360802" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShNzc73ESeI/AAAAAAAABNY/yhe6HDDZcJA/s400/keman+kawin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mak dan abah sedondon biru sedang menyediakan skrip untuk ucapan alu-aluan kepada para tetamu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 247px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337736918554561890" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShNzcmbuzWI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Md48tdwZ5VY/s400/keman+kawin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eimran, Hannah dan Hazeqah pun sama mendoakan kesejahteraan pengantin di samping mohon cepat dapat cousin baru.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337736917360907714" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShNzch_JFcI/AAAAAAAABNI/e4WIBFj5Ado/s400/keman+kawin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDappqRI/AAAAAAAABOA/pf012E7t8qE/s1600-h/keman+kawin11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bilik pengantin dihias sempurna oleh Wedding Planner, Pn Hajah Sharifah (boleh call untuk tempahan-waktu pejabat sahaja)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 264px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337749512269509026" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShN-5prWsaI/AAAAAAAABNw/7P-D3lVi3ZY/s400/keman+kawin9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My classmates of MIT UM (Tee and Nantha) are also part of the guests.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 296px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337736913090173234" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShNzcSE62TI/AAAAAAAABNA/EssCcOvQT1k/s400/keman+kawin4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahli kumpulan Ya Marhaban bersama pengantin lama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShNzcZ0A-zI/AAAAAAAABM4/dhTtf6yiBts/s1600-h/keman+kawin5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 292px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337736915166755634" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShNzcZ0A-zI/AAAAAAAABM4/dhTtf6yiBts/s400/keman+kawin5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Selamat Pengantin Baru Akmar-Fahmi semoga berbahagia forever and ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDnt8z_I/AAAAAAAABOI/0i5dgwjCppA/s1600-h/keman+kawin12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 302px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337791464984072178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDnt8z_I/AAAAAAAABOI/0i5dgwjCppA/s400/keman+kawin12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh eh silat dengan kompang pun ada... meriahnya..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337791470565482530" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlD8gqYCI/AAAAAAAABOQ/jchhfc-qB4c/s400/keman+kawin13.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;err... nasib baik cuaca cerah sepanjang hari takdek hujan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDappqRI/AAAAAAAABOA/pf012E7t8qE/s1600-h/keman+kawin11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 303px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337791461476378898" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDappqRI/AAAAAAAABOA/pf012E7t8qE/s400/keman+kawin11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wah makanan! Sedapnya.. Cik Amir dengan Babah antara perasmi utama. Eh siapa pulak tu berbaju biru? Adakah sang kelembai? Sungguh misteri nusantara..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7116971001161420595-4240646926174420106?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=46f065096844a787&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4240646926174420106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4240646926174420106' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4240646926174420106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4240646926174420106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/antara-hari-hari-bahagia-dalam-hidup.html' title='Antara hari-hari bahagia dalam hidup aku'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ShOlDIpSPtI/AAAAAAAABN4/TrMnn1le3yw/s72-c/keman+kawin10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4927403112458016319</id><published>2009-05-15T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:00:00.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inilah yang dikatakan potong stim!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sg0D2Yum96I/AAAAAAAABMw/H6Gx1ODX6yk/s1600-h/book2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335925366389667746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sg0D2Yum96I/AAAAAAAABMw/H6Gx1ODX6yk/s400/book2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was already well planned prior to the semester break. There are a few things that I plan to do during the 2 months of semester break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. To learn asp.net so that I am able to do a small management system with database by end of the semester break (progressing well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Start preparing information for my proposal of dissertation. This is for me to warm up a bit so that I do not not have to be running here and there for my literature review later in the next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Start developing some Physics Multimedia modules to be tagged with metadata, uploaded and tested by end users for my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I got a phone call a few days ago reminding me about the editing progress of my latest published book in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to revise my plan. Now there is a need for me to divert my concentration a bit. I hope that by middle of next week, everything is clear and I can proceed with my original plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335925364087396418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sg0D2QJtGEI/AAAAAAAABMo/F53w6l3cnN0/s400/book1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah yang dikatakan potong stim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-4927403112458016319?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4927403112458016319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4927403112458016319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4927403112458016319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4927403112458016319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/inilah-yang-dikatakan-potong-stim.html' title='Inilah yang dikatakan potong stim!!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sg0D2Yum96I/AAAAAAAABMw/H6Gx1ODX6yk/s72-c/book2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-1526303136816867233</id><published>2009-05-12T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:31:07.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah is back to school today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgkkI2fBScI/AAAAAAAABMg/j_i18gkPhlg/s1600-h/Hannah_School.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334834968080239042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgkkI2fBScI/AAAAAAAABMg/j_i18gkPhlg/s400/Hannah_School.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost 2 weeks and I really miss my school. I feel a bit healthier today. Mom says I must get going with school. Otherwise, I need to catch up a lot as compared to my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gotta meet some friends here. Bye. See you around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-1526303136816867233?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/1526303136816867233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=1526303136816867233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1526303136816867233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1526303136816867233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/hannah-is-back-to-school-today.html' title='Hannah is back to school today'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgkkI2fBScI/AAAAAAAABMg/j_i18gkPhlg/s72-c/Hannah_School.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-325631477617193364</id><published>2009-05-11T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:00:09.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adus!! belepuk2 aku kena harini..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgfIlvG59nI/AAAAAAAABMY/IYdg4eOr3qw/s1600-h/phone_cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334452834269787762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgfIlvG59nI/AAAAAAAABMY/IYdg4eOr3qw/s400/phone_cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kenduri kawin adik aku tinggal beberapa hari lagi. Minggu lepas aku teramat sibuk dengan menguruskan Hannah yang baru keluar hospital. Minggu ni nampak dah ok sikit cuma tekak masih sakit dan clot kesan bleeding sikit2 tu ada la lagi nak kena sentiasa cuci. So, aku pun mengambil kesempatan untuk menghubungi beberapa rakan-rakan lama (masa kecik) dan kawan-kawan ofis untuk menjemput ke kenduri adik aku pada Ahad ini. Ini antara dialog2 yang aku terkena harini..:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Laa... aku ingat Shima mana tadi..penyanyi ker..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Lerr... hidup lagi ko nih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. Hoi.. berpuluh kali aku telefon tak pernahnya dapat.. lain kali kalau tukar no telefon bagitau la kengkawan janganla syok sendiri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Aku ingatkan ko dah tak ingat kengkawan lama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. Ingat jugak ko kat aku yer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. Huh.. nasib baik adik ko kawin, kalau tak sampai bila2 agaknya ko tak contact aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. Nombor yang anda dail, tiada dalam perkhidmatan..terima kasih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8. Err.. sorilah yer.. I rasa you salah nombor..Dah 3 tahun I pakai nombor ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini baru beberapa yang aku call. Ada a few names lagi dalam list yang kecut perut aku nak call. Ngeri! Ngeri!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hai keman.. nasib baikla ada kenduri kawin ko sebagai penyelamat aku. Kalau tak entah apa alasan aku nak contact kawan2 lama aku nih..&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/7116971001161420595-325631477617193364?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/325631477617193364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=325631477617193364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/325631477617193364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/325631477617193364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/adus-belepuk2-aku-kena-harini.html' title='Adus!! belepuk2 aku kena harini..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgfIlvG59nI/AAAAAAAABMY/IYdg4eOr3qw/s72-c/phone_cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4656269244174851089</id><published>2009-05-10T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:18:03.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kambing buat Hazeqah</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, tercapai juga impian aku dan suami untuk menjalankan ibadah Aqiqah untuk anak kami yang kedua, Sharifah Nurul Hazeqah setelah Hazeqah berumur genap 6 tahun 3 bulan pada 16 Mei 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;PENGERTIAN AKIKAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengertian akikah ialah sembelihan binatang an'am yang dilakukan kerana menyambut kanak-kanak yang baru dilahirkan sebagai tanda kesyukuran kepada Allah. Hukum akikah ialah sunat muakad bagi orang yang menanggung sara hidup kanak-kanak tersebut. Jika anak itu lelaki disunatkan menyembelih dua ekor kambing, manakala jika anak itu perempuan disunatkan menyembelih seekor kambing. Binatang seperti lembu, kerbau atau unta boleh dibahagikan kepada tujuh bahagian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Akikah mengandungi beberapa hikmah, antaranya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sebagai tanda kesyukuran kita kepada Allah kerana telah mengurniakan anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Untuk mengisytiharkan kepada masyarakat umum tentang anugerah yang dikurniakan oleh Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Untuk memulakan kehidupan anak dengan perkara-perkara kebaikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mengeratkan hubungan silaturrahim antara ahli-ahli masyarakat dengan keluarga yang dikurniakan anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Melahirkan rasa kegembiraan kerana mendapat zuriat yang menepati sunnah Rasulullah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;PERBEZAAN ANTARA KORBAN DAN AKIKAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terdapat beberapa perbezaan antara korban dengan akikah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Akikah tidak terikat pada masa tertentu, sedangkan korban dilakukan pada masa-masa tertentu, iaitu selepas sembahyang dan khutbah Hari Raya Aidiladha hingga 13 Zulhijah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Daging akikah boleh diberi milik kepada orang kaya manakala daging korban hanya boleh diberi kepada fakir miskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Akikah dilakukan sempena menyambut kelahiran anak sebagai tanda kesyukuran kepada Allah, manakala korban dilakukan kerana memperingati peristiwa pengorbanan Nabi Ibrahim dan anaknya, Ismail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Daging korban sunat disedekahkan secara mentah, sedangkan daging akikah sunat disedekahkan setelah dimasak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu akikah adalah dari hari kelahiran kanak-kanak itu sehinggalah ia baligh. Masa yang paling afdal untuk melakukan akikah adalah pada hari ketujuh kelahiran kanak-kanak itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabda Rasullullah s.a.w.: &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ga_eZ4rbD-I/RiQnEZTZxXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0KrTlGE7RmY/s1600-h/korban+akikah+3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333755797529685410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 69px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVOo25v7aI/AAAAAAAABLo/qq9eA33UQ-0/s400/korban_akikah_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang bermaksud: "Setiap bayi itu tergadai dengan akikahnya. Disembelih untuknya pada hari ketujuh dan dicukur kepalanya dan diberi nama."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Syarat-syarat akikah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berniat akikah ketika menyembelih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hendaklah binatang tersebut tidak ada cacat yang boleh mengurangkan dagingnya serta sampai umur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;CARA MELAKUKAN AKIKAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Berdoa semasa hendak menyembelih: &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ga_eZ4rbD-I/RiQnlpTZxYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jSvRb7TIefs/s1600-h/korban+akikah+4.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333755795403919634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVOou-7URI/AAAAAAAABLg/VkWIPaxGYXk/s400/doa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang bermaksud: "Dengan nama Allah, Allah Maha Besar. Ya Allah, binatang ini daripada-Mu dan kembali kepada-Mu, ini akikah …" (menyebut nama anak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Menyembelih ketika matahari sedang naik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daging akikah dimasak terlebih dahulu sebelum disedekahkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tidak mematah-matahkan tulang-tulang daripada binatang akikah, hanya mencerai-ceraikan sendi-sendinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Menyedekahkan daging akikah kepada fakir miskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Memasak daging akikah dengan cara gulai manis untuk dihidangkan kepada tetamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini dia hero yang akan ditumbangkan pada hari tersebut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVLg_uVtSI/AAAAAAAABLY/a7ARiQVtpTw/s1600-h/KH3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333752363923911970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVLg_uVtSI/AAAAAAAABLY/a7ARiQVtpTw/s400/KH3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVLgyLcUNI/AAAAAAAABLQ/4kA0gK-8v2I/s1600-h/KH2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333752360287883474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVLgyLcUNI/AAAAAAAABLQ/4kA0gK-8v2I/s400/KH2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVLggBkntI/AAAAAAAABLI/QchbdGLXDeI/s1600-h/KH1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333752355414646482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVLggBkntI/AAAAAAAABLI/QchbdGLXDeI/s400/KH1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini dia anakku yang manis, Sharifah Nurul Hazeqah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333757961545632338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVQm0fWylI/AAAAAAAABL4/GIkwUNp4fUU/s200/HZ2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333757959890823090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVQmuU0Z7I/AAAAAAAABLw/e8eD9VD2d5c/s200/HZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7116971001161420595-4656269244174851089?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4656269244174851089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4656269244174851089' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4656269244174851089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4656269244174851089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/kambing-buat-hazeqah.html' title='Kambing buat Hazeqah'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVOo25v7aI/AAAAAAAABLo/qq9eA33UQ-0/s72-c/korban_akikah_3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6851590453915170018</id><published>2009-05-09T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:56:53.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriba Arriba Mehico!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Hey who do not know about Mexico?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rosalinda, Maria Mercedes, La Intrusa, beautiful beaches, handsome guys also beautiful girls."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333780452914948338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVlD_Xq6PI/AAAAAAAABMI/v5wR4RzEFZQ/s400/mexico.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These were my first expressions as I was introduced to a person from Mexico when I was attending a course in Japan last 3 years. Moises Fernando Cortina, has been a neighbour sitting next to me in the Computer Lab for nearly 4 months during my Application of Multimedia Technology in E-Education course in Okinawa International Center, Japan. He is working as a Research Assistant at the National Institute for Forestry, Agriculture and Livestock Research of Mexico, (INIFAP). INIFAP´s main objectives are to generate and transfer knowledge and technological innovations for a sustainable development of agricultural, livestock and forestry production in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All over the world, we were shocked by the emergence of the swine flu AH1N1 started in Mexico. So, I wrote him an email about a week ago asking him about the current situation in Mexico and of course to ask about his current news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied my email about 2 days ago informing about the present condition in his country. Well, at least, I could get the original news from someone who is inside the battle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In the email, he informed that the attack of swine flu AH1N1 is currently so strong in Mexico since 44 people have died until now. Last week, all institutions in Mexico were shut down for 10 days as they supposed that the period for controlling the epidemic would last within these days. The government started to give more specifications and task to be done by the people in Mexico in order to prevent the dissemination of the virus. They closed bars, meetings, restaurants, football matches, cinemas and more and more and more public places in all over the country, and the people were instructed to use a cover in face. Later, they decided to shut down the office activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;After almost 2 weeks, nowadays they are going back with their everyday activities, Offices, Universities and schools shall be reopening gradually. All restaurants, cinemas, and normal crowded meetings will be carrying out extra preventative measure activities for controlling any new upbrake. For instance, in cinemas, a person must be separated for 4 seats, and the space in rows must be 2 rows, this kind of new specifications must be followed by many places...also in restaurants they are required to clean their hands very often, and use special liquid to eliminate any risk of virus... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for me, it is not fair to blame this country for accidentally being a starting point of the spread virus. We are still learning more about this virus and we should thank them for being the frontlines doing a good job facing this situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ended his email by saying this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I will go to Mexico City next week, I need to work there for 2 days, and I will be just in the key position where this disease started. I am not afraid. We need to start all over again to get back to our ordinary activities and it is time to do it. Unfortunately, the economic, cultural, social and normal conditions of México were affected, and it will take time to be salvaged... but we are very optimistic that our lovely México will win this crisis as many others before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333780445876907474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVlDlJq7dI/AAAAAAAABMA/uZSwjashcFk/s400/OIC2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Left Kuenzhang (Bhutan), Nesrin (Cairo), Susu (Fiji), me, Fernando (Mexico), Sol (Peru), Lomi (Philipines), Abdullah (Saudi Arabia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viva Mehico!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-6851590453915170018?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6851590453915170018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6851590453915170018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6851590453915170018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6851590453915170018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/arriba-arriba-mehico.html' title='Arriba Arriba Mehico!!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgVlD_Xq6PI/AAAAAAAABMI/v5wR4RzEFZQ/s72-c/mexico.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-8760766293015141281</id><published>2009-05-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:36:06.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama jangan marah Hannah lagi tau..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pagi ini hidung dan mulut Hannah bleeding lagi. Aku terpaksa batalkan beberapa program yang aku dah rancang hari ini. Nasib baik dah cuti semester. Sementara tesis aku belum mula ni, at least I can spend luxurious time for my girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah mengadu tekaknya sakit and she is having hard time swallowing food through her throat. Masa bawa Hannah ke Tawakal 2 hari lepas pun, Dr Solah already informed us that her saliva is very thick maknanya dia takut nak telan walaupun her saliva. He keeps on reminding us Hannah only can takes in soft food such as porridge, nestum, ice-cream, oats and drinks MILO, glucose, horlicks etc. No solids such as rice, especially donut is currently allowed for Hannah. Badan Hannah pun dah susut sebab seminggu lebih menda-menda ni aje yang dia telan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku kagum sebab Hannah memang berani. Aku tengok depan aku Dr Solah masukkan sebatang sucker panjang macam pembaris pendek untuk sedut impurities yang ada pada hidung dan mulut Hannah. Terkejut aku melihat clot sebesar ibu jari aku keluar dari kedua-dua belah hidung Hannah. Apabila Dr Solah tanya Hannah sakit tak masa sedutan tu, dia mengangguk kecil, dan dia lansung tidak menangis. Kalau aku tengok batang besi panjang camtu mesti aku dah lama tendang Dr tu. Yelah walaupun ada yang kata Hannah tak nangis sebab tak sakit, bagi aku Hannah tetap berani. Sikit pun dia tidak melawan. Aku tau Hannah pun pasrah dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunctime tadi macam nak bergaduh aku nak suruh dia telan porridge. Aku kata Dr suruh makan walaupun sikit. Nanti perut kosong ambil ubat kakak akan muntah. Pagi tadi pun camtu masa mandi nak suruh dia gargle dengan Listerine, sebab penuh sangat mulut dia dengan air liur yang takut nak ditelan. Merah aje mata dia kena paksa makan porij, makan ubat, kena gargle every few hours, hidung kena spray every 4 hours etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada sekali tu, bila aku asyik membebel aje (biasalah nama pun mak, kalau tak membebel bukan mak namanya), tapi masa bebel tu, aku selitkan jugak unsur-unsur kasih sayang.. mama kan sayang Hannah, sebab tu mama nak Hannah cepat sembuh. Mama miss my healthy Hannah. I want you to get better that is why I am forcing you to eat and take in all this medicine. Kalau mama tak sayang Hannah, mama tak paksa Hannah makan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, out of the blue, Hannah grab my phone and typed this note for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332962985618846210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgJ9lIYeMgI/AAAAAAAABKY/AhzgNQ5LgMc/s400/hp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hai.. nama pun mak.. terus aku cool down senyum pada Hannah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oklah letih ni. Nak spa kejap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my both healthy girls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-8760766293015141281?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/8760766293015141281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=8760766293015141281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8760766293015141281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8760766293015141281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/mama-jangan-marah-hannah-lagi-tau.html' title='Mama jangan marah Hannah lagi tau..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgJ9lIYeMgI/AAAAAAAABKY/AhzgNQ5LgMc/s72-c/hp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4645331368210704879</id><published>2009-05-06T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:33:24.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah and Hazeqah first Dictionaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kebetulan hari ini aku ke Universiti menghantar beberapa dokumen. Aku pun mengambil kesempatan singgah ke MPH MidValley bagi mencari reference untuk aku belajar lebih detail mengenai ASP.NET. Yelah masa buat asainmen Software Engineering haritu, aku follow aje advise sensei aku disebabkan kesuntukan masa. Menurut watashi no sensei, ASP.NET dengan MySQL database dan Apache webserver agak mudah untuk dipelajari. Memandangkan middleware is already installed in my workstation, so aku pun belilah buku ni. Nak belajar PHP atau ColdFusion nanti dulu lah kot. he he.. sensei sumimasen.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332667149903156130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgFwhOdfU6I/AAAAAAAABKA/4f0rGNXOL1Y/s400/asp+book+shima.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buku untuk mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku sebenarnya dah lama nak ke kedai buku. I wanna find Dictionaries for my girls. Selalunya, Hannah dan Hazeqah akan pinjam Dictionary mama semasa buat homework. Bukannya aku taknak bagi tapi Dictionary untuk orang dewasa ni featuresnya agak advance berbanding dengan junior Dictionaries. Everytime I have to guide them. So, selepas mendapatkan pandangan adik aku selaku bakal graduan Tice skolah rendah, aku pun pilih punya pilih, yang nampaknya agak user friendly sikit yang seperti di bawah ni. Time kasih yer Keman. Yelah nak pilih bahan bacaan kanak-kanak kenalah tanya mereka yang expert dalam bidang ni. Tanya aku Buku Fizik dan Add Maths bolehla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332667156605067506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgFwhnbWYPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/BxQh7ZmSlQo/s400/dictionaries+HH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dictionaries for Hannah and Hazeqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, aku harap lepas ni Hannah and Hazeqah can work harder to obtain higher achievement in their academic level. Hannah pun nampaknya dah semakin sihat Alhamdulillah. Tengok TV pun dah slow sikit sekarang ni. Bilik study pun mama dah sediakan macam mini library. Hai. masa aku kecik dulu takdek pun semua kemudahan ni. Siap tanya aku bila nak pasang ekon di bilik study ni.. he he.. budak zaman sekarang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332667149243406242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgFwhMAMV6I/AAAAAAAABKI/scRYmVK4o9Y/s400/bilik+study+HH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Study Room for Hannah and Hazeqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, cuti sekolah ni kalau ada mana-mana cikgu tusyen part time yang nak sewa bilik ni bolehla buat booking yer. Daycare juga dibuka untuk kanak-kanak dengan syarat hadir bersama cikgu tusyen sekali. Makanan dijamin halalan toyyiban. Walaubagaimanapun, kadar bayaran tertakluk kepada umur dan saiz dan paling penting kad kredit tidak diterima sama sekali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-4645331368210704879?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4645331368210704879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4645331368210704879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4645331368210704879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4645331368210704879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/hannah-and-hazeqah-first-dictionaries.html' title='Hannah and Hazeqah first Dictionaries'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SgFwhOdfU6I/AAAAAAAABKA/4f0rGNXOL1Y/s72-c/asp+book+shima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-513577012169688309</id><published>2009-05-05T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:31:08.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mari teka lagu~hadiah disediakan</title><content type='html'>Kalau korang semua hebatlah.. cuba teka agaknya lagu apa yang Hazeqah nyanyikan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada hadiah disediakan kepada peneka berjaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f9d75224126e13d0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5014812752528063115</id><published>2009-05-05T07:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:57:02.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah and her courage</title><content type='html'>It is nearly one week after the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah is presuming to be recovering each day. Up until yesterday, everything was fine, I cleaned her bleeding nose, and it was actually clot from the earlier surgery. However, Hannah seems not having any appetite. She only can swallow 2 – 3 tablespoonful of nestum 3 in 1, also 2 – 3 tablespoonful of plain porridge throughout lunch and dinner. Besides that, she refuses to eat anything as she told me her throat feels ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was surprise as I could notice some fresh colour blood coming out from her right side nose. I jumped up from my bed and I was alarm for a few seconds. The pillow also has some stain of blood. Luckily, my husband is still in the house at that particular moment. Therefore, we are sending Hannah to the hospital again this morning as the Dr already informed us to take her to hospital if there is any new bleeding occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, Hannah is just Hannah. She does not get shocked even though the tissue is full of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is strong. Her courage inspires me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-5014812752528063115?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5014812752528063115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5014812752528063115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5014812752528063115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5014812752528063115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/05/hannah-and-her-courage.html' title='Hannah and her courage'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6337640483312847966</id><published>2009-04-30T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:16:11.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah, Tawakal Hospital and me - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Around 1.45 pm yesterday, I got a phone call informing me that the OT people require me to be there. So, hurriedly I moved to the nurse station, and they brought me to the OT. The nurse over there told me that Hannah has already awake but because the bius effect is still taking action, she might be feeling a bit tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SfkQVJ0zxmI/AAAAAAAABIo/GIEHudOvxY0/s1600-h/kakak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330309589570405986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SfkQVJ0zxmI/AAAAAAAABIo/GIEHudOvxY0/s400/kakak.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tired Hannah after the operation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I met Dr Solah and really thank him what he has done. He told me that the procedure undergone for almost 4 hours. The particulars discusses were as following: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Do not inquire Hannah to blow her nose, because the nose is still bleeding and Hannah might experience drowsy a little bit as soon as she awakes from her sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. The adenoid was taken out, the size is pretty massive for a normal person, so as the tonsil and he said the specimens can be seen from the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SfkQVCw8TcI/AAAAAAAABIg/26Qom064kqg/s1600-h/tonsil2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330309587675139522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SfkQVCw8TcI/AAAAAAAABIg/26Qom064kqg/s400/tonsil2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Size of tonsil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SfkQU5vKWCI/AAAAAAAABIY/k6fIfRe_hX4/s1600-h/adeniods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330309585251751970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SfkQU5vKWCI/AAAAAAAABIY/k6fIfRe_hX4/s400/adeniods.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;size of adenoids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The sinusitis mucus was managed to get sucked out from the area between noses and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Two tubes were put inside both of her middle ears helping to work out the eardrum stuck in the glue. (well I am not sure about the scientific terms anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. No food is allowed for Hannah for the next 6 hours. Drinking water is also forbidden for the next 3 to 4 hours until she is fully awaken. Soft ice cream and jelly might possible for her to learn how to gulp down slowly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;6. Finally he said Hannah would be much better, healthier, more clearly in hearing and perhaps less snoring as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, 2 nurses pushed her stretcher to the ward followed by me. They informed me that the Dr has already given them the instructions and from time to time they will come and observe Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah opens her eyes ON and OFF started from 3 pm. The first impression when she saw me and when I said hi sayang mama, she gave me that angry look. I understand. You know why? Maybe everybody around her was not telling her the truth. People keep on telling her ‘Its ok, not to worry, no pain’ etc, but it was never as what she experienced. He he… anyway, everything is settled and the most important task now is to ensure her recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was fully awake at 4.30 pm, she was pointing her tummy. I asked her if she is hungry and she nodded agree. I said, well, the doctor only allows kakak to eat started from 8 pm. And she asked for plain water. After that she went to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5 pm, she went to toilet. Thank you mak for being here with me helping me take care Hannah. Kalau mak takdek panic jugak aku nak pegang dia lagi dengan botol air dia lagi. Nearly around 5.30 pm, Dr Solah walked in and reminds me again the instruction, type of medications and a few rules must be aware for Hannah after the operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile she keeps on asking when her sister is coming to the hospital. I think more than 3 times she was signaling me asking me about when Hazeqah is coming. Umm.. she misses her sister. Gaduh gaduh juga.. bila tak jumpa asyik2 tanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started to swallow the MILO ice cream at 6 pm I think only for 3 – 4 tea spoons. She took the plain porridge at 8 pm as advised by the doctor. At nearly 10 pm, 2 nurses came in for her BP and after that a nurse was checking her BP and body temperature. The readings were 100/60 for BP and 37.2 for her body temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slept at 10.30 pm. And after ensuring that everything was fine, I pull the blanket, put on my socks, and joining Hannah in her dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a long day. Hope everything goes well for tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-6337640483312847966?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6337640483312847966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6337640483312847966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6337640483312847966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6337640483312847966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/hannah-tawakal-hospital-and-me-day-2.html' title='Hannah, Tawakal Hospital and me - Day 2'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SfkQVJ0zxmI/AAAAAAAABIo/GIEHudOvxY0/s72-c/kakak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-2519555083259751364</id><published>2009-04-29T11:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:11:38.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Hannah and Tawakal Hospital - Day 1</title><content type='html'>Seawal jam 5.15 pagi aku telah sedar dari tidur. The nurse who came yesterday already reminds me that Hannah must be given a glass of water and Ribena before 6.00 am in the morning. Selepas itu, Hannah lansung tidak dibenarkan meminum walaupun setitis air. So, at 5.30 Hannah was already awaken from her sleep because I have to ensure that she is conscious when drinking ribena. At around 7.15 am in the morning, a bius specialist walked in to the room to check Hannah and preparing her for the surgery procedure. From time to time, a few nurses coming in and out taking her blood pressure, body temperature, also giving her some medicine prior to bius procedure by the specialist doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At exactly 8.45 am, 2 nurses together with an attendant came in bringing in a stretcher to our room. I could see Hannah face is changing as she saw the nurse took out the blue uniform and the cap for her. They took her to the Operation Theatre and there I was introduced to the bius specialist, Dr Azilah and she was explaining to me the procedures and steps taken for 'biusing' Hannah prior to the surgery procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Hannah calming her as I saw her tears dropping fast from her eyes. The eyes turning red and I know she is afraid. Good thing about the doctor is that she keeps on reminding Hannah to recite Al-Fatihah every time she talked to Hannah. I tried to be strong so that Hannah could be much stronger entering the OT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my chest pounding so hard when she told me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mama.. boleh tak mama doakan Hannah cepat sembuh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ye sayang. Mama selalu doakan Hannah. Kan mama sayang Hannah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hannah nak cepat sembuh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hannah said while holding my hand so tight and I could see her tears dropping so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as my tears inside. But from what I see, she is a strong girl. She tried to calm herself without crying much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by. The stretcher was pushed to the OT at 9.10 am. I could see Dr Solah. He also mentioned me not to worry too much about my girl. As entering the OT, I felt fear also as I looked around and could see there were so many gadgets inside the room. Umm.. Hannah then was given the mask and the black baloon for her to suck the gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few second, she started closing her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The the Dr told me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well Puan, normally budak2 akan meronta sikit la kalau mula2 nak tidur. So Puan jangan terkejut kalau nanti tiba2 anak puan menendang dan angkat kaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The Dr explained to me with a very low tone voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what she said was true I could see Hannah's legs and hands started to move. As soon as Hannah closes her eyes, they asked me to wait outside by giving me what I can say a templet statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ok Puan. Minta puan tunggu di luar dulu kita nak mulakan prosedur ni. Actually its normal procedures but its advisable to wait outside takut puan tak selesa nanti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am inside the room waiting for my girl as I promised her mummy will be around as soon as you open your eyes my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah be with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy love you Hannah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-2519555083259751364?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/2519555083259751364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=2519555083259751364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2519555083259751364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2519555083259751364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-hannah-and-tawakal-hospital-day-1.html' title='Me, Hannah and Tawakal Hospital - Day 1'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3593016818321433244</id><published>2009-04-26T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:16:52.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alahai anak omak</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tengah2 aku mengapdet data2 dalam portable hard disc aku, tetiba aku terjumpa klip video lama nih.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Masa ni kalau tak silap aku Hazeqah baru setahun sepuluh bulan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bila aku tunjuk dia klip ni, dia kata.. mama.. tapi Zeqah kan tak boleh reverse jadi baby balik.. he he..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b72f7986834ff3d8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db72f7986834ff3d8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D9124058C299D7752CCECFAD15E4CD821AEFD7C.661F11AF1B0993F53A1A8F79C45DA4F35665442C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db72f7986834ff3d8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dxhn6CYCe0j8Jr0OQJm00c1NzSQE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db72f7986834ff3d8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D9124058C299D7752CCECFAD15E4CD821AEFD7C.661F11AF1B0993F53A1A8F79C45DA4F35665442C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db72f7986834ff3d8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dxhn6CYCe0j8Jr0OQJm00c1NzSQE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-3593016818321433244?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b72f7986834ff3d8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3593016818321433244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3593016818321433244' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3593016818321433244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3593016818321433244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/alahai-anak-omak.html' title='alahai anak omak'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-2807127646650961628</id><published>2009-04-24T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:16:11.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hah apa lagi.. bacalah buku</title><content type='html'>Dah dua hari aku melepak. Mentang-mentangla ada gap 4 hari exam aku nih. Nanti Isnin aku ada last paper. Harini aku memang plan nak bangun awal. Yelah selalu kalau exam atau kelas aku akan bangun pukul 5.30 pagi kalau tak exam aku bangun 6.30 pagi. So pagi tadi aku bangun pukul 6.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya bukanlah aku sesuka hati nak melepak dan membuang masa walaupun aku ada gap yang agak panjang. Sebenarnya tangan kanan aku ni sakit. Dah 2 hari dah. Aku ingat sebab aku makan kambing seciput kat Al-Rawsha haritu. Rupanya bila aku kaji balik, sebab dah 2 hari berselang aku terpaksa menulis dengan cepat. Yelah, sekarang ni kan ke musim final exam. Jadi speed penulisan tangan aku perlulah dinaikkan ke tahap acceleration. Maklum sajalah, bila dalam kelas, belajar lecture notes downlod dari LMS, buat asainmen semuanya bertaip, hantar email, update blog sumernya main tekan aje. Sesekali kena menulis berbelas2 mukasurat dalam masa 2 jam mau tak naik otot2 sasa tangan aku nih. Kalau 2 tahun aku praktikkan, mau berketul2 lengan aku lepas nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, untuk menghilangkan kebosanan aku (kemalasan sebenonya), semalam aku ajaklah anak buah aku cikenit dua orang datang sini. Saje jer masa mak bapak diorang pi outstation ajelah aku boleh curik diorang ni (tapi aku dah bagitau mak dia sebelum tu yer). Seronok jugak sekali sekala rumah aku ni ada ramai kanak2 (peringatan : ramai kanak2 bukan bermaksud ramai anak). Anak aku pun hepi la ada kawan main2 sampai eimran taknak balik hu hu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak jadi cerita, pagi ni aku bangun, tangan aku masih lagi sakit. Tak ada tanda-tanda penyembuhan akan berlaku. Alamak camana nih? Teringat aku kepada krim FLANIL dalam lemari aku. So apa lagi, habis satu lengan aku sapu. Lepas satu minit... dia punya aura rasa cam kebakaran lengan aku nih.. Tapi.. memang power.. lepas setengah jam, Alhamdulillah sakit aku mula berkurangan .. sebab tulah aku boleh kembali beraksi mengapdet blog nih.. he he.. Time kasihla cek abang aku ingatkan aku pasal krim FLANIL nih. Memang power! (Patutla masa aku dalam pantang dulu mak suruh sapu minyak misai kat kaki supaya cepat hilang sengal2.. time kasih mak..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, apa lagi.. tangan dah sikit ok, sarapan dah sudah, gaji dah masuk, so bil2 dah bayar online.. ummm hah.. apa lagi.. baca lah buku.. hu hu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-2807127646650961628?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/2807127646650961628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=2807127646650961628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2807127646650961628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2807127646650961628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/hah-apa-lagi-bacalah-buku.html' title='hah apa lagi.. bacalah buku'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-8381839956552275735</id><published>2009-04-20T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:01:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camana ni? Pening kepala aku weh..</title><content type='html'>Balik dari exam petang tadi terkejut aku melihat bil letrik rumah aku bulan ni. Selama berbulan-bulan, aku rasa this month is the most expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;April 2009 - RM 323.97&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mac 2009 - RM 245.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Feb 2009 - RM 209.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jan 2009 - RM 264.97&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rekod paling tinggi umah aku ialah &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RM346.71&lt;/span&gt; masa bulan&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; September 2008&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun bil letrik rumah aku ni selalunya fluctuate, tapi bulan ni bebetul memeranjatkan aku. Maid aku pun macam cuak aje nak hulur bil tu dekat aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun hairan. Mana taknya, sejak Hannah kena selsema, Dr dah tak bagi dia duduk dalam aircond. So basically penggunaan letrik dah berkurang. Lagipun aku dah lama tak gosok baju batik atau baju kurung nak pegi ofis sebab kalau aku ada kelas sauk Jeans dgn Tshirt aje. Anak aku sekolah pagi petang. Rasanya masa kempen tutup lampu tu pun aku dah kerahkan semua lampu ditutup di rumah aku, we all satu family semua keluar pegi pasar malam.. Vakum carpet umah pun seminggu sekali aje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takkan TNB salah baca meter?&lt;br /&gt;Kalau cenggini berterusan boleh jadi serigala jadian aku nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.. Pening kepala aku weh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-8381839956552275735?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/8381839956552275735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=8381839956552275735' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8381839956552275735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8381839956552275735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/camana-ni-pening-kepala-aku-weh.html' title='Camana ni? Pening kepala aku weh..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-272010707780880963</id><published>2009-04-18T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T07:29:00.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haa.. yang itu aku kisah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku sebenarnya tak faham mengapa Berita Utama RTM perlu kembali jam 8 malam? Masa mula-mula Pak Menterinya tukar ke pukul 9, aku adalah jugak macam tak berapa setuju. Mungkin sebab aku dah biasa dengan slogan waktu perdana jam 8 malam. Tapi bila aku kaji balik, aku balik kampung, aku tengok Pak Mentua aku balik surau dah dekat pukul 9 malam boleh jugak dia tengok berita-berita semasa, gagasan dan ucapan menteri, perkembangan politik tanahair, dunia hiburan dan sukan, dsb selepas selesai menunaikan solat isyak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau stesen TV swasta dah siarkan jam 8 malam, tak apa lah. RTM siarkan ajelah jam 9. Bukan Pak Mentua aku aje, ramai lagi ahli-ahli surau tak kira di pekan mahupun di kampung yang akan balik rumah sekitar menghampiri jam 9 malam. Kadang-kadang aku dan suami terkejar-kejar solat Maghrib masa iklan sebab nak tengok berita punya hal. Sebab itu bagi aku, Berita Utama RTM jam 9 malam adalah platform paling sesuai bagi kerajaan untuk menyampaikan sebarang maklumat yang tepat menuju sasaran. Masa ni lah paling sesuai nak bagi informasi kat geng-geng nih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi, bila Pak Menteri baru naik, semuanya bertukar. Aku dapat bayangkan Pak Mentua aku kat kampung tu, balik surau, makan malam dan selepas itu kembali bosan terus tidur. Maklumlah TV malam-malam bukan ada cerita menarik, kalau ada cerita melayu pun lawaknya agak slapstik dan memualkan aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, bagi aku, pukul 8 ke, pukul 9 ke, aku lebih senang akses berita secara online. Malasla pulak aku nak pikir bagi pihak Pak Menteri. Biarlah Pak Menteri pikir sendiri. Kalau aku pandai macam Pak Menteri mungkin skang ni aku pun dah masuk politik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku harap Pak Menteri Pelajaran jangan lah revert PPSMI tu ke Bahasa Melayu balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haaaa...yang itu aku kisah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-272010707780880963?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/272010707780880963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=272010707780880963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/272010707780880963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/272010707780880963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/haa-yang-itu-aku-kisah.html' title='Haa.. yang itu aku kisah...'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4909556803308862114</id><published>2009-04-17T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:21:03.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Amor Mi Vida Mi Corazon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SedzP6T3x0I/AAAAAAAABIQ/GJDCcTIMXE8/s1600-h/IMAGE_hh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325351801576736578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SedzP6T3x0I/AAAAAAAABIQ/GJDCcTIMXE8/s320/IMAGE_hh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi Amor, Mi Vida, Mi Corazon (My Love, My Life, My Heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final exam for Semester 2 is approaching. Just around the corner. In 3 days time, I will be sitting for my first paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a few time since this morning as I tried to focus on my books and my notes. Nevertheless, every time I try, it is not working.&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot focus on any of my task now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I tried to breathe in and breathe out several times, I realise that I could not make it. My mind is flying away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been more than 2 weeks since Hannah has ongoing flu. Finally, yesterday Hannah was referred to ENT specialist. Therefore, the whole day yesterday we were in Tawakal Hospital. We went to see the specialist; Hannah did the CT Scan and XRay as well. The result as below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The adenoids are enlarged with narrowing of the postnasal airways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There is mucosal thickening in the ethmoid and maxillary sinuses. In addition, the right side appears worse than the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nasal turbinates are hypertrophic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as expected, the Dr recommended us the very best solution for Hannah, that is for her to undergone a surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that these might be the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hannah always watches TV with a very high volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are several times I realise Hannah does not respond when I called her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Her academic performance is slowing down; because she could not understand very clear during teaching and learning process in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She could not breathe through nose as normal, forcing her to breathe through her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She experiences bad snoring lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When she eats something I cook, she tastes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hannah my sweet girl, mummy loves you so much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would do whatever it takes to make this world such a beautiful world for you sweetie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would take any risk to make sure you can experience this wonderful world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DEFINITELY, I have to put aside all my books, push away all my notes for a while. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;At this moment, the only image that comes to my mind is my sweet little Hannah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-4909556803308862114?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4909556803308862114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4909556803308862114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4909556803308862114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4909556803308862114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/mi-amor-mi-vida-mi-corazon.html' title='Mi Amor Mi Vida Mi Corazon'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SedzP6T3x0I/AAAAAAAABIQ/GJDCcTIMXE8/s72-c/IMAGE_hh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-8692324194268610519</id><published>2009-04-15T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T02:01:11.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antara Selar, Tenggiri dan Jenahak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQzs0t9Y1I/AAAAAAAABIA/AKWTQfbGzBY/s1600-h/telo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324437504617440082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQzs0t9Y1I/AAAAAAAABIA/AKWTQfbGzBY/s400/telo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Telur dadar - Hannah loves most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ever since she was small, Hannah loves to eat eggs. Every day she asks for nasi and telur until I got headache persuading her to take others than eggs. Until Hazeqah was born then only Hannah started to eat other type of food. At that moment, Hazeqah was staying with Bibik (dah arwah dah); she had 5 kids back in her hometown so basically she managed to cook for Hazeqah a lot of different choices of food. I still remembered that moment when Hazeqah was little; she used to eat different kind of food and Hannah started to follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324437503536074978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQzswsJEOI/AAAAAAAABII/cYlfs_ac-Jk/s400/telo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Telur mata - well.. she takes only the white part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Slowly, she started with nasik goreng kosong, from time to time I add &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anchovies’, chicken, shrimps&lt;/span&gt; etc. Just to make sure that she can get rid of eggs! In fact, starting from 2 years back, I told them, only Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday they are allowed to eat Eggs. The rest of the days must be others for instance fish, chicken, beef, etc. Just to make sure they get varieties of vitamins and minerals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been nearly one year, Hannah has stopped taking chicken (except KFC). Back home, normally chicken is not their favourite. Even Hazeqah also she prefers not to eat chicken. Their favourite was &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ikan selar&lt;/span&gt;. Even though we tried to initiate &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ikan tenggiri, ikan jenahak, ikan merah,&lt;/span&gt; but maybe ikan selar has crusty taste so for nearly a couple of months ikan selar were in ‘&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;everyday menu list’&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324433023633905602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQvn_wO18I/AAAAAAAABHg/u7GyJOSaW40/s400/selar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;selar goreng garing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HOWEVER, today, if you ask, no more ikan selar for them. Their set of choices are diverging to Ikan Tenggiri, Jenahak or Ikan Merah and occasionally ikan bawal. So, currently, every week I have to make an appointment with the girl at Pasar Borong and basically, for a week, they might have seekor ikan tenggiri and seekor ikan jenahak or ikan merah saiz besar. But they will only eat the body. The head? Of course, kena masak asam pedas atau kari kepala ikan la jawabnya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324433027282519506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQvoNWIRdI/AAAAAAAABHo/KvGzw_yGWxQ/s400/tenggiri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tenggiri goreng kunyit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQw3D3cvoI/AAAAAAAABH4/K43AGNqrU7M/s1600-h/asam+pedas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324434381947584130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQw3D3cvoI/AAAAAAAABH4/K43AGNqrU7M/s400/asam+pedas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Asam pedas jenahak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQw26hykKI/AAAAAAAABHw/bNx812aVBzE/s1600-h/jenahak+kari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324434379440820386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQw26hykKI/AAAAAAAABHw/bNx812aVBzE/s400/jenahak+kari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kari kepala ikan jenahak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I visit Pasar Borong Selayang and please view the list price below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 ekor Tenggiri sederhana = RM 85&lt;br /&gt;2 ekor Jenahak sederhana = RM 88&lt;br /&gt;1 ekor Merah sederhana = RM 35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total Price = RM 208&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not? This is only for 10 days consume! And they are only for my 2 girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Therefore, for a month, basically, the basic cost of all fishes are = RM 624.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nampaknya mama kena belajar buat kolam ikan macam villa Kendung boleh makan ikan free.. hu hu.. &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/7116971001161420595-8692324194268610519?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/8692324194268610519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=8692324194268610519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8692324194268610519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8692324194268610519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/antara-selar-tenggiri-dan-jenahak.html' title='Antara Selar, Tenggiri dan Jenahak'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SeQzs0t9Y1I/AAAAAAAABIA/AKWTQfbGzBY/s72-c/telo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-7367467319735114418</id><published>2009-04-13T10:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:17:29.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saya menyesal cikgu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku masih ingat waktu menjadi guru praktikal, semasa hari akhir aku di sekolah tersebut, kesemua buku nota mereka aku beri ulasan dan aku lukiskan bintang. Apabila buku semua selesai dipulangkan, datang seorang pelajar .. matanya kelihatan merah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Kenapa ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Aku bertanya dengan nada terkejut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saya sedih sebab cikgu dah nak pergi.. saya baru nak belajar Fizik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takpe, nanti awak email la saya..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tak sama cikgu. Dari saya darjah satu sampai saya form 4, tak pernah ada cikgu yang bagi saya star. Mak bapak saya pun tak pernah puji saya. tapi cikgu bagi saya star, saya rasa sangat gembira. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku tergamam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher, you dont have to worry, if you can manage to teach us in La Salle PJ, dont worry.. we are very sure, you are able to teach anywhere you are sent to..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---@---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ada sekali tu, aku, suami dan anak2 ke Secret Recipe, Jusco Wangsa Maju. Selepas mencari tempat duduk dan memesan makanan, kami dihampiri oleh seorang wanita separuh umur dan 2 lelaki. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cikgu apa khaba? Sihat ke? Anak2 saya selalu bercerita pasal cikgu.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;owh ye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Jawab aku sambil menyeringai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Awak buat apa sekarang ni? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saya tengah buat housemanship, haritu kat UPM buat Medic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saya pulak study lagi cikgu.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(kat mana aku lupa..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;owh kenapa tak ada yang jadi engineer atau cikgu Fizik? Nampaknya hasil saya tak menjadila takdek yg minat Fizik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bukan tak minat cikgu. Fizik susah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;umm.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---@---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ada sekali tu kami sekeluarga ke McDonald Taman Melati. Selepas mencari port yang sesuai kami pun duduk di satu sudut yang agak terpencil. Aku ditegur oleh seorang lelaki (semuanya student yang tegur aku ni lelaki jer.. yang pompuan semuanya hampeh). Segak mamat ni. Dulu masa sekolah aku ingat comot aje.. Katanya dia bekerja somewhere di Jalan Ampang (aku lupalah keje Bank kot.. maklumlah dah tua)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So buat apa kat sini? dah pukul 10 malam ni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ni ada side bisnes sikit jumpa partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wah bagusnya.. aku pun takdek partner side bisnes. he he.. macam-macam ex-student aku nih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---@---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu aku sedang melangkah masuk ke sebuah kedai pukal di Pasar Borong Selayang. Terlihat aku kelibat seorang lelaki sangat muda yang sedang mengangkat kotak berisi minuman tin keluar dari kedai. Raut wajahnya sangat aku kenali dan aku hampir menyapanya tatkala dia melintasi hadapanku. Namun belum sempat aku berkata, kotak minuman yang dipikulnya itu tiba-tiba jatuh. Apabila aku mengangkat muka, dia tidak kelihatan dan terus hilang di sebalik rak-rak itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eh kenapa dengan kau ni?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Kedengaran suara lain menegurnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cikgu aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tu pompuan yang berdiri kat depan tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Habis apasal yang kau menyorok kat sini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takkan aku nak dia tau aku kerja kat sini? Malulah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tulah masa sekolah belajar malas, skang dah keje pasar borong tau malu dengan cikgu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahamlah aku mengapa barang itu jatuh. dia terkejut rupanya melihat aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu bukanlah kali pertama.. Ada beberapa kali aku terserempak dengan anak-anak murid aku. Mungkin mereka ingat aku tak kenal, atau tak cam, tapi sebenarnya tidak. Aku ingat. Cuma aku tak boleh nak agak dari batch mana asal mereka ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---@---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kejadian ni berlaku rasanya dah lebih dari 5 tahun. Di Pasar Malam berhampiran Stadium Selayang, aku dan Hannah sedang jenjalan.. tiba-tiba kedengaran suara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cikgu cikgu.. eh apa khabar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Khabar baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Jawab aku sambil mencongak2 dalam kepala umur mamat depan aku nih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selepas bersalam, bertanya khabar dan bertukar2 email, dia lantas berkata, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cikgu, kalau dulu saya belajar bersungguh-sungguh semasa cikgu mengajar saya, mesti saya boleh pergi lebih lagi dari apa yang ada sekarang ni.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takper. Oklah tu. Dah buat QS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saya menyesal cikgu. Sebenarnya, bila saya dah masuk matrix, actually, kalkulus tu takla susah mana. Tapi masa F5 saya main-main. Kalau masa cikgu ajar add maths dulu saya dengar, saya tak main-main, memang saya dah boleh ambik Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Eh dah buat QS, awak patut bersyukur dengan pencapaian sekarang ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saya menyesal cikgu..saya betul-betul menyesal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan lidah aku menjadi kelu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-7367467319735114418?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/7367467319735114418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=7367467319735114418' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7367467319735114418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7367467319735114418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/saya-menyesal-cikgu.html' title='saya menyesal cikgu..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3164927178562230672</id><published>2009-04-12T08:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:20:39.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge of the Fallen - Tak sabar aku nak ke panggung..</title><content type='html'>Dah lama sangat rasanya aku tak pergi layan movie kat panggung. Asyik sibuk memanjang. Anak-anak aku pun dah mula tanya bila nak pergi tengok movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmgbbGJW6ZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmgbbGJW6ZE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Filem aksi arahan Micheal Bay yang dilakonkan di US, Shanghai, Qatar dan Egypt ini akan muncul pada hujung Jun 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autobots vs Decepticon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. Tak sabar aku nak ke panggung.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-3164927178562230672?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3164927178562230672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3164927178562230672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3164927178562230672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3164927178562230672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/revenge-of-fallen-tak-sabar-aku-nak-ke.html' title='Revenge of the Fallen - Tak sabar aku nak ke panggung..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-1974544794406867226</id><published>2009-04-10T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:27:38.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ku tak sanggup bila aku jauh dari dirimu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-afd474faa47e4b09" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafd474faa47e4b09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8078C6A41A615080C70623D07E6326B30727765B.5AA9A86EAAF02916F475B3CA8A6DDA19A583F95B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafd474faa47e4b09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgpwCU1PvsXydvvS-e3kA1lUb9Ak&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafd474faa47e4b09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8078C6A41A615080C70623D07E6326B30727765B.5AA9A86EAAF02916F475B3CA8A6DDA19A583F95B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafd474faa47e4b09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgpwCU1PvsXydvvS-e3kA1lUb9Ak&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dalam tempoh lebih kurang sebulan, adik aku yang kelima akan melansungkan pernikahannya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Walaupun aku dalam keadaan kesibukan yang amat sangat, maklumlah minggu depan aku dah final exam, aku pun buat-buat menyibuk bila aku tengok mak aku sudah mula sibuk. Sesekali ke rumah mak, aku dapat lihat pelbagai barang sudah mula dibeli, cadar pengantin, langsir baru, barang-barang doorgift untuk majlis kenduri pun dah mula memenuhi ruang tamu rumah mak. Rumah pun telah dicat dengan warna yang baru sebagai persiapan untuk majlis itu nanti. Maklumla, dah lama rumah mak aku tu tak ada kenduri kahwin. Kali terakhir pun masa tahun 2001, majlis perkahwinan adik aku yang kedua. Anak dia pun dah masuk darjah satu. Bayangkanlah punyalah lama.. Masa Pak Lang kawin, tak buat kat rumah mak, buat gilang-gemilang di Dewan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tengah2 aku belek2 portable hard disc aku tadi, aku terlihat video pertunangan Akman ni. Tiba-tiba hati aku menjadi sayu. Entah kenapa, mungkin sebab selepas ini aku terpaksa berkongsi adik aku dengan orang lain. Akman akan menjadi sebahagian dari keluarga lain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Masa Epit kawin dulu pun aku sedih jugak (Agaknya masa aku kawin dulu diorang sedih tak?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323084173062640066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sd9k2jznEcI/AAAAAAAABHY/ZXwWE393oHk/s400/akmar+poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aku harap nanti Akeman lepas kawin akan mantain cun yer.. Bukannya apa.. nanti karang susah nak diet balik. Nanti milynshoppe toke herbal life jugak yang kaya.. he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Tak sabar aku nak makan kari kambing Aqiqah Hazeqah masa majlis akad nikah nanti.. umm.. bilalah aku nak START? Majlis perasmian dah berpuluh kali dah.. launching je dah tak terkira banyaknya.. tapi gear belum masuk2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-1974544794406867226?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=afd474faa47e4b09&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/1974544794406867226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=1974544794406867226' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1974544794406867226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1974544794406867226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/ku-tak-sanggup-bila-jauh-dari-dirimu.html' title='ku tak sanggup bila aku jauh dari dirimu..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sd9k2jznEcI/AAAAAAAABHY/ZXwWE393oHk/s72-c/akmar+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-8321884800571482167</id><published>2009-04-01T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:40:03.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>biarkan kematangan dan waktu yang mengajar mereka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cerita ini disampaikan kepada aku oleh seorang bekas guru kira-kira lima belas tahun yang lalu. Mungkin versinya agak berbeza dengan versi sebenar aku tak pasti. Sekiranya versi ini berbeza dari cerita sebenar, aku mohon maaf kerana ianya sudah terlalu lama, dan aku pun dah lupa butirannya. Tapi kerangka dan pengajaran cerita ini pastinya aku takkan lupa dan sentiasa menjadi panduan kepada aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialog ini berlaku dalam sebuah kelas tahun 4 yang mana rata-rata murid-muridnya berumur sekitar 10 tahun. Guru ini bertanya mengenai cita-cita masing-masing kepada setiap seorang murid di dalam kelasnya pada suatu hari. Murid-murid juga perlu menerangkan kenapa mereka mempunyai cita-cita sedemikian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila besar nanti kamu nak jadi apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saya ingin menjadi seorang taukeh kilang gula. Taukeh kilang gula kaya. Ada banyak duit boleh beli kereta besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Setelah disoal, terdapat sebuah kilang memproses gula di belakang kawasan perumahan murid ini tinggal. Bapanya bekerja di kilang gula tersebut. Taukehnya selalu kelihatan berulang-alik dengan menaiki pelbagai jenis kereta mewah melewati kawasan rumah murid ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apa cita-cita kamu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saya nak jadi seorang juruterbang. Sebab saya dapat pergi jalan-jalan serata dunia. Boleh beli macam-macam surveniour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu murid ini bekerja sebagai tukang cuci di sebuah Lapangan terbang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apa cita-cita kamu nanti apabila dewasa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saya ingin pastikan ekonomi negara dikuasai dan didominasi oleh orang-orang Melayu Islam yang berjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Apa pekerjaan bapa kamu?&lt;br /&gt;Menteri Pertanian Malaysia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- @ ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita selalu bertanya kepada kanak-kanak, “bila besar nanti nak jadi apa?”. Kanak-kanak yang masih putih bersih ini akan memberikan macam-macam jawapan. Dan lazimnya, jawapan yang diberi oleh kanak-kanak ini akan dipengaruhi oleh faktor persekitaran dan pengaruh ibubapa yang dilihat sehari-hari oleh mereka. Kanak-kanak ini sendiri tidak faham apa yang dikatakannya. Namun begitu, persekitaran seharian anak-anak ini akan secara tidak lansung menanam satu sikap dalam diri mereka untuk merancang masa depan mereka. Aku masa kecil dulu pun pernah bercita-cita untuk menjadi seorang penyanyi kerana aku melihat seronok dan glemernya menjadi penyanyi apabila penonton bertepuk tangan selepas membuat persembahan dan berpakaian cantik apabila muncul di kaca TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebanyakan ibubapa mengimpikan anak-anak mereka mempunyai cita-cita yang besar. Maka berlumba-lumbalah kita menanamkan semangat pada anak-anak kita, agar bila besar nanti anak kita tersebut akan menjadi majistret, engineer, doktor, lawyer, akauntan dsb. Maka anak-anak ini akan dikerah untuk menjadi yang terbaik dalam hidup mereka. Kena pergi tusyen, kelas tambahan, tak boleh menonton TV, semata-mata nak pastikan anak kita cemerlang dalam peperiksaan, berjaya masuk Universiti dan mencapai impian KITA sebagai ibubapa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang hidup aku, aku tidak pernah dipaksa oleh sesiapapun dalam mencapai cita-cita aku. Mak dan Abah tidak pernah memaksa kami adik beradik membaca buku tanpa henti dan belajar siang malam, paksa aku pergi kelas tusyen dsb. Namun, kebebasan ini tidak pernah aku jadikan sebagai satu tiket untuk malas belajar. Alhamdulillah, aku dan adik-adik belajar dalam suasana yang kondusif tanpa ada paksaan dari mak mahupun abah yang mahukan kami mencapai cita-cita mereka. We made our own decisions’. Terima kasih mak dan abah yang sentiasa membimbing, menasihati dan menyokong kami walau apapun keputusan kami. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319657568802508738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SdM4X8MxD8I/AAAAAAAABG4/YnV6ALa0EVQ/s400/nana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319657570519004754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SdM4YCmAtlI/AAAAAAAABHA/iwKMRApVy-I/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319657571792824050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SdM4YHVtpvI/AAAAAAAABHI/Rz3elg74I2I/s400/milyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319657575630294050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SdM4YVoozCI/AAAAAAAABHQ/tDO_DFs5I3k/s400/eimran.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hakikatnya, sebagai ibubapa, kita harus ingat, (peringatan paling penting kepada diri aku sendiri), meletak harapan yang terlalu tinggi kepada anak-anak kita bukan setakat hanya untuk meningkatkan motivasi mereka, tapi secara tidak sedar mungkin akan membunuh semangat mereka.. kerana mungkin mereka ada impian mereka sendiri..yang ingin mereka capai.. mungkin bukan lawyer, bukan engineer dan bukan doktor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hazeqah kalau ditanya, nak jadi cook sebab suka main Diner Dash Yahoo Game. Dia suruh mama masak, dia take orders dan kakak serves. Aku iyerkan aje sebab aku tau.. masa akan berlalu dan cita-cita mereka.. mengikut apa yang mereka faham pada peringkat usia mereka. Kita bimbing dan doakan kejayaan mereka. Biarkan kematangan dan waktu yang akan mengajar mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Entry ini aku tulis atas keinsafan aku selepas membaca entry &lt;a href="http://milynshoppe.blogspot.com/2009/03/aku-yang-kau-pilih.html"&gt;http://milynshoppe.blogspot.com/2009/03/aku-yang-kau-pilih.html&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Juga terkenang aku kisah seorang adik aku yang dah berjaya menjadi PTD. Aku sememangnya bangga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tahniah kepada mak dan abah, kerana insyaALlah, pada penghujung tahun ini, kesemua anak-anakmu (seramai 7 orang) masing-masing bergelar graduan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan.. kami tidak pernah dipaksa untuk sampai ke tahap ini.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-8321884800571482167?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/8321884800571482167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=8321884800571482167' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8321884800571482167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8321884800571482167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/04/biarkan-kematangan-dan-waktu-yang.html' title='biarkan kematangan dan waktu yang mengajar mereka'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SdM4X8MxD8I/AAAAAAAABG4/YnV6ALa0EVQ/s72-c/nana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5313796845982183079</id><published>2009-03-30T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T04:18:31.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>takpela.. mama janganla sedih..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sc_WvXDErSI/AAAAAAAABGw/koP8WRDSk-I/s1600-h/IMG_0917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318705794076945698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sc_WvXDErSI/AAAAAAAABGw/koP8WRDSk-I/s400/IMG_0917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pada hari minggu yang lalu, aku memang tidak kemana-mana. Hanya ke Jusco Wangsa Maju membeli barang-barang stok keperluan rumah yang dah susut. Maid aku dah siapkan list yang hendak dibeli, apa lagi, siapkan ajelah duitnya. Kebetulan weekend ni setiap hari hujan. So adalah alasan aku untuk menyiapkan assignment database aku kat rumah. Bukannya apa, presentation hari Selasa ni, so kalau tak siap, memang sah-sah kantoi 20% aku. Bukannya boleh copy and paste, system tu nak kena develop, nak kena test dan nak kena run report. So, weekend ni memang aku agak al-kelam wal-kabut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi mesti korang tak caya, cara aku nak merelease tension aku ialah dengan memasak. ha ha.. sebabnya kalau hari weekdays, selalunya aku ada kelas sampai kol 9 malam. Sampai umah dah kol 10, nak masak amendanya. Alhamdulillah suami aku memahami. So, kekadang lepas aku balik kelas, dia akan bawak kitorang pegi pot kat mamak Taqwa Sri Gombak tu. Itu memang la tempat pot semenjak dia bujang. Sampai skang ni dah ada anak 2 dah besar2 anak aku pun kitorang pegi situ jugak. Sebab santai aje tempat dia. So, weekend ajelah aku melepas gian nak memasak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, bukan itu yang aku nak cerita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku nak citer pasal kesibukan aku ni sampai anak aku yang kecik pun perasan. Bila dia tengok aku macam huru hara aje, dia akan tanya, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mama, why you look like so sedih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mama ada banyak kerja la baby. Sebab tu mama sedih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hai.. ada banyak kerja pun sedih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yelah.. Sebab mama tak tau bila nak siap. Sebab tu la mama sedih sebab tak dapat main-main dengan baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Takpe la. Mama janganla sedih. Ni, cuba mama tengok ni, Zeqah pun ada banyak kerja. Tengok ni Homework Cina Zeqah pun belum siap. Nanti Zeqah temanla mama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Katanya sambil menyelak buku Mandarinnya dan menunjukkan kepada aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nanti baby tidur lewat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tak apa la. Kalau Zeqah nak tidur nanti Zeqah cakapla dengan mama. Sekarang ni mama buat la kerja mama dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;emmm.. kesiannya anak aku. Ada ke patut dia yang pujuk aku?? Masalahnya homework Cina tu aku manalah tau nak tolong. Selalunya kalau ada problem, dia akan mintak aku call maksu kat Penang, online kat YM. So, dia akan tunjukkan maksu soklan tu, dan maksu akan guide dia untuk buat soklan tu secara remote. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Untung ada teknologi. Nampaknya anak aku lagi gedeban. Study pun secara online. Siap pakai VoIP lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hai.. cepat-cepatla habis assignment. Aku nak study untuk exam pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-5313796845982183079?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5313796845982183079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5313796845982183079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5313796845982183079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5313796845982183079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/03/takpela-mama-janganla-sedih.html' title='takpela.. mama janganla sedih..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sc_WvXDErSI/AAAAAAAABGw/koP8WRDSk-I/s72-c/IMG_0917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-1094084901739977449</id><published>2009-03-28T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:15:33.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Itulah.. kan saya dah pesan basuh tangan dulu!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Untuk entry kali ini aku ingin berkongsi sedikit pengalaman aku yang tak seberapa ni. Pengalaman ini samada manis, ngeri atau apa-apa ajelah terpulangla pada korang yang membaca untuk menilai. Ini merupakan pengalaman aku sendiri yang tidak aku ceduk dari mana-mana laman web atau majalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisah 1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kisah berlaku semasa aku bertugas kira-kira 2 tahun yang lalu. Setiap hari aku akan keluar rumah jam 6.30 pagi untuk meredah traffic Jalan Kuching yang entah bila akan surutnya. Sampai ofis dalam 7.15 pagi, perkara pertama yang aku akan buat selepas turn on PC ialah membancuh kopi. Satu ofis akan tau aku dah sampai walaupun kadang-kadang aku senyap tak bersuara dalam bilik aku mengadap PC disebabkan semerbaknya bau kopi yang aku bancuh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317909537745329794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sc0CjJD43oI/AAAAAAAABGQ/0sUG7oEtVGs/s400/kopi+O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sekadar hiasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sambil layan Utusan Online, barulah power nak layan kopi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Satu hari aku ditegur oleh seorang rakan sepejabat yang berpangkat kakak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Macamana awak boleh tahan minum kopi setiap pagi?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ohh.. saya actually suka minum Nescafe dulu. Tapi now dah stop. Dah dekat setahun stop. Cuba taknak minum kafein.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh ya.. akak pun sama. Akak kopi lagi tak boleh minum. Tak tahan la dengan coffin. Selalu sakit kepala.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erkk.. biar betul akak ni. Ke aku yang salah dengar. Dia sebut kafein ke coffin? Rasanya aku belum pekak lagi. Untuk mengesahkan bahawa pendengaran aku ni masih berfungsi dengan baik, sekali lagi aku ulang statement aku.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tula pasal. Saya tak suka minum teh. So, minum kopi ajelah. Nak minum Nescafe, ada banyak KAFEIN.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Perkataan KAFEIN aku stresskan untuk membetulkan ayat kakak ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ye lah. Dah tua-tua macam ni badan mana tahan. Akak pun dah tak berani nak minum yang ber’coffin’. Takut tumbang.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak.. memang sah aku tak salah dengar. Dia memang sebut coffin. So, daripada tegur dalam hati, baik aku bagi hint kat dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bukannya Nescafe aje yang ada banyak KAFEIN. Coke, teh pun semuanya ada KAFEIN. Memangla KAFEIN ni boleh buat hilang mengantuk, tapi, bahaya KAFEIN ni kalau kita ambil berlebihan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haah. Akak pun dah takut nak ambik coffin banyak-banyak. Tapi kadang-kadang tu terpaksa juga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Katanya sambil berlalu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terkulat-kulat di situ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisah 2. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih kurang 4 tahun yang lalu, aku dan rakan sepejabat telah turun ke sekolah bagi mendapatkan maklumbalas mengenai status penggunaan perisian pendidikan di sekolah. Tak perlulah aku sebutkan sekolah mana dan negeri mana kami pergi buat soal-selidik tersebut. Cuma nak dapatkan feedback sahaja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu kami berjumpa dengan pentadbir sekolah dan dibawa ke Pusat Sumber untuk melihat lokasi penyimpanan perisian ini. Semasa melintasi sebuah kelas, aku terdengar suara cikgu sedang mengajar. Aku kagum kerana cikgu itu kelihatan sangat berdedikasi menerangkan konsep matematik kepada kelas yang diajar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba kaki aku seakan terhenti bila terdengar cikgu ni berkata di hadapan kelas.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok class.. who can answer my question, I will give you sugar-sugar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oppsss... secara automatis aku dan rakan setugas saling berpandangan. Terlopong kawan aku nih.. Parah! Parah! Sampai di hujung tangga mengekek-ngekek kami ketawa sampai nak menangis. Nasib baik guru Pusat Sumber tu tak perasan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317909541356268498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sc0CjWgza9I/AAAAAAAABGg/zbToOOj_P-M/s400/gula2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sekadar hiasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sugar-sugar? Tolongla! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisah 3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekitar bulan Mei/Jun pada tahun yang lalu, aku bersama beberapa orang rakan telah menziarahi beberapa buah sekolah di sebuah negeri di Pantai Timur. Prosedurnya sungguh mudah, kami akan berada di belakang kelas untuk melihat bagaimana guru-guru mengaplikasikan penggunaan bahan-bahan ICT ini dalam bilik darjah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingat lagi waktu itu matapelajaran Science. Eksperimen untuk menyukat suhu akibat tindakbalas kimia. Pada peringkat awal, guru ini kelihatan sangat berkeyakinan dalam penyampaiannya. Aku memang puji cikgu ni. Cara dia mengawal disiplin kelas amat mengkagumkan. Sewaktu sesi penerangan eksperimen, lebih kurang begini dialognya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ok class.. I want you to take that one and put into this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Later, take that long one, and put inside this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After, you take that thing and burn this thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lastly, make sure you write down this one in your book.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak! Berubah muka Boss aku. Hello! What is this one and what is that one? You must explain. Habisla kali ni. Kalau Boss aku dah muka cenggitu, alamat petanda tak baik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya dia nak cakap cenggini, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Later, take that long one, and put inside this one. (Take the Thermometer and put inside the test tube to measure the temperature). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya, long one = thermometer, this one = test tube. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317909539388472514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sc0CjPLpPMI/AAAAAAAABGY/FnCyKBbmkZs/s400/termometer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sekadar hiasan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Natijahnya, instead of 3 sekolah, tak pasal-pasal 10 sekolah kitorang kena pergi.&lt;br /&gt;Hampeh!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisah 4.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah berlaku 5 tahun yang lalu. Aku tak ingat negeri mana. Kami turun ke sekolah untuk tujuan yang sama. Sebelum berangkat pulang, kebiasaannya, kami akan berbincang dengan pentadbir sekolah mengenai hasil dapatan soal selidik kami. Biasalah kalau dah sembang dengan diorang ni, macam-macam topik akan keluar. Kitorang pun layan ajelah nak buat camana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami maklumkan kepada pentadbir ni, dalam network makmal komputer sekolah tu, ada banyak virus. Dengan muka yang selamba dia menjawab.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Itulah.. saya dah banyak kali pesan dengan technician, dengan cikgu-cikgu, sebelum pegang komputer tu basuh tangan dulu. Itupun saya dah mintak technician tutup semua computer tu dengan cover dia. Lepas tu pastikan selalu sembur. Inilah akibatnya kalau tak faham. Tengok dah habis semua komputer tu berjangkit.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami bertiga terus terdiam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selepas meminta izin untuk beredar dan mengucapkan terima kasih, kami tak tunggu lama. Terus masuk dalam kenderaan pejabat. Emm... tak payahla aku sambung citer ni, korang semua mesti dah tau apa yang berlaku seterusnya. Macam nak pecah perut aku tergelak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317909541502725106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sc0CjXDuK_I/AAAAAAAABGo/rWQhvMS7_2g/s400/kompiuter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sekadar hiasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sebenarnya ada banyak yang aku nak kongsi. Tapi kena tapis-tapis jugak maklumlah nanti ada pulak yang terasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma, pandangan aku, kalau Gomen nak implimen sesuatu dasar tu mestilah ada sebabnya. Contohnya PPSMI ke.. PPICT ke.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lu pikirla sendiri..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/7116971001161420595-1094084901739977449?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/1094084901739977449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=1094084901739977449' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1094084901739977449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1094084901739977449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/03/itulah-kan-saya-dah-pesan-basuh-tangan.html' title='Itulah.. kan saya dah pesan basuh tangan dulu!!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sc0CjJD43oI/AAAAAAAABGQ/0sUG7oEtVGs/s72-c/kopi+O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5987656543499600969</id><published>2009-03-25T23:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T01:00:04.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers Gathering in Al-Rawsha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pada Sabtu yang lepas, satu sesi &lt;em&gt;gathering bloggers&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://teratakanisma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teratak Anisma &lt;/a&gt;yang julung-julung kalinya telah diadakan di Labanese &lt;em&gt;Restaurant,&lt;/em&gt; Al-Rawsha, Jalan Ampang, Kuala Lumpur. Gathering kecil-kecilan ini telah dihadiri oleh hampir kesemua &lt;em&gt;bloggers&lt;/em&gt; Teratak Anisma kecuali &lt;a href="http://sangbayupermatanusantara.blogspot.com/"&gt;permata nusantara &lt;/a&gt;dan &lt;a href="http://myzira.blogspot.com/"&gt;myzira&lt;/a&gt; yang masing-masing berada di Selatan dan Utara tanahair menghabiskan saki-baki waktu-waktu terakhir di menara gading masing-masing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tujuan diadakan sesi &lt;em&gt;gathering&lt;/em&gt; ini adalah untuk mengeratkan lagi hubungan dalam kalangan &lt;em&gt;bloggers.&lt;/em&gt; Juga bagi membincangkan isu-isu hangat terkini yang dimuatkan dalam blog masing-masing termasuk penggunaan laman blog untuk tujuan perniagaan tidak ketinggalan isu-isu panas seperti PPSMI. Ahli-ahli juga turut membincangkan &lt;em&gt;security features&lt;/em&gt; yang perlu dipertingkatkan di blog masing-masing agar tidak dicemari dengan kritikan yang mengikut emosi dan berlebihan sehingga boleh mencetuskan ketidaksenangan dalam kalangan &lt;em&gt;bloggers&lt;/em&gt; yang lain. Perbincangan mengenai persiapan majlis persandingan gilang-gemilang &lt;a href="http://wfakmar.blogspot.com/"&gt;educator2009&lt;/a&gt; juga turut menjadi agenda utama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halatuju blog masing-masing seperti penggunaan blog sebagai penyebar maklumat, perniagaan, mahupun sebagai platform mengasah bakat bersajak dan bersyair juga turut dibincangkan. Terdapat juga permintaan dari &lt;em&gt;bloggers&lt;/em&gt; muda (&lt;em&gt;young bloggers&lt;/em&gt;) agar diwujudkan platform bagi mereka untuk memberi kesedaran akan peri pentingnya pendidikan dan pendedahan awal dunia IT kepada kalangan &lt;em&gt;blogger&lt;/em&gt; muda ini. ptd unggul juga disarankan agar turut sama mewujudkan blog bagi membolehkan pengalaman beliau dikongsi bersama oleh &lt;em&gt;bloggers&lt;/em&gt; Teratak Anisma yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga dibincangkan mengenai kesukaran memberi komen kepada blog-blog &lt;a href="http://milynshoppe.blogspot.com/"&gt;milynshoppe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/"&gt;digital space &lt;/a&gt;kerana sebarang ulasan perlu diluluskan oleh pengarang blog sebelum dipapar ke laman web. Terdapat juga sensitiviti dalam kalangan &lt;em&gt;bloggers&lt;/em&gt; terhadap isu dan foto (terutamanya masa zaman montel) yang dimuatnaik oleh &lt;em&gt;bloggers&lt;/em&gt; lain. Walaubagaimanapun, isu ini dianggap terpencil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpV0YKiGdI/AAAAAAAABGI/v_ttb-Bvfko/s1600-h/takboleh.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpT4jcJhJI/AAAAAAAABGA/SQ7DWVNxj0E/s1600-h/IMG_0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317154541115376786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpT4jcJhJI/AAAAAAAABGA/SQ7DWVNxj0E/s400/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hidangan utama, Nasi Mandy ayam dan kambing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpTh-WfAZI/AAAAAAAABFw/O1beL_X-IUU/s1600-h/IMG_0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317154153202385298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpTh-WfAZI/AAAAAAAABFw/O1beL_X-IUU/s400/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hadir sama semasa sesi gathering ini adalah blogger termuda dari Pantai Timur iaitu mywanfai junior yang dari mula sampai akhir gathering nampaknya asyik mengunyah nasik mandy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpThsBeudI/AAAAAAAABFo/qlKBh1VnKwc/s1600-h/raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317154148282448338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpThsBeudI/AAAAAAAABFo/qlKBh1VnKwc/s400/raw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Sedang menunggu makanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpThkQXxEI/AAAAAAAABFg/MdCcgPrxFCg/s1600-h/IMG_0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317154146197423170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpThkQXxEI/AAAAAAAABFg/MdCcgPrxFCg/s400/IMG_0930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PTD Unggul dan Educator2009 yang tak kisah pasal diet GB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpThjK9X_I/AAAAAAAABFY/hix4zwyOzKg/s1600-h/IMG_0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317154145906286578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpThjK9X_I/AAAAAAAABFY/hix4zwyOzKg/s400/IMG_0929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bisneslady Herbal Life makan dengan rileks dan kontrolnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpThagsS5I/AAAAAAAABFQ/_W6I6GOMWAg/s1600-h/IMG_0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317154143581522834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpThagsS5I/AAAAAAAABFQ/_W6I6GOMWAg/s400/IMG_0928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kedua-dua ibubapa yang dikasihi, mak dan abah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://teratakanisma.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isha-abama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sesi &lt;em&gt;gathering&lt;/em&gt; seperti ini diharap akan dapat diteruskan dari semasa ke semasa. Walaubagaimanapun, ianya tertakluk kepada kelapangan masa untuk mengumpulkan kesemua ahli dan juga yang paling penting ialah faktor PENAJA.&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/7116971001161420595-5987656543499600969?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5987656543499600969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5987656543499600969' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5987656543499600969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5987656543499600969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloggers-gathering-in-al-rawsha.html' title='Bloggers Gathering in Al-Rawsha'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScpT4jcJhJI/AAAAAAAABGA/SQ7DWVNxj0E/s72-c/IMG_0933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-7046231291698774514</id><published>2009-03-22T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:50:00.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I have higher dosage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScZrLQmFL3I/AAAAAAAABFI/qavCwbc-MaA/s1600-h/ubat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316054251334872946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScZrLQmFL3I/AAAAAAAABFI/qavCwbc-MaA/s400/ubat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Thursday I had an exam. Software Engineering paper. Even though its only contributed 10% of my final exam marks, it is very important for me as I can start to study all the chapters, awaken me from my long dreams that assignment is not everything that I need to catch up with. At least it can be a start for me to prepare for my final exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday night I was not feeling comfortable. My head felt ached, my nose started to cry and I could felt the sore throat attacking my neck. My mouth suddenly felt dry, and I told myself... thats it.. I need to push the keyboard, turn off the PC and put my head on the pillow. But as I tried to do that, the task getting more and more interesting. Maybe some people might be thinking that this lady is crazy, but to tell you guys the truth, I am learning ASP.net programming language by myself!! Can you believe that? ha ha.. maybe you dont believe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday morning I went to the clinic. After measuring my BP, the Dr said.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, the BP looks normal, 110/80. I will give you the medicine for bla.. bla.. and also some antibiotics with normal dose. After 2-3 days, if you still feel not ok, please come again to visit the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Can I have higher dosage of antibiotic Dr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I asked the Dr innocently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Asked the Dr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; have a lot of things that need my commitment. I cannot afford to fall sick especially now. Also I need to recover as fast as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Replied me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, it will cost you more than RM100. Is it ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Asked the Dr again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I dont mind. Furthermore, its the panel who is paying, not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But they will query us why the bill is so high..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he replied again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well.. if they query, and ask me to pay, its ok I will pay.. but I cannot waste my time.. especially right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay then.. Just take care.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Replied the Dr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So yesterday, after took the medication, I felt sleep until the next morning at 12 noon. As I tried to proceed with my work, suddenly my headache comes again.. umm... so, I took the medicine, and sleep again until 6.00 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, after managing all things for next week activities, including checking the children's preparation for schools including homeworks, clothes, food for their breakfast tommorrow, here I am sitting in front of my big screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I already checked my emails, updated my files, also planned some arrangements for this week discussions. Enough for today. Now I am moving to my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week is going to be more busy.. more worst and more nightmares for me.. hi hi hi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-7046231291698774514?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/7046231291698774514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=7046231291698774514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7046231291698774514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7046231291698774514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-i-have-higher-dosage.html' title='Can I have higher dosage?'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ScZrLQmFL3I/AAAAAAAABFI/qavCwbc-MaA/s72-c/ubat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-7637232612143020703</id><published>2009-03-15T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:01:12.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hai.. bilalah aku nak start ni???</title><content type='html'>Bulan 3 dah masuk pertengahan. Maknanya dalam tempoh 2 bulan, adik perempuan aku yang cikgu prektikel tu nak kawin. Selang 2 minggu, adik ipar aku pulak akan melansungkan perkahwinannya. So, biasalah, semua orang pun berlumba-lumba nak diet GB. Ada yang aku dengar dah tempah kebaya ketat ala nyonya, ada yang target nak turun 15 kg dalam masa 2 bulan, tak kurang juga yang dah start diet hari-hari makan quaker oat. Maklumla, masing-masing nak kelihatan lansing dan bergaya semasa hari gilang gemilang tu nanti. (Macamla diorang yang nak kawin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persoalannya... Habis aku ni camana? Apa status aku ni? Takkan aku nak biarkan mereka slim melim begitu sahaja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aku pun ambil keputusan untuk START.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(START = istilah yang selalu digunapakai oleh adik beradik aku untuk memulakan sesi diet GB). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, untuk membolehkan START, selalunya kita akan ada majlis PERASMIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, malam tadi aku telah mengadakan majlis gilang gemilang sempena esok START. Moh kita tengok menu aku malam tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbuxcFq2nJI/AAAAAAAABFA/vBr2EOMCXH4/s1600-h/hannah+n+udang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313035281530002578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbuxcFq2nJI/AAAAAAAABFA/vBr2EOMCXH4/s400/hannah+n+udang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbuxcAyLDTI/AAAAAAAABE4/izcm-OpI8ug/s1600-h/udang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313035280218524978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbuxcAyLDTI/AAAAAAAABE4/izcm-OpI8ug/s400/udang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Udang galah masak sweet sour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sbuxb23uXiI/AAAAAAAABEw/vu0EHwcJASE/s1600-h/kuah+kari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313035277557456418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/Sbuxb23uXiI/AAAAAAAABEw/vu0EHwcJASE/s400/kuah+kari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kari kepala ikan semalam yang dah tinggal 2 batang bendi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tapi macam biasa, selalunya perkara yang baik mesti akan ada halangannya. Dalam pada aku cadang nak START harini, tengahari tadi Hannah dan Hazeqah ajak pergi makan KFC. Tapi semua makan tak habis. Kalau ayah ada mesti ayah yang akan habiskan. Masalahnya tadi pergi dengan mama... so, mama lah yang terpaksa habiskan ayam 2 ketul dan nasik ayam separuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;umm... Bilalah aku nak START?&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/7116971001161420595-7637232612143020703?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/7637232612143020703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=7637232612143020703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7637232612143020703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7637232612143020703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/03/hai-bilalah-aku-nak-start-ni.html' title='hai.. bilalah aku nak start ni???'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbuxcFq2nJI/AAAAAAAABFA/vBr2EOMCXH4/s72-c/hannah+n+udang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5395165011775731304</id><published>2009-03-13T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:46:17.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nak baju masa Pak Lang kawin!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312602454136050674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbonyN-l0_I/AAAAAAAABDw/n1lgQCTXPJo/s400/IMG_09041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ini hari terakhir sebelum cuti sekolah. Kebetulan sekolah Agama Hannah mengadakan sambutan Maulidur Rasul peringkat sekolah. So, semua murid sekolah dibolehkan untuk memakai pakaian biasa &lt;em&gt;instead of&lt;/em&gt; baju sekolah. So, macam biasa, Hannah akan memilih untuk memakai baju hijau ini. Dia panggil "baju masa Pak Lang kawin".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya ini bukan kali pertama. Tahun lepas masa ada pertandingan nasyid kat sekolah, baju ni jugak yang dia nak pakai. Masa sambutan Hari Raya kat sekolah pun, dia mintak nak pakai baju ni. Bukan tak ada baju lain. Baju raya setahun 2 pasang aku tempah. Tapi baju masa Pak Lang kawin 3 tahun lepas ni jugak yang dia suka pakai. Mungkin sebab baju ni agak &lt;em&gt;shining&lt;/em&gt; warnanya, so dia suka pakai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, kalau korang nak &lt;em&gt;flashback&lt;/em&gt; balik kemeriahan masa Pak Lang kawin yang Hannah maksudkan, hah.. apa lagi.. layan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312602455826486002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbonyURn0vI/AAAAAAAABEI/nQn-P-0BDC0/s400/wedding+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312602454877787874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbonyQvb1uI/AAAAAAAABEA/GgZAZPVhVdc/s400/wedding+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbooDOPqvoI/AAAAAAAABEo/UiuMtD2cEQw/s1600-h/wedding+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312602746265452162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbooDOPqvoI/AAAAAAAABEo/UiuMtD2cEQw/s400/wedding+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbooC745HrI/AAAAAAAABEg/7hbA7M7XQDs/s1600-h/wedding+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312602741338087090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbooC745HrI/AAAAAAAABEg/7hbA7M7XQDs/s400/wedding+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbooC8W_loI/AAAAAAAABEY/Rz19LhhjeOA/s1600-h/wedding+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312602741464340098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbooC8W_loI/AAAAAAAABEY/Rz19LhhjeOA/s400/wedding+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbooC1uqRWI/AAAAAAAABEQ/94qAulj1h_Y/s1600-h/wedding+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312602739684558178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbooC1uqRWI/AAAAAAAABEQ/94qAulj1h_Y/s400/wedding+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbonyEyPwxI/AAAAAAAABD4/ac7IvetZeMU/s1600-h/wedding+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312602451668353810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbonyEyPwxI/AAAAAAAABD4/ac7IvetZeMU/s400/wedding+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Masa ni aku takdek. Ada kursus &lt;em&gt;Emergency Preparedness Programme&lt;/em&gt; kat Adelaide under UNICEF. &lt;em&gt;Sorry&lt;/em&gt;lah Pak Lang aku &lt;em&gt;upload&lt;/em&gt; gambar kawin ko tanpa kebenaran. Saja nak mengimbau kemeriahannya. hu hu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7116971001161420595-5395165011775731304?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5395165011775731304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5395165011775731304' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5395165011775731304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5395165011775731304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/03/nak-baju-masa-pak-lang-kawin.html' title='nak baju masa Pak Lang kawin!!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SbonyN-l0_I/AAAAAAAABDw/n1lgQCTXPJo/s72-c/IMG_09041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5842737344761345035</id><published>2009-03-11T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:47:26.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama ni pandai sangatla..</title><content type='html'>Hari itu adalah cuti hari Thaipusam. Aku sebenarnya malas nak keluar rumah sebab dah tau jalan memang jem, tapi sebab dah lama sangat berjanji dengan Hannah dan Hazeqah nak pergi main Love and Berry, terpaksalah aku redah juga jalan Highway Melati nak ke Jusco Wangsa Maju. Kebetulan suami pulang ke kampung mertua ada urusan. Kalau suami ada, bolehlah aku rileks sikit, nampaknya nak tak nak kena lah jugak menjadi driver menempuh lautan manusia sepanjang jalan di hadapan Batu Caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam perjalanan pulang, Hannah bertanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kenapa orang ramai sangat ni mama dekat sini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Harini hari Thaipusam. Jadi, semua orang-orang beragama Hindu dari jauh dan dekat akan datang ke Batu Caves untuk sembahyang. Kakak nampak tak ada big statue kat situ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haah la mama. Ramai pun orang naik tangga jugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Iyelah, diorang semua nak masuk dalam cave tu sebab nak sembahyang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ohh... cave tu masjid orang Hindu ke mama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ummm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kalau tempat orang Islam sembahyang, tempat itu dipanggil masjid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kalau orang Kristian pulak, namanya gereja atau dalam Bahasa Inggeris church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kalau orang Hindu, tempat itu dipanggil kuil atau dalam Bahasa Inggeris dipanggil temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama ni pandai sangatla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;kenapa pulak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iyelah... semua yang Hannah tanya, semua mama tau.. Every question Hannah tanya, mesti mama tau jawapan dia. Macamana mama boleh jadi pandai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;umm... esok nanti bila Hannah dah besar macam mama, nanti Hannah pun boleh jadi pandai macam mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Jawab aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Esok nanti bila Hannah dah besar macam mama, nanti Hannah pun boleh jadi pandai macam mama."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.... betul ke jawapan aku tu?&lt;br /&gt;Entahla.. Atau hanya escapism? Aku pun tak pasti..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-5842737344761345035?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5842737344761345035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5842737344761345035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5842737344761345035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5842737344761345035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/03/mama-ni-pandai-sangatla.html' title='Mama ni pandai sangatla..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-114022995082977660</id><published>2009-03-02T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:49:07.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisah nasik goreng udang</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kes 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Setiap hari sabtu kebiasaannya aku akan bawak anak2 aku pegi makan kat Johnny Selayang Mall lepas kelas piano. Menu yang Hannah suka ialah nasik goreng udang. Well, actually, dulu dia makan nasik goreng aje tapi lately agaknya dia dah tau rasa udang goreng tu sedap barulah dia nak makan udang tu. Tapi Hazeqah masih lagi makan nasik aje. Udang tu biasalah.. akan dihabiskan oleh bandaraya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Setiap hari sebelum tidur, aku akan bertanya kepada Hannah apa bekalan yang nak dibawa ke sekolah pada esok harinya. Tengoklah, kadang-kadang dia minta roti sosej, nasik goreng, roti telur ataupun sesekali Wan akan belikan kueh keria untuk dibuat bekal ke sekolah. Melihat Hannah suka makan nasik goreng udang, suatu pagi aku pun masakla nasik goreng taruh udang. Aku bekalkan 4 ekor udang untuk anak kesayangan aku ni. Balik dari sekolah, Hannah minta nasik goreng udang lagi. Nasib baik pagi tadi aku goreng banyak, maka adalah sedikit untuk dipanaskan makan tengahari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bertanya kepada Hannah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sedap ke nasik goreng mama masak? Kakak suka ke makan nasik goreng ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata Hannah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sedap sangat la mama, tapi kalau kat sekolah Hannah selalu dapat makan satu aje udang. Selalunya kawan Hannah akan mintak udang yang mama bekalkan tu. Hannah makan nasik kosong aje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih betul aku mendengarnya.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Takpelah kakak share la dengan kawan makan sama-sama. Dia rasa food kakak bawak, kakak rasa food dia bawak jugak sama-sama.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tapi mama, diorang tak bawak bekal asyik-asyik nak mintak Hannah aje. Kalau roti sosej pun sama. Selalu kalau mama bawak 4, Hannah makan satu aje. Lain semua kawan-kawan mintak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alahai sian anak aku. Apa la punya kawan.. takdek sikap setiakawan lansung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kes 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tadi aku hantar Hannah ke sekolah. Dalam perjalanan, aku bertanya kepada Hannah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kakak, kat sekolah kakak ada tak budak nakal?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nakal camana ma?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yelah... yang suka kacau orang ke.. suka mintak duit orang ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;umm... ada satu budak ni kan ma.. selalu mintak duit Hannah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kenapa dia selalu mintak duit kakak? Lelaki ke perempuan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perempuan. Yelah sebab dia tau Hannah selalu bawak bekal, Hannah tak belanja duit kat sekolah.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sebab tu dia tau Hannah ada duit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bertanya lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dia mintak duit kakak camana?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dia kata.. Hannah.. mintak satu ringgit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pastu Hannah bagi ke tak?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hannah tak bagi la..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kenapa Hannah tak bagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hannah kata kat dia.. tak bolehla.. sebab mama kita kasi duit untuk kita belanja mana boleh kita kasi kat orang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm... nasib baik anak aku ni bijak. Kalau tak sah sah asyik kena pau dengan bebudak sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haii.. bawak bekal salah.. tak bawak bekal salah..&lt;br /&gt;bawak bekal kena pau.. tak bawak bekal nanti lapar pulak anak aku..&lt;br /&gt;Hannah sabar ajelah ye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-114022995082977660?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/114022995082977660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=114022995082977660' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/114022995082977660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/114022995082977660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/03/kisah-nasik-goreng-udang.html' title='kisah nasik goreng udang'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-8778467655876040255</id><published>2009-02-27T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:27:57.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday message for a daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SagRpy_kjTI/AAAAAAAABDg/hxRHUWnvmOY/s1600-h/kek+ben10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307511570616847666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SagRpy_kjTI/AAAAAAAABDg/hxRHUWnvmOY/s400/kek+ben10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Finally, Hannah gets her Ben 10 cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SagRMr3cP6I/AAAAAAAABDQ/n0AKsnZmMHQ/s1600-h/besdayHannah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307511070487494562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SagRMr3cP6I/AAAAAAAABDQ/n0AKsnZmMHQ/s320/besdayHannah1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are another year older&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even a year smarter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And maybe a bit wiser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter how many birthdays come and go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will always be my little girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday daughter!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mummy, Daddy and Hazeqah will always love you forever and ever..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307511066126641682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SagRMbnu6hI/AAAAAAAABDI/qU7VhSnJkSw/s320/besday_Hannah2.jpg" border="0" /&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/7116971001161420595-8778467655876040255?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/8778467655876040255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=8778467655876040255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8778467655876040255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8778467655876040255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-message-for-daughter.html' title='Birthday message for a daughter'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SagRpy_kjTI/AAAAAAAABDg/hxRHUWnvmOY/s72-c/kek+ben10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3376362626509330745</id><published>2009-02-18T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:03:43.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why English is seems to be a very difficult subject?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why English is seems to be a very difficult subject?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes I do not understand myself. I was exposed to this subject ever since I was at small age and yet every time when I do English writing I will be facing the same difficulty again and again. It is the grammar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I was still in school, English teachers taught English as a subject. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They never make us see English is something that is supposed to be absorbed in our daily lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They never give you any idea about many fascinating things in English. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They never created the English environment in our mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Everything is about exam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That is why until the end of time we will be interpreting English as a very tedious subject, boring and not fun at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Some of English teachers keep on using both languages as they teach English. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They like to translate English words to Malay words when comes to understanding the meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For me, teachers are supposed to use English Language to teach English not to use Malay Language to teach English!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people lack confidence to speak English because they worry about making mistakes. In addition, that the other person will not understand what they say and maybe the other person will laugh at them if they make a mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, whether I like it or not, easy or difficult, I need to use English in writing my theses.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Someone tells me this today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;English are like Mathematics. If you know the formulae, you can apply it everywhere. There is always a clue in each of the statement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At least I am brave enough to have my blog written in English!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p.s. Another thing, why do people keep on arguing about teaching and learning Science and Mathematics in English? Let the children learn. Let them have the environment. Give them the chance. After a period of time, I am sure we can be proud of our children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dont want my children to see English in the same way I have been looking at it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-3376362626509330745?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3376362626509330745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3376362626509330745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3376362626509330745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3376362626509330745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-english-is-seems-to-be-very.html' title='Why English is seems to be a very difficult subject?'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-1878614958277375787</id><published>2009-02-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:57:23.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayang Anakku Sayang</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be2018b5e156d9ec" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe2018b5e156d9ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BF2AB7953857B6F9FB8B1CB4010DCC59F1CC3C3.98C4F787CB6A5DF824F8A190479EE835F5B9AF3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe2018b5e156d9ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D89aWfQfMY_6JhUJZklnou9PtXcc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe2018b5e156d9ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BF2AB7953857B6F9FB8B1CB4010DCC59F1CC3C3.98C4F787CB6A5DF824F8A190479EE835F5B9AF3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe2018b5e156d9ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D89aWfQfMY_6JhUJZklnou9PtXcc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SZt56ckeKSI/AAAAAAAABC0/e-E745KRn3c/s1600-h/besday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303967031167428898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SZt56ckeKSI/AAAAAAAABC0/e-E745KRn3c/s200/besday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebenarnya Hazeqah nak kek Ben 10, aku dah check kat website, ada di secret recipe, tapi bila sampai secret recipe kat Giant Batu Caves, rupanya nak kena order 3 hari prior to event. So, kek Bugs Bunny lah jawabnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nanti masa besday kakak kita beli kek Ben 10 ok. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SZt56NJBqJI/AAAAAAAABCk/ad-2MWOmuCo/s1600-h/besday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303967027025782930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SZt56NJBqJI/AAAAAAAABCk/ad-2MWOmuCo/s200/besday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam, 16 Februari 2009, genaplah usia anak aku yang kedua, Hazeqah 6 tahun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 tahun hidup kami sekeluarga sentiasa ceria dengan kehadiran Hazeqah. Hazeqah sedari kecil sampai kini umpama baby dalam keluarga kami. Tempat untuk dimanja, dipeluk dan dicium. Hazeqah ibarat permata dalam keluarga kami. Apa sahaja pasti Hazeqah akan menang. Dari sekecil-kecil memilih cenel TV sehingga memilih warna baju. Hazeqah pasti akan mendapat keutamaan dan seringkali Hannah akan mengalah. Pendek kata segala-galanya adalah tentang Hazeqah. Pernah semasa cuti sekolah yang lepas aku hantar kedua-duanya mengikuti kelas agama, disebabkan Hazeqah tak makan, Hannah terpaksa melaparkan diri demi untuk menjaga adiknya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku masih ingat lagi 6 tahun yang lalu. Ketika Hazeqah masih dalam kandungan. Pada waktu itu aku sering ke Pusrawi Jalan Ipoh untuk buat check up. Dr panel aku pada masa itu ialah Dr Daud. Setiap kali apabila aku scan ultrasound setiap kali itulah aku akan bertanya, kepada Dr Daud, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Dr, anak saya lelaki ke perempuan?". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"emm rasanya perempuan". Jawab Dr Daud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pada bulan berikutnya, pertanyaan yang sama aku ajukan kepada Dr Daud, dan jawapan yang aku terima, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Kalau ikut dalam skrin ni bentuk fizikalnya 90 peratus perempuan". Jawab Dr Daud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sehinggalah bulan ke 9, aku masih belum berpuas hati. Sekali lagi aku ajukan soalan yang sama kepada Dr Daud, dan jawapannya, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"ummm...setakat yang saya scan nilah.. dah masuk 9 bulan, masih lagi perempuan". Jawab Dr Daud sambil ketawa kecil. Mungkin lucu dengan pertanyaan aku ataupun merupakan penegasan aku pun tak pasti. Menurut Dr Daud, selepas 13 Feb 2003, sekiranya ditakdirkan aku masih lagi belum ada sebarang tanda nak bersalin, beliau menasihatkan aku datang untuk menjalani pembedahan. Alamak! Operation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bagi aku semuanya ketetapan Allah. Bila-bila pun aku terima. Lelaki atau perempuan bukan persoalannya. Lagipun Hannah dilahirkan pada 27 Feb, kalau tunggu sekejap manalah tau boleh sama tarikh besday dgn hannah. he he.. Allah maha mengetahui. Pada 15 Feb, malam itu, aku teringin sangat nak makan prosperity burger. So, kami menuju ke McDee Jalan Pahang. Selepas separuh prosperity burger aku jamah, perut aku rasa memulas. Alamak...takkan pedas sangat sampai perut aku tak tahan. Dulu makan megi dengan cili api ok jer. Takkan baru makan separuh prosperity burger ni terus rasa nak buang air. Teringat aku pesan mak, kalau rasa nak buang air kena hati-hati. Bukannya apa, takut lain pulak yang keluar. Semakin lama aku rasa semakin sakit. Kami terus ke Pusrawi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sesampai di Pusrawi, Dr Daud kebetulan bertugas pada malam itu. Fuh lega.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Ha..kalau you datang 13 hb haritu kan dah senang tak payah sakit macam sekarang ni" kata Dr Daud sambil tersenyum. Aku pun tak berapa nak senyum. Malam itu aku mula merasa sakit. Selang 2 minit aku pasti akan merasai kesakitannya. Sehingga jam 4 pagi, aku dah tak berdaya. badan aku dah terasa lemah. Aku minta Dr Daud epidural. Namun pakar bius hanya sampai pada jam 9.45 pagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"ok lepas saya cucuk ni 15 minit you takkan rasa sakit lagi ok" Kata Dr pakar bius tu. Aku pun dah lupa namanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Namun begitu, selepas 45 minit kena cucuk, sakit aku takde tanda nak reda. Mungkin sebab semasa aku dibius, aku dah sememangnya sakit. Akhirnya kata Dr Daud, memandangkan dah sepanjang malam tengok aku asyik sakit, tepat jam 10.08 minit, aku telah selamat melahirkan Hazeqah dengan kaedah pembedahan. Hai... itu belum masuk bab berpantang. Segala macam pantang larang, dari segi makan, cara duduk, minum pati ikan haruan sehari sebotol, mandi dengan segala mak nenek daun yang aku pun tak pernah dengar namanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pun begitu, segalanya aku terima dengan redha demi Hazeqah. Selepas 6 tahun, melihat keletah dan kecomelan Hazeqah, membuat aku terlupa segala kesakitan aku. Anak-anak adalah permata hatiku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekarang ni, Alhamdulillah aku ada lebih banyak masa bersama anak-anak. Walaupun aku selalu habis kelas lewat malam, bersekang mata nak menyiapkan tugasan yang tak pernah susut, tapi sepanjang siang aku pasti akan berada di rumah. Walaupun pada hari peperiksaan, aku akan pastikan segala-gala homework dan makan minum anak aku uruskan sendiri. Anak-anak aku pun dah semakin pandai. Semuanya nak mama. Nak buat homework nak mama.. nak makan nak mama... nak solat nak mama.. nak tidur nak mama.. kadang-kadang bila tidurkan anak dengan aku sekali la lajak walaupun kerja aku banyak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pun begitu aku bersyukur. Walaupun begitu, aku tau anak-anak aku pun banyak berkorban. Kadang dalam usia yang sangat muda aku dah hantar pergi macam-macam kelas. Kelas muzik, kelas taekwando, kelas komputer. Walaupun muka kelat, mereka ikutkan juga. Semata-mata nak jaga hati aku. Kalau mama tak bagi tengok TV, maka sepanjang hari mereka akan duduk bersama aku bercerita gelak ketawa sambil buat latihan dalam buku atau melukis sambil aku buat kerja aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Banyak sangat yang aku dah tulis. Dah masuk merepek pun ada. Bukannya apa melepas gian. Dah lama aku tak bukak blog ni. Aku terrrrrlalu sibuk. Sepanjang minggu lepas aku mengerjakan assignment Sofware Engineering aku, harini pulak aku ada exam Database System. Semester ni memang aku sibuk yang teramat. Ada 3 system aku kena develop beserta dengan database belum masuk individual assignments yang dah bersusun... tak campur lagi dengan mid semester exam yang setiap minggu. So sekarang ni kalau aku free, aku belajar sendiri sikit-sikit Visual Studio.. nak guna asp.net pastu instal IIS kat PC aku.. ish banyak nya kerja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hazeqah, Happy Birthday to you my baby. Semoga hari yang mendatang ini baby mampu menangani semua cabaran dengan penuh kebijaksanaan seumpama namamu.. yang dipilih khas.. Hazeqah = Yang cerdik pandai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku tahu aku tak mampu untuk 'melindungi' anak aku sepanjang masa, aku hanya mampu berdoa semoga agar Allah sentiasa melindungi anak-anak aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303967027631376418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SZt56PZaSCI/AAAAAAAABCs/qRng71LS88s/s200/besday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Entry yang berkaitan sebelum ini:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2008/04/mummy-shall-never-forget-today.html"&gt;http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2008/04/mummy-shall-never-forget-today.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterday-was-first-day-of-school.html"&gt;http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterday-was-first-day-of-school.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-barbie-girls.html"&gt;http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-barbie-girls.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2007/08/find-me-song.html"&gt;http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2007/08/find-me-song.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2007/07/mama-when-are-u-coming-home.html"&gt;http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2007/07/mama-when-are-u-coming-home.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-1878614958277375787?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=be2018b5e156d9ec&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/1878614958277375787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=1878614958277375787' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1878614958277375787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1878614958277375787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/sayang-anakku-sayang.html' title='Sayang Anakku Sayang'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SZt56ckeKSI/AAAAAAAABC0/e-E745KRn3c/s72-c/besday3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-1610807286626183755</id><published>2009-02-07T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:02:39.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leburlah azam aku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SY1aHsko9tI/AAAAAAAABCE/J_20I-ucOGE/s1600-h/rendang+daging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299991424755365586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SY1aHsko9tI/AAAAAAAABCE/J_20I-ucOGE/s400/rendang+daging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dawn of a new year is usually the time when we think about how we would like for things to be in our lives, make resolutions for change. For my case, aku nak supaya sentiasa sihat dan aktif supaya aku mampu belajar dengan lebih efektif di samping dapat meluangkan masa lebih banyak bersama keluarga especially anak2 aku yang tak kurang aktifnya. By having that thought, antara azam aku tahun 2009 ni ialah aku taknak makan atau seboleh-bolehnya kurangkan makan daging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bukanlah aku diet GB (bak kata adik lelaki aku) sampai daging pun taknak makan. Cuma ada beberapa sebab yang aku rasakan tersangatlah perlunya aku mengambil langkah ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Aku sebenarnya alah kepada daging ais. Dulu aku tak perasan. Masa aku kat Okinawa dulu, aku pernah ditegur oleh Kak Milah (orang Malaysia yang duduk kat Okinawa mengikut suami Jepunnya). Bawah bibir aku merah. Selang beberapa hari warnanya bertukar gelap. Setelah menjalankan beberapa siri ujikaji dengan mengetest beberapa jenis haiwan lautan, aku mendapati memang benar telahan aku bahawa aku tak boleh makan daging ais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Hari raya 2 tahun lepas aku telah berkunjung ke rumah kawan ofis aku di Subang Jaya. Menu utamanya ialah Mee Kuah berlaukkan daging. Aku pun tak ingat apa nama mee tu tapi melihat dagingnya aku dah takut. Tapi nak jaga hati kawan punya pasal, aku makan jugaklah. So, seminggu jugaklah bibir aku nak sembuh seperti sediakala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Aku letih sebab lepas tu nak kena gosok gigi. Maklumlah saki baki yang tersangkut kat celah-celah gigi nak kena la keluarkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So dengan mengambilkira faktor kesihatan dan kerajinan aku ni, maka dah sebulan lebihlah aku tak makan daging. Walaubagaimanapun, kemunculan daging rendang kegemaran aku yang disediakan oleh tukang masak paling handal dalam dunia ni memang irresistable. Siapa lagi kalau bukan rendang daging mak aku!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rendang ni memang special. Mak aku je yang pandai masak rendang ni. Aku yang tak pandai-pandai. Lagipun kalau mak aku masak konfem rasanya konsisten. Kalau aku masak nanti lain hari lain pulak rasanya. So, bila time hari raya, rendang daging inilah yang selalunya menjadi alasan aku yang paling kukuh untuk beraya kat KL.. he he he he..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natijahnya? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah 2 hari ni bawah mulut aku asyik gatal jer.. Kan dah kata.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau tangan gatal maknanya nak dapat duit, habih kalau mulut gatal nak wat camana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-1610807286626183755?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/1610807286626183755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=1610807286626183755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1610807286626183755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1610807286626183755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/leburlah-azam-aku.html' title='Leburlah azam aku'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SY1aHsko9tI/AAAAAAAABCE/J_20I-ucOGE/s72-c/rendang+daging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-273802466182536092</id><published>2009-02-06T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:04:39.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Tun Mahathir mula ketawa..</title><content type='html'>Membaca entry &lt;a href="http://chedet.co.cc/chedetblog/2009/02/lompat-lagi.html"&gt;http://chedet.co.cc/chedetblog/2009/02/lompat-lagi.html&lt;/a&gt; membuatkan aku tersenyum sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama ini segala entry yang aku ikuti dalam blog Tun kesemuanya ilmiah, professional dan serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ungkapan seperti &lt;em&gt;'Apakah Polis akan usung MB dan campak dia keluar?'&lt;/em&gt;, 'Amat &lt;em&gt;menggelikan hati...'&lt;/em&gt;  dan &lt;em&gt;'Lompat masuk (perangkap) boleh tapi lompat keluar tak sah!! He, he, he!'&lt;/em&gt; amat mencuit hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lompat yeop lompat! hu hu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Semoga Tun dan isteri sentiasa sihat dan panjang umur. AMIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Kat depan rumah mak aku dulu kalau lepas hujan lebat, selalu ada van datang malam2 nak tangkap katak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-273802466182536092?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/273802466182536092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=273802466182536092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/273802466182536092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/273802466182536092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/bila-tun-mahathir-mula-ketawa.html' title='Bila Tun Mahathir mula ketawa..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6164891800917607511</id><published>2009-02-06T00:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:51:09.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kejor Yeop Kejor!!</title><content type='html'>Percaya atau tidak dalam seminggu kalau dicampur-campur, tak sampai pun setengah jam aku menonton TV. Kadang-kadang bukanla sebab aku sibuk sangat pun, cuma memang dah semulajadi aku bukanlah penonton TV yang setia. Sebab itulah aku tiada masalah berebut TV di rumah. Yang kecik nak tengok chanel Nikelodeon atau Disney Channel, yang dewasa nak tengok bola, so daripada aku berebut remote (yang sememangnya aku pun takkan buat), baikla aku buat kerja lain. Banyak lagi menda menarik yang boleh aku tengok kat internet. Baca newspaper ke, layan blog ke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi malam tadi memang aku tengok TV. Rasanya lebih dari setengah jam. Memang pecah rekod aku. Semuanya gara-gara kemelut politik yang melanda negeri Kejor Yeop Kejor. Bukannya aku tak boleh baca kat internet.. cuma saja aku nak tengok reaksi mereka yang dah kepanasan tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku malasla nak ulas. Lu pikirla sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nampaknya rancangan nak balik Kuala Kangsar weekend ni terpaksalah aku lupakan.Mesti meriah dan sesak pekan Kuala weekend ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYsjjg2TyNI/AAAAAAAABB8/PJoTmHsNTVw/s1600-h/jambatan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299368479551637714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYsjjg2TyNI/AAAAAAAABB8/PJoTmHsNTVw/s400/jambatan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYsjjidTN_I/AAAAAAAABB0/dgN5bMvbHUc/s1600-h/jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299368479983613938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYsjjidTN_I/AAAAAAAABB0/dgN5bMvbHUc/s400/jam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laksa dan Cendol pulut kat lembah tu mesti hangat di pasaran. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299366547935196818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYshzFBD9pI/AAAAAAAABBs/qDTfM5igBoE/s400/laksa+kuala.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kejor le Yeop apa yang nak di kejor!!! Jangan yang dikejor tak dapat.. yang Yeop kendong sekarang ni bertaburan.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Dulu masa aku kecik-kecik, selalu layan laksa cik Ani kampung Pasir.. memang best. Murah pun murah.. doploh sen aje sepinggan..&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/7116971001161420595-6164891800917607511?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6164891800917607511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6164891800917607511' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6164891800917607511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6164891800917607511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/kejor-yeop-kejor.html' title='Kejor Yeop Kejor!!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYsjjg2TyNI/AAAAAAAABB8/PJoTmHsNTVw/s72-c/jambatan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6039486641228535512</id><published>2009-02-04T07:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:22:36.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Networked Computers Change our Lives</title><content type='html'>Just a few years ago, people communicated mostly on a local level because communicating with people far away was so complicated and very expensive. People used telephone for most voice communications, the postal service delivered most of written messages (bayangkan masa hari raya jenuh posmen nak hantar kad raya). These 2 types of communications are still exist but all of them are converging to web-based. The extended reach and reduced cost of communication through the internet has changed the way people change information and resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social relationship are changing. People are more interconnected. Family and friends stay in more closer even though we are separated very far away. Even distances separated us, we can still have more frequent contact via internet. It is envitable that internet has quickly become integral part of our daily routines. Emails, Instant Messaging and blogs are becoming popular communication tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine what we can do&lt;br /&gt;- Receive and send email at an internet cafe over lunch&lt;br /&gt;- Post and share your stories, photographs, home videos and experiences with friends, families and the world&lt;br /&gt;- Shop and sell at online auctions&lt;br /&gt;- Students can communicate with instructors and fellow friends using online tools&lt;br /&gt;- Check you bank balance and pay bills electronically (termasuk bayar hutang)&lt;br /&gt;- Obtain health information and nutritional advise from experts all over the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... but the most I hate is.. Nowhere is considered remote!!! Homes are no longer remote from work. Normally all bosses will assume that their staff can telecommute and live long distances from their offices..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, cuti balik kampung pun kekadang kena kerja jugak..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-6039486641228535512?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6039486641228535512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6039486641228535512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6039486641228535512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6039486641228535512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/networked-computers-change-our-lives.html' title='Networked Computers Change our Lives'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3170016242976057287</id><published>2009-02-02T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:41:56.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teringat aku..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalaulah aku boleh menaip assainmen aku sepantas aku menaip untuk apdet blog aku ni alangkah bestnya.. Laju aje idea aku.. Masalahnya menaip assainmen dengan menaip email atau mengapdet blog ni tak sama. Menaip assainmen ni keseronokannya kureng sikit. Kena kosentret lebih.. Masa tu lah anak aku nak carik topi dia yang beli 2 tahun lepas, masa tu lah depa nak prepare list besday party, masa tu lah game boy nak kena charge... umm.. macam-macam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298022759406380626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYZboSpaJlI/AAAAAAAABBc/PaXm-sJgrpE/s200/mesin+taip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teringat masa aku kecik-kecik dulu.. Selalu ikut mak aku pergi opis. Aku tengok mak aku menaip lajunya.. kagum aku.. Aku tak nampak pun mak aku pandang jari jemarinya. Dia dah tau mana posisi yang betul huruf-huruf tu. Tak payah tengok pun. Bayangkan dengan mesin taip yang keras tu mesti jari-jari mak aku sakit bila balik kerja. Sekarang ni dah senang. Keyboard pun dah macam-macam jenis. Siap ada yang wireless lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298022760699362722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYZboXdrfaI/AAAAAAAABBU/L4KmEQ2A6gs/s200/kibod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pun aku menaip terhegeh-hegeh. Kejap-kejap tengok skrin, kejap-kejap pandang keyboard.. kejap-kejap tengok buku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalaulah ilmu menaip mak aku tu boleh diperturunkan secara semulajadi kepada aku... kan ke best.. cepat sikit asainmen aku siap..hu hu.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayang mak!&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/7116971001161420595-3170016242976057287?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3170016242976057287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3170016242976057287' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3170016242976057287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3170016242976057287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/teringat-aku.html' title='Teringat aku..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYZboSpaJlI/AAAAAAAABBc/PaXm-sJgrpE/s72-c/mesin+taip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4644437887363978962</id><published>2009-02-01T00:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T04:52:41.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a safe journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYYLc19rCFI/AAAAAAAABBM/j3P1TXtOlpQ/s1600-h/me%2Bbalkeese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297934601797961810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYYLc19rCFI/AAAAAAAABBM/j3P1TXtOlpQ/s200/me%2Bbalkeese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balkese is already left when I write this post. I met her at the airport this morning to say goodbye to her and wishing her the very best and good luck in her study. She is leaving to Colorado for her PhD... umm.. syoknya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah, I will be seeing her again in 4 years time. Or maybe later than that. Depends. Anything can happen in 4 years time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was so busy when I met her this morning. Busy with the kids, bags, also families. After saying goodbye to her, together with my husband, we went to Sunway Pyramid for a bowling tournament of his office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check this link for previous post: &lt;a href="http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/everybody-is-leaving-me.html"&gt;http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/everybody-is-leaving-me.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a safe journey Balkese!! Take many pictures and send to me ok.&lt;/div&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/7116971001161420595-4644437887363978962?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4644437887363978962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4644437887363978962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4644437887363978962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4644437887363978962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-safe-journey.html' title='Have a safe journey'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYYLc19rCFI/AAAAAAAABBM/j3P1TXtOlpQ/s72-c/me%2Bbalkeese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-2268691800807499330</id><published>2009-01-30T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:18:27.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"owh.. takper... saya taknak emcee"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYKm9sz1YVI/AAAAAAAABAs/ucczO5Cy7A0/s1600-h/IMG_9417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296979690671923538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYKm9sz1YVI/AAAAAAAABAs/ucczO5Cy7A0/s400/IMG_9417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sedari malam tadi tekak aku rasa tak selesa. Kepala aku rasa pening dan hidung aku pun rasa agak sesak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sah.. aku nak demam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alamak camana ni.. assignment aku nak kena upload sebelum Selasa ni. Esok dah weekend jangan haraplah aku ada peluang nak sentuh barang-barang ademik dan ilmiah aku nih. Nak tak nak apa lagi.. telan kopi kacip Fatimah la jawabnya.. supaya mata aku boleh bukak seluas2nya selepas makan ubat. Itu ajelah penyelesaiannya. Masa aku kat Jepun dulu, hari yang ada lekce, mesti pagi tu aku akan minum secawan kopi kacip Fatimah ni. Bukannya apa, orang Jepun ni kalau cakap mana ada ton suara tinggi rendah.. senada aje.. Tapi kalau hari yang ada lab work oklah..banyak movement.. sebab tu classmate aku semua heran camana mata aku boleh segar bertahan mendengar lekce Jepun yang membosankan tu.. hu hu.. rahsianya kacip Fatimah.. ha ha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa aku keje, Alhamdulillah aku jarang demam. Pernah sekali aku demam 2 hari tak bangun terus 4 hari aku emcee. Boss aku pun tak boleh kata apa sebabnya bila dia call dan dengar suara aku yang serak ala-ala penyanyi 'what a wonderful world' tu.. terus dia cakap.. "takpelah ye.. you rehat ajelah..'' Nanti I mintak si polan si polan follow up kerja-kerja you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi sekarang ni aku belajar. Aku cukup takut kalau sakit masa belajar. Masakan tidak. Kalau sakit demam sampai takleh attend kelas, takleh pergi lab, takleh buat tutorial, takleh nak carik bahan untuk buat asainmen, si polan-si polan mana pulak la yang nak cover untuk aku. Lagi teruk tak boleh nak study. Lu pikirla sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pagi tadi aku ke klinik Dahlia. Selepas berjumpa doktor, aku pun lepak sambil menunggu ubat yang akan diberikan sambil membelek-belek surat khabar hari ini. Tiba-tiba nama aku dipanggil. wah cepatnya dah dapat ubat. Efisyen betul klinik ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Akak ada emcee ke untuk hari ni?" Tanya staff kat kaunter tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tak ada".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh.. akak nak emcee ke harini?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Takpe.. taknak." Jawab aku sambil menggelengkan kepala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bukannya apa.. Dr tanya, akak nak emcee ke tak untuk harini?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"owh.. takper... saya taknak emcee." balas aku sambil tersenyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balik dari klinik aku terus telan ubat, masak sup untuk Hannah (kalau aku ada kat rumah, anak aku memang tak kan makan masakan bibik), bancuh kacip fatimah, terus duduk depan pc nak siapkan assainmen. Aku mesti siapkan harini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"owh.. takper... saya taknak emcee." sampai sekarang ni aku masih tersenyum..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-2268691800807499330?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/2268691800807499330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=2268691800807499330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2268691800807499330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2268691800807499330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/owh-takper-saya-taknak-emcee.html' title='&quot;owh.. takper... saya taknak emcee&quot;'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SYKm9sz1YVI/AAAAAAAABAs/ucczO5Cy7A0/s72-c/IMG_9417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6126441320790719881</id><published>2009-01-29T15:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:04:16.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagenda Laskar Pelangi (Rainbow Warriors Legend)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c7afe3e9d32648af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc7afe3e9d32648af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23FFD398226F424CCA1CC1087D90A7654D90848F.2F02DFE1781943E0D76B682740C069286DCDCC1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc7afe3e9d32648af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeNIUFxnNtgzfJNU5N3-E9tL0lGE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc7afe3e9d32648af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23FFD398226F424CCA1CC1087D90A7654D90848F.2F02DFE1781943E0D76B682740C069286DCDCC1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc7afe3e9d32648af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeNIUFxnNtgzfJNU5N3-E9tL0lGE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have never watched this movie. I just love the song. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, when I read and find more information about this nice song, it leads me to one conclusion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I must watch this movie! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watching this trailer movie and reading all comments about this movie make me visualise how 10 brave rainbow warriors (title of the film) went through harsh life with tears and joy but without remorse. Laskar Pelangi is an Indonesian movie released in September 2008. The story is about 10 Belitong kids of Laskar Pelangi. With poor condition of their elementary school-SD Muhammadiyah, but with the struggle of superb teacher, Mrs.Muslimah, they’re fighting with hard to reach their dreams. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-776b1642684d8d77" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D776b1642684d8d77%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEE63DC7864D9E32CBCA28A223863F13E2F4D0ED.3D5828B670834C9A78954D7369431E257009D5E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D776b1642684d8d77%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTyRrge63Vm4Txxf6pcFv7QKAugs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D776b1642684d8d77%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420292%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEE63DC7864D9E32CBCA28A223863F13E2F4D0ED.3D5828B670834C9A78954D7369431E257009D5E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D776b1642684d8d77%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTyRrge63Vm4Txxf6pcFv7QKAugs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Laskar Pelangi producer, Riri Riza said : “Laskar Pelangi has unique story, fully dynamic life with appearance of 10 strong character students and an ambitious teacher which has big and noble wishes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any idea where to find the movie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. Paling aku eksaited sebab dalam video klip lagu tu, video camera nidji pakai tu macam ada satu kat umah ni.. hu hu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-6126441320790719881?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=776b1642684d8d77&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6126441320790719881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6126441320790719881' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6126441320790719881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6126441320790719881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/lagenda-laskar-pelangi-rainbow-warriors.html' title='Lagenda Laskar Pelangi (Rainbow Warriors Legend)'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-7030789620377381716</id><published>2009-01-27T21:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:40:18.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka.. the Historical City</title><content type='html'>As you guys know, or maybe you guys are not aware, or maybe dont care, even though I was not born in Melaka, but I went to school in Melaka during my teenage time. It was year 1990-1991 I was in SMKA Sharifah Rodziah, one of the famous and best ever school in Melaka (jangan maree..) on top of the hill. Ala.. sesiapa budak Melaka kalau tak kenal Sharodz memang sajer ajela.. Sekolah yang banyak melahirkan cerdik pandai negeri Melaka.. sekolah yang famous atas bukit tu. Letih jugak la aku masa zaman Melaka takdek air tu.. pukul 4 pagi dah bangun bawak baldi, gayung dan peralatan mandian beramai-ramai mandi kat blok atas. nasib baik masa tu aku dah senior. So, junor-junior akan beri laluan terutamanya kepada senior yang banyak berjasa kepada sekolah dan terkenal seperti aku nih... (nanti aku akan update di post yang akan datang yer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295969759365532210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8Qb9gxijI/AAAAAAAAA_s/M3_0gOo0ysM/s400/melaka6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Chinese New Year, we spent our holidays in Melaka. Together with the children, we visited most of the famous places in Melaka. As we stayed in Equatorial Hotel, it is strategic location and easy for us to go anywhere from there. Very near to the hotel is Dataran Pahlawan Melaka MegaMall. It is located strategically in the heart of the city and I can say the Mall is becoming part of the Melaka Central Historical District. Wherever you are, you will find your way here through many accessible highways and roads. Its very nice place, you can find almost anything you want here in one building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295972028816789362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8SgD4Hj3I/AAAAAAAAA_8/BGlnzPj4U8s/s400/melaka8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Porta De Santiago (AFamosa), built by the Portuguese in year 1511 as a fortress it sustained severe structural damage during the Dutch Invasion. The British had set to destroy it but timely intervention by Sir Stamford Raffles in 1808 saved what remains of A' Famosa today. You can find a lot of local people, also tourists here walking around and also riding 'beca' (trishaw).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295969761628907330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8QcF8Z50I/AAAAAAAAA_0/Sm7fO9EOme8/s400/melaka7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near to Porta De Santiago, you can find Melaka Sultanate Palace. Situated at the foot of St. Paul's Hill, it is the only Malay palace from Melaka's glorious past built with such detail and refinement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295969552408048594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8QP6iQ89I/AAAAAAAAA_U/aB7j8gdlAPo/s400/melaka3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also dont forget to visit The Maritime Museum or 'Flora de La Mar', a Portuguese ship that sank off the coast of Melaka while on its way to Portugal, carrying loot plundered from Melaka. Work on the replica started in early 1990 and it was opened to the public in 1994. The Maritime Museum was officially opened by the Prime Minister Dato Seri Dr. Mahathir Mohamad on June 13, 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295969756711970994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8QbzoHaLI/AAAAAAAAA_k/t10__dtWsII/s400/melaka5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295969549111811682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8QPuQYXmI/AAAAAAAAA_M/aDuZ2ER8HcI/s400/melaka2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295969542097688850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8QPUIFWRI/AAAAAAAAA_E/jOdOZgajd6w/s400/melaka1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also visited Al-Azim Mosque, Tanquerah Mosque, Pantai Puteri (fomerly known as Tanjung Keling). We went through historical and also nice places like Jonker Walk, Stadthyus (also known as the Red Square).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295977089275585026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8XGnjg4gI/AAAAAAAABAU/oRSXUSe5ew8/s400/melaka11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we didnt miss the chance to visit Zoo Melaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8QP4hVGkI/AAAAAAAAA_c/nK9BbyWCbk4/s1600-h/melaka4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295969551867255362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8QP4hVGkI/AAAAAAAAA_c/nK9BbyWCbk4/s400/melaka4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my children to visit Malacca High School. Well actually I was here just for about 3 months but I am proud to be one of the students of this good school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295972038201845410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8Sgm1sJqI/AAAAAAAABAE/L_arkPrma4Y/s400/melaka9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before went back to KL, we stopped by at this Roti John stall near to Kem Terendak. The taste is still the same even though I didnt taste it for the past 17 years! Only the price is different.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295972043111399922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8Sg5IOAfI/AAAAAAAABAM/efq0RTONdhU/s400/melaka10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;umm.. Kem Terendak... the most memorable place of me and my family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-7030789620377381716?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/7030789620377381716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=7030789620377381716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7030789620377381716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7030789620377381716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/melaka-historical-city.html' title='Melaka.. the Historical City'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8Qb9gxijI/AAAAAAAAA_s/M3_0gOo0ysM/s72-c/melaka6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-8411985542486584110</id><published>2009-01-27T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:03:23.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asam Pedas Melaka..Memang Power!!!</title><content type='html'>Cuti Tahun Baru Cina yang baru lepas ini, kami sekeluarga berkesempatan mengunjungi Negeri Bersejarah, Melaka. Pada asalnya, rancangan kami hendak ke Mersing tapi memandangkan last minute confirmation tambahan dengan kerisauan takut keadaan jalanraya yang mungkin agak sesak, aku dan suami bersetuju untuk ke Melaka. Suami aku setuju aje.. maklumlah.. negeri Melaka ni amat sinonim dengan kami.. bak kata ahli sejarah.. Melaka.. di mana segalanya bermula.. he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami bertolak hari Ahad tengahari. Sengaja kami makan yang ringan-ringan untuk mengalas perut kerana aku memang teringin sangat nak pekena asam pedas Melaka. Kali terakhir aku makan asam pedas di sini pada tahun 2006 pada masa tu kami ada outstation meeting, dan rakan aku Fatimah membawa kami ke satu kedai di Batu Berendam. Sedapnya tak terkira.. Asam pedas Melaka ni kalau mengikut rakan aku ni, cara masakannya berlainan dengan asam pedas biasa. Belacan tak dek. Daun limau purut atau daun kesom adalah optional. Masa tu aku makan asam pedas daging tetel. ummm memang sedap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampai kami di Melaka, selepas check in di hotel, kami tak tunggu. Terus pusing-pusing carik kedai Asam Pedas 35. Rakan aku yang sorang ni pun ada rekomen kalau nak makan asam pedas yang sedap, pergi restoran ni. Tapi aku frust sangat sebab sesampai kami di sana, tuan punya kedai dah berkemas.. dah habis dik... Tapi nak makan asam pedas punya pasal, kami ke Restoran Sajian Kampung Asam Pedas Mah yang terletak sebaris dengan restoran 35. Kami makan berempat, asam pedas daging tetel, asam pedas tenggiri, hati masak kicap, sayur goreng dan keli goreng. Wah memang sedap... Terasa asamnya.. dan dia letak daun limau purut.. rasanya... pergghhh... kaw habis... sedapnya sampai aku terlupa nak ambil gambar makanan tu semua. Semua sekali termasuk minum RM45. Kira oklah bagi aku... Kenyangnya sampai ke malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939113466619986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70kIpGaFI/AAAAAAAAA-s/zuuSxAGmelk/s400/mk5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua kami pekena seafood di Ikan Bakar Ala Kassim.. di Crystal Bay. Aku masih ingat lagi jalan ke Crystal Bay sebab berhampiran dengan sekolah aku dulu SMKA Sarifah Rodziah (ala kalau budak Melaka tak kenal sekolah ni sajer aje la.. sekolah famous amos atas bukit tu).. Terkejut anak2 aku sebab orang punya la ramaiii... sejam aku tunggu baru makanan datang. Itupun bukan semua yang aku order sampai. Hannah dah bersungut2 nak balik. Aku malas la nak komplen pasal servis dia, bagi aku servis restoran paling power sekali kat KL la... Luar KL ni kena redha ajela... Air minum toksah cakapla... Aku risau anak aku tercekik aje so kami belikan air tin soya padahal aku order milo ais je.. sejam setengah baru sampai.. Kami makan sotong goreng tepung, udang butter dan ketam cili.. nasik lemak dia sedap giler... Itupun hubby aku pergi dapur dia mintak sendiri nasik lemak tu kalau tak, tak taula pukul berapa nak makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295940695330224530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX72ANixeZI/AAAAAAAAA-8/oRfm1KcTSg4/s400/mk7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, walaupun lambat sampai makanan tu, tapi masakannya memang sedap. No wonderla ramai orang. Semua sekali RM63. Murah dan sedap.. ketam dia pun fresh... Tapi sebab aku dah tensen makanan lambat sampai, so bila makanan sampai kami tak tunggu. So maknanya takdek la gambar untuk tatapan korang sumer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70kOkWamI/AAAAAAAAA-0/J8TNX9xchrs/s1600-h/mk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939115057310306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70kOkWamI/AAAAAAAAA-0/J8TNX9xchrs/s400/mk6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari terakhir sebelum balik, kami sekali lagi ke restoran 35. Kata kawan aku, asam pedas sini sedap. So kitorang pun pergi la... Orang memang ramai. Meja takdek yang kosong. Pengunjung tak putus-putus. Kami order asam pedas jenahak, asam pedas pari, kerabu mangga, ikan masin dan sup ayam untuk anak aku. Termasuk minum semua sekali RM47. Siap tapau lagi jenahak 2 ketul.. ha ha.. Bezanya dengan Asam Pedas Mah ialah dia masak guna daun kesom. Anyway rasa memang sedap. Aku konfem takdek MSG. pergghh... Masam, masin dan pedasnya cukup ngam. Daging ikannya pun lembut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70j73WXPI/AAAAAAAAA-k/uQENWLSyjgA/s1600-h/mk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939110036724978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70j73WXPI/AAAAAAAAA-k/uQENWLSyjgA/s400/mk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70XZDMYBI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xSMZMZzyl-I/s1600-h/mk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295938894532730898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70XZDMYBI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xSMZMZzyl-I/s400/mk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70XM-61lI/AAAAAAAAA-U/73GSiW7XmPM/s1600-h/mk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295938891293578834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70XM-61lI/AAAAAAAAA-U/73GSiW7XmPM/s400/mk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70XJlRLBI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Vihn10EeS9Y/s1600-h/mk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295938890380684306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70XJlRLBI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Vihn10EeS9Y/s400/mk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebelum meneruskan perjalanan balik ke KL, kami singgah di Asam Pedas Mah, beli asam pedas daging tetel dan asam pedas terubuk buat bekalan balik. wah... 2 jenis asam pedas lauk kami malam ni... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295996224778911410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8ogc3BvrI/AAAAAAAABAk/651Eqvihgd8/s400/mk9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295996224965531714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX8ogdjhWEI/AAAAAAAABAc/oB-wySXtBRs/s400/mk8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bukannya apa.. kata orang yang pandai masak, asam pedas ni.. lagi lama kita simpan dia lagi sedap... hu hu... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7116971001161420595-8411985542486584110?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/8411985542486584110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=8411985542486584110' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8411985542486584110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8411985542486584110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/asam-pedas-melaka.html' title='Asam Pedas Melaka..Memang Power!!!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SX70kIpGaFI/AAAAAAAAA-s/zuuSxAGmelk/s72-c/mk5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-2239558519574531586</id><published>2009-01-21T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:13:43.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah pagi ini..</title><content type='html'>Kenderaan sungguh banyak sewaktu aku menghantar Hannah ke sekolah pagi tadi. Semasa menunggu giliran untuk melalui simpang 3 menghala balik ke rumah, aku terlihat seorang budak perempuan, sangat comel bertocang dan berbaju kurung turun dari Proton Waja yang aku kira dipandu oleh samada ibu atau bapanya. Tiba-tiba aku terkejut melihat pintu kereta itu dihempas dengan sangat kuat dan tiba-tiba budak perempuan yang tadinya nampak macam kiut bagi aku menendang pintu kereta tersebut dan terus berlalu pergi. Sang kereta Waja terus meluncur laju meninggalkan kawasan simpang tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdasarkan pemikiran aku (pada masa tu la)... ada 2 kemungkinan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mungkin semalam si anak ada menyebut nak beli sesuatu di sekolah dan ibubapa nya bersetuju tiba-tiba pagi ni lain pulak ceritanya. Maklumla semalam balik kerja kan ke penat.. iye kan aje apa anak tu mintak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Atau si anak nak balik awal harini dan minta ibubapanya datang lebih awal daripada biasa. Tapi macam biasa tuntutan tugas menyebabkan itu tidak mungkin berlaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kini aku masih terbayang tendangan itu. Nasib baik tak kemek..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-2239558519574531586?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/2239558519574531586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=2239558519574531586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2239558519574531586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2239558519574531586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/kisah-pagi-ini.html' title='Kisah pagi ini..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6244286550793507244</id><published>2009-01-20T23:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:32:16.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini betul-betul bukan cobaan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXX5Jn6UxTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/gaHu41D6VCA/s1600-h/BP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293410880771638578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXX5Jn6UxTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/gaHu41D6VCA/s400/BP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bangunan Peperiksaan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika sedang bersantai-santai sambil menunggu kelas bermula pagi tadi, aku terdengar perbualan sekumpulan kecil berhampiran dengan tempat aku duduk. Pada mulanya aku tak berapa nak endah apa yang diperkatakan tapi lama kelamaan suara masing-masing semakin kuat nak tak nak terpaksa la aku dengar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku tak akan maafkan dia". kata A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errkk... apa tu? Bisik aku dalam hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yelah tak patut dia buat macam tu. Aku pun tak akan maafkan dia." sambung B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku study macam nak mampus buat asaimen tapi dia bagi aku C je". Aku memang tak akan maafkan dia sampai bila-bila. Memang aku sumpah dia tu." Ulang A semula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahamlah aku apa topik yang dibualkan mereka ini. Melihatkan kepada gaya mereka, semuanya dah besar panjang, bukannya budak-budak lagi tapi sanggup mengeluarkan kata-kata yang kurang sedap didengar apatah lagi kepada insan yang aku kira "GURU" mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah aku bukannya pandai sangat nak bagi nasihat. Sebabnya akupun bukanlah insan yang sempurna. Apabila mendengar perbualan mereka, fikiran aku secara automatis melayang flashback pengalaman aku sendiri kira-kira 10 tahun yang lalu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku taknaklah memandai-mandai. Memandangkan aku tak dapat nak bagi nasihat pada mereka on the spot, aku nak kongsi kisah benar yang aku alami sendiri (ini betul-betul bukan cobaan) supaya menjadi iktibar kepada semua samada korang masih belajar atau dah habis belajar kalau tak pun ambil aje sebagai panduan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah berlaku semasa aku berada di tahun akhir pengajian aku. Ada satu subjek aku masih ingat lagi iaitu &lt;em&gt;PNG&lt;/em&gt;. Pensyarahnya mengajar macam dunia ni dia yang punya maklumlah pemegang gelaran professorla katakan. Aku namakan dia Prof C. Nak jadikan cerita, pada suatu hari, selepas kuliah, aku telah turun ke hadapan untuk bertanyakan soalan kepada beliau. namun jawapan Prof C amat ringkas dan pendek. "&lt;em&gt;you baca sajalah&lt;/em&gt;". Aku terangkan kepada dia yang aku tak faham satu perenggan yang dia sebut tadi masa kuliah tapi dia ulang "&lt;em&gt;you baca sajalah&lt;/em&gt;". Dengan anggapan bahawa dia mungkin sibuk dan mengejar masa aku menjawab, "&lt;em&gt;never mind Professor its ok&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaubagaimanapun, hati aku tiba-tiba menjadi sakit apabila aku melihat Prof C melayan pelajar selepas aku ini dengan penuh mesra siap cakap dalam bahasa ibunda dia lagi. Dengan penuh aksi kaki tangan semua Prof C ni terangkan kepada pelajar yang sebangsa dengannya. Aku berasa sangat kecewa. Aku cuba tahan perasaan aku dan aku pasrah bahawa inilah dugaan yang harus aku tempuhi belajar di sini. Aku tidak mencarut atau memaki, cuma aku merasa hampa dan sakit hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa terus berlalu dan peperiksaan akhir kertas &lt;em&gt;PNG&lt;/em&gt; pun tiba. Aku bersedia bagai nak rak study pulun (aku memang poyo sikit) namun sakit hati aku masih belum padam. Memang aku target untuk score paper ni walaupun Prof C bolayan masa aku tanya soklan tempohari. Akan aku buktikan bahawa aku pun mampu berjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah masuk ke Bangunan Peperiksaan, apabila diumumkan "&lt;em&gt;anda boleh mula menulis sekarang&lt;/em&gt;", aku menyelak kertas soalan, aku sangat gembira kerana sekali imbas hampir kesemua soalan yang ada tersenarai di situ aku berkeyakinan aku mampu menyelesaikannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun masalah timbul apabila aku mahu mula menulis. Aku masih ingat kami perlu menjawab 5 daripada 7 soalan dalam masa 2 jam setengah. Nombor soalan telah aku pilih namun tangan aku menggigil untuk mula menulis jawapan. Tiba-tiba pandangan aku menjadi kelam. Aku rasa pening dan nak pitam. Badan aku mula berpeluh-peluh. Aku Blank!!! Aku cuba lagi untuk menulis. Tapi fikiran aku kosong. Tiada apa yang hendak ditulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terus tersandar. Aku menoleh di kiri dan kanan aku semuanya khusyuk menulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habisla aku kali ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa terus berlalu. Selepas 5 minit aku masih lagi tersandar di kerusi itu tanpa berbuat apa-apa. Badan aku terasa semakin panas. Aku rasa macam nak angkat tangan order air kopi. Tapi aku rasa cam segan pulak. ok. Aku tarik nafas dalam-dalam. Kenapa dengan aku ni? Apa aku nak buat? Aku memang tak tau nak tulis apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok. Kalau selepas 5 minit lagi aku masih berterusan begini, aku akan menyerah diri keluar dari dewan peperiksaan. Tak guna pun aku tunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mula menggoyangkan kaki aku. Kedua tapak tangan aku tekupkan ke pipi. Apa yang aku dah buat silap kali ni. Pastinya ada yang aku tersilap. Salah makan? Tak mungkin. Salah tidur? Tak mungkin juga. Nak buang air? Rasanya dah habis semua aku buang tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba aku ternampak bayangan muka Prof C di fikiran aku. Thats it! Aku tau.. Aku jadi macam ni semua sebab aku rasa marah dan sakit hati pada Prof C. Ya Allah! Begitu cepat balasan Kau kepada aku... Aku merasa sangat menyesal. Pastinya sebab aku sakit hati pada Prof C menyebabkan Allah tarik semua ilmu yang aku belajar dari dia. Astagfirullahulazim! Memang aku tak patut marahkan guru aku sendiri. Walaupun dia tidak sebangsa dengan aku, namun dia tetap guru aku. Sedar tak sedar aku rasa mata aku panas berair. Aku sedih dan rasa bersalah pada Allah, pada Prof C dan pada diri aku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba aku rasa kembali tenang. Aku cuba mengangkat pen kembali dan Alhamdulillah semuanya menjadi stabil semula. Alhamdulillah, aku terus menjawab soalan-soalan yang diberikan dalam kertas putih itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas selesai peperiksaan, aku ditegur oleh rakan baik aku, Yati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yati bertanya, "&lt;em&gt;eh kenapa aku nampak tadi kau pucat aje masa exam&lt;/em&gt;? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Aku blank la... tensen aku&lt;/em&gt;" jawab aku sambil menitiskan air mata. "&lt;em&gt;Habisla aku kali ini&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;em&gt;Kau hantar berapa helai jawapan?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Aku hantar 9 helai&lt;/em&gt;" jawab Yati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;9 helai?&lt;/em&gt;". Mendengar jawapan Yati, aku terdiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Ko pulak hantar berapa helai?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;errr... Aku hantar 17 helai&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Aik kata blank.. apasal sampai 17 helai?&lt;/em&gt;" soal Yati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Mungkin tulisan aku besar kot&lt;/em&gt;." Jawab aku pantas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story is..&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah sesekali kita menyimpan dendam apatah lagi mengutuk atau mengata guru kita tak kira dia tu siapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Maha Berkuasa. DIA akan bayar CASH!! Cuma masanya sahaja tak tahu bila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahu aklam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-6244286550793507244?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6244286550793507244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6244286550793507244' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6244286550793507244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6244286550793507244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/ini-betul-betul-bukan-cobaan.html' title='Ini betul-betul bukan cobaan!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXX5Jn6UxTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/gaHu41D6VCA/s72-c/BP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-8908509227024276613</id><published>2009-01-17T16:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:11:53.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody is leaving me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has been more than 2 weeks since my friend, Fatimah left. She is now in US furthering her study in PhD level. I felt so sorry for not being able to spent much time with her as I was at kampung on the day she flew. If Im not mistaken on the Awal Muharram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXGdnUJnpKI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Xdee_rOA0zQ/s1600-h/IMG_0760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292184335886558370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXGdnUJnpKI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Xdee_rOA0zQ/s400/IMG_0760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left, Ashraf and his wife, Balkese and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soon, another friend is also leaving. Ashraf is furthering his study in Melbourne, Australia. So I didn't miss the chance to meet him before he fly. Together with another friend, Balkese, we went down to Malacca last few days to meet Ashraf. We had lunch together with his wife and Im sure he was so busy dealing with so many things before the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;Well, Balkese is also leaving to Colorado, US in 2 weeks time. Also for her PhD. As I told you in my previous post, Nong left me nearly more than a month ago for her Masters in UK. (&lt;a href="http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/12/aku-masih-di-sini.html"&gt;http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/12/aku-masih-di-sini.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. I guess everybody is leaving me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends that are scattered all around the world, all the best to you guys.. study hard, enjoy your best moment and take care!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-8908509227024276613?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/8908509227024276613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=8908509227024276613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8908509227024276613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/8908509227024276613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/everybody-is-leaving-me.html' title='Everybody is leaving me'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXGdnUJnpKI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Xdee_rOA0zQ/s72-c/IMG_0760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6735176371257601299</id><published>2009-01-17T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:53:38.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Hot in Town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi guys.. Promoting my (I mean our) new book in the market. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292151710112207010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXF_8Pq20KI/AAAAAAAAA7w/oMw2vzaGAOM/s400/new+book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link below will show you guys the same topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-contribution-to-nation.html"&gt;http://wfshima.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-contribution-to-nation.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get it now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-6735176371257601299?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6735176371257601299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6735176371257601299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6735176371257601299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6735176371257601299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/red-hot-in-town.html' title='Red Hot in Town!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXF_8Pq20KI/AAAAAAAAA7w/oMw2vzaGAOM/s72-c/new+book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-7056179367623867688</id><published>2009-01-16T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:29:09.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permainan Saidina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masih ingat lagi tak zaman kanak-kanak kita dulu? Pada masa tu mana ada playstation, gameboy, ipod, henfon game, internet jauh sekali. Aku ingat pada masa tu umur aku sekitar 8-9 tahun, aku dengan kawan-kawan selalu main teng teng, konda kondi, ataupun antara permainan yang best ialah SAIDINA. Mesti korang pernah dengar atau pernah main permainan ini. Mereka yang sezaman dengan aku pastinya tahu mengenai permainan ini. Tak payah diajar, cukup dengan memerhatikan sahaja kali pertama, lepas tu dah boleh terus main.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masa bersilih ganti aku pun dah lupa permainan ini. Sampailah satu hari, kami bawa anak-anak ke Tesco Selayang. Anak aku, Hannah bertanya, '&lt;em&gt;mama, can we buy this game? I see a lot of my friends in school playing this game'&lt;/em&gt;. Wah tak sangka era Teknologi Maklumat ni permainan ini masih lagi relevan. &lt;em&gt;'But do you know how to play the game?'&lt;/em&gt; Aku bertanya. 'Dont &lt;em&gt;worry mom. I know how to play the game'.&lt;/em&gt; Hannah menjawab pantas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291910508097929250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXCkkcJVgCI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/LBjTzGyW4pM/s400/IMG_0756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sejak itu, kami sering bermain SAIDINA. Sampai aku letih sebabnya sekali main akan ambil masa berjam-jam. Pernah sekali, sampai jam 2.30 pagi kami berempat mengadap game ini tak boleh berhenti sebab ianya semakin lama semakin suspen. Semakin banyak tanah + rumah + hotel, semakin meriah dan selalu kedengaran perkataan BAYAR! BAYAR! he he.. Siapa yang dapat duit seronokla... siapa yang kena bayar, sure bengang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXCkwvLoxJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Gx3WzN9586s/s1600-h/IMG_0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291910719366284434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXCkwvLoxJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Gx3WzN9586s/s200/IMG_0757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXCkwrM7uJI/AAAAAAAAA7g/FZFXlzyrC18/s1600-h/IMG_0758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291910718297979026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXCkwrM7uJI/AAAAAAAAA7g/FZFXlzyrC18/s200/IMG_0758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha.. kalau korang dah lupa cara main game ini, mari kita imbas kembali serba sedikit kenangan permainan saidina nih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saidina boleh dimainkan dengan menset had masa permainan. Bila masa tamat, siapa yang paling banyak nilai harta dan duit akan dikira pemenang dan pemenang ini digelar SAIDINA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saidina juga boleh dimainkan seberapa lama yang korang suka sehingga semua orang menjadi papa kedana jual harta semua dan meninggalkan seorang pemenang (SAIDINA). Tapi awas kerana orang yang kaya di awal permainan mempunyai posibiliti untuk menjadi muflis towards the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permainan ini boleh dimainkan seminimum 2 orang sehingga seberapa ramai yang korang suka tapi aku cadangkan 4 orang aje dah cukup sebab nanti keliling papan akan menjadi sesak. Lantik seorang banker ataupun dalam kalangan 4 orang tu pun boleh menjadi banker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semua pemain yang perlu melontar buah dadu. Siapa yang skor paling tinggi dia akan jalan dulu. Tapi rules ni tak boleh pakai kat rumah aku sebabnya selalu anak aku nak ayah jalan dulu diikuti dengan hiraki mama, Hannah dan last sekali Zeqah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First round tak boleh beli tanah. Jalan-jalan reki tempat dulu. Second round baru la meriah sikit sebab korang akan mula dengar kejap kejap perkataan BELI! BELI! GAJI! GAJI! ha ha memang menyeronokkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dah beli tanah, kalau berikutnya kita berpeluang singgah di tanah tersebut, barulah kita boleh beli rumah. Bilangan rumah terpulang. Cukup 4 rumah, kalau kita sampai sekali lagi di tanah kita, boleh buat hotel pulak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau kena masuk penjara, bayar RM500 baru boleh keluar. Setiap kali masuk pusingan baru akan dapat gaji RM1400. Memang gaji ni sangat perlu terutamanya kalau asyik singgah kawasan merbahaya dan kena bayar sewa. Tapi awas, kalau kena cukai, automatik gaji akan dipotong he he he.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalau sesak2, harta kita boleh dilelong kepada bank dengan separuh harga asal yang kita beli. Jadi pemain lain yang lebih kaya boleh beli dengan prosedur yang sama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pantang dalam permainan ini ialah, HUTANG tidak dibenarkan sama sekali! Kalau tak mampu bayar, harta semua perlu dilelong bagi melangsaikan hutang. Apa yang lebih penting ialah strategi kena betul. Dan jangan tamak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apa yang penting ialah semangat kekitaan. Gelak ketawa sentiasa menghiasi permainan ini. Tapi kadang-kadang aku emos jugak sebab rumah atau tanah aku takdek sesapa yang singgah tapi asyik aku aje yang memanjang kena bayar sewa. Bayangkanlah kalau kena hotel kat KL, sekali hit RM12,900 tak terduduk dibuatnya. Kalau kena KEPUTUSAN yang baik, syoklah sikit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, aku nampak positifnya permainan ini ialah anak aku yang kecik tu dah pandai mengira untuk bagi amaun duit yang betul dan pulangkan baki yang tepat apabila perlu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Namun begitu, sampai satu peringkat aku terpaksa buat undang-undang. Permainan ini hanya boleh dimainkan pada hari Ahad sahaja. Bukannya apa.. letih aku.. &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/7116971001161420595-7056179367623867688?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/7056179367623867688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=7056179367623867688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7056179367623867688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/7056179367623867688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/permainan-saidina.html' title='Permainan Saidina'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SXCkkcJVgCI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/LBjTzGyW4pM/s72-c/IMG_0756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-2019087396941872309</id><published>2009-01-15T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:37:37.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SW6SZjphb-I/AAAAAAAAA6c/Q80f8itMUXk/s1600-h/libum.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291327579970695138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SW6SZjphb-I/AAAAAAAAA6c/Q80f8itMUXk/s400/libum.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sewaktu melayari laman web khutub khanah tempat aku mengaji pagi tadi, aku terlihat satu nama yang telah lebih kurang 19 tahun aku tidak bertemu dengan tuannya. Nama yang aku pasti itulah sahaja tuannya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I googled through the net to find more information just to confirm that this is the person that Im having in my mind. Yes.. a few information that I gathered match to each other. Memang dialah orangnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have been thinking. Let me share with you guys:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. She completed her masters and her theses title is published on the web so that it helps future candidates to get more ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. I googled through the internet to find some information about her and within a few seconds, I can see her current office address, office phone number, email address, designation and some information about her. In fact, could see her pictures on the web attending conferences, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its easy. Well, up to me now if I wanna proceed to meet a long lost friend or just to keep the information in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can you imagine the impact of internet to us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What will happen if this information goes to the wrong people?&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/7116971001161420595-2019087396941872309?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/2019087396941872309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=2019087396941872309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2019087396941872309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2019087396941872309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-easy.html' title='Its easy'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SW6SZjphb-I/AAAAAAAAA6c/Q80f8itMUXk/s72-c/libum.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5130624546283175100</id><published>2009-01-13T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:59:48.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku dan perkataan "InsyaALlah"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWw5gzQDf5I/AAAAAAAAA6U/kjjij6cPIRc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290666897929633682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWw5gzQDf5I/AAAAAAAAA6U/kjjij6cPIRc/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seringkali kita mendengar orang di sekeliling kita suka menyebut perkataan InsyaALlah. Terutamanya orang Melayu. InsyaALlah bermaksud 'dengan izin Allah'. Maknanya apa sahaja yang kita rancang atau janji hanya akan berlaku dengan keizinan Allah. Dan bila kita berjanji, kita nak buat sesuatu, kita kata InsyaALlah. Misal kata, kalau kita janji nak balik kampung, (memang kita merancang nak balik) kita kata InsyaALlah. Seandainya pada hari yang dijanjikan berlaku banjir atau ribut taufan maka kita tak dapat balik kampung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290666897660676882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWw5gyP7ixI/AAAAAAAAA6M/_VjbdBb03Yk/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku pernah diminta tolong membuat sesuatu oleh seorang rakan, dan aku katakan InsyaALlah. Dia terus kata pada aku 'saya taknak dengar perkataan InsyaALlah, saya nak awak serius'. Aku katakan lagi bahawa aku memang serius tapi dia tak percaya. Sebab katanya orang Melayu kalau kata InsyaALlah, selalunya mereka tak akan buat. Aku memang susah nak salahkan dia, sebab mungkin dia selalu terkena yang menyebabkan dia berfikir sebegitu. Penyalahgunaan perkataan InsyaALlah terlalu berleluasa dalam masyarakat kita hinggakan sampai satu peringkat orang susah nak percaya cakap kita. Memang aku akui ada segelintir orang melayu (aku tak kata semua) yang suka menggunakan perkataan InsyaAllah untuk melapik kata-kata, menjaga air muka, atau apa-apa yang tak sepatutnya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I was sitting beside a Sudan guy during the DBMS class this morning. What interest me was.. in every of his statement, he will end it by saying "InsyaALlah". For instance, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will send an email to you about the assignment, InsyaALah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will see you this evening InsyaALlah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will check if the class in ON and I will send message to you InsyaALlah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... that goes the difference between Malay and Arab people.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wallahu aklam.&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/7116971001161420595-5130624546283175100?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5130624546283175100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5130624546283175100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5130624546283175100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5130624546283175100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/aku-dan-perkataan-insyaallah.html' title='Aku dan perkataan &quot;InsyaALlah&quot;'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWw5gzQDf5I/AAAAAAAAA6U/kjjij6cPIRc/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-2482529088443358180</id><published>2009-01-12T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:41:33.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku dan megi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika melewati kawasan kompleks perdanasiswa pagi tadi, aku terpandang sebuah gerai kecil yang terletak betul-betul di hadapan pintu masuk pekansiswa ala-ala kedai runcit dalam kampus tempat aku belajar. Bila aku amati betul-betul ternyata gerai tersebut mempromosi jenama baru mee segera. Patutla aku nampak ramai awek-awek yang merah mata, hingus meleleh dan berpeluh-di bawah payung tu sambil menjamah mee segera promosi yang diberikan secara percuma. he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak nafikan mee segera memang amat sinonim dengan dunia pelajar. Baik budak sekolah, mahasiswa, tak ketinggalan golongan bujang tran tang tang juga amat menggemari mee segera. Pendek kata, mee segera ni memang peneman sepanjang zaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingat lagi masa aku sekolah dulu.. kalau ada happy time, jom malam ni masak megi. So pakat dengan kawan-kawan satu dorm masak air pastu bawak sorang sepeket megi kemudian kita combine megi tu dalam satu bekas besar. Aku pun tak pasti tapi aku pernah dengar ada kawan lelaki pernah masak megi dalam gayung atau baldi dan share ramai-ramai. Memang zaman persekolahan memang menyeronokkan dengan kehadiran megi ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mahasiswa pun sama juga. Bukan tak ada kafeteria, cuma kadang-kadang teringin sangat nak makan megi. Apa lagi pakat2 dengan roomate malam ni kita masak megi. So agak-agak lepas study malam tu, masak megi sama-sama dan makan sambil bersembang gossip tentang macam-macam perkara dari mengutuk makcik dewan makan, sampai kan ke kisah politik semuanya dikongsi dengan hanya sebungkus megi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni pun, walaupun dah bekerja.. kadang-kadang rasa macam sedap aje bila pergi kedai mamak order megi sup padahal kalau aku buat kat rumah lagi sedap rasanya boleh tambah sayur sawi, telur, tumis dengan bawang pastu taruk cili padi.. perghhh... rasanya memang kaw.. tapi awas jangan terlebih air nanti rasanya tawar.. Pastu jangan masak lama sangat nanti dia kembang dah tak baper nak sedap.. tapi mungkin sebab manja nak mamak jugak masakkan megi tu.. padahal rasanya kadang-kadang dah 'lari' dari rasa sebenar nikmat megi... he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi semua orang tau mee segera tak baik untuk kesihatan. Alah kalau makan sebulan sekali apa salahnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290428720213731154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWtg5CHdJ1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/K0SsYOmo79E/s400/sv4000987hi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun apa yang pasti... megi banyak menyimpan kenangan dalam hidup kita.. aku pasti setiap seorang dari kita mesti ada kenangan dengan megi ni.. betul tak? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-2482529088443358180?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/2482529088443358180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=2482529088443358180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2482529088443358180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/2482529088443358180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/aku-dan-megi.html' title='Aku dan megi..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWtg5CHdJ1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/K0SsYOmo79E/s72-c/sv4000987hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4040912678203149693</id><published>2009-01-08T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:11:15.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malang Tidak Berbau..</title><content type='html'>I got a phone call this morning while I was driving to KL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what to say? Already twice within a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKqN_84I/AAAAAAAAA50/rT6XZT-BD2Q/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288939184780735362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKqN_84I/AAAAAAAAA50/rT6XZT-BD2Q/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKULobcI/AAAAAAAAA5s/yv3Pfmf0rcY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288939178865225154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKULobcI/AAAAAAAAA5s/yv3Pfmf0rcY/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKMLtkyI/AAAAAAAAA5k/cm0UcY20KL0/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288939176718078754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKMLtkyI/AAAAAAAAA5k/cm0UcY20KL0/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKHPiu9I/AAAAAAAAA5c/7opc4LGmAmI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288939175391968210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKHPiu9I/AAAAAAAAA5c/7opc4LGmAmI/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What to do? Malang sememangnya tidak dapat dihidu. Alhamdulillah kereta aje kena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nampaknya tak payah tunggu hujung bulan ni memang aku kena tidur dengan tangan di dahi!!!&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/7116971001161420595-4040912678203149693?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4040912678203149693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4040912678203149693' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4040912678203149693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4040912678203149693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/malang-tidak-berbau.html' title='Malang Tidak Berbau..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWYWKqN_84I/AAAAAAAAA50/rT6XZT-BD2Q/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-5632969811660576419</id><published>2009-01-06T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:53:44.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why shouldn't I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWM8qNnFijI/AAAAAAAAA5U/CjCQGWZfLWU/s1600-h/payang+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288137083368868402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWM8qNnFijI/AAAAAAAAA5U/CjCQGWZfLWU/s400/payang+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sekadar hiasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to this guy Nantha while waiting for my class before it get started. I understand that he just finished his night shift working at an overseas company somewhere in Puchong. He started his work at 11 pm at night and he finished work at 7 am in the morning and straight away come to the campus to attend the class. He looks so fresh and you will never know that he just came back from this work. At the evening, he will be attending the same class as mine, Computer Network that starts at 6.00 pm and finish at 9.00 pm. I am very sure after the class he will start his work again at 11 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next I was spoken to Mrs Kalai. She is a Maths teacher and she is doing her Masters (part time) on her own expenses and she is currently in her fourth (final) semester. What amaze me is that she comes very far away from Penang that is 5 hours travelling by bus. After that she has to take another bus from Sentral to the campus. If she has 2 days classes, she will be staying at UM hostel, attend the class the next morning and after that travels back to Penang. She travels twice a week leaving behind in Penang her 3 daughters taken care by her husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then, during the group discussion session, I met another lady, Miss Gan. Similar to Mrs Kalai, Miss Gan is a teacher (also doing part time) but she stays in Triang, Pahang, that is nearly 3 hours drive from KL. Unlike Mrs Kalai, Miss Gan is driving her own car and she is now in the fourth (final) semester also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288137074410451010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWM8psPO8EI/AAAAAAAAA5M/99Lo8V2vmY8/s400/Kristal+Mosque3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, Nantha, Mrs Kalai, Miss Gan and me are the only Malaysian in this class. The rest of the class are from different parts of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I met these 3 persons when I was attending the Database Concepts and Implementations class this morning. Even though I can see a lot challenge they have to face.. They are willing to move ahead to enhance their knowledge.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Their courage really inspires me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They make me think again and again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If they are in such condition and they have high motivation and good spirit to proceed with their study, why shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why shouldn't I?&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/7116971001161420595-5632969811660576419?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/5632969811660576419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=5632969811660576419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5632969811660576419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/5632969811660576419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-shouldnt-i.html' title='Why shouldn&apos;t I?'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SWM8qNnFijI/AAAAAAAAA5U/CjCQGWZfLWU/s72-c/payang+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3979662338532664979</id><published>2009-01-03T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:08:03.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuch Kuch Hota Hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SV9-7kPlRJI/AAAAAAAAA48/Bqd7wgMG558/s1600-h/KKHH_CDCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287084049362666642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SV9-7kPlRJI/AAAAAAAAA48/Bqd7wgMG558/s320/KKHH_CDCover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hadn't watched an Indian movie in so many years especially since Hazeqah was born. Umm.. maybe for the past nearly 6 years. This is because I was unable to relate to the film and the stories were somewhat weak. But I don’t know why, just a couple of days ago, I found this movie somewhere in my old boxes and when I watched it, I am still amazed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kuch Kuch Hota Hai seems to have made history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The story begins with the funeral of Tina (Rani Mukherjee), who wants her new-born daughter - whom she names Anjali - to know her even though she won't exist any longer. In order for this to happen, she leaves her new-born daughter 8 letters, one to be presented to her on every one of her first eight birthdays. They slowly unfold the story of the lives of three college-mates, Tina, Rahul (Shahrukh Khan) and Anjali (Kajol). The eighth letter, though, reveals to her that it was her duty to bring Rahul &amp;amp; Anjali together, who were the best of buddies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rahul did seem to have feelings for Anjali, but she, being a tom-boyish character, could never show her feelings to him clearly. Rahul, though, soon fell for Tina - the Principal's daughter who arrived from London - least realising Anjali's fate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tina had always been suspicious about this love, but could not be sure of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At this point, Anjali realised just how much she loved Rahul. Anjali, the heart-broken lover, decided to move far away from Tina and Rahul's lives during her exams, trying to make her feelings for Rahul latent. Though she tried her best, she could not hide her deep and endless love for Rahul from Tina, who was sure of this by the time Anjali was at the train station, leaving them forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anjali Jr. is extremely touched by this love story, and decides to get the two together. Soon, with the help of her Nana and Dadi, the obedient and lovable daughter of Rahul gets the separated best friends to meet. After about a decade, Rahul and Anjali Senior see each other, too much in state of shock to be able to even speak to each other. Soon, their love for each-other arises once again. After they are re-united, however, a new problem arises. Now Anjali Sr. (although she still loves Rahul) has been engaged to Aman (Salman Khan). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For me, what makes the film so enjoyable is that it's not only colorful in it's style and environment, but all of the characters have very colorful personalities that make the film works. In the sense of the plot it is easy to predict what is going to happen, but the movie is so well made your not really occupied with that though. Another factor is that it also has very convincing emotional content. The movie starts off very emotional when Rahul loses his wife Tina. I cried at the end when I saw how heartbroken Anjali and Rahul were because she was getting married to Aman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I found this link if you are interested to watch the song clip.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1986366/kuch_kuch_hota_hai/"&gt;http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1986366/kuch_kuch_hota_hai/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am not sure about you guys, but in my case, I couldnt stop my tears from coming down everytime I watch the movie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Interesting huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/7116971001161420595-3979662338532664979?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3979662338532664979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3979662338532664979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3979662338532664979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3979662338532664979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2009/01/kuch-kuch-hota-hai.html' title='Kuch Kuch Hota Hai'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SV9-7kPlRJI/AAAAAAAAA48/Bqd7wgMG558/s72-c/KKHH_CDCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6142518025263929736</id><published>2008-12-30T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:22:31.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhirnya aku di sini..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hampir sepuluh tahun yang lalu, aku sering melewati daerah ini. Setiap kali, entah kenapa aku pasti akan merasa bosan melalui daerah ini. Mungkin kerana kiri dan kanan aku agak sunyi. Tiada apa yang menarik untuk dipandang. Yang ada cuma pokok-pokok besar berdaun hijau, kuning dan oren yang menyejukkan mata aku pada waktu siang. Pada waktu malam, kalau perlu sahaja aku melewati kawasan ini. Itupun dengan keadaan pecutan yang sangat tinggi. Kelibat manusia? Kalau ada pun, sesekali sahaja kelibatnya akan kelihatan. Itupun pada waktu siang. Malam? Kalau berani…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di selekoh itulah aku sentiasa memerhatikannya. Bangunan putih itu kelihatan sungguh bangga dengan dirinya. Bangunan putih itu seringkali mencuri perhatian aku setiap kali aku membelok menuruni bukit yang tak berapa nak cerun itu. Aku memang kagum dengan bangunan putih itu. Aku juga kagum dengan penghuninya. Bukan calang-calang mereka yang berani menghampiri bangunan itu. Mesti mempunyai ilmu yang tinggi di dada, semangat yang kuat sahaja aku percaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada juga aku mendengar kisah taulan aku yang menapa di situ. Ada yang singgah seketika. Ada juga yang mencuba nasib namun tak lama mana. Ada juga yang tak keluar-keluar dari bangunan itu. Entahlah…. Bagi aku yang tidak pernah mencuba, aku rasa sangat gementar. Terlopong aku mendengar cerita kawan-kawan aku yang pernah menapa di sana. Indah khabar dari rupa. Kalau tak kuat semangat jangan dekat kata mereka. Buruk padahnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Walaupun ada kalanya, aku merasakan bangunan putih itu seolah-olah melambai kepada aku. Mencabar aku menghuninya. Namun, cerita ceriti yang kedengaran memaksa aku seringkali berfikir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bangunan putih itu terlalu jauh untuk aku. Tak terjejak aku rasanya. Walaupun aku teramat ingin menghuninya, aku tak mampu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kini, selepas sepuluh tahun, aku kembali ke daerah ini. Kembali melewati kesunyian ini. Setiap kali aku menoleh, kiri dan kanan aku pemandangannya masih sama. Pokok-pokok dengan warna yang sama. Kelibat manusia masih lagi jarang kelihatan. Mungkin ada sesekali. Tapi selalunya mereka tidak bersendirian. Setelah sepuluh tahun daerah ini aku tinggalkan, aku kini kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sini tersimpan cinta dan cita-cita aku. Sepuluh tahun impian aku terlerai di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kini di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di bangunan putih ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-6142518025263929736?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6142518025263929736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6142518025263929736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6142518025263929736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6142518025263929736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/12/akhirnya-aku-di-sini.html' title='Akhirnya aku di sini..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-6584730003713334275</id><published>2008-12-19T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:20:58.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku masih di sini..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hati aku tergerak untuk menulis apa yang bermain di fikiran aku tatkala membaca entry &lt;a href="http://mywanfai.wordpress.com/2008/12/15/ohhh-kuala-lumpur-sudah-jauh-meninggalkan-aku/"&gt;http://mywanfai.wordpress.com/2008/12/15/ohhh-kuala-lumpur-sudah-jauh-meninggalkan-aku/&lt;/a&gt;. Mungkin cerita aku agak berbeza dengan apa yang ada dalam entry tersebut cuma sekadar meluahkan perasaan aku di sini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hampir 2 minggu yang lalu aku ke bank Islam Medan Mara menguruskan beberapa hal mengenai buku akaun aku yang dah dorman sebab bertahun tak diisi dengan RM. Selesai urusan di BIMB Medan Mara, aku lantas ke SOGO bersebelahan dengan Pertama Kompleks. Ala sebut aje Pertama Kompleks, semua orang yang sesebaya dengan aku pastinya tahu. Tempat yang selalunya menjadi hub pertemuan dengan kawan-kawan sekolah lama. Maklumla dekat dengan Jalan TAR, Semua House dsb. Mungkin remaja sekarang ni destinasinya Mid Valley, KLCC tapi bagi aku Pertama Kompleks adalah lokasi yang sangat istimewa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, itu bukanlah cerita yang yang aku nak kongsi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Selesai urusan aku di Bank Islam, aku melepak di Tingkat bawah bangunan SOGO sambil menunggu 2 rakan yang sedang asyik membeli belah hadiah perpisahan seorang rakan sepejabat aku yang akan ke US selepas krismas nanti. Seronok aku dengar dia nak pergi buat PhD. Selepas minum kopi O kurang manis dan menjamah 2 keping roti bakar, kami bersedia untuk pulang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Semasa berjalan menuju askelator, mata aku tiba-tiba terpandang kelibat seorang manusia yang aku kenal. Tak berubah muka makcik ni. Dah lebih 7 tahun aku tak jumpa dia. "Makcik apa khabar?". Selepas beberapa saat dia merenung aku, dia lantas berkata.. ye makcik ingat... ni Wan, kawan Nong kan? haah.. Makcik sihat. Nong apa khabar makcik? Nong takdek... Nong dah pergi UK buat masters. Dah 2 minggu dia pergi dengan anak2 dan suami. Nong takdek bagitau ke? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aku terdiam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kata-kata makcik yang aku masih ingat seorang ustazah itu aku dah tak berapa nak dengar. Terbayang aku muka kawan aku si Nong. Jauhnya kau dah meninggalkan aku.  Aku dan Nong berkawan rapat sejak di bangku sekolah lagi. Selepas tingkatan 4, kami terpisah namun masih berhubung dan selalu bertemu. Pertama Kompleks lah selalunya tempat pertemuan kami. Selepas habis pengajian di Universiti, bebanan kerja dan keluarga mengurangkan pertemuan kami. Selepas anak pertama aku lahir, aku memang langsung tidak pernah bertemu Nong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kisah kedua.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sewaktu hari sukan sekolah anak aku tahun lepas, aku bertemu dengan kawan lama aku sejak dari bangku sekolah rendah. Aku namakan Lila. Lila adalah kawan baik aku yang duduk bersebelahan dengan aku sejak aku darjah 4 namun kami terpisah apabila Lila ke MRSM Perlis. Selepas SPM, Lila ke Sheffield dan aku ke UM (Pandai jugak kawan-kawan aku nih sumernya pegi oversea he he).. Kali terakhir aku bertemu Lila adalah 5 tahun lalu sewaktu dia datang rumah terbuka aku hari raya. Selepas itu, kami terus tidak berhubung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ketika bertemu kembali dengan Lila, kami banyak berbicara mengenai kawan-kawan dan alam persekolahan dahulu. Apabila bercakap tentang kerja, kata Lila, aku baru start kerja balik. Dah 3 tahun aku ikut suami bekerja di India. yang kecik ni pun lahir di sana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aku terkedu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lamanya aku tak contact Lila sampai dia ke India 3 tahun pun aku tak tau. Apa la punya kawan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kepada Nong, kalau kau terbaca entry aku ni, contact la aku yer sebab aku rindu sangat dengan kawan-kawan lama. Alamat email aku ada kat sini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lila pun sama, kalau pergi India lagi, bagi tau aku ye. Sebabnya aku memang suka makanan India. he he..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, aku masih di sini.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-6584730003713334275?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/6584730003713334275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=6584730003713334275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6584730003713334275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/6584730003713334275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/12/aku-masih-di-sini.html' title='Aku masih di sini..'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-9096274825860205436</id><published>2008-12-19T15:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:23:13.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chan kin phet dai (I can eat spicy food)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I never like soft drink. I think last time I tasted the carbonated drink was 2 years ago during fasting month. The reason why is that I was soooo thirsty during daytime as I could see many small kids drinking coke. I only had a can of coke and thats all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But in Phuket, I can say that I had a lot of Indian food. Especially beriyani chicken and dhal makhni. I always ask for more spicy. Finally after finish my beriyani, my tummy felt uncomfortable. he he.. Also nice tom yum and sea food.. yummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXMuMRqSI/AAAAAAAAA4s/B1xlU6SNHSU/s1600-h/food1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410864091605282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXMuMRqSI/AAAAAAAAA4s/B1xlU6SNHSU/s400/food1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Delicious Chiken Beriyani &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXMIgqpCI/AAAAAAAAA4k/f3NM-0CsRuo/s1600-h/food2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410853976581154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXMIgqpCI/AAAAAAAAA4k/f3NM-0CsRuo/s400/food2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dhal Tadka &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXL3HBj1I/AAAAAAAAA4c/ruVxntPrLX4/s1600-h/food3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410849305628498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXL3HBj1I/AAAAAAAAA4c/ruVxntPrLX4/s400/food3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Potato with Ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXL2dV_7I/AAAAAAAAA4U/HOIhiw7xz4o/s1600-h/food4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410849130807218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXL2dV_7I/AAAAAAAAA4U/HOIhiw7xz4o/s400/food4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Yum in Coconut Juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXLdeR0CI/AAAAAAAAA4M/djgj8E2OMLw/s1600-h/food5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410842423840802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXLdeR0CI/AAAAAAAAA4M/djgj8E2OMLw/s400/food5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fried Squid with salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtW2cZuU8I/AAAAAAAAA4E/EcbrfMVSIrc/s1600-h/food6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410481359049666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtW2cZuU8I/AAAAAAAAA4E/EcbrfMVSIrc/s400/food6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah is also enjoying beriyani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtW2ckWoFI/AAAAAAAAA38/jZGAp6qXZKo/s1600-h/food7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410481403633746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtW2ckWoFI/AAAAAAAAA38/jZGAp6qXZKo/s400/food7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oyster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtW2FCNsQI/AAAAAAAAA30/0UzRKdt7Dl8/s1600-h/food8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410475086426370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtW2FCNsQI/AAAAAAAAA30/0UzRKdt7Dl8/s400/food8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tried to find ENO ginger, but its not easy. I manage to get the sachet at Watson in Carefour near my hotel on the 3rd day. Imagine.. so what did I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is simple. I drink coke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405972211544738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtSv-hLsqI/AAAAAAAAA3s/6M7fiqAcaKQ/s200/kok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coca-Cola has a policy of avoiding using children younger than the age of 12 in any of its advertising. This decision was made as a result of a lawsuit from the beginning of the 20th century that alleged that Coke's caffeine content was dangerous to children. However, in recent times, this has not stopped the company from targeting young consumers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke or any soft drinks are not good for health. Someone put a broken tooth in a bottle soft drink and in 10 days it is dissolved! Teeth and bones are the only human organs that stay intact for years after death. Imagine what the drink must be doing to your delicate soft intestines and stomach lining! To all COKE / PEPSI LOVERS, think again the next time before you say " CHUP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I know a guy I met in Japan who is crazy drinking coke. He drinks at least a can of coke everyday. Scary me! After 3 years, I am not sure what happen to him. Still drinking coke I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7116971001161420595-9096274825860205436?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/9096274825860205436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=9096274825860205436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/9096274825860205436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/9096274825860205436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/12/chan-kin-phet-dai-i-can-eat-spicy-food.html' title='Chan kin phet dai (I can eat spicy food)'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUtXMuMRqSI/AAAAAAAAA4s/B1xlU6SNHSU/s72-c/food1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-4334302348029027429</id><published>2008-12-19T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:24:30.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mee rot thaek-see thee nail? (Where can I get a taxi?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you are looking for fun rather than relaxation, Hat Patong is the place to be. Its clear waters are great for swimming and snorkelling, and there are banana boats, jet skis and parasailing to keep you occupied. Along the beach road are shops, bars and restaurants, and Patong itself is almost like a mini town but without any of the cultural attraction. I will upload the video soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But what I wanna share here is the Phuket Carnival 2008 in Patong. For six on-going days of this fun and vibrant festival, the Phuket Carnival returns to Patong Beach from 15-20 December 2008. Visitors and locals will be entertained by fancy parades, firework display, street performances and can participate in beach volleyball or football or various water sport competitions as well as a mini-marathon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had the chance to see the spectacular parades that was held on the first of the Phuket Carnival starting from Loma Park. The famous Soi Bangla has become a well lit-up walking street with arrays of food and souvenir stalls, art exhibits, stage shows and other cultural performances and activities organised by participated Patong hotels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Held on ten different zones around Soi Bangla and Patong Beach, a program of daily activities, complimentary vouchers, entrance tickets and souvenirs will be provided to all participants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We saw most mat salleh make the most of their stay by soaking in the sunlight during the day and roaming around the festive Patong streets at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-o4ZbZgI/AAAAAAAAA3U/51MOqEf1D2g/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383860076766722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-o4ZbZgI/AAAAAAAAA3U/51MOqEf1D2g/s400/Phuket+Trip028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-o7q2pmI/AAAAAAAAA3M/kqSNPohAolI/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383860955162210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-o7q2pmI/AAAAAAAAA3M/kqSNPohAolI/s400/Phuket+Trip027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-SJNjstI/AAAAAAAAA3E/giGewn1i4OA/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383469453390546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-SJNjstI/AAAAAAAAA3E/giGewn1i4OA/s400/Phuket+Trip026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-SCXrIFI/AAAAAAAAA28/WWbZulw6ysY/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383467616772178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-SCXrIFI/AAAAAAAAA28/WWbZulw6ysY/s400/Phuket+Trip025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs92SuNH_I/AAAAAAAAA20/A9X7bYvhv6o/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281382990969905138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs92SuNH_I/AAAAAAAAA20/A9X7bYvhv6o/s400/Phuket+Trip024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs92Wm4ycI/AAAAAAAAA2s/d2WOIj4ie50/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281382992012954050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs92Wm4ycI/AAAAAAAAA2s/d2WOIj4ie50/s400/Phuket+Trip023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs9Z31CvZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/WZETj-mlwxI/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281382502714490258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs9Z31CvZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/WZETj-mlwxI/s400/Phuket+Trip021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was super totemo interesting!! Although tired, me and the girls keep on moving to see this incredible festive ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281382507456895874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs9aJfuG4I/AAAAAAAAA2k/qC6P9DRr42c/s400/Phuket+Trip022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383863869289010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-pGhosjI/AAAAAAAAA3c/C7Q8144aVt0/s400/Phuket+Trip029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mee rot thaek-see thee nail?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7116971001161420595-4334302348029027429?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/4334302348029027429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=4334302348029027429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4334302348029027429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/4334302348029027429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/12/mee-kaa-fae-rawn-mai.html' title='Mee rot thaek-see thee nail? (Where can I get a taxi?)'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUs-o4ZbZgI/AAAAAAAAA3U/51MOqEf1D2g/s72-c/Phuket+Trip028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3203419984399534205</id><published>2008-12-18T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:09:41.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawadikap!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUplV9hcYzI/AAAAAAAAA2M/tnO-rJGjA2s/s1600-h/Untitled-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281144941011821362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUplV9hcYzI/AAAAAAAAA2M/tnO-rJGjA2s/s400/Untitled-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hat Patong (Patong Beach)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week, we had a chance to visit Phuket, one of the most amazing place in the world map. Together with the kids, we came to this island and stayed there for 4 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Phuket is known as the ‘Pearl of Andaman’ due to its 49 km long and 21 km wide pearl like shape, as well as its physical beauty. Phuket is Thailand’s largest island, and smaller province. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281141740492913234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpibqqRelI/AAAAAAAAA1E/ILnW6M7T63M/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The view from the Three Beaches Viewpoints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281141739111720578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpiblg-JoI/AAAAAAAAA08/BbH6P3bs5jU/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunset at Patong Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Phuket’s peak season is predictably, in the middle of the dry season, which coincides with Christmast and New Year. The island is always at maximum capacity at this time and we were so lucky to be there in the middle of thousands mat sallehs. He he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hat Patong (Patong Beach) is the most popular beach resort, the place to head to if you are looking for action. Most of the island accommodation, as well as restaurants, bars and shops are located here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281142072451868258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpiu_TdJmI/AAAAAAAAA10/4wMVv_ERwXU/s400/Untitled-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transport around the island is mainly by tuk-tuks, which can easily found in numbers around the beaches, town areas and main points of interests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281141743534660498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpib1_e25I/AAAAAAAAA1U/ol0eznlPaBE/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soi Bangla (Bangla Road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281142076476598402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpivOTBqII/AAAAAAAAA18/c4fushDg3Xo/s400/Untitled-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281142064979633682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpiujd75hI/AAAAAAAAA1k/jTnoKiUJYsA/s400/Untitled-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281142070578862434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpiu4U5WWI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Jkt1_vqaMbo/s400/Untitled-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many visitors to Hat patong make at least one night time visit to the notorious Soi Bangla. Bangle in Siamese is Villange (bukan jalan yang penuh orang Bangla yer!). The action-packed street is a frenzy of bars, pubs, clubs and restaurants and street stalls. The street is open to traffic throughout the day but becomes pedestrian-only at night, making it a lot easier, - and safer – to stumble own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281142065613894434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpiul1J8yI/AAAAAAAAA1c/opOTGzRCAfw/s400/Untitled-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Patong Boxing Stadium, at the far end of Soi Bangla, holds Muay Thai kickboxing fights between Thais and foreigners at 8 pm every Monday, Thursday and Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281141745616514882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUpib9v1b0I/AAAAAAAAA1M/bLQRLv50Otc/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;James Bond Island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the must-visited excursions is James Bond Island, familiar to many due to its dramatic destruction in the closing scenes of the 1974 Bond Movie, The Man with the Golden Gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food? Very interesting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281144942010623618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUplWBPk5oI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Fkcc-rMnJ2U/s400/Untitled-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lobster!! Yummy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281144938413898034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUplVz2DOTI/AAAAAAAAA2E/6Rq0t7TGOs4/s400/Untitled-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girls were so happy and we already plan another visit in April 2009!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-3203419984399534205?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3203419984399534205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3203419984399534205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3203419984399534205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3203419984399534205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/12/sawadikap.html' title='Sawadikap!!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SUplV9hcYzI/AAAAAAAAA2M/tnO-rJGjA2s/s72-c/Untitled-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3229205164656577252</id><published>2008-12-11T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:29:54.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irashaimase!</title><content type='html'>In this post I would like to share with you guys one of my 'used to be' favourite food. Before I went to Japan, I always went to the Sushi King almost every fortnight just to have sushi. And when I had the opportunity staying in Japan, I didnt miss the chance to taste the sushi made by original Japanese people. he he.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tried sushi almost every restaurant I visited and finally my instructor recommend a very best restaurant in Tokyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe because I ate too much or I am getting bored of this dish, after visiting that restaurant, I stopped taking sushi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Until now, I dont have any feeling of entering any restaurant selling sushi. Well, errr.. maybe for now.. I dont know.. But lets share some information about sushi. I gathered these informations through reading some websites in the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SUSHI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sushi is the most famous Japanese dish outside of Japan, and one of the most popular dishes among the Japanese themselves. All sushi has a base of specially prepared rice, and complemented with other ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some popular ones are: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nigiri &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212225854048114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ST_6DeMnh3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/2kZk1LASpWI/s400/nigiri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Small rice balls with fish, shellfish, etc. on top. There are countless varieties of nigirizushi, some of the most common ones being tuna, shrimp, eel, squid, octopus and fried egg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gunkan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212225391313874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ST_6DceSw9I/AAAAAAAAA0M/MZIyRwmJhkw/s400/gunkan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Small cups made of sushi rice and dried seaweed filled with seafood, etc. There are countless varieties of gunkanzushi, some of the most common ones being sea urchin and various kinds of fish eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Norimaki &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212229881151650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ST_6DtMwQKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/CciA1V-7SGE/s400/norimaki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sushi rice and seafood, etc. rolled in dried seaweed sheets. There are countless varieties of sushi rolls differing in ingredients and thickness. Sushi rolls prepared "inside out" are very popular outside of Japan, but rarely found in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Temaki &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212230447899154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ST_6DvT4IhI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Zc1Jtc-5F5o/s400/temaki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Temakizushi (literally: hand rolls) are cones made of nori-seaweed and filled with sushi rice, seafood and vegetables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oshizushi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278213623473232978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ST_7U0u_3FI/AAAAAAAAA00/JyrQWmqShPc/s400/oshiuzuki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oshizushi is pressed sushi, in which the fish is pressed onto the sushi rice in a wooden box. The picture shows trout oshizushi in form of a popular ekiben (train station lunch box). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inari &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278212230245676082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ST_6DujqdDI/AAAAAAAAA0k/_5_3kRCJ-Dc/s400/inari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Inarizushi is a simple and inexpensive type of sushi, in which sushi rice is filled into aburaage (deep fried tofu) bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chirashi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278213625668197922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ST_7U86UXiI/AAAAAAAAA0s/lMElWC4XvSM/s400/chirasi.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chirashizushi is a dish in which seafood, mushroom and vegetables are spread over sushi rice. It can resemble &lt;a href="http://www.japan-guide.com/e/e2342.html" target="_top"&gt;domburi&lt;/a&gt; with the difference being that chirashizushi uses sushi rice while domburi uses regular, unseasoned rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Sushi_rice" name="Sushi_rice"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sushi rice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi is made with white, short-grained, Japanese rice mixed with a dressing made of rice vinegar, sugar, salt, and occasionally kombu &amp;amp; sake. It is usually cooled to room temperature before being used for a filling in a sushi. Sushi rice (sushi-meshi) is prepared with short-grain Japanese rice, which has a consistency that differs from long-grain strains such as those from Asian countries like Malaysia. The essential quality is its stickiness. Rice that is too sticky has a mushy texture; if not sticky enough, it feels dry. Freshly harvested rice (shinmai) typically has too much water, and requires extra time to drain the rice cooker after washing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Nori"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nori &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seaweed wrappers used in maki and temaki are called nori. Nori is an alga, traditionally cultivated into the harbors of Japan. Originally, algae was scraped from dock pilings, rolled out into thin, edible sheets, and dried in the sun, in a process similar to making rice paper.&lt;br /&gt;Nori by itself is an edible snack and is available with salt or flavored with teriyaki sauce. The flavored variety, however, tends to be of lesser quality and is not suitable for sushi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Omelette" name="Omelette"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omelette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When making fukusazushi, a paper-thin omelet may replace a sheet of nori as the wrapping. The omelet is traditionally made on a rectangular omelet pan (makiyakinabe), and used to form the pouch for the rice and fillings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Toppings_and_fillings" name="Toppings_and_fillings"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toppings and fillings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For culinary, sanitary, and aesthetic reasons, fish eaten raw must be fresher and of higher quality than fish which is cooked.&lt;br /&gt;Professional sushi chefs are trained to recognize good fish. Important attributes include smells, colour, firmness, and being free of obvious parasites that normal commercial inspection do not detect (many go undetected).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seafood &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other seafoods such as squid (ika), octopus (tako), shrimp (ebi and amaebi), clam (mirugai, aoyagi and akagi), fish roe (ikura, masago, kazunoko and tobiko), sea urchin (uni), crab (kani), and various kinds of shellfish (abalone, prawn, scallop) are the most popular seafoods in sushi. Oysters, however, are not typically put in sushi because the taste is not thought to go well with the rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pickled daikon radish (takuan) in shinko maki, pickled vegetables (tsukemono), fermented soybeans (nattō) in nattō maki, avocado, cucumber in kappa maki, asparagus, yam, pickled ume (umeboshi), gourd (kanpyō), burdock (gobo), and sweet corn may be mixed with mayonnaise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red meat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef, ham, spam, sausage, and horse meat are often lightly cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other fillings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu and eggs (in the form of slightly sweet, layered omelet called tamagoyaki and raw quail eggs ride as a gunkan-maki topping) are common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Condiments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Condiments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shōyu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common name for soy sauce. In sushi restaurants, it may also be referred to as murasaki (lit. "purple").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wasabi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piquant paste made from the grated root of the wasabi plant. Real wasabi (hon-wasabi) is Wasabi japonica. Hon-wasabi has anti-microbial properties and may reduce the risk of food poisoning. The traditional grating tool for wasabi is a sharkskin grater or samegawa oroshi.&lt;br /&gt;An imitation wasabi (seiyo-wasabi), made from horseradish and mustard powder and dyed green is common. It is found at lower-end kaiten zushi restaurants, in bento box sushi and at most restaurants outside of Japan. If it is manufactured in Japan, it may be labelled "Japanese Horseradish".&lt;br /&gt;In sushi restaurants, wasabi may be referred to as namida ("tears").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sweet, pickled ginger. Eaten to both cleanse the palate as well as to aid in the digestive process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ocha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Japan, green tea (ocha) is invariably served together with sushi. Better sushi restaurants often use a distinctive premium tea known as mecha. In sushi vocabulary, green tea is known as agari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Nutritional_information" name="Nutritional_information"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nutritional information&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main ingredients of sushi, raw fish and rice are naturally low in fat (with the exception of some rolls, especially Western style rolls), high in protein, carbohydrates, vitamins, and minerals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Specifically:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fats&lt;/strong&gt;: Most seafood are naturally low in fat; and what fat is found in them is generally rich in unsaturated fat Omega-3. Since sushi is often served raw, no fat is introduced in its preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proteins:&lt;/strong&gt; Fish, tofu, seafood, egg, and many other sushi fillings contain high levels of protein.&lt;br /&gt;Vitamins and Minerals: These are found in many of the vegetables used for sushi. For example, the gari and nori used to make sushi are both rich in nutrients. Other vegetables wrapped within the sushi also offer various degrees of nutritional value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carbohydrates:&lt;/strong&gt; These are found in the rice and the vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Health_risks" name="Health_risks"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health risks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fish such as tuna, especially bluefin, can carry high levels of mercury and can be hazardous when consumed in large quantities&lt;br /&gt;Consuming raw or undercooked seafood presents the risk of anisakiasis. Uncooked seafood also often carries the bacterium Vibrio parahaemolyticus, which can cause &lt;a title="Diarrhea" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diarrhea"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/a&gt;. Also, sushi carries the risk of transmitting parasitic infection and other pathogens. In addition, some forms of sushi, notably puffer &lt;a title="Fugu" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fugu"&gt;fugu&lt;/a&gt;, can cause severe poisoning if not prepared properly. Sushi is usually eaten with salty condiments such as &lt;a title="Soy sauce" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soy_sauce"&gt;soy sauce&lt;/a&gt;, which are added by the diner in whatever quantity is desired. Those with hypertension or renal disorders must take care not to eat too much salt inadvertently by overusing such condiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Presentation" name="Presentation"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presentation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Japan, and increasingly abroad, conveyor belt sushi/sushi train (kaiten zushi) restaurants are a popular, cost effective way of eating sushi. At these restaurants, the sushi is served on color-coded plates, with each color denoting the cost of the sushi serving. The plates are placed on a conveyor belt or boats floating in a moat. As the belt or boat passes, the customers choose their desired plates. After finishing, the bill is tallied by counting how many plates of each color have been taken. Some kaiten sushi restaurants in Japan operate on a fixed price system, with each plate, consisting usually of two pieces of sushi, generally costing between ¥100 and ¥200.&lt;br /&gt;More traditionally, sushi is served on minimalist Japanese-style, geometric, wood or lacquer plates which are mono- or duo-tone in color, in keeping with the aesthetic qualities of this cuisine. Many small sushi restaurants actually use no plates — the sushi is eaten directly off of the wooden counter, usually with one's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Etiquette"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Etiquette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi can be eaten either by hand or using chopsticks, although traditionally nigiri is eaten with the fingers because the rice is packed loosely so as to fall apart in one's mouth, and would disintegrate on chopsticks. Condiments (soy sauce, wasabi, and pickled ginger) are used as desired, though one connoisseur counsels, "adding wasabi to soy sauce is a disaster. It reduces the spiciness dramatically and masks the taste of the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="Utensils_for_preparing_sushi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7116971001161420595-3229205164656577252?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3229205164656577252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3229205164656577252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3229205164656577252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3229205164656577252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/12/irashaimase.html' title='Irashaimase!'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/ST_6DeMnh3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/2kZk1LASpWI/s72-c/nigiri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-308921839469206390</id><published>2008-12-01T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:51:36.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Great Travolta and Cyrus in Bolt Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/STLlvIaTuWI/AAAAAAAAAz8/_3WvbMiAZYk/s1600-h/bolt-disney-first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274530711478712674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/STLlvIaTuWI/AAAAAAAAAz8/_3WvbMiAZYk/s400/bolt-disney-first.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don’t know about the girls but I went in to the theater with fewer expectations about the movie. It’s definitely just because the girls really want to go movie. And because John Travolta is my favorite actor and also Miley Cyrus I always seen her as Hannah Montana on TV, I tried my best not to sleep in the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is about a dog named Bolt (John Travolta) is the title character of a hit television series called Bolt, co-starring with his loving owner Penny (Miley Cyrus). In the show, Bolt has various superpowers such as super strength and speed, heat vision, invincibility and an ultra-sonic "super bark," and constantly thwarts the evil plans of Dr. Calico who kidnapped Penny’s father. However, the filming crew has intentionally kept Bolt ignorant about the fact that he is being filmed to create an effect of realism on the show. As such, Bolt not only doesn't know that his superpowers aren't real, but he is deprived of living like a normal dog, much to Penny's dismay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy many aspects of this film, I loved to see the scene in which Bolt, Mittens, and Rhino traveling through the United States from East to West, it was really interesting. I really admire the animation quality of this movie. I felt the animation and settings were outstanding. The plot of the movie was interesting and for me, it’s really a nice movie no matter what your age or your location you will find something special in the movie. It was extremely touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this movie is much better than Walle and worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are really laughing and they really enjoying themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-308921839469206390?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/308921839469206390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=308921839469206390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/308921839469206390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/308921839469206390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-great-travolta-and-cyrus-in-bolt.html' title='My Great Travolta and Cyrus in Bolt Movie'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/STLlvIaTuWI/AAAAAAAAAz8/_3WvbMiAZYk/s72-c/bolt-disney-first.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3424136439580508589</id><published>2008-12-01T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:07:48.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siapa lagi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku masih ingat lagi sewaktu aku berada dalam tingkatan 5. Waktu itu adalah kelas mata pelajaran Kimia. Tajuk yang kami belajar pada hari tersebut adalah susunan Okted. Guru Kimia aku pada masa itu ialah cikgu Farah. Sebut nama cikgu Farah, satu sekolah tahu betapa garangnya cikgu Farah. Suaranya yang sangat lantang dengan pitching yang sangat tinggi memang cukup membingitkan telinga aku. Jangan berani-berani nak tidur atau berangan masa kelas cikgu Farah. Memang mencari nahas. Tambahan pula kelas aku pada masa itu hanya ada 20 orang sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah kenapa pada hari itu aku merasa sangat bosan. Tajuk yang menarik itu aku rasakan sungguh tidak bermakna. Mungkin disebabkan pada masa itu, cikgu Farah sedang mengandung. Mungkin keadaannya yang kurang sihat menyebabkan dia hanya duduk  di meja guru. Tidak seperti kebiasaannya dia akan mengajar sambil meronda sekeliling kelas mencari sampah-sampah yang ada untuk dibuang. Kesempatan ini aku gunakan untuk mengulangkaji add maths. Aku masih  ingat lagi tajuknya ialah Janjang Geometri. (Sekadar makluman.. aku tak terlibat dengan PPSMI). Memang aku terlalu asyik membuat soalan dan secara tiba-tiba aku mendengar nama aku dijerit dengan kuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apa yang kamu buat tu?” Tanya cikgu Farah sambil membesarkan biji matanya ke arah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Err… tulis nota cikgu…” Jawab aku dengan nada yang sungguh tidak meyakinkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mintak sini nota yang kamu tulis saya nak tengok..” Sambung cikgu Farah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak… kantoi!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dada aku berdegup sangat kencang. Aku dapat rasakan masa itu jam berhenti berdetik. Suasana kelas aku tiba-tiba menjadi sunyi sepi. Aku rasa kalau ada jarum jatuh pun sure boleh dengar.  Semua mata tertumpu kepada aku. Dahlah aku ni Ketua Kelas. Sah sah aku kena marah ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ini nota semalam!!! Saya nak tengok nota harini yang kamu kata kamu tulis!!” Pekik cikgu Farah. Aku rasa biji mata dia semakin besar tapi aku tak berani nak pandang muka dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak… mangkuk betulla. Memang nota tu semalam punya sebab masa semalam dia mengajar takdekla bosan macam ni. Bolehla aku salin nota. Harini dia mengajar macam baca berita. Manalah aku nak kosentret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya menunduk ke bawah. Bersalah la tu.. Umm nak buat macamana.. memang aku salah. Tapi bukan salah aku sepenuhnya sebab dia memang mengajar tak best harini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kamu jangan ingat saya tak tau kamu tak dengar apa saya cakap. Lain kali saya taknak tengok lagi kamu tak beri tumpuan masa kelas saya.” Aku tak pasti samada itu satu nasihat atau ancaman. Tapi yang pasti, aku dah kena blacklist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Baik cikgu. Saya minta maaf.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewaktu berjalan balik ke tempat duduk, sempat mata aku mengerling ke arah beberapa mangkuk hayun classmate aku yang menyeringai macam kerang busuk. Cis bedebah!! Tak henti-henti aku menyumpah cikgu Farah dalam hati aku. Ko ingat aku tak pandai yer.. Tak guna punya kawan korang gelakkan aku ye.. Nantila… aku study giler-giler aku score baru padan muka korang yang menghina aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi itu dulu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu cerita lama… Kira-kira 18 tahun yang lalu. Terima kasih kepada Cikgu Farah yang begitu garang menyergah aku. Akibatnya, sampai kini, aku masih ingat lagi bagaimana cara melukis susunan 8 elektron di petala terluar atom bagi membentuk susunan okted tersebut. Kalau tidak kerana cikgu Farah tak mungkin susunan itu masih melekat dalam ingatan aku sehingga sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini cikgu Farah telah tiada. Aku mendapat berita cikgu Farah telah meninggal dunia pun hampir 7 tahun selepas ketiadaannya. Berita yang aku dengar selepas pantang arwah pergi berenang. Arwah meninggal dunia akibat lemas kerana kejang kaki semasa berenang. Al-Fatihah kepada cikgu Farah. Aku memang sayangkan cikgu Farah dan semua cikgu-cikgu aku. Walaupun cikgu-cikgu aku dulu macam-macam ragamnya, aku tetap sayangkan mereka. Jauh sekali untuk mendendami mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah cikgu Farah mengingatkan aku semasa aku belajar di Universiti dahulu, kami selalu berjalan kaki ke kolam renang berhampiran pusat sukan berhampiran kolej aku. Waktu untuk perempuan setiap Selasa dan Khamis malam. Aku belajar mengapungkan diri dan berenang sikit-sikit daripada kawan-kawan yang expert. Namun, aku pernah sekali mengalami kaki kejang sewaktu berenang. Mujur aku berenang berhampiran dengan dinding kolam. Walaupun aku panic, perlahan-lahan aku bergerak ke tepi dinding kolam dan terus terus naik ke permukaan. Sebab itulah sehingga sekarang aku agak fobia dengan kolam renang. Walaubagaimanapun, aku tak pernah serik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang anak-anak aku kalau pergi mana sekalipun, baik percutian di Cameron Highland ke, Genting Highland ke, Kota Bharu ke, Alor Star ke, Port Dickson ke, soalan pertama yang akan diajukan ialah..“hotel tu ada kolam renang ke tak?” Jadi, walau ke mana kami pergi, aku terpaksa pastikan bahawa kolam renang wujud di radius yang berdekatan dengan lokasi penginapan kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sangat risau bila mengingatkan keadaan ini. Sebab itu aku menghantar kedua-dua anak aku ke kelas renang, Hannah nampaknya sudah boleh mengapungkan diri dan berenang short distance. Kadang-kadang aku terlihat dia berenang secara kuak lentang. Zeqah pulak, baru nak belajar mengapungkan diri. Aku bukannya apa, teringat bagaimana aku pernah kejang dalam air dulu. Nauzubillah.. Sebab itulah syarat aku, kalau nak pergi swimming, mama dengan ayah dua-dua kena ada, barulah dua-dua anak boleh sama-sama swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuti sekolah ni aku ambil kesempatan menghantar anak-anak aku ke kelas renang. Aku sangat berharap mereka pandai berenang, Aku ingin bina keyakinan dan semangat dalam diri mereka. Aku tidak mahu mereka ada perasaan takut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sayangkan anak-anak aku. Dan aku sanggup buat apa sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa lagi kalau bukan aku?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-3424136439580508589?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3424136439580508589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3424136439580508589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3424136439580508589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3424136439580508589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/11/siapa-lagi.html' title='Siapa lagi?'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-1780205936884942659</id><published>2008-11-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T16:45:58.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke mana lagi ye?</title><content type='html'>"Akak beli ni untuk sedekah kepada rumah anak yatim ke?" Tanya salesman itu kepada aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh tak la.. Untuk guna anak sendiri" jawab aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tuuu diaa".. katanya bersahaja dalam loghat utara. "Bertuah sungguh budak-budak zaman sekarang ni ya. Masa saya sekolah dulu, hanya 2 pasang baju sekolah yang mak ayah saya sediakan. Kasut pun setahun sepasang sahaja. Anak-anak sekarang ni kurang-kurang kasut sahaja tiga pasang..." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Zaman dah berubah." Pintas suamiku. "Budak-budak sekarang lebih lasak. balik sekolah baju dah kotor. Kasut sekolah jangan cakaplah" sambungnya lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku hanya tersenyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesi dialog ini berlaku sewaktu membeli kain untuk menjahit baju kurung sekolah anak aku, Hannah. Aku setuju dengan salesman itu. Sepuluh pasang baju kurung kedengarannya mungkin terlalu banyak bagi seorang kanak-kanak Tahun 3 Sekolah Rendah. Tapi aku sebenarnya tak sampai hati melihat hannah balik dengan keadaan berlemuih dan mengulang tayang baju yang sama untuk sekolah kebangsaan dan sekolah agama. Justeru aku mencadangkan kepada suami agar baju sekolah Hannah dijahit sebanyak sepuluh pasang. 5 pasang untuk sekolah kebangsaan dan 5 pasang untuk sekolah agama. Begitu juga kain sekolah masing-masing 5 helai untuk sekolah agama dan sekolah kebangsaan. Itu belum masuk perkakasan lain seperti kasut sekolah, stoking, seluar dan baju sukan serta alatulis. Alhamdulillah sekarang ini pihak kerajaan telah memberikan buku teks secara percuma (pinjaman) kepada semua murid-murid kalau tidak jenuh juga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tak sabar rasanya aku nak membawa anak-anak aku membeli belah untuk sesi persekolahan yang akan tiba. Kalendar sudah ditandakan bulat yang besar pada tarikh 6 Disember untuk tujuan ini. Keseronokan sudah terbayang di fikiran mereka untuk mendapat semua peralatan baru.. beg baru, buku baru, pensil warna baru.. segala-galanya berwajah baru. Siapkan ajelah duitnya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273626524568616114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SS-vYhr9fLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/SfZO2HCEeEM/s400/ballet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi bagi aku.. itu semua adalah pengorbanan ibubapa kepada anak-anak. Setiap yang bergelar ibu dan bapa tidak akan terlepas dari pengalaman manis ini. Namun begitu, kita juga harus ingat bahawa anak-anak juga banyak berkorban untuk kita. Hujung minggu yang sepatutnya diisi dengan kegembiraan bagi mereka.. iyerlah.. sekolah pagi petang makanya weekend sahajalah masa untuk menonton rancangan kegemaran mereka.. tapi kita paksa mereka pergi kelas tusyen, kelas computer, kelas ballet, kelas karate.. kenduri kendara yang kitaa hadiri pun mereka kena hadir juga. Walaupun muka mereka kelat macam buah pinang, namun kena ikut juga atas sebab paksa rela.. kerana sayangnya mereka kepada kita… terpaksa mereka ikut uga. Pernah kami ditegur ibubapa.. kalau setakat balik kampong engkorang ni sahaja tak bawak budak-budak tak payahla balik. Kami ni nak tengok cucu bukannya nak menengok kamu.&lt;br /&gt;Tambahan pula sekarang ini musim cuti sekolah. Kebetulan aku pun cuti semester sehingga hujung tahun ini. Jadi bermula Disember ini macam-macam la jadual telah aku atur untuk anak-anak. Jadi takdek la mereka asyik duduk rumah sahaja. Kelas komputer, kelas mengaji dan kelas kelas bahasa cina telah ada dalam senarai aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273626338718999362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SS-vNtV9Y0I/AAAAAAAAAzs/0Lu-mooaPzU/s400/computer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mungkin juga aku atur jadual tu bukan untuk anak-anak aje.. Aku pun bosan juga.. Maklumlah dah biasa bekerja.. Bila cuti panjang macam ni kepala mulalah pening. Minggu lepas kami telah menonton Madagascar 2. Semalam Luv and Berry... ummm... mana lagi yer? Genting kot..&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/7116971001161420595-1780205936884942659?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/1780205936884942659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=1780205936884942659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1780205936884942659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/1780205936884942659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/11/ke-mana-lagi-ye.html' title='Ke mana lagi ye?'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SS-vYhr9fLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/SfZO2HCEeEM/s72-c/ballet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116971001161420595.post-3105335263831399166</id><published>2008-11-14T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:37:21.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kini Kembali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Terlalu ramai yang menanyakan persoalan bilakah agaknya aku akan kembali beraksi di bidang penulisan blog ini. Aku pun tidak pasti mengapa persoalan ini timbul. Cuma berdasarkan analisis aku ada beberapa perkara utama yang cuba diutarakan oleh mereka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mengapa aku senyap dan sunyi dengan tiada khabar berita? Apakah aku sudah kekeringan idea untuk menulis? Atau aku tiada lagi melalui pengalaman menarik yang boleh aku kongsi bersama mereka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Blog aku sekadar mengisi masa lapang atau waktu senggang di pejabat? Kadang-kadang sewaktu di pejabat, walaupun kita buat-buat sibuk agak sibuk dengan tugasan dan deadline yang tidak mengenal erti jemu, tangan tu secara spontan akan cuba melihat isu terkini yang dihidangkan oleh rakan bloggers kita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sebenarnya arena blog ini bukanlah sesuatu yang baru bagi aku. Aku mula diperkenalkan kepada blog hampir 3 tahun lalu ketika aku sedang mengikuti kursus di luar negara. Dengan keadaan masa yang terhad dan kemalasan aku untuk menghantar berita kepada rakan dan taulan, aku mula menulis. Segala aktiviti harian aku dan menu makanan harian yang tak berapa nak menyelerakan sering menjadi tajuk yang aku akan utarakan di blog aku.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sekembali aku ke Malaysia, aku masih meneruskan aktiviti ini dan menulis mengenai apa sahaja yang berkaitan dengan minat aku dan apa jua perkara yang aku rasakan sesuai untuk aku kongsi bersama rakan dan taulan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Persoalan mula timbul apabila aku mula merasa muak dengan apa yang aku tulis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tapi yang pasti.. walaupun aku tak berapa pandai nak mengayat (macam sesetengah bloggers yang blognya penuh dengan sajak dan syair serta penggunaan gaya bahasa yang tinggi) aku akan cuba untuk mengajaak kalian untuk melihat apa yang aku lihat dan berkongsi pengalaman dengan aku di ruangan digital ini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mengapa harus aku menulis di blog? Aku masih cuba mencari jawapan bagi persoalan ini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116971001161420595-3105335263831399166?l=mywfshima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/feeds/3105335263831399166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116971001161420595&amp;postID=3105335263831399166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3105335263831399166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116971001161420595/posts/default/3105335263831399166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywfshima.blogspot.com/2008/11/kini-kembali.html' title='Kini Kembali'/><author><name>Shima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839559224461702723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oL6B9GC_FVc/SkXt0hN4S2I/AAAAAAAABUI/sMgzmHWcEb0/S220/shima.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
