<?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-1706641577925510379</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:41:44.265+08:00</updated><category term='economics'/><category term='lirik'/><category term='sheila on 7'/><category term='bad luck'/><category term='anchient history'/><category term='untuk perempuan'/><category term='tomyam'/><category term='married'/><category term='goodluck'/><category term='single'/><category term='hurm'/><category term='cinta'/><category term='unspoken'/><category term='pasar malam'/><category term='semester break'/><category term='love'/><category term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Life is a Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-659230107587289246</id><published>2010-02-19T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T02:16:12.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love season??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wah.. kebelakangan ni byk btol berita yg aku terima dari kwn2 lama aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramai yg dah kawen &amp;amp; bertunang.. mmg x sangka btol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bknnya apa, dulu time kat sekolah, aku x pernah sangka yg dorg ni akn kawen awal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmg la aku skang ni dah 23 taun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, aku rasa cam terlalu awal la utk kawen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adakah sbb  aku kt uia ni terlalu lama sbb tu aku rasa cm terlalu awal utk pk pasal kawen??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang dah kawen tu cita mmber2 lama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg mmber2 baru plak, suma dah bertukar status from single to dating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jgk yg ketinggalan.. huhu..&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/1706641577925510379-659230107587289246?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/659230107587289246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=659230107587289246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/659230107587289246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/659230107587289246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-season.html' title='Love season??'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-7272514321734253943</id><published>2009-08-04T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:45:01.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurm'/><title type='text'>the money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;hurm, aku x tahu la kalo ni adalah gudluck or part of a temptation test for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;sbb apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Td time balik klas, aku lalu kt cafe edu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;tiba2 aku nmpak kat atas lantai ada 2 keping not rm10..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;haish.. dlm ati aku dh terpikir nk amek ke x..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;kang kalo aku amek kena carik tuannyer plak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ast2, dh org suma lalu wat x taw je, aku pun malas r.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;aku pun teruskan perjalanan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;nak dijadikan cerita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;tetiba ada not rm10 terbang elok je dpn aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;haha.. ini sudah pelik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;betapa baiknyer student2 uia ni&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;duit depan mata pun x amek kn? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;tp sbnarnya aku taw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;kbanyakkannya nk lari dr tanggungjawab utk kembalikan duet tu kpd tuannyer.. huhu.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;aku ckp cmni pun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;sbb aku sniri pun pikir cmtu..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; persoalan dalam ati aku skrang, whether today is my lucky day or a temptation test.. haha.. pape pun, aku x amek pun duet tu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;moral of my story : jgn amek duet atas lantai.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: sapa2 ada ilang duit rm30, g la carik kt edu cafe.. kalo ada lg r.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&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/1706641577925510379-7272514321734253943?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/7272514321734253943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=7272514321734253943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/7272514321734253943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/7272514321734253943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/08/money.html' title='the money'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-4299120386583252482</id><published>2009-05-20T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:07:09.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty in today's world??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honesty, hurm.. What honesty is all about...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honesty is the value of speaking truth and creating trust in minds of others. Honesty can simply be defined as refusal to lie, cheat, and steal in any way. Honesty is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, I feel life is unfair. When we are being honest, we got nothing. But hose who cheat, they get everything. Then, what’s the purpose of being honest when we fail to achieve what we want simply because we’re being honest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup ni mmg tak adil! Kenapa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pegi report kunci aku hilang kat ofis mahallah. Of course la kena saman. Aku punya la report awal2 dengan harapan diorang dapat kurangkan saman tu. Rm50 kot.. banyak plak duit aku nak membayar.. dah la shortsem. Tambah ngan saman buku ilang lagi.. bila start sem 3, aku pun pergi r tanya kt ofis pasal saman aku. Aku ingat dapat la kurang.. haram jadah.. sikit pun principal xnak kurangkn. Bengang giler2 aku. Kalau aku taw camni jadinya, awal2 lagi aku tak pergi terhegeh2 kt ofis mahallah tu untuk appeal. Geramnyer, saket hati btoi!. Yang tambah sakit ati lagi sbb member aku ada gak yang ilang kunci, tapi dia bagi alasan kat ofis yang dia dah pulangkan kunci. Last-last dia terlepas.. tak payah bayar satu sen pun?! Apa hal?? Sedangkan aku yang penuh jujur dan innocent pergi ofis  untuk disaman, sikit pun dorang xnak kurang saman. Tapi, yang tipu tu, senang-senang je terlepas.. WTH????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang aku terpikir.. patut ke aku ubah sikap aku?? Perlu ke aku jujur bila orang sket pun tak hargai kejujuran aku??? Maybe aku patut berubah... No more honesty... Honest is not more than an ancient word. It’s no more useful in today’s world... if we were to survive; I think we should left behind honesty. Only then we (me probably) could survive in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, I don’t know why,right now my life seemed to be difficult. Everything that I done, turned out to be the other way around. Even when I tried as hard as I could. The result is not what I expected. Why?? It’s too much for me... Yup, I know it’s a test from Allah... don’t need to tell me that. But I don’t know if I can handle it anymore… day to day, it’s getting worst. I really need a bit of good luck... I need to get out from this situation. Someone please take my hand and pull me out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Maybe if my family was rich enough, all this trouble would not be a problem. True, money cannot buy happiness but at least money can help me settled all these compound.. huhu&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/1706641577925510379-4299120386583252482?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/4299120386583252482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=4299120386583252482&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/4299120386583252482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/4299120386583252482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/05/honesty-in-todays-world.html' title='Honesty in today&apos;s world??'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-4498316787101345860</id><published>2009-05-08T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:37:51.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheila on 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lirik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untuk perempuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinta'/><title type='text'>Untuk perempuan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SgMR21a4VoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OrKof5n6tvo/s1600-h/1204730991_efbe350954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SgMR21a4VoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OrKof5n6tvo/s320/1204730991_efbe350954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333126017487230594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Apa itu cinta??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Quote kt bawah ni by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;princess mia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andai diberi pilihan antara cnta dan permata. Tentu ramai yg akn memilh permatakerana sangkakn ia lebih berharga.namun percayalah,cnta itu lebih bernilai kerna ia dtg satu dlm berjuta-juta.Apabila ia telah dtg dan kamu mensia siaknnya,untuk ia dtg kmbali hanya tinggal knangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hurm, quote ni ada btoi gak. tapi ntah la.. aku terjumpa lagu ni.. "untuk perempuan" by  sheila on 7.. lagu ni mmg dah lama.. tapi cmna ntah aku baru jumpa.. (outdated btol.. hehe) actually this song quite nice.. mungkin dpt explain sket apa itu cinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, aku tujukan lagu ni untuk semua wanita/gadis yg  tercari-cari apa itu cinta.&lt;br /&gt;(for my ownself actually =P )&lt;br /&gt;well, here's the lyric.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEZLJhYPx-Q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Untuk Perempuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Artist: Sheila On 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan mengejarnya jangan mencarinya&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang kan menemukanmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau mekar di hatinya&lt;br /&gt;Di hari yang tepat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan mengejarku dan jangan mencariku&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang kan menemukanmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau mekar di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Di hari yang tepat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidaklah mawar hampiri kumbang&lt;br /&gt;Bukanlah cinta bila kau kejar&lt;br /&gt;Tenanglah tenang dia kan datang&lt;br /&gt;Dan memungutmu ke hatinya yang terdalam&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan dia takkan bertahan tanpamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibukan harimu jangan fikirkanku&lt;br /&gt;Takdir yang kan menuntunku&lt;br /&gt;Pulang kepada mu&lt;br /&gt;Di hari yang tepat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidaklah mawar hampiri kumbang&lt;br /&gt;Bukanlah cinta bila kau kejar&lt;br /&gt;Tenanglah tenang aku kan datang&lt;br /&gt;Dan memungutmu ke hatiku yang terdalam&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan ku takkan bertahan tanpamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang kan datang..&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang kan datang..&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang kan datang..&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang kan datang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEZLJhYPx-Q"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-4498316787101345860?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/4498316787101345860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=4498316787101345860&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/4498316787101345860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/4498316787101345860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/05/untuk-perempuan.html' title='Untuk perempuan'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SgMR21a4VoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OrKof5n6tvo/s72-c/1204730991_efbe350954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-1179877112325754299</id><published>2009-05-04T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:02:47.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='semester break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodluck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad luck'/><title type='text'>Month of bad luck</title><content type='html'>Bulan 4 birthday aku. Tp ntah la.. bulan ni la aku paling banyak kene bad luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First incident:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pinjam buku library, nk study la konon utk final exam. Dgn susah payahnyer aku g library sorang2. Aku pinjam 3 buah buku. Utk subjek abbasid caliphate. Sblm balik, aku singgah hs café jap. Beli makan malam. Pastu tunggu bas nk balik mahallah. Tapi, elok2 smpai jek kt mahallah, aku tgk buku aku tgl 2 je. Lagi 1 dah ilang. Aku dah gelabah giler. Aku pun kol la dayah. Naseb baek la dia sudi anta aku g carik buku aku tuh. Aku rasa aku tertinggal kat bustop. Tp yg peliknyer, tak sampai setengah jam pun tinggal, buku tu dah xde.. pelik betol. Takkan la ada org nk amek buku tuh. Aku dah carik kt suma tempat yg aku pernah pegi. Tapi xde langsung buku tu. Pelik bin ajaib btol. Skang aku tgh tunggu masa utk disaman je la sbb bg ilang buku library.. waduh2~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second incident:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester break dah nk start. aku kemas barang2 agak lambat. Dah abes paper yg last, baru aku kemas. Tapi yang tensennyer, stor level 2 dah penuh gler. Ruang utk jalan pun xde. Bengang gler. Terpaksa la aku angkut barang2 aku dari level 1 ke level 3. Bayangkan la. Penat yang amat. Barang2 aku tu bukannyer sket. Banyak gler. Tengah aku penat berkemas, adik aku kol, dia soh aku balik arini gak sbb dia dok sorang. Family aku suma pegi PD. Aduih.. ni yang wat aku geram nih. Aritu aku tnya dia, dia kata dia nk ikut pegi PD, sbb tu aku kemas barang2 last minute. Alih2, soh aku balik arini gak. Mana bleh. Barang2 aku banyak kot x kemas lagi. Pastu, mak aku plak kol. Dah marah2 aku x balik arini. pastu dia kata aku biar uda dok sorang. Bkn salah aku pun. Kn? Dah uda yg x cakap kat aku awal2. Pastu, terjadi la sedikit perselisihan antara aku dgn mak aku. Xde la kasar mana pun. Huu.. biasa la. Dh penat. Kene marah plak lagi.. camtu la jadiknyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third incident:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam 18/4. Malam yg penuh dgn detik berdarah wat aku.. huhu.. ntah camna la aku bley terbagi jatuh kunci bilik dalam jamban. Dah la jamban cangkung . Kalo jamban duduk, aku sanggup seluk tangan aku dalam tu.. huhu.. serius aku cakap. Dari kene saman rm50.. bek aku seluk je tangan aku.. malam tu la plak kbetulan aku tido bilik member aku (chah). aku dh cuak giler. Camna la aku nk masuk bilik esk. Dgn pakai short je. Camna nak g opis lg. naseb bek member aku bagi pinjam sluar dia ngan selendang. Malam tu mmg aku risau gler. Tido pun asyik terjaga je. Risaw pasal kunci, risau pasal buku ilang, risau pasal nak kuar duet utk bayar saman. Byk tu.. adoii~ mungkin ni la balasan sbb aku bergaduh ngan mak aku petang tadi kot.. huu.. mintak ampun mak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forth incident:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam birthday aku. 29/4. Ntah la. Dah la birthday aku. Tapi malam ni la macam2 aku kena. Tersepit jari kat laci la, luka kena pisau la. Macam2 la.. yang pasti, physically aku cedera.. huhu.. ntah la.. malam tu, sblm tido, aku doa smoga time birthday aku esk, aku dapat sdikit gudluck.. tu jer permintaan aku utk birthday aku.. huhu.. esoknyer, mungkin termakbul kot. Walaupun xde pape gudluck, tapi atleast aku x de kene badluck. Oh ye, lagi satu, aku dapat novel twilight sebagai adiah hari jadi aku.. hehe.. sronok tak terkata.. dah abeh baca dah pun.. huhu.. &lt;br /&gt;Hurm, tu je la kot.. rasanya ada lagi. Tapi mungkin aku x ingat.. x per la.. penat dah tulis ni. Esk dah start sem3. First class esk pukul 2ptg. Klas arab.. hehe.. hope xde la badluck.. Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-1179877112325754299?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/1179877112325754299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=1179877112325754299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/1179877112325754299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/1179877112325754299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/05/month-of-bad-luck.html' title='Month of bad luck'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-1071362867546536436</id><published>2009-03-03T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:47:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a day.....</title><content type='html'>Tadi, aku skip klas Islamic ethics. Saja mls nk g..lgpun presentation je pun. mdm lak jenis x kisah attendance..Pe lagi..  mmg sedap r..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elok jer abes klas Public policy making, aku ajak art tunggu bas.. kebetulan chah pun x makan kt café..  elok sampai kat bustop, art tetiba ajak p tgk wayang. Aku ingt dia main2 jer.. aku ckp r aku xde duet.. kalo dia nk blanja, aku ikut jer.. skali dia cakap dia nk blanja.. lagipun, hari ni besday dia. Aku ikot jer la.. aku ajak dia balik bilik dlu.. aku dah la bwk buku berat pastu ngan sweater aku yang tebal tu lagi.. mmg agak seksa r td.. huhu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami g tengok citer rasukan ablasa. Yang lawaknyer, aku mati2 ingt citer tu tajuk&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pasukan ablasa&lt;/span&gt;.. haha.. dah stat citer baru aku prasan.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rasukan ablasa&lt;/span&gt; rupenyer.. haha.. bengong tol aku neh.. Citer cam hampeh.. mmg dah expect dah citer tu x best.. tapi memandangkan citer tu jer yg paling awl. Tgk jer la.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alang2 aku kuar ni.. dpt la releasekn tensen aku spanjang 3 minggu kebelakangan ni. Sambil tu, aku dok piker gak apa yg aziz ckp kat aku malam td.. hurm, ada betulnyer apa yg dia ckp tu.. tp ntah la.. aku dah x nak berharap apa-apa lagi dah kot.. biar masa menentukan segalanya.. haha.. poyo lak tetiba… Eh., dah-dah.. kang makin melalut lak aku.. byk keje lg nk wat nih.. bdk group aku wat hal lagik!! Tensen!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-1071362867546536436?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/1071362867546536436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=1071362867546536436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/1071362867546536436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/1071362867546536436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/03/once-upon-day.html' title='Once upon a day.....'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-5911593036148045464</id><published>2009-02-28T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:52:19.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minggu yg stress!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;penat sangat2 3 minggu kblakangan ni.. aku kena jd group leader utk assignment science of hadith.. kalo groupmate aku suma jenis ok x per.. ni ada yg wat hal.. bdk ben. aku dh agak dh.. msti akn wat masalah punya.. (sori.bkn niat aku nk buruk2 kan bdk ben.. tp bnyak yg aku kenal, suma wat perangai) group discussion.. aku punya la g tepat pada masanya.. memandangkan aku group leader.. kena la responsible kan.. aleh2, aku sorang2 jer yang tercangak kt hs cafe tu.. bila aku mesej, baru la suma mesej ckp diorang ada hal.. dtg lmbat sket.. ape salahnya kalo korang gtaw aku awal2.. xder la aku kelam kabut g tunggu korng cm tunggul kayu kt hs tu.. makan pun x sempat.. kalo skali dorang wat cmtu, aku bley maafkan lagi la.. ni 2 kali kot.. aku ni baek sgt ker?.. kalo ikut ati, nak jer aku masukkan dlm report yg nk kena anta kt madam psl dorang.. pastu, yg bdk sorng ni, dah la aku tlg carik bahan utk dier.. siap demand lak lagi.. x nak buku bahasa melayu.. susah nk translate.. ko bdk ben kot.. x kan lah x reti nk translate kot.. hish.. geram gler aku!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-5911593036148045464?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/5911593036148045464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=5911593036148045464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/5911593036148045464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/5911593036148045464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/02/minggu-yg-stress.html' title='Minggu yg stress!!'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-2552900458008083596</id><published>2009-02-22T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:15:21.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Management: PUT THE GLASS DOWN!</title><content type='html'>A professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. He held it up for all to see and asked the students, 'How much do you think this glass weighs?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'50 gms!'.... '100 gms!'...... '125 gms' ...... the students answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I really don't know unless I weigh it,' said the professor, 'but, my question is: What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing' the students said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ok! What would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the professor asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Your arm would begin to ache', said one of the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress and paralysis and have to go to hospital for sure!' ventured another student; and all the students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Very good. But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?' asked the professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then what caused the arm ache and the muscle stress?' The students were puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Put the glass down!' said one of the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Exactly!' said the professor. 'Life's problems are something like this. Hold it for a few minutes in your head and they seem okay. Think of them for a long time and they begin to ache. Hold it even longer and they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do anything'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's important to think of the challenges (problems) in your life, but EVEN MORE IMPORTANT is to have trust in Allah (SWT) and to 'put them down' at the end of every day before you go to sleep. That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh and strong and can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as it becomes time for you to leave office today, Remember friend to 'PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY' and have tranquility by putting trust in Almighty Allah (SWT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;P/s: Aku jumpa citer ni time tgh  wat asignment Islamic ethics. Tawakkul.. Citer ni elok sgt la untuk kita yg slalu sgt pening dgn problem dan kerja yg banyak spanjang blajar ni.. so, hopefully berguna untuk kita semua ye.. Best of Luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-2552900458008083596?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/2552900458008083596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=2552900458008083596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/2552900458008083596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/2552900458008083596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/02/stress-management-put-glass-down.html' title='Stress Management: PUT THE GLASS DOWN!'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-7211407582628455096</id><published>2009-02-21T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:31:24.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaman persekolahan</title><content type='html'>5 TABIAT BURUK DI ZAMAN PERSEKOLAHAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sama cam alin.. suka lepak kt medan selera sblah skolah syed omar sbb nk tgk sum1.. (bodoh gler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. malas wat keje skolah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. pernah ponteng skolah (skali jer) dan klas tmbahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. malas join club or aktiviti skolah (skrang pun sama :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. baju sekolah serabai.. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBJEK KEGEMARAN ANDA... KENAPA??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math &amp;amp; Add math : sbb x yah baca buku.. just mengira..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.islam : ustazah baik and aku ketua subjek.. sbb tu aku bdk baek.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.I : sbb aku slalu dpt A.. subjek ni je yg dpt A pun.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 SUBJEK YANG ANDA TIDAK SUKA... KENAPA??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slain 4 subjek diatas, semua subjek aku x suka. top 3 ialah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 : Perdagangan - aku tersilap jawab tyme SPM dlu!! patut pilih, tp aku jwb suma, las2 yg wajib x jwb.Naseb baek x fail. Merosakkan result aku ja.. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 : Sains - x taw sbb per aku lemah sgt sbjek ni. Padahal, parents aku pharmacist.Thus, aku m'hampakan dorg. Wat aku rasa bersalah je. Skrang berharap kt adek n kezen aku je la. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 : Prinsip Akaun - sebab kena hafal formula. aku lemah bab mghafal. pastu slalu fail. kalo lulus pun sbb tiru. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APA YANG MENARIK PADA KAMU...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menarek? ada sesorng tu ckp mata. btol ke? ntah.. xder yg menarik  kot.. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAMU PALING SUKA...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masak... masak... masak... men internet... tdo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDA TIDAK BOLEH HIDUP TANPA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handphone, selimut, periuk nasikku terchenta..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SETIAP MALAM SEBELUM TIDUR SIAPA YANG ANDA HUBUNGI..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrm.. ada la.. tp dia jarang balas  *sedey2* =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wanna tag: nab, fuad, man, taufik,)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-7211407582628455096?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/7211407582628455096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=7211407582628455096&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/7211407582628455096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/7211407582628455096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/02/zaman-persekolahan.html' title='Zaman persekolahan'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-811112612297097824</id><published>2009-02-15T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:18:37.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you wait?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;There is one guy, he is so in love with a girl (B).But he's afraid to let B know that he love her.Then, he decided to wait for B forever. Time goes on, next thing he know,he met another girl (C). C love this guy so much. As much as the guy loved B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you were the guy, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Still wait for B . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Accept C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s: Please respond and give your reason.(dun forget to mention your gender)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tq =)&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/1706641577925510379-811112612297097824?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/811112612297097824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=811112612297097824&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/811112612297097824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/811112612297097824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/02/loyalty.html' title='will you wait?'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-2040484667039845509</id><published>2009-02-15T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:48:33.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with mahallah asiah??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku cukup2 x phm ngan pentadbiran mahallah asiah ni.. mula2 depa p tutup pagar blok e,f,g &amp;amp; h.. dah la blok tu suma share parking lot yg sama. Bila dah tutup tu, confirm la parking x cukup. Bila bdk2 yg bwk motor cross ikot kiosk, depa nk marah. Then, yg p tutup pagar tu watpe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skrang ni, pintu gate ke ruqayyah pun ditutup gak. kalo takat tutup gate besar tu x pe lg. Tapi yang aku bengangnye, gate kecik utk pejalan kaki pun depa tutup gak. Tolong la pikir rasional. Apa gunanya pintu tu dibuat kalo x dibuka? Kalo camtu, baik dari awal2 time bina mahallah asiah ni, dorang wat tembok batu je.. biar jadi cam penjara. Tah pape. Tak paham btol aku. Skrang ni, kalo nak ke ruqayyah, terpaksa la kluar dari pintu gate asiah yang kt depan tu, pastu pusing balik ke ruqayyah.. heish.. mmg btol2 nyusahkan student..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-2040484667039845509?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/2040484667039845509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=2040484667039845509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/2040484667039845509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/2040484667039845509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-wrong-with-mahallah-asiah.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with mahallah asiah??'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-4686923595414486868</id><published>2009-02-04T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:30:37.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>This time, I would like to introduce my family. Ops, this is not my family's picture. It's a stick version of my family. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYl2IrLK9LI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RiSjBYV-Rzw/s1600-h/my-family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYl2IrLK9LI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RiSjBYV-Rzw/s400/my-family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298896327978710194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-My Dad : Mazlan B. Ismail&lt;br /&gt;2-My Mum : Saimah Bt. Mat Noor&lt;br /&gt;3-My Big sister : Aaina Dalila (23)&lt;br /&gt;4-Me : Nurul Aimi (22)&lt;br /&gt;5-My Little Brother(1) : Muhammad Aiman(20)&lt;br /&gt;6-My Little Brother(2) : Muhammad Hafizzudin(18)&lt;br /&gt;7-My Little Sister(1) : Nurul Huda(16)&lt;br /&gt;8-My Little Brother(3) : Muhammad Anas(14)&lt;br /&gt;9-My very Little Sister(2) : NurAbsarina(12)&lt;br /&gt;10-My cats : Cik Nab and Oyen&lt;br /&gt;11-My turtle (gift by someone) : Dabop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't have their picture with me right now. My computer was attacked by 'evil virus' last semester. Then i have to format my computer and the entire document including my family photos was lost.InsyaAllah, i will try to retrieve it back soon and upload it here. By the way, bawah ni gambar kak aku tyme die konvo aritu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYl7JVYr5nI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4igys8LT5yo/s1600-h/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYl7JVYr5nI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4igys8LT5yo/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298901836867823218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From left (my dad,kak long, my mom, huda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-4686923595414486868?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/4686923595414486868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=4686923595414486868&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/4686923595414486868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/4686923595414486868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-time-i-would-like-to-introduce-my.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYl2IrLK9LI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RiSjBYV-Rzw/s72-c/my-family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-2042113680043043217</id><published>2009-01-31T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:04:21.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unspoken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The love unspoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYSPepJBqpI/AAAAAAAAADg/K8TUcdcQ6EM/s1600-h/3+word+8+letters.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297516818297105042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYSPepJBqpI/AAAAAAAAADg/K8TUcdcQ6EM/s200/3+word+8+letters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;She'd known him her entire life&lt;br /&gt;She always dreamed to be his wife&lt;br /&gt;Just his smile made her heart melt&lt;br /&gt;But she never told him how she felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever hoped to have him here&lt;br /&gt;Always dreamed to hold him near&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and they both did grow&lt;br /&gt;But still she never let him know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect chances passed her by&lt;br /&gt;But she just couldn't tell this guy&lt;br /&gt;No matter what she'd ever do...&lt;br /&gt;He still didn't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one day her whole world did end&lt;br /&gt;When she heard news from a friend&lt;br /&gt;About the wreck he'd gotten in...&lt;br /&gt;She'd never see his smile again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at his grave she softly cries&lt;br /&gt;The tears running from sad eyes&lt;br /&gt;This hurting girl whose heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;All because of love unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first read this poem, I start to wonder. Why people are so scared to let the one they loved know what they feel? Then I realized, I myself don’t have the guts to tell that person how I feel. Yeah, it is simply b’coz i don’t want to lose the friendship. But what if it happens just like in the poem? Can I bear the pain of loosing him without ever let him know how I feel? I don’t think so. Yet, where’s my courage?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say, to all man and woman out there, if you love someone, just tell her how you feel. Don’t wait until it’s too late or you will regret it for the rest of your life..&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/1706641577925510379-2042113680043043217?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/2042113680043043217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=2042113680043043217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/2042113680043043217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/2042113680043043217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-unspoken.html' title='The love unspoken'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYSPepJBqpI/AAAAAAAAADg/K8TUcdcQ6EM/s72-c/3+word+8+letters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-3635658740451708110</id><published>2009-01-31T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:57:13.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>aku dan quiz econs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYSQeiw32uI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q_8drjS7JDk/s1600-h/econs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297517916096813794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYSQeiw32uI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q_8drjS7JDk/s200/econs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYRMWvVMFFI/AAAAAAAAACo/Rospyg9zqj8/s1600-h/econs+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;31/1, due date utk online quiz econs. Aku tdo pkl 5 pg smlm (study la konon.. huhu), komfim2 la aku bgn lambat. Pkl 12 tghari td aku bangun. Trus kelam kabut g mandi.Konon nak g jawab kuiz cepat2 la. Sebab due Quiz tu pukul 6ptg. Kalo soklan ssh, kmfim take time nak jawab. So, sampai jer kat CC, betapa saketnya hati bila tgk notis “server down”. Cish… aku pun wat la keputusan g CC Mahallah Ahminah. Sampai je kt CC ahminah, tutup gak. Dgn notis “server down”. Aku p la hafsah pulak. Pun tutup. Tak per. G asma’ lak. Carik punya carik, x jmpa la plak CCnyer. Yg aku jumpa sewing room. Ramai gler org dok blajar menjahit. Aku pun amek keputusan g Halimah ngan Maryam lak. Jauh tu kalau dari Hafsa. Adoi. Dugaan btol. Mulut alin memang masin tol la. Smalam dia la yg sebut pasal server down nih. Skali jd btol lak.. huuu…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sampai jer kat halimah, aku x taw lak CC dia kt ner. Aku p maryam, pown tutup.Last2 aku kol izan. Tanya pasal CC Halimah. Naseb baek izan ada kat Maryam. Dia pun dgn rela hatinya tunjuk kat aku CC halimah. Dan seperti yang aku agak. CC Halimah pun tutup. Ya Allah… Betapa tensennya aku saat tu. Dah la aku tak makan pape lagi. Aku dah rasa lembik gler. Last2 aku mesej Diana ngan Dayah. Diana pkai broadband, ingat nak tumpang laptop dia. Dayah lak tak dapat connect ngan Uia punya WIFI. So, aku tunggu Diana jer la. Diana plak kluar. Kene r tunggu sampai dia balik. Naseb baek time aku mesej dia, dia dh nak balik.Aku pun balik bilik. Memang penat yang amat. Bayangkan, aku dah melawat 6 Mahallah punya CC dalam masa 1 jam.. huhu.. Bleh wat record tu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, Berjaya gak aku jawab quiz econs. Terima kaseh yang tak terhingga buat Diana. Tanpa anda, siapalah saya. hahaha.. Aku bersyukur sangat2.. Mungkin ni pengajaran utk aku supaya tak buat keje last2 minute. InsyaAllah. I think I’ve learn my lesson.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pesanan aku buat rakan-rakan seperjuangan:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let’s boycott online quizzes!! =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1706641577925510379-3635658740451708110?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/3635658740451708110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=3635658740451708110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/3635658740451708110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/3635658740451708110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/01/aku-dan-kuiz-econs.html' title='aku dan quiz econs'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYSQeiw32uI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q_8drjS7JDk/s72-c/econs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-6117461631121583322</id><published>2009-01-31T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T05:02:49.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me in 10 years tyme??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tadi aku jawab quiz kat espin.com.. memang aku suka jawab2 quiz ni.. tapi kalo quiz kat klas, mmg aku tak suka langsung la.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hurm, the result of dat quiz??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess what, my result is :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In 10 years time,&lt;strong&gt; I will be married and have 8 kids..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was like what?? 8 kids?? OMG.. that is a lot.. haha.. but i can't deny it.. my family's history proved everything.. i have 7 siblings.. and my dad, he also have 7 siblings and even my grandfather.. so, it is not impossible for me to have 8 childrens too rite?? But seriously, 8 kids?? LOL... &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/1706641577925510379-6117461631121583322?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/6117461631121583322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=6117461631121583322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/6117461631121583322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/6117461631121583322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-in-10-years-tyme.html' title='Me in 10 years tyme??'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-1550742558726947568</id><published>2009-01-30T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T02:15:21.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess he'll never know...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYM-UuCjwkI/AAAAAAAAACg/znjlue5HRaU/s1600-h/willnotice6.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297146112394904130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 456px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYM-UuCjwkI/AAAAAAAAACg/znjlue5HRaU/s400/willnotice6.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYMRVmjWCeI/AAAAAAAAACY/fPeWp2udMpk/s1600-h/473176p0deyb8bni.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I guess he'll never know...how much I love him so.&lt;br /&gt;As days pass my love for him grows,yet his love for me never existed at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I guess he'll never know...how happy I am when he is around.&lt;br /&gt;How his presence warms my heart,and he doesn't even notice I'm around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I guess he'll never know...how much he means to me.&lt;br /&gt;How much it hurts when he loves someone else.How my heart tears when I see him look into her eyes when I wish they were mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I guess he'll never see...the tears I cry in my room.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing he could just see me,the way I see him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I guess I'll never have him in my life...to see his smile and glistening eyes.&lt;br /&gt;His one of those fantasies that never come to life,He will just be that guy that I can never be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I guess I'll never know...What it would be like to have the guy of my dreams in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P/S: This poem was written by emma from &lt;a href="http://www.best-love-poems.com/"&gt;http://www.best-love-poems.com/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It suite me so much and really touch my heart. I would like to dedicate this poem to.. well, you know who you are.. Hope you will notice me someday =)&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/1706641577925510379-1550742558726947568?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/1550742558726947568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=1550742558726947568&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/1550742558726947568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/1550742558726947568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-guess-hell-never-know.html' title='i guess he&apos;ll never know...............'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYM-UuCjwkI/AAAAAAAAACg/znjlue5HRaU/s72-c/willnotice6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-2314424894399372228</id><published>2009-01-30T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:35:05.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomyam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasar malam'/><title type='text'>Kisah tomyam dan aku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hari rabu aritu aku pegi pasar malam.. niat hati nak beli barang dapur.. ingat nak buat tomyam..&lt;br /&gt;Dah beli dah semua bahan2.. Tapi, oleh sebab aku terlampau lah busy, aku tak sempat nak masak. Td pagi aku bangun, (taklah pagi sgt pun.. huhu) memang niat tak nak pegi cafe beli nasik. aku ingat nak masak je. Bila check sayur yang beli semalam, Ya Allah... dah berkulat. Adoiyai.. aku ngaku, memang silap sangat2 tak masak awal-awal. Kan dah rugi. Naseb baek aku beli skit je. Kalo beli banyak, memang rugi duit.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;jangan beli sayur kat pasar malam.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706641577925510379-2314424894399372228?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/2314424894399372228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=2314424894399372228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/2314424894399372228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/2314424894399372228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/01/tomyam.html' title='Kisah tomyam dan aku'/><author><name>aimi_mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00124055773743745994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/ShzqKLyF5PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nrUoXwCpB_0/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706641577925510379.post-9200333480290617181</id><published>2009-01-29T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T03:38:30.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anchient history'/><title type='text'>The story of....... ME???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Alhamdulillah.. akhirnya berjaya jugak aku nak tulis blog. memang dah lama dah niat nk tulis. tapi asyik lupa je. As a beginner, mesti ada kekurangan dan kelemahan kn? so, harap2 apa yang terkurang kat blog aku ni, dapat lah dimaafkan ye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Okey, to begin, biarlah aku bercerita panjang tentang kisah hidup aku.. memang agak panjang la. Tapi of course la panjang.. umor aku skrang pun dah 22 tahun, sepanjang 22 tahun dalam hidup aku ni, macam-macam benda dah jadi kat aku.. Ish-ish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;First sekali, biarlah aku introduce parents aku dulu ye.. Nama ayah aku ialah Mazlan b. Ismail dan nama mak aku ialah Saimah bt. Mat Noor. Both of them graduated from Universiti Sains Malaysia (USM). Walaupun diorang dari universiti yang sama, tapi mak aku tua setahun dari ayah aku. Kira cam senior ayah aku la. Dua-dua ambil kos yang sama. Kos farmasi. Tapi menurut mak sedara aku, diorang mula kenal satu sama lain bila diorang dah grad. Mak ngan ayah aku jumpa sebab diorang kerja kat tempat yang sama. Kat hospital machang. Pastu, parents aku pun kahwin and then lahir la kakak aku Aaina Dalila pada 16 mei 1986. Tapi kakak aku tak lahir kat kelantan. Dia lahir kat selangor. Maybe sebab anak first, jadi dia kene lahir dekat family sebelah mak aku. Mak aku ni orang banting, selangor. Ayah aku plak orang kedah. Kira macam cinta utara-selatan la.. huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYs_MqbarCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7hMMYTa1-5A/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYs_MqbarCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7hMMYTa1-5A/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299398873311783970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dan mak aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genap 29 april 1987, jam 4.26 ptg,aku telah selamat dilahirkan di machang kelantan. Berat aku waktu dilahirkan ialah 3.20kg.. ringan kan? Hehe.. lepas genap setahun, parents aku kene transfer kat kota bharu. Still dalam kelantan lagi. Waktu kat kota bharu ni la lahirnya dua orang adik lelaki aku. Muhammad aiman dan muhammad hafizuddin. Aku cuma sempat tadika je kat kota bharu tu. Nama tadika tu, Tadika Homali. Aku still ingat lagi cikgu kat situ dipanggil pak guru ngan mak guru. Hehe. Cam pelik je bila dipikir balik. Tapi kakak aku sempat sekolah darjah 1 kat sana. Aku tinggal kat kelantan kira-kira dalam 5 tahun. Agak lama jugak la. Time tu, aku memang cakap slang kelantan pure.boleh tahan pekat la.. Hehe. Cukup 5 tahun kat kelantan, Parents aku kene transfer ke alor setar pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYs-cRy3ZrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ie5y8Z5QMIA/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYs-cRy3ZrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ie5y8Z5QMIA/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299398042065528498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dan kakak aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYs84_JPHjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zZABCANyFD4/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-dxII9CYOY/SYs84_JPHjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zZABCANyFD4/s400/IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299396336252034610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span times="" new=""  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ni la tadika aku =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So, bermula la penghijrahan aku ke Kedah. sampai je kat kedah, aku dengan kakak aku kene tinggal dengan tok dan wan aku. Sebabnye, tok aku rasa kesunyian dok berdua je ngan wan aku. So, ayah aku pun suggest kakak aku dengan aku tinggal ngan tok dan wan aku kat Kuala Nerang. Aku pun kene la berpisah dengan adik-adik aku. Tapi aku tak ingat sangat perasaan aku time tu. Sedih ke? Seronok ke? Ntah la.. aku memang tak ingat langsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bila aku tinggal dengan tok aku, aku jadi budak yang bermasalah. Aku suka lawan cakap tok aku. Memang aku kerap kene marah berbanding kakak aku. Maybe disebabkan tyme tu kezen-kezen aku suma lelaki and aku selalu join dorang kot faktor2 aku jadi spoil camtu. Huhu.. tapi maybe jugak sebab aku rindu parents and adek2 aku. Ntah la.. aku pun x tahu.. aku tinggal dgn tok aku selama 5 tahun. Bila aku nak masuk darjah 5, ayah aku datang ambil aku tinggal dgn dorang pulak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Waktu ni, kakak aku tinggal dgn tok aku lagi. Aku kesian jugak kat dia. Aku pernah tertanya knapa ayah aku tak nak bawak kakak aku skali. Tapi skarang aku rasa maybe sebab tak nak tok aku rasa sunyi kot. Maybe la. Aku agak simpati jugak kat kakak aku. Aku pernah terjumpa surat kat dalam tong sampah dalam bilik dia. Kat surat tu dia tulis dia rasa dia disisihkan. Dia rasa dia bukan anak mak ngan ayah aku. Aku memang sedih sangat bila baca surat tu. Last-last, aku tunjuk surat tu kat mak aku. Lepas dari hari tu, mak ngan ayah selalu balik rumah tok aku. Boleh kata tiap-tiap minggu la. Anyway, alor setar dgn kuala nerang memang dekat. Pernah jugak diorang ajak kakak aku balik alor setar tyme cuti sekolah, tapi dia x nak la pulak. Dia cakap bising. Ye la. Mana tak bisingnyer. Waktu ni, aku dapat lagi 3 orang adik. Nurul Huda, Muhammad Anas dan Nurabsarina. Sekarang kakak aku ada 6 orang adik. Memang la agak havoc rumah tu. Tapi mmg normal la.. dah nama pun budak-budak kn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tahun 1998, bermulalah persekolahan aku di Sekolah Kebangsaan Taman Uda. Waktu tu aku darjah 5. First tyme masuk sekolah tu, aku rasa agak gerun disebabkan guru besar sekolah tu memang agak terkenal dgn kebengisan dia. Hehe. Sory ye cikgu. Pastu aku kenal Fatin. Dia sentiasa berdua dengan kawan dia. Sori aku x ingat nama kawan dia. So, aku tak leh nk join sgt. Pastu aku jumpa sarah, aku duduk meja sebelah dia. Sarah ni rupanya kawan dengan jiran aku. Hajar. Hajar memang sebaya aku. Tapi dia kelas lain. Memang best kawan dengan sarah ni. Dia ala-ala tomboi, so bila aku kena kacau ngan dak2 laki, dia yang selalu backing aku. Tapi last2, dia pun kena gak. Hehe. Naik darjah 6, aku kawan dengan Syahidah. Tyme ni aku dah bley sesuaikan diri ngan semua. So, aku kawan je ngan semua orang. Waktu ni, aku kenal sharyna, pjah, nani, zahra,hassan, ilani dan lain2 lagi la. Sori x ingat nama korang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Result UPSR aku sama ngan kezen aku.Afif. Result aku rasanya tak penting untuk aku bagitahu kn? So,after dapat result, ayah aku nak masukkan aku kat sekolah darulaman. Nyaris2 lagi. Nasib baek Sharyna datang bagitau yang budak perempuan sekolah Taman Uda, semua dapat masuk Sek men keb sultanah bahiyah. Depan rumah aku je pun. Naseb baik. Kalo tak, mmg aku dah masuk sekolah darulaman la. Huhu. tak dapat aku nak bayangkan.. Sayangnya, kawan aku syahidah x dapat join. Dia dah daftar masuk sekolah agama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aku pun masuk la sekolah sultanah bahiyah. Sekolah ni perempuan semua. Waktu ni, sekolah ni memang top. Susah nk dapat masuk. Tapi lepas batch aku masuk, terus sekolah ni hilang zaman kegemilangannyer. Hehe. Kesian2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ha, citer zaman sekolah menengah aku agak menarik sket.. tapi nanti la aku citer.. penat la.. kejer aku pun byk gler nih.. bertimbun-timbun dah macam kain baju aku yg kt dalam baldi tgh tunggu masa utk dibasuh.. haha.. nnt la aku citer ye.. tungguuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to be continue........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1706641577925510379-9200333480290617181?l=lifejourney5636.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/feeds/9200333480290617181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706641577925510379&amp;postID=9200333480290617181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/9200333480290617181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706641577925510379/posts/default/9200333480290617181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifejourney5636.blogspot.com/2009/01/story-of-me.html' title='The story of....... 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