<?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-12412088</id><updated>2011-11-17T16:40:45.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:|ït§¥ ßït§¥|:.</title><subtitle type='html'>an itsy bitsy miniscule human on her journey in a mortal world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new blog. the name is ...er... tengok sendiri la ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lamkalutaidan.blogspot.com/"&gt;ittarashai. ahlan wasahlan. welcome.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that i end this last sentence of the last post with wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-2677018193031162527?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2677018193031162527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=2677018193031162527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2677018193031162527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2677018193031162527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/last.html' title='last'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-4699891143982306695</id><published>2008-04-11T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:07:43.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the grass does look greener on the other site, doesn't it?</title><content type='html'>FYI, i've moved. to a new and happy place. i mean a place for me to write my life ramblings that is. more will be updated soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-6127193926658149188</id><published>2007-11-17T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:18:21.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>power</title><content type='html'>one's power is relative. you got the power of speech. the power of writing. or even the physical kinda power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during these few days, i feel like girls with &lt;strike&gt;sword&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;spear&lt;/strike&gt; any kind of weapon is kinda appealing. hoho. i've watched an anime that has a girl as a hero. yes. the hero not the heroin. THE HERO is A GIRL. in fact, the heroin is a male &lt;strike&gt;[sissy :P]&lt;/strike&gt;. ok, he's not a sissy because he got brains. i respect people with brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seirei no moribito. the guardian of the sacred spirit. man, i think this is one of the awesome animes i've watched. it's actually being adapted from a novel with the same name. the plot is brilliant. balsa is awesome! she's the hero. and mind you, she's not some sissy *moe anime character that you often find in animes nowadays. she's kinda boyish but at the same time got that motherly instinct. and she weilds a spear. A SPEAR. that is one powerful weapon. believe me, she could take up a whole army of men with that spear. her determination and her words are quite impressive i must say, despite being only an anime character. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, again i wanna say that the story is awesome. just google it of you wanna know more. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality check. that's an anime character. don't get too carried away, nadia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**wakatta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snapping back to reality, i got some real girl-heroes that i adore too. khaulah binti azur is one of them. oh yeah. she's one of the warrior fighting along the mujahids. her sword fighting skill is top notch. even khalid bin walid was taken aback when he saw her skills on the war field. that's one cool girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the war against rome, this is what she said:&lt;br /&gt;"Wahai sahabat-sahabatku yang sedang berjuang di di jalan Allah, apakah saudari semua sanggup menjadi tukang-tukang picit orang Rom? Apakah saudari sanggup menjadi hamba orang-orang kafir yang dilaknati? Relakah saudari dihina dan dicaci maki oleh bangsa Rom yang durjana itu? Dimanakah letaknya harga diri saudari sebagai seorang pejuang yang rindukan syurga Allah? Dimanakah letaknya kehormatan saudari sebagai seorang Islam yang bertaqwa? Sesungguhnya mati itu lebih bagi kita daripada menjadi hamba-hamba orang Rom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl power is cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no. i'm not a feminist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both men and women have their place in this world. both have their strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched malcolm x: the movie just a few hours ago. and i really respect him. he was awesome. his speeches were awesome. and he has the power to influence the people around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that everybody got their own strength. maybe we just doesn't realize it... yet. for the time being, we can only do what we can. but while we are at it, make sure that we'll give the best out of ourselves. maybe, that the thing that we're doing is actually our strength...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that in mind, i, nadia, will sign off for now. wassalam. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note:&lt;br /&gt;*moe: perasan cute/gedik/mengada-ngada/one of the things that i hate&lt;br /&gt;**wakatta: i know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-6127193926658149188?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6127193926658149188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=6127193926658149188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6127193926658149188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6127193926658149188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/power.html' title='power'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-957419211916866938</id><published>2007-10-24T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T06:08:11.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the bees also cheered when all pracs are over</title><content type='html'>slept at 2am last night. woke up at 4am. slept again at 6am. woke up again at 8.30am. just in time for class at 9am. [went to class with a pair of bloodshot red eyes].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all because of the oxalate lab worksheets. the submission is today. so, yeah, i pulled an all-nighter to finish it. thank God that THAT'S THE LAST OF IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today's also the last day of all pracs! it was a biology prac and the whole class went to the botanical garden. well, the national botanical garden is just about 5 minutes from uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're supposed to be at the botanical garden at 2pm. but i've gotta submit my lab worksheets first. so, then after printing out the whole worksheets and the biology prac's notes it was already about 1.45pm. shoot! jammed all my stuff in my bag and ran to the chemistry department. ran and ran and then semput kejap [hey, i haven't run that fast since... since like 2 years back kot... :P]. and then ran again to BoZo building to meet up with my friends before heading to the botanical garden. heh. semput. luckily i wore my sport shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik sempat sampai. *phew* even if the botanical garden is 5 minutes from uni, the uni is huge! habis kena lari satu uni avenue. and then, after reaching botanical garden, i realized that i put my bio prac notes in my other book which i accidentally left at home. uuhhh... nasib baik [dr.] julian ash bagi copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the prac is basically where you gotta walk around the botanical garden and pick 5 flowers; identify them, draw them and observe them [to actually know how they actually get pollinated]. it was a cool prac. julian was very helpful [as always :)]. and that guy really seem fit enough to go around that big botanical garden to look for plants even though he's already 50+ &lt;strike&gt;[but he still looks macho :P]&lt;/strike&gt;. and there's one time where we can't find the label of this one plant so we asked him. and he splurt out its name like the back of his hand [and that's including the name of the plant's family!]. lynette was telling me how on earth that old guy can memorize so many plant names. well, he IS a botanist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124878766204664594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rx86FciSOxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/stBA9JczFBc/s320/floriade+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, here's a picture that i managed to snap at the botanical garden. there's supposed to be a ladybird on one of the flowers... heh. i guess my phone cam is not that reliable... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all in all, alhamdulillah. no more pracs. &lt;strike&gt;shiawase?&lt;/strike&gt; NO. exams not over yet. ano... dakara, atashi wa ganbarimasu! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh. really la... gotta work hard. speaking of which, know what, today is the first time i turned on the tv after silently being put away to the corner of our living room for about 7 weeks now. [well... i think i prefer to watch the things on my laptop (thanks to DC++) rather than watching the stuff on tv].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thus, *ehem* due to the exams, i will [...maybe...] not be updating this blog until my exams are over. heh. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, before i pen off, guess i wish those who'll be having their finals around the corner: Good luck and all the best guys! benkyoushimashou ne?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till then, wassalam. and happy studying. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-957419211916866938?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/957419211916866938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=957419211916866938&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/957419211916866938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/957419211916866938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-bees-also-cheered-when-all-pracs.html' title='and the bees also cheered when all pracs are over'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rx86FciSOxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/stBA9JczFBc/s72-c/floriade+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-2688450906641377725</id><published>2007-10-13T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T05:35:01.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post-ramadhan: eid mubarak</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum and a happy, happy, happy eid mubarak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, on this very day, genaplah sebulan penulis tak update blog ni.... harharhar... :P&lt;br /&gt;hey, at least i'm updating it now right? what's more, it's eid mubarak, man! the day for us to forgive and forget... so, selamat hari raya idul fitr! and maaf zahir batin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past 3o days, i think all of us are kinda like searching for our true self. well, for me it is [that's why i'm not updating this blog. heh. :P]. the absence of those wicked syaitan and struggling [should i say mujahadah?] against own nafs really showed you who you really are. for the rest of the year, you might be blaming for those godaan syaitan for not making good deeds and just succumb to the worldly temptations. but if it is ramadhan, and you're not changing a little bit, believe me, that's a sign that the things that impede you from doing good is your own selfish self. and for the past month, it is... err... how should i put this... pencarian hakikat diri? yeah... something like that... searching for ownself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hablum minallah, wa hablum minannas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess along the past 30 days, i've been mixing more with other people. being with the children, makes me realize that they are sooo purely innocent and will take up everything, literally everything that the grown up tell them. i've learned that raising a child is not an easy work; wrong idea will give them the wrong impression and the same ideology will persist until someone tell them it's wrong. playing with them does taught me, a grown up [full-fledged adult? :P] a thing or two about life itself [plus, being with them just made my inner child filled with the enjoyment of playing with toys again. XP]. being with my peers, taught me on how to tolerate with other people. young people with raging hormones tends to be filled with rather quite an overwhelming emotion... but ironically, they were the ones that reminded me on how to control my own emotions [even though i am one of those young people &lt;strike&gt;with raging hormones&lt;/strike&gt;. my hormones are quite stable, thank you very much. these raging people are excluding my dear friends too... well, you know who u are :)]. being with more mature people [like dear kak ana, kak su and kak amalia], my perception of the world kinda change. maturity does come with age... and if you wanna 'learn' about them, learn them from the experts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though, i do feel like i wanna shrunk back in my own shell, being in my own world, alhamdulillah, i didn't. [but my social skill is still kinda low. hoho.].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, ramadhan is a madrasah that taught me a whole lotsa things. even though, i feel that i didn't live up to my expectations for ramadhan, there's still room for improvement for the next 11 months to come. the learning doesn't stop there. ramadhan gives a chance for a turning point for you to be the best that you can. and it's up to you to procede for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i forget, lagi sekali, mohon maaf kalau ada salah silap... and Selamat Hari Raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i miss home. counting days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-2688450906641377725?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2688450906641377725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=2688450906641377725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2688450906641377725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2688450906641377725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/post-ramadhan-eid-mubarak.html' title='post-ramadhan: eid mubarak'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-2335056291019018278</id><published>2007-09-13T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:56:55.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear heart, i won't let you down</title><content type='html'>one year ago. girl. 18+ years old. naivity is her middle name. and due to her naivity, she always getting mixed up with the wrong things which lead her to be somehow... sidetracking to the undefinied region, filled with uncertainties. even though she was living in a place where the shahadah had been proclaimed by most of the people, the haq and the batil are all getting mixed up. and as the girl is quite immature despite being 18 years old, she is sometimes stucked in the midst of confusion between the rights and the wrongs and due to her immaturity and also lack of knowledge, her actions are somehow distorted in some degree. i'm saying distorted because she is doing things that may seem right in a way [well, she thought it was okay to do it because most people are doing it] but in fact is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear al-qalb,&lt;br /&gt;the girl is very ashamed for what she had done for the past 12 months. you had been constantly been bombarded by unlawful things and when nafs had taken the best of you, a black dot is embedded on you for each of those sinful things. no, she doesn't realized that she is getting all those black dots on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear al-qalb,&lt;br /&gt;now that she had realized it, she wants to take care of you. she wants to erase every single black dots on you. she wants to take good care of you, so that whenever the words of God are recited, she will feel the undescribable sweetness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For, Believers are those who, when God is mentioned, feel a tremor in their hearts, and when they hear His signs rehearsed, find their faith strengthened, and put (all) their trust in their Lord. [8:2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and peacefulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Those who believe, and whose hearts find satisfaction in the remembrance of God: for without doubt in the remembrance of God do hearts find satisfaction. [8:28]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for all she knows now, she doesn't want you to be like in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2:74.&lt;br /&gt;Thenceforth were your hearts hardened: They became like a rock and even worse in hardness. For among rocks there are some from which rivers gush forth; others there are which when split asunder send forth water; and others which sink for fear of God. And God is not unmindful of what ye do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear al-qalb,&lt;br /&gt;do you remember the promise from our Rabb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(To the righteous soul will be said:) "O (thou) soul, in (complete) rest and satisfaction! Come back thou to thy Lord,- well pleased (thyself), and well-pleasing unto Him! Enter thou, then, among My devotees! Yea, enter thou My Heaven!" [89:27-30]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes, the girl is always enlightened whenever she hears that promise because she knows that her Rabb will never break any promises to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear al qalb,&lt;br /&gt;ramadhan is here. shahr al-nur. the girl who is now 19+ years old is celebrating ramadhan in a different place than where she used to for the past 18 years. and in this place where the people who testified shahadah is very scarce, her appreciations of her Deen had increased. the haq and the batil had becoming clearer now. and for each day during this ramadhan, she wants to enliven you up with the remembrance of her Rabb in everything she does. there'll be definitely an extra care for you, for she wants to make the BEST out of everyday, every hour, every minute, every second of ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear al-qalb,&lt;br /&gt;do not let her down during this school of ramadhan. she doesn't want to be a defective product of the school. she will give the best of her, insya'Allah, so that the best of you will last her for another 11 months to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-perfection of hope-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: selamat berpuasa dan maaf zahir batin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-2335056291019018278?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2335056291019018278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=2335056291019018278&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2335056291019018278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2335056291019018278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/dear-heart-i-wont-let-you-down.html' title='dear heart, i won&apos;t let you down'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-1409817032140445321</id><published>2007-09-11T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:01:55.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i know that kemalasan tahap jidan is not good for my health</title><content type='html'>i ought to update this blog more often. haiyoh. blame it to kemalasan tahap maksima yang kadangkala menjelma out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered that one of my friends said that, "if one wants to write a blog, (s)he must have the commitment in updating it frequently." well, that's not her exact words but it was something like that. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know why i got a blog in the first place. hoh. hampeh tol. i think it was after spm and i was bored at home. so, after a few weeks of boredom, i decided to open a blog. and that ladies and gentlemen, is how this very own blog that you're reading was initiated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess most of the bloggers in the ever-so-global blogosphere have their friends to actually prompt them to start a blog, huh? well, that isn't my case. i blogged out of boredness.&lt;br /&gt;those people who were prompted to write a blog must be great thinkers. pemikir-pemikir besar yang diseru untuk mencurahkan ide-ide bernas mereka untuk mengaktifkan otak-otak para pelayar ruang siber yang mungkin memerlukan kickstart untuk berfungsi secara effisyen. barangkali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that, i guess i'm not one of them. feel like i'm not even on par with what the stuff they're writing. oh. oh. oh. i feel like i just wasted a whole lot of space in the cyberworld with my crappy rantings. oh. what have you done, nadia? oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, cut the emo part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're an observant, you'll realize that i'm trying to blog in bahasa melayu. like in The Real Bahasa Melayu. i know, my english is lousy... so, does my bahasa melayu. haish. feel like i want to blog in japs or arab. haha. okay, that's not possible. yet. even though, my english and bahasa melayu are lousy, i'm really trying to improve them. wargh! *penulis berasa sangat bersemangat* hohohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tetiba, penulis rasa cam spastik la pulak pasal ter-over bersemangat tak tentu pasal*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penulis juga berhasrat untuk mengurangkan kekerapan menulis ketika sedang emo. sesungguhnya, penulis bukanlah seseorang yang gemar mempraktikkan teknik melayan perasaan sehingga tahap jidan [baca:emo].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i hate long entries. long entries make my head hurts. and i'm easily bored with long entries. and long entries strain my eyes too because i've gotta scroll down so many times and read so many alphabets jumbled up together in one whole looong paragraph. so, i'm keeping my entries short. like this one. which will end right about now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-1409817032140445321?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1409817032140445321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=1409817032140445321&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/1409817032140445321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/1409817032140445321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/yes-i-know-that-kemalasan-tahap-jidan.html' title='yes, i know that kemalasan tahap jidan is not good for my health'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-7937863836343519818</id><published>2007-08-24T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:05:45.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>language ramblings</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is an aimless ramblings of mine. prior apologies for the inconvenience that may be caused during or after the readings of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring is here. flowers had started to bloom. flowers... aaahhh... uni avenue will be filled with flowers. can't wait to see that moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went back from woden today. well, we [me, ziq, amalina and thuaibah] were supposed to go to mawson to buy some meat but we kinda took a different bus which took quite a loooong route to woden interchange where we have to change the bus to get to mawson. so, we arrived there around 4.45pm and the shops are closing at 5pm, so we decided to buy our groceries in woden instead. well, we all learned from mistakes right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we were in woden, i met a sister, i think she's from egypt. we were getting ready for maghrib prayers and we asked her to join us too. and after the prayers, we chatted for some time. we talked about arabic language. she asked if thuaibah knew how to speak arabic and thuaibah said she can but in a more formal way. she told us bout how different arab countries have different accents and how they actually talked in everyday communication. she said that while she was in malaysia, she met this girl who was learning arabic but she was trying to learn the hard part of the arabic language... the literature part or something i guess... and this sister told us that the important part in learning arabic is how to speak, write and understand the usual arabic communication. we told her that the girl whom she met might be learning that hard stuff for SPM. and we talked about the syllabus in malaysia and she told us that the government should change the syllabus [hohoho...] coz the essential part for arabic must be grasp first before you proceed with the hard stuff. so true... even though i didn't take arabic at school before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think language is a very beautiful thing. you're conveying a message to somebody else using different sounds coming from your mouth. heh... weird intrepetation of language, huh? but words are just mere sounds coming from our mouth, right? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;O mankind! We created you from a single (pair) of a male and a female, and made you into nations and tribes, that ye may know each other (not that ye may despise (each other). Verily the most honoured of you in the sight of God is (he who is) the most righteous of you. And God has full knowledge and is well acquainted (with all things). [49:13]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that Allah had made us into different cultural backgrounds, had made us also communicate with each other in multiple beautiful ways to suit our needs. subhhanallah! just think on how people could actually understand what other people trying to convey to them through words. i mean how a person could understand the meaning of a single word from a single language really means. for example, like how you could understand the word "baik" in malay really means "baik" and not something else rather than "baik" itself. i mean who invented the word "baik" in the first place to actually means "baik"? language is actually a mind boggling thing, huh?... an organised mind boggling thing. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do really think that arabic is the most beautiful language of all. i really wish that i could understand every single word in al-Quran without looking at the translations. its not that the translations is a bad thing... it's about the degree of relayed information in the translations. it is better to know the words first handedly than second handedly, right? *sigh* i feel like i wanna learn more languages... insya'Allah i'll be joining the arabic classes in anu and *ehem*ehem* currently is practicing japanese at home... demo mada jotzu ja arimasen.... i think i'm really grateful to have a roomate who is so keen in learning languages [and is also quite competent in japanese :)]... alhamdulillah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's enough ramblings for today. till then, wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*btw, demo mada jotzu ja arimasen = but i'm not very skillful yet :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-7937863836343519818?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7937863836343519818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=7937863836343519818&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/7937863836343519818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/7937863836343519818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/language-ramblings.html' title='language ramblings'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-7223451007403062190</id><published>2007-08-20T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T05:49:51.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scoot!</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is way to long for me in not updating this blog. but i'm busy. i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlights of the week: mid-sem exam for chemistry on thursday. gotta submit a full formal report for biology on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlights for next week: mid-sem exam for another biology on thursday. gotta submit a full formal report for physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that, a reminder of the day to ease the tense:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;be in this world if you were a stranger or a traveler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Prophet Muhammad pbuh]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does indeed remind me of a whole lotsa things... especially, about the things that i've gotta prioritize in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i'm in a library right now. it's bout to close so, gotta sccot! toodlez and wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-7223451007403062190?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7223451007403062190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=7223451007403062190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/7223451007403062190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/7223451007403062190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/scoot.html' title='scoot!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-4352258344489753919</id><published>2007-08-04T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T05:16:54.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sickly sick</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demam. sakit kepala. thank God for panadol. no worries, i'm okay. i think so. heaps of thanks to those who babysit me while i was having a major headache and fever during the last two days i.e. ziq and amalina. only Allah can repay what u guys had done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about sick... know what, i'm learning about worms in one of the biology course. so, the three types of worms i'm learning about are platyhelminthes or flatworms, annelida or segmented worms and nematoda or roundworms. what makes me sick about this whole wormy thing is that some of these worms are parasitic. before i blabbed any further, let me introduce what is annelids or platyhelminthes or nematods. annelids are like those cacing tanah that you can find in your backyard. platyhelminthes are like those cacing pita that had been warned to manifest the guts of those children who are sooo degil in not wearing their shoes while playing outside. nematods are like those cacing kerawit that share the same horrific stories as cacing pita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think that those nurses talking about cacing pita and cacing kerawit back in your primary school will make you cringe, think about how much you will cringe when you hear your lecturer explaining every single detail of how these parasitic worms manifest your body. what's more, she's explaining her own experience in having some of those worms in her body too. and we gotta see some of the most gory sights of worms squiggling inside someone's leg and those gzillion worms taken out from someone's gut. disturbing? yes. it is. i mean those wormy creatures are living inside you. yes, you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. maybe you'll think "that's impossible. no way i got those worms in my body." think again. only 2% of humans don't have a nematode parasite in their body. and your chance of having at least a single nematode in your body is actually pretty high i must say. well, as for me, i like to think that i am one of those lucky 2% of the population. huahuahua! *sedapkan hati sendiri*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there is a way to prevent them. [yes. yes. thank God!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most effective and efficient way [which i've been reminded multiple times by my lecturer] is:&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT EAT FAECES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. you may be laughing right now thinking "like i'm going to eat any". well mister, the world is not as safe as you think it is. you may not eating it directly [like who's going to? unless dia orang gila le] but it's easy for you to eat it indirectly. well, my lecturer says so. and to think about it, it is true. i'm not gonna explain the process in details. you can think about it for yourself anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think that's enough cringing for the day, rite? till then, wassalam! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-4352258344489753919?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4352258344489753919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=4352258344489753919&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4352258344489753919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4352258344489753919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/sickly-sick.html' title='sickly sick'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-4907482374541990896</id><published>2007-07-27T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T04:34:42.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>people</title><content type='html'>yes. the laziness of updating me bloggy had been settling in for almost a week. well, honestly i do feel like updating me dear bloggy during this few days but once i opened my laptop, it just doesn't feel like it. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i'm updating it now... so, these are the few highlights i've been saving for you guys during this few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numero uno:&lt;br /&gt;me and ziq went to canberra centre last saturday. while we were walking in the midst of the crowd hassling into shops [which currently are on sale], suddenly, there's a voice shouting right at the back of my head, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SUICIDE BOMBER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, "what the?! is he shouting at me?" and i saw this old man in his fifties walking very fast passing me by. while i was trying to figure out what just happened a moment ago, the old man just disappeared into the crowds. by then, i just realized that i've been harassed [first time woo kena].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the lower ground level of canberra center...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ziq was walking again among the crowded canberra centre's foodcourt. and out of a sudden, someone asked us, "APA KHABAR?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us looked at an old man sitting on a bench smiling at us, waiting for our response. well, of course we replied back, "khabar baik!" even though we're still quite shocked from the previous harassment. and we smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... to think back, i really like to thanked both of the pakciks for making my day. thanks for showing me that humans do come from both of the extremes; either provocatingly jahat or unreasonably baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numero dos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was thursday. and like every other thursdays on every other week, there will be thursday market around union court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday, while ziq, amalina and me were walking along uni avenue, there was some kind of commotion at union court. well, at first, i'm not interested at all coz i gotta rush back to prepare for my lab. but in the end, curiosity get the best out of me. so, we decided to check out what the heck is going on at union court coz there seem to be quite a whole lot of people to be hanging around and watching something which seemed very interesting to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, amalina went first to check out the whole thing, but then, she suddenly ran back towards me and ziq, grabbed our hands and brought us away from watching the whole thing. apparently, she told us, that there's a naked man standing in union court!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, we walked away. *goosebumps* horror. giler horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the horror doesn't stop there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about five minutes later, ziq and amalina was running while shaking their heads towards MCC which is not the usual route to go back from the science faculty. as for me, i'm still in confusion and ran together with them while shouting "kenapa?!" non-stopping to both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is, there's actually another naked man running to the union court... that's why ziq and amalina ran. and as for me, i didn't even notice there was a naked man passing us by. uhuh. guess i have a low awareness of things happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew* thank God, my eyes are still being preserved from those hideous and horrifying sights.&lt;br /&gt;seriously la, mat salleh ni memang tak tau malu. kalau tak malu pun, jangan la mencemarkan mata-mata anak-anak gadis yang innocent macam kami. ade ke buat scavenger hunt tak pakai apa-apa. gila tol.*dush*dush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numero tres:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just ran out of uni's internet quota. what's more it's -279 MB. negative! eheh. let just say that i was trying to do an experiment on how fast is the uni's internet connection, so i downloaded this huge file [about 389MB, not so huge la sebenarnya. exaggerate sket :P]. and alas, i did manage to safely downloaded the whole thing in just half an hour. but then, i can't save the file in my virtual disk in the intranet because it's too big. and i forgot to bring my pendrive. great. 389MB wasted just like that. coz once i logged out from the computer, the whole thing will be gone. great. just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gents, this is another accomplishment of nadia's real-life experiments. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;guess i'm trying to say that humans can be somehow be very foolish of their own action without realizing the thing that they are doing is indeed a thing which will not give any benefits to them. God had given a really valuable thing for us, human beings to use; aqal. use it. don't use it aimlessly. the instructions to maximize the usage had already been revealed in Al-Quran and As-Sunnah. guide aqal with both of these treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's a very important reminder to you, nadia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, wassalam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-4907482374541990896?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4907482374541990896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=4907482374541990896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4907482374541990896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4907482374541990896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/people.html' title='people'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-4673998903440949674</id><published>2007-07-16T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T05:57:37.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the second half</title><content type='html'>first day of second semester 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 degrees celcius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam: you have FOUR labs in a week?!&lt;br /&gt;me: yup. monday to thursday. two to five.&lt;br /&gt;sam: you're definitely goin to be a very busy woman.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;sam: well, GOOD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;me: thanks. i really need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diversity of life, molecular biology, life physics, chemistry. apekah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logbooks, quizzes, experiments, projects, formal lab reports. again, apekah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously don't know what to expect for this second semester. huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, God willing, i'll make it through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. just found out that my first bio lab will be: SNAIL DISSECTION.&lt;br /&gt;interesting ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;but, isn't it easier to just stomp on a snail with your foot, and all the inner yucky things of the snail will come out, rite?&lt;br /&gt;then again, that's so unscientific... [and most of the organs of the snails will be squished anyway]&lt;br /&gt;so, we have to do it in a more systematic way: dissect the poor snail and look at their &lt;em&gt;morphology&lt;/em&gt; of each structure through microscope or magnifying glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess, that goes for the rest of the semester too... be more systematic, nadia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with four labs in a week, i think i have to organise myself in a more systematic way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: good luck to all my buddies out there who'll start school this week and next week [i'm sooo jealous of you guys! :P] too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-4673998903440949674?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4673998903440949674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=4673998903440949674&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4673998903440949674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4673998903440949674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/second-half.html' title='the second half'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-3063056146932686341</id><published>2007-07-03T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T07:36:08.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>melbourne: on the move</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melbourne is awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went back from winter camp at portsea camp, mornington peninsular. again, only one word to describe it: awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked my exam results today. alhamdulillah! it was erm... &lt;strike&gt;good&lt;/strike&gt; ok... i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in melbourne city right now... to be more precise, college square. thanx a bunch mai/muna [slalo termix-up dua2 nama tu :P... but nvm, it will still refer to the same dear cik maimunah :)]. and arigato muna, for letting me stay at CS for the next few days! [and for lending me ur laptop too, muna!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of thanx too to kak elly n kak noni for letting me stay at their house. i love the feeling of the wooden townhouse in clayton. it has a warm feeling in it, just like their tenants :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i learned within these few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be concious. the one i'm studying for and the one i'm living for. because life is not all about fame and fortune, nadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be aware. they had planned and are still planning. so, we must planned too. but the Best Planner is still Allah SWT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to remember. dunia is a temporary abode. destination: ∞!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;well, that's all for now. wassalam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-3063056146932686341?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3063056146932686341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=3063056146932686341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/3063056146932686341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/3063056146932686341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/melbourne-on-move.html' title='melbourne: on the move'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-2289153849374404730</id><published>2007-06-21T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T05:50:37.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>off</title><content type='html'>and i'm off to melbourne first thing in the morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-2289153849374404730?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2289153849374404730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=2289153849374404730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2289153849374404730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2289153849374404730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/off.html' title='off'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-5846055448805749987</id><published>2007-06-16T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T05:57:21.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i saw it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RnPb4rNEoNI/AAAAAAAAACw/VW1GbvTcZZ8/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076642971693392082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RnPb4rNEoNI/AAAAAAAAACw/VW1GbvTcZZ8/s320/DSC01061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SubhanAllah! a BIG colourful rainbow at union court [gambar tersebut tidak di-edit langsung menggunakan photoshop, ye. terima kasih.]. every single colour on the rainbow is visible. thank God i didn't bump into any poles while walking along uni avenue because i was too mesmerized by the rainbow. :)&lt;br /&gt;see... i told ya that the world seems much nicer when exams are over! well, at least in my uni it is. ehehe... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-5846055448805749987?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5846055448805749987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=5846055448805749987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/5846055448805749987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/5846055448805749987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-saw-it.html' title='i saw it!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RnPb4rNEoNI/AAAAAAAAACw/VW1GbvTcZZ8/s72-c/DSC01061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-6785405449843941840</id><published>2007-06-16T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T06:25:38.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one whole litre of tears [or maybe more]</title><content type='html'>before i blabbed any further, i just wanna remind you guys that i am NOT a jdo-drama fan, again, i repeat, i am NOT a fan of jdo-drama or whatever thing that you called it. seriously, i'm not into it at all. and another thing, i had NEVER cried in front of a TV or any computer screen just because of some drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, this one drama series is an exception. one litre of tears. man, i've watched it like two consecutive times already. just finished the whole thing yesterday. 11 episodes in 2 days. heh! much faster than my 1st time, which is 11 episodes in 1 week [the first time is after SACE. haha, meraikan kemerdekaan dari ausmat. :P]. well, glad that skin burned the whole season in a dvd just for moi. [thanks skin! and i miss you so much!] and i even watched the special extended episode today! oh man, it did made me cry... a little bit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This dorama is about a girl who was diagnosed with a disease called &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spinocerebellar Degeneration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; when she was 15 years old, and was able to continue her life until her death at the age of 25 years old.&lt;br /&gt;The plot is based on the true story of a Japanese girl named Kito Aya, who had the same disease. She kept writing in her diary to remember her experiences until she could no longer hold a pen. Aya simply wished to live until the end of her life, and the purpose of writing in the diary was to remind herself to not give up. She shed tears many times, at the same time encompassed by the rich love and support from her family, friends, and boyfriend. Her diary “1 Litre of Tears” was published after her death, because of its inspiring and courageous message of, “Just being alive is such a lovely and wonderful thing.” So far, over 18,000,000 copies of her diary have been sold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i bawled like a baby&lt;/strike&gt; i cried &lt;strong&gt;a little&lt;/strong&gt; during the whole drama. it was a touching and sooo totally sad drama! i mean, GROWN MEN even cried when watching it! that's how sad the whole drama is. and definitely worth watching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't have that whole mushy love stories. it's about family. it's about life. i cried &lt;strong&gt;a little&lt;/strong&gt; whenever there's a heart-wrenching scene of aya [heroin dalam citer tu] and her mum. and, and at the ending of almost each episode, because in the end they will show some excerpts from aya's real diary, and it'll just struck your heart and made you cried. oh no, i think i'm gonna cry right now. eheh, kidding. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these are some of the quotes from aya's diary that i really love:&lt;br /&gt;"what's wrong with falling down? ... you can always stand up again. when you fall down, you'll see the blue sky stretching limitlessly, smiling at you."&lt;br /&gt;"health... just having good health is a blissful thing."&lt;br /&gt;"i leave it to okaasan [mum], because she knows what's best for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made you realize that: syukur! i'm alive today! alhamdulillah, i've been granted with good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob*sob* it is definitely a one-litre-of-tears drama, literally. the father cried. the mother cried. of course, the heroin cried laa. even the cool-macho-tough hero cried. all in all, almost everyone cried in the drama, and i betcha you'll cry too. hehe. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're 3 main songs for the drama that i really like. the lyrics are just sooo deep and sad laa. the songs had been successfully been downloaded into my trusty laptop. ehehe... and they are not love songs, ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. i just made my first review on a drama. omg. apekah?! sesungguhnya, ini adalah disebabkan oleh kebosanan tahap maksima. wargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wokeyh, time to pen off. till next time, wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: watching aya's family did remind me of my own family back home. i miss them. i miss them sooo much. ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-6785405449843941840?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6785405449843941840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=6785405449843941840&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6785405449843941840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6785405449843941840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-whole-litre-of-tears-or-maybe-more.html' title='one whole litre of tears [or maybe more]'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-95725805338537458</id><published>2007-06-14T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:27:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>and the world seems much nicer when exams are finally over. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-95725805338537458?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/95725805338537458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=95725805338537458&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/95725805338537458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/95725805338537458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-6596492486472333980</id><published>2007-06-09T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:36:32.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eh, awak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"eh awak, tengok macam saya ni la! saya pandai. bukan macam awak. benda senang macam tu pun awak tak tau? aparra..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"you tengok i ni! cantik/ensem tau! i ni ramai peminat, u tau tak? kalau i senyum sket je, ramai giler yang cair. bukan macam u tu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"tengok sket la... money talks, man! sorrry! no bling-blings, no talk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"aku ni keturunan power-power kau tau tak? jangan main-main! apa klas kawan ngan ko. pegi jauh-jauh sket la. *shooh-shooh*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"dude, just look at me. i'm cool. i'm popular. i got tonnes of friends and other people are just dying to get into my friends list. anybody who's anybody knows me. anyway... er, what's your name again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: saya tau saya bukan macam awak. saya &lt;strong&gt;bersyukur&lt;/strong&gt; saya memang bukan macam awak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;قال رسول الله صلى الله عليه وسلم : بدأ الاسلام غريبا وسيعود غريبا كما بدأ فطوبى للغرباء&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The Prophet SAW said "Islam start as something &lt;strong&gt;strange&lt;/strong&gt; will return back as something &lt;strong&gt;strange&lt;/strong&gt;, paradise is for the strangers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hoho. 1st tyme dpt tulis arabic dlm blog. n yes, this is just a repetitive post. ghuraba'-ness...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074015989306532034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RmqGqLNEoMI/AAAAAAAAACo/1zeFWcKmg7A/s320/normal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;thank you mr. edward monkton for that inspiring interpretation of the abnormality liberation in oneself. [wahaha!]&lt;br /&gt;i'm not normal. i'm different. i'm weird. i'm strange. and i'm loving it! heh! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wokey2... another 2 papers to go. study!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till next time, wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-6596492486472333980?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6596492486472333980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=6596492486472333980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6596492486472333980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6596492486472333980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/eh-awak.html' title='eh, awak...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RmqGqLNEoMI/AAAAAAAAACo/1zeFWcKmg7A/s72-c/normal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-6156658472200017232</id><published>2007-06-05T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:53:08.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ke-shallowness-an manusia</title><content type='html'>shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cekik-cekik*&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;*tumbuk-tumbuk*&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woi, bukak la mata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u just open up those two holes on ur head that got two whitish balls with black round patches in it?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, those two holes with that flip-flappy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, why are you not opening them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, because u're afraid, is it?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;oh, because u're sooo much better than i am?&lt;br /&gt;right... *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep ur eyes shut then.&lt;br /&gt;selamat membutakan mata!&lt;br /&gt;selamat membutakan hati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Allah akan membalas olok-olokan mereka dan membiarkan mereka terumbang-ambing dalam kesesatan mereka. [2:15]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-6156658472200017232?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6156658472200017232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=6156658472200017232&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6156658472200017232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6156658472200017232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/ke-shallowness-manusia.html' title='ke-shallowness-an manusia'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-2086490301436851727</id><published>2007-06-03T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T04:12:40.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nEver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look. see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;niatkan yang sementara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;pasti kan gugur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;sandarkan pada yang kukuh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;should i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;agar kuatnya kan kekal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i should?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;agar teguhnya nan segar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feels like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;sesak. putus-putus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;itu bukan noktahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear al-qalb,&lt;br /&gt;do remember.&lt;br /&gt;do always remember.&lt;br /&gt;please do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[29:2]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-2086490301436851727?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2086490301436851727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=2086490301436851727&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2086490301436851727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2086490301436851727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/never.html' title='nEver'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-6020919538674893793</id><published>2007-05-30T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T03:54:42.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chemically biological</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;salam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew* alas, the last chemistry lecture for this sem had ended! wee~ do the monkey dance with me! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n so, the last lecture had ended with the ever-exciting field of organic chem. no, this is not the sarcastic me talking. it really is that interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lecturer; mr lynch said that organic chem is about the chemistry of nature. that nomenclature thing is just the tip of the iceberg. organic chem is sooo much more than that. mr lynch told me that nature is never that simple, and he told me that the best molecules are the ones that mimic those that are found in nature. so, in a way, organic chemists try to produce molecules that somehow similar to those of naturally made products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just &lt;strike&gt;revised&lt;/strike&gt; glanced through my biology notes on plants. there are actually 20,000 known secondary metabolites in plants or in other words, 20,000 known chemical compounds found in plants. but, the function of these compunds are still unknown &lt;strike&gt;[and it's up to... miss nadiatul akmal to find them out!]&lt;/strike&gt;. and the thing that caught my attention is that there are chemicals expressed on flowers that can determine the flower development itself. these chemicals either work together or alone to control the growth of either the sepals [the green thingy that u see before the petals], the petals, the stamens [the pointy things that have pollens on them or the male part of the flower] and the carpels or pistils [the sticky center of the flower or the female part of the flower]. so... by playing with these chemicals, you can create a mutant flower which have the sepal at the center ke... or the stamen at the most outer side and the petals at the center ke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070373088252503442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rl2VdbP9pZI/AAAAAAAAACI/X2jQjhHB2WM/s320/ap2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is one of the mutant flowers which got carpels on the outside and double stamens on the inside. no petals and no sepals. weird, huh? [sian lak tengok bunge ni...]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070374514181645762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rl2WwbP9pcI/AAAAAAAAACg/qdu14QI4L7U/s320/ag.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;mind you. this is a mutant flower too. this one has petals instead of carpels in the middle and sepals instead of stamen. so, only petals and sepals without any male or female parts of the flower. [macamne bunge nie nak membiak lak? isk3... sian tol la bunge ni...]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinking*&lt;br /&gt;SubhanAllah! nothing and no one can challenge what Allah had created for us, aite? and truly, perfect things are always beautiful but beautiful things are not always perfect. and perfection only comes from al-Khaliq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is then He Who creates like one that creates not? Will ye not receive admonition? If ye would count up the favours of God, never would ye be able to number them: for God is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful. And God doth know what ye conceal, and what ye reveal.&lt;/span&gt; [16: 17-19]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. today is the last chem lab for this sem too! oh, n we gotta consruct molecular models. it was fun... but i &lt;strike&gt;skipped&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;escaped&lt;/strike&gt; went back early coz the class was too &lt;strike&gt;lousy&lt;/strike&gt; loud, so, i ended up constructing the models myself tonight. some of the models that i manage to snap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070369308681282914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rl2SBbP9pWI/AAAAAAAAABw/BDYZb-xbP5Q/s320/DSC01044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;2-butene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070369330156119410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rl2SCrP9pXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LSthSDjmSX8/s320/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;1,2-dichlorocyclopentane &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070369343041021314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rl2SDbP9pYI/AAAAAAAAACA/oCmILunCLOU/s320/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is one of the isomers of C4H8Cl2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nothing much tho. just that i felt like a kid playing with her building blocks when putting those stick and balls stuff together. hoho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aiyark! tomorrow will be the last day of may. n i haven't finished revising for the exams. wargh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;imtihaani... never-ending...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till then, wassalam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-6020919538674893793?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6020919538674893793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=6020919538674893793&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6020919538674893793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6020919538674893793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/chemically-biological.html' title='chemically biological'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rl2VdbP9pZI/AAAAAAAAACI/X2jQjhHB2WM/s72-c/ap2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-2126864395091874144</id><published>2007-05-28T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T16:34:14.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia and sleeping with my eyes opened</title><content type='html'>woa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i must be getting insomnia or sumthing coz i'm having trouble to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously la... my biological clock is getting haywire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tolong! help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my stat lecturer had already noticed me when i'm about to doze off. it's not like a total dozed off coz my eyes are still opened but my whole body is half asleep. i can't write properly [oh... you should see my handwriting when i'm about to doze off. uncomprehendable. hoho.]. i can't focus. i can hear the lecturer's talking but it's just like a background sound which is slowly fading away.... in other words, i'm sleeping with my eyes open. like those fish that u see in the tanks. but without the gills and the fins lah... hehe... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i learned the skill of sleeping with my eyes opened when i was in ausmat. ausmat does teach u alot of stuff, huh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei, ei, exams are coming up. oi! wake up lah, nadia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes. i'm awake. pleaseee let me be fully awake or should i say fully conscious during the lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God, this week is the last week of lectures. eh... but that means... EEEK! there're only 10 days left before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me! please do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already 12.30am. gotta go. till then. wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: to my dearest li'l bro, happy 14th birthday, mohd aiman! may u be a better and soleh-er son and bro! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-2126864395091874144?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2126864395091874144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=2126864395091874144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2126864395091874144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2126864395091874144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/insomnia-and-sleeping-with-my-eyes.html' title='insomnia and sleeping with my eyes opened'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-1050376676800354197</id><published>2007-05-18T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T22:59:50.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changeS</title><content type='html'>yeap. i'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barely breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, nadia... take a deep breath. *inhale* and release. *exhale*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, half of the work had already finished. well, those which are already due are finished laaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to-do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. hpo bio esssay &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2. statistic's assignment #2 &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. statistic's assignment #3&lt;br /&gt;4. hpo slides for seminar&lt;br /&gt;5. bio 1007 seminar sheet&lt;br /&gt;6. bio 1007 slides for seminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;7. prepare for ecology quiz &lt;/strike&gt;[already done the quiz yesterday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;8. submit bio 1007 log book &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. prepare for behavioural ecology quiz&lt;br /&gt;10. chem's lab report [i'm working on it.. gotta submit it this afternoon]&lt;br /&gt;11. STUDY FOR EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta work on the rest of it a.s.a.p.... i know, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up procrastinating bout it till the last minute. pas tu kelam-kabut tak tentu arah. *sigh* when will u change, nadia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading a couple of things, to be more precise, some e-novels; malay ones [no need to get excited ppl. ye. nadia dah pandai bace novel melayu. *roll eyes* :P] and they were ok i guess. typical love stories [wahahaha. lg tak tahan... :P]. ironically, i must say that i enjoyed them coz the writing style was kinda selambe badak je. her [i presume the writer is a girl] english is kinda good and there were many sarcastic lines in the novel and being me as it is, i love sarcasm. and another thing, it didn't involve mushy lovey dovey jiwang things [jgn harap la nak bace novel jiwang. i'll puke at the sight of any jiwang lines]. and it did have some islamic values... kinda... it was ok even tho i kinda disagree in some terms of the novel. nevertheless, i'm not in the position to condemn other ppl's work coz i'm not a novelist myself. so, the thing is, in the novels, she talked bout CHANGE. changing of one's self. making life-changing decisions. how hard it is to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there are 2 kind of changes. direct change and indirect change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;direct change. a change of yourself under the stream of consciousness. in other words, you, yourself wanna change. you got the will to change. it's hard to change into something better. yet, at some point in life, u have to change. it's just a matter of time. changing into something better need lotsa sacrifice. been there. done that. and still struggling to be istiqamah in the things i do. it needs sacrifice coz it involves your own HABITS. a part of urself. things that u love to do. things that might not be good for you even if you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Warfare is ordained for you, though it is hateful unto you; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it may happen that ye hate a thing which is good for you, and it may happen that ye love a thing which is bad for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Allah knoweth, ye know not.[2:216]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indirect change. a change of urself unconsciously. in other words, you didn't realize that u're changing even if u're in the midst of a rapid changing phase. the environment that u lived in determines what u'll become in the end. the things that u see, hear, talk about... they'll change u, one way or another. even if u're saying,"nah... i won't change. i will still be the same me.", u'll change whether u like it or not. it may be a drastic one or it may be in a miniscule scale. bout this indirect change, u may change for the best or u may change for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For him are angels ranged before him and behind him, who guard him by Allah's command. Lo! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allah changeth not the condition of a folk until they (first) change that which is in their hearts; and if Allah willeth misfortune for a folk there is none that can repel it, nor have they a defender beside Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [13:11]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing for &lt;strike&gt;the good of mankind &lt;/strike&gt;the best. changing to be a better muslim. a REAL muslim. enter islam in full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O ye who believe! Come, all of you, into submission (unto Him); and follow not the footsteps of the devil. Lo! he is an open enemy for you. [2:208]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extremist? *sheesh* whatever. fully practicing ur Deen is not an extremist. islam is moderate. it's our fitrah. how can u say ur own fitrah to be extreme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not living in this world to think only for our own selfish self. we got our duties. humans are khalifah and 'abid at the same time. we got our responsibilities, not only to ourselves but to other ppl too... and also to The Most High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm changing too... directly and indirectly. insya'Allah, hopefully it's for the best. to be a better me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-1050376676800354197?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1050376676800354197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=1050376676800354197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/1050376676800354197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/1050376676800354197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/changes.html' title='changeS'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-7860129045024199188</id><published>2007-05-02T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T02:44:56.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trials and tribulations</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in a guantanamo cell... seriously... today at 9.30am! the replica of the cell was on display by the amnesty international at union court. i signed the petition to close guantanamo bay too. [free my innocent muslim brothers!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cell was soooo small and they even got leg shackles in the cell! i can't imagine my muslim brothers living in that small cell... hours after hours... days after days... years after years... and still they persevere with the torturement of those brainless inhumane soldiers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to brother ashraf's talk today. brother ashraf talked about why we need to know so much about judgement day. masya'Allah! it was a great talk [as always! :)]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the talk, brother ashraf told sumthing about Syed Qutb. as we all know, syed qutb wrote Fizilalil Quran while he was in prison. bro ashraf told us at one time, syed qutb was brought to the court, he was coughing and syed qutb asked the court people if he can sit down. he was old and sick and yet, they didn't let syed qutb to sit down! the court people let rapists, robbers, and all those no-good criminals to sit down... but they did not let syed qutb to sit during that whole court hearing thing! and after that, during the day of the persecution of syed qutb, the prison officers did not want to tell syed qutb that he will be executed on that day. on that fateful morning, syed qutb was awaken by the officers and was asked to be taken to some other place but he did not tell syed qutb that he was being brought out for execution. syed qutb suddenly said that last night he dreamt of meeting Prophet Muhammad [pbuh]. in his dream, Rasulullah [pbuh] told syed qutb that on that morning, he will be having breakfast with our beloved Prophet pbuh! SubhanAllah! syed qutb knows that he will be executed on that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trials and tribulations in this world are never-ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the greater one's iman, the greater the trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do men think that they will be left alone on saying, "We believe", and that they will not be tested? [29:2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syed qutb... brothers in guantanamo bay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And they ill-treated them for no other reason than that they believed in God, Exalted in Power, Worthy of all Praise! [85:8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had been put to the test... test of their iman... masya'Allah! they persevere and hold steadfastly to their Deen no matter how hard it is the situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests and trials come in many forms and sizes. directly and indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni life. friends. exams and assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye shall certainly be tried and tested in your possessions and in your personal selves; and ye shall certainly Hear much that will grieve you, from those who received the Book before you and from those who worship many gods. But if ye persevere patiently, and guard against evil, then that will be a determining factor in all affairs. [3:186]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may Allah grant us the strength of iman to overcome all of the trials that might come in our way. insya'Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-7860129045024199188?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7860129045024199188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=7860129045024199188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/7860129045024199188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/7860129045024199188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/trials-and-tribulations.html' title='trials and tribulations'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-3237360433319654044</id><published>2007-04-28T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T06:20:45.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the other side</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is a very light one. and it's all becoz of jelly. this post is for u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been tagged by dear jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes nothing. [drum rolls please...] 6 weird stuff about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. i got a very flexible back bone that i can lowered my body until my nose touch my ankles. hey, not many people can do that you know... well, except for the gymnasts... but they've been trained to do those weird body contortions for ages and i haven't been trained at all in my life. maybe i could join the gymnastic team after this... huahahaha... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. i got a very flexible pinky finger on my left hand that i can bend it until it reach my wrist. yeah. most people think i've broken my little pinky, but people, i haven't broken a single bone in my life [thank God]! it just comes naturally, i guess... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. i couldn't do right turn when i ride my bike. i will not be in a stable position if i do the right turn. dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. i'm attracted to limited edition stuff. and also stuff which had already ran out of stock so i'll be the one who got the last one of its kind. huehehehe... weirdo... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. i got a naturally embedded biological Richter scale. when i'm mad and i can't let it out, my hands will tremble instantaneously. the scale will definitely gone up, if i'm pissed off really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. i once had a phobia of those windshield wipers on cars when i was verrry little. after i had overcome that phobia, i got another weird one; a phobia of esclators. the thing is, i'm not actually scared of esclators, it's just that i was very little at that time and it seems that whenever i wanna step on the esclators, i didn't know when is the exact time to actually put my feet on the moving platforms coz it is just too fast for me and i'm afraid that i will fall down if i didn't step on it quickly. and the other thing is that when it is actually the time to step off the esclators, i'm scared that if i'm not fast enough, i will get suck down by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all. some of the things from my pandora's box. haha... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people that i've tagged are: yana, yiau hoong, lutfi, yeam, farida and mr. yap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i better start the bio essay, pronto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, wassalam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-3237360433319654044?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3237360433319654044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=3237360433319654044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/3237360433319654044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/3237360433319654044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/04/other-side.html' title='the other side'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-6960036969340403036</id><published>2007-04-22T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T06:46:09.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hollydaze</title><content type='html'>salam my brothers and sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a looong time since i updated this blog. so here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do during the holidays? it's a 2 weeks holidays btw. other uni ppl only got one week of holidays je. muehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELBOURNE.&lt;br /&gt;SubhanaAllah. i learned so much during my days in melbourne. one of the reason that i didn't want to update my blog straight away after i arrived from melbourne is that i will tend to express all of the excitement in one post which i think is not very convenient as it will go on and on and on without stopping. same like the previous sentence. haha. ok, back to the real stuff. so, these are some of the program tentative of my days in melbourne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. got busted by the airport ppl for carrying explosive stuff. haha. joking. but i was scanned for explosive stuff before the flight. and at that time, my flight was about to take off in another 10 minutes. do i look like i'm about to detonate some explosive in an airplane? oh yeah. i got a hijab on. forgot about that. hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. eye opening events which reflect the real stuff in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. went to Mercy Mission program at unimelb which is totally awesome. i got the chance to hear a talk by yvonne ridley. there were other talks by other ustazs coming from us and uk which were really great. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. gotta see the other side of melbourne by bike. just accompanied ina with her friends on a field trip. woohoo. my first field trip. with ina, kak sufiah (only the 3 of us are malaysians), jordan, sarah (both of them are aussies), faye and i can't remember the other girl's name. huhu. 35km. 6 hours. how about that? hoho. i didn't believe it myself that i actually cycled from merri creek to yarra river [refer to a map]. it was tiring but it was worth it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. camping in wilson prom. subhanaAllah! such beautiful views of the sea and sunset and stars. oh how beautiful were the stars. subhanaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. shopped at vic mark and smith st. no comment. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. undescribable events etched in my mind. remembering me about how strong the bond of ukhuwah is. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays were sumthing alrite. and after i got back, my days were filled with the joy of doing assignments i.e. lab reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah. anyhow, i'm thankful. syukur alhamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He whom Allah leadeth, he indeed is led aright, while he whom Allah sendeth astray - they indeed are losers. [7:178]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last day of my holidays btw. back to school then. hey, look at the bright side. new things awaits me. huahahaha... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeyh. i really gotta go rite now. sleepy. got class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-6960036969340403036?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6960036969340403036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=6960036969340403036&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6960036969340403036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6960036969340403036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/04/hollydaze.html' title='hollydaze'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-2679045136824158976</id><published>2007-04-01T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:35:41.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ummati</title><content type='html'>salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the launching of the canberra muslim community at abu bakr mosque. i'm one of the organisers. haha. organiser la sgt... huhu... just lending some helping hand to the sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sumthing alrite. heck, i met jon stanhope [chief minister of ACT] and steve pratt [shadow minister of urban services, police and emergency services and multicultural affairs]. menteri kat malaysia pon tak pnah jumpe. huhu... n i even got an upclose look at the real and authentic minang traditional dress from indonesia. kat malaysia takde la plak nak jumpe. huehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was heckuva night. it was like holding a kenduri in some small town like the mcleod's daughters lived, at a mosque with the presence of some important government people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met so many people from different backgrounds and different countries, united by the syahadah. =) iran, pakistan, afghanistan, egypt, indonesia, india, australia, somalia, palestine. u name it. oh n malaysia. hehe. tertinggal plak. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most important thing is that i learnt so many things yesterday. i learned no matter how good we see the westerners are, their manners can't be compared to the manners of the malays. really. the malay tradition is full of sopan. yeap. sopan je. santun kureng. huhu. on the other hand, the westerners are really santun. meaning they can talk really good and it sounds so reassuring and sweet. yet again, as i said before, they lack of sopan. [thanx to kak didi for the interpretation of the psychological behaviour of last night's guests. =)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the other thing that i noticed about muslim community [that includes moi], is that... erm... let just say, we need to improve in lotsa things. the situation in canberra last night somehow resembles a lot like the malaysian community. gotta improved these things from the basics. like our beloved Prophet pbuh did once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n our Prophet had celebrated his birthday yesterday too. 12 Rabiul Awal 1428H. 31 March 2007. unconditional love... unexpressed by words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The Prophet is preferable for the believers even to their own selves... [33:6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We have not sent you (O Prophet) but as rahmah to all the worlds. [21:107]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Undoubtedly, God and His angels love, glorify and bless the Prophet. O believers! You (too) love, glorify and bless the Prophet and salute him with all due respect. [33:56]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly, he had endured so much sufferings to convey to the ignorants about the greatest gifts in life - Iman n Islam. may peace be upon you, ya habibi ya Muhammad, the Mercy to All Creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-2679045136824158976?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2679045136824158976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=2679045136824158976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2679045136824158976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2679045136824158976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/04/ummati.html' title='ummati'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-6774393180484421036</id><published>2007-03-29T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:29:59.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xm.</title><content type='html'>salam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. been so busy lately. didn't hv any tyme to update my bloggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa things are happening. new things that i might not be familiar of. huhu. i'm learning. i am still. i will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persevere. persevere in patience and constancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my mid-xm test for chemistry today. n another mid-xm test for statistics next week. pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O ye who believe! Endure, outdo all others in endurance, be ready, and observe your duty to Allah, in order that ye may succeed. [3:200]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya Rabb, how assuring it is to hear Your Words~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-6774393180484421036?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6774393180484421036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=6774393180484421036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6774393180484421036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6774393180484421036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/xm.html' title='xm.'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-4937842426169287936</id><published>2007-03-10T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:17:30.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>great things come in small packages</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 2 significant things that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing:&lt;br /&gt;went to my first bio lab. i was terrified of not doing the right thing and just messed up the whole experiment. but alhamdulillah! i got a cool lab partner and everything went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lab partner is hanna and she's from canberra. we got into a chat while sketching the cells that we had to look at. [MasyaAllah! believe me, all of the cells are really beautiful! SubhanaAllah! especially, the cytoplasmic streaming of the cells in &lt;em&gt;Nitella sp.&lt;/em&gt; and in &lt;em&gt;Tradescantia&lt;/em&gt; hair cells. =)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanna seems so excited to have me as her lab partner. she said that i seems to know a whole lot of the stuff on cells and microscope. which, i think is kinda absurd. huhu... i told her that i knew about them coz i've got to go through a preparation course before going here. yeah... thank God for ausmat! can't believe i'm really GLAD of going through ausmat. haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lecturer for the course is dr. peter janssen. and he was really helpful. he went to my desk twice. and he drew me some of the things that i need to take notice about the whole cell structure. he used my microscope [yes. i've got my own microscope. well, not practically MINE, but i've to use the same microscope for every experiments and the best thing is, i don't have to share it with anyone else... hehe...] to look at the cytoplasmic streaming of the hair cells of the Tradescantia flowers. he told me about why the hens gotta turn her eggs 3 times a day. he even told me a joke. which i didn't get. it is a joke on the Kreb's cycle [Kreb's cycle is a citric acid cycle in living cells]. yup. it is a science joke. and he end up laughing about it by himself. hihi... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, i've got to see some of the wonderful and beautiful creation of Allah at cellular level. SubhanAllah! really, they are wonderful! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Behold! in the creation of the heavens and the earth; in the alternation of the night and the day; in the sailing of the ships through the ocean for the profit of mankind; in the rain which God sends down from the skies, and the life which He gives therewith to an earth that is dead; in the beasts of all kinds that He scatters through the earth; in the change of the winds, and the clouds which they Trail like their slaves between the sky and the earth;- (Here) indeed are Signs for a people that are wise. [2:164]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second thing:&lt;br /&gt;went for a short picnic at university avenue. haha. takde keje. ziq and me was about to commence the project of the day [haha. which is downloading stuff from the internet without having to worry about the shortage of quota for internet connection. it's quite a fast wifi connection.], when 3 men approached us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are from iran. and one of the men, i called him pakcik #1, is taping a video for her daughter about ANU and canberra to reassure her that they are muslims who study here and it is ok to study here. and he taped me blabbering about canberra and ANU. haha. ziq got taped too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik #2 asked me bout my studies and all of that stuff. he took some pictures of me and ziq. pakcik #3 were jealous of pakcik #1 and pakcik #2 coz he can't speak english. so, he can't talk to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subhanaAllah! the bonding of Islam is really beautiful. no matter where you are from, you seem to be connected to other muslim brothers and sisters. thanx to all of the pakciks to remind us bout that! hehe... hope to meet pakcik #1's daughter who will be studying here next year. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O mankind! reverence your Guardian-Lord, who created you from a single person, created, of like nature, His mate, and from them twain scattered (like seeds) countless men and women;- reverence God, through whom ye demand your mutual (rights), and (reverence) the wombs (That bore you): for God ever watches over you. [4:1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after exchanging salam,we continued with our major plan and all of the pakciks went to the lake. and as we about to leave, it was starting to get cold. and we realized that we are already in autumn. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah! what a lovely day Allah had given me after a-not-so-good tutorial day; 2 days prior to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time, TTFN and wassalam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-4937842426169287936?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4937842426169287936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=4937842426169287936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4937842426169287936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4937842426169287936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/allah-knows-best.html' title='great things come in small packages'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-7123651338221609733</id><published>2007-03-05T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:18:12.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond face value</title><content type='html'>Salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scene #1&lt;/strong&gt;: obstructed in the middle of the road by a stranger asking skeptical(?) questions. look at &lt;a href="http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/curiosity-kills-cat.html"&gt;the post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scene #2&lt;/strong&gt;: went to vysa versa with amalina. greeted by a nice pizza &lt;strike&gt;boy&lt;/strike&gt; man, "Assalamualaikum, sisters!". i was smiling. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pizza man asked us, "are u guys from indonesia?"&lt;br /&gt;"no. we are malaysians."&lt;br /&gt;"aaa..."&lt;br /&gt;"how about you?"&lt;br /&gt;"i'm from lebanon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are kinda undecided to buy which pizza for our dinner. took us some time to decide which one to buy. alas, we decided to buy half of hawaiian and half of pepperoni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i give you this becoz you are sisters..."&lt;br /&gt;the pizza man actually gave us a big piece of the most expensive pizza at vysa versa. alhamdulillah... rezeqi... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we got one whole huge pizza. plus the big special piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scene #3&lt;/strong&gt;: out to lake burley griffin with ziq yesterday evening. felt so cramped in our room. huhu... amik angin... took a long cut to the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were strolling, we heard a screeching sound like a bike coming to a hault. it was coming from the back. we quickly gave way. tak mo kene langgar. huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually, it was a man on roller skates. and he greeted us with "Assalamualaikum!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heee. i was smiling. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of it happened because of one thing: hijab. that is the significant thing that people noticed. and i'm appreciating it even more. more than words can described it. truly, what Allah told us to do is only for the best of ourselves. masyaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;O you Children of Adam! We have bestowed on you raiment to cover your shame as well as to be an adornment to you. But the raiment of righteousness, that is the best. Such are among the Signs of Allah, that they may receive admonition. [7:26]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So set thy purpose (O Muhammad) for religion as a man by nature upright - the nature (framed) of Allah, in which He hath created man. There is no altering (the laws of) Allah's creation. That is the right religion, but most men know not. [30:30]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;O Prophet, tell your wives and your daughters and the women of the believers to draw their cloaks close round them (when they go abroad). That will be better, so that they may be recognised and not annoyed. Allah is ever Forgiving, Merciful. [33:59] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O Allah! I ask You for Your Love, the love of those who love You, and deeds which will cause me to attain Your Love. O Allah! Make Your Love dearer to me than myself, my family and the cold water~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-7123651338221609733?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7123651338221609733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=7123651338221609733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/7123651338221609733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/7123651338221609733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/beyond-face-value.html' title='beyond face value'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-4887550814331515633</id><published>2007-03-04T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:18:52.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>revamped!</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looky looky! it's a new template... ehehe... alhamdulillah it turned out okay... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a pully too at the top of the page. leh maen tarik2... hihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway, gotta study la... isk3... xm nk dekat. cpat study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-4887550814331515633?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4887550814331515633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=4887550814331515633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4887550814331515633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4887550814331515633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/04/revamped.html' title='revamped!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-3826810074574219011</id><published>2007-02-28T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:52:40.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hujan batu di negeri orang, hujan emas di negeri sendiri, lg baek kat negeri sndiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was a storm last night. after a few minutes of rain, it started raining hailstones... little cube of ice falling from the sky. masyaAllah! n within a few minutes, unilodge is covered with ice. ape lagi, sume orang tron bawah maen ais tgh2 mlm bute... woohoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036518116800847666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/ReVOiui73zI/AAAAAAAAABI/6b_PnanqZLU/s320/hail+stones+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;sejok maen2 ais tgh2 malam... tangan rase cam nak beku... tapi best! ehehe~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. org2 yg jakun tgk ais tu termasuk la saye... ehehehe... btw, aussie pon jakun gak tgk ais. the asians were not the only ones who are busy photographing themselves with the chunks of ice. aussies pon same jek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036518206995160898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/ReVOn-i730I/AAAAAAAAABQ/-vVhsXlkq5Q/s320/hail+stones+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;unilodge covered with ice... &lt;/p&gt;there were quite a lot of damage around the city as it is the only part of canberra that experienced such a storm. other suburbs were not affected at all. and as ANU is situated at the heart of the city, it was affected quite badly. oh, i just received an email from uni:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dear Student,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The storm on Tuesday night caused damage to some 70 buildings on the ANU campus. Damage ranges from relatively minor to extensive. Owing to the damage to our teaching spaces, the University will not conduct lectures, tutorials or laboratory sessions on Wednesday 28 February, Thursday 1 March or Friday 2 March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, there will be no class for the whole week! uhuhuhu... kne study... mid exam tggl brape minggu je ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, wassalam~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-3826810074574219011?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3826810074574219011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=3826810074574219011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/3826810074574219011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/3826810074574219011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/hujan-batu-di-negeri-orang-hujan-emas.html' title='hujan batu di negeri orang, hujan emas di negeri sendiri, lg baek kat negeri sndiri'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/ReVOiui73zI/AAAAAAAAABI/6b_PnanqZLU/s72-c/hail+stones+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-6407088745731756514</id><published>2007-02-24T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T05:10:26.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>curiosity kills the cat</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho... today i went to the national musuem of australia wit my best buddies. =)&lt;br /&gt;best2! but i'm tired due to the long walk to the museum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, tdo jap kat umah before going to belconnen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first tyme naek bas kat canberra... weee~ ehehe... went to belconnen mall wit ziq, amalina and kak diyana. shop for sum stuff... but not too much stuff la... the mall is small je... tak tertanding pon ngan mall2 di malaysia terchenta yg besa2 tu... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enuf bout the mall la kan... that's not today's highlight pon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's highlight is [jeng3~]:&lt;br /&gt;after shopping at belconnen, we went back by bus la jugak kan. then, just as we came down from the bus and heading back to unilodge, there's one caucasian guy 'obstructing' our way. terkejut gak tetibe die halang cam tu kan. then, he asked us, "girls, why are u wearing this thing?" sambil menunjuk kat tudong kak diyana. hoho... at that tyme, i know that this is one of the moment that kak nadia had oredi told me to prepare for: the curiosity of the australians especially about hijab/tudong/veil. saksikan dialog seterusnye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ziq:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;this thing? it's a veil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;kak diyana:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this thing is to cover our head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the annoying man:&lt;/span&gt; oww. so, you can't show anything like your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;kak diyana:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the annoying man:&lt;/span&gt; like even a li'l bit of flesh of your biseps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;kak diyana:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the annoying man:&lt;/span&gt; oww... okay... i want to ask you a personal question to you guys. [tyme ni dah cuak giler daaa.... wuwuwu~] what if you have a boyfriend and you wanna have *toot* with him. do you take it off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nadia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[monolog dalaman]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;isk... apehal lak mat salleh ni... nak carik psl pe? isk... saba je la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;kak diyana:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no. no. we can't take it off. we can't take it off until we got married. we can't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nadia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we can't even touch men.&lt;/span&gt; [ooops.. dh tercakap kuat dah tyme ni psl dh tak leh nak dok diam je... nak gak bantai mat salleh ni... hoho...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the annoying man:&lt;/span&gt; woa... but what about the desire?!!! [sambil tangan2 die naek nak mencakapkan psl desire]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nadia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[monolog dalaman]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eh... alamak! cam dh tersalah ckp je ni... mat salleh ni kang pikir ntah pe2 plak ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nadia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we can't do that until we got married. we are taking a really good care of ourselves for our husbands. so that, our husbands will get the best out of us.&lt;/span&gt; [hoho... i can't believe i said that straight to that man's face... but alhamdulillah, i've been given the chance to speak out... tho, i'm not sure what i said was the best thing to be said or not]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;kak diyana:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;are you guys australians?&lt;/span&gt; [that annoying man is actually with his friend... who's (thank God) not that curious as him]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the annoying man:&lt;/span&gt; yeah... i'm a convict. n u dun wanna mess with a convict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tyme die ckp die convict tu mmg dh cuak giler la... adoi... ]&lt;br /&gt;kitorg tyme ni dh nak cabut dah... we started to walk AWAY from the convict. huhu... cuak2~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the annoying man:&lt;/span&gt; okay then... nice to meet you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas tu, kitorg cabut le... tak kuase nak tggu lame2 lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERHATIAN:&lt;/strong&gt; dialog kat atas tu dah diringkas sket. but that's bout it... that situation really had happened to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astagha... tyme tu, only God knows how gelabah + cuak + terrified i am... seb baek kak diyana ade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lom sampai pon sebulan dok kat sini, dtg satu ujian. kat canberra ni, susah gak nak jumpe orang pakai tudong. even in my whole lecture, only the three of us [amalina, ziq and me] wear tudong... only the three of us in all of the 3 main subjects that we take for this sem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Be sure we shall test you with something of fear and hunger, some loss in goods or lives or the fruits (of your toil), but give glad tidings to those who patiently persevere," [2:155]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ye shall certainly be tried and tested in your possessions and in your personal selves; and ye shall certainly Hear much that will grieve you, from those who received the Book before you and from those who worship many gods. But if ye persevere patiently, and guard against evil,-then that will be a determining factor in all affairs." [3:186]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"And We shall try you until We test those among you who strive their utmost and persevere in patience; and We shall try your reported (mettle)." [47:31]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insya'Allah, Allah will give us strength and the right guidance along our way, living in canberra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i miss my family. i miss my friends. i miss malaysia. do pray for me keyh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-6407088745731756514?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6407088745731756514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=6407088745731756514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6407088745731756514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/6407088745731756514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/curiosity-kills-cat.html' title='curiosity kills the cat'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-1829919737169485474</id><published>2007-02-22T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:29:15.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdness?</title><content type='html'>In the name of Allah, the Beneficient, the Merciful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, i've survived another day as a university student. well, it has been only 3 days je... n the tutes and pracs haven't started yet... but i guess, i oredi got an idea how hectic my life will be after this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033869151970419634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RdvlUrj-Y7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Zz9Amig32Po/s320/uni+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are really beautiful in canberra. i luv the trees. Subhanallah! cantikkk... especially along the river at uni and at the university avenue... =) n the lake with that big Captain Cook fountain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite all the luvly things, there are also the not-so-luvly side of things... [well, nothing is perfect isn't it?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe i'm goin tru the culture shock period... but actually, i don't even know what culture shock really means... huhu... so, i don't even realize if i am really in a culture shock or not... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz the thing is, whenever i found out about how different it is for things being done over here, i guess i know why they are being done in such a way by the aussies. but when i found out about how different it is for things being done here by some of my "brothers n sisters" from the same country as moi, i find it's kinda weird. well, not everyone but only some of them. as weird as i find them, maybe they also find me weird in a sense that my way of doing things are somehow different from them. alhamdulillah, i've got a friend + roomate + course-mate who looks at things in the same view as i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'An Abi Hurairah radhiallahu 'anhu qaala, qaala Rasulullahi Sallallahu 'alaihi wasallam bada'al Islamu ghariban wasaya'udu kama bada'a ghariban, fatooba lil ghurabaa'.&lt;/span&gt; (Sahih Muslim bisyarhin Nawawi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maksudnye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dari Abu Hurairah radhiallaahu 'anhu, dia berkata: Rasulullah Sallallahu 'alaihi wasallam bersabda: "Islam bermula dalam keadaan asing, dan akan kembali sebagaimana ia bermula (sebagai sesuatu yang) asing; maka berbahagialah bagi kaum ghuraba' (orang-orang yang asing tersebut)".&lt;/span&gt; [H.R.Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word ghariiban actually is derived from the word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;al-Ghurbah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [i luv this word =)]. the word al-Ghurbah has two meanings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) makna yang bersifat jelas seperti &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seseorang hidup di negeri orang lain (bukan negeri sendiri) sebagai orang asing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [now u know why i luv that word =)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) makna yang bersifat maknawi [n this is what it means in the hadis] iaitu bahawa &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;seseorang dalam keistiqamahannya, ibadahnya, berpegang teguh dengan agama dan menghindari fitnah-fitnah yang timbul adalah merupakan orang yang asing di tengah kaum yang tidak memiliki prinsip seperti demikian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sumhow assures me that it is ok to have the ghuraba-ness [or weirdness as sum people put it]. i'm not perfect, mind you. but this is definitely a reminder to me. and to all my friends out there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx to kak nadia who reminds me bout this! =) jazaks for the word of wisdom from sumone who had gone through all of the sweet n bitter of the same canberra that i'm living in right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Wert thou to follow the common run of those on earth, they will lead thee away from the way of God. They follow nothing but conjecture: they do nothing but lie."&lt;/span&gt; [6:16]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insya'Allah, hopefully everything will be alright [or okay or fine or any word that means good]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till then, wassalam~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-1829919737169485474?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1829919737169485474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=1829919737169485474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/1829919737169485474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/1829919737169485474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/weirdness.html' title='weirdness?'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RdvlUrj-Y7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Zz9Amig32Po/s72-c/uni+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-2817148713126233060</id><published>2007-02-17T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T06:08:56.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hitting the ground running eyh?</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;classes will start on monday... weee~ [uhuhuhu...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think &lt;strike&gt;22 contact hours&lt;/strike&gt; the exciting university life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think &lt;strike&gt;thick textbooks&lt;/strike&gt; the sea of knowledge that are waiting to be explored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think &lt;strike&gt;lab reports&lt;/strike&gt; the process of unravelling the mind-boggling mysteries of science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and may i present to you [drum rolls please...] the awesome science textbooks, bought by moi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032475306233848738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RdbxoLj-Y6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/DXLEuOAc8vc/s320/shopping+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah... n i carried ALL of them, all the waaaaaaayyyy from the bookshop to my apartment.... rase cam nk terputos jari... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the price for each of the books [from the top] are stated as below:&lt;br /&gt;a) chemistry: an intro to organic, inorganic &amp;amp; physical chem: $127.10 ---&gt; got it for $115.15&lt;br /&gt;b) campbell's biology [australian edition]: $134.95 ---&gt;got it for $121.45&lt;br /&gt;c) knox's biology: $100+++ ---&gt;got it for $30.00&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;both of the chem n campbell's bio are brand new books but i got discounts for it coz i'm a proud(?) member of the co-op bookstore... kihkihkih... [they'll give u a free bag with sum free stuff in it... got sum free jelly beans too... but i didnt eat them... nmpk cam tak best... =P] n the last one, i got it from the 2nd hand bookstore for a reference text... kuikuikui.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but... that's the sacrifice... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for the sake of learning (?)... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for the sake of knowledge(?)... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the sake of my Deen [lillahi ta'ala.. insya'Allah]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till then, assalamualaikum n good nite... i'm sleepy... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-2817148713126233060?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2817148713126233060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=2817148713126233060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2817148713126233060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/2817148713126233060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/hitting-ground-running-eyh.html' title='hitting the ground running eyh?'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RdbxoLj-Y6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/DXLEuOAc8vc/s72-c/shopping+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-3389709589337735095</id><published>2007-02-15T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T06:01:44.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari pasar</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the market day... best2... hehe... got so many stalls promoting their clubs... it's like pasar malam but with lots of mat salleh la... hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat did i do today?&lt;br /&gt;1. went to the market day la kan. went to the bicycle booth and pretending like i really wanna buy a bicycle... hehe... actually, i really want a bike but then, the bicycles are too expensive. so, me n ziq went to the bike co-op booth instead. this is the place where u can get a bicycle for $20... wahaha... really! u pay $50 for a bicycle and if u return the bike in one piece, they'll give u $30 back... and it doesn't matter if u wanna use it for the whole year or for 10 years to come... as long as u return it back to them, u'll get ur $30 back... if not, wat harte sendiri je la... muahaha... [tp, tak yah la nak wat harte sendiri, not worth it at all] but at the bike co-op, the bikes are big... n the seats are quite high... so, i tried to ride one of the bikes. couldn't balance myself properly pon. but the co-op ppl said that they got a few smaller bikes for my size at their bicycle shed which is sumwhere in the city... heh... tak pe la... len kali je la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. withdraw sum money frm the bank... yeah... everything needs &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. huhu... then, went to the co-op bookstore. found out that my bio textbook worth $130+ and my chem textbook worth $120+. they are new editions and i've checked the uni classifieds for 2nd hand books... i cudnt find the textbooks that i wanna buy coz the ones that i wanna buy are new editions... so, TERpakse jugak beli la... wuwuwu... but, me n ziq just signed up for a membership of the co-op bookstore and we just bought our bio lab manual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. jalan2 around union court... looked around... i signed up for a couple of clubs and organisations... signed up to be "a participant for ground-breaking researches that will be done by the scientists of ANU which is also one of the way you can contribute to ur beloved uni" [it actually means: signing up to be the guinea pigs of the research projects done in the uni]. bumped into yeam... persuade yeam to be one of the guinea pigs too and he bought it! ngiahahaha... well, at least they'll give us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when they ran all the tests on us... signed up for the international students club. signed up for Australians for Justice and Peace in Palastine [tho i'm not an australian but i'm totally against of the damned zionists occupation in Palestine]. bought a lovely heart-shaped badge with a Palestine flag on it. bought a unique pin with beaded Palestine flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. went to the canberra center, again... wuwuwu... tak taw nak jln kat mane lagi... bought optus sim card... went to hot dollars [it's like kedai 2 ringgit back in malaysia]... beli brg2... window shopping at target... not really window shopping la, coz we ended up buying some cute socks... hehe... =) then, went to a couple of bookstores n as i am a bookaholic, i cudnt stand looking at all the books... kohkohkoh... after kuar masuk several bookstores, i bought this one book: "of a boy" by sonya hartnett. nice one. and i got it for $9.95. bleh la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031393707588300626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RdMZ62nvr1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/sNg2snhTF9M/s320/shopping+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[really luv the book and the badge and the pin]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031394222984376162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RdMaY2nvr2I/AAAAAAAAAAg/m85n-llDI8w/s320/shopping+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. bought lunch at ali baba... [malas sket nak masak ari ni =P] huhu... then, went back to unildoge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la... dat's enuf... till then, buhbye, toodlez n salam! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-3389709589337735095?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3389709589337735095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=3389709589337735095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/3389709589337735095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/3389709589337735095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/hari-pasar.html' title='hari pasar'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/RdMZ62nvr1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/sNg2snhTF9M/s72-c/shopping+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-874215303474902123</id><published>2007-02-12T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:04:33.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>utterly confused</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight for today: confusion at the unilodge counter which lead to another complaint by moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early this morning, i decided to pay the rents for the apartment. bese la, sy kan tenant yg bertanggungjawab... hoho... neway, i asked the officer at the counter about the total amount that i have to pay. the officer checked the data on the computer and after several clicks on the computer, he said, "the rent will be $334." i was shocked! how can that be? my rent supposed to be $158 je... ok, maybe that amount is for the whole apartment, not per person rite? so i asked him, "$334 per apartment rite?" plz say it is so... "NO, IT'S PER PERSON." and i was like "WHAT? $334?!" tapi ckp dlm ati je la kan... saye masih boleh mengawal perasaan... and i said to him, "in the letter of agreement, u stated that the rent for my apartment per person is $158 excluding all the utilities fee." then, he checked the computer, again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after several minutes, he said, "it's $158 per person and the utilities fee is $36"... how relief i am hearing those words... alhamdulillah... or else, i might be eating dust for the rest of the year... huhu... but that officer... haiyoh... so confident when telling me that my rent is $334 in the first place... klu org ade sakit jantung, rsnye musti dh kene strok on the spot. tulis dlm agreement $158, tetibe suroh org byr $334... isk3... then, he didn't even say sorry to me... isk3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway, i paid my rent in 4 months in advance... hoho... including the utilities fee... hopefully, things will turned out smoothly after this... insya'Allah! God willing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i just checked my timetable. they got several smiley faces on the timetable... but those smiley faces are not exactly smiling... they are sad smiley faces like this one =(&lt;br /&gt;those symbols actually indicate that there will be possible clashes between my classes... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, my classes will go smoothly too! insya'Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think dat's all for now. till then, salam n toodlez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: frenz, do pray for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-874215303474902123?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/874215303474902123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=874215303474902123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/874215303474902123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/874215303474902123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/utterly-confused.html' title='utterly confused'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-4243426812391216353</id><published>2007-02-11T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T12:26:20.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet canberra~</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho... today we went to griffin lake around 9.30 in the morning to have a picnic... well, honestly, it was kinda boring... the seniors are minding their own bussiness and i was getting bored watching those seniors tossing the sausages to cook them [until almost hangus... haha... tak de la... ade yg dh itam la sket... bkn sume... =P]...&lt;br /&gt;n so, i went to feed the ducks to kill the time... woohoo~ awesome... the ducks came swarming around me, ziq n safuraa. cool~ and i oso maen acah2 with the ducks... trying to act like i really wanna tossed more breads to the water but actually i'm not tossing anything... and the best part is, the ducks really fell for it! haha! kasihan sungguh itik2 itu ditipu oleh saye... mbwahaha~ &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029902950209662786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rc3OFWnvr0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_t_D-pqPPY4/s320/bridge+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to the picnic part. to be more precise, eating part... the sausages were great... ye la, free food kan? of coz la sedap... ehehe... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went home around 1 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, n kak baiyah also came to visit me this morning. she's staying for tonite and will be goin back to melbourne tomorrow. thanx kak baiyah for coming and visiting us at ANU! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was really great too!&lt;br /&gt;we went to a halaqah at the yarralumla's mosque. it's about 10 minutes drive from my place. i met sister nikken from indonesia, sister fatima n her daughter, sister zainab whom are both australians, n sister nadia from egypt. they are really kind. the talk is really good too! =)&lt;br /&gt;insya'Allah, i'll be going to the mosque again for the next talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, kak awin drove me to the mosque. with ziq and thuaibah too. among all the sisters that i met at the mosque, the sister that i talked to the most is sister zainab. she's really pretty and very pious too. we talked bout canberra and malaysia. she said that malaysia has many beautiful mosques. n i was like, "yeah..." but actually, &lt;strike&gt;i didn't really noticed&lt;/strike&gt; i've never appreciated before that my country really does have many beautiful mosques. and what i noticed bout her [besides her beauty =)] was that, she always saying alhamdulillah, masya'Allah, insya'Allah in almost every sentence. n i've found out that these muslim australian women really talked like that. the zikr never leave their hearts even when they talked. and when i talked to them, it was like i was in a movie like that Syukur 21 movie... an ideal world~ and after solat maghrib berjemaah, we ate baklava. a turkish sweet pastry. and it was REALLY SWEET. but it was nice. tastes like croissants with lots, n lots, n lots of honey, layered with nuts. shedap! nyum3~ [mknn free shedap... hehe... tp baklava tu mmg sedap ar...] n kak awin gave me an extra baklava to bring home... thanx kak awin, for driving me to the mosque and for the baklavas! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;think that's all for now... until then, wassalam n toodlez~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-4243426812391216353?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4243426812391216353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=4243426812391216353&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4243426812391216353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/4243426812391216353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/sweet-canberra.html' title='sweet canberra~'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Axx_b6y7Rpg/Rc3OFWnvr0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_t_D-pqPPY4/s72-c/bridge+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-117094941933435510</id><published>2007-02-09T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T12:04:27.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alhamdulillah</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah... i'm in canberra rite now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yes, this is the first entry from canberra... hoho... i didnt make any last official entry frm beloved malaysia [i really mean it taw!] cause i was down with fever on the day b4 my flight... i vomitted 5 times! but thank God, demam kebah on the day of my flight which is on the 6th of feb... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flight to sydney was ok... i was so boring at one point that i started to push all the buttons on the remote control at the seat... i was like dee dee frm dexter... ok la, not that terok la but i was bored... what else can you do, rite? tak kn la tido je kan? halfway thru the button pressing ritual, i decided to watch a movie... n among all the movies, guess wat? i chose cicak man... ye la kan? bile lg nk tgk kan? i am leaving malaysia... but, i got sleepy n i slept &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; at the end of the movie [hampeh tol =P]... at least i noe who died in that movie and i noe who is actually cicak man... kohkohkoh... ok la enuf bout the movie la... u guys can watch it back home in beloved malaysia... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then tyme transit kat sydney...&lt;br /&gt;different places really do have different smell... sydney smells funny. it smells like bnde yg masam yg dh terbakar... really... n canberra smells sweet but dry... dunno la... or maybe i got a really funny sense of smell. oh. during that transit process, there was no officer waiting for us; me and ziq, which is by the way, the only population of mara sponsored students in canberra. so, we were on our own. unlike the petronas students la kan, which is btw, were on the same flight with us... n they got 2 officers waiting for them in sydney! but me n ziq manage to get to the departure gate much faster than them. hehe... alhamdulillah! btw, there's no aerotrain like in KLIA to get you frm the domestic to the international terminal. u gotta get there by a transit bus. oh, n the gate was like the end of the whole terminal. it was gate 15 n i think the last gate for the domestic terminal is gate 17 kot... so, as we got VERY early at the domestic terminal, we were taking our own sweet time to go to gate 15, but then, we realize, it wasn't sweet anymore coz my back and my legs started to ache... ye la, dh le jetlag, bwk laptop ngan hand luggage lagi... isk3... n the gate was still quite far away... but i still enjoy the whole jln2 around that terminal... hehe... =) alhamdulillah! n then tyme tggu flight ke canberra, pegi la maen ngan two cute aussie twins. i think they are only 2 years old... maen acah2 ngan diorg... comeyl sgt! cam anak patung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then another bus transit to the airplane. the flight to canberra is actually via a small qantas plane. so, it didn't fly as high as the boeing. the advantage of having to board a small plane is: i can see the whole sydney [well, almost all of it] frm way high up in the sky along the way to canberra. ble lg leh tgk ariel view of sydney kan? hehe... the disadvantage is: it is a really bumpy flight! literally! there are many turbulence along the way.... huhu... but still, alhamdulillah! i still manage to arrive in canberra, safe n sound, despite the bumpy ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the canberra airport...&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at 1.45pm on 7th of feb. there was the meet and greet service. n then, we were brought to unilodge. then, me n ziq registered for our apartment. just when i thought "ok, now i wanna go to my apartment, mandi, and tido despite my stomach growling for food coz i'm just too tired to do anything else rather than tido", i looked at my room number and i looked at ziq's room number. we were put into two different rooms. but the resident manager had confirmed to me that we will get the same apartment. pas tu komplen la kat counter tu... ckp dpt same umah... pehal lak bg cam ni? [but there was no shouting involved la kan... ehehe...] n the resident manager sanggup jumpe kitorg [at the counter je la pon] and ckp kitorg dpt same apartment. n then, we got our apartment cards [we hv to cucok our cards mcm kat otel to get around unilodge and into our apartment], and we tried cucok kat this one room. both of us cannot open the door... by this time, all of the petronas students were already in their own room... dah mandi n baring2 atas katil yg empok... tetapi, kami masih di luar... still figuring out how to get into our room. cucok card tu ntah brape byk kali... tak leh gak... n suddenly, i was like, "hold on, 1215 and 2251 are totally different numbers la... " klu pikir balik, nape la tak pikir awl2 yg mmg nombor tu dah salah.... gtaw la kat org tu psl nombo tu... which we didnt do in the first place tyme komplen2 td... isk3... maybe, sebab penat kot... psl tu la, ntah pe2 ntah kitorg wat... so, after several attempts of cucok-mencucok kad ke dalam slot pintu, and goin up and down with the elevator [seb baek ade... ], and komplen2 kat kaunter... alhamdulillah, we manage to get into our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a large studio apartment. VERY nice. EVERYTHING is NEW! well, the unilodge buliding itself is a new building. so, we discovered in the apartment that there's a brand new TV, brand new microwave, brand new refrigerator, and all brand new furniture. after sum moments of bewilderment [or shud i say, kebatakan? XP] + weird shrieking noise coming from us due to excitement, we decided NOT TO sleep. instead, we decided to go for *shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after steppping out from unilodge, then, we noticed that we dont noe a thing about going around the city... bru beberape jam je smpi...&lt;br /&gt;lpas tu terserempak ngan abang hadi [btol ke ni name die?] yang uruskan budak petronas... die taw la kitorg ni dak mara... terkontang-kanting due org je... so, die tolong jugak la... maka, kami dpt free lunch... like petronas students jugak... hehe... alhamdulillah... rezeqi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyme tgh ckp2 ngan abang hadi, safuraa dtg. so, safuraa jadik kitorg nye tour guide nak gi *shopping kat mane... [*shopping di sini bermaksud membeli barang2 keperluan dan bukannye berfoya-foya tanpa tujuan dan menghabiskan wang sewenang-wenangnye].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, *shopping will be at canberra central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop: big w.&lt;br /&gt;big w is like tesco or makro or giant back in malaysia. so, the price is quite cheap la... [if u don't convert the prices to ringgit malaysia la... if u convert it, erm... pikir la sendirik betape byk duit telah dibelanjekan... oh...]. bought sum stuff here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second stop: supabarn.&lt;br /&gt;supabarn is like cold storage la... byk makanan. bought food. i discovered that there's cordina chicken which is halal [cordina is a brand. it's not a different species of chickens] being sold at supabarn. that's the good news. the bad news is: ayam is waaaaaaayyyy cheaper than ikan or udang or sotong... huhu... [tapi, ari ni dh try masak udang. it taste funny. semacam... seriyes...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last, we end up with A LOT of stuff to be carried smpi tak cukop tangan. thank God, the seniors came to help. thanx kak dayah n kak izzah! they both drove us back to unilodge. but they are not ANU students, they are from melbourne, and yet, they willingly help us with the groceries. and kak dayah even help me to pick out the rite groceries; yg halal n bkn shubhah... jazaks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, at the end of the day, after solat jamak tyme maghrib, we dozed off... but still, we are really grateful... syukor sgt... alhamdulillah... everything is ok... insya'Allah... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is about to be my 3rd day in canberra coz it's already 2 am in the morning... n i'm sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this is not even my laptop n my login user id and password pon... they are ziq's... thanx ziq [who is now sleepin safe and sound in the bedroom]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, i think that's long enough... wonder who will read it until this line... mcm merepek ntah per2 je... to those who managed to read this very line and are still reading, i'm sorry if there's unnecessary blabberring along the way... huhu... kesilapan amat dikesali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, wassalam! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zZzZzZz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-117094941933435510?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/117094941933435510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=117094941933435510&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/117094941933435510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/117094941933435510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/alhamdulillah.html' title='alhamdulillah'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116977749748460885</id><published>2007-01-26T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:52:46.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>patriotisme</title><content type='html'>yesterday was the pre-departure briefing day for mara students @ tingkat 24, bangunan mara [yang kaler biru tu la].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saye dapat pengajaran semalam... ini lah kisah saye... [skema lak ari ni... lantak ar... this is my blog and i can do watever i want with it... harharhar~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho... semalam saye sampai lewat kat tempat tu kerna sebab2 yang tidak dapat dielakkan... masuk2 je kan, tengok2, pandang2, kat dalam dewan kecik tu... lepas tu perasan yang diorang tengah tengok muvi. a movie bout 4 jamaican guys who want to participate in bobsleigh competition at the olympics winter games. dunno wat's the title of the movie. dalam hati cakap, "uuuhhh... alhamdulillah... selamat2... diorg tgh menghabiskan mase tengok citer apekebendentah". mase ni tak duduk lagi... tengok2... cam tak de tempat duduk je... uhuk2... pas tu, nampak le sorang mamat ni yang rupe die cam mamak... die berdiri je kat depan pintu tu kan... mesti la pegawai mara ni... so, dgn selambe badak nye, saye pon pegi la tanye die untuk confirmation, "ni program pre-departure briefing utk students mara kan?" die cam blur2 plak... macam terkebil2 tengok saye tanye die cam tu... pas tu die cakap dalm terkebil-kebilannye, "ye2... a'ah..." sambil mengangguk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu, dapat le seat kat tepi sorang pegawai mara ni. lepas tu, pegawai mara tu pon tengok le sume dokumen yang kene anta. lepas tu, die bagi balik pasal ade yang tak lengkap [akibatnye, saye tidak dapat merase bagaimane perasaan memegang sejumlah duit yang banyak dalam bentuk travellers cheque pada ari tu... huhu...]. tapi tu sume tak berkenaan dengan citer perenggan kat atas tu. ok2, sambung2... lpas tu, dok la kat tepi kak nadia. sembang2 sket. cakap2 sket. cakap la pasal tentatif program. kak nadia pon bagi taw ade &lt;a href="http://www.putrafm.upm.edu.my/album/Projek%20Student%20Komunikasi/Dato%20Malik%20Maidin/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;datuk malik maidin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yang bagi ceramah motivasi... tapi die suroh sume org tengok muvi apekebendentah tu... dalam ati saye,"ape kes soh orang tengok muvi yang sudah ter-outdated nie? oh, mungkin muvi ni ade mesej2 motivasi yang tersirat kot... atau tersurat kot... atau kedua-dua nye sekali... hurm..." . pas tu, kak nadia tunjuk la kat &lt;a href="http://www.putrafm.upm.edu.my/album/Projek%20Student%20Komunikasi/Dato%20Malik%20Maidin/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;datuk malik maidin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tu kan. saye pon terus memanculkan perkataan, "alamak!'. hohoho... &lt;a href="http://www.putrafm.upm.edu.my/album/Projek%20Student%20Komunikasi/Dato%20Malik%20Maidin/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;datuk malik maidin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tu la orang yang saye tanye previesli tadi. patut le die blur je tadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhh... betape malunye saye pade mase tu... "orang yang sentiase disebut-sebut di bibir2 rakyat malaysia" [cam kak nadia cakap orang yang introduce datuk tu cakap] dan saye tak kenal die... leh plak selambe je ingat die pegawai mara... adoi... seb baek muvi tu panjang... so, die cakap sket je la kat depan tu... so, tak de la malu sangat kan? hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was yesterday's highlight-of-the-day. maka, moral daripade citer ni adalah, sebagai seorang rakyat malaysia yang berwibawa, [lagi2 kalu rakyat malaysia tu nak kene anta ngan duit kerajaan ke luar negare kan...] kite hendaklah mengenali hero(?) ngan heroin(?) negare. kene la kenal muke sekali. jangan lah jadi seperti saye... hoho... jadilah warga yang berpatrotik sket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klu anda nak kenal muke &lt;a href="http://www.putrafm.upm.edu.my/album/Projek%20Student%20Komunikasi/Dato%20Malik%20Maidin/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;datuk malik maidin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, klik la kat name die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think that's all for now. oh yeah, and another thing. it's confirmed. i will leave my beloved country, malaysia on the 6th of february. and me and ziq will be the first ones among all mara scholars to depart. yup2... we will be the first to say goodbye to malaysia. oh... sungguh sebak ati ni untuk meninggalkan malaysia tercinta... [hakhakhak... skema2... X)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sungguh patriotik btol entri ari ni... [dan sungguh skema juga!] lantak la... as i've said before, this is my blog and i can do whatever i want with it... huhuhu... saye sungguh possessive... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai di sini sahaje warkah saye buat kali ni [chewwah... terase cam nak tulis surat tak rasmi cam kat skolah dulu2 lak... hakhakhak... saye memang dah tak de keje... XP].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian, terima kasih. wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116977749748460885?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116977749748460885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116977749748460885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116977749748460885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116977749748460885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/patriotisme.html' title='patriotisme'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116911573141326151</id><published>2007-01-18T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T02:22:11.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't i?</title><content type='html'>mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;clueless.&lt;br /&gt;so many things to be said.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, i just don't know what to be said.&lt;br /&gt;ironic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can say the right things at the right time so all the pain would go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116911573141326151?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116911573141326151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116911573141326151&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116911573141326151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116911573141326151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/cant-i.html' title='can&apos;t i?'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116766947196136480</id><published>2007-01-01T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T08:43:36.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ello 2007!</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gudbye 2006! ello 2007! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat to say bout dis new year... so ere's my yet another set of so-called resolutions for this new year... huehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be a better Muslim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be a better daughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be a better sister&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be a better student... a university student to be more exact... XP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be a better friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be a more poised and matured &lt;strike&gt;woman&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;girl&lt;/strike&gt; person... this includes:&lt;br /&gt;i. to stop being like a 9 years old instead of a 19 years old&lt;br /&gt;ii. to think more clearly and wisely when making decisions especially when the decisions will eventually have a great impact on my own life&lt;br /&gt;iii.to be more systematic and organized... like my mum always tells me to do... huhu~&lt;br /&gt;iv. to act as normal and sane as possible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TRY to be the best in the things that i do... but not EVERYthing la... X)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, it kinda sounds like those typical cliques but that's my set of new and improved [yeah rite! =P] resolutions and that's wat i planned to achieve for 2007... hope so... insya'Allah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till then, toodlez n wassalam!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: s.e. hinton's the outsiders is GREAT! i luv the book so much... if only ponyboy or sodapop or darry is real... *sigh* so dreamy... hak3~ X)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116766947196136480?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116766947196136480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116766947196136480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116766947196136480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116766947196136480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/ello-2007.html' title='ello 2007!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116735559027523617</id><published>2006-12-28T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:06:20.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(_ _)</title><content type='html'>salam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh... i didnt realize that there are 62 of the ausmat students didnt make it through the cut-off point till sumbody told me... thank you, lutfi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friends, i noe you had worked really hard for the SACE exam... i saw you guys... especially during the study week and i went to the study room and i noe that you guys are really struggling to get the best in the exam... you guys really give me an inspiration in not giving up and working hard for the exam... studying until the wee hours of the morning and sleeping in the surau together was one of the best moment in ausmat that i will cherished... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to except the truth... been there before... but the thing is there is always sumthing gud in everything that had happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It may that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you like a thing which is bad for you. Allah knows but you do not knows." [2:216]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, friends, don't give up! i've met so many great people in ausmat... you guys are one of the greatest group of ppl i had ever met... n i noe u cud overcome wateva challenges ahead of u! believe in urself... n have faith in Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll alwez pray for the best for you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then... friends forever n wassalam~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116735559027523617?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116735559027523617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116735559027523617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116735559027523617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116735559027523617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='(_ _)'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116679158016134081</id><published>2006-12-22T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:06:17.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, i oredi got my SACE rezult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY!!!&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even that doeznt xplain my tru feelings... hehe... it's like shocked + excited + relief + a whole lot of mixed feelings... tp xde la smpi luper dunie kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sume nie dtg dr Allah... Alhamdulillah... walaupun kdg2 tue leka ngn dunie with all the temptations in it [kemalasan, kemengantukan, ketagihan ym n internet (&lt;--- i oredi got over these addictions ek...), etc.]... but, praise to ALLAH, He still answers my prayers... syukur! Alhamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those tensionS n pressureS n hard workS, really pays off in the end... really, it does! even if u're in the verge of giving up, DON'T EVER give up! i've been there... u really feel somehow so worthless at that point that u wanna give up, but JUZ DON'T... juz brace urself, put urself together n face wateva challenge(s) waiting for u... it's hard to do dat... but heck, juz do it! [yeah, like those nike ads... JUST DO IT! =P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... i'm not an xpert bout dis stuff, but that's wat i've been tru during those ausmat days...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* THOSE days~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, dat's all for now... till then, toodlez n wassalam! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: to ausmat 17, congrats on de excellent rzult! hope we'll be #1 like de seniors gak... hehe... insya'Allah! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116679158016134081?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116679158016134081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116679158016134081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116679158016134081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116679158016134081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116496681554719899</id><published>2006-12-01T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:27:57.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayanora! adieu! au revoir!</title><content type='html'>ausmat is officially OVER!&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be happy bout it rite? well, honestly, part of me is really happy bout it... but the other part seems more attached to ausmat... haih... really la, ppl alwez take things for granted, including me la... huk3... =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, watever it is, it's tyme to say gudbye! adios! adieu! sayonara! au revoir! n watsoeva words dat means "so long and gudbye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th nov 2006: gudbye to intec!&lt;br /&gt;29th nov 2006: gudbye to akasia!&lt;br /&gt;30th nov 2006: gudbye to the sweet life of an 18-years-old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... i'm 19 years old oredi... seems kinda old... still cant believe dat i'm actually 19! NINETEEN! one-nine! dat's a looooong tyme... klu bnde yg dh 19 taun, musti dh nk ranap daa... there's one rubber pillow at my house that is as old as me... it is freaky to see what 19 long years had done to that pillow... dah kuning n parts of the pillow tue slalo tercabut kalo nk tuka sarung bantal... so, to remind me on how old i've become, i juz look at dat pillow... but my mum decided nk buang bantal tue psl dh trok sgt daa... so, gudbye bantal busuk! gonna miz ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm... to think bout it, in all my 18 years of life, i've nvr learnt so much bout LIFE itself like i did when i was an ausmat student... i'm not from a boarding school like most of the ausmat students do... so studying at ausmat really gives me the idea on how to live by yourself... though i still got my parents to look after me, they can only advise me on how things should be done... almost ALL my actions during my ausmat days are done on my own... and i learnt dat not all of the things dat are likely to make me happy [temporarily] are good things... and not all of the things dat had made me sad are bad things... life has their ups and downs... now, i kinda got an idea bout wat all those old cliques bout life really mean... the understanding of these things really comes frm experience... yerp... n i oredi got a heck of an experience living as an ausmat stud... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, i learnt a lot bout myself during the days of the sweet 18 [tho, it's not olwez sweet... =S]. i learnt bout how to deal with people, whether they are weird or normal [mostly weird =P]... bout how to deal with pressure... bout how to solve my own problems... bout friendship... bout love [not de lovey dovey *wuek3* kinda love... but purely bout love itself... &lt;--euw... cam jiwang... but i'm NOT jiwang ek?]... n most important of all, i learnt bout myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n how i'm so glad dat i've got my loving family and my friends, true friends, who are alwez there for me... zillion of thanx to all of ya! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... guess i oredi blabbed too much... dat's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodle doo n TTFN! salam! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116496681554719899?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116496681554719899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116496681554719899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116496681554719899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116496681554719899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/sayanora-adieu-au-revoir.html' title='sayanora! adieu! au revoir!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116382903949581836</id><published>2006-11-18T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:50:39.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-SACE</title><content type='html'>my life after SACE xm: GREAT! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gudbye to the constant headaches n tension n pressure n watsoever things dat owez worrying me over tyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n alas... Alhamdulillah, i got tru AUSMAT n thank God, my sanity is still intact... tho... there were dat period of temporary insanity setlling in during those xm weeks... but heck, there's no broken bones n loose wires inside my head after all these while living in the AUSMAT prgrm... huk3... yup... THANK GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, de tagboard had been replaced wit a new one... a flooble... but i dunno how to erase those hyperlinks showing ppl's IP address... wawawa~ but nvm... i think it's safe... so do tag it... if u want to... but if u dun want to... xpe la kot... [wuwuwu... smpi ati xmo tag blik! cenggini le kwn... wuwuwu~] xde la... men2 je... up to u la... nk tag, tag je la... klu xmo, xpe... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna succumbed myself with books again during these olidez... oh, my precious books! [&lt;---suare golem! =P]  no mo SACE books for sure! haha! gudbye for gud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n of coz, i'm gonna catch up with all my cute anime heroes! wawawa~ anime marathon! yesss... alas... aaahhh~ *relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, dat's it i guess! till then, TTFN n wassalam! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116382903949581836?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116382903949581836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116382903949581836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116382903949581836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116382903949581836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-sace.html' title='post-SACE'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116324445549573883</id><published>2006-11-11T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:27:35.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(*o*)~~~</title><content type='html'>i'm on my restraining order. the restraining order on not to get near to any electrical gadgets that produce great musics and colourful moving pictures, i.e. the dumb box a.k.a. the TV and the computer/laptop... and the radio jugak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sace xm a.k.a. ssabsa...&lt;/strong&gt; dah satu minggu daa... n really, dis xm REALLY needs a lot of sacrifice... smpikn kne wat restraining order kat diri sndirik... wawawa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh... but, i'm breaking it now... for a while je... ngehehehe~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 down, another 2 to go! bio on monday n chem on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lukz for all n may Allah blez us alwez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: btw, i'm still looking for de ryte tagboard to replace dat stoopid one... sorry for any inconvenience... huk3...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116324445549573883?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116324445549573883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116324445549573883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116324445549573883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116324445549573883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/o.html' title='(*o*)~~~'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116128386822904029</id><published>2006-10-20T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:50:10.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>raye [weeeeee~]... BIG exam [double weeee~ ngiahahaha!]</title><content type='html'>salam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's almost de end of ramadhan n raya is getting near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who got raya card frm me, sorry for merepek ntah per2 ntah... xde modal nk fill up kan blank space tue... hueh3...&lt;br /&gt;to those who didnt, it's not dat i oredi forgotten bout u guys or anything... tp dh pnat tulis kad raye... huk3... nnti ade la testimo ke... sms ke... uhuhu... if xde gak, dun be mad at me... i got my reasons... i owez appreciate u guys as my friends... thanx for being such a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n so, ere come de clique part:&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari raya! maaf zahir n batin! but dis one really comes frm my heart taw! truly, plz forgive me for any wrongdoings. i'm a mere human. i make mistakes. plz forgive me! n plz forgive me for de stoopid tagboard. =S i'm goin to replace it with a new one after de BIG exam. meanwhile, if u got anything 2 say, juz leave them under the comments thingy, ok? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm... sumtyme, i'll get dis weird mood swings. believe me when i said dat it's weird, it is WEIRD... i'll put on my poker face n will act normally but at tymes, there will be sum 'glitches'... sorry for those who kinda terase if i ever got sarcastic or bcoz of sum slip of the tongue [tho it reaaallly rarely happened... huhu]. i'm truly sorry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta study meh... nk fly... wawawa~ but i dun wanna jump over some cliffs or any big bridges so i can REALLY FLY... jumping off a cliff same ek rs die ngn really flying like de birds? hurmm... so curious bout dat... oh well, no worries... i'll ask sumone who oredi done dat... he must be so proud of himself by jumping off a cliff n got de chance to fly like a bird... lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin bak 2morro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raye after xm la. again: gotta study! [oh yeah... study la sgt... merepek kat blog nie xpe plak... wuwuwu~].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my dad wanna drag me bak to JB. it's not dat i dun wanna go, but i gotta study [again: study!]. but my pohpoh really wanna see us, including me laaa... n i oso want to see me my pohpoh n my sweet sue huey gak... *aiyakkk* i'm really torn apart...&lt;br /&gt;last resolution: go bak to johor with TONNES of sasta n masa n ssabsa books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again: gotta study! [&lt;---dis is a reminder to myself. dun bother. i owez remind myself by posting things for myself on any medium dat i can n will look after i post the things dat i wanted to post without forgetting dat i oredi post the things dat i'm supposed to post so i will be reminded bout those things dat i oredi posted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n again, sorry for de inefficient use of space due to my constant blabbering. ehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oso i remind u, due to de xm pressure, temporary insanity may be settling in. sorry for any inconvenience. thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told u so [again], i'm goin nutty~ wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok2... enuf blabbering... i'm goin to sleep! nyte2~&lt;br /&gt;wassalam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: to my 'big bro' who owez coping up with my childishness, i'm so sorry if i ever hurt you in anyway... really, i am sorry... forgive me, keyh? i'm learning mo things bout myself n i'm grateful dat u r there to help me to discover myself along de way... thanx! benkyou shimashou! hait3~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116128386822904029?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116128386822904029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116128386822904029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116128386822904029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116128386822904029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/raye-weeeeee-big-exam-double-weeee.html' title='raye [weeeeee~]... BIG exam [double weeee~ ngiahahaha!]'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116043159479038871</id><published>2006-10-10T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T06:53:46.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tyme of hardships</title><content type='html'>watever. i dun care bout it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat i noe is: de final is around the corner n i'm going to nail it! period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things wont bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it HAD bring me down n there's no point of sulking about myself in the corner of my room, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life must go on. giving up is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe it sux [big tyme! argh! =S] but heck, dis is just de beginning. there's mo to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time." Thomas A. Edison&lt;br /&gt;and if one more tyme is not enuf, try, try, try, try, try, try, try, try, try and try again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Verily, with hardship, there is relief (94:6)&lt;br /&gt;Nay, verily! With me is my Lord, He will guide me (26:62)&lt;br /&gt;..invoke Me (and ask Me for anything), I will respond to your invocation (40:60)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the soothing words taken frm Kalamullah dat will owez boost me up whenever i'm down... truly, only Allah noes best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may dis Ramadhan will bring de best out of me... n de best out of all my frenz out there especially those frm AUSMAT 17. guys, i noe it's hard [heck, even 'hard' is not enuf to describe de things dat we are goin tru rite now... uhuk3~] but juz dun giv up n dun giv in to watever de things dat will bring us down [&lt;-- dis one is a reminder for myself too...]. just bare with it. it's only less than a month je... patience... may God blez us all de way... to aussie or nz~ Insya'Allah! =) &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O' Allah, Dear Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Soothe burning hearts with the coolness of faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Give peaceful slumber to the restless and serenity to disturbed souls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Guide the confused ones to Your light and those that are astray to Your guidance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Remove evil whispers from our hearts and replace them with light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Destroy falsehood with truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crush the evil plots of the Devil with Your Army of Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Remove from us misery, affliction, and anxiety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/12412088-116043159479038871?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116043159479038871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116043159479038871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116043159479038871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116043159479038871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/tyme-of-hardships.html' title='tyme of hardships'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-116015322673980579</id><published>2006-10-07T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:53:46.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i HAD to do it!</title><content type='html'>it's gud when u can pretend to be sumbody u r not. u can hv de personality for de person dat u wanna act out to be just like de way u want. u can be as perfect as u can be. n de best thing bout pretending is: u can noe bout de things dat ppl are hiding frm u. u can noe bout de things dat ppl wont say to u or in front of u. u can noe bout wat do ppl REALLY think bout u. u can noe bout wat do ppl REALLY feel bout u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah! now I noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think bout it. guess it's a relief dat i can actually berlakon [leh jdik pelakon wanita terbaik nih... psl leh berlakon tanpa terkantoi... =P] coz i got de chance to noe things dat i will never got de chance to noe if i didnt do it. so, sumtymes, it's ok i guess to do sum white lies... i noe i'm not supposed to do sumthing like dat tyme bulan pose nie. tp keadaan mendesak. believe me. i HAD to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n believe me... i didnt enjoy pon doing it. ok... maybe a little la... [ngeh3... =P]&lt;br /&gt;but really, i HAD to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ironically, i actually felt very relief after i did it. n i can actually think clearly after i did it. coz after i did dat-thing-dat-i'm-not-supposed-to-do, i noe mo things bout me n mo things bout wat ppl noe, feel n think bout me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe I'M NOT PERFECT. i'm not perfect in EVERY WAY. i'm juz a mere human among zillions of other humans... [tue just for one generation jer... think bout hundreds or thousands of generation... lagi ramai manusia...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gud to noe things frm de other side. other ppl's sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can study peacefully n calmly n focusly. yosh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess dat's all for now. till then toodlez~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jom kte top-up iman tyme bulan ramadhan nie manyak2! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-116015322673980579?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116015322673980579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=116015322673980579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116015322673980579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/116015322673980579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-had-to-do-it.html' title='i HAD to do it!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115950854077241594</id><published>2006-09-29T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:23:12.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nuts</title><content type='html'>i'm going nutty... literally man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;bummer!&lt;br /&gt;eeeiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;geram!&lt;br /&gt;physikos... &lt;---spelt almost like psychos... uhuk2... len kali b4 msuk xm... kepale kne sumbat ngn byk2 formula n wat bertan-tan exercise... so xde le blur cam cipan kat dlm exam hall... reading notes is not enuf... i got a major headache for only reading the notes je... so, hopefully my head will not burst to smithereen by doing tonnes of exercises... mr rosli... i'm really sorry for disappointing you... soklan2 yg prof azam wat tue telah membuatkn sy gelabah dgn jayanye... but i noe dat other aussie 10 students will make u proud... huhu... i'm so ashamed of myself... waaa... malu2... malu tgk kertas sndirik... so, my resolution after dis trial is: &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;gotta torture myself by having my own crash course with tonnes of notes to read and tonnes of exercises to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gotta torture myself by not eating too much food that will make me drowsy n sleepy when i wanna study&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gotta torture myself by confining myself in a particular place for a given period of time even though there will be strong n tempting distractions dat will come my way... uhuhu...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;hopefully, i can torture myself successfully during this one month tyme b4 de D-day... it's onli for one month je kan? kan? kan? no harm done, rite? bile lg nk torture diri sndirik kan? pas dah abis final nnti dh xleh le nk torture diri sndirik... make, tyme ade mase lg nie la kne gunekn sepenuhnye utk men'torture' diri sndirik... wuahahahaha~ [&lt;--- y am i laughing plak nie? i'm not supposed to laugh at myself when i'm about torture my own self... dat's just not rite... btw, y am i asking these questions to myself in the first place? erk...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told u so i'm going nuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhuk2... g2g... i'm sleepy but i cannot sleep. i'm bored but still i cannot sleep. i dun wanna sleep anymore. o yeah... i'm becoming mo n mo like a panda... white CHUBBY things with BLACK round patches around their eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok2... enuf blabbering... i'm out!&lt;br /&gt;wassalam~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115950854077241594?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115950854077241594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115950854077241594&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115950854077241594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115950854077241594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/nuts.html' title='nuts'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115907752414211861</id><published>2006-09-23T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:58:47.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hv u ever...</title><content type='html'>hv u ever feel like when u really2 longed for that certain sumone i.e. ur best friend to SMS u n juz waiting for that particular person to SMS u... n then he/she did... &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; ur prepaid balance shows RM0.00... bummer~ nape le tyme prepaid blambak, xmo lak die SMS... tyme sengkek lak die nk SMS... haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hv u ever feel like when u're really2 hungry that u can eat a horse [or any kind of big mammals dat u can think of]... pas tue tyme jln2 jumpe la ade org jual mknn sedap2... ur mouth is watering big tyme... &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; u forgot to bring ur money.... bummer~ meleleh je la air liur tgk org len mkn... pas tu telan je air liur tue... [wuek2... sy xpnah wat cmnie le... ade org yg pnh wat kot... =P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hv u ever feel like when u really2 need to use a particular object for a particular task. b4 dis, the object was a mere everyday object dat never seem to be useful at all... &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; on dat particular moment, u really need it and the object is no where in sight... cannot be found... lost... bummer~&lt;br /&gt;kene le pinjam kat org len... adeyh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah... life can be ironic sumtyme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... nape la dlm byk2 ari, 1 Ramadhan jugak yg kene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wateva it is, there must be gud reasons for all these things are happening rite? it's for my own gud kot... to think bout it... umm... ye laa... mmg btol pon... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Fighting may be imposed on you, even though you dislike it. But you may dislike something which is good for you, and you may like something which is bad for you. GOD knows while you do not know." [2:216]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's all... till nex tyme, TTFN! wassalam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm on my trial skang... wawawa... bru abis 7 bab... ok... sbenanye lg sket, abis le 7 bab tue... uhuk2... wish me lukz... nk smbung study blik... aiyaiyay~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115907752414211861?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115907752414211861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115907752414211861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115907752414211861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115907752414211861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/hv-u-ever.html' title='hv u ever...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115865527385524901</id><published>2006-09-19T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T01:41:13.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wuooo... i can do that?</title><content type='html'>salam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz discovered dat i can do the utmost thing dat i cudnt believe i can... well, guess i'm about to discover mo n mo things bout myself... any who... de things dat i juz discovered wudnt be the last, that's for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaky... weird n freaky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess dat's juz all... dunno wat to blab nemore... there's an outage after dis... dunno when tp ade le... so, gotta rush updating dis entry &lt;dis update ="P"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then... toodle doo n wassalam~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115865527385524901?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115865527385524901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115865527385524901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115865527385524901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115865527385524901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/wuooo-i-can-do-that.html' title='wuooo... i can do that?'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115716918839367680</id><published>2006-09-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T13:42:49.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet life</title><content type='html'>salam! =)&lt;br /&gt;found this beautiful poem about a life of a student. n i feel that it somehow really depicts bout wat i'm goin tru rite now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It is hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The stress, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The expectation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The obligation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“Uphold the family image”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Uphold Islam”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Make something of yourself”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Be successful”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Get better Grades”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Prove to your teachers you can”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Be an example to your siblings... to other Muslim women”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ You have more opportunities then I ever had”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Why aren’t you studying”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Study harder”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Do your homework”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ Listen to your teachers”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ What are they teaching you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ You just have to work harder” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ You don’t take school serious enough”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;“ You can be anything you want……. anything at all…………”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But, what do I want to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What do I want to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Can I please them all? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Can not be a failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Can not fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Can not fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh Allah, as the Prophet prayed for his cousin Abdullah, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;" O Lord, make (Me) acquire a deep understanding of the religion of Islam and instruct (Me) in the meaning and interpretation of things." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Grant me Patience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Grant me strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Grant me knowledge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Let me be guided to the straight path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chose a good career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Please my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Propogate Islam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Please Allah do not let me fail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Do not let me fall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, those who are in the same boat wit me [especially the ausmat students =P] will alwez strive for the best... Lillahi Taala... Insya'Allah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ putting the 'D' to the star... star-D... study la... huhu... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115716918839367680?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115716918839367680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115716918839367680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115716918839367680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115716918839367680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/sweet-life.html' title='sweet life'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115695774727778623</id><published>2006-08-31T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T10:09:09.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sudenthiram!</title><content type='html'>salam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes people... malaysia had juz celebrated her 49th birthday today! eppy sudenthiram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm... dunno wat to write about independence day neway... oww... i think i noe... buleh tgk manyak bunge api... bru td tgk... best wooo... seb baek dok kat tgkt 5... dok je kat balkoni tue [like wat i'm doin now... coz the best reception for wifi is at the balcony], musti nmpknye... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat did i do today? went to class. physics. got my topic test rezult [Alhamdulillah! =)]. chemistry. got sum exercises. ate pamello. wit de whole class. thanx hui ling! met de idp man. got da big white envelope. [Alhamdulillah! =))]. apply for aussie univ. tot want to submit it but then... bwk balik je la... went to subang wit my beloved saira n skin. shopped for sum ssabsa's revision books [kami mmg rajin kan? =P]. mkn kat subang parade [best2... =D]. balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yosh... tu je kot... nk study pas nie... [ye la tuuuu~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oww... n btw, i noe wat merdeka means to me ek? i juz blabbering je kat ats tue... n sudenthiram = merdeka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sori for dis boring entry. drowsy meh. blagh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115695774727778623?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115695774727778623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115695774727778623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115695774727778623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115695774727778623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/sudenthiram.html' title='sudenthiram!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115660787667882476</id><published>2006-08-26T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T08:57:59.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hating and loving</title><content type='html'>i hate people who think that they noe me but they dont... and yet they talked badly behind my back as though they had already known me for years. get lost n stop messing with other people's lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who are gedix, gedix, n gedix! actually, these people are considered as emotionally retard coz they lack of some psychological sense of being ashamed when acting beyond normal moral behaviour... yet... i pitied them... sadly to say... they are considered as handicapped people. [ngahahaha~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who think that they are sooo good, but the fact is that they are not. heck, they are not even qualified to be in the league of the "good people". stop dreaming, bozos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv people who really noes me and accept for wat i am. respect me and cherished me as a friend and alwez there when i need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv people who have their own dignity... who tried to be sensible and civilised when handling people with emotionally retard condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv people who act like themselves. trying to be themselves and not sumbody that they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah coz those whom i luv very much are alwez there whenever i need them... n thank God that i've found mo ppl that i luv than i hate... coz i hate hating people but when it comes to those peeps that i juz mentioned up there... i just hate them... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a human. i am me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ making me feel out of my element... again n again n again~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115660787667882476?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115660787667882476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115660787667882476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115660787667882476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115660787667882476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/hating-and-loving.html' title='hating and loving'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115634685504267655</id><published>2006-08-23T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T08:52:57.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ooo... my lapytopy... why?</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... it's been ages since i last updated my blog... guess i'm so busy meh~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite now, i'm on my olidez... but doesn't feel like one coz got tonnes of work to do... n tonnes of things to read and revise... literally, man! TONNES! i mean just looking at my bag, people will just start asking me, "nadia, what the heck are you carrying in your bag? batu ape?" umm... actually, it's not batu ek... ILMU la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guess what... things can never seem to get any worse... last friday, my beloved laptop wat hal lagi... punye le merajuk smpi windows xleh bukak... ntah pe ntah terdelete... adeyh... ooo... my beloved lapytopy... why do you always delete your own windows files when i wanted you to just delete all the temporary internet files? ooo... why?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't stop there... my pendrive just broken into two! the metal head thingy just broke off from its body... when i saw it is broken in my very own hands, i just sat there... x bergerak langsung la with mulut terbukak [slightly je la... xde la smpi lalat pon leh masuk kan...] ... wondering if i can turn back time and just stop before i accidentally sentap pendrive tue mase tengah cucuk kat laptop... and no... i didn't scream hysterically or anything... just snapped back to reality and realized that i gotta spend the rest of my olidez typing back my assignments which i gotta submit at the end of the break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum tried to fix it... we even went to ligamas [which is in btg kali (which is about 15+ minutes from my house)] to fix it... get it soldered and everything... but in the end... i still can't retrieve back my precious files in that little plastic thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe there's a hikmah or lots of hikmahs behind watever that happened to me... to think of it... maybe it's because i didn't listen to my mum when she told me to use the new pendrive... but i really sayang that old one... huhu... and at last, the old one broke into two... len kali, dengar cakap mak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this break, gotta study hard... VERY HARD! n smart too la... no point of studying stupidly is there? hehe... anyway, the trials is just around the corner... wish me lukz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, toodle doo n wassalam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ making me feel out of my element...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115634685504267655?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115634685504267655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115634685504267655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115634685504267655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115634685504267655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/ooo-my-lapytopy-why.html' title='ooo... my lapytopy... why?'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115433181743175375</id><published>2006-07-31T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:43:37.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(*¬*) &lt;-- help me! i'm sleepy~</title><content type='html'>salam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... ngantuk la ari nie... n btw, dis entry is for u angah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i spend my money on books keyh! the shops that were tempting me were the booths at the book fair... d'oh... where else cud i've gone to? n when i said dat i "succesfully manage my shopping spree" meaning dat i successfuly berbelanje dgn bijak. hehe... bangge x ngan ur eldest sis ni? bangge la... ngehehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best gler... jgn jeles... i've got manyak buku best2... ngeh3... cant wait to finish em all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ek... but i got to study first... only read it when i'm bored or if i dont hv anything else better to do... huhu... trial dh nk dkt... assignments blmbk nk anta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fenin2~ adeyh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh2... got so many thing to do... oh. mi vida ocupada! oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115433181743175375?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115433181743175375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>miz my bloggy....</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh lme sgt x update blog. well, today i feel like updating it. actually, i wanted to update it several times but the words just doesnt flow through my hands like they always do. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n not to mention about the tonnes of work that i got to do. skrg nie pon tgh pening sgt. adeyh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i manage to escape the hectic world of an ausmat student for awhile... coz yesterday i successfully manage my shopping spree with skin. hehe. spent quite a lot... but it's worth it! hehe... actually we went to midvalley coz there was a book fair... but the temptation of megasale kat midv had prevailed by luring us into the shops... making us spending our money... n spend... n spend... n spend sum mo... ngeh3... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh... got so many things to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bak to work...&lt;br /&gt;till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115428808002119562?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115428808002119562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115428808002119562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115428808002119562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115428808002119562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/miz-my-bloggy.html' title='miz my bloggy....'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115307602357094734</id><published>2006-07-17T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:53:43.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just one word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Just one word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Or rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;In one wet drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Just the touch of a hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Or little pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To make the pain stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Just an ounce of sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;On my skin so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Just a little love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Before I grow old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115281665950556198</id><published>2006-07-14T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:50:59.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>green eyed monster</title><content type='html'>bored. juz taken a jealousy test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i this jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 47.62% jealous!For this test, the average jealousy percentage is 35.54%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This percentage means that :&lt;br /&gt;•You exhibit many jealous traits.&lt;br /&gt;•You are prone to over-react.&lt;br /&gt;•Although your jealousy shouldn't prove to be a real problem, you should work on controlling it more.&lt;br /&gt;•Things aren't often as bad as you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i this jealous... to think about it, pnah ke aku jeles? ngeh3... klu jeles psl org len dpt potong aku nye markah ade la kot dlm test or xm... jeles yg len2 tue.......... ntah le... pnah ke???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115281665950556198?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115281665950556198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115281665950556198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115281665950556198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115281665950556198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/green-eyed-monster.html' title='green eyed monster'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115237633444664726</id><published>2006-07-09T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T09:43:15.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alkisah~</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manyak keje. sgt. last week was hectic. got so many things to do. Alhamdulillah. manage to get tru it without any broken bones or loose wires. walaupun ade chem topic test. yg sgt menarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of chem topic test, i want to thank mr yong [&lt;--- correct ar? i dont noe how to spell his name coz he's not teaching me] for making my life so meaningful and enchanting me with the wonders of chemistry... especially about the wonders of polymers in our lives... ~aaahhhh.... thank u so very much mr yong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wateva it is, it's not anybody's fault. it's mine. got to manage my time. yeah.. i noe i've been saying dat over n over again... but i'm still trying to do that. need strong will power.... hiieeyyyaaaahhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmg kne susun mse la kat ausmat nie. klu x, jd ar cam kisah menyayat ati nie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;alkisah pd satu ari, ade la sorg dak pompuan nie... die nie brsungguh2 nk susun mase utk blaja... semangat2... tp, pd mggu yg bertuah itu, die tlh didtgi oleh bkn sorg, ttp 3 org Pakcik kesygn nye iaitu Pakcik Chem Lab Repot 6.2, Pakcik Chem Lab Repot 6.3, ngan Pakcik Chem Lab Repot 6.5. bkn itu sj, ttp Makcik Bio Lab Repot Osmosis pon dtg gax... mmg meriah la mggu tue... tambah2 lg ngan Uncle IA yg dtg ari khamis stlh melwat sume bdak Eucla yg lain pd ari senin ngan slase... so, meriah la mggu tue ngan kehadiran makcik n pakcik2 dak pompuan tue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;mmg meriah sgt smpi kan bdak pompuan tue terlupe yg die ade test chem pd ari jumaat tue... sbenanye die bkn terlupe, die taw nk ade test chem, tp, die x aware ble bnde alah tue nk wat. so, pd ujung mggu tue, die pg le smgt2 wat math smbil melayan pakcik2 n makcik yg melawat tue... seb baek klasm8 bdak nie gi taw psl test tue... maka, stlh pakcik2 n makcik die sudah meninggalkan die, die pon kne la study last minute gak... mencecet... ape nk wat... tue la, len kali xnk tgk notice board... bdak nie wlpon klas die dkt je ngan notice board, tp die tgk skali imbas je... ish3... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. smpi situ je la citer die wat kali nie... the moral of the story is: kne rajin tgk notice board. oh. n kne manage tyme carefully. sme2 la kiter mengambil iktibar dr kisah di atas itu... moga2 akn mmberikn manfaat kpd kte sume... menyayat ati x? [ati aku tersayat ke?]~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;br /&gt; p/s:  i manage to xcape that treasure hunt thing... hehe... ade klas maa~ IES taw. blaja psl bab munakahat lg. huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ i am sarcastic. n i noe it. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115237633444664726?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115237633444664726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115237633444664726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115237633444664726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115237633444664726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/alkisah.html' title='alkisah~'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115193413742825549</id><published>2006-07-03T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T06:42:17.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freshmen</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... guess wat? juniors are in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuah... bertmbh ramai la populasi intec [especially AUSMAT le... de "best" prgrm at intec... hurrah!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, the seniors are outnumbered by the 1000+ juniors and half of that will be put under AUSMAT...  nape la jpa bermurah ati sgt ltk rmi2 bdk untuk di'torture'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n speaking of torturing... i'll be glad to torture the juniors for tomorrow... coz we got the treasure hunt thing with the juniors 2morro... eeeiiii.... ntah sape2 ntah punye idea yg sgt bernas ntah nk wat prgrm megeratkan hubungan juniors-seniors nie... org tgh struggle bagai nk giler, die sempat plak suruh org wat mcm2 bnde yg xde pekdah... saboo je la~ [hint: org yg suruh wat nie dak hi-com S*MSA...  &lt;--teke ar sndirik...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so juniors, if u got me for ur partner for that 2morro thing, considered urself lucky! ngahahaha... n btw, i'll not participate in the game or wateve de things are... only u, the juniors will do all the tasks for me... mbwahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;xde la... no worries, i'm juz kidding... i'm not THAT evil... *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... almost forgot. td jumpe ngan juniors ar... but their first impression of me was that i'm also a junior!... ngehehehe... dat means i still look young... [ye la blom 19 pon... bln nov nnti bru 19... =P]  hehe... Alhamdulillah coz i'm given a youthful look... [more like a childish look to me...] =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keyh la... lab report bio lom siap... argh~&lt;br /&gt;wassalam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ m(_ _)m &lt;--- i'm not gonna sleep on my desk... yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115193413742825549?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115193413742825549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115193413742825549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115193413742825549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115193413742825549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/freshmen.html' title='freshmen'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115147905765285158</id><published>2006-06-28T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:55:23.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a co0o0o0ol muslimah... =)</title><content type='html'>Saudariku... ..&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya kejadianmu terlalu unik,&lt;br /&gt;tercipta dari tulang rusuk Adam yang bengkok&lt;br /&gt;menghiasai taman-taman indah lantas menjadi perhatian&lt;br /&gt;sang kumbang. Kau umpama sekuntum bunga , harum&lt;br /&gt;aromamu bisa menarik perhatian sang kumbang untuk&lt;br /&gt;mendekatimu; namun... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... tidak semua bunga senang&lt;br /&gt;untuk didekati oleh sang kumbang lantaran duri yang&lt;br /&gt;memagari dirinya umpama mawar , dari kejauhan sudah&lt;br /&gt;terhidu akan keharumannya serta kilauan warnanya yang&lt;br /&gt;memancar indah mengundang kekaguman terhadap sang&lt;br /&gt;kumbang ... ... . tapi awas duri yang melingkari bisa&lt;br /&gt;membuatkan sang kumbang berfikir beberapa kali untuk&lt;br /&gt;mendekatinya... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudariku... ..&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka sekiranya kau seperti mawar&lt;br /&gt;aspirasi setiap mujahidah.Bentengilah dirimu dengan&lt;br /&gt;perasaan malu yang bertunjangkan rasa keimanan dan&lt;br /&gt;keindahan taqwa kepada Allah... Hiasilah wajah mu&lt;br /&gt;dengan titisan wudhuk ... .. ingatlah bahawa ciri-ciri&lt;br /&gt;seorang wanita solehah ialah&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak melihat kepada lelaki dan lelaki tidak&lt;br /&gt;melihat kepadanya. Sesuatu yang tertutup itu lebih&lt;br /&gt;berharga jika dibandingkan dengan sesuatu yang&lt;br /&gt;terdedah ... ... umpama&lt;br /&gt;sebutir permata yang didedahkan buat perhatian umum&lt;br /&gt;dengan permata yang diletakkan dalam satu bekas yang tertutup&lt;br /&gt;... ..sudah pastinya keinginan untuk melihat permata&lt;br /&gt;yang tersembunyi itu melebihi daripada yang terdedah,&lt;br /&gt;wanita solehah yang taat dan patuh pada Al Khaliq&lt;br /&gt;dalam melayari liku-liku kehidupannya&lt;br /&gt;adalah harapan setiap insan&lt;br /&gt;yang bernama Adam... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun ... ... ... ... . ianya memerlukan pengorbanan dan&lt;br /&gt;mujahadah yang tinggi kerana ianya bercanggah dengan&lt;br /&gt;nafsu serakah yang bersarang dalam dirimu lebih-lebih&lt;br /&gt;lagi title gadis yang kau miliki sudah pastinya darah&lt;br /&gt;mudamu mencabar rasa keimanan yang ada ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesiapa yang inginkan kebaikan&lt;br /&gt;maka Allah akan memudahkan baginya&lt;br /&gt;jalan-jalan kearah itu, yang penting saudariku engkau&lt;br /&gt;mesti punyai azam , usaha dan istiqomah... ... ... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudariku... ..&lt;br /&gt;Akuilah hakikat dirimu menjadi fitnah&lt;br /&gt;kepada kebanyakan lelaki... Seandainya pakaian malumu&lt;br /&gt;kau tanggalkan dari tubuhmu maka sudah tidak ada lagi&lt;br /&gt;perisai yang dapat membentengimu... Sesungguhnya nabi&lt;br /&gt;ada mengatakan tentang bahaya dirimu, " Tidak ada suatu&lt;br /&gt;fitnah yang lebih besar yang lebih bermaharajalela&lt;br /&gt;selepas wafatku terhadap kaum lelaki selain fitnah&lt;br /&gt;yang berpunca daripada wanita"... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu saudariku setiap langkah dan tindakanmu&lt;br /&gt;hendaklah berpaksikan kepada Al Quran dan As Sunnah,&lt;br /&gt;jangan biarkan orang lain mengeksploitasikan dirimu&lt;br /&gt;untuk kepentingan tertentu... .. Sesungguhnya Allah&lt;br /&gt;telah mengangkat martabatmu sebaris dengan kaum Adam.&lt;br /&gt;Kau harapan ummah dalam melahirkan para mujahid dan&lt;br /&gt;mujahidah yang bisa menggoncangkan dunia dengan&lt;br /&gt;sentuhan lembut tangan mu... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudariku...&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidupmu pastinya ingin disayangi&lt;br /&gt;dan menyayangi,itulah fitrah semulajadi setiap insani&lt;br /&gt;namun ramai di antara kamu yang tewas kerana cinta...&lt;br /&gt;Bercinta itu tidak salah tapi memuja cinta itu yang&lt;br /&gt;salah, kerana cinta manusia sanggup menjual agama dan&lt;br /&gt;kerana cinta maruah tergadai. Gejala murtad serta&lt;br /&gt;keruntuhan moral muda mudi sebahagian besarnya&lt;br /&gt;kerana sebuah cinta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benarlah kata-kata "Sesungguhnya cinta itu buta"&lt;br /&gt;cinta itu mampu membutakan mata dan hatimu dalam&lt;br /&gt;membezakan perkara yang hak dan yang batil apabila kau&lt;br /&gt;meletakkan cinta itu atas dasar nafsu dan tidak kerana&lt;br /&gt;Allah SWT... Sebelum kau mendekati cinta ,&lt;br /&gt;Cintailah dirimu terlebih dahulu ,&lt;br /&gt;mengkaji hakikat kejadianmu yang begitu simbolik ,&lt;br /&gt;yang berasal daripada setitis air yang tak berharga lalu&lt;br /&gt;mengalami proses pembentukan yang direncanakan oleh&lt;br /&gt;Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga di sana mampu melahirkan rasa keagungan dan&lt;br /&gt;kehebatan terhadapNya dan timbul rasa cinta dan kasih&lt;br /&gt;pada penciptamu... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudariku... Mencintai Allah dan rasul melebihi&lt;br /&gt;cinta terhadap makhluk adalah cinta yang hakiki dan&lt;br /&gt;abadi kerana hati yang pecah dan retak apabila&lt;br /&gt;diberikan kepada makhluk pastinya akan bertambah retak&lt;br /&gt;dan terburai tapi apabila hatimu diserah kepada Allah&lt;br /&gt;sudah pasti ia akan bertaut kembali.. Dalam seusia mu&lt;br /&gt;sibukkan lah dirimu dengan ilmu yang mampu&lt;br /&gt;mempertajamkan akal dan mampu membina syakhsiah&lt;br /&gt;muslimahmu... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya ilmu itu cahaya dan ilmu tidak mampu&lt;br /&gt;bertapak dalam hati orang yang melakukan maksiat.&lt;br /&gt;Buat akhirnya terimalah kata-kata seorang ahli sufi&lt;br /&gt;iaitu Rabiatul Adawiah sebagai renungan bersama :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cintakan manusia itu tidak mewujudkan kebahagian yang&lt;br /&gt;abadi untuk seseorang insan , kerana ia tidak kekal ,&lt;br /&gt;cintakan manusia seringkali membuatkan seorang itu&lt;br /&gt;gagal , kecewa , menderita dan terseksa, oleh itu&lt;br /&gt;tidak ada suatu cinta pun yang dapat membuahkan&lt;br /&gt;kebahagiaan dan kenikmatan yang kekal&lt;br /&gt;abadi kecuali cinta kepada pencipta manusia itu sendiri."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ANTARA TANDA KEBERKATAN SESEORANG WANITA ITU IALAH,&lt;br /&gt;CEPAT PERKAHWINANNYA,CEPAT PULA KEHAMILANNYA DAN RINGAN&lt;br /&gt;MAHARNYA... ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ nape plak aku ltk bnde nie... huhu... sje je... jumpe tgh jln tyme surf2... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;~ Insya'Allah... nk gak jd cam muslimah yg co0o0o0ol cam kat dlm sajak tue [sajak ke tue?... heh... bantai ar....] =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115147905765285158?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115147905765285158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115147905765285158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115147905765285158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115147905765285158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/co0o0o0ol-muslimah.html' title='a co0o0o0ol muslimah... =)'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115125396271172752</id><published>2006-06-26T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T09:46:02.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>peeps</title><content type='html'>ppl are complicated. hard to understand them... they can be so surprising n do unexpected things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... i oso dont understand myself either... heh... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tu la ckp org lg... diri sndirik x nk tgk dulu...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ problem solved! Alhamdulillah... now i can sleep safe n sound...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115125396271172752?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115125396271172752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115125396271172752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115125396271172752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115125396271172752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/peeps.html' title='peeps'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115055606559439983</id><published>2006-06-17T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T07:54:25.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>revamping my life...</title><content type='html'>Salam 'alaiki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Name of Allah, the Most Beneficient, the Most Merciful.&lt;br /&gt;Peace be upon Prophet Muhammad s.a.w.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the things that had, are and will be happening in my life had already been written before i was born, in fact, it had already been written even before the world is created. these things are called fate. no one can change it and no one knows about it... except for Al-Khaliq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things have the capability of bringing out all the bad and good sides of ourselves [particularly, myself]... either they can make me angry, sad, run amok, tense, frust, depressed, etc... or they can make me happy, feel content with my life, grateful, relax, wacky, jovial, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these things are all happening for a cause... and whether it is good or bad... they all have their own hikmah to our lives... we just have to be patient... look closely... open our eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these things are the ones that make us - us; as what we are now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Alhamdulillah, i got the chance to know about these things today... and i am so0o0o0o0o grateful for what Allah had given me... and i know that the things that he had given me are all for my own good... Alhamdulillah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i'm revamping... and my laptop had already been revamped too... hehe... =D thanx to pakcik whatever-his-name-is yg ade kdai kat seksyen 18, shah alam dkat2 ngan kolej akasia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115055606559439983?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115055606559439983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115055606559439983&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115055606559439983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115055606559439983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/revamping-my-life.html' title='revamping my life...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-115028167180962306</id><published>2006-06-14T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T03:41:12.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst fall.. ever...</title><content type='html'>my fault. i know it is. time to move on. prioritize my study. study=1st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leka... dgn dunia... dgn benda2 yg x bergune... dgn bende2 yg melalaikan... dgn bend2 yg xde faedah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingat Allah! SENTIASA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything got their ups n downs. n this is the down point of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sume yg berlaku ade hikmah nye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ujian ini pun ade hikmah nye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm moving on... i'm still rising frm a fall... need strong will power! n Insya'Allah i'll get it by always remembering Al-Khaliq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ tough times wont last, tough people do! hope i'll be one of them! Insya'Allah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-115028167180962306?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115028167180962306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=115028167180962306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115028167180962306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/115028167180962306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/worst-fall-ever.html' title='the worst fall.. ever...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114986124698227321</id><published>2006-06-09T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T07:07:34.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adeyh... mintak maap ek?</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my dear2 frenz x5st-cam-best n x-3bios-cam-bgus =P:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really [100x] sorry psl xleh gi reunion ari tuh... got so many assignments maaa.... nie pun x abih lg nie... wawawawawa... ntah ble ntah nk abih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway, dun worry guys... i hvnt changed [juz a little kot]... huehuehueh... ye la... ade org tuh nk tgk sgt aku ni dh berubh ke x... [tak berubah pun pakcik oi!*bwuek*]... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miz u guys A LOT! n i really2 wanna go to dat reunion... tp ape kan daye... owh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maka, kat sini aku ltk le bnde2 yg mungkin aku akn ckp klu aku gi kat reunion tu la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;t-qa&lt;/span&gt;: aku dh dmm fruits basket... henfon aku dh pnuh ngan ringtones fruits basket tuh... seb baek dpt free... kang klu ko nk cd ko blk, bg taw aku... ko sntiase dipersilakn utk dtg ke 'umah kos sdrhane' aku kat shah alam... huehuehueh... miz u so0o0o0o0o0o much! nk gi jln2 cam dulu lg~~~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mumtaz&lt;/span&gt;: ohohohoho... skang ade prkmbgn yg terbaru ek? xpe aku dh taw... ari tue dh jumpe... huhuhuhu... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;kai chung&lt;/span&gt;: weyh... how's ur xm ari tue? msti bleh score punyer kan? owh yes... and another thing, bigger eyes still means better vision... marilah kiter bersame2 merealisasikan visi wawasan 2020... =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;suria&lt;/span&gt;: sy masih boleh melakukan aksi [dgn mata] yg anda slalo ejek di klas dulu... n yes... bigger eyes means better vision! =P [p/s: congrats psl dpt 4 flat! huhu... suria ttp terer... yeah!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;joe aka. unta&lt;/span&gt; [jgn mare =P]: aku x berubah pun... ko berubah x? ke smakin kurus cam cicak kobeng... eh2... silap ke kurus cam unta... huahahhahaha.... weyh... jgn mara... x elok mara2... nnti cpat tue... huehuehueh... ko masih simpan rahsia kerajaan tue kan? hohoho... ko jgn le pecahkan kat sape2, ye mr postman? =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;marcus&lt;/span&gt;: ey, bdak kecik... how's life? dh lame x jumpe ek? still kecik cam dulu ke? hehe...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;yiau hoong&lt;/span&gt;: nnti tgkp gamba same2 lg ek? teheeheehee... i can still see u frm my room at akasia... weeweeweeweewee.... bru je jumpe ari tue... n slalo je [ter]jumpe kat intec [ smpi menimbulkan kontroversi], so x taw nk ckp per lg...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;afifah&lt;/span&gt;: makcik! jom tgk naruto sme2! aku rindu bangat sama kamu! wuaaaaaaa... rindu2 sgt! ko le kwn aku yg plg rock skali! ~dattebayo! =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;c-dah&lt;/span&gt;: oitz... cmne ko skang? umah bru ko haunted cam umah lame ko x? huhu... seram aku igt balik citer2 ko... and another thing... aku sokong PORTUGAL! iyeah! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;karthik aka. katak&lt;/span&gt;: huhu... karthik! nk naek keta! taw le die yg first dpt lesen n the first yg dpt keta sndiri... tp... xpnah pun ajk naek keta tue... org pun ade keta... klu dh nmpk kwn yg jln kaki dr skolah tue, yg tgl kat ats bkt taman seruling yg indah lg permai tue, the least you can do is, pelawe la naek keta... huhu... xde la... gurau je... =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;n kepade sume2 yg laen, aku dh pnat type... keje pun lum siap lagi... bkn aku x syg kat korg... [huehuehueh...] tp, apakn daye... aku dh pnat... per2 pun aku rindu same kamu org semua... nnti klu ade reunion lagi [ntah bile ntah], InsyaAllah aku pegi ek?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;okies... kirenye... nie mcm aku dh pg reunion le ek? ntah korg bc ntah x... lantak ar... aslkn aku xde rs bersalah sgt psl x gi reunion tue... huhu... keyh la, nk smbg keje... ~lalalalala&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wassalam~peace out!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114986124698227321?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114986124698227321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114986124698227321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114986124698227321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114986124698227321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/adeyh-mintak-maap-ek.html' title='adeyh... mintak maap ek?'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114974481071529993</id><published>2006-06-08T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:33:30.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post-btn</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh balik daa frm btn ari isnin ari tue... memang kene brainwash ar... tapi mental sy kan kuat [Alhamdulillah!], maka objektif btn untuk membasuh sy tlh gagal... hueheuheuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye... sy terasa seperti orang dewasa semase kat kem bina negara alor gajah tue... blaja psl politik ar... huhu... politik nie interesting gak... mcm2 org politik nie bleh wat utk mncapai matlamat mereka... mcm2 isu politik ar kuar... org politik kat msia nie agak pelik ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan soklan sy psl nape non-bumi x dpt equal benefits like bumiputera tlh terjwb... ade la kaitan die ngan social contract yg dimeterai mase merdeka dulu... so, yup... it is fair... tp sy x menyebelahi mn2 pihak... psl sy nie stgh2... muehehehehe... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp ade bnde yg mggeramkn sy mase ceramah dijlnkn iaitu... dot... dot... dot... [confidential-rahsia kerajaan]... mbwahahahaha... biler korg2 yg blum pergi tue dh pergi, korg pun taw nnti... huhu... hint: berkaitan ngan xtremist...kononnye bg diorg... [yeeeeeeeeee la tue...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... dh le... bnde nie xleh ckp pnjg2... confidential la... uuuhhh~  diorg leh trace taw... jgn maen2... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keyh... wassalam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114974481071529993?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114974481071529993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114974481071529993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114974481071529993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114974481071529993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-btn.html' title='post-btn'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114875169936998085</id><published>2006-05-28T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T10:41:40.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bee Tee aN</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme a B. gimme a T. gimme an N... what's that spell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTN! [aka biro tata negara]... i just got the letter from mara this morning... when i'm still mamai from my sleep [i accidentally fall asleep when doing my note-taking for my draft =P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my friends started to sms me... tapi, sori la weyh... aku xde kedit la... xle nk bls... dh satu minggu lebih dh xde kedit nie... [owh... kasihanilah diriku...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yes people... we [the mara scholars] got to go to the btn thing on the 1st june which is this thursday at Alor Gajah, Melaka... n yes, it is compulsory or else "MARA berhak menarik balik Tawaran Pinjaman Pelajaran sekiranya saudara/saudari gagal mematuhi syarat tersebut" (MARA 2006).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yes... we, girls, got to dress up as budak sekolah rendah... pakai baju kurung putih dengan kain biru gelap [atau hitam pun bleyh sbenanye... hehe..]... xpe la... skali-skale maen dress up, ape slh nye kan? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas 2, kite kene kumpul kat Masjid Negara sblm dicampakkan ke alor gajah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hueh... be prepared to get brain-washed! haha... xde la... saje je nk psycho... ~lalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp kan, i hope it wont be like the seminar umno-cum-kem bina insan beberapa bulan lps... it's not that i dont like the place or anything... it's just the attitude of some of the umno commitee members which i think is too obsessed about being malays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so grateful to be born as a bumiputera [even if i'm only half malay... hehe..=P] n having the hak keistimewaan orang melayu... yes, i'm grateful... but, what about my cousins who are not bumiputera? i've seen things happening to my non-bumi friends... and i pity them... they didnt get the same privileges as i do especially in education... they really strive in what they are doing, but in the end, they didnt get the things that they are hoping for... in fact, [no offence] some malay students who didnt get excellent results as these guys even got to pursue their dreams in furthering their studies in matriculation, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;majority of the non-bumi students who got into matriculation colleges are the ones who got moderate results... the good ones [eg. 10A's] are being left out... i wonder why? well, maybe they are some good students who got into the matriculation colleges, but the percentage is still very small [very, very small]... but if a malay student got an excellent result in his/her SPM, he/she will definitely [with no doubt] get the offer to pursue their studies in one of the matriculation colleges in Malaysia... n for the non-bumi, it's just a matter of chances n a whole lot of luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week when i'm sending angah back to her matriculation college, abah met this old chinese man... they chatted for a while... he told abah that he was really grateful that his daughter managed to get into matrix... he said that it was like "dpt nombor ekor, wooo..." .............&lt;br /&gt;he knew the chances of her daughter getting into the college was very low... n i think, that's why he is so0o0o0o proud that her daughter is in the college rite now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my cousins are also still studying... n i'm hoping that they will get the same chances that i got; to furthter their studies and to pursue their dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... wat am i blabbing bout anyway? dont take it seriously... this thing just came out from a girl who is immature and childish... hehe... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuf blabbing and bak 2 work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam n peace out! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: to my luvly cuz, Sue Huey---&gt; jia you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114875169936998085?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114875169936998085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114875169936998085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114875169936998085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114875169936998085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/bee-tee.html' title='Bee Tee aN'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114844538403944532</id><published>2006-05-24T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:40:50.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for the sake of killing the time =P</title><content type='html'>ari nie saje je upload kan gambo2 yg best yg mengingatkn aku psl room8 n housem8s yg senantiase menceriakn idop aku kat kolej... hehe... dh2 korg jgn kembang2... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1964/1051/1600/pnderaan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1964/1051/1600/bblee.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1964/1051/320/bblee.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;huhu... nie la keje kitorg satu umah... mnconteng whiteboard... hehe... notice that beumblebees? cute, eh? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1964/1051/1600/bblee.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1964/1051/1600/pnderaan.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1964/1051/320/pnderaan.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pdn muke korg... aku dh repot kat paper... wuahahahaha... 2 ar sape suruh korg sakat aku manyak2... tp kan... aku x puas ati ngan reporter 2... ade ke die gi ltk tarikh salah... ntah per2 ntah... aku nk sue ar paper nie... hampeh nye paper... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114844538403944532?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114844538403944532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114844538403944532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114844538403944532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114844538403944532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/for-sake-of-killing-time-p.html' title='for the sake of killing the time =P'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114835992331190449</id><published>2006-05-23T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:33:09.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bumble beezZzZzZzZz...</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumble beez... i love them... that's why i usually conteng2 bumble beez kat merate-rate tempat... kat whiteboard, kat meja, kat kertas.... huhu... that's my mascot... and fiena, stop laughing at me when i said that i wanted to become one... actually, there's some interesting facts about these little creatures that makes me want to become like them... they are not just mere bees by the way... read on to find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bumblers&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hummers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By “bumblers”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I mean bumblebees. I wonder who named them bumblebees? Maybe the name describes the way they aviate. What is the correct term for a gathering of bumblebees? It could be bunch/group/flock/gaggle. Take your choice. If they were geese they would be in a gaggle. I like the word gaggle. It’s fun to say. So be it…we have a gaggle of bumblebees bumbling around our azalea blooms. Their black and yellow striping makes them stand out against the pink and rose hued azaleas. They are very business like, moving purposefully in their pollination pursuits. They definitely are not interested in pausing, hovering or sitting on their butts to take a break. So the best thing to do is just let a bumblebee do his thing. If you mess around with a bumblebee, he or she will put a sting on you that will make you yowl for several moments of pure pain. I have discovered that a story I heard a long time ago is not true. The story is that an aeronautical engineer who studied the anatomy of the bumblebee declared that, speaking aeronautically, the bumblebee could not possibly fly. This story mystified me. I wondered if a bumblebees are not designed to fly, how do they learn to fly? I can’t visualize all the baby bumblebees going to flight school or being home-schooled like Dumbo. (In case you have forgotten, Dumbo was the little elephant with big ears that learned to fly and became famous in Disneyland.) The story about the bumblebee not being able to fly is pure myth. One source says it started in the 1930’s when a prominent German aerodynamicist was asked by a biologist about the flight of the bumblebee. The scientist took a pencil and a napkin, estimated the bee’s weight and wing area, and calculated the lift generated by the wing. His calculations indicated the bumblebee should not be able to fly. Later a French entomologist, Antoine Magnan, pointed out the pencil and napkin calculation was based on a faulty assumption that the bumblebee had a rigid, smooth wing like an aircraft. Now anyone who has watched bumblebees fly knows that their wings are never rigid. Their wings beat 130 times per second. And that brings me to the other little beastie feature in today’s Rambling Prose column. The hummer is, of course, the humming bird. We have a humming bird feeder filled with homemade nectar hanging out. Betty concocts the nectar and I fill and hang the feeder. So we’re all set to welcome this dazzling little aeronaut back to Elmore County. While we are waiting I did a bit of research. I found out the humming bird is able to hover because of the way he strokes with his wings. Hummingbird flight is different from other bird flight because their wings are extended throughout the whole stroke. The stroke is made in a symmetrical figure eight with the wing being an airfoil in both the up and down stroke. To my amazement, I also found that hummingbirds beat their wings 52 times a second or less. That’s less than half the rate the poor bumblebees have to beat their wings! I think the surprising difference in the rate of wing beats is evidence that the streamlined hummingbird is built for flying and hovering. The bulky bumbler has to beat his stubby wings like you-know-what just to remain airborne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SubhanAllah! they are amazing, aren't they? though the writer said that it is a myth, it is totally not true... it is true that the proportion of the wings and the body of the bumble bees actually render them from flying... and just look at this article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Bumble Bees &amp; Honey Bees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The fact that bumble bees can fly goes beyond current human understanding of aerodynamics - they should not be producing the "lift" their wings generate - they are the wrong shape - they give us the important clue that all things are possible!&lt;br /&gt;From the bumble bee's distant cousin, we observe how the honeybee can point the other bees in the swarm to a distant honey source simply by performing a complicated waggle dance, which acts like a compass to show the heading the others need to fly'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can find the article from this site : &lt;a href="http://www.bioteams.com/2006/02/25/bioteams_an_introduction.html"&gt;http://www.bioteams.com/2006/02/25/bioteams_an_introduction.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and something about the 'bumblebees paradox' taken from this site:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pass.maths.org.uk/issue17/news/bumble/index-gifd.html"&gt;http://www.pass.maths.org.uk/issue17/news/bumble/index-gifd.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The buzz on bumblebees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The common bumblebee is a familiar visitor to European gardens. At first sight there's nothing particularly remarkable about this small furry interloper, but it has been a source of mathematical controversy for nearly a century.&lt;br /&gt;Calculations made in the 1930s at the University of Gottingen seemed to prove that it was aerodynamically impossible for a bumblebee to fly. Bumblebees, of course, continued to fly about with blithe disregard for these results!&lt;br /&gt;The so-called "Bumblebee Paradox" entered the public imagination, even inspiring the title of a well-known children's book ("The Bumblebee Flies Anyway", by Robert Cormier).&lt;br /&gt;Confusion persisted right up until 1996, when researchers at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cam.ac.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;University of Cambridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoo.cam.ac.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Department of Zoology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; built scaled-up robotic models of insects to study in detail the airflow around their flapping wings.&lt;br /&gt;This team, headed by Animal Mechanics specialist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.admin.cam.ac.uk/univ/science/working/ellington.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Charlie Ellington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, found results that seemed to solve the conundrum. They discovered that extra aerodynamic lift was generated by a vortex travelling along the leading edge of the insect's wings during a downstroke.&lt;br /&gt;However, it seems that the Bumblebee Paradox may not be so easily defeated. Researchers Michael Dickinson and James Birch, from the University of California at Berkeley, have recently suggested in the journal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nature.com/Nature/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; that the bumblebee may be as baffling as ever.&lt;br /&gt;To avoid the difficulty of building and working with tiny mechanical insects, they built a greatly scaled-up model of a fruit fly and observed it flapping in a tank of mineral oil. This simulated the experience of a tiny real-life fruit fly flapping in the much thinner medium of air.&lt;br /&gt;"Based on these experiments we concluded that the [Cambridge] hypothesis cannot explain the attachment of the vortex throughout the stroke," said Professor Dickinson. So how does the bumblebee fly? "We still don't know for sure" - and the bumblebee flies anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are very hardworking... but they do not produce honey for commercial use... only a few grams to feed their young... n they are very protective too... in fact, they are more aggressive than the honey bees... they will attack humans, if they are under threat... n when they attack, they will not loose their sting and die like the honey bess... cool, huh? [TOTALLY!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they benefit mankind too... they are the ones responsible for pollinating flowers, fruits and vegetables in the gardens... that's not all... they help us in so many things... these little creatures are definitely one of the miracles of GOD... MasyaAllah! That is God willed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what amazed me the most is that they are NOT supposed to fly, and against all odds, they are flying... n still flying... i think that one of the reason that they are still flying until now is, they got no one to tell them they can't fly... they believe in themselves... and this definitely shows that if you believe in yourself, nothing is impossible... even the impossible is possible when you believe in your own true self... but still, the reason for this miracle is definitely because Allah had programmed them to fly... the bees submitted to Allah and accept whatever He gave to them... they were created to serve us, and for us to appreciate them as a gift from Allah... the bees are happy and content to carry out their purpose... it is our turn as humans to submit to Allah SWT, worship Him and be content with what He gave us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is also a surah named the bees; Surah 16 of the Quran, an-Nahl... there are many things revealed in this surah, but of course, there are also verses on bees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I seek refuge in God from Satan the rejected&lt;br /&gt;In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And your Lord inspired the bee: build homes in mountains and trees, and in (the hives) they build for you.&lt;br /&gt;Then eat from all the fruits, following the design of your Lord, precisely. From their bellies comes a drink of different colors, wherein there is healing for the people. This should be (sufficient) proof for people who reflect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;[16:68-69] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that will explain why i really want to become like these &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; little creatures... hehe... so, fiena n izy n intan, jgn ckp aku mcm2 lg ek? smpi ati ooo korg gelakkan aku ari 2... sampai kuar sume dictionary la nk menunjukkan aku psl bumble beez... cenggini le housem8... =P taw ar bumble beez 2 cute... haha... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess, that's all... prasan x aku pakai ejaan yg btol utk posting nie... tp utk english je la... bm aku x taw ar nk jd per... cam hancus je... huhu... intan! tolong ajar aku bm la, ko kan pakar bm, kan? kan? kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam n peace out! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ buzZzZzZzZzZzing around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114835992331190449?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114835992331190449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114835992331190449&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114835992331190449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114835992331190449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/bumble-beezzzzzzzzz.html' title='bumble beezZzZzZzZz...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114826120057701088</id><published>2006-05-22T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T18:26:40.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>de-not-so-baek feeling</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;well, seems dat usually i'll be addressing myself as ana when i'm posting in bm...  so i wanna change dat coz  i felt like i'm not so baek to be using ana as ganti nama diri pertama [is dat rite? huhu... dh lame tgglkn bm... sori cikgu aziz... sya dh luper la... aiyak!]... so, frm now on... i'll be using aku le... even when i'm praying, i'll be using aku rite? so, there's no harm in changing dat, rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114826120057701088?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114826120057701088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114826120057701088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114826120057701088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114826120057701088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/de-not-so-baek-feeling.html' title='de-not-so-baek feeling'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114820837880391448</id><published>2006-05-21T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T03:46:18.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to wear or not to wear?</title><content type='html'>found dis during my pelayaran tru de web... luv it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"I'm so tired."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Tired of what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Of all these people judging me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Who judged you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Like that woman, every time I sit with her, she tells me to wear hijab."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Oh, hijab and music! The mother of all topics!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yeah! I listen to music without hijab…haha!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Maybe she was just giving you advice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"I don't need her advice. I know my religion. Can`t she mind her own business?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Maybe you misunderstood. She was just being nice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Keeping out of my business, that would be nice..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"But it's her duty to encourage you do to good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Trust me. That was no encouragement. And what do you mean `good` ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Well, wearing hijab, that would be a good thing to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Says who?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"It's in the Qur'an, isn't it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yes. She did quote me something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"She said Surah Nur, and other places of the Qur'an."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yes, but it's not a big sin anyway. Helping people and praying is more important."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"True. But big things start with small things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"That's a good point, but what you wear is not important. What's important is to have a good healthy heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"What you wear is not important?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"That's what I said."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Then why do you spend an hour every morning fixing up?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"What do you mean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"You spend money on cosmetics, not to mention all the time you spend on fixing your hair and low-carb dieting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"So?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"So, your appearance IS important."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"No. I said wearing hijab is not an important thing in religion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"If it's not an important thing in religion, why is it mentioned in the Holy Qur'an?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"You know I can't follow all that's in Qur'an."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"You mean God tells you something to do, you disobey and then it's OK?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yes. God is forgiving."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"God is forgiving to those who repent and do not repeat their mistakes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Says who?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Says the same book that tells you to cover."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"But I don't like hijab, it limits my freedom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"But the lotions, lipsticks, mascara and other cosmetics set you free?! What`s your definition of freedom anyway?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Freedom is in doing whatever you like to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"No. Freedom is in doing the right thing, not in doing whatever we wish to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Look! I've seen so many people who don't wear hijab and are nice people, and so many who wear hijab and are bad people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"So what? There are people who are nice to you but are alcoholic. Should we all be alcoholics? You made a stupid point."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"I don't want to be an extremist or a fanatic. I'm OK the way I am without hijab."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Then you are a secular fanatic. An extremist in disobeying God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"You don't get it, if I wear hijab, who would marry me?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"So all these people with hijab never get married?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Okay! What if I get married and my husband doesn't like it? And wants me to remove it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"What if your husband wants you to go out with him on a bank robbery?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"That's irrelevant, bank robbery is a crime."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Disobeying your Creator is not a crime?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"But then who would hire me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"A company that respects people for who they are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Not after 9-11"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yes. After 9-11. Don't you know about Hanan who just got into med school? And the other one, what was her name, the girl who always wore a white hijab…ummm…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yasmeen?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yes. Yasmeen. She just finished her MBA and is now interning for GE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Why do you reduce religion to a piece of cloth anyway?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Why do you reduce womanhood to high heals and lipstick colors?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"You didn't answer my question."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"In fact, I did. Hijab is not just a piece of cloth. It is obeying God in a difficult environment. It iscourage, faith in action, and true womanhood. But your short sleeves, tight pants…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"That's called `fashion`, you live in a cave or something? First of all, hijab was founded by menwho wanted to control women."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Really? I did not know men could control women by hijab."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yes. That's what it is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"What about the women who fight their husbands to wear hijab? And women in France who areforced to remove their hijab by men? What do you say about that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Well, that's different."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"What difference? The woman who asked you to wear hijab…she was a woman, right?""Right, but…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"But fashions that are designed and promoted by male-dominated corporations, set you free? Men have no control on exposing women and using them as a commodity?! Give me a break!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Wait, let me finish, I was saying…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Saying what? You think that men control women by hijab?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Specifically how?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"By telling women how and what to wear, dummy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Doesn't TV, magazines and movies tell you whatto wear, and how to be `attractive'?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Of course, it's fashion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Isn't that control? Pressuring you to wear what they want you to wear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;[Silence]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Not just controlling you, but also controlling the market."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"What do you mean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"I mean, you are told to look skinny and anorexic like that woman on the cover of the magazine, by men who design those magazines and sell those products."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"I don't get it. What does hijab have to do with products."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"It has everything to do with that. Don't you see? Hijab is a threat to consumerism, women whospend billions of dollars to look skinny and live by standards of fashion designed by men…and then here is Islam, saying trash all that nonsense and focus on your soul, not on your looks, and do not worry what men think of your looks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Like I don't have to buy hijab? Isn't hijab a product?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Yes, it is. It is a product that sets you free from male-dominated consumerism."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Stop lecturing me! I WILL NOT WEAR HIJAB! It is awkward, outdated, and totally not suitable for this society ... Moreover, I am only 20 and too young to wear hijab!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Fine. Say that to your Lord, when you face Him on Judgment Day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Fine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Fine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;[Silence]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Shut up and I don't want to hear more about hijab niqab schmijab Punjab!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;[Silence]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;She stared at the mirror, tired of arguing with herself all this time. Successful enough, she managed to shut the voices in her head, with her own opinions triumphant in victory on the matter, and a final modern decision accepted by the society - but rejected by the Faith: "Yes!" - to curls on the hair - "No!" - to hijab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And he (/she) is indeed a failure who corrupts it [the soul]!"[Holy Quran 91:10]Subhana'Allah!!!"Nay! You prefer the life of this world; While the hereafter is better and more lasting."[Holy Quran: 87:16-17]&lt;br /&gt;"You are the best community (Ummah) raised up for (the benefit of) humanity; enjoining what is right and forbidding what is wrong and believing in Allah."[Holy Quran: 3:110]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114820837880391448?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114820837880391448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114820837880391448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114820837880391448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114820837880391448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-wear-or-not-to-wear.html' title='to wear or not to wear?'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114814793249246901</id><published>2006-05-21T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T10:58:52.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~me~</title><content type='html'>sumthing bout me... hehe... de website [which is claimed 2 be constructed by a psychologist]  says dat i'm ENFP... u'll find out wat it is at de bottom of dis entry... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What's there to say about you? You're an initiator of change and are keenly in tune to possibilities... you're enthusiastic, and it's contagious...you're tireless in the pursuit of newfound interests... You can anticipate the needs of others, and offer them needed help and appreciation. You bring zest, livelihood, and fun to all aspects of your life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You're agreeable, sociable, outgoing and like to imagine yourself in the future... who will you marry? what type of work will you do? where will you live? All questions you ask yourself...you like to keep your options open...you're imaginative...curious...you prefer to understand than judge.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You see endless possibilities. You hate to be boxed into anything -- like a career -- for life...so you hesitate and resist making decisions...always look for new and novel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You like a learning environment where the teacher takes a personal interest in you...You're motto might be: "There's always a better way or a better answer.."... when you're committed to something, you are enthusiastic to the point of preaching to the whole world about it (...like the Storm Palace?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Your style of organization is... well, personalized. Others don't really see you as organized, though, do they? YOU know what's where, and there's a "method to your madness," huh?&lt;br /&gt;You have a hard time separating work from leisure, since you have fun while you work. You're always on the lookout for new things... you like learning with others, so you'll invite 'em to join you at films, plays and classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When you fall in love, you study the other person in every way. The one you fall in love with is "the best ever" a lot, huh? Sheesh. But others feel unconditionally loved by you ....you fall head over heels and get in love FAST. You are charming...full of vitality...you treat others with sympathy, gentleness, and warmth... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Last part: watch out for losing your focus 'cause you wanna try too many ideas at the same time... you don't prioritize, so you can overload...also, because you're just a fun-loving animal, you might not complete important work and basic responsibilities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFP: "Every day, New Fantastic Possibilities"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114814793249246901?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114814793249246901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114814793249246901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114814793249246901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114814793249246901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/me.html' title='~me~'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114753803619412145</id><published>2006-05-14T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T09:33:56.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>easy vs difficult</title><content type='html'>Easy is to judge the mistakes of others&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to talk without thinking&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to refrain the tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to hurt someone who loves us.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to heal the wound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to forgive others&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to ask for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to set rules.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to follow them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to dream every night.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to fight for a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to show victory.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to assume defeat with dignity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to admire a full moon.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to see the other side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to stumble with a stone.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to get up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to enjoy life every day.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to give its real value...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to promise something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to fulfill that promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to say we love.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to show it every day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to criticize others.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to improve oneself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to learn from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to weep for a lost love.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to take care of it so not to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to think about improving.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to stop thinking it and put it into action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to think bad of others&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to give them the benefit of the doubt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to receive&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy to read this&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is keep the friendship with words&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to keep it with meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~yup! im totally agree wit all of those... thanx 2 abi imraan 4 dis sweet reminder! =) n btw, ade yg kat ats 2 yg kene tpt2 kat btg idung sndirik... huhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114753803619412145?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114753803619412145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114753803619412145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114753803619412145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114753803619412145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/easy-vs-difficult.html' title='easy vs difficult'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114700777185989784</id><published>2006-05-07T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T06:16:11.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>x keruan? ntah le...</title><content type='html'>salamz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuargh... can't believe it... tul ke ni? dh nk pekse dh esok! ESOK?!!! WUAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! *hysteria* [nadia! snap out of it!] huuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh... calm down... okeyh... i can accept dat de d-day will be 2morro... but i'm scared... really scared...&lt;br /&gt;n i'm still typing these words while other people are cramming their heads wit de formula of de 1st principle 4 derivation n law of conservation of momentum n how hydrogen bond is formed... huh... seb baek esok esls je... so i guess dis post is like an exercise 4 me to brush up my english... tho i'm pretty sure dat it'll not give any effect 2 my english proficiency =P hehe...&lt;br /&gt;n de other papers dat i'll be sitting 4 nex week are chemistry, math studies n physics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takut. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi... klu takut pun, there's nothing i can do bout it, rite? de xm will definitely be 2morro gax, so kene le jd berani... hehe... berani... berani... berani... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daa abis wat revision... but dunno le... whether it is enuf or not...&lt;br /&gt;usaha dulu n then tawakal...&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, teguhkanlah hati ini dlm menghadapi ujian2-Mu dan terangilah hati ini senantiasa dengan cahaya hidayat-Mu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... guess dats all 4 now... 2 those who are reading this, pls pray 4 me n my friends, keyh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114700777185989784?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114700777185989784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114700777185989784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114700777185989784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114700777185989784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/x-keruan-ntah-le.html' title='x keruan? ntah le...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114555396691144613</id><published>2006-04-21T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:26:06.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~[*_*]~~~</title><content type='html'>current situation: loads of work+headaches+panda eyes+sleepy+coughing *huk*huk*huk*+terase cam x terurus... SGT!+hectic gilerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;future situation: mo works+mo assignments+less sleep+darker panda eyes+no tyme 4 myself+totally hectic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114555396691144613?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114555396691144613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114555396691144613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114555396691144613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114555396691144613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='~~~[*_*]~~~'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114515033600566582</id><published>2006-04-16T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T18:52:02.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rising frm a fall</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawawawa... i'm being bullied by my room8 n housem8s! huhu... smpi ati... isk3... cenggini le housem8s n room8... [org2 ygbertanggungjawab ke ats proses pembulian: fiena, izy n intan] =P .... hmm.... i'm not angry btw, coz at least it did give sum colours 2 my life... in a weird n funny way... hehe... so continue wit de process... coz i oso luv bullying korg... but dis tyme, kiter 'up' sket... huehuehueh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... got many assignments 2 do... my parents oredi got my rezult frm intec... actually my mum had oredi know my BAD rezult b4 de letter reached my house pun... so, there's nothing shocking when she received dat letter... dat letter is juz like a confirmation of my BAD rezult... 2 confirm dat i really did BADly in da topic tests... eeeiiiii... really hate 2 see dat letter... eeeeiiiii.... geram... nk baling jeerrr... wawawawa... huish... sabo2... [calm down...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe Allah wants me 2 fall first... coz if i rise b4 i fall, then it'll hurt me lg truk than if i fall first then i'll rise... bit by bit... Insya'Allah... hope Allah will guide me tru my studies in INTEC n hope my dreamz will come tru... Insya'Allah! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114515033600566582?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114515033600566582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114515033600566582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114515033600566582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114515033600566582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/rising-frm-fall.html' title='rising frm a fall'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114480279471555150</id><published>2006-04-12T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:49:55.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my love!</title><content type='html'>i was supposed 2 post dis entry yesterday as it is de birthday of our beloved Prophet Muhammad pbuh. ... but as usual, der is sum problem wit de wifi connection so i cant post it... so, im posting it 2day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau ada pakaian yang koyak, Rasulullah menampalnya sendiri tanpa perlu menyuruh isterinya. Beliau juga memerah susu kambing untuk keperluan keluarga mahupun untuk dijual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali pulang ke rumah, bila dilihat tiada makanan yang sudah siap di masak untuk dimakan, sambil tersenyum baginda menyinsing lengan bajunya untuk membantu isterinya di dapur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayidatina 'Aisyah menceritakan "Kalau Nabi berada di rumah, beliau selalu membantu urusan rumahtangga. Jika mendengar azan, beliau cepat-cepat berangkat ke masjid, dan cepat-cepat pula kembali sesudah selesai sembahyang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah baginda pulang pada waktu pagi. Tentulah baginda amat lapar waktu itu. Tetapi dilihatnya tiada apa pun yang ada untuk sarapan. Yang mentah pun tidak ada kerana Sayidatina 'Aisyah belum ke pasar. Maka Nabi bertanya, "Belum ada sarapan ya Khumaira?" (Khumaira adalah panggilan mesra untuk Sayidatina 'Aisyah yang bererti 'Wahai yang kemerah-merahan') Aisyah menjawab dengan agak serba salah, "Belum ada apa-apa wahai Rasulullah." Rasulullah lantas berkata, "Jika begitu aku puasa saja hari ini." tanpa sedikit tergambar rasa kesal di wajahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaliknya baginda sangat marah tatkala melihat seorang suami memukul isterinya. Rasulullah menegur, "Mengapa engkau memukul isterimu?" Lantas soalan itu dijawab dengan agak gementar, "Isteriku sangat keras kepala. Sudah diberi nasihat dia tetap degil, jadi aku pukul dia." "Aku tidak bertanya alasanmu," sahut Nabi s. a. w. "Aku menanyakan mengapa engkau memukul teman tidurmu dan ibu kepada anak-anakmu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah baginda bersabda, "sebaik-baik lelaki adalah yang paling baik dan lemah lembut terhadap isterinya."Prihatin, sabar dan tawadhuknya baginda dalam menjadi ketua keluarga langsung tidak sedikitpun menjejaskan kedudukannya sebagai pemimpin umat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu ketika baginda menjadi imam solat. Dilihat oleh para sahabat, pergerakan baginda antara satu rukun ke satu rukun yang lain amat sukar sekali. Dan mereka mendengar bunyi menggerutup seolah-olah sendi-sendi pada tubuh baginda yang mulia itu bergeser antara satu sama lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayidina Umar yang tidak tahan melihat keadaan baginda itu langsung bertanya setelah selesai bersembahyang, "Ya Rasulullah, kami melihat seolah-olah tuan menanggung penderitaan yang amat berat, tuan sakitkah ya Rasulullah?" "Tidak, ya Umar. Alhamdulillah, aku sihat dan segar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya Rasulullah... mengapa setiap kali tuan menggerakkan tubuh, kami mendengar seolah-olah sendi bergeselan di tubuh tuan? Kami yakin engkau sedang sakit... " desak Umar penuh cemas. AkhirnyaRasulullah mengangkat jubahnya. Para sahabat amat terkejut. Perut baginda yang kempis, kelihatan dililiti sehelai kain yang berisi batu kerikil, buat menahan rasa lapar. Batu-batu kecil itulah yangmenimbulkan bunyi-bunyi halus setiap kali bergeraknya tubuh baginda. "Ya Rasulullah! Adakah bila tuan menyatakan lapar dan tidak punya makanan, kami tidak akan mendapatkannya buat tuan?" Lalu baginda menjawab dengan lembut, "Tidak para sahabatku. Aku tahu, apa pun akan engkau korbankan demi Rasulmu. Tetapi apakah akan aku jawab di hadapan ALLAH nanti, apabila aku sebagai pemimpin, menjadi beban kepada umatnya?" "Biarlah kelaparan ini sebagai hadiah ALLAH buatku, agar umatku kelak tidak ada yang kelaparan di dunia ini lebih-lebih lagi tiada yang kelaparan di Akhirat kelak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baginda pernah tanpa rasa canggung sedikitpun makan di sebelah seorang tua yang penuh kudis, miskin dan kotor. Hanya diam dan bersabar bila kain rida'nya direntap dengan kasar oleh seorang Arab Badwi hingga berbekas merah di lehernya. Dan dengan penuh rasa kehambaan baginda membasuh tempat yang dikencing si Badwi di dalam masjid sebelum menegur dengan lembut perbuatan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kecintaannya yang tinggi terhadap ALLAH swt dan rasa kehambaan yang sudah sebati dalam diri Rasulullah saw menolak sama sekali rasa ketuanan. Seolah-olah anugerah kemuliaan dari ALLAH langsung tidak dijadikan sebab untuknya merasa lebih dari yang lain, ketika di depan ramai mahupun dalam keseorangan. Ketika pintu Syurga telah terbuka seluas-luasnya untuk baginda, baginda masih lagi berdiri di waktu-waktu sepi malam hari, terus-menerus beribadah hinggakan pernah baginda terjatuh lantaran kakinya sudah bengkak-bengkak. Fizikalnya sudah tidak mampu menanggung kemahuan jiwanya yang tinggi. Bila ditanya oleh Sayidatina 'Aisyah, "Ya Rasulullah, bukankah engaku telah dijamin Syurga? Mengapa engkau masih bersusah payah begini?" Jawab baginda dengan lunak, "Ya 'Aisyah, bukankah aku ini hanyalah seorang hamba? Sesungguhnya aku ingin menjadi hamba-Nya yang bersyukur."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~~~ Ana rase susah dh nk jumpe org dgn peribadi Rasulullah saw mcm diceritekn kat ats td skrg nie... lg2 org yg sanggup makan kat sebelah 'seorang tua yang penuh kudis, miskin dan kotor'... mau org 2 lari je... pas 2 sanggup baginda sggup bersihkan tmpt yg Badwi 2 kencing kat masjid... klu ana... badwi 2 musti kene marah n kene suruh basuh balik tmpt td... giler aper kencing kat masjid? huhu... 2 ana... tp Rasulullah saw, marah pun tidak... tegur dgn lmbut lg... hmm... harap keperibadian Rasulullah 2 ade le tersemai skit2 kat diri ana nie... klu bleh sume... it's not impossible... tp ye le... ana nie bukan maksum... sentiase wat salah... dh le slalo wat salah, pas 2 bknnye nak cpt2 sedar... leh leka lg... *sigh*... but dat wont stop me frm trying aite? hope i'll be istiqamah in de good things dat i'm doing n hope dat i cn fight de oh-so-many temptationz in dis world... Insya'Allah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~ wassalam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114480279471555150?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114480279471555150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114480279471555150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114480279471555150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114480279471555150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-love.html' title='my love!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114460060442592891</id><published>2006-04-10T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T09:39:35.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>numa numa yeay... numa numa numa yeay~~~</title><content type='html'>salamz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... nk ckp aper ek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday morning... went 4 a jog wit my usrah-m8s + kak bee... best! pas 2 kitorg ade usrah... lg best! n kak bee bg kitorg mkn sandwich... huhu... lg2 best! thanx kak bee! luv u soOoO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n kat umah... kami dilande dgn de numa numa yeay fever... huahuahuah... especially izy... =P&lt;br /&gt;x abih2 wit dat song... kami juge tlh dijangkiti ngan virus gaming... asyik men game je... vektor yg tlh dikenalpasti ialah cd Yahoo Games Most Wanted! yg tlh menyebarkan virus ini ke merate-rate tmpt... n cd ini adlh kepunyaan fiena! my own sweet innocent housem8... tsk3! my own housem8... who initiated dis whole epidemic... n i oso had been infected... =P cant take my eyes of de computer..... [suare cam zombie----&gt; must play gamez... must play hamsterball... must play airstrike... must play luxor... must play zuma... ~~~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least we dont get any symptoms of ausmat syndrome... yet... eh, wait... ade ke? hmmm... xde kot... rsnye... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my topic 4 de bio awareness essay is being approved... Alhamdulillah! got 2 work on my text production [tp] plaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keyh le... enuf blabbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam! ~chow~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114460060442592891?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114460060442592891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114460060442592891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114460060442592891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114460060442592891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/numa-numa-yeay-numa-numa-numa-yeay.html' title='numa numa yeay... numa numa numa yeay~~~'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114426271711246650</id><published>2006-04-06T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:53:07.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st tyme...</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... it's 2 o'clock in de morning... n i'm still awake... huah... no lah i oredi slept a li'l bit juz now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noe wat?! 2day ausmats students a get a half day off... huhu... first tyme in year 12 of ausmat 17 history dat we get to get bak at 1 o'clock... huahuahuah... best gak... well, after i got bak, first thing first... which is... ape lagik... tdo le... hehe... no lah... i finished everything dat i supposed 2 do first n then bru tdo... huaaaaahhh... noe wat? i dreamt bout dis thing dat i oredi dreamt bout few days ago... it's de same person doin de same thing in my dreams... de situations are different, in my dreams dat is... but dat particular person is there... huhu... wat does dat mean? ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh... nvm, as long as i got enuf sleep... i wuldnt bother bout wat i'm dreaming bout n wat my dreamz are all bout... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* if only dis day will last 4eva.... well, dat's definitey NOT goin 2 happen especially 2 ausmat students... we r alwez goin 2 be de last ones 2 leave INTEC grounds everyday [xcluding de tesl students] except 4 fridays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... juz got my bio's human awareness essay... oredi got my topic, but dunno whether it's goin 2 be approved or not... coz mine is not in de list of topics dat de lecturer had given me... hopefully it'll get approved 2morrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess, dat's all... till then, wassalam n peace outzZzZz! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114426271711246650?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114426271711246650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114426271711246650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114426271711246650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114426271711246650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/1st-tyme.html' title='1st tyme...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114391551478155965</id><published>2006-04-02T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:38:00.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lillahi Taala</title><content type='html'>Learn to call on Allah,&lt;br /&gt;In the dark,&lt;br /&gt;While riding on a bus,&lt;br /&gt;Or sitting in a park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to do it when&lt;br /&gt;Alone in a room,&lt;br /&gt;Or staying up late,&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if someone boasts about&lt;br /&gt;What he did for Allah,&lt;br /&gt;And asks you to tell him&lt;br /&gt;What you did for Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Just say, "Why should I tell you&lt;br /&gt;If I did it for Allah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~such a sweet poem 2 remind us bout how important it is 2 be sincere in wateva things we do in lyfe~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114391551478155965?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114391551478155965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114391551478155965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114391551478155965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114391551478155965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/lillahi-taala.html' title='Lillahi Taala'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114364313330941456</id><published>2006-03-29T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T06:38:53.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~.~</title><content type='html'>blur. down. tense. headache. sleepy. work. lots of work. problems. mo problems. life... juz goes on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114364313330941456?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114364313330941456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114364313330941456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114364313330941456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114364313330941456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='~.~'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114355011906467518</id><published>2006-03-28T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T04:48:39.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart n temptationz...</title><content type='html'>salamz... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... last weekend i actually went 4 a vacation... wuahaha... yeah, rite? no-lah, i went 4 dat umno seminar @ hotel seri malaysia... talk... talk... n mo talk... tru out de whole prgrm... well, at least i dont hv 2 sleep in a tent n being drenched in de rain while sleeping... [dpt escape kem bina insan... wuahaha... gud luk 4 u guys who gotta go 4 dat prgrm! =P]... 3 stars pun, 3 stars lah... it's okeyh le... got tv n air-cond n water-heater =) [korg jgn jeles... hihi... *sigh* civilization at last... even if it juz lasted 4 one day je...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuf wit de vacation thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite now, i must really focus in wat i'm doin at intec... my nawaitu must be on de rite track... Ya Allah! May it alwez be on de rite direction! there r lotz of temptations... sumtimes things happened... n u juz dunno wat 2 do... is it rite? is it wrong? it's not in de head... it's bout wat's inside ur qalb... sumtimes u r in de middle of a situation dat demand u 2 make a decision... u'll feel like u r goin 2 loose dat special thing... but if u look deeper, u juz gotta believe in Allah... He will give u de best in His own time... u juz gotta believe in Him... temptations... temptations... temptations... wuaaaaahhhh... am i strong enuf 2 fight these temptations? hope so... Insya'Allah... but im really afraid... really i am~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam...&lt;br /&gt;~~~ Ya Allah! Creator of the heavens and the earth! Knower of the hidden and the exposed! Rabb of everything and every one. I bear witness that none has the right to be worshipped but You. I seek Your Protection from the evil of my own self from the evil of Satan and from the evil of Shirk to which he calls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114355011906467518?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114355011906467518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114355011906467518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114355011906467518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114355011906467518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/heart-n-temptationz.html' title='heart n temptationz...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114278958553415061</id><published>2006-03-20T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T09:33:05.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new start...</title><content type='html'>salam!&lt;br /&gt;ugh.. td pnat je merepek... last2 xde pun kene post...&lt;br /&gt;neway, ari ni bday intan! eppy 19th bday! huhu... intan dh tue... best nye jd de youngest mmbr in dis house... ekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2morro will be a new start 4 another half of dis sem... hopefully i'll survive dis sem without any loose wire inside my head... wuahaha... no lah... juz kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz pray 4 me dat i'll get tru dis... wit flying colours... hopefully... Insya'Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emm... dh le... ngantuk ni... till then, wassalam! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114278958553415061?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114278958553415061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114278958553415061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114278958553415061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114278958553415061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-start_20.html' title='a new start...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114260062428912370</id><published>2006-03-17T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T05:43:10.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 ausmat students... who alwez thrive 2 be de best of de best...</title><content type='html'>salamz!&lt;br /&gt;well, juz realized dat most of my frenz had started 2 succumbing themselves 2 de pressure of AUSMAT... books + assignments + lab reports = 24-7... huhu... better start 2 realized it now rather than later... or else u'll suffer... sUfFfFfFfFfeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrr~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;[oh u dont hv 2 worry bout me... i hv started dis routine 4 almost 2 months now... haha... &lt;dunno&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* dat's de life of an ausmat student, huh guyz? we cant even compare ourselves 2 other students frm other prgrms or else will be dead jealous of them... our class usually starts at 8am and end at 4pm... but my classes 4 mondays n wednesdays started at 10am... but wait... there's a catch... my classes 4 tuesdays n thursdays started at 8am n will end at 6pm!!!! yup... de whole class will be totally exhausted n tired n almost jd x btul after dat whole day... [de whole class will go bonkers... really.... kitorg dh wat dh xperimen yg menunjukkan keputusan yg +ve... btw, de guinea pigs 4 dis xperiment= us.... wuahahaha....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 think bout it, ausmat students hv de highest probability of having nervous breakdown... haha... but, seriously there was a case regarding one of my super senior in AUSMAT 13 or 14 dat almost being submitted 2 de asylum! one of de reason dat lead 2 his insanity was dat his assignments were kept being rejected by de lecturer... dunno whether it is tru or not... but de probability is there... but nvm... mental illness isnt a life threatening disease rite? n it can be cured... so, u dont hv 2 worry bout it too much... ~huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, u juz hv 2 live wit dis stuff... life wud be dead boring without them, rite? okay, i noe it's hard... but juz think bout all de things dat may come if we SURVIVE n LIVE tru dis prgrm... think bout de gooooood stuff... think bout it n laugh aloud.... MUAHAHAHA... but not so kuat psl nnti ilmu kuar =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*... it's a long way 2 go... but Insya'Allah we'll get there in anyway we can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; sorry 4 de incovenience of dis post which sum how depicts a li'l bit of insanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ganbatte kudasai! chaiyok! never give up! [n sewaktu ngan nye... ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114260062428912370?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114260062428912370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114260062428912370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114260062428912370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114260062428912370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/4-ausmat-students-who-alwez-thrive-2_17.html' title='4 ausmat students... who alwez thrive 2 be de best of de best...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114243439428887312</id><published>2006-03-15T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T06:03:55.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>desired by everyone... haha... =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1964/1051/1600/sagittarian.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1964/1051/320/sagittarian.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... it is sumthing like me... a li'l bit tho... not de real me... but still a small minisicule part of me... it's juz a coincidence dat most of my characteristics are being list down in dis pic... haha... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114243439428887312?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114243439428887312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114243439428887312&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114243439428887312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114243439428887312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/desired-by-everyone-haha-p.html' title='desired by everyone... haha... =P'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114222569606995699</id><published>2006-03-13T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:54:56.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shop....ping</title><content type='html'>salam! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bru balik last nite... dah ganti tdo dah [skit je le...] kene wat manyak keje pas ni.... wuah...&lt;br /&gt;smlm best gi shopping ngan skin... wuoohhh... best giler...&lt;br /&gt;jarang tuh gi shopping sakan [tp xder la sakan sgt... sakan skit je...] len kali leh gi shopping lagik ngan skin... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuti ni cam x cuti jer... coz i got soOoOo many things 2 do... bio op lum confirm... esls lum siap... revision lum wat... tp xper... they're all 4 my own good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay le... peace out!&lt;br /&gt;wassalam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114222569606995699?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114222569606995699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114222569606995699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114222569606995699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114222569606995699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/shopping.html' title='shop....ping'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114199491652420399</id><published>2006-03-10T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T04:49:42.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~life~</title><content type='html'>sumtimes u juz hv 2 admit de facts of life... everyone has their ups n downs... down... thanx izy 4 reminding me 4 not living in denial =)... i'm not living in denial... i'm living in de real world... it's not everlasting... wat i'm doing in dis world is 4 de hereafter... dat'll last 4eva... everything will not turn out de way u want them to be in de real world... u juz gotta accept wat is being laid down in front of u... take it wit a stride... full of confidence... wat eva things dat may come, u'll be ready 4 it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's real... de world is real... u can never run frm it... even if u can, where will u go? no where!... well, u can run in a circle 4 a while by getting high, but in de end, u'll juz goin 2 be in a deeper problem than u r in b4... dat's one stupid way of ruining ur precious life... in de real world, wat u r doing is juz planning on how u want things 2 go in ur life... but The One 2 decide what will happen 2 u is Allah... dat's y u hv 2 tawakkal after doin sumthing dat u might not noe wat's goin 2 happen 2 dat thing... crying is a good thing... warm tears trickling down ur cheeks can sum how soothe u... feels like sum of de burden is being lifted frm u... n when u cry in de middle of de nite... n no one can hear u accept 4 Allah, u'll feel how lucky u r 2 be born as a human... n as urself n not sumbody else... n at de same time u'll feel how small u r among billionz af other ppl... wit all de sins dat u had done during dat short period of ur life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be mo things 2 come... it'll be sweet... it'll be bitter... n sum how dat's juz de flavours of life... life wud be boring without these things, rite? i'm grateful 4 wat i have rite now... wateva de things r... they r there at de rite time in my life... 2 make my life mo colourful... n 2 make me appreciate wat's life is all bout...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114199491652420399?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114199491652420399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114199491652420399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114199491652420399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114199491652420399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/life.html' title='~life~'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114183980181602028</id><published>2006-03-09T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T09:43:21.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>test... testing de capacity of my brain... n testing... n testing</title><content type='html'>salamz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got bak frm intec... got my ies midterm test... n 2morro, i got another topic test 4 m3... yeay! test... test... n  mo test... smpi sakit kapla... =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite was physics test... dunno wat 2 say la... i left out de 1st part of de 1st question n i answer de rest of de paper 1st... but then, when it's alredy de time 2 pass up de paper, i was so glabah siler dat i can't even solve dat 1st question... uhuhu... geram... at myself... then, 2 celebrate de end of dat test, i went 2 mcd wit fiena [yg xde physics test... uish... jeles...], intan, n izy... still geram... n then sumone comforted me tru de phone... thanx! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... so sleepy... gotta study... or else... abislah... never mind.... struggle...zZzZz... uish... struggle.... struggle.... n then nex week.... CUTI! [YEAY!!!!]&lt;--- do de monkey dance wit me... =) ei... cannot la... m3 x abis lg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la... gotta continue wit my m3 xercise... bestnyer.... [sakit kapla]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam!&lt;br /&gt;~Insya'Allah kiter sme2 berjaya! &lt;--- 4 all my fwenz @ intec [especially whom r doing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUSMAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prgrm]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114183980181602028?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114183980181602028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114183980181602028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114183980181602028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114183980181602028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/test-testing-de-capacity-of-my-brain-n.html' title='test... testing de capacity of my brain... n testing... n testing'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114153528745188130</id><published>2006-03-05T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T21:08:08.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah... blah... blah</title><content type='html'>salamz!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ekeke... bru bgun tdo... last nite i slept @ 4 sumthing... almost 5 in the morning tau! wuah... it's all bcoz dat chem lab report... then woke up late... but alhamdulillah, i've finished dat thing dis morning... n then went bak 2 sleep psl ngantuk sgt2... seb baik bgun balik ngan tangkas n cepat psl izy n fiena nak memulakn projek tangkap gambo org tido lg... MUAHAHAHA! x dpt tgkp gambo org lg... MUAHAHAHA! [to izy: wlupun ko dh tgkp 4 keping gambo, tgk la nnti... oOoO... skrg 4-o... nnti 4-5 tau] HAHAHA! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... physics x study lg... m3 pun lum nengok lg... ies ade nengok skit2 la... talking bout ies, rite now i'm learning perubatan islam tau... dak accountz, econs, n sewaktu ngan nye kene blaja bab2 perniagaan dlm islam... tp dak engine je blaja akhlak je.... xper la kn... at least diorg leh mantapkan akhlak sblum jd engineer nnti... huhu... engineer b'akhlak... =P [cam izy la ni... ekekeke]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay la... ari ni x post bende best sgt... manyak merepek je.... i apologize 4 wasting ur time reading dis boring entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam!&lt;br /&gt;~ preserverance.... never give up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114153528745188130?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114153528745188130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114153528745188130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114153528745188130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114153528745188130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah... blah... blah'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114123269191866733</id><published>2006-03-02T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:06:08.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leh ke x? hmmm...</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;wuah... dh lame x posting kat bloggy... miz u bloggy... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ari nie ade usrah ngan kak ain...&lt;br /&gt;best... n ari nie... we talked bout love [bknnye psl nie yg usrah ari nie best, ek! usrah ari nie best psl dh lame x kumpul ngan nadiah n balqis n kak ain samer2... syg korg =)]... yeah, i noe i'm 2 young 4 dis stuff... dont hv 2 remind me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked whether having r/ship with sumone u luv is ok or not... huhu... ari 2 ustazah ader ckp psl bende ni... ustzh ckp die x la m'galakkn or m'bantah... so phm2 je la..&lt;br /&gt;n td ckp psl bende nie... nadiah ader bg tau satu citer best... kak ain pun ader bg.... best nyer klu dpt jumper ar-rijal cam 2... *sigh*... ader can lagi ker nk jumpe? hmmm... [dh2...ngelamun plak... =P] xper... Allah dh janji... pompuan yg baik utk lelaki yg baik n vice versa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngarut plak smpi ke situ... tp ader kaitan gak wit dis email i received within dis few weeks la...&lt;br /&gt;ader sorg mamat nie nk knl giler ngan ana... smpi bg no tepon hp n umah die... *uweks* pas 2 mintak no hp org lagik.. *uweksZZZ*... pdhal dier ckp die x-skola agame n grad uia... bleh plak cam 2... plik lar manusia nie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wateva it is... i think dis is not de rite time for dat thing... time nie kiter blaja... n bleh wat lg manyak kwn time skang nie... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay lar nk tdo nie... esok klas smpi kul 6...=S&lt;br /&gt;wassalam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~time flyz... but my love for U will never die... al-Khaliq!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114123269191866733?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114123269191866733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114123269191866733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114123269191866733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114123269191866733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/leh-ke-x-hmmm.html' title='leh ke x? hmmm...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-114054055747088069</id><published>2006-02-22T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T08:49:17.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>frenship day, huh?... ye la 2...</title><content type='html'>salamz! =)&lt;br /&gt;huhu... got tonnes of things 2 read [literally!]... td pg ader bio post test.. last nite ader chem topic test.. huhu.. hectic gler...&lt;br /&gt;2 yg susah skit nk online... even tho i oredi got wifi connection in my room... my notebook cant detect the signal... rite now im using fiena's notebook.. laju gler notebook die tgkp signal...&lt;br /&gt;i'm not suppose 2 spend my time idly rite now... but heck, i oredi succumbed myself 2 the joy of reading boooooks 4 bout a week now... n der will b mo of dat 2 come... draft 4 chem x siap lg... bio nyer oral presentation pun cam2 gak... ies pun sewaktu ngan nye gak... cam ader org yg ari 2 ckp kat ym "baru aku tau betape seksenye ausmat nie"... huhu.. yup u r rite... kn org dh gi tau taun lps dh... 2 la x dgr tul2... =P jgn mare ek? [line yg plg kerap digunakn... hehe...]&lt;br /&gt;wonder how da samsa commitee cope up wit dis stuff... coz  i think they r de only ones who r alwez busy mem'busy'kn org laen... sumone like me... no offence tho... but one of the seniors frm aussie said dat u dont hv 2 get involved in these kinds of activity pun xper... aslkan dpt rzult gempak! Insya'Allah dpt fly... &lt;br /&gt;ntah sape2 ntah yg come out wit da idea 2 play master mosquito... master mosquito my foot la!&lt;br /&gt;sorry bout dat... but it's taking our time la... playing dat not-so-clever game [kang ckp bodo, bknye bodo... ish susah nk ckp] dis game is like secret admirer nyer game 2... hoho... i got my own clasm8 lg.. sitting juz behind me in class... so, wat's da point of playing dis game neway?&lt;br /&gt;if it only involves girlz wit gurlz n boyz wit boyz, then, fine... but noOoOo... u gotta match up da gurlz wit da boyz n boyz wit da gurlz.... huh... manyak ar frenship day!... ye la 2... y u gotta hv frenship day in feb, da same month wit valentines day, when u cn hv it in any other months? pk2 sndirik la ek.. dh beso.. ade akal Allah dh bg... jgn smpi nafsu 2 mengatasi akal! phm2 je la...&lt;br /&gt;PeAcE OuT! wassalam!!!&lt;br /&gt;~Allah itu Maha Mengetahui... yg zahir... yg batin... yg diluahkn... yg disimpan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-114054055747088069?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114054055747088069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=114054055747088069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114054055747088069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/114054055747088069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/frenship-day-huh-ye-la-2.html' title='frenship day, huh?... ye la 2...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-113973849378380536</id><published>2006-02-12T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T03:17:00.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gGgGrRrRramMmM!!!</title><content type='html'>i'm soOoOoO furious bout de caricature of Prophet Muhammad pbuh. if da cartoonists are in front of me rite now... i'll kill them wit my own hands! ish... geramnye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;td ana baru balik dr usrah... pengisian ari nie: hakikat beriman kpd Rasul... Best gilerz!&lt;br /&gt;sayangnye kat Rasulullah SAW... betapa besarnye pengorbanan baginda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;org slalu ckp beriman kpd rasul... tp hakikat beriman 2, org tau x? rsnye, x ramai yg tau kn?&lt;br /&gt;tp Alhamdulillah ana dpt pengisiannye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hakikat beriman: percaya (benar n membenarkn) + mengamalkan! &lt;al-anfal:2-4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman: ucapan dgn lidah, kepercayaan dlh hati, n m'amalkn dgn anggota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pokok2 b'iman pd rasul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;mesti beriman (percaya) yg Rasul itu manusia yg dipilih oleh Allah Azza Wajalla utk m'ajar n mengajak manusia utk hidup di jalan Allah di dunia nie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rasul x dipengaruhi oleh nafsu n sentiasa diawasi oleh Allah SWT. ---&gt; maksum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;asas utk m'dekatkn diri ngan Allah: hidup ngan tunjuk ajar Rasulullah SAW&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;percaya Rasulullah itu Rasul t'akhir&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;pnah dgr psl p'bualan Ukashah n Rasulullah SAW mase baginda gering? sedih n baru tau betape sygnyer Rasulullah kat kiter nie... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kay lar, smpi sini jer... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~~wassalam! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/al-anfal:2-4&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = al-anfal /&gt;&lt;al-anfal:2-4&gt;&lt;/al-anfal:2-4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-113973849378380536?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113973849378380536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=113973849378380536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113973849378380536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113973849378380536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/ggggrrrrrammmm.html' title='gGgGrRrRramMmM!!!'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-113963592150247649</id><published>2006-02-11T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T01:28:50.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeay! dh ader wifi... tho it's kinda slow...=P</title><content type='html'>huhu... skang ana kt tingkat 5... post entry nie gune wifi... hehe... alhamdulillah... dpt ar gak... tp xleh online ms mlm2... psl time 2 peak hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byk giler keje kene wat... last thursday nite, i actually had 2 finish my chem lab report... but i ACCIDENTALLY fall asleep halfway thru my report... bangun2... it's already 6 o'clock... xleh nk wat per2 dh... guess wat, im not de only suffering frm lack of sleep in my class... almost half of the class slept @ 3 -4.30 in the morning... n it's all bcoz of the lab report... so, my class supposed 2 finish at 12 noon yesterday, but i gotta finish my report... so, i stayed back till around 2 pm...&lt;br /&gt;i finished it alrite.... with tonnes of words.... n chemical equations [skit je sbenanye equations 2... =P]... by the time i finished dat report, it's already raining heavily... n im alone at intec.... huhu... so, i went 4 my lunch.... n went bak after dat... getting drenched 2 get 2 the bus n 2 get 2 my luvly room at tingkat 5... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay la... dat's all i guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-113963592150247649?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113963592150247649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=113963592150247649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113963592150247649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113963592150247649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/yeay-dh-ader-wifi-tho-its-kinda-slowp.html' title='yeay! dh ader wifi... tho it&apos;s kinda slow...=P'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-113886982242034855</id><published>2006-02-02T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T01:46:17.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny family reunion 06</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... i juz went bak frm jb last nite... so tired... cant even go 2 yiau hoong's house 2day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i visited my granma n uncles n aunties n cute li'l cousins in jb... they r frm my mum' side of da family... n yess... we celebrated da chinese new year 2gether... tho i didnt got da chance 2 taste yee sang... =S&lt;br /&gt;but never mind... my uncles n aunties n my granma gave us lot of angpows... huahuahuahuah... kayo den... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we visited my granma, my bro actually got de guts 2 ask one of my uncles bout my mum...&lt;br /&gt;n we found out more bout my mum n y she was given away 2 a malay couple... b4 dis, i tot dat my granpa didnt want any daughters bcoz in chinese tradition, only sons can carry their family name... so, they didnt like girls dat much... but wat i found out was it is totally da opposite... my chinese granpa n granma luv my mum very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes sumthing like dis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my granpa came frm china 2 work in malaysia while my granma came frm singapore... they got married n live in johor [2 b more precise: jb]... my granpa worked as a factory worker... n when my granma was pregnant wit her 5th child which is my mum, der was a strike between de chinese factory workers... n my granpa was involved wit dat 2... so... no works means no money... n they already got 4 li'l children 2 feed bak home... so my granpa agreed 2 give up da baby; whether it is a boy or a girl, he will give da baby 2 them coz they r so poor at dat time... but my granma didnt noe bout dis agreement at all... so, after da baby was 3 days old, she was given 2 a malay couple n lived in singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro oso asked bout my mum's name if she was a chinese... so, my unc said dat my mum hasnt been given any name yet when she was given 2 my adoptive granpa n granma... but if she was a chinese, maybe her name is Tan Su sumthing lar... coz da first 2 name is da same for daughters in da family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we oso hd a family reunion... all of my uncles n aunties n cousins were there... n my bro n my unc even took a picture of all of us... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ luv pohpoh! =)&lt;br /&gt;~~~wassalam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-113886982242034855?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113886982242034855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=113886982242034855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113886982242034855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113886982242034855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/cny-family-reunion-06.html' title='cny family reunion 06'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-113846467272388624</id><published>2006-01-29T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T08:15:19.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic week...</title><content type='html'>Salam! =)&lt;br /&gt;ugh... dis whole week was soOoOoOo exhausted... i mean reEeEeEeally exhausted 2 da max...&lt;br /&gt;didnt get enuf sleep 4 da whole week...&lt;br /&gt;i gotta do dat research thing ar... i've got tonnes of papers 2 read... literally...&lt;br /&gt;alas... da topic 4 my esls is [drum rolls plz....].... sumthing dat hd 2 do wit tampering wit nature using stem cell research... i wont tell u da exact topic.... it's confidential... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;but da conclusion is... if u r taking biotech... then stik wit biotech... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah... da other factor dat lead 2 my sleepiness is.... xder air kat akasia since wednesday nite...&lt;br /&gt;i went bak frm cemara dat nite wit skin... n suddenly der was dis grup of gurlz yg xpnah nengok air pancut or juz freaking excited 2 see paip pecah yg memancut setinggi tingkat satu, menjerit2 n tgkp2 gamba around dat air pancut... without even thinking dat ppl like me who's living on da 5th floor might dont hv any water left 4 us to bath on da nex morning...&lt;br /&gt;yup... mmg xder air pun kat tgkt 5... soOo... dat nite... kitorg tumpang bilik org laen utk mmbersihkn diri b4 goin 2 sleep... intan n fiena tumpang bilik fara... me n izy tumpang bilik azreen...&lt;br /&gt;keesokan ari nye.... da 4 of us went 2 surau.... mndi n sembahyang subuh skali... pas tue naik balik tgkt 5... siap2.... baru gi intec....&lt;br /&gt;cam tue gakz 4 da nex day...&lt;br /&gt;hmm... sbenanye ader gak hikmah xder air nie... bleh gi surau 4 smbhyg subuh... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak qila dh abis finals ari jumaat ari tue... mase ari rabu tue, kak qila n kak ain ader gi ajak mkn same2 tp ade kopln... lmbt balik... seb baik ader gak jumpe kak qila mase kat surau...&lt;br /&gt;rs sedey sgt time kak qila bg msg ari jumaat tue... kak qila xdpt jumpe ana psl ader hal lg kat intec... pas tue, kak qila bg ana buku 1515... nk ana jd cam zinniera... In'sya Allah... ana mmg nk jd cam zinniera 2... =)&lt;br /&gt;tp In'syaAllah we will meet again when kak qila amik rzult nnti... ukhuwah fillah! =)&lt;br /&gt;~~~syg kak qila!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-113846467272388624?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113846467272388624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=113846467272388624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113846467272388624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113846467272388624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/hectic-week.html' title='hectic week...'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-113791927493856601</id><published>2006-01-22T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T00:41:14.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zZzZzoOoOoOmMmMm....</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;td bru lps drive keta tiara tue balik frm da car-wash...my dad asked me 2 drive it... biler dh smpi umah, my dad told me dat i was driving toOoOo fast ...too reckless... maybe it's too fast 4 a gurl kot... coz it seems dat many of da boys drive like dat... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... i'll go bak 2 college 2morrow rsnye... pg2 esok... huhu... sian intan kene tdo sorg2 lg... sori yek intan... my dad wants 2 take my 2 bros 2 practice sum golf... so dat's one of da reason i wont be going bak 2 akasia 2day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh... manyak lg bende kene bace utk assignment... revision lum wat lg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~never give up! chaiyok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-113791927493856601?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113791927493856601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=113791927493856601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113791927493856601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113791927493856601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/zzzzzoooooommmmm.html' title='zZzZzoOoOoOmMmMm....'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12412088.post-113786497739771171</id><published>2006-01-22T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T09:36:17.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngannntttttuuukkkkkkkkkk</title><content type='html'>Salam! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz ran thru my topics 4 esls investigation studies... found out dat stormwater management thing isnt an arguable issue... uhuh... i juz found out bout it after i talked 2 my dad... 4 every single thing dat i wanna argue, he got his own strong opinion against mine...  n eventually i lost... he won... of coz lah... he's an engineer...&lt;br /&gt;so... i guess i gotta change my topic lah... wAaAaAa... nk wat psl aper? sumthing about development thing kot... but it's still in de engineering field ar... wat is it wit me n engineering neway? ntah ar... juz one of da mystery of da unknown i guess... haha...&lt;br /&gt;wat am i blabbering bout? dunno lah.... like there r people who will read dis stuff neway...&lt;br /&gt;still blur bout my chem social relevance task...&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!! my m3 assignment!!! baru trigt! wuah... seb baik igt... klu x... wallahu'alam...&lt;br /&gt;huhu... penat lah... sgt.................................... soOoOo tired...... n sleEeEeEepyYyYy....mMmMm... nk jer tdo...&lt;br /&gt;[hish... jgn tdo lg.... byk keje lg....]&lt;br /&gt;go go chaiyok!... chaiyok!... zZzZzZz... eh... chaiyok!&lt;br /&gt;~~~Ya Allah! ngantuk nyer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12412088-113786497739771171?l=z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113786497739771171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12412088&amp;postID=113786497739771171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113786497739771171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12412088/posts/default/113786497739771171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z4d14-myworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/ngannntttttuuukkkkkkkkkk.html' title='ngannntttttuuukkkkkkkkkk'/><author><name>lamka lutaidan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
