<?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-34126419</id><updated>2012-01-10T22:30:11.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:the lil mind of mine:.</title><subtitle type='html'>+ matters which linger in my mind: they may seem important, yet they may not +</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1891261973860832051</id><published>2008-05-04T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T10:16:53.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beads on your Baju Kurung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Interested in having beautiful beads on the neck and sleeves of your baju kurung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Beads on your Baju Kurung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alin.hepipipel.co.uk/2008/05/beads/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1891261973860832051?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1891261973860832051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1891261973860832051&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1891261973860832051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1891261973860832051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/beads-on-your-baju-kurung.html' title='Beads on your Baju Kurung'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7455615670551132834</id><published>2008-05-02T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:03:39.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Happiness Matters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This seems to be my last entry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be blogging from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where Happiness Matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ &lt;a href="http://alin.hepipipel.co.uk"&gt;http://alin.hepipipel.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7455615670551132834?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7455615670551132834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7455615670551132834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7455615670551132834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7455615670551132834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-happiness-matters.html' title='Where Happiness Matters.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4297625559958591579</id><published>2008-05-01T13:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:37:38.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one word. Err, maybe more.</title><content type='html'>This is just another tag by &lt;a href="http://www.qalamun.com/"&gt;Ainee&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yourself: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Debab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your partner: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Not to be found anywhere near yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mane&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Petite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite item: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Delilah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Can't seem to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Vanilla Coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream car: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Is not mine yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you are in: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Not bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your ex: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To die without iman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What you want to be in 10 years: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A wife to my husband and a mother to my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who you hung out with last night: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The whole troop of MPP, Soya and some friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What you’re not: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Vanilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: One of your wish list items: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A pair of shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: Time: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Is often wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The last thing you did: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ate some barley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What you are wearing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;F1 in Schools shirt, a pair of three-quarter pants and a pair of glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your favorite weather: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your favorite book: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He is Just Not that Into You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The last thing you ate: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rice, beef cooked in soy sauce, kangkung with belacan and barley drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Your best friend: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Is somewhere out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What you’re thinking about right now: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Your car: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Is not mine yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What you are doing at the moment: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Munching some barley while typing and at the same time listening to the sound from the fan and the construction site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Your summer: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;London with Ayah, Mama and Jaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Your relationship status: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is on your TV: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is the weather like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Half cloudy half sunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. When was the last time you laughed: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Just now during a conversation with Hepipipel 02.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Cats: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Nine lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Music: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Life: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to add another one to the existing list. So, here's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Love: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Is for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Am not going to tag anyone. Feel free if you want to do this.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4297625559958591579?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4297625559958591579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4297625559958591579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4297625559958591579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4297625559958591579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-one-word.html' title='Just one word. Err, maybe more.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7070516832617875813</id><published>2008-04-30T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:26.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikan Emas.</title><content type='html'>Saya ada 5 ekor ikan emas. Ikan emas saya kini berada di rumah. Mama yang tolong jagakan ikan emas saya. Sebenarnya saya ada perasaan takut untuk membela ikan emas. Saya takut sejarah akan berulang kembali. Saya pernah membela tiga ekor ikan emas yang berwarna emas, hitam dan putih. Tetapi mati selepas hari kelima. Tambahan pula akuarium pecah ketika proses menukar air. Selamat saya tanam ketiga-tiga di bawah pokok mangga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa bulan lepas Mama beli tiga ekor ikan emas yang agak serupa. Dua minggu kemudian, tinggal seekor sahaja. Saya namakan yang seekor itu Ayushita, sempena lagu bertajuk Jangan Bilang Tidak yang kerap didengar. Saya rasa kasihan pada yang seekor itu. Lantas selepas ziarahi pusara ayahanda, saya mengajak semua ke kedai untuk membeli ikan emas sebagai teman hidup yang seekor itu. Ingatkan mahu beli 3 sahaja. Satu yang serupa seperti Ayushita, dan dua lagi spesis ikan emas yang lain. Tapi saya terbeli lebih satu. Kini, ikan emas yang serupa seperti Ayushita ada dua. Tiga termasuk Ayushita. Namanya Raffi dan Mouldy Peach. Dua ekor lagi saya berikan nama Yovie dan Nuno, sempena lagu kegemaran Jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah ikan emas saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBiXO1O_5lI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9FY6eI5XJ5s/s1600-h/ikan+emas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBiXO1O_5lI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9FY6eI5XJ5s/s400/ikan+emas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195068451235817042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramai pasti berkata-kata yang saya tak dapat nak bezakan pon mana satu Ayushita, Raffi, Mouldy Peach, Yovie dan Nuno. Tidak benar sekali. Saya mampu bezakan dengan senang. Warna Ayushita adalah gabungan emas dan putih yang seimbang. Raffi pula mempunyai warna putih melebihi warna emas. Warna Moldy Peach emas keseluruhannya. Yovie pula berlainan mata, kiri lain kanan lain. Dan Nuno mempunyai secalit warna hitam dibahagian ekornya. Senang bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama kata ikan emas saya ini semakin manja. Bila datang dekat, semuanya bergerak ke dinding akuarium, minta disuapkan makanan. Makan mereka tiga kali sehari, menjadikan Yovie dan Nuno semakin hari semakin besar. Mama lantas menjadi geram sehingga mahu mencucuk perut Yovie dan Nuno dengan jarum. Bulat sangat katanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lama saya tak menjenguk ikan saya ini. Saya merindui ikan-ikan saya ini. Bila lagi akan pulang ke Sitiawan saya tidak lah tahu. Yang pasti bukan hujung minggu ini. Saya bakal menduduki peperiksaan minggu hadapan. Doakan saya ya. Ayushita, Raffi, Mouldy Peach, Yovie dan Nuno, doakan saya juga ya. Nanti saya pulang. Saya janji. Daa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7070516832617875813?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7070516832617875813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7070516832617875813&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7070516832617875813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7070516832617875813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/ikan-emas.html' title='Ikan Emas.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBiXO1O_5lI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9FY6eI5XJ5s/s72-c/ikan+emas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6354333012480327211</id><published>2008-04-25T15:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:26.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist for May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;compact&lt;/span&gt;, and not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;compaq&lt;/span&gt;. For no reason, I am now a &lt;a href="http://cry4freedom.fm/blog/2008/04/25/bash-9/"&gt;bash&lt;/a&gt; subject. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm eying on Skin Food's White Grape Fresh Pact since my Body Shop's All in One Face Base no 05 cracked and all left is debris of the powder which scatter all over the place. Now that I think Body Shop is a bit overrated and that Skin Food is way cheaper than Body Shop, I am going to buy it as soon as May comes. Or maybe even before. Just need to make sure that I don't buy anything else in May then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGNxFO_5gI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YzpZWmIWrwY/s1600-h/WhiteGrapeFreshPact_B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGNxFO_5gI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YzpZWmIWrwY/s320/WhiteGrapeFreshPact_B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193087719693084162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extremely light pact with fine powder particles glides onto skin, making skin look silky. Potent natural ingredients moisturize, nourish and protect the skin. Silicon-treated powder effectively controls excess sebum. Soft Focus powder minimizes appearances of skin pores. Provides light to medium coverage. Suitable for all skin types.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm going to grab the Black Bean Eye Line Pencil as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGNxVO_5hI/AAAAAAAAAUk/efAQg2oXg4w/s1600-h/BlackBeanEyeLinePencil_B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGNxVO_5hI/AAAAAAAAAUk/efAQg2oXg4w/s320/BlackBeanEyeLinePencil_B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193087723988051474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyeliner pencil suitable even for sensitive skin. Moisturizes your eyes with black bean nutrients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two items will only cost less than RM80, I guess, which I don't think Body Shop offers a similar price for a compact powder and an eye-liner. Let's see whether if I'll just get them this weekend or if I manage to wait till Thursday. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Cikgu Fuziah and Cikgu Sarah is coming today. And Pak Cu will be back from Sri Lanka tomorrow. Wei hei hei. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6354333012480327211?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6354333012480327211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6354333012480327211&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6354333012480327211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6354333012480327211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/wishlist-for-may.html' title='Wishlist for May'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGNxFO_5gI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YzpZWmIWrwY/s72-c/WhiteGrapeFreshPact_B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1879282654561705297</id><published>2008-04-20T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:47:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quoted in Taiping.</title><content type='html'>I have just came back from a leadership course in Taiping, Perak. It wasn't that bad, in fact, I had enjoyed the three-day course after all. The input given was excellent and very useful. The tasks were helpful in developing our understanding of our job scope. The facilitators (IPBA lecturers) were kind and supportive, except for one, which I don't want to talk about. The place was great. There was no room for us to feel hungry at all, we were fed five times a day. Each and every time, we had a different thing to eat. Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the sessions, I  particularly enjoyed this one session by the oldest and funniest lecturer in IPBA. He gave us some input about leadership and asked us to choose one animal that represent leadership. My group had chosen an elephant along with another group.  Other groups had chosen bee, ant, lion and horse. We had to draw the animal on a mahjong paper and later explain why we had chose that particular animal. Being him, he always give funny comments that left us rolling on the floor laughing. And being me, I always jot down the funny things that lecturers of IPBA have said. So, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was explaining something about aura that leaders have and that the aura comes from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Dalam diri kita ni ada hati (putting both his hand on his tummy).&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On ant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Ant has got many legs.....bagus untuk main bola ye.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Semut boleh angkat berat 10 kali ganda berat dia. Kalau kamu jadi leader semut, maknanya kamu jadi leader angkat berat.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On firefly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Kecik kunang-kunang ni, kena guna horoskop nak tengok.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Kunang-kunang ni ada cahaya. Burung nak tangkap senanglah..... eeeeeeeee iiiuuuuunnnggggg.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On lion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Singa ni, hari-hari menghadapi satu cabaran dalam hidup dia iaitu mengejar haiwan lain untuk dijadikan makanan&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I thought that every animal has to find something to eat and not just lion. Haha. I laughed non-stop during his session. Life was pleasure. True enough, as he gave us this quotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'When work is joy, life is pleasure.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: If you want to imagine how this lecturer looks like, try to think of Mr. Wilson from Dennis the Menace The Movie. They definitely look alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1879282654561705297?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1879282654561705297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1879282654561705297&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1879282654561705297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1879282654561705297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/quoted-in-taiping.html' title='Quoted in Taiping.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5202099859971384064</id><published>2008-04-18T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T08:35:49.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In denial.</title><content type='html'>1.Who knows the real you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Me and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When was the last time you went out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Tuesday. To Mid Veli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you could kiss anyone who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Ayah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What songs are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Dygta, Kesepian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who does it remind you of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ The guy who made an annoying video out of that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ P/S I Love You. Not as nice as the novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which of your friends live closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Soya and Wani. They are my room mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favourite shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Hard Rock Cafe London with leather strips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Yeyeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ I ushered some directors, deputy directors, heads of departments from IPGs all over Malaysia, and some BPG officers to their seats during Majlis Perhimpunan Professional bersama Timbalan Menteri Pelajaran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you wear contacts or glasses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Both. Contacts during the day and glasses at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you trust your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Yes. That's what friends are for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Aziati. Something about the projector's cable for micro teaching&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ People who complain that they have a lot of work when their workload is tiny as compared to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want multiple piercing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Nope. I don't even wear earrings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Your fave song in your player?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Lots and lots of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Last time you went to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Honey Star with full cream milk. Sedap tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Which of your friends would make the best roommate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ I don't know. I'm thankful for the ones I have right now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Last thing you purchased?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Nasi lemak with chicken and iced milo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Last vacation you were in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ London. Just before I started working for Royal Mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do people ever spell your name wrongly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Yup. Fazlin Fariza, Farieza Fazlin, Fazlin Fariza Yussuf and the list goes on. It's Fazlin Farieza Yussuff, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What's the last compliment you received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ You have a beautiful smile. Hiks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who was the last friend you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Nisahk kot. I can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Which celeb are you eye candying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ David Beckham. It's been 12 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What's next on your wish list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ A pair of high heels and Body Shop's All in One Face Base no 05.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Which band's concert would you want to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Sofaz. (mampus kena gelak ni). Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What colour are your nails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Its natural colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Date down a special day for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ My birthday which falls on the 22nd of August. Hint hint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What thing your friends didn't know about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ That sometimes I feel emotionally down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5202099859971384064?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5202099859971384064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5202099859971384064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5202099859971384064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5202099859971384064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-denial.html' title='In denial.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1743427192945860083</id><published>2008-04-15T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:46:32.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name tag kaler-kaler.</title><content type='html'>Hepipipel 01: ok dah anta borang kat class monitor&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: huks&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: full stop&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: dah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: ketua darjah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: ya&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: ketua darjah&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: name tag kale merah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: yg lain2 name tag biasa ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: pengawas kaler biru&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: pengawas pusat sumber kale ijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: dah serupa sekolah ya ipba tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: i imajin rupa bebudak u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: haha&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: mane ade la&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: ade la class monitor tu semua&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: tp takdelah pengawas, pengawas pusat sumber name tag kale2&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: name tag kale tu sek rendah je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: ok i kena tipu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: haha&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: takkan la ipba gitu sekali ada nametag kale2&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: kalau ada pon nametag kale itam yg cikgu2 pakai tu je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: sudahlah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: kena tipu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hepipipel 02: huk huk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hepipipel 01: haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1743427192945860083?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1743427192945860083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1743427192945860083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1743427192945860083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1743427192945860083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/name-tag-kaler-kaler.html' title='Name tag kaler-kaler.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7289207924233742571</id><published>2008-04-14T22:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:26.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hati yang bulat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bulatkan hati. Biar selaras dengan bentuk muka dan bentuk badan sendiri. Hati kena bulat. Tekad. Nekad. Jangan pandang belakang. Terasa bulatan hati goyah dengan sms ibunda? Kuatkan kuda-kuda. Pacak batang pisang jangan biar todak menyerang lagi. Jangan biarkan air mata menitis berjujuran. Cukup sudah 3 hari. Eh, bercucuran lah, berjuraian. Bukan berjujuran. Huks. Kini rasanya sudah tekad dan nekad dengan keputusan yang dibuat. Keputusan yang rasanya macam melibatkan hidup dan mati. Sudah tahu nak membelok ke simpang mana di sebuah persimpangan dilema. Rujukan pon telah dibuat. Jauh nun di Sri Lanka. Rujukan saya pon telah memberikan kata-kata persetujuan, kata-kata perangsang. Lebih tekad rasanya. Tekad? Ya, saya tekad dan nekad. Saya dah isi borang itu. Saya dah letak negeri pilihan penempatan. Saya letak sekali daerah dan kawasan yang saya mahukan dalam catatan tambahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negeri mana jadi pilihan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Selangor Darul Ehsan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa Selangor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kerana saya mahu mencuba nasib di tempat baru. Dan kalau boleh, tidak mahu menggunakan kabel yang ada untuk mendapatkan tempat di sesebuah sekolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daerah mana jadi pilihan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daerah Kuala Selangor dan Daerah Sabak Bernam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa Daerah Kuala Selangor dan Daerah Sabak Bernam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kerana saya merasakan kos hidup tidaklah tinggi di kedua-dua kawasan itu. Kawasan itu juga tidak dikongkong oleh urbanisasi (seperti mana Kuala Lumpur) malah tidak lah juga ketinggalan atau terlalu kekampungan. Kedudukan geografi kedua-dua daerah ini adalah di dalam laluan perjalanan Sitiawan-Kuala Lumpur. Lantas, memudahkan saya pulang ke Sitiawan dan juga beronggeng di Kuala Lumpur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada bandar tambahan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ada. Shah Alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa Shah Alam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak tahu. Ini saya memang tak tahu. Rujukan saya di Sri Lanka yang mencadangkan Shah Alam dan saya rasa tak ada salahnya kalau saya letak Shah Alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SAN3VSiSSQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/n1V0Q3-aKdk/s1600-h/POSTING.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SAN3VSiSSQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/n1V0Q3-aKdk/s320/POSTING.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189122403297544450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah. Selama 3 hari konflik saya rasakan. Air mata pon banyak yang tumpah. Benda lain boleh pulak tak nangis. Isu negeri pilihan penempatan pulak yang ditangisi. Cis. Dah. Hantar borang tu kat tQa. Biar tiada tangan yang gatal pegi tukar kawasan yang dimahukan. Bukan tangan je yang gatal. Biar tiada fikiran atau perasaan yang bergolak lagi. Sudahlah. Zas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7289207924233742571?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7289207924233742571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7289207924233742571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7289207924233742571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7289207924233742571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/hati-yang-bulat.html' title='Hati yang bulat.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SAN3VSiSSQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/n1V0Q3-aKdk/s72-c/POSTING.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1032977111710932486</id><published>2008-04-12T12:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:27.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Jadi IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy 28th Birthday, Along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SACnOKvnsoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QCbMSAGXPRc/s1600-h/CIMG3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SACnOKvnsoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QCbMSAGXPRc/s320/CIMG3489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188330632574907010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you enjoy the teaching world.&lt;br /&gt;And may you have all the love in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMUUAAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1032977111710932486?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1032977111710932486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1032977111710932486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1032977111710932486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1032977111710932486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/selamat-hari-jadi-iv.html' title='Selamat Hari Jadi IV'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SACnOKvnsoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QCbMSAGXPRc/s72-c/CIMG3489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5251407249505181323</id><published>2008-04-06T15:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babai Vista.</title><content type='html'>I am currently in Mid Valley's Starbucks, transfering all my files to an external hard drive. I have finally gave up on Vista and now I am going to reformat Delilah back to XP. Babai Vista. Bai. Daaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*UPDATED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delilah is now working on XP after 5 hours of hardship in Starbucks. Yay! I've been wanting to say this ever since I bought Delilah and finally I can say it out loud. Vista Sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;a href="http://cry4freedom.fm/"&gt;Hepipipel 02&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much. And I'm sorry for being so blank today, I was hungry to death, remember? Well, hepipipel have their down sides too. =D. You know it very well, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R_jmQBwAaeI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YxOZLU1q0dQ/s1600-h/CIMG3421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R_jmQBwAaeI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YxOZLU1q0dQ/s320/CIMG3421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186148133939210722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hepipipel 02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5251407249505181323?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5251407249505181323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5251407249505181323&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5251407249505181323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5251407249505181323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/babai-vista.html' title='Babai Vista.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R_jmQBwAaeI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YxOZLU1q0dQ/s72-c/CIMG3421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1659953543675063991</id><published>2008-04-02T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:27:38.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Myself and I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;INTRODUCTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Name&lt;/span&gt; – Fazlin Farieza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nickname&lt;/span&gt; – Alin, Debab, Aslan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name you wish you had&lt;/span&gt; – None. I love my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do people normally mistake your name&lt;/span&gt; - Fariza (without e)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday &lt;/span&gt;- 22nd August 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthplace&lt;/span&gt; – Sitiawan, Perak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time of Birth&lt;/span&gt; – 10.48 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Single or taken&lt;/span&gt; – Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zodiac sign&lt;/span&gt; - Leo. Raawwwwrrrrrr!.&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YOUR APPEARANCES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How tall are you&lt;/span&gt; – 160++ cm kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish you were taller&lt;/span&gt; – Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eye color&lt;/span&gt; – Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eye color you want &lt;/span&gt;– Brown. But I like it the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natural Hair Colour&lt;/span&gt; – Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Current Hair Colour&lt;/span&gt; - Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Short or long hair&lt;/span&gt; – Just the way I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever dye your hair a bizarre colour &lt;/span&gt;– Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Curly,Straight,Wavy&lt;/span&gt; - Wavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with your hair&lt;/span&gt; – Cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glasses or contacts&lt;/span&gt; – Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you wear make-up&lt;/span&gt; – Yeyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever had hair extensions&lt;/span&gt; - I don't need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paint your nails&lt;/span&gt; – Nope. Natural beauty sudah lah.&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IN THE OPPOSITE GENDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What color eyes &lt;/span&gt;– Whatever eye colour he has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What color hair&lt;/span&gt; – Whatever natural hair colour he has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shy or Outgoing&lt;/span&gt; – A bit of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looks or personality&lt;/span&gt; – Personality. Looks is a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexy or Cute&lt;/span&gt; – A bit of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serious or Fun&lt;/span&gt; – Know when to be serious and know when to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Older or Younger than you&lt;/span&gt; – Older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A turn on&lt;/span&gt; – The way he brings himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A turn off&lt;/span&gt; - Rempits.&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flowers or Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; – Chocolate.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke&lt;/span&gt; – Vanilla Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rap or Rock&lt;/span&gt; – Rock kapak plish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relationship or One night stand&lt;/span&gt; -A relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School or Work&lt;/span&gt; – University life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love or Money&lt;/span&gt; – I want them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movies or Music&lt;/span&gt; –  A bit of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Country or City&lt;/span&gt; – Country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunny or Rainy days&lt;/span&gt; – Rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends or Family&lt;/span&gt; – Family, of course.&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lied&lt;/span&gt; – Everyone has done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stole something&lt;/span&gt; – Don't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smoked&lt;/span&gt; – I used to be a second hand smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hurt someone close to you&lt;/span&gt; - Intentionally, I don't think so. Unintentionally, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Broke someone’s heart&lt;/span&gt; - Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had your heart broken&lt;/span&gt; – Yup. And I've moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wondered what was wrong with you&lt;/span&gt; – Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess&lt;/span&gt; – Hik hik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liked someone who was taken&lt;/span&gt; – David Beckham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaved your head&lt;/span&gt; – Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been in love&lt;/span&gt; - I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Used chopsticks&lt;/span&gt; – Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself&lt;/span&gt; –Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever cried over someone&lt;/span&gt; - Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself&lt;/span&gt; –My attitude towards assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think you’re attractive&lt;/span&gt; – Do I really need to give an answer to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose&lt;/span&gt; - Sleeping Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you play any sports&lt;/span&gt; – Volleyball.&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FAVORITES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flower&lt;/span&gt; – Roses and tulips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt; – Gummy bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song&lt;/span&gt; – Rock kapaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scent&lt;/span&gt; – Fresly cut grass and Cool Water for Women by Daviddoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colour&lt;/span&gt; – It depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movie &lt;/span&gt;– Stardust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singer&lt;/span&gt; – Anuar Zain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words&lt;/span&gt; - Alah lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Junk food&lt;/span&gt; - Super Ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Website&lt;/span&gt; – thelilmindofmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lotion&lt;/span&gt; – Johnson &amp;amp; Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt; – Ranma 1/2.&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1659953543675063991?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1659953543675063991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1659953543675063991&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1659953543675063991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1659953543675063991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-myself-and-i.html' title='Me, Myself and I.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-635145615965713981</id><published>2008-03-31T20:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:00:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha ha ha ha ha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Getting married is like having a donut in front of you but there are so many barriers that stopped you from getting the donut&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;(Najib, 2008).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Eleh Najib. At least you already have Soya. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one quote coming from a man with few words. Well, he used to be one. Thanks to Soya and her wonders. Alah lah. And now, let's hear from the man with lots of funny quotes. Thanks to an email fowarded by Jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drum roll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dato' Seri Samy Vellu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clap clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy Vellu on Pos Laju: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Besok kirim, hari ini sampai.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On TV, when he was trying to say that he was ashamed: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Kemaluan saya besar.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a public talk:&lt;br /&gt;SV: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Kita akan bina satu jambatan untuk orang-orang kampung di sini."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak cik: '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Dato', di sini tiada sungai, buat apa bina jambatan?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SV: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Kalau takde sungai, kita bina sungai!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's favourite quotes on national television: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Toll naik sikit, manyak marah saya. You ingat semua ini toll saya punya bapa punya kah?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a water crisis: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Semua orang diminta jangan membuang aiyerrr..!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On social problems among youngsters: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Orang-orang muda sekarang banyak hisap dada.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;During a blood donation campaign in Sg Siput: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Marilah kita semua menderma dara.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his speech in different functions: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Selamat datang saudara-mara semua.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the height of the Al-Arqam saga: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Saya gembira bahawa didapati tiada pemuda MIC terlibat dalam kes Arqam.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an opening ceremony: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Mempersilakan Datin Paduka Rafidah Aziz naik ke pentas untuk membuka kain.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commenting about his modesty (again): &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Sebenarnya, kemaluan saya sangat-sangat besar.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On PAN:&lt;br /&gt;SV:&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; 'Kita sudah berjaya hantar satu astronout ke ISS. Selepas ini kita hantar dia ke matahari pula.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Tapi Dato', bagaimana kita nak lakukannya?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SV: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;'Kita hantar dia pada waktu malam.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On squatters area:&lt;br /&gt;Someone: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Dato', kawasan itu tiada bekalan elektrik.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SV: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;'Takpa, kita kasi api sama dia!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead. Laugh out loud. Hahahahaha. Laughter is surely is the best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14;"  lang="EN" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-635145615965713981?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/635145615965713981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=635145615965713981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/635145615965713981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/635145615965713981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.html' title='Ha ha ha ha ha.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-571176173293114007</id><published>2008-03-29T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:51:22.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement and Giant</title><content type='html'>My sisters and I went to Giant today. As soon as we got out of the car, this is what we heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Announcer: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Attention staff from the ladies depart. Staff from the ladies depart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The three of us: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aaa? Depart? Ape tu? Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Announcer: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Attention staff from the ladies depart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The three of us: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Depart pegi mane ni weh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, when we got out of Giant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Takde announcement ke ni? Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In an instant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Announcer: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Attention staff from the cashier depart. Mr F****** from cashier depart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jaja: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haa tu. Hahahahahaha. Nak sangat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember the time Jaja and I went there a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Announcer: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Attention to all customer, Giant will be opened until twels midnights tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Both of us: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twels midnights? Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't mean to laugh. But come to think of it, you need to make announcement using the right words and the right pronounciation. Depart, maybe a short one for department. But depart has another meaning. And, twels midnights? I just can't help but to laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-571176173293114007?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/571176173293114007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=571176173293114007&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/571176173293114007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/571176173293114007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/announcement-and-giant.html' title='Announcement and Giant'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-67991318695327763</id><published>2008-03-23T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:05:31.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi Pipel.</title><content type='html'>Kami hepi pipel. Hepi pipel in the haus. Kenapa gelar diri sendiri hepi pipel? Sebab kami memang hepi. Ini ciri-ciri hepi pipel. Warning, panjang senarai hepi pipel ni. Biarlah, sebab kami hepi pipel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel tak saiko, tak emosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel sentiasa positif, gelak selalu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel chatting diselangi hahaha. Mesti respon dengan hahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel respon sms dengan haha jugak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel sesuka hati duduk atas kerusi osim setengah jam, tanpa rasa segan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel boleh hangover minum green tea je.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel dun cry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel recover dari tangisan dalam jangka masa yang sekejap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel suka pasar ikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel suka kepci.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel suka naget kepci.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel ada potensi makan banyak sebab senang hati.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel tengok pameran kucing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel bet football match.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel kalah bet, kena belanja tiket wayang, popcorn dengan coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel tengok cerita Duyung.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel hafal lagu Aspalela.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel gelak kuat-kuat kat Kordi (Awie) yang nyanyi lagu Bola-bola Api.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel bebel bila perlu sahaja.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel duduk online kat Starbucks dengan hepinya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel gelak-gelak bila tak boleh online kat Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel tawaf fud court KLCC tiga kali.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel cari fud yang amountnya banyak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel duduk kat surau tunggu maghrib.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel tau yang wudhu' and solat always do the trick bila rasa down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel kongsi wang bagi donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel lepak kat dua Starbucks dalam satu hari.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel argue location Starbucks kat KLCC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel cari power port untuk pasang laptop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel tak komplen depan fud, walaupun fud tak berapa sedap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel malas kopek udang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel tolong kopek udang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel dapat lagi satu udang sebagai upah mengopek udang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel kena tepuk kepala dalam panggung wayang. (hahahaha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel gelak kat mak cik sebelah yang nangis tengok Duyung.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel pakat nak curi popcorn akak sebelah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel koh koh coughing sama-sama.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel sniff selsema sama-sama.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel tarik lengan baju sama-sama sebab kesejukan. (tarik lengan baju sendiri ya)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel naik tren yang sama, tapi tak terserempak pon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel transfer files.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel kutuk window Vista.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel redha je window Vista kena kutuk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel nyanyi lagu en sing sama-sama kat y! selepas pulang ke rumah masing-masing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hepi pipel addicted to Chantek.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Apa lagi ya? Tambah la lagi kalau ada. Hepi pipel in the haus. Yeyeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-67991318695327763?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/67991318695327763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=67991318695327763&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/67991318695327763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/67991318695327763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/hepi-pipel.html' title='Hepi Pipel.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3451735582377384318</id><published>2008-03-22T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:31:53.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning to Mama's phone call. She told me that she's going to perform another round of umrah somewhere in the end May. This time around, she going with Atok, Nenek, Arep, Pak Cu and Mak Cu. I am happy for her, for the news but I can't help feeling envy and jealous that Arep is going. When she told me that Pak Cu asked Atok to bring her instead of him, I was hoping that what she's going to say next is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I'm taking all of you as well.'&lt;/span&gt; Well, as you probably have guessed, no, that's not what she said. She's taking Arep along so that he'll already have the experience when he needs to take us or his wife later. I understand that. I understand that, insyaAllah, I'll have my husband to guide me and to take me to the Holy land to perform both umrah and hajj. But, umrah is something big. Something very spiritual and personal and private that I guess when your parents take one of your siblings along and not you, deep down inside you feel jealous. No matter what the reason is or how valid the reason is for not taking you along. So right now, after 14 hours hearing the news, I'm still a bit sad and disappointed that I am not able to go with them. Alah lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-3451735582377384318?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3451735582377384318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=3451735582377384318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3451735582377384318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3451735582377384318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6821228133083814514</id><published>2008-03-22T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:27.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluttering words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R-PmCxwAacI/AAAAAAAAATs/fy_tiYl9m1A/s1600-h/educ07070534046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R-PmCxwAacI/AAAAAAAAATs/fy_tiYl9m1A/s400/educ07070534046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180236931795020226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6821228133083814514?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6821228133083814514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6821228133083814514&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6821228133083814514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6821228133083814514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/fluttering-words.html' title='Fluttering words.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R-PmCxwAacI/AAAAAAAAATs/fy_tiYl9m1A/s72-c/educ07070534046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4012516442447102331</id><published>2008-03-17T20:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:44:54.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh laugh.</title><content type='html'>Despite of today's busy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hangin&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;, I had a good laugh during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Professional&lt;/span&gt; Development lecture by Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rajagopal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'If an engineer made a mistake, only one building will collapse. Look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MRR&lt;/span&gt;2.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Sir, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MRR&lt;/span&gt;2 is not a building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Whatever you've learnt in England, New Zealand and Auckland.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Sir, Auckland is in New Zealand. I know you wanted to say Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'GU is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kegelapan&lt;/span&gt; and RU is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cahaya&lt;/span&gt;. So, guru means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kegelapan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kepada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;keceriaan&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Sir, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kecerahan&lt;/span&gt; and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;keceriaan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which he answered, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Never mind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. You all understand me, don't you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I still couldn't understand why more than half of the students did not find these amusing and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;bermuka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ketat&lt;/span&gt; during the lecture. Have a bit of fun in your life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4012516442447102331?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4012516442447102331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4012516442447102331&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4012516442447102331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4012516442447102331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/laugh-laugh.html' title='Laugh laugh.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-9157953476632955139</id><published>2008-03-16T23:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:23:43.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh from bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coincidence? Maybe. This is entry number 150, the first one since thelilmindofmine has a new appearance. Pure coolness. Haha. Well, I was already bored with the green layout I had previously, and changing the blog colour to pink-purple doesn't really do any good either. Thus, the new layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now back in IPBA after one good break despite the fact that I fell ill a few days ago and still have to swallow the antibiotics prescribed by the doctor. I blame the weather in the northern part of Malaysia for my sickness. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did I spend my one week break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I voted for the first time during the recent general election. Auntie Kiah made my day a few hours before the voting took place. I had just woken up and went straight to the door to have a chat with Auntie, Uncle, Azhar and Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Auntie: Eh, ada orang potong rambut lah. Comelnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Alin: (Dalam hati berkata-kata, 'dah lama potong la', tersenyum-senyum sipu).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Auntie: Orang kata, kalau nak tengok someone tu lawa ke comel ke tak, tengoklah time orang tu baru bangun tido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Alin: Maknanya, Alin comel lah ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Auntie: Comel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Alin: Alah lah (tersipu-sipu senyum lagi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. A good start for the day eh? So, the day continued and I went to cast my vote in SK St Francis. I was too tired to wait for the results so I asked Azwan to give me all the updates. Travelled to Guar Chempedak on the next day to attend Wani's wedding and arrived just in time for her akad nikah. FYI, I sat on her left side through the whole akad process. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ambik berkat eh.&lt;/span&gt; Spend a few hours at her house while waiting for other friends to arrive. The boys wanted to go to Penang and we decided to come along. Another ferry ride after 15 years&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Macam jakun sikit naik feri&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. So after another night spent at Chinot's house, I returned home. My nose started bleeding the next day, not dripping blood kind of thing, but everytime I sneeze, there's blood in the mucus. I was flat for the next two days, was down with fever and almost had an asthma attack. Thank God for precaution pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I felt better and since it was Mama's birthday, I bought her a cake, Mango Delight from Secret Recipe. We went to KL on Friday, Jaja had cooked dinner so we invited Mak Cu and co. as well. Travelled to Melaka the next day to visit Arep, and had lunch at Kenny Rogers. Came back, had a short rest and had a dinner treat at TGI Friday Subang Parade. Thanks to Mak Cu and Celcom. Mak Cu was given a bonus, you see. Haha. This morning, we went to Amcorp Mall. Mama was looking for brooches or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sepit rambut&lt;/span&gt; kind of things to wear with her headscarves but she ended up buying something else. I didn't buy anything except for Caramel Creme Frap from Starbucks. Back in IPBA, I spent a few hours moping and tidying up my locker, had lunch, and did the whole blog layout thingy. And, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow is another day of lectures. Back to reality of life. Busy-ness and hangin-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-9157953476632955139?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/9157953476632955139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=9157953476632955139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/9157953476632955139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/9157953476632955139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/fresh-from-bed.html' title='Fresh from bed.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-2301645865771439151</id><published>2008-03-13T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:27.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Jadi III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 53rd Birthday, Mama!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R9kwC82yDiI/AAAAAAAAATk/nMpM5ofbZBw/s1600-h/CIMG3313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R9kwC82yDiI/AAAAAAAAATk/nMpM5ofbZBw/s320/CIMG3313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177222073892867618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your love.&lt;br /&gt;We wouldn't be where we are today without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMUUAAAHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-2301645865771439151?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2301645865771439151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=2301645865771439151&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2301645865771439151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2301645865771439151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/selamat-hari-jadi-iii.html' title='Selamat Hari Jadi III'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R9kwC82yDiI/AAAAAAAAATk/nMpM5ofbZBw/s72-c/CIMG3313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1236662494094423458</id><published>2008-03-08T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:28:54.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangkah Shudah.</title><content type='html'>Sheleshai lah shudah tanggung jawab untuk hari ini. Dah pangkah dah. Jam 10.40 tadi pegi. Pukul 11 dah beratur nak cuci kereta. Sekejap sahaja. Nak masuk pintu pagar St. Francis tadi ada nyonya datang approach. 'Amoi, undi BN ya. Dua-dua BN.' Ye lah nyonya. Tengoklah nanti. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shekarang menunggu masa untuk bergerak ke Butterworth pulak. Ada walimah di Guar Chempedak. Tak jadi naik bas. Tiket bas dah jual balik. Dapat balik RM10. Pegi sana tumpang Uncle Tamjis dengan Aunty Kiah. Uncle dengan Aunty nak ngundi kat Butterworth. Azhar jadi driver. Tiket pon  Azhar tolong jualkan balik tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini nak pegi walimah jauh-jauh, walimah depan rumah tak pegi. Esok juga. Shudah nampak pengantin lelakinya berus lantai rumah. Khemah dah siap pacak pon. Malam tadi sampai sudah ada. Ada enam khemah semuanya. Reverse kereta kena hati-hati. Langgar pagar sampai patah takpe lagi. Buat pagar baru terush. Kalau langgar tiang khemah shushah. Parah. Rosak walimah orang nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shudahlah. Ini hanyalah rant sahaja. Sudah lama tak berupdate. Nanti pulang dari walimah Wani baru update lagilah. Kalau rajin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1236662494094423458?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1236662494094423458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1236662494094423458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1236662494094423458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1236662494094423458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/pangkah-shudah.html' title='Pangkah Shudah.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6015911692228258384</id><published>2008-02-26T08:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:28.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dallop of bliss and sympathy.</title><content type='html'>It was a temporary bliss when I had this for lunch on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnE0MsYeI/AAAAAAAAATM/ADovqy67hVw/s1600-h/Photo-0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnE0MsYeI/AAAAAAAAATM/ADovqy67hVw/s200/Photo-0111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171090129580483042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnEkMsYdI/AAAAAAAAATE/_lE0InJpd7s/s1600-h/Photo-0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnEkMsYdI/AAAAAAAAATE/_lE0InJpd7s/s200/Photo-0110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171090125285515730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another bliss yesterday when I saw this on my bed. (It wasn't intentional.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8Nr2EMsYgI/AAAAAAAAATc/23RDlbVboKE/s1600-h/Photo-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8Nr2EMsYgI/AAAAAAAAATc/23RDlbVboKE/s320/Photo-0112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171095373735551490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good laugh seeing Miller kicked Asha when all this while Asha was the naughty one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnEUMsYcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9VaJzkT6q8s/s1600-h/Photo-0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnEUMsYcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9VaJzkT6q8s/s200/Photo-0093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171090120990548418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnEEMsYbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DhichW9OZ_0/s1600-h/Naga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnEEMsYbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DhichW9OZ_0/s200/Naga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171090116695581106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although I never like Arsenal, I felt sorry for &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/football/teams/a/arsenal/7263029.stm"&gt;Eduardo&lt;/a&gt;, for what he has gone through and has to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00441/brum_682x400_441473a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00441/brum_682x400_441473a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good dallop of bliss and sympathy to start the week, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6015911692228258384?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6015911692228258384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6015911692228258384&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6015911692228258384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6015911692228258384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/dallop-of-bliss-and-sympathy.html' title='A dallop of bliss and sympathy.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R8NnE0MsYeI/AAAAAAAAATM/ADovqy67hVw/s72-c/Photo-0111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-8754609299057350832</id><published>2008-02-24T00:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:04:39.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malim Kundang, Seri Chempaka &amp; Seri Melur.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malim Kundang and Seri Chempaka is an item. They are in love with each other. However, at one point of their relationship, Malim Kundang met Seri Melur. So, Malim Kundang is now having  relationships with two women, one with Seri Chempaka, of which everyone knows all about them and another one with Seri Melur, an affair, I would say. Malim Kundang has now think that he is much more in love with Seri Melur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;       Ku mencintaimu lebih dari apapun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Meski tiada satu orangpun yang tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Ku mencintaimu sedalam dalam hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Meskipun engkau hanya kekasih gelapku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that Malim Kundang thinks he is much more in love with Seri Melur, he thinks that he is in love with Seri Chempaka still. Malim Kundang is now confused, of who to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Aku yang tak pernah bisa lupakan dirinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Yang kini hadir diantara kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Namun ku juga takkan bisa menepis bayangmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Yang slama ini temani hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku menduakan cintamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Berat rasa hatiku tinggalkan dirinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Dan demi waktu yang bergulir di sampingmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Maafkanlah diriku sepenuh hatimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Seandainya bila ku bisa memilih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malim Kundang chooses to be together with Seri Melur. Some time later, he wants Seri Chempaka back. He realises that Seri Melur is not for him, she is not the one, for he thinks that Seri Chempaka is his soulmate, the one that is meant for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Aku ingin engkau slalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Hadir dan temani aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Disetiap langkah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Yang meyakiniku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Kau tercipta untukku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Sepanjang hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seri Chempaka has had enough of Malim Kundang. She does not want him anymore, for she has moved on. Malim Kundang is devastated, but he soon realises that this is what life has to offer, and he let go off Seri Chempaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ku ingin kau tahu&lt;br /&gt;Diriku di sini menanti dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Meski ku tunggu&lt;br /&gt;Hingga ujung waktuku&lt;br /&gt;Dan berharap rasa ini kan abadi untuk selamanya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dan izinkan aku memeluk dirimu kali ini saja&lt;br /&gt;Tuk ucapkan selamat tinggal untuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Dan biarkan rasa ini&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia untuk sekejap saja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ungu (yes, the Indonesian band) has lots of love songs that depict different kinds of feelings, emotions and situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Cerita di atas adalah rekaan semata-mata, tiada kaitan dengan yang hidup ataupun yang telah mati. Juga tiada kaitan dengan diri penulis.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-8754609299057350832?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8754609299057350832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=8754609299057350832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/8754609299057350832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/8754609299057350832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/malim-kundang-seri-chempaka-seri-malur.html' title='Malim Kundang, Seri Chempaka &amp; Seri Melur.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4400586487422059998</id><published>2008-02-22T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:28.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Jadi II.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy 20th Birthday, Arep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R72jS0MsYaI/AAAAAAAAASs/owh2jTrjSHs/s1600-h/Adek+sama+gf+nyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R72jS0MsYaI/AAAAAAAAASs/owh2jTrjSHs/s320/Adek+sama+gf+nyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169467490936054178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, bro!&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the happiness in the world ya.&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMUUAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4400586487422059998?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4400586487422059998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4400586487422059998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4400586487422059998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4400586487422059998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/selamat-hari-jadi-ii.html' title='Selamat Hari Jadi II.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R72jS0MsYaI/AAAAAAAAASs/owh2jTrjSHs/s72-c/Adek+sama+gf+nyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1591652970807815778</id><published>2008-02-18T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:22:37.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Nisahk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;10 years ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was 13. I was in Form 1. I lost weight a lot but I wasn't skinny because school was in the afternoon. The only heavy meal I had was during dinner and I didn't eat anything before school. This is the same year that I realised that I couldn't allow myself to be under pressure, for I will suffer from asthma attacks. Something that I wish I didn't know because I took the situation for granted and not study for exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5 years ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was 18. Life was great, after SPM, you see. Not doing anything at home, except for some house chores. I was in MMU Melaka for a few weeks, of which I believed life was happier there, but money was the issue. I went for the interview, got into this course and here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was enjoying myself in the cold weather of Plymouth. I had a few things done, of which I wouldn't do if I was studying in Malaysia. I was a steward for the Islamic Experience Exhibition, giving talks about the five pillars of Islam. I was a student ambassador for Marjon, doing some tours around college for those who are interested to study in Marjon. I worked for Royal Mail, throwing parcels and sorting mails according to the respective areas. I went for a holiday in Disneyland Paris, shopping without having to refrain myself, thanks to Royal Mail for its GBP7 per hour payment. On a sad side, I lost my father due to septicemia and multiple organs disfunction. Life was not the same anymore. I have to teach myself to be strong, to be patient and to think positively as there are reasons for whatever that has happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yesterday I was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High. Manchester United won, which means FREE movie tickets, popcorn and Coke. I spent some time with Mama, Along, Jaja and Arep. Went to Melaka with Jaja to send Arep back to his hostel. Applied smoky eyes on Soya. And only towards the end of the day that I finished the assignment on assessment in schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Super Ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Kuih bahulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Haziq and Alya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. And Adam too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Chocolates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5 songs I know all the words to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Most of Anuar Zain's songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. All Boyzone's songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Saiful Apek's Aspalela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Barney's I love you, you love me song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Some of the classic rock kapak songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5 bad habits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Long afternoon nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Talk loudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Laughing out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Easily hangin over small matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Not tidying up my bed after the afternoon nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5 biggest joy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. My family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. My friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Handbags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Able to find size 9 shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5 favourite toys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Delilah. The pink laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Sammy. The pink Samsung d900i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. My digital camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Miller and Asha. While Asha is still under my care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. The Quirky Wacky Ducky. The vacum for keyboards and laptops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5 favourite tv shows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. CSI: Las Vegas and New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Prison Break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Two Guys, A Girl and A Pizza Place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Slot cerekarama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1591652970807815778?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1591652970807815778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1591652970807815778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1591652970807815778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1591652970807815778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-by-nisahk.html' title='Tagged by Nisahk.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6521239153709124814</id><published>2008-02-16T03:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:28.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Jadi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy 25th Birthday, Jaja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R7XqV0MsYZI/AAAAAAAAASk/WK9Jj-NZxy4/s1600-h/aslanjaja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R7XqV0MsYZI/AAAAAAAAASk/WK9Jj-NZxy4/s320/aslanjaja.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167293807987548562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers will always be with you.&lt;br /&gt;And may Allah bless you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMUUAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6521239153709124814?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6521239153709124814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6521239153709124814&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6521239153709124814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6521239153709124814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/selamat-hari-jadi.html' title='Selamat Hari Jadi.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R7XqV0MsYZI/AAAAAAAAASk/WK9Jj-NZxy4/s72-c/aslanjaja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7907387233158756527</id><published>2008-02-13T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:28.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semakan daftar pemilih.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R7LlQUMsYYI/AAAAAAAAASc/pjowRJtmY4U/s1600-h/undispr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R7LlQUMsYYI/AAAAAAAAASc/pjowRJtmY4U/s320/undispr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166443791009997186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nama di database &lt;a href="http://daftarj.spr.gov.my/"&gt;SPR&lt;/a&gt; sudah disemak. Cik Alin akan mengundi untuk DUN Sitiawan, untuk Parlimen Lumut. Berdebar sudah. Duk dak duk dak. Pes taim ni. Haha. Eh, macam yang lain sudah berkali-kali je mengundi. Marilah. Mari kita apply cuti. Kedek-kedek berjalan ke HEP. 'Saya nak minta cuti untuk sekian-sekian haribulan. Saya nak mengundi. Ini borang hijau saya.' HEP tak nak bagi cuti? Mana boleh. Ini tanggungjawab ni. Masa depan saya dan rakyat. Sudahlah. Saya yakin cuti saya akan di-approve oleh HEP. Ah, mungkin masa mengundi nanti memang sudah diumumkan cuti pon. Beria sangat nak minta cuti ni, Cik Alin. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, kita turun mengundi, jom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Teruja melihat nama sendiri bersama nombor-nombor dan status yang tak paham. Tapi, &lt;a href="http://cry4freedom.fm/blog/2008/02/13/marilah-mari-kita-mengundi/#more-338"&gt;Azwan&lt;/a&gt; kata maksudnya kena turun mengundi lah tu. Baiklah.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7907387233158756527?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7907387233158756527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7907387233158756527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7907387233158756527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7907387233158756527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/semakan-daftar-pemilih.html' title='Semakan daftar pemilih.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R7LlQUMsYYI/AAAAAAAAASc/pjowRJtmY4U/s72-c/undispr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-8601935233959572270</id><published>2008-02-11T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:07:47.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of PD and names.</title><content type='html'>So, we had Mr Nazri for Professional Development lecture today and tomorrow. Boy, he was funny! Not in terms of giving lecture, but in terms of changing people's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'Let me have your name list and I will call you out. 'Ainur Rahman. Where are you?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(crowd laughing, including the owner of the name) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'It's 'Ainur Rahmah, sir.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'Oh, 'Ainur Rahmah binti Ellias? Yes.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'Fatimah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(long pause, everyone is eager to know which Fatimah he is referring to)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Fatima Anne Sebastian.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(crowd laughing again, since everyone expected the other Fatimah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'................'&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anne expressed her opinion&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'Thank you, Fatima and Sebastian. I think Anne should be spelled as A.N.D and not A.N.N.E."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'Lim Tow Suan, what do you think of this?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'.................'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(long explanation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;'Oh, good. You should really change your name to Lim Tau Semua.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. OK sir, I think you are really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is the same Mr. Nazri who interviewed me in 2003.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-8601935233959572270?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8601935233959572270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=8601935233959572270&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/8601935233959572270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/8601935233959572270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/of-pd-and-names.html' title='Of PD and names.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-2309240051012326055</id><published>2008-02-04T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:52:53.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring.</title><content type='html'>Q. First thing you did this morning?:&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Susun bantal and lipat comforter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Last thing you ate?:&lt;br /&gt;::&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keropok segera Cap Kuda dan Bintang Laut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's annoying you right now? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;College and construction work behind the hostel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's the last movie you saw? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Do you believe in long distance relationships?:&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have to if you are in one. (No, I'm not in one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q Where is the last place you went?:&lt;br /&gt;::&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who is the last person you called?:&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been cheated on?:&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would say yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you think that someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soya must be thinking of me. I have asked her to buy KFC's Snack Plate for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you wish on stars?:&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not really. I imagine that someone somewhere is looking at the same star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does it work?:&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How would I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you untie your shoes every time you take them of:&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nope. I'll untie them when I need to wear them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When did you last cry? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Ustaz Asri recited the Doa Awal Tahun during Awal Muharam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like your handwriting? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I'm proud of my handwriting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you keeping a secret from the world? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes. Everybody must have been keeping at least one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who's bed did you sleep in last night? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mine lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not wearing a shirt. I'm wearing a kaftan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any pets? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nope. Not after three goldfish died just after a few days taking them home from the pet shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the color of your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 9 last night?&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unpack while chatting with Wani and Jaime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last person you talked to :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Look to your left:&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So what happen now that I've looked to my left?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ever cried yourself to sleep? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes. A few times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ever cried on your friends shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes. A few times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Song that makes you cry? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle. It is a song about a father and his daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a normally happy person? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color are your eyes? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Long or Short Hair :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neither here nor there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Current Song? :&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila Aku Sudah Tiada by Hujan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: Oh yes. I'm just bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-2309240051012326055?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2309240051012326055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=2309240051012326055&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2309240051012326055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2309240051012326055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/boring.html' title='Boring.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1968053184423876456</id><published>2008-02-03T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:22:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelangi Petang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.radekaphotography.com/images/Rainbow-over-bluffs-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.radekaphotography.com/images/Rainbow-over-bluffs-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be something good that lies ahead in front of me. For I saw three beautiful rainbows when I was on the way back to KL from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm optimistic. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1968053184423876456?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1968053184423876456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1968053184423876456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1968053184423876456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1968053184423876456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/pelangi-petang.html' title='Pelangi Petang.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7550433649173804178</id><published>2008-01-29T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T08:32:01.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila tiada.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqN1eq5Z05w&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqN1eq5Z05w&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila aku sudah tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simpan semua laguku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan di tangis selalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tQa,&lt;br /&gt;Ampun ya, buat kamu menangis tadi. Tapi kalau benar-benar jadi, jangan menangis ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*EDITED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="dc"&gt; &lt;span class="title commentsLink"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;a t i q a h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;script&gt;document.write(fMakeDate("2008-01-29 08:37:22","-8","%M%M/%D%D/%y%y%y%y %h:%m%m %a"));&lt;/script&gt;01/30/2008 12:37 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke hadapan cik alin yang disayangi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade sesetengah pesanan yang tidak sesuai dihantar/diterima dan dibaca sewaktu kelas berjalan.In&lt;/span&gt;i kerana ia boleh menyentuh sensitiviti hati/jantung/minda si pembaca pesanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian.&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7550433649173804178?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7550433649173804178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7550433649173804178&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7550433649173804178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7550433649173804178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/01/bila-tiada.html' title='Bila tiada.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-2565738786249686663</id><published>2008-01-26T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:29.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion, Farewell and Joyride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5qRQb_SxMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JsDLR1k1h80/s1600-h/CIMG2998edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5qRQb_SxMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JsDLR1k1h80/s320/CIMG2998edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159596034683487426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Thursday the crooked bunch of F2.4 (2004) had a reunion / farewell party in The Curve, Damansara. Crazy, it was. With the same familiar faces and the same familiar laughter but not quite the same size. It was good to see everyone again after 2 years of being abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mdm Rozanna and Mdm Fazlinah, good luck in pursuing your PHD. All the best. Without you, we wouldn't be where we are today. We wouldn't be the crooked lot / crazy human beings who love each other. Though we are crazy, your laughter, our laughter keep us sane. Let's keep in touch. Mdm Faz, there are lots of factory outlet in Portsmouth, have a great time shopping. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tumpang handbag satu boleh? Keh keh keh.&lt;/span&gt; Mdm Rozanna, I guess, I'll be seeing you around in KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I nak datang rumah u, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5qRP7_SxLI/AAAAAAAAASI/lC5DEDfubEo/s1600-h/CIMG3002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5qRP7_SxLI/AAAAAAAAASI/lC5DEDfubEo/s320/CIMG3002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159596026093552818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/s: I am a co-pilot tak berapa boleh pakai. Asyik salah jalan. Took a turn when you are not supposed to and miss a turn when you are supposed to take the turn. End up ber-joyride / merempit lah malam itu. Dari Damansara ke Gombak ke Jalan Ipoh ke Jalan TAR ke Dataran Merdeka and finally sampai IPBA lah. Sambil merempit, menyanyi kuat-kuat to Pupus by Dewa. Baru ku sedarriiiiiiii~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-2565738786249686663?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2565738786249686663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=2565738786249686663&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2565738786249686663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2565738786249686663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/01/reunion-farewell-and-joyride.html' title='Reunion, Farewell and Joyride.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5qRQb_SxMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JsDLR1k1h80/s72-c/CIMG2998edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3393714923817279180</id><published>2008-01-19T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:29.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neo naik truck.</title><content type='html'>I am currently in Shah Alam when I am supposed to be at home in Sitiawan. What happened was my sister's Neo broke down just before Ijok and right after the Chinese graveyard. She couldn't press the pedal, the stering wheel can't be controlled and slowly the car stopped on its own. She called Proton Service Centre and waited about 45 minutes for Abg Proton. He came with his wife and managed to start the car. About two minutes after that the car broke down again and this time nothing can be done except to have it towed to Proton's workshop. We waited more than  an hour for the truck. My sister had already fallen asleep, I got bored of waiting that I counted how many vehicles that passed us by. From 12.44 am to 12.55 am, there were 59 wehicles including 3 motorcycles and the tow truck is vehicle nnumber 60. Abg Proton had asked another friend, Abg Proton 2 to send us to Shah Alam. On the way, Abg Proton 2 took us to Mutiara Damansara Proton Centre to wait for Neo and settled some forms. We arrived safely in Shah Alam at around 3 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are really nice guys, including the Abg Proton On the Phone and Abg Insurans. I gave Abg Proton 2 some money, a treat for him and Abg Proton. Abg Proton even invited us to his wedding in March. Har har har. That was really nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures of Neo in Mutiara Damansara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5EDWP6ZjgI/AAAAAAAAARo/1ynG8RtmYoc/s1600-h/CIMG2966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5EDWP6ZjgI/AAAAAAAAARo/1ynG8RtmYoc/s320/CIMG2966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156906729079410178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Neo is still on the truck. The guy in black shirt and white pants is Abg Proton 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5EGXv6ZjjI/AAAAAAAAASA/jIzLVbzy6-M/s1600-h/CIMG2968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5EGXv6ZjjI/AAAAAAAAASA/jIzLVbzy6-M/s320/CIMG2968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156910053384097330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;In the process of getting Neo on to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5EDW_6ZjiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-n_WN7XhveI/s1600-h/CIMG2969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5EDW_6ZjiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-n_WN7XhveI/s320/CIMG2969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156906741964312098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neo is already on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today we'll be heading to Sitiawan in Mak Cu's Waja and will probably pick Neo up on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Abg Proton, Abg Proton 2, Abg Proton On the Phone and Abg Insurans, if you are reading this (I dont think you read this by the way), we just want to say thank you very much for your help. We really appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-3393714923817279180?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3393714923817279180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=3393714923817279180&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3393714923817279180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3393714923817279180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/01/neo-naik-truck.html' title='Neo naik truck.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R5EDWP6ZjgI/AAAAAAAAARo/1ynG8RtmYoc/s72-c/CIMG2966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5251598569827803694</id><published>2008-01-18T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:04:47.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is meant to be posted yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 17th January 2007, marks the eight month since the day that Allah took Ayah's life. Time really flies. It felt like yesterday that I received the news that he was admitted to the hospital. It felt like yesterday that I was allowed to go home to see my family, full expenses paid by Marjon. It felt like yesterday that relatives are afraid to tell me the bad news as soon as I landed. It felt like yesterday that I visited his grave for the first time and cried. It felt like yesterday that I visited his grave every weekend. It felt like yesterday that I helped Mama to placed the tombstone on his grave. It felt like yesterday that I helped to plant some orchids next to the tombstone. It felt like yesterday that I scattered flowers and pandan leaves on the grave. It felt like yesterday that I cried because he was not there to celebrate my birthday. It felt like yesterday that I held a tahlil for him. Everything felt like they have just happened just the day before. But, all these things happened in the course of eight months. I still have not visit his grave since I came back although this was the first thing that I wanted to do.I really wished that I had done so during the one week I was at home now that I'm missing him very much. It hurts when mama said that she dreamt of him sometimes. It hurts when Jaja said that he came into her dreams. He had never come into mine. If I had just one wish, I wish that he will come into my dream, even for a short while. I wanted to see him very much, for I am missing him dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5251598569827803694?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5251598569827803694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5251598569827803694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5251598569827803694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5251598569827803694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-9000893113750183199</id><published>2008-01-16T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T19:37:43.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lecturers say the darndest things:</title><content type='html'>'Focused skill is like having a boyfriend. You can't teach two focused skills just like you can't have two boyfriends at the same time.' &lt;em&gt;(on the teaching of four skills in English language&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;classrooms)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Elaborate with examples. For those of you who lack of English, huraikan dengan contoh.' (&lt;em&gt;on Professional Development assignment)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We can work together because I'm an English educated man.' &lt;em&gt;(on collaboration/working together between the HEP and Cohort 2 students)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'OK, your reading is not bad after all.' &lt;em&gt;(during Professional Development tutorial)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We have loss our statute and prestige because we have teachers like you!' &lt;em&gt;(on teaching being a profession)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Haa, yang itu, dah sampai Marjon.' &lt;em&gt;(during Islamic Civilisation lecture, of which I fell asleep)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-9000893113750183199?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/9000893113750183199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=9000893113750183199&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/9000893113750183199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/9000893113750183199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/01/lecturers-say-darndest-things.html' title='Lecturers say the darndest things:'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1257844956051869613</id><published>2008-01-01T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:30.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2008 is going to end its first day of the year. To tell you the truth, I have no new year resolutions. Well, I had one, but it was destroyed as soon as my cousin switched to one of the channels that highlighted new year concert/celebration. The resolution was not to watch any new year concert/celebration/countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have no new year resolutions, I am just going to reflect last year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R3pYZP6ZjfI/AAAAAAAAARg/p0hq-gu2iko/s1600-h/nyres.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R3pYZP6ZjfI/AAAAAAAAARg/p0hq-gu2iko/s320/nyres.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150526314643033586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I was cheated by some group of men, (resolution #1 does not mean in the world of '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;percintaan'&lt;/span&gt;, but by any man). The computer/maintenance people did not come when they said they will. I eventually did some dieting (didn't turn out well, by the way). I still procrastinate (started TECC assignment 3 days before the handing in date, not to forget the non-sleeping Sunday nights/Monday mornings so that I can hand in the drafts of the dissertation by Monday noon). I think I did more reading, especially for the Comparative Education module. I stopped doing my reading log a few days after resolution #5 was made. I did not exercise, well, I considered shopping as exercising. So, at least I may have burnt some fat. I did stop complaining, and whenever I started to complain about things, I remind myself to stop. I did do things sincerely, though at times I still feel irritated as I was the only one doing certain things. I did not manage to travel to other places. I did get a part time job as a student ambassador and a mail sorter. I did find some time every day to read the Quran after Maghrib or Isya', but I did not read the translation to the verses. Finally, I don't know whether I have become a better person inside out. That, I have to ask opinion of others. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I still have no new year resolution. Everyday is a new day anyway, so you can make new resolution every day as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fairly disappointed with the kind of celebrations that we have in our country. Concerts, gathering of men and women, countdowns, etc. It does not reflect the Islamic country that we claim ourselves to be. Yesterday itself, there was about 4 to 5 concerts being aired on the television, and those concerts were in KL alone. And in today's Harian Metro, there was a full page coverage on the celebration and only a small section on the Bacaan Yassin to welcome the new year in Melaka. There was an Islamic forum and nasyid performance held in the mosque next to KLCC, but I guess some people would prefer to choose to attend the concert at KLCC, for it was the entertainment that they were looking for. Buletin Utama highlighted that social problems have emerged each and everytime new year is celebrated. Well, it is pretty clear anyway. These problems emerged every year but still we still have concerts and celebrations to welcome the new year. You know the impacts of these sorts of events but you still hold it anyway. So why bother saying that we still have the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketimuran&lt;/span&gt;' in us, when everything that we do is all '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kebaratan&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this sending mat rempit to Kutub Utara by Pemuda UMNO. ??!!??. And a plan to use mat rempits to bring the voters to the voting centres in the next election. Again, ??!!??. May I suggest that we recruit all these mat rempits to become delivery guy for Mcdonalds, KFCs and Pizza Huts. Or FedEx, Nationwide Express, DHL, UPS can recruit them as despatchers. Maybe all the kedai mamak can have their own delivery guy too. At least these mat rempits have a long term job, rather than something that they will do only once in five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us see what kind of news we are going to get tomorrow. And I'm sure we all gonna be surprised, well, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1257844956051869613?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1257844956051869613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1257844956051869613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1257844956051869613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1257844956051869613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-2008.html' title='Welcome 2008.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R3pYZP6ZjfI/AAAAAAAAARg/p0hq-gu2iko/s72-c/nyres.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5048534004208301156</id><published>2007-12-28T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T07:42:14.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last one from Plymouth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12 hours and counting. Soon, our stay in Plymouth will come to an end. And this shall be my last entry from House 20, Student Village, University College Plymouth St Mark and St John, Plymouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be missing this place. Will definitely be missing the people I have been working with. May we see each other again and may I have the opportunity to see this place again. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Marjon. Goodbye Plymouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5048534004208301156?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5048534004208301156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5048534004208301156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5048534004208301156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5048534004208301156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-night-tonight.html' title='Last one from Plymouth.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-427494789897102470</id><published>2007-12-24T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:30.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kak Mia (Uncle Tamjis's and Aunty Kiah's daughter in law) has just given birth to a pair of female twin last Monday. Congratulations to both Kak Mia and Abg Azrie for having new members in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2_Gff6ZjeI/AAAAAAAAARY/daULRSAuPE8/s1600-h/CIMG2931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2_Gff6ZjeI/AAAAAAAAARY/daULRSAuPE8/s320/CIMG2931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147551143552454114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Presents for the four siblings: a striped shirt from Mothercare for Haziq , a dress from Next for Alya (I have blogged about &lt;a href="http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/motherly-instinct.html"&gt;this dress&lt;/a&gt;) and a 50% Daddy 50% Mummy long sleeved t-shirt and a cow baby bip, all from Mothercare, for each of the twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have asked Azhar, their Pak Su, for the twins's name yesterday and he said that Abg Azrie have not given them any name yet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, Abg Azrie and Kak Mia, apa kata letak &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fazlin JR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farieza JR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Besar mesti comel macam Aunty Alin&lt;/span&gt;. Hee hee. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-427494789897102470?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/427494789897102470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=427494789897102470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/427494789897102470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/427494789897102470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/baby-stuff.html' title='Baby stuff.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2_Gff6ZjeI/AAAAAAAAARY/daULRSAuPE8/s72-c/CIMG2931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4470877825368892652</id><published>2007-12-21T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:11:38.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful love song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yANgxhUVlR4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yANgxhUVlR4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shayne-ward.com/home"&gt;Shayne Ward&lt;/a&gt;'s Breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If our love was a fairy tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would charge in and rescue you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a yacht baby we would sail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To an island where we’d say I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if we had babies they would look like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’d be so beautiful if that came true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don’t even know how very special you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re everything good in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still can’t believe that you’re mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So beautiful you’re leaving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if our love was a story book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We would meet on the very first page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The last chapter would be about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I’m thankful for the life we’ve made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if we had babies they would have your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would fall deeper watching you give life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don’t even know how very special you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re everything good in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still can’t believe that you’re mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So beautiful you’re leaving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You must have been sent from heaven to earth to change me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re like an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The thing that I feel is stronger than love believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re something special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I only hope that I’ll one day deserve what you’ve given me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But all I can do is try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re everything good in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still can’t believe that you’re mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So beautiful you’re leaving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re everything good in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still can’t believe that you’re mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So beautiful you’re leaving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4470877825368892652?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4470877825368892652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4470877825368892652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4470877825368892652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4470877825368892652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/beautiful-love-song.html' title='A beautiful love song.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5369263225677703780</id><published>2007-12-19T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:30.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger everyday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was tidying up the notice board in my room, when I found this, drowned by other stuff. I think I copied this from someone's Friendster, a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Allah knows what is best for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;So why should I complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I always want the sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;But He knows there must be rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I always want the laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;But my heart will lose its tenderness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;If I never shed a tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Allah tests me often,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;With suffering and sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;He tests me not to push myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;But to help me with a better tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;For growing tree is strengthened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;If I withstand the storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And the sharp cut of chisel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Gave the marble grace and form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Allah tests me often,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And for every pain He gives to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Provided me with patience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Is followed by rich gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;So whenever I am down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And whenever I feel that everything is going wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It is just Allah's way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;To make my spirit strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Thank you Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2hsC_6ZjdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FQyBzS8OOcY/s1600-h/1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2hsC_6ZjdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FQyBzS8OOcY/s320/1989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145481373042707922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Us in 1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5369263225677703780?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5369263225677703780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5369263225677703780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5369263225677703780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5369263225677703780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/stronger-everyday.html' title='Stronger everyday.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2hsC_6ZjdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FQyBzS8OOcY/s72-c/1989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6371771152276459063</id><published>2007-12-15T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:33.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of INTED and Plymouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been wanting to blog about this for days, but I didn't have the time to do so. I was busy working to the extent of becoming fed up with doing over time. I need a life, or shall I say, I have a life.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stay in Plymouth is coming to an end. I've started packing, deciding on which shall I put in the luggage, which shall I box and have them shipped, which shall be given to the juniors, or which shall be left all alone in the cold weather. Haha. It's hard. It's really hard to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a mixed feeling about leaving Plymouth. I really wanted to be home, but at the same time, I don't want to leave this place. It's been my home for the past two years. Where ever I went, for a short getaway or a trip to ASDA or the city centre, I always find it exciting to be back in House 20, to be under the duvet, to be in the cosiness of my own room. I guess I will definitely be missing this place as soon as I step on to the plane, or the coach. Will I ever get to see Plymouth again, or UK maybe? I hope so. InsyaAllah. God's willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned a lot during this duration through mistakes and experiences. The thing I have learned are priceless. They taught me to be matured in my own way. They are definitely a treasure. A treasure which I'm sure will be well kept by all of us. I really wanted to write the things I've learned, but there are too many. I don't know where to start, how to start, and I'm sure the list will never end. I guess it's better left unsaid then. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTED has organised a farewell dinner for us on Monday. It was a lovely evening. I have enjoyed it very much, as well as my guest, Kak Nora. It's really a shame that we need to part, for INTED have done so much for us. The speech by Katy created lumps in my throat, I laughed my heart out when Steve gave his speech (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who doesn't, anyway, even though you are at the verge of crying&lt;/span&gt;) and Sarah's speech brought me to tears. It seems just like yesterday that Sarah and Michelle picked us up from the airport. And in two weeks time, they will send us off to the airport. Time really flies, and it flies fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QP5_6ZjbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/qFyRyOUtCz4/s1600-h/CIMG2743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QP5_6ZjbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/qFyRyOUtCz4/s200/CIMG2743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144254163447287218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QP6f6ZjcI/AAAAAAAAARA/OdfF4fK3B2I/s1600-h/CIMG2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QP6f6ZjcI/AAAAAAAAARA/OdfF4fK3B2I/s200/CIMG2797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144254172037221826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QOYv6ZjXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cOOHlHFHyD4/s1600-h/CIMG2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QOYv6ZjXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cOOHlHFHyD4/s200/CIMG2753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144252492705009010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QOcP6ZjYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NdvnoT4AbZ8/s1600-h/CIMG2754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 102px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QOcP6ZjYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NdvnoT4AbZ8/s200/CIMG2754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144252552834551170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QOcv6ZjZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EzUDJ_vqaJc/s1600-h/CIMG2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QOcv6ZjZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EzUDJ_vqaJc/s200/CIMG2756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144252561424485778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QOiP6ZjaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ZzMz853aAj4/s1600-h/CIMG2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QOiP6ZjaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ZzMz853aAj4/s200/CIMG2760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144252655913766306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMlv6ZjRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3fecSRU4rtY/s1600-h/CIMG2744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMlv6ZjRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3fecSRU4rtY/s200/CIMG2744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144250517020052754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMmf6ZjSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/rdbMk8V3Wf0/s1600-h/CIMG2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMmf6ZjSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/rdbMk8V3Wf0/s200/CIMG2747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144250529904954658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMp_6ZjTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/cYc5UHlyu0k/s1600-h/CIMG2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 91px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMp_6ZjTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/cYc5UHlyu0k/s200/CIMG2748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144250590034496818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMqv6ZjUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-t1roaJt4gU/s1600-h/CIMG2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMqv6ZjUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-t1roaJt4gU/s200/CIMG2749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144250602919398722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMsv6ZjVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/81SPb91lj0w/s1600-h/CIMG2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QMsv6ZjVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/81SPb91lj0w/s200/CIMG2750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144250637279137106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you to Katy Salisbury, Steve Ansell, Lesley Woodhead, Tracy Gilpin, Michael Hall, Liz Robbins, Mike Boston, Sarah Fuqua, Michelle Charlick, Dania Moussalli, Tony Wright, Paul Gentle, and Bernice.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for everything. You are our family for the past two years. You will definitely be missed. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6371771152276459063?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6371771152276459063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6371771152276459063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6371771152276459063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6371771152276459063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-inted-and-plymouth.html' title='Of INTED and Plymouth'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R2QP5_6ZjbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/qFyRyOUtCz4/s72-c/CIMG2743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6349043950961662186</id><published>2007-12-09T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:33.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alinyussuff: mintak tolong boleh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Azwan: boleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alinyussuff: gambar ini pixel nya besar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alinyussuff: susah nak crop guna paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alinyussuff: takda software lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alinyussuff: so tolong crop gambar ayam itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Azwan: bwak bwak bwak bwak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alinyussuff: amboi gelak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R1r9tefoE3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/5ze9HiEzxEg/s1600-h/chicken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R1r9tefoE3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/5ze9HiEzxEg/s320/chicken.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141700882318496626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alinyussuff: yay ayam dah siap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alinyussuff: mekaseh abang azwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azwan: sama sama dik alin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Azwan: bwak bwak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alinyussuff: udah udah la tu gelak kat ayam tuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Azwan: hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Menu makan malam untuk hari: Ayam Panggang bersama kentang, lobak merah dan kaNcang buncis. Dimakan dengan kuah gravy. Mendapat inspirasi dari buku Jamie @ Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainee kata, 'Shedapppp, macam kat Kenny Rogers.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R1sAkOfoE4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/WwKcnmRElCY/s1600-h/CIMG2725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R1sAkOfoE4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/WwKcnmRElCY/s320/CIMG2725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141704021939590018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahukan resipi? Sila hubungi saya menerusi ruangan komentari. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Ade ke yang nak resipi? Bajet mcm ada je. Haha.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6349043950961662186?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6349043950961662186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6349043950961662186&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6349043950961662186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6349043950961662186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/ayam.html' title='Ayam'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R1r9tefoE3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/5ze9HiEzxEg/s72-c/chicken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6961882216529407788</id><published>2007-12-04T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:18:27.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy cool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I miss my daddy la. Right now, things are very much clustered in my mind. The job I'm currently doing, the exam next week, the trip to London over the weekend, the dinner to attend next week, the final academic week, the final assignment and the flight ticket that I've received this morning. These are the things which I will usually talk to him about. These are the things that make our conversations last hours on the phone. And I miss talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened around me seems to make me think about him even more. When friends ask, would I like to take a ride on London Eye, I said, no, I've been on it with my parents. When I went to Harrods, I remembered the time he dropped the lit to a teapot, broke it and didn't even have to pay for it. Whenever I bought a handbag, no matter how beautiful it is, my favourite would be the one he bought me for my 21st birthday. Whenever friends asked how do I survive with the allowance, I told them may parents taught me to use whatever I have and not to ask for more. And then I remember the fact that he told Mama I was the most independent of all because I would never ask for more money and just use whatever I have or what they have given me. Then there are times when I still buy six mugs and six glasses, each and every time, the fact hit me, there's only five of us now. Not six. Not anymore. When I was home during the summer, I still think that he has gone for a meeting in KL and will return in the evening. When I continue sleeping after Subuh prayers on the couch in the living room, I could smell him, his presence. When I listen to songs, songs about fathers, it hit me that I don't have a father anymore. When I buy things for Mama, my sisters and my brother, or when friends are looking for things to buy for their fathers, I realised that I don't have to buy anything for him. Because he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I are always making jokes that he's not around and it will always be funny only to both of us. Like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : ok le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : kamu ngan makcik tu dpt la senza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : mama got handbag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : baby bro cari tshirt hard rock london la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : daddy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : uh uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : sob sob srroott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alizazy : daddy dpt al-fatihah la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alizazy : ape lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alinyussuff : kami suke jawapan tuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alizazy : hikhikhik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And there are other jokes which I don't think are appropriate to be shared. It would be better to keep it to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been more than six months now and I still refuse to refer him as Arwah. I deny myself from using that term. I don't want to. Because I still feel his presence around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I miss him so much that writing this creates lumps in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, Ayah. Will you please come into my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6961882216529407788?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6961882216529407788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6961882216529407788&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6961882216529407788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6961882216529407788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/daddy-cool.html' title='Daddy cool.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5001204029753146395</id><published>2007-12-01T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:08:56.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break</title><content type='html'>Off to London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalalalala~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5001204029753146395?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5001204029753146395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5001204029753146395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5001204029753146395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5001204029753146395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/break.html' title='break'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-877731589205670225</id><published>2007-11-26T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:34.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teka pinggan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qc-z6pezI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Q5W4qpZ4FqY/s1600-h/CIMG2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qc-z6pezI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Q5W4qpZ4FqY/s320/CIMG2565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137090927871490866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ketika Girls' Day Out kelmarin hari, kami telah menjamu selera di sebuah restoran Morroco berdekatan dengan marina di Barbican. Sungguh sedap sekali, lebih-lebih lagi dengan adanya insan yang sudi belanja (Thank you , Ina.......). Antara juadah yang telah kami nikmati adalah Chicken Couscous, Prawn Couscous dan juga Couscous with Meatballs. Sedap, sedap sekali. Dengan ini, saya mengumumkan, pertandingan meneka pinggan. Setiap pembaca dialu-alukan untuk menyertai. Namun begitu, tuan punya pinggan adalah dilarang sama sekali untuk mengambil bahagian. Silalah, sila caruk pinggan siapakah itu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senarai nama tuan punya pinggan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;AlinYussuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HalwaniHarun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AineeAdnan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;InaGerik (Nama sebenarnya bukan Gerik ya, ini adalah untuk mengelakkan salah seorang tuan punya pinggan menjadi teruja dengan nama sebenar si tuan punya nama , juga untuk mengelakkan tuan punya nama berasa teruja dengan nama sendiri)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qn3z6pe5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/7p4ktJtHm-o/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qn3z6pe5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/7p4ktJtHm-o/s320/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137102902240312210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Arah pusingan jam: AlinYussuff, InaGerik, AineeAdnan, HalwaniHarun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini pula senarai pinggan-pinggan nya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qd6j6pe4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Quqz5vxP3TA/s1600-h/CIMG2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qd6j6pe4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Quqz5vxP3TA/s200/CIMG2575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137091954368674690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinggan A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qd6T6pe3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/SDwCbYwvo48/s1600-h/CIMG2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qd6T6pe3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/SDwCbYwvo48/s200/CIMG2569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137091950073707378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinggan B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qd5T6pe1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/U59QcbIzeVw/s1600-h/CIMG2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qd5T6pe1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/U59QcbIzeVw/s200/CIMG2567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137091932893838162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinggan C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qd5z6pe2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/sawww1JvJwI/s1600-h/CIMG2573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qd5z6pe2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/sawww1JvJwI/s200/CIMG2573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137091941483772770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Pinggan D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadiahnya, sila lihat gambar di bawah. Terliur bukan. Itulah Canelloni. Lengkap dengan tomato ceri, bebola daging, sayur-sayuran dan keju yang cair. Setelah melihat gambar, Encik Omar Khayyam mengatakan, 'Gile appetizing, terus lapar perut jadiknya.' Ya, Encik Omar, memang lazat Canelloni kami semalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qdBD6pe0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Vlx0ve_KM88/s1600-h/CIMG2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qdBD6pe0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Vlx0ve_KM88/s320/CIMG2606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137090966526196546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apa lagi kawan-kawan, tekalah pinggan-pinggan di atas. Hadiahnya bukan sekadar gambar Canelloni sahaja. Lebih daripada itu. Sila lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-877731589205670225?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/877731589205670225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=877731589205670225&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/877731589205670225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/877731589205670225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/teka-pinggan.html' title='Teka pinggan'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0qc-z6pezI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Q5W4qpZ4FqY/s72-c/CIMG2565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3018589366659099425</id><published>2007-11-25T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:14:09.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardust Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; u igt x quotation i smlm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; apetah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; psl bintang2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; bile kat langit bersinar, masuk kebumi jadik batu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; amende ntah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; gitu la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; the wall tu atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; erk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; saintis habes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; ye le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; u ckp tu semua smlm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; i rase boleh apply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee: &lt;/span&gt;utk perempuan yg put her position high above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; and those yg telah gagal meletakkan dirinya di darjat yg tinggi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; ape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; anytime buleh jatuh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; jadilah batu buruk yg tak berguna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; explainnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; ok paham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; good girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; sila caruk2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff:&lt;/span&gt; yg batu pon sbnrnye leh bersinar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;alinyussuff: &lt;/span&gt;auuuwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; hikhik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; no star can shine with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; so fix your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ainee:&lt;/span&gt; yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ainee managed to recall her quotation from last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Bintang bile kat atas langit cantik bercahaya, bila dah jatuh ke bumi jadi batu yang tak berguna.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pesanan dari penaja (Ainee jugaklah),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Jadilah bintang di langit. Jangan jadi tahi bintang'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-3018589366659099425?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3018589366659099425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=3018589366659099425&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3018589366659099425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3018589366659099425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/stardust-part-ii.html' title='Stardust Part II'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-8142599593976055111</id><published>2007-11-25T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:07:51.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardust Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A philosopher once asked: are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human? Pointless really. Do the stars gaze back? Now that's the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No star can shine with a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;What do stars do? They shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true. I know a lot about love. I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate… It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves… You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and… What I’m trying to say, Tristan is… I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I’d know it for myself. My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stardustmovie.com/"&gt;Stardust&lt;/a&gt;, a movie must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mediagasm.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/stardustposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://mediagasm.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/stardustposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A mixture of romance, adventure, comedy and fantasy. It's worth your two hours. And I'm just in love with the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-8142599593976055111?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8142599593976055111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=8142599593976055111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/8142599593976055111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/8142599593976055111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/stardust.html' title='Stardust Part I'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1893367936905165074</id><published>2007-11-25T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:35.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloon and MAC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi, can I have a balloon?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpMj6pevI/AAAAAAAAANw/BDw32HFNpDY/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpMj6pevI/AAAAAAAAANw/BDw32HFNpDY/s200/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136471039536626418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, not yet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpNT6pewI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RZSVbvod4xk/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpNT6pewI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RZSVbvod4xk/s200/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136471052421528322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(setelah ditipu 18 kali)&lt;/span&gt; Here you go.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpNz6pexI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-9Fp9K56uV8/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpNz6pexI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-9Fp9K56uV8/s200/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136471061011462930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a flower! I got a flower!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpOj6peyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_EORRLNIaO4/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpOj6peyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_EORRLNIaO4/s200/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136471073896364834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later, Ainee burst one of its petals. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jahat kan..Haha, I tau you tak sengaja..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&gt;More pictures on yesterday's Girls' Day Out in &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10386934@N04/"&gt;Ainee's&lt;/a&gt; flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ainee&lt;/span&gt;: Prison Break tu ABC kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Alin&lt;/span&gt;: Eh, tak la. CNN.&lt;br /&gt;*both rofl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Alin&lt;/span&gt;: Prison Break tu FOX la. Tak, I nak cakap bukan ABC je. Terkeluar CNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1893367936905165074?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1893367936905165074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1893367936905165074&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1893367936905165074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1893367936905165074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/balloon-and-mac.html' title='Balloon and MAC.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0hpMj6pevI/AAAAAAAAANw/BDw32HFNpDY/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4213280130124931154</id><published>2007-11-24T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December issue.</title><content type='html'>What will happen in the next few weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm starting my job as a mail sorter in Royal Mail on Monday, a week earlier than expected. I hope that it will be less tiring than last year now that I am on the afternoon shift. Night shift was crazy. It took me three days just to adjust my sleeping pattern.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will be on a trip to London next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have another assignment to hand in on Friday the 7th of December.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An exam on the 10th of December.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will be off the job on the 21st of December, just in time to get some last minute shopping before flying home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll ship the rest of my stuff on the 26th of December and I hope that I will only need to ship two boxes. But I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, I will be flying home on the 28th December at 10pm (UK time). This time it's back for good. Yay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hope that everything will go well as planned. Can't wait to be home, nak ziarah kubur daddy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I've handed in the dissertation. What a relief. Not forgetting the fact that my HDD broke down a week before dateline which results in re-typing almost 75% of the dissertation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0cuqT6peuI/AAAAAAAAANo/J0wrjuHJylU/s1600-h/Photo-0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0cuqT6peuI/AAAAAAAAANo/J0wrjuHJylU/s200/Photo-0034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136125204474985186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Bye bye dissey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: By the way, this is entry number 120. I missed thelilmindofmine's 1st birthday as well as the 100th entry. 120 pon boleh lah. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4213280130124931154?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4213280130124931154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4213280130124931154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4213280130124931154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4213280130124931154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/december-issue.html' title='December issue.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/R0cuqT6peuI/AAAAAAAAANo/J0wrjuHJylU/s72-c/Photo-0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-2945395428862475623</id><published>2007-11-19T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:18:50.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya rindu ayah saya.</title><content type='html'>Semalam, 17hb November 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Genaplah enam bulan pemergiannya.&lt;br /&gt;Tak terkata kerinduan di hati. Terlalu tebal.&lt;br /&gt;Masih belum puas dengan kasih sayang yang dicurahkan.&lt;br /&gt;Masih menginginkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;'Ku harungi hari demi hari, bersama wajah tak mungkin akan kembali.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatehah.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat.&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*UPDATED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesudah entri dipos, air mata mula bertakung. Ah, telefon Mama. Bagitahu, sangat rindu sama Ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tut tut, tut tut, tut tut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hello, Alin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hello, Mama kat mana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;On the way nak pergi sekolah. Kenapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Semalam 6 bulan. (air mata menitis laju).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sekejap je kan, 6 bulan dah. (turut menangis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah kami menangis.&lt;br /&gt;Kami rindukan orang yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air mata menitis lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, berikanlah ku kekuatan. Tabahkanlah hati ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-2945395428862475623?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2945395428862475623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=2945395428862475623&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2945395428862475623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2945395428862475623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/saya-rindu-ayah-saya.html' title='Saya rindu ayah saya.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6859595113704816489</id><published>2007-11-18T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:57:20.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orkid-lah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Maa, Alin beli buku &lt;a href="http://www.nigella.com/"&gt;Nigella Lawson&lt;/a&gt; dengan &lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/"&gt;Jamie at Home.&lt;/a&gt; Tengok-tengok resipi kat situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; Buku ape?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Ala, Nigella, pompuan yang masak-masak tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dengan Jamie at Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; Oh, Jamie Oliver tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Ha'ah. Kan selalu kita tengok dalam TV kan dia petik-petik, cabut-cabut je dari garden dia kan, pastu terus masak kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; Ha'ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yang Alin beli ni buku rancangan yang tu la. Dalam tu ada ajar macam mana nak tanam sayur-sayur, kentang, bawang semua. Mama pon boleh belajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; Haa, oklah tu. Nanti dia pon boleh belajar tanam orkid dengan Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;........ Hahahahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gelak guling-guling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6859595113704816489?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6859595113704816489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6859595113704816489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6859595113704816489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6859595113704816489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/orkid-lah.html' title='Orkid-lah!'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-449221256973370507</id><published>2007-11-17T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:35.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The good girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were sitting together at the kitchen when Ainee told us about one of her childhood act, that she stuck a chewing gum to a friend's hijab. Wani then told us about the day she went cycling that her father had to go out and find her. I told them that I have nothing similar during my childhood years. Whatever happened to me were mostly accidental and the scars that I have were not caused by being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many may realised that I have two scars from stitches above my right eyes. I got the first scar when I was about four or five. At that time, I have started helping my mother in the kitchen. I remembered putting a chair next to the stove and wanting to stir her cooking. My brother's nanny wanted to get something out of the drawer and as she was pulling out the drawer, I fell and my head hit the cabinet. Hence, I was taken to a clinic to get a few stitches just below the right eyebrow. I wouldn't consider that to be my fault or I was naughty, I was just helping out. I was in Standard One when I got the second scar. I was standing at the door waiting for the teacher to come in. The wind was blowing hard. It blew the door and the door hit me right on my head. The hit left me with stitches just above my right eyebrow. I wasn't being naughty, I got the scar because the wind was blowing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inee kata parut sebab kena tiup angi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once during kindergarten, I fell out of the van that took me to school, and I'm sure that I didn't jump out of the van or did any stunt that caused me to fall. I'm sure that a friend has pushed me even though I have told her to stop pushing a few times. That fall caused a few of my teeth to fall out of its place. And I guess that's the reason why my teeth are well structured, compared to my other siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about five, my family including my mother's youngest brother went to Komtar in Penang to shop. My mother was busy looking at the clothes while I was busy walking in and out of the hanging clothes when suddenly, I couldn't find my mother. I stood quietly next to a mannequin until one of the promoter was passing by and realised that I wasn't with my parents. I was then took to the missing child counter. I remembered not crying at all until the announcement was made. Not long after that, I saw my parents coming, laughing that I went missing. They didn't blame me either. For what I know both my mother and her youngest brother blamed each other. My mother thought that I have followed him to the toilet and he thought that I was with her all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered being the quiet little girl. I remembered that people used to say that I have gold in my mouth just because I didn't talk very much. I remembered waiting quietly at the stairs for my mother, after I woke up from my nap everyday. I don't remember my parents or other siblings recalled my bad behavior when I was little, nothing that I could think of. Both Ainee and Wani agreed that maybe I was easy to take care of because I was a good girl. Maybe that's true. And if it's true, I have to agree. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tee hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rz4uV7sngDI/AAAAAAAAANg/1IxtaknuS0E/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rz4uV7sngDI/AAAAAAAAANg/1IxtaknuS0E/s200/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133591579585904690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The good girl with her late father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-449221256973370507?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/449221256973370507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=449221256973370507&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/449221256973370507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/449221256973370507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-girl.html' title='The good girl.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rz4uV7sngDI/AAAAAAAAANg/1IxtaknuS0E/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4106356225811336457</id><published>2007-11-10T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T08:48:02.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya pula bila?</title><content type='html'>Kementerian Sains, Teknologi dan Inovasi ingin menjadikan 10hb Oktober sebagai 'Hari Angkasawan', bertujuan untuk memperingati tarikh Dr Sheikh Muzaphar dihantar ke angkasa lepas. Kemudian, terdapat juga cadangan untuk membeli kapsul Sayouz yang akan dijadikan tugu peringatan. Saya hanya terfikir, bila pula tudung Sheikh (ala tudung Mawi) akan dijual di Jalan TAR untuk semua peminat wanita Dr Sheikh Muzaphar? Atau, jika Dr Sheikh Muzaphar menjadi tokoh inspirasi dan aspirasi negara untuk golongan muda, bila pula kita akan melihat topi keledar motosikal ala aksesori kepala sut angkasa lepas berada di pasaran untuk dipakai oleh semua mat rempit di Malaysia? Bila ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejar Dr Faiz Khaleed pula kena tunggu sehingga tahun 2011 untuk berkahwin atas alasan beliau mungkin tidak dapat menumpukan perhatian kepada latihan sekiranya terlalu teringatkan isteri dan anak-anak. Saya kena tunggu sampai bila pula ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a piece of my thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4106356225811336457?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4106356225811336457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4106356225811336457&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4106356225811336457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4106356225811336457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/saya-pula-bila.html' title='Saya pula bila?'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1962246128836000908</id><published>2007-11-08T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:16:14.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press Conference: I'm not a trophy wife.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I, Fazlin Farieza Yussuff, or better known as Alin, will now make a statement that I am not a trophy wife. I have never been and will never be. I was proud to be called trophy wife because I have misunderstood the term. All this while, I thought the term 'trophy wife' means a wife whom a husband is very proud of, who is capable of doing anything and everything under the sun or a wife who is like Bree in Desperate Housewives. However, I have read the definition of the term 'trophy wife' on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trophy_wife"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, and I was shocked to discover the truth. I have never been taken as a second wife nor a third. Therefore, I will retrieve the &lt;a href="http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/trophy-wife.html"&gt;statement&lt;/a&gt; I made earlier. I am NOT a trophy wife. If you have further questions, kindly post yours in the comment section and I will have them answered as soon as possible. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: Thank you to &lt;a href="http://qalamun.com"&gt;Ainee&lt;/a&gt; for linking me to the real definition of trophy wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1962246128836000908?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1962246128836000908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1962246128836000908&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1962246128836000908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1962246128836000908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/press-conference-im-not-trophy-wife.html' title='Press Conference: I&apos;m not a trophy wife.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5476099261287950745</id><published>2007-11-08T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T03:00:41.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terlalu cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Z was describing her love life to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z:&lt;/span&gt; I was up on a plane and was being attended by a handsome steward, so I was happy. I jumped out of the plane to sky dive and enjoyed the view very much, so I was happy again. Then, "Oh sh*t!" My parachute didn't work. I fell hard near a cliff and I stood up soon after. I noticed that the view was marvellous and so I happy again. Not long after that, I stumbled down the cliff. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tergolek-golek&lt;/span&gt;. As soon as I reach the ground, pretty flowers are all there waiting for me. And so, I was happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; And I think there's venus fly trap somewhere among the pretty flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ignoring my statement)&lt;/span&gt; So the conclusion is, nak happy kena parah sikit, mana boleh happy sentiasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I can't seem to agree to what Z is doing to her life because I cant stand watching her being hurt again. But, she is happy doing whatever she's been doing. She knows that I don't agree with her doings and yet she wants me to support whatever she does. So, she has all my love, support and prayers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semoga terbuka pintu hati Z untuk menerima lelaki lain. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/LbwNNqoUsx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/LbwNNqoUsx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan dekat atau jangan datang kepadaku lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku semakin tersiksa karena tak memilikimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kucoba jalani hari dengan pengganti dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapi hatiku selalu berpihak lagi padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mengapa semua ini terjadi kepadaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuhan maafkan diri ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yang tak pernah bisa menjauh dari angan tentangnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Namun apalah daya ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila ternyata sesungguhnya aku terlalu cinta dia…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapi hatiku selalu berpihak lagi padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mengapa semua ini terjadi kepadaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuhan maafkan diri ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yang tak pernah bisa menjauh dari angan tentangnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Namun apalah daya ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila ternyata sesungguhnya aku terlalu cinta dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mengapa semua ini terjadi kepadaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuhan maafkan diri ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yang tak pernah bisa menjauh dari angan tentangnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Namun apalah daya ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila ternyata sesungguhnya aku terlalu cinta dia…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku terlalu cinta dia…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5476099261287950745?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5476099261287950745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5476099261287950745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5476099261287950745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5476099261287950745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/j-was-describing-her-love-life-to-me.html' title='terlalu cinta'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1522595575716079161</id><published>2007-11-07T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:36.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;More chocolate are in stock! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aini reminded me in her last comment that dark chocolate is better than the normal chocolate since more cocoa means less sugar and milk, hence less effects on our teeth and weight. Yesterday, I was badly craving for Ferrero Rocher that I asked a friend to get me two boxes of Ferrero Rocher (since they are on rollback) and a bar of Cadbury's Bournville Classic Dark Chocolate (to make me feel less guilty for buying another two boxes of Ferrero Rocher). I realised that Classic Dark Chocolate is so delicious that I went to ASDA after class today and got myself a bar of Cadbury's Bournville Deeply Dark and another of Divine's Dark Chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Banyak betul. I think these chocolates are going to last till the next PMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RzC9SqkichI/AAAAAAAAANY/TlSIw6Ogci4/s1600-h/CIMG2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RzC9SqkichI/AAAAAAAAANY/TlSIw6Ogci4/s320/CIMG2548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129808103937831442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I felt less guilty now that I eat dark chocolate instead of milk chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Plus, I love what's written at the back of Cadbury's packaging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'It's chocolate. It's good. It's just really good chocolate.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Good, eih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ferrero Rocher itu masih dijeling tajam cause I think they are baaaaddddd..Dark chocolate baiiikkkkkk..hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1522595575716079161?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1522595575716079161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1522595575716079161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1522595575716079161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1522595575716079161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/chocolates.html' title='chocolates'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RzC9SqkichI/AAAAAAAAANY/TlSIw6Ogci4/s72-c/CIMG2548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5996215932235772920</id><published>2007-11-05T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T04:59:45.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please go away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I am now taking a break from writing descriptions of language activities for my dissertation. It seems that the break is taking forever and I find it very hard to start writing again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;And at the same time, PMS is eating me up rapidly. I sleep a lot. I become emotional and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;hangin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;instantly on small things. I constantly feel hungry and wanting to eat. I crave for sweet things, which resulted in buying 4 caramel puddings and baking a cheesecake the other day. I eat chocolates non-stop. I had just eaten three Ferrero Rocher, one after another, and I have already planned of buying another two boxes since ASDA is putting Ferrero Rocher on rollback. 2 boxes of 16 for GBP 5. I have also been thinking about chocolate cake a lot. The one with a creamy chocolate icing layer in the middle and topped with delicious melting chocolate. And right now, I am thinking about a large mug of my favourite vanilla tea with milk and I am trying not to make myself one. I already had it this morning and I limit myself to only one mug per day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;HHAARRRGGGHHH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;*pulls hair*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I need help. I need someone to tell me to stop eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I know this will go away. Please go away quickly.&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/34126419-5996215932235772920?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5996215932235772920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5996215932235772920&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5996215932235772920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5996215932235772920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/please-go-away.html' title='please go away.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3550650123089481739</id><published>2007-11-03T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:36.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott Simons's Umbrella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyxeFKkicgI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xz_RId27Ab0/s1600-h/scott.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyxeFKkicgI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xz_RId27Ab0/s200/scott.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128577518498116098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Scott Simons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with this version since the first time I listened to it. Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Lkaw7AUVcL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Lkaw7AUVcL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You have my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And we'll never be worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;May be in magazines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;But you'll still be my star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Baby cause in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You can't see shiny cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And that's when you need me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;With you I'll always share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;When the sun shines, we’ll shine together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;These fancy things, will never come in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You're part of my entity, here for Infinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;When the war has took it's part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;When the world has dealt it's cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;If the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;When the sun shines, we’ll shine together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You can run into my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It's okay don't be alarmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Come into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;There's no distance in between our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;So go on and let the rain pour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;When the sun shines, we’ll shine together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-3550650123089481739?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3550650123089481739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=3550650123089481739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3550650123089481739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3550650123089481739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/umbrella.html' title='Scott Simons&apos;s Umbrella'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyxeFKkicgI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xz_RId27Ab0/s72-c/scott.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7370907479183309438</id><published>2007-11-03T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Cheese Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I am currently waiting for the cake to cook in the oven. And I have a deep feeling that the cake wont turn out the way I was hoping it will. Well, to tell you the truth, when I was mixing the ingredient, I really thought that it wont turn out well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;jadi ke tak kek ni, betul ke macam ni, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;since I simply mixed everything up into a bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; But I acted confident, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;yakin, macam Dr. Sheikh Muzaphar tu cakap, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I have to believe that I am the one.'&lt;/span&gt; Hak hak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I think the cake looks prettiest before it went into the oven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;And I wont give out the recipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kek macam tak jadik, buat apa mau bagi resipi. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128361709276393970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyuZzakicfI/AAAAAAAAANI/ASbdcRXWXsQ/s200/CIMG2537.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comel kan..Siap ade swirl2 strawberry. Too bad bukan begini comel rupanya setelah siap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;p/s: The cake is done and have just ate some. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rasa ok sudah. Appearance cake saja yang tak meyakinkan. Hahaha. Should have used the recipe I have. Gatai tak mau ikut. *long sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7370907479183309438?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7370907479183309438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7370907479183309438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7370907479183309438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7370907479183309438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/strawberry-cheese-cake.html' title='Strawberry Cheese Cake'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyuZzakicfI/AAAAAAAAANI/ASbdcRXWXsQ/s72-c/CIMG2537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4694111223482006277</id><published>2007-10-29T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:36.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trophy Wife.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Someone has realised my talent and ability to become a Trophy Wife. The problem is, calon suami tak ada lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126611578822750690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyViEakiceI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dLZtSyGMwpk/s400/trophy+wife.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thanks, Nisahk. Hehe. I suka gile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4694111223482006277?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4694111223482006277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4694111223482006277&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4694111223482006277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4694111223482006277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/trophy-wife.html' title='Trophy Wife.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyViEakiceI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dLZtSyGMwpk/s72-c/trophy+wife.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-988171167664509280</id><published>2007-10-28T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:37.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear It Pink!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Wear It &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; Day in our college, held in conjunction with the breast cancer awareness campaign. So, to show our support, we all wore &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyOhvakiccI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mFl_tsA2YUE/s1600-h/CIMG2504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126118636836254146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyOhvakiccI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mFl_tsA2YUE/s320/CIMG2504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; Power Rangers in action..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyOhyKkicdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/J5V160GupN0/s1600-h/CIMG2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126118684080894418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyOhyKkicdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/J5V160GupN0/s320/CIMG2501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyOhs6kicbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/G_woHdQtjvI/s1600-h/CIMG2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126118593886581170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyOhs6kicbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/G_woHdQtjvI/s320/CIMG2499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright and shiny, kan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://qalamun.com/2007/10/26/pinkbreast-cancer-awareness/#more-355"&gt;Ainee's&lt;/a&gt; entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-988171167664509280?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/988171167664509280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=988171167664509280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/988171167664509280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/988171167664509280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/wear-it-pink.html' title='Wear It Pink!'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyOhvakiccI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mFl_tsA2YUE/s72-c/CIMG2504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5153786480805236167</id><published>2007-10-27T05:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:39.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laksa Johor: Aini, pls take note!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Resipi laksa Johor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Bahan-bahannya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Kuah Laksa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Bawang merah besar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Bawang putih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Halia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Serai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Lengkuas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;*Kelima-lima bahan diatas hendaklah dikisar terlebih dahulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Cili kering yang telah dikisar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Serbuk kari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Ikan yang telah direbus dan dikisar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Udang yang telah direbus dan dikisar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Santan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Kerisik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Asam keping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Garam secukup rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Mee laksa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sphagetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Bahan sampingan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Timun yang dihiris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Salad yang dihiris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Telur rebus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Taugeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Tauhu goreng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Daun pudina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sambal belacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125765143847924130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJgPakicaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Te4ARSJ2euw/s200/CIMG2487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Cara memasak kuah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumis bawang merah, bawang putih, halia, serai dan lengkuas yang telah dikisar tadi sehingga berbau harum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125763236882444594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="154" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJegakicTI/AAAAAAAAALY/EJEIyNhUIEk/s320/CIMG2473.JPG" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Masukkan cili giling dan tumis sehingga minyak pecah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125763249767346498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="110" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJehKkicUI/AAAAAAAAALg/1wmtsdVSlZs/s320/CIMG2476.JPG" width="205" border="0" /&gt; Kemudian masukkan pula serbuk kari dan tumis sehingga pecah minyak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125763258357281106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="160" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJehqkicVI/AAAAAAAAALo/qtTmqG7LttU/s320/CIMG2478.JPG" width="206" border="0" /&gt; Masukkan pula ikan dan udang yang telah dikisar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125763266947215714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJeiKkicWI/AAAAAAAAALw/nJu-ehaxABg/s320/CIMG2479.JPG" width="191" border="0" /&gt; Setelah mendidih, masukkan santan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125763275537150322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJeiqkicXI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W27LD6v224I/s320/CIMG2481.JPG" width="177" border="0" /&gt; Masukkan pula kerisik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125765130963022210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJgOqkicYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z0eYOWLbygc/s200/CIMG2482.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Akhir sekali, masukkan beberapa keping asam dan garam secukup rasa. Begini lah rupanya kuah yang telah siap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125765135257989522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJgO6kicZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wmoejjE-DrY/s200/CIMG2484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Laksa ini kemudian dimakan bersama-sama bahan sampingan yang telah disenaraikan dengan menggunakan tangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Harap maaf, tiada gambar laksa Johor yang lengkap. Laksa telah dilantak sehingga licin segala-galanya. Terima kasih kepada mereka yang telah melicinkannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5153786480805236167?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5153786480805236167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5153786480805236167&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5153786480805236167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5153786480805236167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/laksa-johor-aini-pls-take-note.html' title='Laksa Johor: Aini, pls take note!'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RyJgPakicaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Te4ARSJ2euw/s72-c/CIMG2487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-2096760260063480289</id><published>2007-10-24T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:39.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya dedication on Utusan</title><content type='html'>Long awaited raya dedication has finally been published in today's Utusan Melayu Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124882088471459266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rx89G08adcI/AAAAAAAAALI/5Omuw4hHGnY/s320/picslmperantauan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124882092766426578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rx89HE8addI/AAAAAAAAALQ/dwFGC74WnPo/s320/captionslmperantauan.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Click--&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/special.asp?pr=salam_perantauan2007&amp;amp;pub=salam_perantauan2007&amp;amp;y=2007&amp;amp;dt=1013&amp;amp;sec=Album&amp;amp;pg=ppages/ppage26.htm"&gt;http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/special.asp?pr=salam_perantauan2007&amp;amp;pub=salam_perantauan2007&amp;amp;y=2007&amp;amp;dt=1013&amp;amp;sec=Album&amp;amp;pg=ppages/ppage26.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-2096760260063480289?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2096760260063480289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=2096760260063480289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2096760260063480289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2096760260063480289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/raya-dedication-on-utusan.html' title='Raya dedication on Utusan'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rx89G08adcI/AAAAAAAAALI/5Omuw4hHGnY/s72-c/picslmperantauan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-2289586972847970911</id><published>2007-10-17T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T03:43:53.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You can't love someone that you can't have. You can't teach a heart whom to love, and you can't teach your heart how to love... and it always happens that the only person that you want to catch you when you fall, is that someone you can't have."&lt;/strong&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/34126419-2289586972847970911?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2289586972847970911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=2289586972847970911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2289586972847970911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2289586972847970911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-cant-love-someone-that-you-cant.html' title='&lt;3 ?'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3454152269695779602</id><published>2007-10-16T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:39.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>motherly instinct..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;On a shopping trip to the City Centre last week, I bought this beautiful dress from Next for little Miss Alya Qistina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121641505581856178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RxO50E8adbI/AAAAAAAAALA/B-0z9O_2OHU/s320/CIMG2465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cute nak pengsan tengok baju nih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And then, yesterday, during a raya open house at Dr. Azli's and Kak Ros's crib, I stumble upon this cute little man, Mr Akil Asfar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121641496991921570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RxO5zk8adaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZjhRp4wDDvc/s320/CIMG2461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ni pon chomel nak pengsan jugak. Yg pakai baju putih tu le. He he he.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Now, I have a feeling of wanting to have my own children. &lt;em&gt;Beli baju untuk anak sendiri and dukung anak sendiri. Boleh ke?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-3454152269695779602?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3454152269695779602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=3454152269695779602&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3454152269695779602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3454152269695779602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/motherly-instinct.html' title='motherly instinct..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RxO50E8adbI/AAAAAAAAALA/B-0z9O_2OHU/s72-c/CIMG2465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5080176087869331180</id><published>2007-10-13T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's already 2nd of Syawal here in Plymouth and I guess it's never too late to wish everyone a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RxAKQU8adYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/U0PzrRYqPDQ/s1600-h/CIMG2373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120604051936540034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RxAKQU8adYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/U0PzrRYqPDQ/s320/CIMG2373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Look at those shoes..Kah kah kah kah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RxAKQ08adZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/g3tbI54P8yQ/s1600-h/CIMG2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120604060526474642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RxAKQ08adZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/g3tbI54P8yQ/s320/CIMG2390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Up close and personal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Crocs ke skechers ke..yang penting padan ngan kaler baju.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5080176087869331180?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5080176087869331180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5080176087869331180&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5080176087869331180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5080176087869331180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RxAKQU8adYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/U0PzrRYqPDQ/s72-c/CIMG2373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1645849638963946772</id><published>2007-10-10T03:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:23:56.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love and in denial of dissertation..</title><content type='html'>1. What is the best nickname that u ever had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: alin.. debab [my fav coz daddy's the only one who calls me debab..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think suicide is the best way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: takde maknenyyyeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 . Rate your social life from scale 1 to 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: 7..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . Are you in love with someone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: not really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you missing someone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: my family, uncle and auntie.. waiting for someone to sms me a selamat hari raya msg is considered missing someone ke? if yes, oh boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you die for the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: yes.. no..i don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think love hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: ye!! ye!! sakkkiiitttttt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Whats the best thing about love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: it hits you before you even say hi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Whats the worst thing about being in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: knowing that the person u're in love with is not that serious when u're all in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Will you wait for someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: i've stopped waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What song best describes your life at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: hurmm, cinta sendiri by kahitna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you wanna get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: ye!! ye!! definitely!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you talked to the person you love on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: ye!! uncle called pagi tadi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you keep memories or try to forget them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: keep them.. memories are something u cant throw away..the further u throw them away the closer they get back to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is love always on your side or the opposite way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: seiring dan sejalan.. i am loved by families and frens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you have a gay/lesbian/bisexual friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: dun think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you sick of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you sick of questions on love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: nope.. they are good to express how you feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you going to do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: a three-hour session on Language, Education and Development with Liz and then a half-an-hour dissertation tutorial session with Tracey.. bluuerrgghhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What do u want so bad right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: i want my daddy.. uhu uhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you think money is everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What song are you listening right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: not sure of who's the singer and what's the title but the chorus goes like this..&lt;em&gt;aku tetap milikmu, kau punyai hatiku, yang selalu ku rindu, saat indah bersamamu, kassiihhhh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Whats the song that u last downloaded ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: ungu kot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How much do you love music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: love them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have u written ur own song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: nope..not that creative..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What's the movie that you last watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: cahaya hati.. kah kah kah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you believe in forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: hurmmm..not that sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's the last words you want to say to your loved one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:: i love you all.. mmuuuaahhhh mmuaahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1645849638963946772?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1645849638963946772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1645849638963946772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1645849638963946772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1645849638963946772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-love-and-in-denial-of-dissertation.html' title='In love and in denial of dissertation..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3007109280252976456</id><published>2007-10-08T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:40:17.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures~ Haziq and Alya pulak..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;This is why i love this two kids very much~&lt;br /&gt;Chumel sangattttt nih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/1965441/1/393514886"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/14/45/1965441/1_393514886m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/1965441/1/511823852"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/14/45/1965441/1_511823852m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/1965441/1/162473466"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/14/45/1965441/1_162473466m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/1965441/1/359613025"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/14/45/1965441/1_359613025m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/1965441/1/589000808"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/14/45/1965441/1_589000808m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/1965441/1/484919504"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/14/45/1965441/1_484919504m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/1965441/1/889114561"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/41/15371406/1_889114561m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/1965441/1/388097880"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/14/45/1965441/1_388097880m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Thanks to Azhar for the pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-3007109280252976456?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3007109280252976456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1314624342952061270</id><published>2007-10-07T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:41.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures paint a thousand words..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rwjb3U8adVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8MScwO0my6E/s1600-h/for+alin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118582720067958098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rwjb3U8adVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8MScwO0my6E/s320/for+alin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rwjb308adWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Qtiqfx1gyuQ/s1600-h/kat+klia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118582728657892706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rwjb308adWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Qtiqfx1gyuQ/s320/kat+klia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rwjb308adXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yuMvKT-VFSo/s1600-h/Adek+sama+gf+nyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118582728657892722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rwjb308adXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yuMvKT-VFSo/s320/Adek+sama+gf+nyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1314624342952061270?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1314624342952061270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1314624342952061270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1314624342952061270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1314624342952061270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/pictures-paint-thousand-words.html' title='Pictures paint a thousand words..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rwjb3U8adVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8MScwO0my6E/s72-c/for+alin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-349153781846351392</id><published>2007-10-04T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:41.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayah..</title><content type='html'>Tiba-tiba ketika teraweh tadi, hati terdetik nak menceritakan kisah Ayah. Ayah yang kadangkala kami panggil Baba, Daddy atau Father. Mungkin kerana hati ini terlalu merindukan Ayah. Ayah telah pergi meninggalkan kami 4 bulan setengah yang lalu. Tinggalnya tanpa pesan, perginya Ayah penuh tenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setahu aku, Ayah tak pernah sakit walaupun Ayah seorang perokok. Cuma, setahun yang lepas, setelah dua bulan aku meninggalkan bumi Malaysia, Mama beritahu yang Ayah didiagnos dengan kencing manis. Tetapi, penyakitnya masih di peringkan awal dan doktor hanya memberi Ayah ubat untuk dimakan supaya tahap gulanya terkawal. Tidak lama kemudian, Mama sekali lagi beritahu yang penyakit Ayah yang satu itu diiringi dengan penyakit Gaout. Tangan dan kakinya mula bengkak-bengkak. Ayah mula pantang makan. Segala makanan kegemarannya tidak lagi menjadi juadah hari-hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika Ayah dan Mama datang ke London untuk menghadiri majlis konvokesyen Jaja pada Julai tahun lepas, Ayah kelihatan kurus sekali. Ayah mula sakit-sakit sendi jika terlalu banyak berjalan. Namun, itu tidak menghalang Ayah untuk membawa Mama, Jaja dan aku berjalan-jalan di kota London. Sehari sebelum Ayah, Mama dan Jaja pulang ke Malaysia, aku merajuk dengan Mama. Mama pula, walaupun tahu aku merajuk, tetap tidak pedulikan aku, lagi dibiarkan aku berjalan dibelakang seorang diri. Ayah seakan memahami perasaan aku, selalu berhenti dan menunggu aku. Ayah memujuk dengan mengajak aku minum dengannya ketika Mama dan Jaja ingin mencari beg tangan. Aku senyum, terkejut dengan ajakan Ayah, dan merajuk aku mula reda. Aku kembali ketawa, kembali riang. Ayah pujuk aku lagi dengan membelikan sebuah beg tangan sebagai hadiah hari jadi aku. Keesokan harinya, sebelum mereka bertolak ke lapangan terbang, sempat mereka menghantar aku ke stesen bas. Bas sampai dan aku salami tangan Jaja, mencium pipinya diikuti dengan Mama. Aku kemudiannya menyalam tangan Ayah dan mengucup kedua pipinya. Dan itulah kucupan terakhir aku di pipi Ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa bulan sebelum pemergian Ayah, Mama beritahu aku lagi yang tangan dan kaki Ayah yang sering bengkak itu bukan disebabkan oleh penyakit Gaoutnya. Mama bagitahu yang Ayah mengalami masalah dengan saraf, kulit tangannya mula tegang, tangannya sentiasa sejuk dan Ayah tidak lagi boleh makan dengan menggunakan tangan. Ayah menjadi lebih kurus. Ubat yang diberikan doktor pula seakan tidak sesuai. Degupan jantung Ayah terlalu cepat akibat ubat dan doktor suruh Ayah berhenti mengambilnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam pada kesihatan Ayah yang begitu, Ayah tetap lagi bekerja, terus bekerja kuat. Ayah tetap lagi berulang alik setiap minggu ke Kuala Lumpur atas tuntutan kerja. Seminggu sebelum Ayah demam, aku menelefon rumah, perkara biasa yang aku lakukan tiap kali hujung minggu. Ayah terlalu banyak cakapnya. Ayah berulang kali menyatakan yang dia akan ke Genting untuk menghantar Mama berkursus. Aku mula pelik, Ayah seorang yang pendiam, Ayah tidak banyak bercakap. Perasaan itu hanya aku pendamkan dan itulah kali terakhir aku bercakap dengan ayah. Dua hari sebelum Ayah demam, Ayah telah ke Kuala Lumpur untuk satu lagi menyuarat. Pulang dari Kuala Lumpur, Ayah memandu pula ke Genting untuk mengambil Mama pulang dari kursus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika aku menelefon rumah, Mama bagitahu yang Ayah dan Adek demam. Terdetik hatiku yang Mama berkorban menjaga suami dan anaknya yang sakit pada Hari Ibu. Dalam telefon, aku terdengar suara Ayah di belakang, ceria sekali, bersembang dengan Uncle dan Aunty seakan Ayah tiada sakitnya. Itulah kali terakhir aku mendengan suaranya. Esoknya aku telefon Mama lagi, Mama kata Ayah masih demam dan sedang berehat. Bila Mama tanya adakah aku ingin bercakap dengan Ayah, aku jawab, takpa lah, biarkan Ayah berehat. Rupanya, takkan ada lagi panggilan telefon dariku untuk Ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada 14 Mei, Mama menghantar mesej menyatakan Ayah telah dimasukkan ke hospital. Aku telefon Mama. Mama hanya nyatakan yang Ayah ok. Mama pesan untuk terus doakan kesihatan Ayah, doakan kekuatan untuk Mama. Air mata terus mengalir. Aku ambil wuduk dan terus baca Yassin. Setelah itu, aku lari ke rumah Tiqah, mencari seseorang untuk bercerita. Malam itu, aku mengalami kesukaran untuk tidur. Aku teringatkan rumah. Aku rasakan kepulangan aku pada bulan Julai ini seakan terlalu jauh. Air mata mengalir lagi sehinggalah aku tidur jam 4 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada 15 Mei, lebih kurang jam 10 pagi, aku terima mesej dari Jaja mengatakan Ayah stabil dan tidak lama kemudian satu lagi mesej masuk, dari Along pula. Ayah dimasukkan ke ICU. Doktor telah berikan Ayah ubat tidur untuk menenangkannya dan Ayah tidak pernah lagi sedar sehingga pemergiannya pada jam 1.04 tengah hari 17 Mei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daripada apa yang aku dengar, selama Ayah di ICU, bacaan surah Yassin dan kalimah syahadah sentiasa menemani Ayah. Aku dengar lagi yang Ayah pergi dengan tenang sekali, sehinggakan mereka yang berada di sekelilingnya tidak perasan akan perginya Ayah. Tiada kerutan di muka atau apa pun. Terlalu tenang pemergiannya. Jenazah Ayah disembahyangkan di masjid TLDM dan dari apa yang aku dengar lagi, jenazah Ayah disembahyangkan tiga kali. Ayah dikebumikan pada hari yang sama selepas Asar, menjadikan aku anaknya yang tak dapat mengiring pemergiannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah menghembuskan nafas terakhir ketika aku dalam kapal terbang, beberapa jam sebelum sampainya aku di KLIA. Aku yang tidur didalam kapal terbang bermimpi yang Mama menelefon aku menyatakan Ayah sudah tiada. Bila dicongak, mimpi itu sama masanya dengan pemergian Ayah. Mungkin itu caranya untuk menjadikan aku lebih bersedia dengan berita yang aku terima sebaik sahaja mencecahkan kaki di KLIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku redha dengan pemergian Ayah. Tiada apa yang boleh aku sangkal. Aku tidak pernah menyoal kenapa Mama tidak menunggu kepulangan aku sebelum mengebumikan Ayah. Aku sedar semuanya ketentuan ILLAHI dan tiada apa yang boleh dipersoalkan. Aku sedar semua yang berlaku ada hikmahnya. Alhamdulillah, aku mula nampak antara hikmah-hikmah itu. Aku bersyukur yang aku menerima dugaan ini dalam kedudukan aku sebagai seorang umat Islam, membuatkan aku lebih sabar dan tabah dalam menghadapi dugaan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak lagi kisah Ayah yang belum aku ceritakan. Terlalu banyak kenangan aku bersama Ayah. Tapi cukuplah untuk kali ini. Aku akan ceritakan lagi tetapi buat masa ini, biarlah segala kisah dan kenangan itu aku simpan dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga rohnya sentiasa dicucuri rahmat.&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatehah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RwQyKk8adUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kqeN6g5kCFY/s1600-h/RIMG0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117270233896875330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RwQyKk8adUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kqeN6g5kCFY/s320/RIMG0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mama, Ayah dan Alin, University of Warwick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ayah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alin nak Ayah tahu yang Alin sentiasa rindukan Ayah dan Ayah akan sentiasa berada di hati Alin. I love you, Ayah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-349153781846351392?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/349153781846351392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=349153781846351392&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/349153781846351392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/349153781846351392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/ayah.html' title='Ayah..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RwQyKk8adUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kqeN6g5kCFY/s72-c/RIMG0933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4271454473777066663</id><published>2007-10-01T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:41.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear of Oats..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I have never eaten oats before. Takut. Takut dgn rasenye yang mungkin tawar itu. Lagi pon healthy food ni kan jarang ade yg sedap kan. But then, hati tergerak nk makan oats for sahur setelah nampak bende ni kat ASDA hari tuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116166212553438498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RwBGEE8adSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/RrqNWb-icv0/s320/CIMG2347.JPG" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mungkin it was not the oats that attracted me most, but maybe it was the price of that thing. 99p sahaja per box of 5 sachets. 3 boxes for only GBP2. Ade la perasaan gatal nk beli 3 kotak terus kan since there are three flavours available pon, Chocolate, Raspberry n Apple and Original Taste. Tp pikir jugak dulu yg I should give this thing a try first. Klu sedap baru beli lg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So, this is how the Oatibix Porridge looks like after being cooked. Nak masak senang jer. Reneh 160 ml of milk till almost boil and then put in one sachet of Oatibix Porridge. Then, tunggu until the mixture is thick enough and Voila! Siap dah. Buleh makan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116166251208144178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="185" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RwBGGU8adTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2Io98MoqfvM/s320/CIMG2348.JPG" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yang polka dot merah tu raspberry ye adek-adek. Rase Oatibix Porridge ni buleh laa. Sedap la jugak tp nasib baik tak beli sampai 3 kotak hr tuh. If you know what I mean. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Currently, struggling my way out to finish this one. Should have cooked half a sachet je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4271454473777066663?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4271454473777066663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4271454473777066663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4271454473777066663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4271454473777066663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/fear-of-oats.html' title='Fear of Oats..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RwBGEE8adSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/RrqNWb-icv0/s72-c/CIMG2347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-53228438211844877</id><published>2007-09-27T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T13:02:33.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of telekung and Casper the friendly ghost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;This week is a Freshers' Week in Marjon and it seems that the local students have been partying and drunk all night every night. We had our teraweh in one of the classrooms and while praying, we heard drunken guys singing down on the road. So, yesterday, during moreh after the teraweh, Ejat was asking each and everyone of us to be extra careful since every Wednesday night is a gathering night for all the sports students and it's freshers' week anyway. It's definite that drunk people are gonna be everywhere. Then, one of the Cohort 3s were saying that they've been called Jesus by these local students. It was either that the local students were drunk at that time, or just simply because we had our telekung on for teraweh. We laughed upon hearing the story and I simply said, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If that happened again some other time, tell them we are not Jesus, we are just Casper the friendly ghost.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*roll on the floor laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Spot on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-53228438211844877?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/53228438211844877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=53228438211844877&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/53228438211844877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/53228438211844877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-telekung-and-casper-friendly-ghost.html' title='Of telekung and Casper the friendly ghost.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1131778707520812653</id><published>2007-09-24T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T05:47:42.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Academic Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have just finished writing 3000+ words of my dissertation. &lt;em&gt;Penat sungguh&lt;/em&gt;. Hopefully, Tracy wont reject any of the ideas or else I have to make major changes. It is tiring when you actually succeed in writing 1/3 of your dissertation only to be told that half of it is not relevant or appropriate. It makes you feel demotivated. I felt that there is no point of writing if people keep on rejecting your work. Yes, I know, they are trying to help, to make sure that we are on the right track. But, you do get tired, don't you? Especially when you think you can move on to a different chapter and moving away to different kind of books. Anyway, I have to stop whining. Whining doesn't get you anywhere, &lt;em&gt;kan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can I ask for some favour from all of you? Tell me what do you think of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Characteristics and needs of young learners:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners learn language through acquisition and learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners have the expectation to use the second language immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners are competent users of their first language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners have the ability to grasp meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners have positive attitudes toward language learning'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners need motivation to learn a second language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners have the ability to use their imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners have the creativity to use limited language resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners like to work alone but in company of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;young learners have short attention span&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Please, please tell me what you think. I want some opinion of others as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your cooperation is highly appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1131778707520812653?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1131778707520812653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1131778707520812653&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1131778707520812653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1131778707520812653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-just-finished-writing-3000-words.html' title='An Academic Update.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-95918131308706413</id><published>2007-09-16T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:42.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legally Blonde.</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought I am going to stop buying &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink-coloured thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gs&lt;/span&gt; slowly, I had my phone upgraded to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RuzlBaHC-5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/RlsAwZGTjL8/s1600-h/b440_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110711489510177682" style="CURSOR: hand" height="205" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RuzlBaHC-5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/RlsAwZGTjL8/s320/b440_1.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kihkihkih. Maybe I still have the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; in me. Or maybe I'm just legally blonde. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-95918131308706413?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/95918131308706413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=95918131308706413&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/95918131308706413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/95918131308706413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/legally-blonde.html' title='Legally Blonde.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RuzlBaHC-5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/RlsAwZGTjL8/s72-c/b440_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7663062530959088284</id><published>2007-09-11T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T12:17:26.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam: Si Cutie Pie and The Perfect Candidate for the next Akademi Fantasia..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;On a Saturday afternoon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me: Adam, ni jambu. Come, sit here and eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: &lt;em&gt;(While dipping the guava into the asam) &lt;/em&gt;Aku memang pencinta wanita~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;*Terdiam* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me: Adam, smack that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: Smack that, all on the floor. Smack that, give me some more. Smack that, all on the floor. Smack that!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: Cik adik dan cik abang..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me: Cik adik dan cik adam..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: Cik adik dan cik abang..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me: Mari berjoget..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: Cik adik dan cik abang..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me: Mari berjoget..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: Cik adik dan cik abang..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me: Mari berjoget..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: Cik adik dan cik abang..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me: Mari berjoget..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: Cik adik dan... penat laa nyanyi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;While mandi-manda dekat Teluk Batik and holding on to a pelampung..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Adam: I believe I can fly..I believe I can swim~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Me and Jaja: &lt;em&gt;*gelak-gelak*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;p/s: I'm leaving today and will be arriving in Plymouth around 10 pm UK time on Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7663062530959088284?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7663062530959088284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7663062530959088284&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7663062530959088284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7663062530959088284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/adam-si-cutie-pie-and-perfect-candidate.html' title='Adam: Si Cutie Pie and The Perfect Candidate for the next Akademi Fantasia..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-5871498380319226632</id><published>2007-09-03T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T12:41:05.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lelaki ini.</title><content type='html'>I would like this song to be sung at my wedding. Sweet, kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/PMVG396qeU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/PMVG396qeU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lelaki Ini by Anuar Zain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasih, kenanganku&lt;br /&gt;Ingatkah saat saat dulu&lt;br /&gt;Kasih, apakah dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Merasakan semua itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke mana pun langkahku pergi&lt;br /&gt;Ku masih melihat bayanganmu cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Dan kemana pun arah anginku berlari&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini masih kau miliki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ini yang selalu mencintamu&lt;br /&gt;Selalu, tanpa ragu&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ini yang selalu memuja&lt;br /&gt;Hanya dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Yang bertakhta dalam sanubariku&lt;br /&gt;Sanubari ku&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang mencintakan mu&lt;br /&gt;Hanya dirimu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena cintaku, tak berbatas waktu&lt;br /&gt;Karena cintaku, tak mengenal jenuh hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Hatimu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-5871498380319226632?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5871498380319226632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=5871498380319226632&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5871498380319226632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/5871498380319226632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/lelaki-ini.html' title='Lelaki ini.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-990871705415945612</id><published>2007-08-31T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T00:39:36.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just impressed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Somebody did wish me a happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;It's just that I didn't get his message because I had my UK number switched off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Tee hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-990871705415945612?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/990871705415945612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=990871705415945612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/990871705415945612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/990871705415945612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-just-impressed.html' title='I&apos;m just impressed..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-2381584823143450937</id><published>2007-08-28T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:42.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alin Simpson</title><content type='html'>If I were to be a part of the Simpson family, I would like to look like this. Buley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RtPMsNVq50I/AAAAAAAAAIY/EDZxDXv4l0E/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103647862607767362" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="222" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RtPMsNVq50I/AAAAAAAAAIY/EDZxDXv4l0E/s320/DSC00128.JPG" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RtPNItVq51I/AAAAAAAAAIg/IHzdfTTHQUw/s1600-h/alin+simpson.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103648352234039122" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="219" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RtPNItVq51I/AAAAAAAAAIg/IHzdfTTHQUw/s320/alin+simpson.png" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how you look if you were a Simpson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's get Simpsonize, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://simpsonizeme.com/#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-2381584823143450937?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2381584823143450937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=2381584823143450937&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2381584823143450937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/2381584823143450937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/alin-simpson.html' title='Alin Simpson'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RtPMsNVq50I/AAAAAAAAAIY/EDZxDXv4l0E/s72-c/DSC00128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6969707262164253460</id><published>2007-08-26T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T19:40:03.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;been tagged again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5 things found in my bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;[ purse ]&lt;br /&gt;[ handphone ]&lt;br /&gt;[ a packet of tissue ]&lt;br /&gt;[ house keys ]&lt;br /&gt;[ sweets ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5 things found in my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;[ money ]&lt;br /&gt;[ myKad ]&lt;br /&gt;[ driving license ]&lt;br /&gt;[ atm card ]&lt;br /&gt;[ library card ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5 favorite things in my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;[ duck feather duvet set ]&lt;br /&gt;[ snow globes ]&lt;br /&gt;[ pictures of family and friends ]&lt;br /&gt;[ Glamour magazines ]&lt;br /&gt;[ stupid factory: where boys are made poster ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5 things i’ve always wanted to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;[ bungee jumping ]&lt;br /&gt;[ sky diving ]&lt;br /&gt;[ shopping without having to pay ]&lt;br /&gt;[ get married ]&lt;br /&gt;[ have some cute children of my own&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5 things i'm currently into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;[ sofaz, keh keh keh ]&lt;br /&gt;[ herbalife ]&lt;br /&gt;[ dream day honeymoon ]&lt;br /&gt;[ nesvita soy drink ]&lt;br /&gt;[ rambutan ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5 people i'm going to tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;[ soya chan ]&lt;br /&gt;[ ana shirin ]&lt;br /&gt;[ fariza gayung ]&lt;br /&gt;[ nisahk ]&lt;br /&gt;[ whoever feels that they want to do this tagged entry just to keep their blog updated, hehe ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6969707262164253460?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6969707262164253460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6969707262164253460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6969707262164253460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6969707262164253460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/five.html' title='five'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-506822687286649610</id><published>2007-08-24T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:17:25.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th..</title><content type='html'>For today is the 100th day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatehah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahyarham Yussuff Bin Manas&lt;br /&gt;23.05.1953 - 17.05.2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-506822687286649610?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/506822687286649610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=506822687286649610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/506822687286649610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/506822687286649610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/100th.html' title='100th..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6883185308181297207</id><published>2007-08-23T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T10:10:43.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the big 22..</title><content type='html'>Yay!! I'm officially &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; thank you to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my family for having to celebrate my birthday a few days earlier. (haha, I was just too excited, I guess..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my family for the card and pressies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Soya who called all the way from Brisvegas just to wish a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Faa and Ejat who posted a birthday card all the way from Plymouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the thoughts, wishes, comments, messages and testimonials. (there are too many to mention.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trime kasheh shemua~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6883185308181297207?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6883185308181297207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6883185308181297207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6883185308181297207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6883185308181297207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-22.html' title='the big 22..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1211638016614863291</id><published>2007-08-21T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:24:14.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ana sTirin yg suke tag..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Thanks to Ana, I have something to keep my blog updated. Haha. I've been wanting to put comments to her entry, but Blogspot has denied them. I can't even comment my own entry. Something is definitely wrong with either Blogspot or the internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the tagged entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Earliest Memory is&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; waiting for Mama and Ayah at the announcement counter after the missing child announcement was made. Yes, I was the missing child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At school, I&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; was hit by the door and had to be stitched just below my right eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First Relationship&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; nice but I don't think I want to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Don't Like Talking About&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; my weight. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Most Treasured Possesion is (are)&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; my memories I had with Ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Parents Always Told Me&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; to remember my roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Most Humiliating Moment was&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; being called to the Penyelia Petang's office just because I was sitting next to a boy in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Happiest Moment was&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; when I get to spend some quality time with the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends Say I Am&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Home I Cook&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; things that I want to eat or something that Mama has asked me to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Last Meal Would Be&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; Mama's homecook meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Favourite Gadget is&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; my 4-year-old laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm Very Bad at&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; controlling my urge to eat. Kehkehkeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was A Child, I Wanted To&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; become a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Book(s) that Changed My Life is (are)&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; my school books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Not Fashionable but I Love&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; to bake the old butter cakes in different flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If Only I Could&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; ask Ayah to stop smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Greatest Fear is&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; to die without iman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm Always Asked About&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; currently, how long have I been home and how much longer till my flight back to Plymouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I Wasn't Me, I'd Like To Be&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; no one else. Just the plain me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At The Moment, I'm Watching&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; Death Tunnels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Worst Job was&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; to find out Malay students who coupled with non-Malay students. That irritates me till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Often Wonder&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; what if I told Sarah and Paul about Ayah earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;That's it. Can't wait to read Syada's, Tasha', Soya's and Nina's entry. They've been tagged too. Hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Oh ya, can't wait for tomorrow too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1211638016614863291?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1211638016614863291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1211638016614863291&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1211638016614863291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1211638016614863291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/ana-stirin-yg-suke-tag.html' title='ana sTirin yg suke tag..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1819150899381538758</id><published>2007-08-15T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:07:36.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want it back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i want my star wars notebook back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;can someone suggest some ways how to get it back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i can't simply tell the person i gave the book to that i want it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;uhuk uhuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;why la i gave him the book at the first place, knowing that i have my notes in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1819150899381538758?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1819150899381538758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1819150899381538758&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1819150899381538758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1819150899381538758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-want-it-back.html' title='i want it back!'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7330465822357505852</id><published>2007-08-07T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:39:51.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of 'sehattnyer u!!' and shopping..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Finally, an update. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I went to KL last week and from the 3 people I made plans to meet up with, I received 2 '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sehattnyyerrrrr&lt;/span&gt; u!!!' and 1 '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; cam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kurus&lt;/span&gt;!'. Both '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sehatttnyyyeeerrrrr&lt;/span&gt; u!!!' were from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fazlinah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Pn&lt;/span&gt; Rozanna, my lecturers from my foundation years in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;IPBA&lt;/span&gt;. Congratulations to both of them for receiving scholarships to pursue their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ph&lt;/span&gt;. D. locally and oversea. The only compliment I received about me being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kurus&lt;/span&gt; was from my ex-room mate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;MMU&lt;/span&gt; whom I have not seen in years, Farah, who is also a third cousin of mine. My grandfather and her grandfather are cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I spent most of my time in KL shopping. I had dinner with my two sisters at Mid Valley's Manhattan Fish Market, thanks to my second sister, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jaja&lt;/span&gt;, who paid for the dinner. I also bought a new pair of shoes from Nose and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Clinique&lt;/span&gt; lipstick. The next day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Pn&lt;/span&gt; Rozanna treat me a lunch at Lucky Garden's Strudels in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bangsar&lt;/span&gt; with her two sons. And then I went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tudung&lt;/span&gt; and brooch shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Jalan&lt;/span&gt; TAR and window shopping in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sogo&lt;/span&gt;. My sister and I then went straight to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Bandar&lt;/span&gt; Tun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Razak&lt;/span&gt; to find something to eat. My first ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt; since I came back home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Manjung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;punyer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;pon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;pegi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Seems pathetic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;. The day after that I had lunch with Farah at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;KLCC's&lt;/span&gt; Pizza Hut and then bought a Guess purse which was on sale. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Puas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;hati&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;sangat&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;sangat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Ahaks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I guess this is all for today. Really dont' know what to talk about tau. Maybe it's because I have been doing nothing for the past few weeks. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'll get things updated later ye. If there's any. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7330465822357505852?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7330465822357505852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7330465822357505852&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7330465822357505852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7330465822357505852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/of-sehattnyer-u-and-shopping.html' title='Of &apos;sehattnyer u!!&apos; and shopping..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-561460864639445935</id><published>2007-07-21T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:42.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bismillahhirahmannirrahim~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RqDsFDaimiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xweLKWAMxcg/s1600-h/alin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089327150488787490" style="WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" height="262" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RqDsFDaimiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xweLKWAMxcg/s320/alin.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;Seandainya telah engkau catatkan...&lt;br /&gt;Dia milikku tercipta buatku...&lt;br /&gt;Satukanlah hatinya dengan hatiku...&lt;br /&gt;Titipkanlah kebahagiaan antara kami...&lt;br /&gt;agar kemesraan itu abadi...&lt;br /&gt;Ya Tuhanku yang Maha Mengasihi...&lt;br /&gt;Seiringkanlah kami melayari hidup ini...&lt;br /&gt;ketepian yang sejahtera abadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;Seandainya telah Engkau takdirkan...&lt;br /&gt;dia bukan milikku...&lt;br /&gt;bawalah ia jauh dari pandanganku...&lt;br /&gt;luputkanlah dia dari ingatanku...&lt;br /&gt;dan peliharalah aku dari kekecewaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ya Allah ya Tuhanku yang Maha Mengerti...&lt;br /&gt;berikanlah aku kekuatan...&lt;br /&gt;melontar bayangannya jauh ke dada langit...&lt;br /&gt;hilang bersama senja nan merah...&lt;br /&gt;agarku bisa bahagia...&lt;br /&gt;walaupun tanpa bersama dengannya...&lt;br /&gt;dan Ya Allah yang tecinta...&lt;br /&gt;gantilah yang telah hilang...&lt;br /&gt;tumbuhkanlah kembali yang telah patah...&lt;br /&gt;walaupun tidak sama dengan dirinya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku...&lt;br /&gt;pasrahkanlah aku dengan takdirmu...&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya apa yang telah Engkau takdirkan...&lt;br /&gt;adalah yang terbaik buatku...&lt;br /&gt;kerana Engkau maha Mengetahui...&lt;br /&gt;segala yang terbaik buat hambaMu ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;cukuplah engkau sahaja yang jadi pemeliharaku...&lt;br /&gt;di dunia dan di akhirat...&lt;br /&gt;dengarlah rintihan dari hambaMu yang daif ini...&lt;br /&gt;jangan Engkau biarkan aku sendirian...&lt;br /&gt;di dunia ini mahupun di akhirat...&lt;br /&gt;menjuruskan aku ke arah kemaksiatan dan kemungkaran...&lt;br /&gt;maka kurniakanlah aku seorang pasangan yang beriman...&lt;br /&gt;supaya aku dan dia sama-sama dapat membina kesejahteraan hidup...&lt;br /&gt;ke jalan yang Engkau redhai...&lt;br /&gt;dan kurniakanlah padaku...&lt;br /&gt;keturunan yang soleh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Amin... Ya Rabbal A'lamin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: tq TqaHanif for the picture..&lt;/em&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/34126419-561460864639445935?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/561460864639445935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=561460864639445935&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/561460864639445935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/561460864639445935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/07/bismillahhirahmannirrahim.html' title='Bismillahhirahmannirrahim~'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RqDsFDaimiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xweLKWAMxcg/s72-c/alin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6632246718049050437</id><published>2007-07-19T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T18:06:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>onde-onde</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;my project for today is being on hold..ehh x moh la tulis in English..malas nk pikir..okeh..berbalik kepada projek hr ini..projek tertangguh..pasai apa? mau tau kenapa? kepala...ehh bukan..kelapa..kelapa tu dah tak best..yer..kelapa parut tu..dah cam masam sket..alahai..nasib baik perasan waktu try seketul dua kuih tue..so skrang ni..tak leh sambung buat sbb kene tunggu mama beli kelapa parut lepas her high tea kat hotel crystal..aiiyyooo..mcm lambat jer..cemane nk bg auntie ngan uncle untuk berbuka puase nih..so..sementara tunggu kelapa parut yg tatau bile nk sampai umah..hapdet la blog ni sket..okeh dah..abeh citer onde onde untuk hari ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6632246718049050437?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6632246718049050437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6632246718049050437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6632246718049050437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6632246718049050437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/07/onde-onde.html' title='onde-onde'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1803834289558641837</id><published>2007-07-18T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T00:19:28.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i did it again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i told him that i am in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have told him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i dont want him to know.&lt;br /&gt;that was what i decided a few months back.&lt;br /&gt;but, just half an hour ago i told him that im at home.&lt;br /&gt;it shouldnt have happened.&lt;br /&gt;i should have a strong will not to let him know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addoooiiiii..&lt;br /&gt;what was i thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1803834289558641837?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1803834289558641837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1803834289558641837&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1803834289558641837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1803834289558641837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/07/ooopps-i-did-it-again.html' title='i did it again..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1012153343102066927</id><published>2007-07-11T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T07:59:31.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home~</title><content type='html'>I am blogging from home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeehhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1012153343102066927?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1012153343102066927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1012153343102066927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1012153343102066927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1012153343102066927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/07/home.html' title='home~'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-7223793647610457432</id><published>2007-07-09T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T08:01:00.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging from the hotel..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I am currently using the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; service provided buy the hotel to their customers. I am staying at The 4* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Radisson&lt;/span&gt; Edwardian Hotel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heathrow&lt;/span&gt;. What happened was the flight that was supposed to take me and other passengers to Doha was cancelled due to technical problems. First, it was delayed because another flight was late and the airline has to wait for that flight first, then, it was an electrical power something problem and by that time we had already waited for two hours. Not long after that, we were told that we will be able to board in 10-15 minutes time, and when they had people from the first and business class queued up, the airline made an announcement and told us that due to the power electrical something breakdown, the computer system was affected and they are looking for technicians and spare parts to get the plane fixed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;They told us that fixing the plane is going to take some time, so they had given us lunch vouchers worth £15 per person. Right after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;, they told us that the flight is cancelled and we have to go through passport control and claim our baggage. By that time it was almost 5pm. At around 6, we reached at the hotel and at 8, dinner was served. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;diyer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sedap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; We were also given free breakfast which I didn't get the opportunity to indulged because I did not received any further details about our replacement flights and I had to stand right in front of the person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in charged&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I can get the details as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So, I am now on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MH&lt;/span&gt;001 direct flight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Heathrow&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kuala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;, departing at 2200 hours and arriving at 1725 the next day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hanis&lt;/span&gt; is on the afternoon flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I was feeling rather sad and at one point I feel like crying. I was able to refrain myself from crying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I talked to my mom on the phone. But when I got to know that the flight was cancelled, I called her again and I was crying the moment she said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;jangan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nangis&lt;/span&gt; yer.&lt;/em&gt; :P. Not my fault, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sedeh&lt;/span&gt; tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I've taken some photos of the room that they put us in. I'll upload them later k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; then, I'll update things later. Hopefully I will then be blogging from home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-7223793647610457432?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7223793647610457432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=7223793647610457432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7223793647610457432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/7223793647610457432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogging-from-hotel.html' title='Blogging from the hotel..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-11482789364843164</id><published>2007-07-07T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T05:18:42.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Sea..Deedit Deedit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I went to all female swimming session for the third time today and I realised that I can actually swim. I know how to swim, a bit, and for the past two weeks I was swimming &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;UNDERWATER &lt;/span&gt;'katak' style. (&lt;em&gt;tak boleh timbul ok..kahkahkahkah).&lt;/em&gt; So today, I tried to do it. To do the 'freestyle' swimming. That's what I called it when I had my swimming lessons 13 years ago. And I did swim. I even went further than I used to with my underwater 'katak' style. Hehe. &lt;em&gt;Excited k, dapat tau buleh berenang sebenarnyer. Hehehehe. &lt;/em&gt;I used to tell people that I can't swim. Now I don't have to. I can tell them that I can swim, but I'm going to need much more stamina to go even further. &lt;em&gt;Penat tau~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;p/s: Now I have something to boast about at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;pp/s: I AM DONE PACKING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333300;"&gt;I have just check the internet. Freestyle swimming is a correct term. 'Katak' style is called breaststroke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-11482789364843164?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/11482789364843164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=11482789364843164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/11482789364843164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/11482789364843164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/07/under-seadeedit-deedit.html' title='Under the Sea..Deedit Deedit..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-8635698870477779885</id><published>2007-07-04T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:43.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>current mode: Fahrin Ahmad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Since I have no idea of who's picking me up from the airport on Monday, can I make a tiny little request? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Can I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Fahrin Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; waiting for me, please? Maybe, with a bunch of flowers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;If that's too much, Fahrin Ahmad alone would definitely be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RorSPauHAgI/AAAAAAAAAII/nkCCHsUEqkI/s1600-h/fahrin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083106291753615874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RorSPauHAgI/AAAAAAAAAII/nkCCHsUEqkI/s320/fahrin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hikhik..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;p/s: I've told you, I'm a daydream believer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-8635698870477779885?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8635698870477779885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=8635698870477779885&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/8635698870477779885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/8635698870477779885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/07/mode-fahrin-ahmad.html' title='current mode: Fahrin Ahmad'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RorSPauHAgI/AAAAAAAAAII/nkCCHsUEqkI/s72-c/fahrin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1479946777860833304</id><published>2007-07-04T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:43.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More books coming!</title><content type='html'>I am done with skimming and scanning of 3 books on teaching literature. There are more to come and I'm already feeling tired. Ok, I admit, I'm feeling lazy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeeeeihhh, why so lazy eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those files. Those are articles that I need to look through for literature and support for justification of choosing the text. Thank God that I don't have to look at each one of them. Some maybe irrelevant to me because those files are Tqa's collections for her dissey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoqIkquHAeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j6dYK0nnv_Q/s1600-h/lit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083025292965380578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoqIkquHAeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j6dYK0nnv_Q/s320/lit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rajin mak cik ni membuat koleksi~~ keh keh..Ampun Tqa..Ammpuunnnn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to stop here because maybe I need to continue working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, maybe I should eat a bowl of Maggi Tom Yam before I continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1479946777860833304?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1479946777860833304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1479946777860833304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1479946777860833304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1479946777860833304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-books-coming.html' title='More books coming!'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoqIkquHAeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j6dYK0nnv_Q/s72-c/lit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6643575757264682104</id><published>2007-07-02T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:43.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>progress..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Literature in the Classroom portfolio has made a slightly bigger progress. I am now done with the activities and the activity plans for all three types of text. Tomorrow, I'm going to the library to borrow some books on literature so that I can get the justification and commentary done, hopefully by Wednesday or Thursday morning. Can't wait to hand in the portfolio really, because it means that the holiday has started and I can get things packed properly and then fly home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Talking about flying home, I have no clue what so ever who's going to pick me up at the airport. First, I thought it was my sister, Jaja, who's picking me up. Then I heard that it's going to be Uncle Tamjis. And then suddenly it's not confirmed. Since it's not confirmed Mama jokingly said that it's going to be a surprise. Uhuhu, I love surprises. Mama told me to wait and see who's there at the airport on that day. Ha ha ha. The only thing I know for sure is it's not going to be my boyfriend or fiance or future husband. Because I just don't have one. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think I really wouldn't want to know who will be waiting for me at the arrival hall. Let's just see what happens when I walk through the arrival gate on Monday. And I'll tell you who's there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's Haziq's 2nd birthday today. Happy Birthday, little pumpkin. Aunty Alin can't wait to see you in your cute little t-shirt from Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RohR1quHAdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/xiMXl_VMwyM/s1600-h/Pic0702005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082402161930207698" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="144" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RohR1quHAdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/xiMXl_VMwyM/s320/Pic0702005.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RohR1auHAcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-vo-7Ulznk4/s1600-h/23250674154800l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082402157635240386" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="168" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RohR1auHAcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-vo-7Ulznk4/s320/23250674154800l.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;If you are wondering, yes, Haziq is Baby Sin-Chan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Enough rambling, will get more things updated later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Daa~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6643575757264682104?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6643575757264682104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3815032916871905975</id><published>2007-06-30T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T06:56:42.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.ceritera cinta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ramai orang menanam pulut,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saya seorang menanam padi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ramai orang karam di laut,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saya seorang karam di hati.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5WrqeHlue8E" width="400" height="325" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ceritera Cinta by Jac feat Are-meer Sofaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertanya sang bayu pada ku&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa kau masih disitu&lt;br /&gt;Tiadakah jemu kau menunggu&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan buat seorang perindu&lt;br /&gt;Penantian hanya lah waktu&lt;br /&gt;Dikamus hati ku&lt;br /&gt;Tiada istilah jemu&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hentikan lah saja&lt;br /&gt;Jenaka bermadah&lt;br /&gt;Biasa terlalu sering ku dengar&lt;br /&gt;Ceritera cinta tiada berubah&lt;br /&gt;Hanya mimpi yang indah&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya nanti kecewa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buka lah sedikit hati mu&lt;br /&gt;Kenali siapa daku&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beri ku pendam rasa hati&lt;br /&gt;Malu mengakui&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hentikan lah saja jenaka bermadah&lt;br /&gt;Biasa terlalu sering ku dengar&lt;br /&gt;Ceritera cinta&lt;br /&gt;Tiada berubah hanya mimpi (hanya mimpi) yang indah&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya nanti kecewa …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa mahu mengakui kau pon dihati&lt;br /&gt;Diluar sedar kau ku rindui&lt;br /&gt;Penantian (penatianmu) hanya ruang waktu&lt;br /&gt;Tiba masa kan terbukti cinta ku&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;tak mudah percaya pada pengakuan aku di hati mu yang tersayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hentikan lah saja&lt;br /&gt;Jenaka bermadah biasa terlalu sering ku dengar&lt;br /&gt;Ceritera cinta tiada berubah hanya mimpi (hanya mimpi)&lt;br /&gt;Yeh .. yeh .. yeh … yeh&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya nanti kecewa …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-3815032916871905975?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3815032916871905975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=3815032916871905975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3815032916871905975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/3815032916871905975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/06/ceritera-cinta.html' title='.ceritera cinta.'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-4318686426493181075</id><published>2007-06-29T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:46.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sembilan.nine.songo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;9 days left before i'll be on my way home for summer..excited ye..nothing to talk abot really..my portfolio made a slight progress.. when i say slight, it means little tiny progress..ciput..skit..bile la nak siap klu mcm tu punyer progress..heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;mcm mane nak ade progress..hari2 ade activity..bermula dr hr ahad..ye the day after i talked about the amount of work i have..sunday pegi city centre..shopping baju adek ok..and then we went to this moroccon? morrocan? camner eja ntah..makan..ohh so sedap and so kenyang..not only they sell food..tp baju and lampu2 ala-ala morocco jugak yer..lawaaa...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTYLquHAZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gIqPLrxnB-I/s1600-h/CIMG2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081423974538609042" style="CURSOR: hand" height="141" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTYLquHAZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gIqPLrxnB-I/s320/CIMG2101.JPG" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;monday pulak katy took us to st luke's campus in exeter to look for more books for the dissey..too many books to look at with so little time given..tak sempat ok..we made plans to go back to the library later..when i come back after the holiday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTVbKuHAUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/H_dTwgDgy5o/s1600-h/CIMG4350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081420942291697986" style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="141" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTVbKuHAUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/H_dTwgDgy5o/s320/CIMG4350.JPG" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTVbquHAVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/59DOck6TdkE/s1600-h/CIMG4403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081420950881632594" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="161" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTVbquHAVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/59DOck6TdkE/s320/CIMG4403.JPG" width="116" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTVb6uHAWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Os9RFRdShPQ/s1600-h/CIMG4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081420955176599906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="144" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTVb6uHAWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Os9RFRdShPQ/s320/CIMG4405.JPG" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;amik buku banyak2 pastu amik gmbar..mane nak sempat tgk sume buku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;yg bestnye..katy tu sungguh2 nak amik gambar depan sign university of exeter..we went to the main campus dulu..cari sign tak jumpe2..and then bile kluar dr junction, i saw one..so i told her..she was like '&lt;em&gt;there's a sign!! there's sign!!' &lt;/em&gt;excited gile..driver pon brentikanlah kitorang..amik gambar dulu and then naik balik bas pegi st luke's campus plak..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTYwauHAaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9HL3GLUUTVw/s1600-h/CIMG2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081424605898801570" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="141" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTYwauHAaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9HL3GLUUTVw/s320/CIMG2135.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTYxauHAbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GYDteaD5R5U/s1600-h/CIMG2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081424623078670770" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="164" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTYxauHAbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GYDteaD5R5U/s320/CIMG2133.JPG" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yer..omputih itu adalah katy&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and then the next day, tuesday ye kawan2..we had a bbq pulak..cheh..ronggeng cam takde esaimen la kaan..hahahaha..i had to marinate the chicken..7 ekor utk 12 org makan..melantak abes-abesan yer..thank god weather was ok..so takder lah membakar ayam dalam umah or pakai payung macam kat umah asmah hr tu yer..kuikuikui.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTW46uHAXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xJCIp9wYA4g/s1600-h/CIMG2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081422552904434034" style="CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTW46uHAXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xJCIp9wYA4g/s320/CIMG2189.JPG" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTW5quHAYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/VhuQfeFd46c/s1600-h/CIMG2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081422565789335938" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="72" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTW5quHAYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/VhuQfeFd46c/s320/CIMG2193.JPG" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;asmah..kitorang x yah pakai payung nak bakar ayam~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTUeauHASI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xL4zbp1JDuQ/s1600-h/DSC03566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081419898614645026" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="129" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTUeauHASI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xL4zbp1JDuQ/s320/DSC03566.JPG" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTUfauHATI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EAteG4BLULE/s1600-h/DSC03564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081419915794514226" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="148" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTUfauHATI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EAteG4BLULE/s320/DSC03564.JPG" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bbq kat umah asmah yg kene pakai payung utk protect ayam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and yesterday pulak..tengok kalis cinta during dinner..sambil makan charcoal grill..hahhaha..chumel ok citer tuh..ade ke laki jerit2 cam tuh.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu..dah laa..tatau nak hapdet ape lagi dah..ayat pon dah tonggang tebalik..mule2 ckp omputih and then tulis dlm bm plak..xpe abaikan..nnt2 klu rajin i update properly okeh!! OKEH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: lalat-lalat sekalian, can u pls get out of my room..if possible, my house as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-4318686426493181075?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4318686426493181075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=4318686426493181075&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4318686426493181075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/4318686426493181075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/06/sembilanninesongo.html' title='sembilan.nine.songo'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RoTYLquHAZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gIqPLrxnB-I/s72-c/CIMG2101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3570741895414141717</id><published>2007-06-24T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:46.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soaring high..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okeh..malas giler nak update~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, malas and been busy..just last tuesday i have sat for my one and only exam for this term..tiap2 term pon ade satu exam jer..itu pon the questions were told about three weeks before the exam..the reason..is so that we are much more prepared,have a wide range of reading, provide quotations in the answer and sometimes a list of bibliography..dasyat arr exam sini..tp best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my dissertation tutorials have just started with tracy gilpin.. on friday i have promised her that on tuesday i'm gonna show her my interview questions for the research..also, i have promised her that before i construct the interview questions, i'm gonna do some reading so that i can ask questions that will provide the information that i want&lt;em&gt;..(banyak giler that in one sentence..hahahahha~)..&lt;/em&gt;now it's already saturday evening and tomorrow is sunday and we'll be going to exeter on monday and then it's tuesday..mcm mane niiiii?? sempat ker?? even if i told her that i dont think i will be able to get it done by tuesday, mcm la i can do anything since she already put the tutorial sign up list on the board kan..everyone pon hr selasa..so mcm la buleh mintak tukar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i have my literature portfolio which will be handed in in two weeks time..and i have started NOTHING..nada..tarak apa-apa..i'm gonna need to produce activity plans for three type of text/literature which which will last between an hour and a half to two hours..and then there's justification and commentary..and reflection..aiyooo..ehh..maybe i need to stop whining and complaining and then start choosing the three texts..kan kan kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, ina, tqa, wan and i took some pictures dekat padang marjon..ade la gambar lompat2..excited sgt lompat smpi x perasan yg there's actually people in the dining hall..nasib la kan..bukan selalu kantoi cam tuh..ahaks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rn17ge-UgbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/eXxCFZ8qUbE/s1600-h/CIMG4302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079351752744272306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rn17ge-UgbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/eXxCFZ8qUbE/s320/CIMG4302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rn17Te-UgYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kfr99TT6gd0/s1600-h/CIMG4300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079351529405972866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rn17Te-UgYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kfr99TT6gd0/s320/CIMG4300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rn17Ue-UgaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uyZjlFTWoPk/s1600-h/CIMG4297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079351546585842082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/Rn17Ue-UgaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uyZjlFTWoPk/s320/CIMG4297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ohh yer..in two weeks time i'm going home..yeah yeah..for my summer holiday which will last for about two months..can't wait really, started packing yesterday but will probably repack everything again later..hahaha..beg tu cam berat tp bile timbang br 1kg jer..tipu ok..x percaye..hahaha..ok lah..enough rambling for today..i'll get things updated lagi later ok? ok~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;taaa~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-3570741895414141717?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3570741895414141717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6356877032272338143</id><published>2007-06-17T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:46.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Daddy's Day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;happy daddy's day to all daddys out there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;to uncle tamjis and my other uncles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;happy daddy's day to u too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and not to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;to my late daddy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;happy daddy's day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RnRDdu-UgXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MsFIi5muTsQ/s1600-h/CIMG2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076756858058080626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RnRDdu-UgXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MsFIi5muTsQ/s320/CIMG2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;he told mama that i was the most independent of all~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;*teary-eyed&lt;/span&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/34126419-6356877032272338143?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6356877032272338143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6356877032272338143&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6356877032272338143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6356877032272338143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-daddys-day.html' title='Happy Daddy&apos;s Day..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RnRDdu-UgXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MsFIi5muTsQ/s72-c/CIMG2042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-6156812318838365627</id><published>2007-06-05T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T07:01:10.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alphabet..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;• Are you available?:&lt;br /&gt;- ala2 x nk jawab buleh kah?&lt;br /&gt;• What annoys you?:&lt;br /&gt;- when ppl talk about others sesuka hati and at the end they are talking about themselves sbnrnyer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;• Do you know anyone named Billy?:&lt;br /&gt;- i used to have a pet rabbit named Billy..&lt;br /&gt;• When is your birthday?:&lt;br /&gt;- 22nd August..&lt;br /&gt;• Who is your best friend?:&lt;br /&gt;- they know who they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;• What's your favorite candy?:&lt;br /&gt;- candy cane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;• Do you daydream?:&lt;br /&gt;- i'm a daydream believer..&lt;br /&gt;• What's your favorite kind of dog?:&lt;br /&gt;- heh..najis berat tuh..&lt;br /&gt;• What day of the week is it?:&lt;br /&gt;- tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;• How do you like your eggs?:&lt;br /&gt;- mata kerbau..&lt;br /&gt;• Have you ever been in the emergency room?:&lt;br /&gt;- yes..&lt;br /&gt;• Ever pat an elephant?:&lt;br /&gt;- would love to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;• Do you use fly swatters?:&lt;br /&gt;- mama gune penyapu lidi je..hebat x hebat tuh..&lt;br /&gt;• Have you ever used a foghorn?:&lt;br /&gt;- apekah itu?&lt;br /&gt;• Is there a fan in your room? :&lt;br /&gt;- ade external fan/heater..buleh laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;• Do you chew gum?:&lt;br /&gt;- malas dah..&lt;br /&gt;• Do you like gummy candies?:&lt;br /&gt;- oh yeah..tp sini x leh mkn..&lt;br /&gt;• Do you like gory movies?:&lt;br /&gt;- apekah gory itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;• How are you?:&lt;br /&gt;- ok ok je..&lt;br /&gt;• What's your height?:&lt;br /&gt;- dlm 160 kot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;• Whats your favorite ice cream?:&lt;br /&gt;- baskin robbin's world of choc and ben &amp;amp; jerry's phish food..&lt;br /&gt;• Ever been in an igloo?:&lt;br /&gt;- hahah..nnt i dah kawen i duduk dlm igloo satu family ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;• What's your favorite Jelly Bean?:&lt;br /&gt;- mane2 pon bley..&lt;br /&gt;• Do you wear jewelerry?:&lt;br /&gt;- yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;• Who do you want to kill?:&lt;br /&gt;- adelah certain peeps..&lt;br /&gt;• Have you ever flown a kite?:&lt;br /&gt;- owwhh..nk trbgkan wau kt dlm boiler room tuh..&lt;br /&gt;• Do you think kangaroos are cute?:&lt;br /&gt;- kekadang laa..x selalu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;• Are you laid back?:&lt;br /&gt;- oh yeah..esp in writing assignments..&lt;br /&gt;• Lions or tigers? :&lt;br /&gt;- lions...&lt;br /&gt;• Do you like black licorice?:&lt;br /&gt;- tu gula2 cam hacks kan? buleh laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;• Favorite movie as a kid?:&lt;br /&gt;- kami..&lt;br /&gt;• Ever shopped at Moose jaw?:&lt;br /&gt;- ape ke name kedai gaye gitu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;• Do you have a nickname?:&lt;br /&gt;- ayah used to call me debab..jaja sumtimes call me debs..&lt;br /&gt;• What's your favorite number?:&lt;br /&gt;- 7..&lt;br /&gt;• Do you prefer night or day?:&lt;br /&gt;- night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;• What's your one wish?:&lt;br /&gt;- nk kawen.. :p..&lt;br /&gt;• Are you an only child?:&lt;br /&gt;- nope..&lt;br /&gt;• Do you like the color orange?:&lt;br /&gt;- sumtimes..tp my ipod oren in kale..so kene suke..&lt;br /&gt;• What are you most paranoid about?:&lt;br /&gt;- hrmm..org yg ckp x serupa bikin kot..&lt;br /&gt;• Piercings?:&lt;br /&gt;- not really...&lt;br /&gt;• Do you know anyone named Penelope?:&lt;br /&gt;- Penelope Cruz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q&lt;br /&gt;• Are you quick to judge people?:&lt;br /&gt;- agak laa..&lt;br /&gt;• Know anyone that makes quilts:&lt;br /&gt;- mak cu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;• Do you think you're always right?:&lt;br /&gt;- x jugak..&lt;br /&gt;• Reason to cry?:&lt;br /&gt;- lost of loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;• Do you prefer sun or rain?:&lt;br /&gt;- rain~~&lt;br /&gt;• Do you like snow?&lt;br /&gt;- suke jugak..tp plymouth snow x turun..&lt;br /&gt;• Whats your favorite season?:&lt;br /&gt;- spring..toing toing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;• What time is it?:&lt;br /&gt;- 2.13 am..&lt;br /&gt;• What time did you wake up?:&lt;br /&gt;- around 9 sumthing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;• Can you ride a unicycle?:&lt;br /&gt;- tak kot..&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone with a unibrow?:&lt;br /&gt;- apekah??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;• What’s the worst vegetable?:&lt;br /&gt;- hurmmm..can't think of any..&lt;br /&gt;• Did you ever watch Veggie Tales?:&lt;br /&gt;- veggie tales x prnh..tomato man selalu..&lt;br /&gt;• Ever considered being vegetarian?:&lt;br /&gt;- x moh..ayam la sedap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;• What's your worst habit?:&lt;br /&gt;- pocrastination..&lt;br /&gt;Do you like water rides?:&lt;br /&gt;- oh yeah yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;• Have you ever had an x-ray?:&lt;br /&gt;- yup..twice..&lt;br /&gt;• Ever used a Xerox machine?:&lt;br /&gt;- hahaha..haruslah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;• Do you like the color yellow:&lt;br /&gt;- kengkadang..&lt;br /&gt;• Do you yell when you're angry?:&lt;br /&gt;- yell x sgt..hangin je slalu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;• Do you believe in the zodiac?:&lt;br /&gt;- not really..&lt;br /&gt;• What's your zodiac sign?:&lt;br /&gt;- leo..aauuummmmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-6156812318838365627?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6156812318838365627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=6156812318838365627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6156812318838365627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/6156812318838365627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/06/alphabet.html' title='alphabet..'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-1847314808875925487</id><published>2007-06-03T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T07:00:19.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love &amp; orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love is like an orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i find it very strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;love is sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;when two lovebirds meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when hurt, love is sour, just like an orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34126419-1847314808875925487?l=thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1847314808875925487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34126419&amp;postID=1847314808875925487&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1847314808875925487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34126419/posts/default/1847314808875925487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-orange.html' title='love &amp; orange'/><author><name>Alin Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34126419.post-3923753032835222086</id><published>2007-06-02T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:19:46.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update &amp; heaps of thank youssss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;think that i need and i should get things updated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;been back in the uk for exactly one week and have been receiving the love and support that i needed form friends and lecturers. thank you very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a special thank to inted staffs, especially paul and sarah, for being able to provide help at the moment i needed most. thank you for everything, from the booking of the flight ticket to the transport arrangement. excellent job. thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;malaysian fest was a success, few hiccups here and there but still managed to pull it through. felt good that the people who came saw how hard it was to make the display for the malay wedding a success and a beautiful one. thanks to all those who have helped and sorry to all those who have to bear with my two hours of &lt;em&gt;hangin-ness &lt;/em&gt;just before malaysian fest. i'll leave you with a picture of the malay wedding display.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RmGRSVNVU5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WUm_cRxhS6I/s1600-h/CIMG1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071494399512630162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RmGRSVNVU5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WUm_cRxhS6I/s320/CIMG1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy to see pak cik bo and atuk paul &lt;em&gt;aka &lt;/em&gt;pak cik gambar of &lt;a href="http://thelilmindofmine.blogspot.com/2007/01/nicest-people-to-work-with.html"&gt;royal mail&lt;/a&gt; (sorry, no picture of them sitting at the dais) at the show and again they told us how enjoyable those three weeks were when we were working with them. good news, they want us to apply for the job again if possible. thank you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;had just called home a few hours ago. everyone is doing good, i can tell. had talked to mama and felt relieved that she was able to laugh again. proud of you, mama. strong as ever. =). thank you to mama, along, jaja and adek for being strong. thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thank you to you for reading my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Yussuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12672486404610277330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/SBGkWFO_5kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Xbswmf5Qm80/S220/CIMG3424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OnMe0pX3ayA/RmGRSVNVU5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WUm_cRxhS6I/s72-c/CIMG1908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
