<?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-10616918</id><updated>2012-02-19T10:16:34.142+08:00</updated><category term='articles'/><category term='raya'/><category term='digicam'/><category term='arts'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='scrapbook'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='books'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='kampung'/><category term='plants'/><category term='events'/><category term='musing'/><category term='event'/><category term='ramadhan'/><category term='school'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='ayu'/><category term='iqbal'/><category term='syawal'/><category term='movie'/><category term='disaster'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='photo'/><category term='iman'/><category term='food'/><category term='7habits'/><category term='health'/><title type='text'>::azq masih di sini::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>280</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-275040809904656229</id><published>2012-01-13T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:59:40.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><title type='text'>hal sekolah</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa aku seorg yg positif. I can always find even the tiniest trace of silver lining in the darkest cloud. Terutama dlm hal2 yg terjadi seharian. Lagipun tak berbaloi kalau sikit2 nak mandom, esp kat perkara2 yg kita takleh nak control (oh, aku tak cakap aku seorg yg penyabar yek... Heheheh.. Lain sgt tu..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi apabila Iman mengadu yg semua pilihan persatuan, kelab dan sukan dia takde satu pun yg dapat, aku pun pujuk la dia utk cuba try test dulu, he'll learn something new and meet new friends. Muka dia sedih aje, dan dia cakap dia taknak pergi sessi kokurikulum kat sekolah. Aku pujuk dia, dan dia pun cerita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memula, Iman pilih persatuan pengakap, tapi cikgu masukkan dia ke dlm persatuan kadet. Ini aku boleh terima sbb kadet pun ok juga. Kalau setakat nak pergi camping, semua persatuan dapat pergi camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian dia pilih sukan badminton, tapi cikgu letak dia main takraw. Oh, aku kata ok jugak, aku cerita la masa kecik2 dulu aku terer main capteh. Kira bagus kalau iman dapat skil baru, boleh belajar timbang bola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir sekali pasal kelab. Iman pilih kelab sains dan matematik. Tu pun dia tak dapat jugak. Dia kena masuk kelab rukunegara. KELAB RUKUNEGARA!?? Apa tu?? Aku taktau pun ada kelab rukunegara! Hahahahahha... aku terus give-up dan gelak tergolek. Heheheh.. Sorry le abg Iman, part ni omi takleh tolong, dah tak terkata apa. Hehheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: cikgu pun satu hal. Tak payah la bagi anak murid isi borang utk pilih persatuan / kelab ni semua, tapi last2 takde satu pun yg ikut pilihan murid2. Kesian diorg tau, frust habis. aduhaiii... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8SEK-dllLQ/Tw-5ZHw1wrI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ulNV4DUYzIo/s1600/31122011267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8SEK-dllLQ/Tw-5ZHw1wrI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ulNV4DUYzIo/s320/31122011267.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'I'm ready... i'm ready.. i'm ready (&lt;i&gt;spongebob&lt;/i&gt;)'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-275040809904656229?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/275040809904656229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=275040809904656229&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/275040809904656229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/275040809904656229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2012/01/hal-sekolah.html' title='hal sekolah'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8SEK-dllLQ/Tw-5ZHw1wrI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ulNV4DUYzIo/s72-c/31122011267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-4441466415263758578</id><published>2011-12-22T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:43:03.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><title type='text'>Selamat berkhatan</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Iman dan iqbal dah selamat berkhatan akhir november lalu. Disini aku coretkan beberapa panduan kot2 ada ibubapa yg tertanya2 mcm mana proses nak sunatkan anak masing2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Set appointment kat klinik&lt;br /&gt;Benda pertama yg kena buat ialah survey klinik mana yg ada menyediakan perkhidmatan berkhatan dan tempah tempat awal2. Kalau boleh buatlah seawal cuti sekolah supaya sempat sembuh lukanya. Kami pun lambat pergi klinik kat Tangkak, jadi ambil ajelah tarikh/masa yg masih kosong. Takde pilihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kenduri&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana sunat kat kg, sempena cuti sekolah plk tu, ramai la sedara mara balik kg. Jadi kami buat kenduri doa selamat utk sedara mara yg rapat. Makngah yg masak. Aku makan aje. Heheheh.. (asam pedas ikan parang, yummeh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kelengkapan&lt;br /&gt;Kain pelikat kena ada sekurang2nya sorang dua helai. Kena siapkan tilam tempat tido dan tali utk gantung kain, maklumlah, budak2 ni sunat style gunting &amp;amp; jahit. Org kata kalau guna clamp-style tak sakit, boleh aje terus pakai seluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sebelum pergi klinik, suruh anak2 makan, mandi dan kencing. Lepas bersunat kena jaga makan, dan minum pun perlu dihadkan. Yg part pantang makan sbb takmo luka jadi gatal2, yg part minum sbb takmo la asyik nak gi toilet aje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sediakan bahan bacaan dan games utk anak2 isi masa lapang. Jgn bagi diorg berlari ke sana sini, kang bentan pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tempoh sembuh bergantung pada diri masing2. Ada yg tiga hari dah sembuh, ada yg seminggu. Anak2 aku nak dekat seminggu baru lukanya kering betul, dan hampir tiga minggu gak la baru benang jahit tu tanggal habih. Dan kalau anunya 'buta', lagi lambat la baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Lagi afdal kalau kita minta tolong kaum keluarga utk sama2 membantu jaga budak2 yg sakit bersunat ni.. Dramanya aje boleh buat kita hilang sabar! Banyak songeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: kalau agak2 benang/keruping lambat tanggal, bawak aje budak2 ni ke swimming pool berhampiran. Lepas 2-3 jam berendam confirm semua clear. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-4441466415263758578?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/4441466415263758578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=4441466415263758578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4441466415263758578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4441466415263758578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/12/selamat-berkhatan.html' title='Selamat berkhatan'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-304136018636058099</id><published>2011-12-21T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T18:50:14.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projek cuti sekolah 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Seperti tahun2 sudah, tahun ni pun aku ada buat projek cuti&amp;nbsp;sekolah. Aktivitinya banyak, tapi nak&amp;nbsp;membuatnya tu, tak semudah yg dijangka. Biasa la..&amp;nbsp;Berangan je yg lebih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plan 1: home improvement project&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asalnya aku nak cat bilik ayu sbb kaler dinding nya dah&amp;nbsp;pudar dan kotor berconteng. Selesai mengecat nampaklah bilik tu bersih, cantik,&amp;nbsp;kemas, baru, dan bila dibandingkan dgn ruang lain, nampak&amp;nbsp;sgt la dinding2 yg lain tu comot dan buruk! Oh tidakkkk.. tak&amp;nbsp;pasal2 kami cat sekali ruang keluarga sbb nak bagi cantik.&amp;nbsp;Giler penat! Tak larat nak cat lagi... Nampaknya bilik2 lain akan dicat kemudian nanti, bilakala&amp;nbsp;otot2 tangan, bahu dan belikat sembuh sepenuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya, kerja mengecat takde la penat sgt, sejam dah&amp;nbsp;siap, biliknya kecik aje. Tapi yg buat penat ialah operasi&amp;nbsp;mengeluarkan barang2, operasi membersihkan habuk2, dan&amp;nbsp;operasi menyediakan dinding utk dicat (lubang/rekahan kena&amp;nbsp;plaster, permukaan yg menggerutu kena gosok dgn kertas&amp;nbsp;pasir, tanggalkan langsir/frame/jam dan apa2 yg melekat kat dinding) tu yg leceh. Dah siap cat, nak kena kikis cat&amp;nbsp;tumpah/menitis kat lantai, kena mop lagi. Fuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan akhirnya, selepas siap mengemop dan mengvakum, kenalah susun balik barang2 ke tempatnya.. pasang langsir segala... ini pun penat jugak. Sampai sekarang masih ada lagi barang2 yg bertaburan kat sudut bilik. Hadoi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plan 2: projek kelengkapan sekolah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baju2 sekolah semua dah beli, cuma tahun ni tak larat aku&amp;nbsp;nak adjust labuh (jahit kelim) semuanya. 3 org punya baju,&amp;nbsp;sorg 4 pasang, jawabnya hantar kedai je la,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beg masih belum dibasuh. Ada beg yg elok boleh guna semula. Beg yg hancur dah buang. Buku2 sekolah pun&amp;nbsp;dah dipilih mana yg nak simpan dan lebih separuh dibuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... tu je kot yg larat dibuat tahun ini. Kerja mengemas ni mmg tak habis-habis... redha aje la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-304136018636058099?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/304136018636058099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=304136018636058099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/304136018636058099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/304136018636058099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/12/projek-cuti-sekolah-2011.html' title='Projek cuti sekolah 2011'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-7257097781721350754</id><published>2011-11-15T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:01:23.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tab-let</title><content type='html'>Tak sangka tablet yg dulu dikaitkan dgn ubat pil dan bahan sejarah, skrg dah berbentuk papan kecik boleh main game angry birds.. Oh, bukan, bukan ipad, jauh sekali galaxy tab atau yg sewaktu dengannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya ada tablet android china mari... hihihihi... mcm mana aku terjebak guna tablet ni? Ha... mcm ni ceritanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebulan lepas, kawan seopis aku menunjuk2&amp;nbsp; tablet dia, aku ingat kan galaxy tab. Tapi bukan. Ini ialah tablet china mari, android froyo 2.2 dgn chipset wondermedia 800mhz, complete with casing + usb keyboard. Rupa2nya dah ramai kawan seopis yg beli mende alah ni. Murah pun murah, boleh guna wifi, boleh access internet guna 3G usb modem, dan boleh download mcm2 games dan aplikasi dari android market. Aku suka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang kureng ialah touchscreen-nya tak beberapa sensitif sbb ini ialah resistive screen, jenis lama yg kena guna stylus. Bukan capacitive screen, jauh sekali led atau amoled. Tapi, iyerlah, dah harga murah, gini ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rekemen kepada sesiapa yg nak beli, dgn syarat korang pun kena rajin godek kat internet kalau nak tukar setting atau reprogram apa2 yg patut. Waranti 6 bulan sahaja. Bateri tahan dalam 4jam kalau kita set 'mute'. Kalau tengok movie boleh tahan sampai dua jamla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konon2, dgn adanya tablet ni, senang la aku nak update blog. Hahahaharrrr... takde maknanyer.... last2 anak2 yg bolot main game 'angry birds' dan 'plants vs zombies'... aku pulak? Pulun main game 'farm frenzy'... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-7257097781721350754?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/7257097781721350754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=7257097781721350754&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7257097781721350754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7257097781721350754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/11/tab-let.html' title='tab-let'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1926717001454114614</id><published>2011-10-29T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T16:50:27.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>sweet :D</title><content type='html'>ayu: omi, nanti ayu belikan omi rumah besar yek?&lt;br /&gt;*katanya dia dah penat panjat tangga, tu yg dia ajak pindah rumah lain*&lt;br /&gt;omi: bila?&lt;br /&gt;ayu: nanti, masa ayu darjah 3&lt;br /&gt;omi: iyer? mana nak dapat duit? *amused*&lt;br /&gt;ayu: nanti, lepas raya. kan ayu banyak dapat duit raya, nanti masa ayu darjah 3 cukup lah nak beli rumah!&lt;br /&gt;omi: iyolah..... *hehehhehe..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1926717001454114614?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1926717001454114614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1926717001454114614&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1926717001454114614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1926717001454114614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-d.html' title='sweet :D'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3426698502022314129</id><published>2011-10-19T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T13:54:11.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>wolf! (bukan fox)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hahahahahha... ini kes husband aku la yg blur, tanya 'Eh, apa nama fox yg kita pergi beli buku tadi?' hikhikhik... nak buat mcm mana, gambar kat banner tu katanya rupa fox, bukan wolf. Apa-apa je la cik abang oii... sbb awak yg bayokan buku2 tu kan? heheheheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-oUjGXHD_Y/Tp5fHqy2OEI/AAAAAAAAA1c/sYCntE23JrA/s1600/15102011224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-oUjGXHD_Y/Tp5fHqy2OEI/AAAAAAAAA1c/sYCntE23JrA/s320/15102011224.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aku pilih: Butterfly Brain, In the Beginning, University Challenged dan A field Guide to the British. Iyer, EMPAT aje. Yang lain2 tu husband aku pilih, termasuk satu buku Trump/Kiyosaki yg tiada dlm gambar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ni la pertama kali aku pergi BigBadWolf book sales. Aku pergi pun sbb dia buat kat MAEP, yg aku tau kat situ kawasan dia besar, parking banyak. Aku tak suka kalau nak pergi tempat yg susah nak cari parking kerana berpusing2 di kawasan parking boleh mendatangkan marah dan memotong stim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Harga mmg murah la, kalau sesiapa yg minat baca novel, boleh buat stok 5 tahun baca tak habis. Semua lebih kurang RM8 aje... Nasib baik la aku tak berapa minat baca novel, kalau tak, entah berapa tinggi la susunan buku2 tu... (dan nasib baik awal2 ditegah suami drpd beli buku resepi/masakan.. heheheheh...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1wMWuGzn_Q/Tp5fLjV__yI/AAAAAAAAA1k/VhVIiw8Ss7E/s1600/15102011225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1wMWuGzn_Q/Tp5fLjV__yI/AAAAAAAAA1k/VhVIiw8Ss7E/s320/15102011225.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Buku budak2. Yang paling mahal, pop-up-book RM20. Yang lain2 tu dalam RM3/RM5 aje...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3426698502022314129?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3426698502022314129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3426698502022314129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3426698502022314129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3426698502022314129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/10/wolf-bukan-fox.html' title='wolf! (bukan fox)'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-oUjGXHD_Y/Tp5fHqy2OEI/AAAAAAAAA1c/sYCntE23JrA/s72-c/15102011224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-764983809703796411</id><published>2011-10-13T08:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T14:16:31.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flat shoe bereben bunga</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Aku dan kasut bertumit mmg takleh ngam. W/pun tumitnya hanyalah satu inci. Jalan mesti nak terpelecok. Aku tak salahkan kasut. Aku rasa mmg birth-defect aku bhgn buku lali. Pakai selipar pun terpeleot, ape kes kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana flat shoe aku koyak,&amp;nbsp;aku pegi kedai utk beli kasut baru.&amp;nbsp;(Iyer, aku suka beli kasut murah sbb cepat rosak bila pakai 5-6 bulan, dan boleh buang utk beli baru. Aku tak suka simpan kasut banyak2.) Shopping buddy aku sapa lagi kalau bukan Ayu. Masa aku sebok menerai, dia pun sebok la menolong sama, konon2 nak tengok muat ke tak kasut tu kat kaki aku. Aku marah le bila dia cuba nak selitkan jari halus dia kat belakang tumit aku. Budak ini, kang kalau terpenyek jari tu kang, ko gak yg melalak. Perangai mcm tua.. hadoiii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak jenis jugak la yg dia reject. Last2 dia berkenan kat flat show hitam ada reben bunga. Aku pun berkenan gak, sbb pakai rasa selesa, rupa pun kiut, &lt;b&gt;sesuai sgt la dgn seluar jeans yg aku pakai pada masa tu&lt;/b&gt;.... *aku kena highlight perkataan ini*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment of truthnya ialah bila tiba hari kerja. Aku masuk lif pejabat. Dalam lif tu kan kelilingnya berdinding cermin, jadi boleh nampak full view, atas bawah, depan belakang. Biasala, bila sorang2 kita je dlm lif, kena la belek2 diri sendiri. Bila lagi nak perasan vain kan? *hahahhaha....* Dah punya skema aku bertudung dan berbaju kurung, tiba kat kasut - flat shoe bereben bunga! AAaaaaa.... sungguh tak sesuai! Tidakkkkkk.....!!!! Tak matching langsung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, hujung minggu ni aku nak cari flat shoe lain. Flat shoe yg skema dan macho! Kepada&amp;nbsp;flat shoe bereben bunga, mu jgn kecik ati eh..&amp;nbsp;:P&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/10616918-764983809703796411?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/764983809703796411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=764983809703796411&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/764983809703796411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/764983809703796411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/10/flat-shoe-bereben-bunga.html' title='flat shoe bereben bunga'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3553208509796213814</id><published>2011-10-07T14:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T16:07:59.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syawal'/><title type='text'>oktober 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iy8p2Z_A-cg/To6QIYRZ9OI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/-K0_CQb8JpQ/s1600/sep11_1mb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iy8p2Z_A-cg/To6QIYRZ9OI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/-K0_CQb8JpQ/s320/sep11_1mb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(klik gambar untuk besarkan)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aku cuba nak upload gambar ke FB, tapi asyik gagal aje.. dengan networknya yg lembab, or it's just me being easily distracted? hahahahhahaha.... tak kuasa nak menunggu lama2 depan pc. Baik tido....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan syawal pun dah habis, nak cerita pasal raya pun dah takde perasaan. Tapi aku nak post sesuatu di hari ini sebab semalam 6 Oct 2011, ada dua berita yg terkesan pada diri aku:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Steve Jobs dah mati. Iyer, aku keje bahagian r&amp;amp;d. Aku menghargai org2 begini, org2 yg kreatif berinovasi dan laku pulak produknya serata dunia. Top mgmt yg tahu teknikal dan tahu arah kompeni ke mana. Kalau asyik takut rugi dan setakat keluarkan satu prototaip, adehhh letih ai. Kot la kita tanya engineers kat Apple tu, berapa banyak diorg buat prototype segala Mac dan segala iEverything sebelum finalised jadik produk komersial, mau berpuluh agaknya. Dah ler hardware &amp;amp; software diorg punya sendiri &amp;amp; customised, bukan jenis beli/pakai aje apa2 yg ada. Jadi kesimpulannya, jauh lagi ler kompeni aku ni nak jadik mcm Apple. Ciku pun belum tentu agaknya...&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Aku bukan pengguna produk Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;Rang Undang-Undang Pembangunan Kampong Bharu 2011 (RUU PPKB 2011) telah diluluskan di Parlimen. Aku nak tengok apa yg nak dibangunkan di kawasan tersebut.. fuhhhh.... &amp;nbsp;sekaki tanah mau ribu2 harganya tu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3553208509796213814?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3553208509796213814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3553208509796213814&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3553208509796213814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3553208509796213814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/10/oktober-2011.html' title='oktober 2011'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iy8p2Z_A-cg/To6QIYRZ9OI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/-K0_CQb8JpQ/s72-c/sep11_1mb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2733702944856883413</id><published>2011-10-04T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T09:20:13.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>lepas raya</title><content type='html'>Ngaper eks, kalau kita jauh dari pc/laptop, ada mcm banyak je mende nak post kat blog. Konon2 sentimental habih utk dicoretkan buat kenangan. Tapi bila ada masa ngadap pc mcm ni, tetiba taktau pulak nak tulis apa? benci kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: kalau setakat letak satu ayat mcm ni, baik aku update status kat FB je. haihhhh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2733702944856883413?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2733702944856883413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2733702944856883413&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2733702944856883413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2733702944856883413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/10/lepas-raya.html' title='lepas raya'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-990674550083270338</id><published>2011-08-26T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T13:40:26.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syawal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>salam aidilfitri 1432H</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ramadhan 1432H sudah hampir ke penghujungnya. Alhamdulillah, tahun ini Iman dan Iqbal tekun berpuasa, bangun sahur pun mudah, langsung takde komplen. Ayu pun boleh tahan jugakla, walaupun kami galakkan dia berpuasa sama seperti Iman dan Iqbal, tapi takdelah terlalu memaksa. Tapi Ayu nampak gigih jugaklah, cuma bila dah petang mulalah mengadu lapar &amp;amp; haus.. hehehhe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, dan rajin juga abang Iman tolong set-up gelas dan piring bila waktu nak berbuka... dan lepas makan, masing2 pandai kemas meja.. tahun depan dah boleh tolong basuh pinggan la kot? hahahha... dan tahun satu lagi dah boleh tolong masak... wuhuuu!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRQbkms85s0/TlcopyHkYeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IfICxsF2Wbw/s1600/RET_2-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRQbkms85s0/TlcopyHkYeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IfICxsF2Wbw/s320/RET_2-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Taqabbalallahu minnaa wa minkum (&lt;i&gt;Semoga Allah menerima (amal ibadah) dari kami dan dari kamu semua&lt;/i&gt;). Ja’alanallahu wa iyyakum minal aidin wal faizin (&lt;i&gt;semoga Allah menjadikan kami dan anda sebagai orang-orang yang kembali (kepada fitrah) dan beruntung (menang))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Bergambar di kedai gambar pada minggu ke-2 berpuasa sbb berkobar nak sambut raya. Oh, muka masing2 terlebih touch-up sampai tahi lalat si Iqbal kat dagu pun habih hilang... heheheh... licin kan muka ku? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-990674550083270338?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/990674550083270338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=990674550083270338&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/990674550083270338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/990674550083270338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/08/salam-aidilfitri-1432h.html' title='salam aidilfitri 1432H'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRQbkms85s0/TlcopyHkYeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IfICxsF2Wbw/s72-c/RET_2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2609378840176935250</id><published>2011-08-17T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T08:36:24.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>antara chong wei dan gigi ayu</title><content type='html'>Ahad yg lepas mesti ramai yg tercongok depan tv menonton final badminton WC2011, kan? Aku pun. Tapi aku takleh nak konsentret. Si Ayu sibuk dengan gigi dia yg dah goyang (lagi sikitttt je nak tercabut). Aku nak tolong cabutkan, dia takmo. Kecohnya yg lebih, kejap ngadap cermin belek gigi, kejap terguling2 atas katil, kejap merengek kat aku cakap giginya sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last2 aku ikatkan benang kat gigi dia, suruh dia tarik benang tu kuat2 sambil bagi dia kata2 motivasi yg penuh dgn unsur2 ugutan *heh heh*.. Tak lama lepas tu, entah apa yg si Ayu tu termenung (atau baca jampi?) kat bilik, tiba2 dia jerit bagitau dia dah berjaya cabut gigi sendiri. Yey, berjaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ0NIDgw2pA/TkxdOOuSQxI/AAAAAAAAA1E/fo-QcFhOZVk/s1600/14082011200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ0NIDgw2pA/TkxdOOuSQxI/AAAAAAAAA1E/fo-QcFhOZVk/s320/14082011200.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peace kat Chong Wei, bcoz Ayu won her fight over sebatang gigi! heheheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, tahniah jugak kat Lee Chong Wei, walaupun tak dapat jadi juara, tapi dia bermain sungguh2. Perlawanan yg sgt menarik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2609378840176935250?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2609378840176935250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2609378840176935250&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2609378840176935250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2609378840176935250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/08/antara-chong-wei-dan-gigi-ayu.html' title='antara chong wei dan gigi ayu'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ0NIDgw2pA/TkxdOOuSQxI/AAAAAAAAA1E/fo-QcFhOZVk/s72-c/14082011200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3899720097620323385</id><published>2011-08-15T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:05:12.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>kena kejar dek singa</title><content type='html'>Lain kali lepas sahur &amp;amp; subuh, kalau nak tido balik tu bacalah apa2 yg patut. Kan dah tak pasal2 aku mimpi kena kena kejar dek singa. Iyer, singa yg garang dengan rambutnya mengerbang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula2 aku mimpi aku pergi kedai beli barang. Tgh membelek2 barang2 kat kedai, tetiba keadaan jadik kecoh dan semua orang bertempiaran lari. Katanya ada singa terlepas kandang. Aku boleh nampak singa tu di seberang jalan, dan bunyi dia mendengus punyalah kuat! Aku pun ikut sama lari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetiba aku dah kat dalam kelas (bangunan sekolah, pagar dawai keliling warna hijau). Sekelip mata, singa tu dah ada depan pintu kelas. Aku dan ada 2-3 org lagi cuba tutup pintu kelas, dan lari keluar ikut tingkap. Tapi bukan tingkap biasa, ini tingkap kecik. Boleh pulak badan aku muat menyelit kat tingkap angin yg kat atas dekat dgn siling tu. *Oh, rupanya dalam mimpi ni aku kurus. yey*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi sekali aku bertempiaran lari, siap panjat pagar sekolah, dan berlari ke sekolah sebelah. Tapi singa tu tetap dapat cari aku, singa tu jalan relek aje lenggang lenggok sambil mengaum kuat. Aku je yg lari mcm nak rak. Bila aku dah penat lari, aku pun terfikir, 'La... inikan mimpi aje. Apesal la aku tak bangun? Kalau bangun kan senang, habih cerita.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun tersedar daripada tido. Aku tengok laki aku tgh berdengkur baik punya kat sebelah telinga aku. Yup, yg bunyi singa tu la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hampeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3899720097620323385?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3899720097620323385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3899720097620323385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3899720097620323385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3899720097620323385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/08/kena-kejar-dek-singa.html' title='kena kejar dek singa'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-8601922402786467718</id><published>2011-08-07T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T08:39:47.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>major PaRam</title><content type='html'>Kalau semalam kami masak besar-besaran, hari ini (ahad) beli makanan besar-besaran jugak. Hahhahaha... (Konon2 nak boikot PaRam, seminggu je la bertahan. heh heh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah alang2 nak ke PaRam,, kami terus ke area Stadium Shah Alam. Sungguh puas hati, semua ada. Iqbal nak nasi beriyani. Iman nak nasi ayam. Ayu nak kuewtiau goreng. Done. Makanan sampingan utk diorg ialah roti boom, potato spring &amp;amp; apam balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku &amp;amp; hubby pulak carik nasi ambeng, sayur pecal &amp;amp; rojak singapura (aku nak rojak asma, tapi takde. Dapat rojak singapura pun boleh la...). Beli kuih sejenis aje iaitu karipap panas yg digoreng di situ juga, dan beli air teh bunga dua bungkus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir cerita: makanan semua habis dibedal kami anak beranak, kecuali apam balik. Iman &amp;amp; Iqbal kata nak makan sahur nanti. Komen ttg makanan yg dibeli tadi: Nasi ayam sedap cuma supnya masin. Nasi beriyani sedap. Kuewtiau gorengnya pedas sikit. Nasi ambeng 'kureng' sebab lauk ayam masak kicap dah habis, ada ayam goreng aje. Yg lain2 tu, mmg sedap jugak la (kalau tak sedap, mesti aku dah kutuk2 giler2 kan? hahahahha..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-8601922402786467718?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/8601922402786467718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=8601922402786467718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8601922402786467718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8601922402786467718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/08/major-param.html' title='major PaRam'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Seksyen 13, 40000 Shah Alam, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.081338640905467 101.54923133071907</georss:point><georss:box>3.069280640905467 101.53795933071906 3.093396640905467 101.56050333071907</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1902804805254464086</id><published>2011-08-03T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T08:54:33.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>ramadhan almubarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[PUASA]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu secara paksa rela telah 'terpuasa' pada hari semalam. Walaupun dia gigih bangun sahur bersama2 dgn abang2nya, dia mcm tak ikhlas je nak mula berpuasa. Jadi, utk tidak terlalu memaksa, aku dah bagitau cikgu dia yg Ayu boleh minum air kalau dia haus. Tapi bukan sampai sekolah aje boleh terus minum air. Hanya waktu tengah hari yg dibenarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam, bila aku ambik Ayu kat tadika dia, Ayu datang mengadu kat aku, 'Omi, Ayu haus! Cikgu tak bagi minum air!' Cikgu Ayu cakap, mmg saje je dia tak bagi. Ada jugak si Ayu mintak air, tapi cikgu buat taktau aje. Cikgu nak jugak Ayu puasa sbb Ayu nampak cergas je sepanjang hari. heheheh... Menjadi jugak taktik cikgu dia, w/pun dia dah terlepek depan tv, asyik komplen 'Ayu haus' banyak kali, tapi dapat jugak berpuasa penuh sampai waktu berbuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun kalau boleh nak Ayu puasa. Aku takut dgn selera makan dia, punyalah kuat makan sampai badan dia makin bulat! Nak cari baju kurung ready-made pun susah sbb badan dia saiz budak 8 thn, tapi pendek. Macam mana tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Ayu dapat puasa hampir penuh tahun ni. Tahun depan dah 7 thn, mmg nak tak nak kena puasa la jugak. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[PERCAYA]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku teringat keletah si Ayu ni. Sabtu lepas aku ada beli HoneyStar sekotak besar. Dia suruh bukak kotak tu sbb katanya ada mainan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omi: Mana ada mainan la Ayu, takde tulis pun kat depan kotak ni.&lt;br /&gt;Ayu: Ada! Abang Iqbal cakap ada.&lt;br /&gt;Omi: Ye la tu... Antara Omi dgn Abg Iqbal, cakap siapa yg Ayu percaya?&lt;br /&gt;Ayu: Abg Iqbal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hadoi... omi tidak terkata....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1902804805254464086?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1902804805254464086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1902804805254464086&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1902804805254464086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1902804805254464086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadhan-almubarak.html' title='ramadhan almubarak'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6499480053617797814</id><published>2011-07-16T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T17:47:32.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>selamat berhujung minggu</title><content type='html'>Semalam, aku layan dua movies sekaligus: Harry Potter 7 part II (tengok sorang2) dan Transformers 3 (berdua). Aku macam pening2 dan mabuk lepas habis menonton wayang. Tu pun ada hati nak selitkan jugak tengok 'Tolong Awek Aku Pontianak'. hahahhahaha... giler overdose!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, aku rasa mcm nak tengok cerita HP tu sekali lagi la... mcm tak puas dan tak sempat nak 'digest' semua babak dalam filem tu... (tapi sebenarnya aku keluar sekejap ke toilet pada pertengahan cerita, sejuk giler ok! tak pasal2 aku rugi 5 minit waktu tayangan! benci!). Oh, cik abangku tak tengok lagi cerita tu, boleh la ayang temankan yek. harhahrahrhahrah...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: ini adalah post untuk mencukupkan kuota bulan ini. harap maklum. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6499480053617797814?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6499480053617797814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6499480053617797814&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6499480053617797814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6499480053617797814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/07/selamat-berhujung-minggu.html' title='selamat berhujung minggu'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2800454763598446943</id><published>2011-06-03T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:55:50.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inner peace</title><content type='html'>Isnin lepas kami sekeluarga menonton Kungfu Panda 2 in 3D.. giler &amp;amp; kelakar! Rasa mcm nak tengok ulang2 je (terpaksa tunggu keluar DVD dulu). Gambar animasi + movie effect pun lawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, scene yg kelakar giler pada aku masa si Po jerit2 dari atas bumbung konon2 semangat nak lawan, padahal org jahat tak dengar apa sbb jauh.. hahahhahaha.... dan scene dia baling topi konon2 nak putuskan rantai besi yg ikat d'Furious 5, tapi tak sampai kemana pun topi tu! hahahhah.... *gelak guling2* Love u lah Po! Lagi satu masa semua kungfu team nyorok bawah patung naga yg panjang tu, and telan wolf sekor2 dan keluar kat bawah ekor mcm berak! hahahhahah... kelakar gak! dan juga masa shifu 'menggigil' badan mengenangkan masa dia kena latih Po dulu... hehehehhe... trauma giler rupanya shifu.. hahahhahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'm in peace. Alhamdulillah. Iyer, aku garang kat anak2, mengamuk bila baju kotor sbb penat nak sental, membebel bila mainan bersepah2. Tapi bila nak tido malam, aku bersyukur sbb anak2 aku sihat tubuh badan dan aktif, tu pasal la baju kotor macam kain buruk lap lantai. Aku bersyukur dapat jengah keluarga di kampung, paling tidak sebulan sekali.. mak aku &amp;amp; in-laws alhamdulillah sihat. Aku paling bersyukur sebab ada juga orang yg sayang kat aku *ehem..ehem*.. hingga masuk tahun ini dah 10thn rupanya usia perkahwinan kami (pada 18 May yg lalu) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-evf4yzak3jE/Teh0gVCewsI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ABZiQ-1a-jw/s1600/20110500002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-evf4yzak3jE/Teh0gVCewsI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ABZiQ-1a-jw/s320/20110500002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hadiah daripada suami tersayang sempena ulangtahun perkahwinan kami yg ke-10.. kompilasi lagu2 yg dikongsi bersama sejak mula kami berkawan (tapi dulu dia bagi kaset aje.. hehhehe... maklumla, dulu mp3 takde lagi, CD pun baru nak glamer), hinggalah kami berkahwin.. Lagu2 inilah yg menemani aku pergi balik kerja sekarang.. jem pun takpe, kita layannnn... :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2800454763598446943?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2800454763598446943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2800454763598446943&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2800454763598446943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2800454763598446943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/06/inner-peace.html' title='inner peace'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-evf4yzak3jE/Teh0gVCewsI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ABZiQ-1a-jw/s72-c/20110500002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-8143661726580734257</id><published>2011-04-22T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:42:40.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>majulah sukan untuk negara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dah macam iklan kempen kat tv RTM dolu-dolu daaaa... heh heh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Setiap tahun, tadika2 Pasti akan mengadakan pertandingan netball &amp;amp; futsal untuk setiap kawasan masing2. Of coz cikgu akan ambil budak2 6thn utk mewakili tadika. Yelah, dah besar.. senang sikit nak faham arahan.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku kagum jugak dgn usaha cikgu2 ni. Cubalah bayangkan, org dewasa pun susah nak faham peraturan main netball, ni lagi mau explain kat budak2 enam tahun? Dah le peraturan netball ni cerewet, takleh pegang bola lama, takleh masuk kawasan org lain, takleh gerak kaki kalau dapat bola, takleh itu takleh ini.... aduhaiii.. itu baru konsep dan peraturan, but a team is a team. Netball is teamwork's efforts. Kalau futsal tu, dapat sorang striker insyaAllah dah boleh tendang bola masuk gol. Netball 's not that easy, at least ada tiga kali passing bola baru boleh shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futsal pulak, mmg la nampak mudah sbb boleh main belasah sepak bola ramai2, tapi cuba terangkan strategy nak menang kat budak2 ni, konsep 'attack &amp;amp; defend'. Which was totally useless sbb aku tengok both teams beramai2 kejar bola, dan ikut je bola mana pergi! hahahahahha... kelakar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Setiap perlawanan tak lama; 5min main, tukar gol, then another 5 mins. Tapi itupun dah cukup kelam kelibut. Since Ayu masuk game netball, mcm2 perangai yg aku perhatikan. Ada budak yg blur, yg termenung, lost.. tangkap bola pun tak reti. Tapi ada jugak budak yg betul2 ada bakat: baling bola elok, tangkap bola cantik, pandai cari kawan yg kosong utk pass bola.. dan especially shooter for netball, ada yg very sharp, shoot terus masuk ke dlm jaring! respek la. Cikgu2 dan makbapak jgn cakap le, terjerit2 memekik2 kat tepi gelanggang. Budak2 yg main tu mana ada dengarnya kalau bising mcm tu kan? hahahahahha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyKnVlcTILc/TbAu1y_e_HI/AAAAAAAAA0s/IQYkAtk8OhM/s400/20110417.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atas: &lt;i&gt;1st game - Ayu jadik 'centre' merangkap kapten pasukan. Tapi dia selalu terus pass bola kat GS sebaik wisel bunyik, mmg salah besar la...tapi, dah dia nampak GS je yg kosong, kan... heh heh..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengah: &lt;i&gt;Team Ayu kalah peringkat final, jadi naib johan pun dah ok. Tahniah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bawah: &lt;i&gt;Ayu &amp;amp; her friends.&amp;nbsp;Ayu demam sebenarnya, tapi dia yg beriya-iya nak main netball jugak. Fuh, kuat betul semangat budak ni..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0HX4pxWKOjE/TbAwIvS6ToI/AAAAAAAAA00/ETiwY1LCvZs/s1600/17042011144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0HX4pxWKOjE/TbAwIvS6ToI/AAAAAAAAA00/ETiwY1LCvZs/s320/17042011144.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pandai jugak GK tepis bola.. tapi apesal beramai2 kumpul dalam D ni?? hahahahha... belasah je la...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVGMOZz2WXc/TbAwgdNYE3I/AAAAAAAAA04/mXJ1hW2GtoE/s1600/16042011135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVGMOZz2WXc/TbAwgdNYE3I/AAAAAAAAA04/mXJ1hW2GtoE/s320/16042011135.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A day before.. watched Rio in 3D @ ioi mall :D&lt;/i&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/10616918-8143661726580734257?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/8143661726580734257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=8143661726580734257&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8143661726580734257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8143661726580734257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/04/majulah-sukan-untuk-negara.html' title='majulah sukan untuk negara'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyKnVlcTILc/TbAu1y_e_HI/AAAAAAAAA0s/IQYkAtk8OhM/s72-c/20110417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-4210775302209753744</id><published>2011-04-05T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T20:56:03.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>ayu's 6th bday (12 Mac)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pagi2 lagi Ayu dah ke padang Kg. Sri Aman Puchong (org kata, tasik dan lombong sekitar Kg Sri Aman ni ada buaya, tapi taktau la betul ke tak) untuk menyertai acara sukaneka anjuran Pasti kawasan Puchong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQaJLhKB2gk/TZrIW7k3qCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ppsDp96MQPo/s1600/20110312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQaJLhKB2gk/TZrIW7k3qCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ppsDp96MQPo/s400/20110312.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;#1 &amp;amp; #2: Acara baling belon, pasukan Ayu menang bergaya.. takde satu belon pun yg jatuh, jadik awal2 lagi dah menang :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;#3: &amp;nbsp;Acara susun tin. Ayu peserta akhir, tapi tin tu jatuh la pulak, terpaksa dia susun balik semua... yg ni kalah teruk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;#4: Acara lari ulat bulu.. hehehhehe... Ayu jadik kepala ulat bulu, punyalah laju lari, tercicir kawan kat belakang... tapi menang pulak.. hahahah... b'day luck dia kot.. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last sekali.. gambar kek ayu, dia pilih sendiri.. kartun ninja turtle.. &amp;nbsp;bawak balik kampung, makan ramai2..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_wbL3HQ_Ew/TZrIje2O-VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/flfsOCc53Do/s1600/14032011113_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_wbL3HQ_Ew/TZrIje2O-VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/flfsOCc53Do/s400/14032011113_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hadiah Ayu utk diri sendiri (beli guna duit sendiri tu... kerana omi agak kedekut, takmo belikan mainan banyak2.. hihihihi... saje biar dia belajar pasal duit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvfo_fUOmcM/TZrIoMu1DZI/AAAAAAAAA0k/P2CCKr8lAj0/s1600/14032011115_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvfo_fUOmcM/TZrIoMu1DZI/AAAAAAAAA0k/P2CCKr8lAj0/s400/14032011115_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mokde belanja makan kat PizzaHut... dah lama betul kitorg tak makan pizzahut, selalu kalau teringin nak makan pizza, kitorg order domino's ajer... sedap betul pizza prawn king &amp;amp; spaghetti meatballs... mungkin sebab faktor lapar + orang belanja... hehehehhe... yummmeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRyL-PGGR8w/TZrIrWpQMuI/AAAAAAAAA0o/dPr8qM-oSRs/s1600/14032011116_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRyL-PGGR8w/TZrIrWpQMuI/AAAAAAAAA0o/dPr8qM-oSRs/s400/14032011116_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hadiah birthday buat Ayu... Hello Kitty house set.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-4210775302209753744?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/4210775302209753744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=4210775302209753744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4210775302209753744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4210775302209753744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/04/ayus-6th-bday-12-mac.html' title='ayu&apos;s 6th bday (12 Mac)'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQaJLhKB2gk/TZrIW7k3qCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ppsDp96MQPo/s72-c/20110312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-549382597931307157</id><published>2011-03-17T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:49:26.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7habits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>abundance mindset</title><content type='html'>Pertama kali aku jumpa dan berkenalan dgn perkataan tersebut ialah semasa aku pergi kursus '7 habbits of highly effective ppl'. Ikut yg aku faham, 'abundance mentality' ialah apabila kita merasakan sesuatu (material, resources, opportunity, chances etc) adalah cukup utk semua (diri, keluarga, masyarakat sedunia hingga ke cucu cicit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada satu iklan yg memaparkan sikap 'abundance mentality' iaitu iklan susu formula - seorang kanak2 yg mendapat idea utk membahagi-bahagikan kek yg kecil kepada setiap kawan2nya. Apalah sgt kek sekecil itu, ye tak? Tapi itulah sikap dan hasil yg positif bila kita berasakan cukup untuk semua. Last2 semua dapat, dan semua gembira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orang yg memiliki minda seperti ini mempunyai nilai2 kemanusian yang hebat. Pada aku, inilah salah satu ciri2 yg dituntut dlm Islam apabila kita memperkatakan tentang 'HablumMinanNas'. Mengapa kita diwajibkan berzakat, dan disunatkan bersedekah. Mengapa kita disuruh bersikap adil (meletakkan sesuatu pada tempatnya), bukan zalim. Mengapa kita dilarang bersikap tamak dan membazir. Mengapa kita dilarang mengambil sesuatu yg bukan hak kita. Dan mcm2 lagi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lawan kepada 'abundance mindset' ini ialah 'scarcity mindset'. Senang je nak spot orang mcm ni, pergi aje lah jamuan buffet, yg jenis ambil banyak2 bertimbun2 tapi tak habih makan. Itu lah dia. Atau jenis yg memotong2 Q, mcm dia sorang aje nak cepat. Atau jenis dengki tak pasal2, tak boleh tengok orang lain berjaya/gembira. Pada diorg ni, hidup diorg hanya gembira/berjaya jika org lain gagal. Atau tengok aje la pemimpin yg jenis kumpul harta utk diri sendiri, hinggakan hak2 rakyat pun dikautnya sekali. Kalau yang berniaga tu, dah untung nak lebih untung..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mengapa aku menulis tentang 'abundance mindset' ni? Kerana aku tersentuh hati melihat warga jepun. Di kala ditimpa kesusahan bencana alam, dengan gempabuminya, dengan tsunaminya, dengan keadaan sejuk ribut salji, dengan loji nuklear yg terbakar. Tapi, mereka tetap tenang, berdisplin, tolong menolong, tidak membuat onar. Pemilik kedai menyediakan makan minum percuma, peniaga&amp;nbsp;menurunkan harga barangan, setiap org cuba menyumbang sesuatu w/pun sedikit utk meringankan beban org lain. Inilah dia contoh 'abundance mentality' yang amat nyata dan perlu dicontohi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan aku berasa malu sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: for more info&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.positivityblog.com/index.php/2008/01/30/how-to-create-an-abundance-mentality/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/10616918-549382597931307157?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/549382597931307157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=549382597931307157&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/549382597931307157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/549382597931307157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/03/abundance-mindset.html' title='abundance mindset'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-46187859603919103</id><published>2011-03-09T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:26:15.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>High-Pressure Preschools: How Much Is Too Much? - DivineCaroline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.divinecaroline.com/22119/111712-high-pressure-preschools-too-much"&gt;High-Pressure Preschools: How Much Is Too Much? - DivineCaroline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mmg tak setuju kalau bebudak tadika dipaksa menulis huruf-huruf hingga sesempurna-sempurna nya. Pada aku diorg mmg perlu mengenal abjad, nombor dan benda. Boleh menulis ayat2 asas. Boleh mengira 1-10, boleh membaca perkataan/ayat yg sesuai dgn usia. Belajar asas solat, belajar doa2 mudah, belajar bermain secara berkumpulan, belajar bersukan, belajar mewarna dan melukis. Dan apa2 aktiviti yg sesuai dgn umur mereka. Tetapi bukan menyalin huruf demi huruf. Jangankan budak, aku sendiri tengok pun nak muntah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, mmg ada anak2 yg berbakat, yg boleh menguasai skil-skil ini pada usia lebih muda drpd rakan sebaya. Tapi tak semua. Apa yg aku perhatikan anak2 aku, masing2 ada level sendiri. Iman agak cekap menguasai pergerakan motor; daripada meniarap, merangkak dan dapat berjalan pada usia 11 bulan. Pada usianya setahun lebih dia dah boleh fokus dan menendang bola tepat pada sasaran, 2 ke 3 thn, bermain bowling mainan pun dah pandai 'strike', 5 tahun dah boleh menulis abjad rumi &amp;amp; jawi tanpa pergi ke sekolah. 6 tahun dah boleh bermain badminton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami masukkan Iman tadika yg tak berjenama pada usianya 6 thn. W/pun tadika ni tiada jenama, tapi gurunya (owner tadika) berpengalaman dalam mendidik anak2 pra-sekolah. Awal2 lagi cikgu tu dah bagitau, kat tadika tu tiada peperiksaan, semua anak2 diajar ikut kemampuan masing2. Kerjarumah mmg langsung takde, Iman pun gembira je pergi sekolah. Masuk darjah 1 pun happy jer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for Iqbal, mmg jauh beza. Secara kasarnya, nampak Iqbal ni lebih lasak, lebih aktif. Tapi lambat dari segi pergerakan 'fine motor'; tendang bola ke mana, baling bola melencong jauh. Aku agak heran la sbb masa Iman senang aje buat mende2 ni semua, aku ingat semua budak boleh buat mende yg sama. Tersasar jauh rupanya aku. Oleh kerana aku berpindah kerja, aku masukkan Iqbal ke tadika lain pada umurnya 6thn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niat cikgu tu betul, sebab Iqbal ada masalah menulis abjad (bertambah dgn isu kidalnya), Iqbal diberi latihan yg cukup banyak utk menulis huruf2 jawi dan rumi. Yup, aku pun paksa juga dia buat h/work sbb nak suruh dia prektis menulis. Sampailah bila dah pertengahan tahun, dan aku tengok Iqbal dah boleh menulis dgn betul (w/pun kadang2 huruf terbalik) tapi cikgu masih suruh buat mende yg sama, aku pun mengambil tindakan drastik dgn menyembunyikan buku2 latihan tersebut. Hahaha... aku telah menggunakan kuasa veto aku sebagai ibu. Pada aku cukup2lah tu. Menulis ialah skill sepanjang hayat, dia ada banyak masa lagi utk prektis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada aku, terserahlah kepada ibubapa fikir mana yg terbaik utk anak. Mmg kita nak pendidikan yg terbaik utk anak, tapi takmolah sampai tertekan tak pasal2. Yg penting diorg gembira dan suka belajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Iqbal pun dah darjah 2 skrg, tulisan pun dah lawa. Dah boleh main badminton sama2 w/pun aku tengok dia mcm kekok je pegang raket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-46187859603919103?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/46187859603919103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=46187859603919103&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/46187859603919103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/46187859603919103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/03/high-pressure-preschools-how-much-is.html' title='High-Pressure Preschools: How Much Is Too Much? - DivineCaroline'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-8702044729529219965</id><published>2011-03-01T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T15:48:08.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>1Q report</title><content type='html'>alahai.. kesian pulak blog aku dah mcm terbiar jek. aku malas nak jenguk blog sendiri sebab takde sapa rajin tolong upate! *hahahha... boleh ke?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dua bulan dah berlalu, dah macam2 yg berlaku:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Iman]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman nampak lebih matang tahun ni, senang bangun pagi, pandai uruskan diri dan dah pandai godek2 kat dapur. I dun mind diorg nak makan atau minum apa pun kat dapur tu, cuma kemas balik bila dah sudah tu. Kalau tak, omi mulalah start engine membebel dan berleter..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baju sekolah Iman pun tak kotor sgt, maknanya dia dah tak buat aktiviti bergumpal di sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;Daripada segi pelajaran nampak dia boleh bawak, so ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Iqbal]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mengamuk giler tengok baju sekolah agama budak ini rupa mcm kain buruk lap lantai! OMG! Boleh pulak dia menjawab, 'Takpe omi, Iqbal basuhlah sendiri nanti!' Amboi... amboii! Sebagai denda, no playing PC games during weekends, nak tumpang tengok pon tak boleh! Dan satu lagi denda, kena berus sendiri baju yg kotor tu sampai bersih. Tau pulak penat lepas sental baju. Habis, ingat omi ni tak penat? Ambek ko.. kalau buat lagi lepas ni taktau la nak kata apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On studies: agak lemah dalam memahami soalan. In fact i dun think he read them at all. He just glanced over the questions, lepas tu jawab sesuka hati. Tak kira subjek apa, BM, BI, MT, P/Islam.. semua mcm tu... haiii budak ni, tolongggggg lah baca soalan tu... Tak minat membaca? Tak jugak, ok je dia baca buku, lebih2 lagi kalau buku yg dia suka tu, sampai lunyai dia belek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-goxLbJF3d1E/TWyLvPSMTEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/mdWKxPu_6K0/s1600/16022011078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-goxLbJF3d1E/TWyLvPSMTEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/mdWKxPu_6K0/s320/16022011078.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Terima kasih, Iqbal :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Ayu]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's doing fine in her study (ok la tu, level tadika je pun.. heheheh... ulang2 balik mende yg sama), I'm now helping her read books in English. Tapi, budak ni ada sedikit mengada2 dan over, contohnya: taknak kemas mainan sendiri, malas kemas tilam bantal sendiri, bila kena marah bukan main merajuknya.&amp;nbsp;Yg herannya bila aku berleter kat abang2 dia, boleh pulak dia tumpang sekaki konon2 dia la yg paling baik &amp;amp; rajin kat rumah tu *cehhhh!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lagi satu, minah sorang ni suka campurkan realiti + fantasi. Bila dengar cerita yg disampaikan, sila tanya dan siasat betul2.. contoh seperti di bawah (kejadian hujung minggu yg lalu):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu *sambil garu2 kepala dgn rambut serabai - tanda2 penat nak tido* mengadu: &lt;i&gt;omi, abg iqbal kacau ayu!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omi *dah tau tektik dia* jenguk bilik: &lt;i&gt;Aik? Bila kala abg iqbal kacau? Elok je abg iman &amp;amp; abg iqbal main chess tu?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu *purak2 sedih nak menangis*: &lt;i&gt;Iyer, abg iqbal kacau ayu. Hari tu.... semalam!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omi *malas nak layan*: &lt;i&gt;Itu semalam, takde cakap pun?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu: &lt;i&gt;Tapi abg iqbal + abg iman tak ajak ayu main chess sama2..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ok, itu la masalah sebenarnya kan...* Omi: &lt;i&gt;Main chess mmg la dua org je, mcm mana nak main chess sampai tiga org?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana aku tak layan dan buat2 sibuk sidai baju... si Ayu pun membebel2 entah dia cakap apa... Tak lama lepas tu, aku tengok dia dah tergolek tido kat atas katil.... haiyaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rZxbg2RY9XI/TWyLyJ1w6oI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/1mIIMIRROfo/s1600/15022011077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rZxbg2RY9XI/TWyLyJ1w6oI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/1mIIMIRROfo/s320/15022011077.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Acara mewarna utk kanak2 sempena majlis maulidurrasul di tadika Ayu. Ayu tak bawak kaler, jadik dia pinjam kaler kawan dia, Ebi. Tapi aku tengok berborak je lebih budak dua orang ni (nun di hujung sana).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-8702044729529219965?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/8702044729529219965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=8702044729529219965&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8702044729529219965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8702044729529219965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/03/1q-report.html' title='1Q report'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-goxLbJF3d1E/TWyLvPSMTEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/mdWKxPu_6K0/s72-c/16022011078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-7046473993213673343</id><published>2011-02-12T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:15:38.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>feb2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love February. Especially this one particular day. heh heh.. *hint*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gieT5mo-E60/TVZPRQDw6OI/AAAAAAAAA0E/r86M1QD5sro/s1600/bday_cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gieT5mo-E60/TVZPRQDw6OI/AAAAAAAAA0E/r86M1QD5sro/s400/bday_cake.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meredah MidValley utk aktiviti jalan2 cari makan bersama suami tersayang (ceh.. ceh... romantiknyaaa). Perasan jadik org Italy kali ini, jadi kita pergi Italiannies. Menu: Hot cappuccino, iced macchiato, cheese pizza, spaghetti &amp;amp; ayam (dah lupa nama menu sbb pelik bebenar, padahal rupa mcm chicken chop with some spices + spaghetti sauce + more cheese). Bought a cake at CakeSense to celebrate my bday with kids later that night (chocolate mousse cake). Oleh kerana berasa agak tamak, aku beli sepotong tiramisu (yummyyyyy!) dan fruit mousse cake juga (double yummmiesss!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89R3O0EQwFc/TVZPcKl-fKI/AAAAAAAAA0I/NWc2Jkdugow/s1600/20110203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89R3O0EQwFc/TVZPcKl-fKI/AAAAAAAAA0I/NWc2Jkdugow/s400/20110203.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CNY2011: kami ke JB. Singgah DangaBay selepas kenyang perut makan kacang pool + ABC (bukan ini sahaja menunya) di Bomba. Rupanya kat DangaBay tu ada mini zoo, complete with a big, scary lion and a couple of tigers. Bior betul? Mcm tak selamat je? Aku dah terbayang kalau singa tu terlepas kandang, mau dia mengamuk kat bandar JB (sila jgn bayangkan Alex from Madagascar, itu kartun yg sgt comel!). Kitorang lepak kat kandang arnab sementara tunggu 'animal show' pkl 9pm. Kesian arnab2 tu kena kejar dek Iqbal, mau trauma agaknya. hehehhe.. maaf nyer arnab, semoga kalian panjang umur sempena tahun arnab ni :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-7046473993213673343?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/7046473993213673343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=7046473993213673343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7046473993213673343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7046473993213673343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/02/feb2011.html' title='feb2011'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gieT5mo-E60/TVZPRQDw6OI/AAAAAAAAA0E/r86M1QD5sro/s72-c/bday_cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2424625583253374145</id><published>2011-01-03T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:14:32.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>new year2011</title><content type='html'>hahahha.. tajuk je new year, tapi aku saje nak upload gambar2 'last year' yg tersimpan lama dlm henfon. boleh lah kan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TSFz35ZQMSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/uDNs7TONTdU/s1600/20100916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TSFz35ZQMSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/uDNs7TONTdU/s320/20100916.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ayu's drawings, clockwise:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. ini miniyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. oranb ambel buwah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. ini ikan dan tapak zulaiman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. ini epel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TSFz6ox8qqI/AAAAAAAAAz0/vPXrk2i-Cu4/s1600/20101126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TSFz6ox8qqI/AAAAAAAAAz0/vPXrk2i-Cu4/s320/20101126.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;atas&lt;/i&gt;: Pokok limau kasturi yg dibeli di MAHA2008, akhirnya berbunga dan berbuah bulan lepas.. yey! Status pokok2 lain? Semuanya mati. Pokok kunyit &amp;amp; pegaga tinggal separuh nyawa. huhuhuhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bawah&lt;/i&gt;: Gambar koleksi piala drpd Iman, Iqbal &amp;amp; Ayu tahun 2010. Mana nak letak ni yek.... buh dlm kotak, dan sumbat dalam gobok, boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2424625583253374145?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2424625583253374145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2424625583253374145&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2424625583253374145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2424625583253374145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year2011.html' title='new year2011'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TSFz35ZQMSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/uDNs7TONTdU/s72-c/20100916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-7170940864703377633</id><published>2010-12-24T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T15:26:42.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>update post 'cuti sekolah datang lagi'</title><content type='html'>Sedar tak sedar, tinggal lagi seminggu je cuti sekolah *sigh...*. Entah apa yg aku buat sepanjang budak2 ni takde, aku pun tak tau... yg aku ingat, me &amp;amp; hubby spent nite after nite watching dvds + makan2.. nak kata tengok wayang pun berapa kali jek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, on the updates:&lt;br /&gt;1. Baju sekolah agama teluk belanga dah beli, cuma kena trim labuh kaki &amp;amp; tangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;*Mesin jahit buat hal, tapi aku dah berjaya kelim seluar sekolah. Tinggal nak edit lengan baju dan jahit lencana + tag nama..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Aku beli kain hijau, nak jahit sendiri kain samping sekolah - aku dah  penat nak jahit cangkuk kain yg asyik tercabut. Jadi aku nak cuba jahit  getah keliling, no more cangkuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;*Langsung tak sentuh kain tu. hahahahhaha... minggu depan sempat kot. Kalau tak, hantar kedai je la... hihihihihi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Basuh beg sekolah.. Ayu dah ada beg baru - hadiah drpd sekolah tadika dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;*Beg yg koyak dah dibuang. Beg baru dah pun beli sorang satu, Iman &amp;amp; Iqbal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Basuh dan pilih baju yg elok utk dipakai tahun depan - boleh buat ganti2. Baju baru beli sorang dua pasang aje dah cukup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;*Aku simpan semua baju lama... sayang la pulak.. yang mana boleh pakai tu, pakai je la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kasut sekolah hancur... mmg kena beli baru.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;*Dah beli kat gudang Bata RM15 sepasang.. beli sorang 4 psg; 2 kasut hitam + 2 kasut putih. Stokin hitam &amp;amp; stokin putih pun dah beli. Kasut lama dah buang dengan stokin segala...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tiles kat bilik budak2 ni dah pecah.. kena la panggil org sodok jubin2 yg retak &amp;amp; tampal baru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;* Kontraktor janji nak buat minggu depan, deposit pun dah bayar. Harap2 ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Reorganize barang2 dalam almari, kemas balik mainan yg melambak tu... kemas buku2 sekolah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*Done. Hampir 1/3 jugak la barang2 termasuk majalah2, beg2, toys, bantal2 dan baju2 lama dibuang dan disedekah kat cleaner. Me &amp;amp; Hubby agreed; only things with sentimental values are kept (dalam satu kotak). Mende yg 50/50 (sorang suruh buang, sorang lagi kata sayang nak buang) tu kami simpan dulu, kalau sampai our next cleaning session tak berusik, itu tandanya mmg layak ditongsampahkan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-7170940864703377633?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/7170940864703377633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=7170940864703377633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7170940864703377633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7170940864703377633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/12/update-post-cuti-sekolah-datang-lagi.html' title='update post &apos;cuti sekolah datang lagi&apos;'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3494851585667391605</id><published>2010-12-14T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T13:30:32.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>indera kayangan</title><content type='html'>Akhirnya impian aku utk menjejakkan kaki ke Perlis tercapai. Rombongan Poksu Seni kali ini disertai oleh 18 org dewasa dan kanak2, dengan menaiki tiga buah kereta. Perjalanan ini telah dirancang berbulan2 lamanya, dan Maklang aku takleh tido seminggu sebelumnya sbb dah seronok sgt nak berjalan (dgn packing semua dah siap tu.. heh heh...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb6my6RZHI/AAAAAAAAAzo/SPVDg1U3KPU/s1600/05122010223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb6my6RZHI/AAAAAAAAAzo/SPVDg1U3KPU/s320/05122010223.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Iqbal gigih belajar naik basikal roda dua. Setengah hari prektis dah terer, puas dia pusing laman rumah Poksu aku ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujung minggu 4-5 Dec 2010 kami berkumpul di rumah Poksu Seni sbb dia buat kenduri aqiqah. Pagi Isnin kami memulakan perjalanan ke utara. Singgah Sg Dua (sebelah caltex) utk pekena mi udang dan mi ketam *habih berbintat2 la badan aku... allergy punya pasal, tapi aku tibai makan jgk*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb4InRPdmI/AAAAAAAAAzY/r8qVkICrxtg/s1600/06122010224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb4InRPdmI/AAAAAAAAAzY/r8qVkICrxtg/s320/06122010224.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mi ketam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb4zHyaiYI/AAAAAAAAAzc/TjJ8i9U8Kvg/s1600/06122010226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb4zHyaiYI/AAAAAAAAAzc/TjJ8i9U8Kvg/s320/06122010226.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mi udang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai Kangar pkl 6ptg, cuaca mendung, kabus-kabus di pergunungan bertemu awan-awan di langit MasyaAllah... bagaikan di kayangan.. cantiknya pemandangan, cuaca pun nyaman.. love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homestay yg kami duduk betul2 tepi jalan, menghadap bendang sawah padi. Tapi yg sedihnya, takde dapur gas, kami terpaksa la beli portable stove utk panaskan lauk (gulai daging salai yg dibawa dr rumah) &amp;amp; goreng telur. Ruang tamu rumah tu besar, ada dua bilik &amp;amp; tiga tandas, cuma tiada kemudahan dapur &amp;amp; mesin basuh. Maybe sebab tu harga pun murah kot RM80 jek satu malam.. nak sarapan pagi mmg senang sbb ada warung jual kuih disebelah rumah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi selasa, kami ke Gua Kelam II berpandukan GPS. Gua Kelam I ditutup sbb jambatan/titi nya runtuh akibat banjir. Kemudian, kami ke Wang Kelian. Nyesal aku tak belikan scooter utk Ayu kat sini, sbb harganya baru RM30, jenis besi boleh lipat &amp;amp; kaler pink pulak tu! argghhh,,, nyesal tak sudah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu kitorg ke Padang Besar pulak. Mak2 sedara pegi pulun shopping giler2... Aku, hubby &amp;amp; anak2 lepak kat warung makan. 1st time aku makan laksa lemak (en google kata itu laksa siam), sedap! Kuah dia pekat2 macam laksa johor, tapi warna kuning pedas2 mcm gulai cili api. Makan dgn ulam2 (taugeh, timun, pucuk mangga dan dua jenis daun apa tah) dan mihunnya jenis kasar. Aku suka! Cuma, mana nak carik kat KL/Selangor ni yek??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi Rabu, kami gerak ke Penang, singgah Sg Dua utk makan tengah hari. Kat kedai ni (opposite caltex), mi udang dia mcm mi rebus sbb campur daging. Kuey tiau goreng &amp;amp; ABC sedap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb5Dj-lPrI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Uvg_YLZUMSU/s1600/08122010227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb5Dj-lPrI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Uvg_YLZUMSU/s320/08122010227.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pemandangan belakang kedai makan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatkan nak ke Bukit Bendera, tapi sepupu aku yg kerja kat Pulau Tikus kata Bukit Bendera tutup, terus kami ke Sri Intan Tjg Bungah, mandi2 s/pool. Part ni bebudak mmg suka la... hehehhehe.... mak &amp;amp; bapak budak pun suka jugak :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb5Q28RjUI/AAAAAAAAAzk/6qWY-l9WGQ8/s1600/08122010230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb5Q28RjUI/AAAAAAAAAzk/6qWY-l9WGQ8/s320/08122010230.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sri Intan Tjg Bungah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Check out hari khamis, kami singgah pasar Chowrasta beli jeruk dan buku 2nd hand. Balik ke tanah besar melalui feri, dan terus masuk hiway PLUS utk ke rumah poksu aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmg seronok, tapi yg tak syoknya..&lt;br /&gt;1. Ingatkan kat hometsay perlis tu ada dapur &amp;amp; mesin basuh...&lt;br /&gt;2. Gua Kelam I tutup. Orang kata kat situ pemandangan lawa. Too bad,,,,&lt;br /&gt;3. Nak naik Bukit Bendera bawak anak2 tak dapat.. lain kali kot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Digicam tertinggal kat homestay itu. Keluarga angkat poksu aku dah simpankan, dan poksu aku akan ke kangar utk majlis kenduri hujung tahun ni. Cuma, entah bila aku nak gi ambik kat poksu aku...&lt;br /&gt;5. Wallet hubby tercicir kat RnR G/Semanggol. Ada org jumpa di RnR Tapah. Selamat dipulangkan kat Chow Kit.&lt;br /&gt;6. Kereta ku kena hempuk dgn motor dari depan.. ouch!&lt;br /&gt;7. Aku nak makan laksa perlis... dah habis. Perlu ke pergi sana sekali lagi? heh heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3494851585667391605?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3494851585667391605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3494851585667391605&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3494851585667391605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3494851585667391605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/12/indera-kayangan.html' title='indera kayangan'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TQb6my6RZHI/AAAAAAAAAzo/SPVDg1U3KPU/s72-c/05122010223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6596391207038274441</id><published>2010-11-22T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:19:05.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>cuti sekolah datang lagi... :)</title><content type='html'>Iman, Iqbal &amp;amp; Ayu sekarang kat kampung, mak aku yg jaga - syok la anak2 aku dapat gi jalan2 jumpa sedara mara. Mau makin tembam masing2 sbb dapat makan macam2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti tahun2 sudah, ada beberapa perkara yg perlu diselesaikan hujung tahun ni:&lt;br /&gt;1. Baju sekolah agama teluk belanga dah beli, cuma kena trim labuh kaki &amp;amp; tangan.&lt;br /&gt;2. Aku beli kain hijau, nak jahit sendiri kain samping sekolah - aku dah penat nak jahit cangkuk kain yg asyik tercabut. Jadi aku nak cuba jahit getah keliling, no more cangkuk.&lt;br /&gt;3. Basuh beg sekolah.. Ayu dah ada beg baru - hadiah drpd sekolah tadika dia.&lt;br /&gt;4. Basuh dan pilih baju yg elok utk dipakai tahun depan - boleh buat ganti2. Baju baru beli sorang dua pasang aje dah cukup...&lt;br /&gt;5. Kasut sekolah hancur... mmg kena beli baru.. &lt;br /&gt;6. Tiles kat bilik budak2 ni dah pecah.. kena la panggil org sodok jubin2 yg retak &amp;amp; tampal baru...&lt;br /&gt;7. Reorganize barang2 dalam almari, kemas balik mainan yg melambak tu... kemas buku2 sekolah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. itu je ke? rasa mcm banyak.. but glad that I've put it down.. takde la serabut sgt kepala.. semoga berjaya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6596391207038274441?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6596391207038274441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6596391207038274441&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6596391207038274441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6596391207038274441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/11/cuti-sekolah-datang-lagi.html' title='cuti sekolah datang lagi... :)'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-8079778573820231083</id><published>2010-11-01T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:48:44.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finding nemo</title><content type='html'>*nyanyi sama2 dgn ikan Dory* just keep swimming.. swimming.. swimming... swimming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! akhirnya berjaya jugakla aku habihkan kelas belajar renangku itu, sebulan lebih jugak la belajar... tapi, habih belajar je la yek, buatnya tak pandai lagi... eh, maybe bab teori boleh la skor sikit.. tapi bab prektikal mmg hampeh! hahahhahaha... aku rasa keras kejung je badan aku dalam air... i'm yet to embrace the water, be friend with the water and 'feel' the water... cellamak! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, i can now tick 'learn to swim' off my personal things-to-do list :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-8079778573820231083?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/8079778573820231083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=8079778573820231083&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8079778573820231083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8079778573820231083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/11/finding-nemo.html' title='finding nemo'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6988296034228829887</id><published>2010-10-15T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T17:01:22.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beri 'sign'</title><content type='html'>harhahrharhahrharhahrha... aku gelak tergolek... sah aku mmg takleh masuk pertandingan Jangan Lupa Lirik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan ada lagu baru 'Kalau Berpacaran' yg tgh top kat radio tu kan? alaaa... yg Ana Raffali &amp;amp; Sohaimi Mior Hassan berduet sama tu la.... *tapi mula2 aku ingatkan M.Nasir, heran gak aku apesal suara M.Nasir &lt;i&gt;bass&lt;/i&gt; sgt bunyiknya...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg part korus tu... (lirik lagu ni ada dlm akhbar H/Metro hari ni):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boleh pandang-pandang&lt;br /&gt;Jangan pegang-pegang&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sebutan 'pegang' style org Johor yaa... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duduk renggang-renggang&lt;br /&gt;Bertambah sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar malu-malu&lt;br /&gt;Biar segan-segan&lt;br /&gt;Kerna malu itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perisai &lt;/i&gt;orang beriman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaa... part '&lt;i&gt;perisai&lt;/i&gt; orang beriman' tu la... aku ingatkan '&lt;i&gt;beri sign&lt;/i&gt; orang beriman'! Dalam hati aku dah siap kutuk2 dah... siapalah penulis lirik lagu ni, mcm tak best je ayat tu... Rupa-rupanya aku yg salah dengar... hihihihihihi...... balik ni kena korek telinga, mungkin &lt;i&gt;earwax&lt;/i&gt; dah tebal sgt... hihihihihi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6988296034228829887?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6988296034228829887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6988296034228829887&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6988296034228829887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6988296034228829887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/10/beri-sign.html' title='beri &apos;sign&apos;'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1250292204391837325</id><published>2010-09-30T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:22:38.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syawal'/><title type='text'>gambar raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TKP4nayGw8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/1if008-UFmI/s1600/sep10.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="4" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TKP4nayGw8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/1if008-UFmI/s400/sep10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(klik utk lebih jelas, sila guna superpower mata anda utk meneliti setiap gambar)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaha.. orang upload gambar raya, aku pun sibuk nak upload jugak... tapi penat &lt;i&gt;(baca: malas)&lt;/i&gt; lah nak pilih2. Jadi aku selambakkan je. Senang kan? heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita raya aku tahun ni sempoi je... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ni raya kat kg aku, Tangkak. Seperti biasa, masa ini lah nak tunjuk muka kat rumah sedara mara esp. yg pangkat atuk-atuk sedara tu.. iyer la... waktu lain takdenyer nak jenguk ke apa kan.. inilah peluang nak bertanya khabar dan berbual2.. aku selalu terfikir dan cuba membayangkan, mcm mana lah atuk2 aku ni masa diorg kecik2 dulu... waktu zaman perang ke, waktu zaman darurat ke... &lt;i&gt;(Dalam bayangan dan imaginasi aku, kehidupan mereka dalam dunia hitam &amp;amp; putih. Aku terpengaruh dgn filem2 melayu lama).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya ke-2, gerak ke Pdg Lebar, kg Hubby. Mak aku, mak sedara aku, sepupu aku, family abang aku dan family makcik aku ikut sekali. Hadoii... jem la pulak jalan Rompin-Bahau! gilosss... perjalanan yg selalunya sejam setengah dari Tangkak, dah jadik 3 jam la pulak. Tak pasal2 anak abang aku, si Hadeef tu, kena kencing dlm botol. Kes emergency nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya ke-3, batuk aku makin teruk, kepala pun pening. Berehat aje... konon2 nak ke jeram Tengkek pun tak pergi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya ke 4/5, beraya di Malin Nawar/Kampar &lt;i&gt;(belah MIL)&lt;/i&gt;. Singgah makan mi rebus kat Restoren Mi Rebus Tapah &lt;i&gt;(fav. aku nih)&lt;/i&gt;. Kemudian singgah rumah Angah kat Rawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya balik Puchong.. yuhuuuu!! lega betul!! Mmg le seronok berkumpul ramai2, tapi kalau part berehat tu, kat rumah sendiri la baru boleh tido nyenyak dan berehat2. *home sweet home*. Aku mmg dari dulu kalau berkaleh tempat susah nak tido. Balik rumah mak aku sendiri pun aku restless.. adakah perlu aku angkut bantal &amp;amp; selimut setiap kali berjalan? hahahahha... geli jek... aku tak pernah ada bantal busuk atau selimut gentel masa kecik yek... agaknya ni lah yg org tua2 kata, 'tak betah duduk rumah org'. Alamak.. tiba2 terasa tua la pulak.... huhuhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, sambung cerita raya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya ke-6/7 kami ramai2 beraya rumah sedara mara sekitar KL.. boleh tahan jugak la hidangannya.. macam2! Paling takleh lupa gulai pisang lada hitam kat rumah Acu... peh! kalah prosperity burger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya ke-8? Anak2 aku dah menuntut2 janji utk ke swimming pool. Yg penuh puasanya Iman, tapi apesal Ayu yg over managih janji? Aku konpius....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TKQI7EGfWBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Fq037oqcUVA/s1600/img_surf_shark_06.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="5" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TKQI7EGfWBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Fq037oqcUVA/s200/img_surf_shark_06.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, kami ke sini, Desa Waterpark. Bagus betul sebab tak ramai org. We enjoyed ourselves very much. Bebudak tu pulak mmg leka betul main gelungsur ni, mcm taknak balik. Aku suka Shock Wave, ombak dia ganazzz.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1250292204391837325?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1250292204391837325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1250292204391837325&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1250292204391837325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1250292204391837325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/09/gambar-raya.html' title='gambar raya'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TKP4nayGw8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/1if008-UFmI/s72-c/sep10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3023691865787978508</id><published>2010-09-22T16:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:49:24.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syawal'/><title type='text'>bulan dan zuhrah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanita sama sekali tidak berasal dari Venus, tapi awek2 dari&amp;nbsp;Venezuela&amp;nbsp;mmg cun-cun. Banyak kali jugak diorg menang pertandingan Miss World, Miss Universe, dan entah Miss apa2 lagi *nama aje Miss Universe, tapi takde pulak wakil dari planet lain yg dtg bertanding. sungguh tidak adil*. Planet Venus dalam BM ialah Zuhrah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TJm91ftRr8I/AAAAAAAAAy0/rny0f8qXkFI/s1600/sep10_152_2syawal.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="121" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TJm91ftRr8I/AAAAAAAAAy0/rny0f8qXkFI/s320/sep10_152_2syawal.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(klik gambar utk BESAR punya)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kelihatan bulan sabit dan planet Zuhrah pada malam raya ke-2 (sila google: 11sep2010&amp;nbsp;crescent&amp;nbsp;moon). Gambar sungguh jelas diambil dgn bantuan tripod. Tangan gigil daaa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: Lokasi sebenar di Pdg Lebar, Bt Kikir, K/Pilah. NS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TJrm-gnsGcI/AAAAAAAAAzE/lr230vvvsR0/s1600/tripod_comel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="169" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TJrm-gnsGcI/AAAAAAAAAzE/lr230vvvsR0/s320/tripod_comel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;harharhar... inilah dia tripod &amp;amp; camera ku yg comel.. set atas jalan raya jek.. sungguh amatur! hahahahha... tengkiu la kat &lt;a href="http://kazulifez.blogspot.com/"&gt;adik iparku&lt;/a&gt; yg tolong snapkan gambar ini...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3023691865787978508?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3023691865787978508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3023691865787978508&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3023691865787978508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3023691865787978508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/09/bulan-dan-zuhrah.html' title='bulan dan zuhrah'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TJm91ftRr8I/AAAAAAAAAy0/rny0f8qXkFI/s72-c/sep10_152_2syawal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-7970944018052256418</id><published>2010-09-21T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:35:19.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><title type='text'>gatal tangan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TJh6a-j63tI/AAAAAAAAAys/V6wIuVAp2Uw/s1600/sep10_11_felt.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TJh6a-j63tI/AAAAAAAAAys/V6wIuVAp2Uw/s320/sep10_11_felt.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heh heh.. inilah projek gataltangan ku, dua hari sebelum raya. Pouch comel utk E71 ku yg tersayang (hadiah bday drpd Hubby tahun lepas). Material: kain felt + benang sulam. Cubaan gagal: satu kali (ukur sesuka hati, kan dah terkecik la pulak. terpaksa buat lain). Cubaan kedua: BERJAYA! *sengeh sambil kembang idung*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-7970944018052256418?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/7970944018052256418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=7970944018052256418&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7970944018052256418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7970944018052256418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/09/gatal-tangan.html' title='gatal tangan'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TJh6a-j63tI/AAAAAAAAAys/V6wIuVAp2Uw/s72-c/sep10_11_felt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2918996991732007979</id><published>2010-09-06T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T06:46:40.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syawal'/><title type='text'>salam aidilfitri 1431H</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TIRjfQ94PiI/AAAAAAAAAyE/haS5EwTznwQ/s1600/raya1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TIRjfQ94PiI/AAAAAAAAAyE/haS5EwTznwQ/s400/raya1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this pics! Konon2nya budak bertiga ni nak peluk bahu sama2 utk ambil gambar. Iman being a lil' bit ticklish, tried to shove Iqbal away. But Iqbal being offended, merajuk la pulak.. Ayu's reaching out for her abg Iqbal, cuba pujuk... Perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TIRlJBWtx6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/WaUQQNEfdbY/s1600/raya2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TIRlJBWtx6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/WaUQQNEfdbY/s400/raya2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ini gambar skema... hihihihi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bukan gambar raya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TIRl2jCvt0I/AAAAAAAAAyc/c0r_SbQwVbo/s1600/13082010155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TIRl2jCvt0I/AAAAAAAAAyc/c0r_SbQwVbo/s320/13082010155.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Iqbal lipat2 kertas jadik katak. And then he cut out these two lil' ppl from the whole A4 paper, lekatkan atas badan katak. Ominya menjerit bukan sebab nampak katak, tapi kerana baki kertas tu dah di buang ke tong sampah. Pembaziran! Wahai anak2, jgn le membazir, sayangilah pokok2 di dunia ni.... huhuhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2918996991732007979?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2918996991732007979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2918996991732007979&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2918996991732007979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2918996991732007979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/09/salam-aidilfitri-1431h.html' title='salam aidilfitri 1431H'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TIRjfQ94PiI/AAAAAAAAAyE/haS5EwTznwQ/s72-c/raya1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3354322301962578391</id><published>2010-08-25T16:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T13:40:40.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>ramadhan 1431H</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah... panjang umur aku, dapat berpuasa lagi tahun ni... syukurr... Iman &amp;amp; Iqbal pun senang berpuasa kali ni, cuma hari pertama saja berkeluh kesah. 2-3 hari lepas tu nampaknya semuanya ok. kejut bangun sahur pun senang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/THSAhkKE8rI/AAAAAAAAAxs/nLkCA2_cy4g/s1600/julaug201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/THSAhkKE8rI/AAAAAAAAAxs/nLkCA2_cy4g/s400/julaug201.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;minggu lepas, aku &amp;amp; hubby buat biskut raya dua jenis (kalau sorang2 buat mmg aku surrender). Biskut mazola dapat 4 balang, boleh le bagi mak aku satu dan MIL satu. Choc chip mint cookies tu kena buat lagi sbb dah selamat aku anak beranak pulun makan lepas berbuka! hahahhaha... mmg sedap! (resepi refer kat &lt;a href="http://adorablecupcakes.blogspot.com/2010/08/double-chocolate-mint-cookies.html"&gt;Edi&lt;/a&gt; - cuma aku adjust sikit resepi pakai cups. tak reti aku nak ber-gram2 ni.. heh heh..) Sila abaikan bentuk2 biskut tu yg gabak2. aku buat nak cepat aje... hahahahhaha... yg penting sedap.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"&gt;*khas utk &lt;a href="http://terabot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Terabot&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;150g butter - potong ikut garisan pembalut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;1 1/2 cups self raising flour (187g)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;1/3 cups castor sugar (75g)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;1/4 cups light brown sugar (50g)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;yg lain2 tu sama je &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baju raya semua dah setel... awal2 lagi kami dah bershopping kat C4, dapat baju kurung/melayu kaler sedondong! i likeee.... harga pun murah, baju aku &amp;amp; hubby RM50++ selai, the kids Rm30++ selai... new shirts for the boys 2 psg, and a new dress for Ayu... boleh la tu.... lagipun banyak baju lama yg elok2, recycle aje buat pergi beraya nanti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3354322301962578391?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3354322301962578391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3354322301962578391&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3354322301962578391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3354322301962578391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramadhan-1431h.html' title='ramadhan 1431H'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/THSAhkKE8rI/AAAAAAAAAxs/nLkCA2_cy4g/s72-c/julaug201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-4323980645806011037</id><published>2010-08-11T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:49:18.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODE*OTQ4OTEyODEmcHQ9MTI4MTQ5NDg5MzkzNyZwPTQ1NTkzMiZkPSZnPTEmb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;object id="embededBannersnackFlash_0d7dcdb4e4a5a8708b1a75d90b663841" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://files.bannersnack.net/app/swf2/EmbedPlayerV2.swf?hash_id=0d7dcdb4e4a5a8708b1a75d90b663841&amp;watermark=1&amp;bgcolor=#333333&amp;clickTag=null" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://files.bannersnack.net/app/swf2/EmbedPlayerV2.swf?hash_id=0d7dcdb4e4a5a8708b1a75d90b663841&amp;watermark=1&amp;bgcolor=#333333&amp;clickTag=null"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#333333"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;To view this animated banner you need to have Flash Player 9 or newer installed and JavaScript enabled. BannerSnack is a &lt;a href="http://www.bannersnack.com/" title="BannerSnack - Free flash banner maker"&gt;banner ad software&lt;/a&gt; that allows you to create flash banners online and download them as SWF files.&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-4323980645806011037?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/4323980645806011037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=4323980645806011037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4323980645806011037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4323980645806011037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-view-this-animated-banner-you-need.html' title=''/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-4095855379621487718</id><published>2010-07-30T11:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T08:23:03.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><title type='text'>silent project</title><content type='html'>Inilah mende yg dia sibuk sangat buat masa exam week yg lepas. Hampir semua gambar haiwan kat buku dilukis kembali dalam buku nota kecik. Aku jerit2 panggil suruh study, dia menyorok senyap2 dalam bilik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(klik gambar utk lebih jelas)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TFI90GI6pLI/AAAAAAAAAxk/IWNC6OWXLao/s1600/mei10_1mb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TFI90GI6pLI/AAAAAAAAAxk/IWNC6OWXLao/s320/mei10_1mb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;baris pertama (L-R):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1.&lt;b&gt; Ini babi hutan. Babi hutan haram. Babi hutan tinggal di hutan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Distorted info but very obvious)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Ini cipan. Cipan ini busuk. Cipan itu tidak mandi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(mengapa cipan kurus sgt, dah mcm berpenyakit pulak rupanya)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Ini unta. Unta suk(a) makan kaktus. Unta simpan air.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(good info)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;baris kedua (L-R):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Ini kambing. Kambing tidak suka mandi. Kambing itu busuk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hihihihi... banyak beno lalatnya, dah rupa hurung bangkai la pulak...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Ini beruang. Beruang panjat pokok epal. Beruang ambil epal. Beruang suka makan epal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(another good info)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Ini kerbau. Kerbau suka keja(r) orang. Kerbau itu makan rumput.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(tak pernah pulak aku kena kejar dgn kerbau. Lembu ader lah. Mungkin dia maksudkan fighting bulls agaknya)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;baris ketiga (L-R):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Moral Haiwan: Haiwan Jinak. Pada suatu hari kucing pergi cari makanan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Cerita pendek, consists of few pages. Dah lupa apa jadi dgn kucing tu. But don't worry, it's a happy ending)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Ini rusa. Rusa buka mulut. Rusa itu tidak boleh lari. Rusa lehernya panjang.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Penerangan yg jelas. bagus. *aku komen mcm cikgu BM pulak.. heheheh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Moral Haiwan: Haiwan Liar. Pada suatu hari harimau nampak orang.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Cerita pendek jugak. Bersambung2 sampai berkeping2. Last2 harimau tu mati kena tembak. Too bad, I should tell him pasal akta perhilitan: perlindungan haiwan liar)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-4095855379621487718?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/4095855379621487718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=4095855379621487718&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4095855379621487718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4095855379621487718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/07/silent-project.html' title='silent project'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TFI90GI6pLI/AAAAAAAAAxk/IWNC6OWXLao/s72-c/mei10_1mb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-5294235028044492273</id><published>2010-07-12T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:16:18.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>mambang dinding</title><content type='html'>Budak2 mmg berimaginasi tinggi. Diorg kalau bermain dan berangan2, (i.e. 'role-playing'), mesti mcm betul2 terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku taktau diorg tgh buat apa, tetiba je diorg jerit beramai2 berlari keluar daripada bilik baju. Of coz i'm kinda alarmed. Bila aku tanya ada apa? Diorang cakap ada hantu! Tapi kalau betul2 ada hantu, mengapa diorg tak nampak takut pun? Nampak riang gembira jek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh sebab waktu tu malam, aku pun seram jugak la. Aku teringat dua kesah yg agak misteri terjadi kat rumah ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kisah pertama: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Masa tu aku baru pindah; rumah baru, kawasan pun baru. Iman masa tu dah setahun agaknya sebab dia dah pandai berjalan. Husband tak balik kerja lagi, jadik kami tinggal berdua. Aku keletihan dan terlelap di sofa depan tv. Tapi aku tak tido lena, kejap2 terjaga peratikan si Iman. Iyelah, aku takut jugak kalau terjadi apa2 kat dia, budak baru setahun kan tengah rajin mengutip, lepas tu semua bende nak masuk mulut. Manalah tau kot2 dia memanjat ke apa, dah tak pasal2 jatuh tergolek pulak nanti.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dalam aku mamai2 tu aku mcm ternampak-nampak dia tengah bermain dgn seseorang. Sama2 duduk dan sama2 berdiri, dan sama2 mengadap aku! Eh, sapa pulak budak lelaki sorang lagi ni? Aku masa tu ada Iman sorang je, Iqbal tak lahir lagi. Mmg terkejut betul la aku, tersirap darah dibuatnya! Bila aku celik mata betul2, takde la pulak nampak apa2 yg pelik. Mmg Iman sorang je yg ada.... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Entahla.. aku rasa mcm aku mimpi je kot... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kisah kedua:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haaa... masa ni Iman dah besar sikit, dah pandai cakap. Masa kejadian pun belah malam jugak. Iqbal pun dah pandai berlari masa tu, jadik budak dua org ni pun bermain2 depan tv. Lampu bilik semua aku tutup, lampu ruang depan je buka. Iyelah, takkan nak biarkan lampu bilik terpasang kot... membazir...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tetiba je Iman terpaku mengadap ke arah bilik. Dia tanya aku, 'Siapa tu?' - aku tanya dia balik 'Siapa?'. Dia kata dia nampak ada orang masuk bilik baju, 'Tapi, Iman nampak kaki dia aje.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku blurr kejap. Takde lah rasa takut ke apa. Cuma rasa hairan, lalu aku pergi buka lampu bilik aku. Bila dah terang tu, aku jengah la bilik baju. Nasib baik tak nampak apa2... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kisah ketiga:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ini bukan kisah misteri, tapi kesah ngeri. Berlaku pada waktu malam jugak. Aku letak Ayu (umur dia dalam 2 bulan agaknya) atas sofa, Iman &amp;amp; Iqbal main basikal depan tv. Aku pegi dapur buatkan susu Iqbal, bila aku kembali dapatkan Ayu, tengok2 si Ayu hilang, takde atas kerusi! Giler menggigil lutut aku, mana pulak budak ni pergi! Aku menjerit tanya kat Iman, tapi, apa la nak diharapkan dgn budak 3-4thn... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tetiba aku dengar suara Ayu menangis, rupa2nya dia dah terjelepuk atas lantai, di ruang sempit antara kerusi dan pintu. Tapi mcm mana dia boleh mengelungsor dan terbaring melintang rupa gitu pulak? Entahla... tapi aku lega giler sbb takde jadi apa2 kat Ayu, calar atau benjol pun takde..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaa... sambung kisah mula-mula tadi.. Bila dah siang, aku pergi kat bilik baju, sambil tanya Ayu, 'Betul ke ada hantu semalam?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu pun tunjuk, 'Ini lah omi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TDgTaNyGNwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/D2XCkjmfLXU/s1600/DSCN3814_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TDgTaNyGNwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/D2XCkjmfLXU/s400/DSCN3814_1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...abang Iqbal yg lukis semalam.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hmmmmmpphhh....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-5294235028044492273?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/5294235028044492273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=5294235028044492273&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5294235028044492273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5294235028044492273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/07/mambang-dinding.html' title='mambang dinding'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TDgTaNyGNwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/D2XCkjmfLXU/s72-c/DSCN3814_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1422776763193265485</id><published>2010-07-01T17:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T09:18:19.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>laporan midyear 2010</title><content type='html'>..aku nak upload gambar guna picasa, tapi tak boleh la pulak.. takpe... terus ke cerita hari ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[IMAN]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu dia komplen, lambat menulis dalam kelas. Dah tu, tak boleh duduk diam, asal cikgu takde je, dia mesti berlari2 keliling meja dalam kelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sama aje dengan komen cikgu kelas dia darjah 1 dulu; nampak pendiam tapi kuat bermain sampai basah lencun setokin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tapi aku risau jugak, rabun ke dia ni sampai susah nak salin apa yg cikgu tulis?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peratus keseluruhan merosot sedikit (88% dapat #12) tapi takde la jauh sgt beza dgn student yg dpt #1 (92%). He got all A's for his subjects, so ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*pada aku, soalan sains kertas II agak susah utk budak2 darjah 2 (entah, aku dulu mana ada belajar sains darjah 2...). Ada soalan eksperimen tentang air &amp;amp; pokok. Gambar pun tak berapa jelas. Soalan matematik kertas II pulak kena tunjuk jalan kerja baru dapat markah penuh. Iman tulis jawapan saje, jadik dapat separuh markah aje la...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[IQBAL]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia ni mmg aku dah jangka. Komen cikgu dia sama je dgn komen cikgu tadika dia dulu: banyak berangan dan berkhayal, mudah hilang tumpuan dlm kelas. Tapi, bila buat latihan dan jawab soalan, betul pulak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*kalau cikgu mcm tak percaya, aku ni lagilah mcm tak percaya. Iqbal ni ada dunia dia sendiri. Kalau kita bercakap, tumpuan dia ke arah lain. Langsung takde 'clue' dari reaksi wajahnya yg menunjukkan dia dengar kita cakap apa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The teachers assured me that he's fine. Aku lega sbb cikgu2 dia memahami. Kalau jenis cikgu yg tak faham atau tak sabar, mau si Iqbal dah kena dera agaknya. Aku pun kadang2 hilang sabar dgn dia ni. Bila aku mula jerit2 dia pun jerit balik kat aku kata, 'Iqbal tau la!'. hadoii....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[AYU]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun lepas Ayu dapat #1, daripada 5 org kawan sekelas. (Aku pun kalau ada org jaga si ayu ni, takde nya aku nak hantar dia tadika umur 4 thn!). Tahun ni pun dapat #1, daripada 25 org... bagusss... bagusss... tapi tak padan dgn perangai dia menangis setiap pagi! Ingatkan tak suka sekolah, tapi rupa2nya, dalam kelas, dia lah yg pertama angkat tangan dan jawab soalan cikgu. Takde masalah apa pun sebenarnya.. saje mengada2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat rumah mmg aku tak pernah suruh2 Ayu ni baca buku ke buat h/work. Dia baru 5 thn kan, tak kuasa la aku nak paksa2.. Tapi, bila abang2 dia kena marah/jerit suruh baca buku &amp;amp; buat h/work, cepat2 dia pun sama baca buku.. heheehhe... tau takut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nampak dia ni mmg jenis study sendiri. Tak sangka pulak aku dia boleh membaca dgn lancar, mengaji pun lancar dan pandai menulis (termasuk huruf jawi). She is just 5! Aku rasa bersalah la pulak sbb masa Iman dan Iqbal, aku guide diorg tulis, baca ABC sama2.. masa tu Ayu kecik lagi, jadi dia hanya ngendeng2 aje, jadi observer... Tapi bila tiba time dia sekarang, aku tak buat mcm tu sbb aku dah 'tak larat' (@malas) nak ulang balik mende2 remeh tu.. haiyooo... selalunya, dia yg minta kat aku 'Omi, bacakan Ayu, Omi!'... barulah aku bacakan buku kat dia.... iyskk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nampak dia ni agak&amp;nbsp;competitive, dia nak sama level dgn abang2 dia.. harap2 akan jadi sikap yg positive. Terlebih sgt pun tak bagus jugak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1422776763193265485?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1422776763193265485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1422776763193265485&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1422776763193265485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1422776763193265485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/07/laporan-midyear-2010.html' title='laporan midyear 2010'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1109907673424176556</id><published>2010-06-24T15:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:12:35.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>babai pudu jel</title><content type='html'>Dulu-dulu, masa zaman aku naik bas utk berulang dari kampung ke KL, inilah satu2 landmark yg aku cari. Bila dah nampak pudu jel ni, dgn lakaran muralnya sepanjang tembok kuning tu, hatiku berbunga2 dan mata pun segar sbb tau tak lama lagi sampai ke hentian puduraya. Biasakla.. dah janji dgn pakwe (merangkap bodyguard dan tukang angkat beg) tunggu kat situ. Hehhehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TCMOAxVLu_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/Wl0NrU7jyuQ/s1600/201006091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TCMOAxVLu_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/Wl0NrU7jyuQ/s400/201006091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(klik gambar utk lebih jelas)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer post&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/06/kesah-cuti-sekolah.html"&gt;kesah cuti sekolah&lt;/a&gt;. Tak sangka pulak tak sampai dua minggu, bangunan ni pun dah roboh. oh well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1109907673424176556?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1109907673424176556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1109907673424176556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1109907673424176556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1109907673424176556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/06/babai-pudu-jel.html' title='babai pudu jel'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TCMOAxVLu_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/Wl0NrU7jyuQ/s72-c/201006091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3077205959591794090</id><published>2010-06-16T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:37:49.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>grill this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TBh6_AwIiQI/AAAAAAAAAxE/I3rxMo8pKy4/s1600/20100523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TBh6_AwIiQI/AAAAAAAAAxE/I3rxMo8pKy4/s400/20100523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(klik gambar utk besar punya)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiri atas: grilled chicken &amp;amp; herbs + udang kunyit&lt;br /&gt;kiri bawah: ayam lambat masak, letak hotdog + carrot&lt;br /&gt;kanan bawah: salmon &amp;amp; herbs + sawi jepun&lt;br /&gt;kanan atas: lamb chop &amp;amp; beef, both black peppered + brocolli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan sampai muak!&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sekali sekala saje2 nak meratah lauk sahaja. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3077205959591794090?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3077205959591794090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3077205959591794090&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3077205959591794090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3077205959591794090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/06/grill-this.html' title='grill this!'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TBh6_AwIiQI/AAAAAAAAAxE/I3rxMo8pKy4/s72-c/20100523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-722177766790952753</id><published>2010-06-11T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:17:33.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>kesah cuti sekolah</title><content type='html'>Cuti sekolah kali ni kami takde plan pergi mana2 sbb terpaksa ke rumah poksu utk urusan di sana. Untuk tidak menghampakan bebudak ni, setelah pikir punya pikir punya pikir, terus je gerak ke Berjaya Times Square, berjalan2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TBHcA1B7FTI/AAAAAAAAAw8/vCOQwdB3U8Q/s1600/20100609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TBHcA1B7FTI/AAAAAAAAAw8/vCOQwdB3U8Q/s400/20100609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aktiviti untuk anak2 di indoor theme park.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku? kecut perut tengok DNA Mixer tu dan 'lorikoster' (bak kata Ayu), rasa mcm nak terkeluar usus segala. Tu baru tengok, belum naik sendiri lagi. Last2 aku layan kid's section bersama anak2 sahaja... hahahhahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oleh sebab kitorg pergi naik LRT, kena la melintas penjara pudu. Might be our first and last time menjengah monumen ini sbb tak lama lagi akan dirobohkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-722177766790952753?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/722177766790952753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=722177766790952753&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/722177766790952753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/722177766790952753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/06/kesah-cuti-sekolah.html' title='kesah cuti sekolah'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/TBHcA1B7FTI/AAAAAAAAAw8/vCOQwdB3U8Q/s72-c/20100609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1294896885916971936</id><published>2010-05-26T15:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:09:23.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fav kuini</title><content type='html'>...semalam aku dapat sebiji buah kuini, yg sedang elok je masaknya. Mak aih... dari dalam kereta lagi mmg aku dah terliur dgn baunya yg harum semerbak tu... rasanya mmg manis, sedap betul! Aku simpan biji buah kuini ni, konon2 nak tanam la... agak2 kalau letak kat pasu je, boleh hidup tak? heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: ada org panggil buah ni buah bacang/macang... tapi sebenarnya spesis bacang dan kuini ni mmg berbeza.. nama saintifik bacang ialah &lt;i&gt;Mangifera foetida&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;dan kuinin ialah &lt;i&gt;Mangifera odorata&lt;/i&gt;. Aku pun bukan tau sgt. Pada aku, kalau asam mangga tu jenis bulat2 kecik, kulit hijau tapi isinya kuning oren, baunya punyalah harum &amp;amp; rasanya punyalah manis.. itu buah kuinin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bacang vs kuini&amp;nbsp;(taken from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://abnormalsuam.blogspot.com/2009/05/getah-bacang-jadi-misai.html"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;). terima kasih en.google :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="347" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335922198399425202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpPn4DaFxZ8/Sg0A9_C4GrI/AAAAAAAAAho/cUAe7dVFJfU/s400/perbandingan+mangga+dan+kuini.jpg" style="display: block; height: 278px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1294896885916971936?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1294896885916971936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1294896885916971936&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1294896885916971936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1294896885916971936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-fav-kuini.html' title='my fav kuini'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YpPn4DaFxZ8/Sg0A9_C4GrI/AAAAAAAAAho/cUAe7dVFJfU/s72-c/perbandingan+mangga+dan+kuini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2028774566604147479</id><published>2010-05-18T14:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:18:44.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th anniversary</title><content type='html'>Wah, mcm tak percaya jek. 9 tahun bukan masa yg singkat. Tahun depan dah dikira sedekad. I'm glad that we're still&amp;nbsp;together, having each other, and looking forward for more years to come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="200" id="imgb" src="http://www.lux-limo.co.uk/limo-articles/hmr-anniversary.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(image from google)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2028774566604147479?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2028774566604147479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2028774566604147479&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2028774566604147479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2028774566604147479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/05/9th-anniversary.html' title='9th anniversary'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3994211665767171252</id><published>2010-05-05T12:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:09:42.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spek baru..</title><content type='html'>.. ini adalah hadiah aku kepada diri ku sendiri sempena menyambut birthday tahun ini. Haaaa... amacam? ok tak? Kali ni aku terpengaruh lalu memilih kanta carl-zeiss. Promoter tu beria-ia promote kanta ni, katanya lebih jelas dan berkualiti. Masa aku gi ambik, dia suruh aku compare spek mata lama dgn baru (power mata tak bertambah, cuma spek lama tu dah bercalar2. Lebih dua tahun pakai, mahu nyer tak calar balar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaa... part ni aku ada sedikit konpius. Spek lama aku dah le berminyak2, kelabu2 sikit dan calar2, tak aci la kan kalau dibandingkan dgn spek yg baru keluar kedai. Tak kisah la kalau pakai kanta jenis apa sekali pun, betul tak? Sabar je la aku dgn promoter nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S-D0-R-bteI/AAAAAAAAAws/dhjlu-q1seM/s1600/apr10_22_mata.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="55" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S-D0-R-bteI/AAAAAAAAAws/dhjlu-q1seM/s400/apr10_22_mata.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mata &lt;s&gt;lama&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;tua &amp;amp; mata &lt;s&gt;baru&lt;/s&gt; muda :)&lt;br /&gt;*heh.. heh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3994211665767171252?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3994211665767171252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3994211665767171252&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3994211665767171252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3994211665767171252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/05/spek-baru.html' title='spek baru..'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S-D0-R-bteI/AAAAAAAAAws/dhjlu-q1seM/s72-c/apr10_22_mata.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2492079989167898109</id><published>2010-05-04T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T17:26:05.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><title type='text'>layang-layang</title><content type='html'>Semalam Iqbal buat layang2 sendiri. Dia gunting kertas lukisan yg dah berconteng, bentuk segitiga. Kemudian dia gunting tali (dari botol buih sabun Ayu), dan ikat kat satu bucu kertas tu. All this while sambil menyorok2 kat bilik yg cahayanya samar2, berlatarbelakangkan suara sang Omi yg menjerit2 dari dapur, suruh Iqbal buat homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo... rupanya dia senyap2 buat projek yek. Patutla bila di tanya, dia tersengeh2 jawab, 'takde apa2'. Terus simpan gunting kertas segala dalam beg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaa... bukan Omi tak bagi buat layang2, tapi siapkan la latihan &amp;amp; kerja rumah dulu. Jgn mengelat. Iysk, budak sorang ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas Iqbal siapkan latihan &amp;amp; makan nasi, sang Omi pun ambik kertas &amp;amp; benang, dan buatkan Iqbal layang2 kotak. Terbangkan depan kipas angin je. Iqbal gembira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="150" id="imgb" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCOLbBj_esg/Syx6eZBZYPI/AAAAAAAAArU/XRt3uxqVsL4/s200/wau+kertas.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(image from google)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple life for a lil' kid :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2492079989167898109?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2492079989167898109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2492079989167898109&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2492079989167898109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2492079989167898109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/05/layang-layang.html' title='layang-layang'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCOLbBj_esg/Syx6eZBZYPI/AAAAAAAAArU/XRt3uxqVsL4/s72-c/wau+kertas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-5894614125852873073</id><published>2010-04-29T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:19:36.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>walking you to school</title><content type='html'>Pagi ni kami sampai awal kat sekolah. Aku pikir bagus jugak kalau aku jenguk2 kelas Iman &amp;amp; Iqbal. Kalau cikgunya ada kat kelas, boleh lah bertanya hal anak2. Tapi, sebelum tu, aku tanya dulu, nak ke omi hantar Iman &amp;amp; Iqbal ke kelas. Iqbal mengangguk. Iman sengeh, hesitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK lah kalau gitu, aku bukannya sempat nak pegi sampai dua kelas pun.. so aku pun temankan Iqbal sampai kelas dia. Dia tunjukkan tempat duduk dia, dan kenalkan beberapa kawan dia yg berdiri di luar kelas. Cikgu takde. Loceng pun dah bunyik, semua kena berhimpun. Aku pun blah. Kang kalau lama sgt berdiri kat situ kang, ada yg ingat aku pun cikgu kat sekolah tu pulak. hahahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="143" id="imgb" src="http://images.clipartof.com/thumbnails/29932-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Mother-Carrying-A-Suitcase-And-Holding-Hands-With-Her-Son-That-Is-Carrying-A-Teddy-Bear.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(from google image)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dulu very2 independent. Sekolah kebangsaan dekat dgn rumah, jalan kaki aje. Sekolah agama jauh sikit, pun jalan kaki jugak. Aku tak ingat mak/bapak aku pernah hantar aku ke sekolah ke tak (kecuali pada hari pendaftaran). Kalau ada apa2 events kat sekolah pun, selalunya aku pergi dulu dgn kawan2, mak/bapak aku datang kemudian. Jadi aku rasa mcm janggal lak bila aku saje-saje hantar anak aku sampai ke kelas. heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya? Entah, aku pun taktau. How abt cikgu2? Diorg rasa terganggu ke kalau ibubapa ngantor anak2 sampai ke kelas? Atau diorg suka sbb boleh kenal2 dgn ibubapa? How abt si anak? Are they&amp;nbsp;embarrassed? Or they'll think it's cool &amp;amp; proud of it?&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/10616918-5894614125852873073?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/5894614125852873073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=5894614125852873073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5894614125852873073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5894614125852873073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/04/walking-you-to-school.html' title='walking you to school'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-18015557850734306</id><published>2010-04-28T12:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:10:14.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>how thoughtful..</title><content type='html'>..of you, my dear Ayu, when we are rushing to send you to school, and you suddenly said, '&lt;i&gt;sakit perut, nak berak!&lt;/i&gt;', when I stopped at front door and headed back to the toilet, you then said, '&lt;i&gt;Takpelah omi, Ayu berak kat sekolah aje la. Nanti omi lambat pegi kerja'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduihaiii...&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm feeling guilty bcoz making you felt guilty.&lt;br /&gt;(Sebelum tu omi dah membebel suruh Ayu bersiap cepat, sbb nanti lambat pegi sekolah dan omi lambat pegi keje.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[gambar bulan-bulan sudah]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;klik gambar untuk BESAR punya..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S9e5XK9a9CI/AAAAAAAAAwY/aG_q6wMG8_s/s1600/feb10_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S9e5XK9a9CI/AAAAAAAAAwY/aG_q6wMG8_s/s400/feb10_small.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;atas:&lt;/i&gt; it's &lt;a href="http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-feb-is-my-special-day.html"&gt;my bday cake&lt;/a&gt; - blueberry layer cake :) Strawberry dah tergolek ke tepi akibat tarikan graviti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tengah-tengah:&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gambar2 Ayu berposing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bawah: &lt;/i&gt;Kek ku di dalam kotak. Tangan Iqbal - dia kata dia jadik monster, nak ambik kek. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S9e6trdE5pI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Y4BqFmsW_Og/s1600/feb101_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S9e6trdE5pI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Y4BqFmsW_Og/s400/feb101_small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrating Siti's wedding day, Bukit Beruang, Melaka.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;13 Feb 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;top-left:&lt;/i&gt; My family with Siti, the pengantin. Family Angah tak sampai lagi masa ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bottom-left:&lt;/i&gt; Pengantin diarak naik beca. Meriah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;center:&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bapak pengantin (Paktam) dan bawahnya tu Mak pengantin (Maktam). Diorg dah penat sgt masa ni, baru habih kenduri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;top-right&lt;/i&gt;: Tukang basuh periuk, sorang di dalam pagar, sorang di luar pagar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S9e7lB4N52I/AAAAAAAAAwk/Tx-orzSFViU/s1600/feb102_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S9e7lB4N52I/AAAAAAAAAwk/Tx-orzSFViU/s400/feb102_small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kat Melaka juga ni, sehari lepas kenduri Siti, singgah Planetarium belah pagi. Tgh/hari nya pegi menghantar pengantin ke rumah lelaki di Bukit Katil. Dekat jek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-18015557850734306?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/18015557850734306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=18015557850734306&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/18015557850734306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/18015557850734306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-thoughtful.html' title='how thoughtful..'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S9e5XK9a9CI/AAAAAAAAAwY/aG_q6wMG8_s/s72-c/feb10_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1038122624079464590</id><published>2010-04-22T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T14:42:17.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>Tagged By Cik Wan :: All In Ten</title><content type='html'>1- Siapakah Diri Anda Di Rumah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;health inspector kot? kalau rajin, akan ku kemas dan cuci dan sental segala. kalau malas, ku hanya mampu mebebel2 sahaja... hehehhehehe..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Siapakah diri anda di samping rakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jenis org yg boleh layan @ sekepala. kalau tak, takkan boleh ngam berkawan kan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 5 benda yang anda idamkan tapi masih belum tercapai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a) ada rumah, ada kereta, takde hutang.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;b) rumah (style kampung, setingkat, siling tinggi, banyak lubang udara, tingkap banyak, tak payah aircond pun dah nyaman) ada tanah sikit utk bercucuk tanam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;c) SAHM &amp;amp; working on my hobby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;d)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;e)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;heheheh... tiga je la buat masa ni.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Siapakah Nama Pasangan Anda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hazril Ibrahim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ceritakan 5 perkara yang anda paling suka tentang pasangan anda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a) Rajin masak. his specialty? gulai &amp;amp; rendang NS's style. peh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;b) kelakar &amp;amp; suka buat lawak. w/pun kdg2 naik menyampah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;c) rajin jugak menolong basuh baju, kemas rumah, lipat kain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;d) hormat both his parents and mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;e) lebih sabar layan karenah anak2. aku pun kekadang giveup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Tarikh anda couple ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;early 1997 - tarikh sebenar tak ingat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Apakah kenangan pahit anda bersama pasangan anda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ku anggap tu semua lumrah hidup. ada pasang surut. ada gembira ada duka. but at least we still have each other.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Lagu tema cinta anda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dah takde.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Apa perubahan yang ingin anda lihat dari pasangan anda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;takde jugak. ku terima dia seadanya, sbb aku pun biasa2 saje. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Tag 10 rakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saya tag '&lt;a href="http://ceritakosong.blogspot.com/"&gt;maksu&lt;/a&gt;' sorang le, sbb maksu rajin update blog dia. hehehehehhe..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1038122624079464590?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1038122624079464590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1038122624079464590&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1038122624079464590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1038122624079464590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/04/tagged-by-cik-wan-all-in-ten.html' title='Tagged By Cik Wan :: All In Ten'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-7078731496712387983</id><published>2010-04-22T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:20:57.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>recycling, compost, trash.. ??</title><content type='html'>Jom kita sama2 jaga bumi ini :) Earth Day 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Which Bin Does It Go In? Recycling and Composting 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;By: Molly Mann (View Profile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A friend was telling me about a recent trip to Germany, where she was daunted by the strict and varied recycling rules there. Apparently, they have a host of different color-coded bins (brown, blue, yellow, and gray) for sorting waste recyclables. That really puts me to shame, since I have trouble deciding between recycling, compost, and trash! Since hearing about Germany’s eco-diligence, I’ve decided that it’s time to brush up on my recycling and composting routine and learn to avoid common mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As of 2005, the last time the U.S. General Accounting Office collected statistics, the recycling rate is 32 percent, up from 10 percent in 1980. This is good news, but not good enough, since municipal solid waste has also grown by 60 percent in the same amount of time. The numbers work out to an approximate 246 million ton yearly increase in landfill waste. Most people understand that they’re supposed to recycle, but many—I plead guilty as charged!—have forgotten or never quite understood how. Sure, putting your empty water bottle in the plastics bin is a no-brainer, but what about that paper plate with pizza grease on it, or the packaging from your latest purchase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Different municipalities have slightly different recycling rules, so you should check with your local town or county for specifics, but here are some basics for what to throw where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Recycling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Whether your municipality does single stream recycling (all recyclables are collected in the same bin) or separate containers, the basic recyclables are similar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO: Envelopes, paperback books, catalogues, cartons (with any plastic or cellophane removed), writing pads, brochures, loose leaf paper, cereal boxes, newspapers, clean paper plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON’T: Photographs; anything with food or other soilage. The basic rule here is to keep it clean. That greasy paper plate or pizza box is compostable, not recyclable. By throwing it in with your other paper recyclables, you risk sullying the whole bin. This is a big problem in offices, where people often throw their lunch detritus in the blue bin next to the copy machine. Learn the difference and don’t be that person!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bottles/Cans/Plastics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO: Aluminum foil, plastic wrap, tins, cans, glass bottles and jars, yogurt cups, soap/shampoo/lotion bottles, plastic bags (some places have separate drop off for these), margarine tubs; really any plastic, glass, or aluminum containers. Check if soda bottles or cans are redeemable in your state. You can usually collect a small refund at your grocery store and those nickels and dimes do add up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON’T: Mirrors, broken glass ware, compostable food containers, batteries, and other non-recyclables. Try to keep it relatively clean. Although a little food residue on containers won’t gum up the whole system (that wedge of lime in your beer is fine), it’s a good idea for sanitary reasons to rinse everything out before tossing it in the bin.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Compost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Growing up, we always had a canister on the kitchen counter for composting. We’d empty it into a larger bin in the backyard and my mom would use it to fertilize her garden. Almost anything biodegradable can be compost and you don’t even need a garden to develop these eco-friendly practice. As part of its initiative to reach 75 percent citywide recycling by 2010, San Francisco now has green carts for food scraps and yard trimmings that get picked up with other recycling, and other cities are starting to follow suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;DO: Stale bread, egg shells, coffee grounds and filters, tea bags, fruit and vegetable scraps, nutshells, hedge trimmings, leaves, grass clippings, weeds, dead flowers, twigs, saw dust, straw. You can also throw in biodegradable paper products like used paper towels, paper coffee cups, paper milk cartons, take out containers (with metal parts removed), egg cartons, etc. And although in your personal garden compost piles you don’t want animal products like meat, bones, or fats (it attracts vermin), when throwing it in the yard waste bins for city pick up, these items are sometimes acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON’T: Ash, cigarette butts, anything recyclable or not biodegradable.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Other Recyclables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Although not usually picked up with your regular trash and recycling, electronic products, including TVs, cell phones, and computers can all be recycled or reused. The EPA has reference page which gives links to drop-off centers nationwide. Other items that should be kept out of the trash include batteries and fluorescent light bulbs (in some states it is illegal to throw them away because they contain pollutants); you can usually drop these off for free and they will be recycled or disposed of properly. Many items, like motor oil, scrap metal, treated and untreated wood, bronze, radiators, and other building materials can be recycled or reused. For some items, like scrap metal, you might even earn some money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Toxic household items like herbicides, paints, solvents, and poisons should be taken to a hazardous waste drop off center—almost all cities and counties have these and drop off is free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Regular Trash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Basically, everything that doesn’t fall into any of the above categories goes into the trash. Make sure you can’t reuse or donate items. Broken glass, chip bags, chewing gum, feminine products, diapers, vacuum cleaner bags, and mirrors should be thrown in the trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Most towns have scheduled curb-side pickups for recyclables. Check with your waste management company to find out when pickups are scheduled and what items will be accepted (this is important, since non-recyclables placed at the curb will be left there and can blow away to become litter). If your town does not have a recycling pick-up program, visit Earth 911 to find a recycling center near you. Though the process can be confusing and daunting at first, once you get into the habit, you’ll stop asking, “What can I recycle?” but rather, “What can’t I?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Updated April 21, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First published April 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Find this article at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.divinecaroline.com/22156/71294-which-bin-go-in--recycling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-7078731496712387983?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/7078731496712387983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=7078731496712387983&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7078731496712387983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7078731496712387983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/04/recycle-compost-trash.html' title='recycling, compost, trash.. ??'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3454427557623577717</id><published>2010-03-23T15:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:08:36.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>Q1 2010</title><content type='html'>hahahahaha... sebok je kat blog pun nak berQ1 report jugak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[iman]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni, Iman balik rumah je terus ambik buku buat homework or study. Bagus betul.. takyah nak bising2 dah. Kat sekolah agama, katanya, dia terpilih utk masuk pertandingan hafazan. Setiap hari dia menghafal surah2 dgn his Abah. Bagus la tu, dgn aku2 sekali kena hafal, refresh memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[iqbal]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iqbal dah dapat terima hakikat yang dia sekarang dah bersekolah, bukan kat tadika lagi. Now he's doing his h/works with less fuss (tu pun selepas disuruh2 &amp;amp; dijerit2) dan dah pandai kemas buku sekolah ikut jadual sendiri. Pagi2 kena kejut dia dulu sebab dia nak mandi &amp;amp; siap2 sblm Iman. Iman suka la sbb boleh sleep in few mins more. Bagus.. bagus.. asal jgn buat perangai di pagi hari sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ayu]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu masih menangis pagi2 nak pegi tadika. Dia bengang sbb both abang iman &amp;amp; abang iqbal pegi sekolah, dia sorang2 kat tadika. Dah berbuih mulut aku bagitau budak umur 7 thn je yg boleh pegi sekolah, budak 4, 5, 6 tahun kena pegi tadika. Dan baru2 ni dia buat justification sendiri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Omi, kat dalam tv, budak2 kecik boleh pegi sekolah kan? Sebab tu kartun kan? Kalau betul2, budak kecik tak boleh pegi sekolah kan?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyer Ayu, mmg itulah yg omi cakapkan selama ni, cuma takde unsur kartun je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku bangga sbb Ayu dah pandai baca dgn lancar in BM. Aku rasa level dia dgn Iqbal tak jauh. Entah2 sama level kot, sbb si Ayu rajin baca buku kuat2. Iqbal pulak suka membelek gambar, reading quietly. Sekarang ni, aku tgh ajar Ayu bahasa inggeris pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[oily &amp;amp; sensitive skin]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aduii... kulit muka aku dah jadi semakin berminyak &amp;amp; sensitive la plak. aik, makin tua makin banyak pulak jerawat? mcm mana ni?? yg aku perasan, sekarang ni kalau aku makan udang, jerawat pun keluar ketul2. Dan kat kepala dan badan aku mcm kena gigit nyamuk - gatal berbintil2. Tapi aku suka &amp;nbsp;makan udang. part ni yg aku tak puas hati ni... huhuhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i opted for gentle products sbb dah tak larat nak buat experiment dah.. tengok 2-3 bulan nanti mcm mana. harap2 serasi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(images source: google)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" id="imgb" src="http://www.orangeaday.com.sg/images/P/gentle_cleansinggel.jpg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facial cleaner: Eucerin Gentle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" id="imgb" src="http://sassisam.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/gentle-scrub-08_smlr.jpg" width="84" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facial scrub (once a week): St. Ives Scrub Gentle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" id="imgb" src="http://www.manekineko.us/catalog/images/product/neutrogena_oilfreemoist_combine_enlarge.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moisturiser: Neutrogena for combination skin (oil-free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" id="imgb" src="http://www.twolia.com/blogs/daily-beauty-break/files/2009/06/neutrogena.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun lotion: Neutrogena Ultra Sheer sunblock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="glri" height="150" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:vcBWCeb0XQZROM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belah malam: tepek bedak sejuk aje.. barulah nyaman kulit muka.. jerawat pun cepat kering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3454427557623577717?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3454427557623577717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3454427557623577717&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3454427557623577717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3454427557623577717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/03/q1-2010.html' title='Q1 2010'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-7869927418835500253</id><published>2010-03-15T18:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:52:34.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>tak faham</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Iqbal: &lt;i&gt;Omi, gula mutiara tu lima ringgit ada dua puluh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Omi: &lt;i&gt;hmmm... ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Iqbal: &lt;i&gt;Kalau nak banyak omi beli sepuluh ringgit, nanti dapat empat puluh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;wah, aku pulak kena congak dalam kepala! betul la tu. Tapi iqbal, mengapa bila buat latihan maths banyak beno salah??? adakah sebab malas, rasa bosan atau penat??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;aku tak faham budak kecik, w/pun aku dulu juga seorang budak kecik...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;at least now i know he knows..&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/10616918-7869927418835500253?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/7869927418835500253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=7869927418835500253&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7869927418835500253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7869927418835500253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/03/tak-faham.html' title='tak faham'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6223339497925769885</id><published>2010-03-12T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:00:23.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>bukan sebab ada kutu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S5nYJM8I4uI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/0tRqYQ-bBi4/s1600-h/garu_kepala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S5nYJM8I4uI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/0tRqYQ-bBi4/s400/garu_kepala.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..tapi mmg dak Ayu ni, kalau penat atau mengantuk dia akan buat mcm ni.&amp;nbsp;kat sekolah pun sama, cikgu dah sedia maklum kalau dia mula garu2 kepala. cuma bila dah besar ni, dah pandai cakap. kadang2 dia cakap pening kepala, kadang2 sakit kepala - padahal nak tido. huhuhuhu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6223339497925769885?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6223339497925769885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6223339497925769885&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6223339497925769885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6223339497925769885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/03/bukan-sebab-ada-kutu.html' title='bukan sebab ada kutu..'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S5nYJM8I4uI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/0tRqYQ-bBi4/s72-c/garu_kepala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-608993978500051792</id><published>2010-03-12T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:01:36.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>happy 5th bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S5nLduUNzbI/AAAAAAAAAwI/wdlaBgyI-50/s1600-h/ayu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S5nLduUNzbI/AAAAAAAAAwI/wdlaBgyI-50/s400/ayu1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woh.. Woh.. Woh.. gadis Ayu.. 'takde' lesung pipit di pipi..&lt;br /&gt;Ayu.. senyum mu menawan..&lt;br /&gt;Kau reject aku... (eh, pinjam lirik Alex RL la pulak..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-608993978500051792?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/608993978500051792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=608993978500051792&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/608993978500051792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/608993978500051792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-5th-bday.html' title='happy 5th bday'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S5nLduUNzbI/AAAAAAAAAwI/wdlaBgyI-50/s72-c/ayu1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6300703163143371727</id><published>2010-03-10T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:12:49.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>sebahagian rahsia</title><content type='html'>(source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/"&gt;health.yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 Simple Secrets to Feeling Happier Every Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF.com&lt;br /&gt;By Lucy Danziger, SELF Editor-in-Chief - Posted on Thu, Mar 04, 2010, 4:46 pm PST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you could spend more of your days feeling fulfilled? Or wonder why you aren’t happier, despite all that’s good in your life? If you let slip-ups or criticisms nag you, replaying them as a negative inner monologue long after the snafu has passed, you are in fact like everyone else, at least most women I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have news that really will put a smile on your face. You can significantly increase your level of happiness—without being granted a surprise inheritance or an elusive 25th hour in every day—by adopting new ways of thinking. You see, while about 50 percent of our happiness quotient is determined by what researchers call our natural “set point” for happiness, and 10 percent depends on the circumstances of our lives, a whopping 40 percent is entirely up to you—the way you react to events, cope with stress, choose to spend your time and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we can influence nearly half of our contentment is huge, and realizing the role we can all play in boosting our joy spurred me to team up withSELF’s mental-health expert, Catherine Birndorf, M.D., to write our new book,The Nine Rooms of Happiness (Voice). What we’ve found: By changing your approach to certain situations, you can make your inner voice more positive, enjoy your passion (whether it be gardening, an active lifestyle or traveling) and find a sense of purpose which helps you be happier in each of the “rooms” of your emotional house. (We use the metaphor of your life as a house to allow you to see different areas of your life as rooms: The bedroom for romance, the office for work and money issues, the living room for friendships, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like anything else worthwhile—your health, your financial security—improving your happiness is a matter of making tiny tweaks in your decision making that have big, long-term payoffs you will be thrilled with later. Make these 4 habits a regular part of your day to reap more fulfillment, today and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Too much of a good thing is a bad thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airlines have it right when they tell you in case of emergency, put your own oxygen mask on before you help the person next to you. It’s not selfish, it’s self-preservation. The same is true when it comes to caring for all those around you in your daily life. Yes, it’s wonderful to be giving, especially with your time, but at a certain point you can give too much of yourself, and then it’s just depleting and you’re no good to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get to this point, you need to learn to say no to the next person who asks you to chair another school benefit. You can also ask for help from your spouse, your best pal or your child’s friend’s mother in sharing carpooling duties, for instance. You’ll have more opportunities to pursue your own interests and nurture facets of your personality that make you happier, and then you’ll be more of a giver when you have the energy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whether it’s signing up for a local extension course, getting outside for a walk after dinner, taking a morning swim, reading on your porch or doing whatever else it is that turns you on and replenishes you, you’ll feel less overwhelmed by too many “have tos” with more “want tos” in your week. Think of it this way: You have to be strong to help others. Taking care of your inner self is as important as taking care of your outer self. Know your limits, and be happy to be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;*i need to&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;this while listing my 'have tos' and 'want tos' on paper later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Now is the moment! Enjoy it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was a child, enjoying long, luxurious afternoons with pals in the playground while my mother and her friends watched us. We had hours to explore every inch of the place and it felt freeing. I think of those as perfect moments of my childhood. But when it came time to take my own kids to the playground, I was always rushing them to and fro. I thought to myself: What will they remember? Me saying “Hurry up!” on the way to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter, especially, loved to dillydally, and now I understand that for her, pausing on the street to stoop down and watch a caterpillar was more interesting than being at the swings. I had to slow down, too, and say: My memories of the playground may play like a movie on the screen in my mind, but her movie will be of this, the “fuzzy wuzzy” she helped to safety. My thinking had to change from "Get to the playground to have fun!" to "Have fun here, or wherever you may be." This is it. Now is the moment. Enjoy it! Connect. This could be another perfect moment, for her, if you let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;*alamak, ni mcm aku je. i always rush my kids to everywhere. i should stay calm and enjoy the moments. *chanting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but kids being kids kan, they don't understand the concept of time, they do things leisurely taking their own sweet time. kalau dah time pagi2 nak pegi sekolah buat perangai mcm ni, mau kena jerit la kan. other than that crucial time, chill out..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Find your “mouse hole!”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much of a people person you are, everyone needs some moments alone each day to recharge. (Think about it: Even your phone gets to recharge!) Time is the one gift you can give yourself each day to be happier and ward off a bad mood, and it doesn’t cost a thing (or require you to go anywhere). However, when you’re living with roommates or raising kids or inundated with more work than ever and fewer hours to do it in, claiming time and space to yourself can seem like an impossibility. Fortunately, you don’t need to jet off to a palm-tree-dotted island (though that would be nice) or even sleep in the guest room (also tempting sometimes) to get that precious time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my daughter was 3, she used to crawl into her “mouse hole,” the tiny space under the platform of the plastic slide in her room, and drag a picture book or stuffed animals in and play by herself. She told me, “You can’t come in; it’s a mouse hole and only I fit inside.” The wisdom was clear: Even a kid needs time and personal space to herself, to block out the world and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I generally find my time and space when I am swimming or jogging, away from it all. Think of where you feel most relaxed, whether it’s at a local coffeehouse, or even just folding laundry in an unhurried way. Find those peaceful sojourns, banish all the worries and think about the big picture of what makes you happy. The important thing is to try to figure out what that is and then make more time for it in your life, whether it’s being in nature, sharing experiences with the ones you love, or helping others find their emotional satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, you’ll feel better just thinking about it. After this mini-break, I guarantee you’ll feel better and more grateful when you get back to the hustle and bustle of your emotional “house” and your busy life there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;*hahahhaha... ini sgt betul. itulah pasal setiap petang kat rumah kalau tak sekolah, i'll put the kids for their afternoon nap to get some me-time. masa ni lah aku nak menonton tv dgn aman, or having a very thick milo ais tanpa kena pau, dan layan FB/surf internet/play PC game sorang2. yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Conflict can be OK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something we all need to learn. When a friend is mad at you, or you at them (or you are not agreeing with a coworker about the best approach to a project), the hardest thing sometimes is to call the person up and talk about it. But once you do, you always feel better. Chances are, the thing you disagree over is minor, and you have more in common than not, but you need to discuss the situation to find out where you agree and where you don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call your pal and arrange to get together to talk. Tell her she means so much to you and you want to get beyond this stumbling block, and hear her out; then tell her your point of view. Rather than assign blame, let her know you’re sorry for the hurt you caused, or explain that you feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connecting, especially with friends, is important to your happiness long-term, studies show. While you don’t need to overlap completely to have a lot in common (and a lot of fun together), you do need to communicate and get past the little disagreements. Find the overlap and learn from each other, celebrate your differences and laugh about them, too. You can say to yourself: It’s not a case of either/or but both/and, since it’s not either we agree on everything or we can’t be friends. We can both be pals and disagree in one area. We can have conflict in one area, yet still be friends forever. Conflict is healthy. In fact it’s part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;*konflik ni pada aku mcm rencah &amp;amp; rempah kehidupan. tanpa masalah hidup kita tawar2 je la... betul tak? paling penting don't hold&amp;nbsp;grudge, w/pun banyak mende seharian yg boleh buat kita sakit hati. setiap org ada bahagiannya masing2 kan? * i should&amp;nbsp;concentrate&amp;nbsp;more on things that i can change, not on the things that i cant*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glean more happiness secrets at Lucy’s Blog at Self.com or by reading The Nine Rooms of Happiness by Lucy Danziger and Catherine Birndorf, M.D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6300703163143371727?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6300703163143371727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6300703163143371727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6300703163143371727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6300703163143371727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/03/sebahagian-rahsia.html' title='sebahagian rahsia'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-8965232007089262616</id><published>2010-03-03T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:12:31.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>tahun lepas punya cerita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S44nbmgWUfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/S7ZEJka4IpU/s1600-h/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S44nbmgWUfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/S7ZEJka4IpU/s400/Collages.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(klik utk gambar BESAR punya)&lt;/div&gt;bagus la pakai picasa3 ni, buat collage boleh terus upload ke blog. aku suke sangat! tak payah nak upload gambar satu persatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, ni gambar masa kitorg buat open house secara limited edition, raya tahun lepas. almaklumla, rumah jenis 'penthouse'. tetamu datang pun kena pre-arranged batch-by-batch. each batch dlm 4-5 keluarga aje, kawan2 terdekat. menu utama ialah mee bandung. menu sampingan pula lontong, kek &amp;amp; nugget. belah malam giliran family (inlaws) berkumpul ramai2, celebrating iman's 7th bday. makmertua aku bawak rendang &amp;amp; lemang, peh! sedap! kitorg masak nasi &amp;amp; beli ayam golek. penat jugak la dibuatnya. dah dekat tgh malam tu, kemas saja apa2 yg patut, esok paginya baru sambung balik mengemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun anyway, mmg dah lama beno aku tak jemput kawan2 datang rumah. even inlaws aku. last sekali diorang datang berkumpul ramai2 kat rumah aku ialah sebelum ayu lahir (kalau tak silap la). dah lebih 4 thn tu... bukan aku taknak jemput, tapi kesian tengok masing2 semput panjat tangga rumah aku kat tingkat atas sekali. hihihihi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-8965232007089262616?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/8965232007089262616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=8965232007089262616&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8965232007089262616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8965232007089262616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/03/tahun-lepas-punya-cerita.html' title='tahun lepas punya cerita'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S44nbmgWUfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/S7ZEJka4IpU/s72-c/Collages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-922752212659707632</id><published>2010-03-02T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:17:06.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>celebrating iqbal's bday @ kuala selangor (29 Dec)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S4zcu81hvdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/zCh8YpzDUrs/s1600-h/dec09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S4zcu81hvdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/zCh8YpzDUrs/s400/dec09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, testing.. testing... am trying to post picture tru picasa3. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(jalan-jalan @ kuala selangor 28-30 dec 2009)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: klik gambar utk lebih jelas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-922752212659707632?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/922752212659707632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=922752212659707632&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/922752212659707632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/922752212659707632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-testing.html' title='celebrating iqbal&apos;s bday @ kuala selangor (29 Dec)'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S4zcu81hvdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/zCh8YpzDUrs/s72-c/dec09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3425500946819028763</id><published>2010-02-09T13:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:17:29.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>8 feb is my special day</title><content type='html'>Hahahha... aku telah melantak ayam penyet ria &amp;amp; calrs jr. back to back. Giloss.. tapi takpe la... bukan selalu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak aku kecoh2 tanya, &lt;i&gt;'mana kek. kan hari ni jadi omi?'&lt;/i&gt; Ayu pulak dah buat skrip sendiri. dia kata, &lt;i&gt;'ooo.. malam nanti semua datang ramai2 kan? semua nak tengok jadi omi'&lt;/i&gt; - wahai anak2, itu semua berlaku waktu bday korang - only bcoz ur uwan insist! she loves it when all her anak cucu berkumpul. but that rule doesn't applied to omi. omi loves a quiet bday. Tapi beli juga la &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S9e5XK9a9CI/AAAAAAAAAwY/aG_q6wMG8_s/s1600/feb10_small.jpg"&gt;kek kecik&lt;/a&gt; utk tidak menghampakan diorang semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... nak beli apa yek utk hadiah kpd diri sendiri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[cerita ayu]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu mmg kuat bercerita, interwined between reality &amp;amp; anything-stored-in-her-memory kind of stories. ada satu pagi tu, lepas mandi dia cakap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'omi, tuala kena sidai kan? tuala kanak-kanak letak kat luar. tuala ibu bapa letak kat bilik. nanti lama-lama, tuala tu keluar bunga coklat. bunga coklat dah busuk kan? tuala baru bunga warna pink kan?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku perlu beberapa detik utk faham cerita ini... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*refer to iklan downy, fabric softener.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau aku marah dan membebel kat abang iman &amp;amp; abang iqbal. ayu pun sama nak menumpang sekaki. contohnya, hari tu aku marah si iqbal sebab malas nak buat homework. si ayu pun menambah sesedap rasa;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'omi, kalau dah sekolah kena buat homework kan? kalau tak buat homework cikgu marah kan? ayu buat homework. kalau abang iqbal tak buat homework dia tak boleh sekolah kan? nanti dia kena masuk tadika balik kan? sebab tak reti kira. ayu suka sekolah. ayu dah pandai kira. *sambil tunjuk tiga jari* tengok ni omi, satu dua tiga...'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih... enterframe betul minah sorang nih..... could u please let omi do all membebel punya keje?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3425500946819028763?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3425500946819028763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3425500946819028763&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3425500946819028763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3425500946819028763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-feb-is-my-special-day.html' title='8 feb is my special day'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3309328174076942165</id><published>2010-02-01T09:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T11:35:40.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>a dozen cupcake</title><content type='html'>dah lama rasanya tak buat cupcakes. resepi yg ada semuanya jenis pukal, jenuh berejam2 duduk kat dapur bakar kek batch by batch. jadi, aku pun search internet utk resepi yg mudah, have simple ingredients, dan bakar kat oven pun sekali harung je. Thanks &lt;a href="http://laurasparling.blogspot.com/2009/03/vanilla-cupcake-recipe.html" linkindex="196"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; for the recipe. :) This is a very moist vanilla cupcake. amat sesuai di makan waktu bersantai2 kat rumah.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;kaler purple tu versi sesuka hati&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the cakes&lt;br /&gt;4 oz (110 g) Self raising flour *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;guna measuring jug, lebih kurang kat level 100g&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;4 oz (110 g) Caster sugar *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;1/2cup dah cukup, tak manis sgt&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;4 oz (110 g) Unsalted butter - soften *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;100g butter, potong ikut garis pembalut from 250g butter&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp Baking powder&lt;br /&gt;2 Large free range eggs *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;hentam sajala, apa2 yg ada dalam fridge&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp Vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the buttercream&lt;br /&gt;5 oz (140 g) Unsalted butter *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;ambil baki butter tadi - 150g&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;10 oz (280 g) Icing sugar *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;1 cup icing sugar&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Food colouring (Optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat the oven to 160°C / 325°F / Gas mark 3. Don't forget that all ovens vary so you may need to adjust the temperature and cooking time accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Line a cake or muffin tray with your paper cake cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mix the butter with an electric whisk until it is light in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Add the sugar and whisk again until soft and fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Add the eggs and the vanilla and mix again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sieve the flour and baking powder into your bowl and mix one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Divide the mixture between the cake cases and bake in the oven for about twenty minutes *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;kena tambah masa membakar sbb at this point, kek aku masih kuning. tambah lagi 20mins baru masak. lepas ni aku nak try adjust suhu, tukar jadik 180°C&lt;/span&gt;*. The cakes are cooked when they are golden brown and they spring back when touched. Place the cakes on a wire rack to cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. To make the buttercream whisk the soft butter and gradually add the icing sugar a bit at a time. Add some colour if you fancy it and mix well. Fill a piping bag fitted with a large star nozzle with the buttercream and pipe a swirl of it on top of each cake. Decorate as you wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S2YtomcO6wI/AAAAAAAAAvs/zy9B6a0pyE0/s1600-h/cupcake2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="197" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S2YtomcO6wI/AAAAAAAAAvs/zy9B6a0pyE0/s400/cupcake2010.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;preparation time: less than 30mins. jgn letak banyak sgt, habih melimpah. isi separuh jek. actually boleh dapat lebih drpd 12 ketul, maybe sbb bekas ni kecik. lepas cover dengan icing baru nampak lawa sikit. heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3309328174076942165?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3309328174076942165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3309328174076942165&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3309328174076942165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3309328174076942165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/02/dozen-cupcake.html' title='a dozen cupcake'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S2YtomcO6wI/AAAAAAAAAvs/zy9B6a0pyE0/s72-c/cupcake2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-400807506915220344</id><published>2010-01-28T14:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:56:03.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GENG punya pasal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:uv53YTR8HDbk1M:http://demangrajawali.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/wd_geng_dalamgua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" id="ipfuv53YTR8HDbk1M:" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:uv53YTR8HDbk1M:http://demangrajawali.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/wd_geng_dalamgua.jpg" style="border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; vertical-align: bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SAH! Anak2 aku dah overdosed dgn cerita 'GENG'. They memorize the script, line by line. They correct each other,&amp;nbsp;imitate&amp;nbsp;the tone. They act it out for each character. Dah nak lebih sebulan dah since abahnya belikan dvd GENG tu, dari bangun tido pagi sampailah nak tido malam, tak habih2 pasal cerita upin ipin yg satu nih. Kadang2 diorang tag-team, kadang2 berangan sendiri-sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eyeing the details, asking questions like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omi, umur badrul berapa tahun? 10 tahun ke?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jawab: tak, umur badrul 20 tahun sebab dia dah pandai naik bas sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;(tapi ayu masih tak puas hati, pada dia badrul umur 10thn. mungkin nombor 10 dah cukup besar pada pemerhatian kanak2 4 thn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omi, kalau dah besar. boleh keluarkan kepala kat tingkap bas ke?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku hanya jawab: hmmm... bahaya jugak tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omi, mana ayah lim? dia sorang ke takde ayah?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jawab: ayah lim ada kat rumah dia. lim saje ikut badrul balik kampung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omi, masa kecik2 badrul duduk dgn atuk dia ke?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jawab: ha'ah.. (mungkin juga kan?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu baru sebahagian soalan pasal badrul &amp;amp; lim. belum lagi pasal oopet. dan juga apesal nama salleh jadik sally? Kadang2 aku gelak je bila diorang argue sesama sendiri pasal fakta2 yg kabur dalam cerita GENG tersebut. memandai2 je masing2 menambah garam perisa, mereka cerita. Lantakla.. aku pun bukannya tau. aku jawab pun sekadar yg logik aje. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-400807506915220344?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/400807506915220344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=400807506915220344&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/400807506915220344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/400807506915220344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/01/geng-punya-pasal.html' title='GENG punya pasal'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-7461680287027250541</id><published>2010-01-25T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:49:47.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lencongan di hadapan</title><content type='html'>Semalam (Ahad) aku kemas rumah lepas siapkan sarapan pagi (goreng jemput2 aje, cicah gulai sardin). Sedang aku memvacuum living room, aku ternampak habuk tebal di atas meja sisi, aku terus ambil kain basah utk lap habuk. Sambil tu aku lap tv dan rak tv, dan juga rak buku sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ke dapur utk basuh kain lap. Tiba2 aku perasan yg tingkap dapur punyalah kotor - tebal berminyak bercampur habuk. Aku ambik grease cleaner dan spray2 kat tingkap dapur, luar &amp;amp; dalam, dan terus lap dgn kain. Sambil2 tu aku lap sekali frame tingkap yg sama level kotornya. Peh! Bersih bersinar tingkap tu, terasa bertambah 20% terangnya dapur aku! Beg plastik sampah yg tersangkut kat tingkap pun aku kemaskan sekali supaya tak mengacau pemandangan aku ke luar rumah. hahahhaha... bukannya nampak apa pun, dah sah2 kain baju aku yg banyak bersidai kat balkoni belakang.. heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matahari bersinar terang, rugi pulak kalau tak dijemur kasut sekolah anak2 aku. Aku pun sental stokin &amp;amp; kasut sekolah yg dah direndam utk di jemur bawah mentari terik. Ah, legaaa.. setel bab basuh membasuh utk sementara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tengok jam, oh, dah pukul 12 tgh hari, masa utk masak lauk tgh hari. Aku keluarkan ayam drpd freezer, dan bergerak ke living room utk berehat kejap. Penat wooo... tapi, langkah aku terhenti. Aku hanya mampu menepuk dahi bila ternampak vacuum cleaner tersadai di situ.. ceh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya? Aku gigih melangsaikan urusan vacuum memvacuum satu rumah, dan en. hubby yg masak.&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-7461680287027250541?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/7461680287027250541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=7461680287027250541&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7461680287027250541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7461680287027250541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/01/lencongan-di-hadapan.html' title='lencongan di hadapan'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2542819639011586608</id><published>2010-01-17T22:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:24:54.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>kisah ke-tiga belas</title><content type='html'>aku baru je habih baca novel 'the thirteenth tale' ptg tadi. mmg best, mmg sarat dengan misteri, a layered story with twisted ending. setiap watak diolah terperinci. ada cerita di dalam cerita. ada misteri di dalam misteri. membaca buku ni aku terbayang umpama kita kupas kulit bawang, selapis demi selapis. hingga akhirnya kita terkejut sebab bukan ubi bawang yg kita jumpa kat tengah2 bawang tersebut, tapi seketul halia. atau bawang putih. atau limau kasturi. yup, that twisted. inilah yg orang kata cempedak jadik nangka.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku kalau baca apa2 buku cerita atau novel mmg nak ngelat jek - mesti nak tau ending dia macam mana sbb aku tak tahan saspen. but not this time. i took a peek, but didn't dare to read it. setiap perkataan dan setiap ayat dalam buku ni aku ulang baca as not to missed any point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/d/df/Thirteenthtale.jpg/200px-Thirteenthtale.jpg" alt="Cover to the first edition" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i bought it at carrefour for RM5, aku beli sbb murah, bukan sebab aku nak baca sgt, atau tertarik kat buku ni. i might enjoy it, i might not. tak rugi pun. dan mmg aku tak rugi baca buku ni. best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;reading it initially didn't really caught my attention. aku baca sikit, aku simpan balik, lepas seminggu dua baru aku baca semula. gini ler jadiknya bila dah lama sgt baca buku2 teknikal, reports dan segala berita yg menghidangkan fakta2 belaka, i found it hard to digest anything full with literature values. aku rasa mcm tak cukup sabar nak tilik ayat demi ayat demi ayat. only when i stopped sweeping the sentences and pages, that i've started to appreciate it, to be engulfed by its story. u can't speed-read things like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but i've not done yet. i need to read the whole story one more time, scrutinizing the details with the end in mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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belas'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2047406847558553360</id><published>2010-01-05T09:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:23:53.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>laporan hari pertama sekolah</title><content type='html'>sabtu lepas dah uruskan bayaran yuran sekolah kebangsaan utk iman &amp;amp; iqbal. iqbal pula kena ambil diagnostic test. as usual, as a lefty, dia tulis huruf tu terbalik. dia tau mende tu salah, dia padam, tapi tulis terbalik gak. haihhhh... lantaklah, biar cikgu tau apa masalah dia. itu gunanya ujian diagnostik kan? supaya guru2 dapat kenalpasti pencapaian anak murid. as the result, iqbal dpt kelas ke-3 drpd 6 kelas semuanya. boleh la tu, yg penting dia dapat belajar ikut level dia. no rush here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st day of school, abah yg hantar iman &amp;amp; iqbal, dan abah tunggu sampai rehat. waktu balik sekolah, saspen omi &amp;amp; abah tunggu kat pondok jaga bila tengok bebudak sekolah semua meluru keluar. iysk... mana nak carik kalau dah ramai2 mcm ni. tungu punya tunggu, akhirnya nampak abg iman &amp;amp; iqbal berpimpin tangan jalan kat koridor. hehehhehe... cute pulak dua beradik ni. baguss... abag iman mmg boleh diharap.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S0Kbh8NrqfI/AAAAAAAAAvM/25UwutnqbFk/s1600-h/04012010287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S0Kbh8NrqfI/AAAAAAAAAvM/25UwutnqbFk/s320/04012010287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423067908709001714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;penat katanya. berehat sekejap. bawak beg kecik, pensel &amp;amp; kaler aje. dah dapat jadual nanti baru bawak beg sekolah &amp;amp; buku2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S0Kb59gTVxI/AAAAAAAAAvU/yGlsjKC3_2s/s1600-h/04012010290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S0Kb59gTVxI/AAAAAAAAAvU/yGlsjKC3_2s/s320/04012010290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423068321372395282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gerak ke sekolah agama pulak. jumpa cikgu kelas utk pendaftaran dan bayar yuran. kemudian ke tadika ayu utk pendaftaran &amp;amp; bayar yuran jugak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S0Kb6fgMYhI/AAAAAAAAAvc/fyCiSxsn0T8/s1600-h/05012010291.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S0Kb6fgMYhI/AAAAAAAAAvc/fyCiSxsn0T8/s1600-h/05012010291.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S0Kb6fgMYhI/AAAAAAAAAvc/fyCiSxsn0T8/s320/05012010291.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423068330498744850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;muka garang, tapi ada hati tunjuk tanda 'peace' tu! hahahhahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu dah siap nak pegi sekolah. ingatkan tak payah beli uniform baru, tapi seluar dah tersenteng la pulak....  ptg nanti ler jumpa cikgu, beli uniform baru... huhuhuhu....&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/10616918-2047406847558553360?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2047406847558553360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2047406847558553360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2047406847558553360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2047406847558553360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/01/laporan-hari-pertama-sekolah.html' title='laporan hari pertama sekolah'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/S0Kbh8NrqfI/AAAAAAAAAvM/25UwutnqbFk/s72-c/04012010287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-5608344224746624699</id><published>2010-01-04T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:02:14.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>1st day of school 2010</title><content type='html'>hari ni iqbal mula bersekolah darjah 1. macam2 aku pesan kat dia. antaranya:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;dengar cikgu cakap apa&lt;/b&gt; - ni penting sbb iqbal suka berangan dan melayang. mak aku gelar dia 'bang nin'. dia akan buat apa yg dia suka, langsung tak peduli keliling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;jangan kacau kawan2 kat sekolah&lt;/b&gt; - ni pun penting sbb iqbal sgtlah peramah. kalau abg Iman langsung tak bergerak dan susah nak bukak mulut dlm kelas, si iqbal is totally opposite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;lap tangan &amp;amp; mulut dgn sapu tangan. jgn lap kat baju!&lt;/b&gt; - mamposs aku nak menyental nanti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup. itu saje buat hari ni. kalau cakap banyak2 pun bukannya dia ingat. buat penat aku je membebel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abg iman pulak masuk darjah 2. aku cuma pesan suruh jaga iqbal. ambik &amp;amp; hantar adik dia kat kelas. iman ni aku tak risau sgt, he's a caring &amp;amp; responsible boy. nak pesan suruh belajar pun, belum mula belajar lagi. but i know he'll do his best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to iman &amp;amp; iqbal, enjoy your school years. it'll be over soon b4 you know it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-5608344224746624699?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/5608344224746624699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=5608344224746624699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5608344224746624699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5608344224746624699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-school-2010.html' title='1st day of school 2010'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3988197823221353063</id><published>2010-01-01T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:46:01.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><title type='text'>cuti-cuti di rumah</title><content type='html'>Iqbal sungguh lepas laku dan lepas kata. amat jauh berbeza dgn abangnya Iman yg agak berhati2 dan perlukan jawapan yg pasti sebelum meluahkan pendapat. kadang2 abg Iman akan tanya soalan yg sama dua, tiga atau sepuluh kali sampai ominya fedap. dah tak pasal2 kena marah. hehehhe... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to the cheeky Iqbal, once asked his brother Iman: Iman, Allah berapa tahun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iman: Allah takde tahun lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iqbal: Ada! Satu ratus empat ribu tahun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entah mana dia dapat angka tu, aku pun tak tau. lepas aku memberitahu hal sebenar, Allah wujud, tapi takde tahun, Iqbal hanya jawab, 'oh!'. entah dia faham ke tak, tak tau le aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, that's so Iqbal, sesuka hati dia je. heh heh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3988197823221353063?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3988197823221353063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3988197823221353063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3988197823221353063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3988197823221353063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuti-cuti-di-rumah.html' title='cuti-cuti di rumah'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6056335601757967620</id><published>2009-12-21T16:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:47:40.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kampung'/><title type='text'>circle of life</title><content type='html'>Masa aku kecik dulu, tiap kali bila tiba cuti sekolah, mesti aku balik kampung. kat kampung lah aku belajar naik basikal, aku jumpa dan kenal sedara mara, aku dapat hidup kat sawah dan kebun, aku teman atukmak tambat lembu, tolong jaga padi yg dijemur, dan dapat makan macam2 buah-buahan tempatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni, giliran anak2 aku pulak. aku hantar diorang ke rumah mak aku kat tangkak selama 3 minggu. aktiviti pertama of coz main basikal. tapi aku dulu belajar dgn basikal atuk aku, mana ada training wheels tu semua. lama jugak la aku kayuh sambil berdiri, sbb kalau duduk mmg sah kaki tak sampai ke pedal. kawasannya sama jugakla, kat laman rumah. cuma dulu aku boleh pergi jauh sikit sampai area kebun rambutan, kemudian pusing balik ke laman rumah. tapi sekarang kebun rambutan tu dah jadik mahkamah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SzBcJGRCS0I/AAAAAAAAAvE/yc2kcX3Cdjg/s1600-h/30112009211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SzBcJGRCS0I/AAAAAAAAAvE/yc2kcX3Cdjg/s320/30112009211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931663097350978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;laman yg sama aku tempat aku pusing2 belajar basikal zaman 80'an dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan, aku dulu mmg peneman setia arwah atukmak aku. teman dia pergi kenduri, teman pergi rewang, teman pegi pasar, pejabat pos, atau saja2 ziarah sedara mara. kalau dekat jalan kaki, kalau jauh sikit aku bonceng basikal dgn atukmak aku. kalau lagi jauh, kami naik bas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali ni, giliran anak2 aku jalan2 jumpa sedara dan pergi kenduri kendara di kampung. tapi diorang naik 'kancil' lah pergi ke sana sini.... heh heh... mak aku sama mcm atukmak aku, suka berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku harap anak2 aku seronok duduk dgn atukmama diorang. at least, orang kata dapat tukar angin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, until next school holidays... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6056335601757967620?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6056335601757967620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6056335601757967620&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6056335601757967620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6056335601757967620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/12/circle-of-life.html' title='circle of life'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SzBcJGRCS0I/AAAAAAAAAvE/yc2kcX3Cdjg/s72-c/30112009211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-330310618596718796</id><published>2009-12-17T18:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:36:38.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aktiviti akhir tahun 2009 - update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;* nak basuh beg2 sekolah, dan adjust sikit mana2 yg patut. Beg2 Iman nampak boleh pakai lagi tahun depan, so ok. Beg tadika Iqbal boleh buat beg sek. agama, so need to buy a new schoolbag for his sek. keb. only. Beg Ayu dah hancur, need a new one too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aku jumpa mcm2 sampah dalam beg iqbal, termasuk vitagen yg dah kembong &amp;amp; expired. not one, but TWO! itulah dia... nak nyorok2 sangat... last2 tak minum pun....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beg baru utk iqbal &amp;amp; ayu pun dah beli.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Sort baju budak2 ni; mana yg boleh pass down, mana yg boleh totally let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Done. baju2 yg elok dah siap bungkus nak bagi org. the cutest shirts are reserve for lil' irfan. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* tuala2 lama yg aku simpan tu, aku nak jahit sambung2 buat selimut ayu. maybe i should learn on how to quilt. wah! very2 interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tiga helai tuala lama dah dijahit sambung utk buat selimut ayu. quilting is still in progress. letih jugak nak sambung2 kotak2 itu yek. hahahahahha... itu pun mula2 aku ada hati nak buat more complex designs! hikhik... berangan...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* buku2 pun kena kemas jugak. we definitely need another book shelves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;dah beli tiga small bookshelves, each for iman, iqbal &amp;amp; ayu. buku belum kemas lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*vacations. nak pergi mana yek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;cuti dah ambik. yahuuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*shopping for school supplies. bagus jugak sekolah bagi hadiah stationeries, boleh buat stok tahun depan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;pakaian sekolah belum beli lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* i should start browsing topics on small-spaced interior design. terasa nak tukar susun atur rumah. barulah seronok sikit kan? *berangan*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;tak sempat nak susun atur rumah. but mr hubby already dusted the whole house, and sorting things, toys, dan entah apa lagi yg di simpan berabuk2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*aku kena buat jadual harian utk iman, iqbal and ayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;not yet. but i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-330310618596718796?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/330310618596718796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=330310618596718796&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/330310618596718796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/330310618596718796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/12/aktiviti-akhir-tahun-2009-update.html' title='aktiviti akhir tahun 2009 - update'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3268631480311667786</id><published>2009-12-10T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:33:41.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>petua</title><content type='html'>teringat aku kat atukmak aku. kalau lepas dia siang ikan, mesti dia usap2 bilah pisau kat tangan, buat macam sapu butter kat roti. aku pikir dia nak bersihkan pisau, rupanya2 itu petua untuk hilangkan bau hanyir kat tangan.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan, ini yg aku jumpa kat internet:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SyB6CJLz9II/AAAAAAAAAu8/C-2UIY1ChyY/s1600-h/steel_soap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SyB6CJLz9II/AAAAAAAAAu8/C-2UIY1ChyY/s320/steel_soap.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413460929343124610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(2, 26, 50); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div id="item-tab-desc" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; color: rgb(2, 26, 50); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.organize.com/stainless-steel-soap-bar-blomus-reg.html"&gt;Stainless Steel Soap Bar by Blomus®&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="item-tab-desc" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A must have item for the person who does the cooking and also the hosting! This Stainless Steel Soap Bar by Blomus® removes smells from your hands such as garlic, fish, and onion in a cinch! It’s easy to use, just run your hands under cool water and rub the bar between your palms, no liquid soap needed. Dry off and you’re ready to greet your guests at the door. The only give-away to your upcoming meal will be the smells from your kitchen, NOT your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" align="left" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;tr style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(2, 26, 50); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;&lt;div id="additional-item-info" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; background-image: url(http://www.organize.com/lib/organizeeverything1/bubble.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; width: 470px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;div class="addinfo-title" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 25px; font-weight: bold; font-size: 1em; "&gt;Additional Information:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="addinfo-points" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; width: 470px; "&gt;&lt;div id="item-tab-desc" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;Features:&lt;br /&gt;• Made of stainless steel&lt;br /&gt;• Removes smells from your hands&lt;br /&gt;• Great for removing odors from garlic, fish, onion and more&lt;br /&gt;• Includes black soap dish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku terharu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3268631480311667786?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3268631480311667786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3268631480311667786&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3268631480311667786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3268631480311667786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/12/petua.html' title='petua'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SyB6CJLz9II/AAAAAAAAAu8/C-2UIY1ChyY/s72-c/steel_soap.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1045087324064978476</id><published>2009-11-23T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:40:01.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>akhir tahun 2009</title><content type='html'>wah! akhirnya cuti sekolah akhir tahun sudah bermula...*aku suka* Dapat la aku berehat daripada menyental baju sekolah selama beberapa minggu ni. Part kotor yg paling susah nak hilang, kat hujung lengan belah bawah (baju sekolah agama); kotor karbon pensel. mmg melekat betul! Tapi tak sesia jugak la usaha aku merendam baju2 tu dgn vanish semalaman, menyental baju/seluar luar dan dalam, dan bilas dgn nila setiap minggu. Hasilnya, baju2 sekolah semuanya masih elok, boleh pakai lagi tahun depan, dan takdelah kusam terkepam rupanya. *pat my own back* hehehehehhe... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, am preparing a lil' to-do list: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* nak basuh beg2 sekolah, dan adjust sikit mana2 yg patut. Beg2 Iman nampak boleh pakai lagi tahun depan, so ok. Beg tadika Iqbal boleh buat beg sek. agama, so need to buy a new schoolbag for his sek. keb. only. Beg Ayu dah hancur, need a new one too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Sort baju budak2 ni; mana yg boleh pass down, mana yg boleh totally let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* tuala2 lama yg aku simpan tu, aku nak jahit sambung2 buat selimut ayu. maybe i should learn on how to quilt. wah! very2 interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* buku2 pun kena kemas jugak. we definitely need another book shelves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*vacations. nak pergi mana yek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*shopping for school supplies. bagus jugak sekolah bagi hadiah stationeries, boleh buat stok tahun depan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* i should start browsing topics on small-spaced interior design. terasa nak tukar susun atur rumah. barulah seronok sikit kan? *berangan*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*aku kena buat jadual harian utk iman, iqbal and ayu. i should monitor their homeworks and study awal2 lagi, supaya aku takde la rasa saspen bila diorang nak exam. yup, aku yg lelebih risau dan cemas. w/pun aku nampak cool jek :) malas la nak pressure budak2 study, they should enjoy their schools. but at the same time, they should try their best to excel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so far, for year 2009, the kids are doing fine. Iman scored highest marks in few subjects both at sek. keb &amp;amp; agama. Final results for both schools are &gt;95% of total percentages, very excellent. Iqbal did learnt a lot, drpd dia yg hanya tau melukis aje, now he can read, write and do simple maths (&gt;90%, pun excellent juga). Ayu is quite advance in reading &amp;amp; mengaji, cuma cikgu komplen dia kurang minat menulis &amp;amp; mewarna. heh heh... takpelah, ayu baru 4thn kan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me? well, i was hoping for some sort of career advancement, tapi tak tercapai. not yet. aku terasa nak sambung study, tak kisah la ambik master or at least a diploma in different field. tapi aku takut takleh nak handle study &amp;amp; anak2 aku nanti. of coz, i'm living in a comfort, stress-free zone right now, tapi rasa mcm kurang mencabar pulak. heh heh.. boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1045087324064978476?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1045087324064978476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1045087324064978476&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1045087324064978476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1045087324064978476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/11/akhir-tahun-2009.html' title='akhir tahun 2009'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3948334001603543882</id><published>2009-10-29T14:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:45:40.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magic eye</title><content type='html'>Aku mmg ada masalah  untuk melihat objek tersembunyi di balik corak-corak ini. masalahnya, aku nampak imej-imej tersebut tenggelam. sepatutnya imej tersebut timbul. mata aku yang kero ke apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contohnya gambar ni (&lt;a href="http://www.magiceye3ds.com/pictures.aspx"&gt;sumber di sini&lt;/a&gt;). Gambar apakah ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sv0hRmIp2xI/AAAAAAAAAus/1sS7QYnauMc/s1600-h/001magiceye3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sv0hRmIp2xI/AAAAAAAAAus/1sS7QYnauMc/s320/001magiceye3d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403511714092800786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Microsoft Sans Serif';color:#323232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;HOW TO SEE 3D IMAGE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Microsoft Sans Serif';color:#323232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Microsoft Sans Serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Look at the two red marks above the picture. Diverge your eyes as though you are looking through the image into the distance. Diverge your focus into the distance until you see two squares above the image turn into three squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you clearly see three squares, at that distance the hidden 3D image will magically appear. Once you perceive the hidden image and depth, you can look around the entire 3D image easily. The longer you look, the clearer the illusion becomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be easier to find out the 3D image if you print the magic eye picture (black and white will also work).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Microsoft Sans Serif';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*update on 13 nov 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this 'magic eye' trick is also known as stereogram. dengan berpandukan tips di atas, aku berjaya tengok objek tersebut! yey! fokus mata (focal point) sepatutnya berada di belakang gambar, bukannya di depan gambar, baru ler imej tersebut timbul! akhirnya berjaya jugak... peh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what i found today, animated 'magic eye'. disebalik corak ini adalah.... jeng.. jeng.. jeng...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SwSjHYF2mHI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qKxGHI1uhp0/s1600/Animated_Stereogram.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SwSjHYF2mHI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qKxGHI1uhp0/s320/Animated_Stereogram.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405624799872850034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... gambar seekor ikan jerung sedang berenang-renang. kreatif betul! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3948334001603543882?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3948334001603543882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3948334001603543882&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3948334001603543882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3948334001603543882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/10/magic-eye.html' title='magic eye'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sv0hRmIp2xI/AAAAAAAAAus/1sS7QYnauMc/s72-c/001magiceye3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1892505056923781235</id><published>2009-10-02T13:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:41:25.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>synopsis raya 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[sebelum raya]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZOItohBI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fBgT_ah-3sA/s1600-h/sep09_27_biskut+mazola.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZOItohBI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fBgT_ah-3sA/s320/sep09_27_biskut+mazola.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387880997354767378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;percubaan pertama buat biskut mazola. boleh la... heh heh.. *sambil hidung kembang kempis* bangga ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZOXl7SeI/AAAAAAAAAts/t0Wt5nCEe0o/s1600-h/sep09_34_tulis+kadraya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZOXl7SeI/AAAAAAAAAts/t0Wt5nCEe0o/s320/sep09_34_tulis+kadraya.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387881001348975074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kalau sebelum ni, aku yg tulis kad raya utk dihantar kat kaum keluarga, tahun ni ada kerahan tenaga. hahahahha... bagus betul anak2 aku dah pandai menulis, masing2 tulis sendiri kad raya. bagusss... bagusss....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(mula drpd Iman lahir, aku tampal gambar anak2 dlm kad raya sebagai kenangan. boleh buat koleksi gambar mereka membesar dari tahun ke tahun; dari Iman sorang, jadik berdua dgn iqbal, dan kemudian bertiga dgn ayu :) tapi yg sedihnya, aku bagi kat org, tapi aku sendiri tak simpan satu... huhuhuhu.... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZNtzz5zI/AAAAAAAAAtc/tyAq83Wbm4s/s1600-h/sep09_04_bungaApi_beranda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZNtzz5zI/AAAAAAAAAtc/tyAq83Wbm4s/s320/sep09_04_bungaApi_beranda.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387880990132922162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;almaklumla, rumah 'penthouse' takde laman. main ler bunga api kat balkoni aje. heh heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZO-g_q2I/AAAAAAAAAt0/Ub03n9kHlJY/s1600-h/sep09_41_balikKG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZO-g_q2I/AAAAAAAAAt0/Ub03n9kHlJY/s320/sep09_41_balikKG.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387881011797273442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;balik kampung kat k/pilah. entah apa perangai sorang2. yg si Iqbal sebok menulis entah apa (homework tak siap2 jugak) dan lukis peta. ayu pulak tgh bad mood, mula lah pening kepala lah, sakit perut la.... glad we arrived safely at padang lebar. w/pun ada tersangkut sana sini, biasalah, heavy traffics, semua org nak balik kampung... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[pagi raya]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZPXtWzYI/AAAAAAAAAt8/sF076iv6Ty0/s1600-h/sep09_64_pgairaya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZPXtWzYI/AAAAAAAAAt8/sF076iv6Ty0/s320/sep09_64_pgairaya.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387881018560007554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wokeh, beratur... beratur... salam, cium tangan, boleh dapat duit raya sorang satu. lepas tu bagi kat omi tau! jgn sepah2. nanti org lain kebas. hehehehehhe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[raya ke-2]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;raya ke-2 singgah Tangkak sekejap utk beraya rumah mak/pak sedara dan atuk sedara. kemudian kami terus balik puchong utk basuh baju dan repacking, sebelum bertolak ke Sg Sumun. Mak aku, mokde &amp;amp; mokteh tahun ni beraya dgn poksu, jadi kami pun ke sana la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[raya ke-3]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dari Puchong kami terus gerak ke taiping. singgah sekejap melawat muzium, kemudian ke zoo. keluarga poksu, mak aku, mokde &amp;amp; mokteh dah menunggu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZmST-clI/AAAAAAAAAuE/EatAW6uSZac/s1600-h/sep09_114_zoo+taiping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZmST-clI/AAAAAAAAAuE/EatAW6uSZac/s320/sep09_114_zoo+taiping.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387881412248367698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yg khusyuk baca buku tu moksu aku. dia target nak khatam 3 buah novel sempena cuti raya ni. heheheh... lepas pusing2 zoo, kitorang ke gerai makan belakang bomba. makan yong tau fu &amp;amp; sotong kangkung.. nostalgia sungguh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[raya ke-4]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pergi pulau pangkor la pulak. heh heh... dari pagi sampai ke petang. lepas pusing2 satu pulau, kita piknik tepi laut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZm8sEA2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/SjozI9x0ne8/s1600-h/sep09_214_pangkor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZm8sEA2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/SjozI9x0ne8/s320/sep09_214_pangkor.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387881423623684962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jernih betul air laut kat sini! pasir pun halus je... mmg best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[raya ke-5]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singgah pasir salak sekejap sebelum gerak ke cameron highland. giler jalan sakan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZnEMQIcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/zVerlyKaD34/s1600-h/sep09_235_pasirsalak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZnEMQIcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/zVerlyKaD34/s320/sep09_235_pasirsalak.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387881425637745090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kalau aku nak ulas kisah pasir salak ni, mmg panjang. perebutan kuasa, penindasan, tak puas hati, dan memberontak. (datuk maharajalela seorang pejuang atau penjenayah?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dari pasir salak kami ke tapah, tunggu family husband sampai (diorang beraya kat malim nawar). kemudian, kami ramai2 ke cameron highland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[raya ke-6]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kami bermalam di tanah rata.  bagus jalan masa raya2 ni, org tak ramai. sewa apartment pun murah. puas hati jugak la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dari cameron highland, aku sekeluarga terus balik puchong (eh, takde lah terus balik terus pun, singgah kejap kat rawang, rumah angah)... penat woooo... melepek habih! besok tu, sambung lagi beraya kat rumah mak/pak sedara kat kl pulak.... peh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZniYFLLI/AAAAAAAAAuc/OYqmOcYrdg0/s1600-h/sep09_263_cameron.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZniYFLLI/AAAAAAAAAuc/OYqmOcYrdg0/s320/sep09_263_cameron.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387881433740422322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biasalah, kalau tak bergambar dgn pokok teh mmg tak sah. hehehehehhe.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1892505056923781235?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1892505056923781235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1892505056923781235&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1892505056923781235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1892505056923781235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/10/synopsis-raya-2009.html' title='synopsis raya 2009'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SsWZOItohBI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fBgT_ah-3sA/s72-c/sep09_27_biskut+mazola.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3874302283513895573</id><published>2009-09-17T09:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:39:26.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><title type='text'>menghampiri syawal 1430H</title><content type='html'>raya datang lagi... sedar tak sedar dah nak dekat sebulan kita berpuasa. aku bangga dgn Iman &amp;amp; Iqbal kerana berpuasa hampir penuh tahun ni. Hari yg tak puasa pun sbb demam dan haus sgt katanya. takpelah. diorang baru 5-6thn. tapi masa kecik2 ni lah kena prektis pose. senang kita nak membentuknya. cuma kena lebihkan bersabar, kena puji2 melambung2, kena bagi kata2 semangat, dan kena cerita yg best2 pasal puasa dan raya. everyday, without fail. yup, itu je syaratnya. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku bukan rajin sgt nak bangun sahur, tapi sbb nak ajar bebudak ni puasa, mmg takleh miss sahurlah. iman tak banyak kerenah. bila di kejut dia terus bangun pegi makan. iqbal plk, masa awal2 puasa dia ok. bila dah akhir2 ni, siap menangislah, nak dukunglah, entah hapa lagi perangai. kadang2 dah bunyik azan, tapi dia masih makan, saje lambat2. aku biarkan aje. yg penting lepas tu, dia kena puasa jugak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu pulak? ada juga dia puasa sehari dua, lepas tu dah tak tahan. sakit perutlah, angin lah, hauslah, penatlah. yg kelakarnya, dia dah melantak kuih &amp;amp; milo jam 6ptg; masa berbuka, dia pun berkobar2 sama nak makan mengalahkan org puasa! heheheheh....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh, tahun ni, utk julung2 kalinya aku buat biskut raya: biskut mazola. hahahhahaha... mcm tak percaya plk. mmg jadik, mmg sedap. senang rupanya membuatnya. anak2 aku pun suka. tapi nampaknya mmg tak sempat nak bagi org lain makan, sbb kitorang dah perabiskan setengah telap. hehehehehhe.... (zahra, aku simpankan seketul biskut mazola utk kau yek.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SrGdlm4moqI/AAAAAAAAAtU/2Ez8BtergFg/s1600-h/RAYA_2009.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SrGdlm4moqI/AAAAAAAAAtU/2Ez8BtergFg/s320/RAYA_2009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382256299103134370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(klik gambar utk lebih jelas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iye, aku takde gambar sefamily yg terkini. dan nak carik gambar budak bertiga ni pun payah. jadi, terimalah gambar ucapan raya yg agak garang untuk tahun ni. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3874302283513895573?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3874302283513895573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3874302283513895573&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3874302283513895573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3874302283513895573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/09/menghampiri-syawal-1430h.html' title='menghampiri syawal 1430H'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SrGdlm4moqI/AAAAAAAAAtU/2Ez8BtergFg/s72-c/RAYA_2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3375806085931213391</id><published>2009-09-04T16:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:06:00.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>I’m Sorry, What Did You Say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;I’m Sorry, What Did You Say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;By: Natalie Willis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Makers of Rosetta Stone Language Software,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have a problem I was hoping you could help me with. I have three beautiful, smart children. I know they are smart because their teachers tell me so, and this assertion is backed up by test grades and report cards. So, I have to assume the shortcoming in our relationship comes from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I was in high school and college I had to take a foreign language. I opted for Latin, given my desire to someday get paid to argue (lawyer) or get paid to fix little kids boo-boos with a kiss and a smile and maybe write them a ’script (doctor). I followed through on neither career choice, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while it makes me feel all smart and stuff that I can conjugate words like abstineô and tell you the root meaning of cerebr, it has very little everyday usefulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time my lack of language skills has gotten me in trouble. I have been known on more than one occasion to greatly offend some of my Spanish-speaking friends by asking what seemed to be a simple question. While I am certain I said, “May I please borrow your restroom?” in fact, what I actually said is something along the lines of, “My chicken pooped on your grandmother’s toast.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Me? Not so good with the other languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had English down pretty well, though. However, there seems to be an issue with my dialect. Or accent. Or enunciation. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned above, my kids are smart. Really. So, when I say, “Please go brush your teeth,” and they hear “Please go play your Nintendo DS,” I have no choice but to believe it is some failure on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said: “Please hurry. We are running late.”&lt;br /&gt;They heard: “Please try to set a world record for slowest walking human. EVER.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I said: “Get dressed.”&lt;br /&gt;They heard: “Why don’t you sit on your floor, wrapped in a towel, after your shower, and catch up on some reading?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said: “I am going to go brush my teeth. Please have all your school stuff by the door, ready to go.”&lt;br /&gt;They heard: “Please, for Pete’s sweet sake, take everything you own out of your back pack and dump it in a pile in the middle of the living room floor so that you can verify the existence of your very favorite pencil because if you don’t have it there is simply no way you can do your schoolwork.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can see, there is obviously a language barrier issue here. Maybe it is merely a dialect issue? Maybe it is a whole other language that I can’t possibly expect them to understand? Maybe I actually don’t make any sound at all and they are just doing the best they can trying to understand my nonexistent subtitles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I clearly need your help. It is not them. It is me. I know that and have taken the first step to solving my problem. However, I looked all through your website. I found Swahili, Mandarin and even Persian. And while those sound like interesting languages to learn, they are not exactly applicable to my particular situation. At least I don’t think they are. Maybe that is my problem … I am not even sure what language my children understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosetta Stone, we are a family in crisis. What kind of mother can I be, if we can’t communicate effectively? I beg of you, please let me know exactly what software it is I need to purchase with three easy credit card payments of $39.95 plus shipping and handling? My family’s health, well being, and tooth brushing depends on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for your prompt attention to this matter. I look forward to hearing from you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First published February 2009&lt;br /&gt;(source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divinecaroline.com/22117/68105-i-m-sorry--did-say-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;divinecaroline.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;==============&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh heh.. tergelak baca artikel ni... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sentences bold in red? it is sooooooooooo iqbal. not wrapped-in-towel version, but holding-clothes-in-one-hand type. and not only he has a sudden urge and interest to read, he'll also take time to rearrange his toy vehicles. and while at it, he'll reorganised his toy farm too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kadang2 aku terpikir jugak, apa la yg budak2 ni pikir dan dengar bila kita cakap atau suruh diorang buat itu ini. cakap perlahan pun tak jalan, kalau terpekik2 kang, buat sakit tekak aje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iysk.. iysk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3375806085931213391?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3375806085931213391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3375806085931213391&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3375806085931213391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3375806085931213391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry-what-did-you-say.html' title='I’m Sorry, What Did You Say?'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6945695235998306422</id><published>2009-08-26T15:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:24:24.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>ngeri</title><content type='html'>kejadian ni mmg betul2 berlaku. bukan cobaan. manalah aku sangka, tgh elok2 tidur boleh pulak anak aku sorang ni bangun dgn berlumuran darah! ngeri giler!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minggu lepas, hari selasa lebih kurang jam 4 pagi. Iman kejutkan aku. dia kata badan dia panas, mcm demam. aku pun rasa dahi dia mmg panas sikit, dan badan dia berpeluh. jadi aku bagi dia makan ubat demam. lepas tu aku suruh dia tidur balik dalam bilik dgn iqbal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oleh sebab iman bukak lampu bilik, si iqbal terjaga sambil menggosok2 mata. iman pun cakap, 'omi, tengok iqbal ni!' sambil tunjuk baju iqbal. aku pun hairanlah sbb mcm ada tompok2 coklat kat baju iqbal, dan kat bantal, cadar dan selimut. aku pun tanya iman, dia muntah kat iqbal ke? iman cakap takde, mana ada dia muntah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku jadik panik. aku belek2 telinga dia, hidung dia, kepala dia kot2 berdarah. tapi takde pulak. bila aku tengok leher dan bawah dagu, aku punyalah terkejut sbb ada luka besar tersopak kedalam, nampak isi daging, betul2 bawah dagu dia! astaghfirullah...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku kejut husband sambil cuba bertenang. ok, darah dah kering, takde la aku risau sgt. cuma kami tampal plaster besar (adhesive wound dressing) utk cover luka tu. iqbal masih blur, dia langsung tak menangis atau cakap sakit. bila aku tanya kena kat mana, dia tunjuk birai katil. aku musykil. mcm mana boleh terkena kat situ padahal besi katil tu di tutup dgn tilam, dan tiada setitik darah pun kat lantai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah buat CSI lebih kurang, dan keluarkan mcm2 teori. kitorang sambung tido... masih awal pagi kan.... aku bagi iqbal makan ubat demam utk kurangkan sakit dan tak mau dia demam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pagi tu kat klinik, luka dia kena jahit. 4 benang hitam tersimpul bawah dagu. ngilu aku tengok. dah berjahit bawah dagu pun masih melompat, berlari sana sini. lemah lutut aku tengok budak sorang ni. iysk, mmg tak reti sakit agaknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpYCBMOOHsI/AAAAAAAAAtE/lC3vS0Af-n8/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpYCBMOOHsI/AAAAAAAAAtE/lC3vS0Af-n8/s320/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374485424797261506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;inilah rupanya dari bawah. kena tukar plaster selalu sbb makan comot2, sampai dagu. kang tak pasal2 semut hurung ke apa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas kejadian tu, mmg macam2 aku pikir. aku rasa mcm mimpi pun ada, percaya tak percaya. and we thought he's safely tucked in his bed that night! inilah yg dinamakan takdir. kalau dah nak kena, kat mana2/apa cara pun kena jugak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jenuh aku &amp;amp; hubby buat CSI dalam bilik. belek2 bawah katil, bucu katil, atas katil.. tapi masih buntu. kalaulah dia jatuh ke bawah katil, mestilah kepala terhantuk dulu kan masa dia nak bangun? mcm mana dagu pulak boleh tersangkut, terkoyak mcm tu sekali? entahla...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shuddered to think what if he's not stop bleeding that night. what if the wound more severed? my child is wounded yet i'm deep asleep, oblivious to what was happening. ngeri betul. aku berdoa semoga Allah melindungi anak2 aku dari segala bahaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; font-size:14px;"&gt;Bismillahi Tawakal tu al Allah wa la hawla wa la quwwata illa billah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpTvV_tIaJI/AAAAAAAAAs8/0_shx0doj6k/s1600-h/aug09_114_berbuka.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpTvV_tIaJI/AAAAAAAAAs8/0_shx0doj6k/s1600-h/aug09_114_berbuka.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpTvV_tIaJI/AAAAAAAAAs8/0_shx0doj6k/s320/aug09_114_berbuka.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374183416516864146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dua org budak dah tak sabar nak berbuka. iqbal pun puasa jugak w/pun bertampal dagu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;awal2 lagi dah mengadap air oren sejuk. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(menyambut awal ramadhan di rumah arwah atuk, tangkak)&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/10616918-6945695235998306422?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6945695235998306422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6945695235998306422&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6945695235998306422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6945695235998306422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/08/ngeri.html' title='ngeri'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpYCBMOOHsI/AAAAAAAAAtE/lC3vS0Af-n8/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3674791113022408597</id><published>2009-08-25T13:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:23:18.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>ramadhan 1430H</title><content type='html'>Iman dah mula berpuasa penuh sejak hari pertama lagi. maklumlah, dah darjah 1, takkan nak separuh hari lagi. lagipun tgh cuti sekolah. mmg duduk rumah je, takde pegi mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk menggalakkan iman, iqbal &amp;amp; ayu berpuasa, berbuih2lah mulut omi &amp;amp; abah menerangkan apa itu puasa, mengapa perlu puasa, nikmat puasa (nanti dapat berbuka dan lepas sebulan puasa dapat beraya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iman &amp;amp; iqbal nampak dah faham... tapi ayu? heh heh.. pagi2 1 ramadhan tu, aku tanya dia..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omi: &lt;i&gt;ayu nak puasa tak?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayu: &lt;i&gt;NAK!&lt;/i&gt; (peh, semangat betul)&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu ayu tanya lagi: &lt;i&gt;nak pakai baju apa?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku blur kejap. apehal la nak puasa tanya pakai baju apa pulak? rupa2nya dia ingat puasa tu  raya.... hahahhahahahah.... alahaiii... heh heh.. dalam berjela2 cakap pasal puasa, raya je yg dia faham.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[unplanned vacation, 1-2 aug 2009]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iman, iqbal dan ayu sebok tanya, bila nak pegi hotel, nak mandi swimming pool. ye la, sbb dah janji masa cuti sekolah hari tu kan. tapi dah semua kena cikenpox, mcm mana nak pegi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku pun survey2 la tempat2 yg berhampiran. aku jumpa satu resort kat pantai morib. cantekkkk... dekat pun dekat... lalu banting boleh singgah beli kerepek. sampai je sana, tengok2 oarang punyalah ramai. laaa.... ada reunion sekolah pulak... bilik semua penuh. aduilah... menyesal tak booking awal2. hampeh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perjalanan diteruskan ke arah selatan. konon2 nak pegi sri malaysia bagan lalang. pun penuh jugak! ada family reunion pulak dahhh.... last2 terus ke PD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kat PD pun penuh daaa... tak sangka la pulak ramai yg nak berunion hujung minggu tu. aku tengok jam dah pkl 5. kalau tak jumpa jugak resort yg sesuai dgn budget, mmg aku cadang terus balik tangkak je la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last2 setel kat ilham resort. yahuu... anak2 aku mmg seronok la. tukar baju terus berendam dalam kolam. heh heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpN4SyKlyLI/AAAAAAAAAss/n-OsJnmvkbk/s1600-h/aug09_(57)_rumahapi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpN4SyKlyLI/AAAAAAAAAss/n-OsJnmvkbk/s320/aug09_(57)_rumahapi.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373771044482304178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;owh.. rupa2nya ilham resort ni terletak di sebelah kawasan rumah api tanjung tuan. selain tempat rumah api, kat sinilah tempat persinggahan burung2 yg berhijrah dari utara/selatan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fuh! semput aku nak jejak sampai ke kawasan ni. ambik nafas dulu sebelum panjat tangga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpN4SRdlLpI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Bjtv4ORL-T4/s1600-h/aug09_(8)_cuak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpN4SRdlLpI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Bjtv4ORL-T4/s320/aug09_(8)_cuak.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373771035703586450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sambung berendam dalam kolam. ayu muka cuak sbb bekas air tu terlepas dari tangan dia bila dia nak simbah air ke abang iman/iqbal. heh heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpN4TVZ9fuI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IlBsWX56mvg/s1600-h/aug09_(67)_hutan.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ulu bendul]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hari tu kitorang balik k/pilah, singgah mandi sungai kat ulu bendul. sejuk betul air dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpN4RjeyxAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/GlUgGztCWyc/s1600-h/junjul09_25_splash.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpN4RjeyxAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/GlUgGztCWyc/s320/junjul09_25_splash.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373771023360640002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ini budak 2 org yg tak reti sejuk. leka betul main air.&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/10616918-3674791113022408597?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3674791113022408597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3674791113022408597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3674791113022408597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3674791113022408597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-1430h.html' title='ramadhan 1430H'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SpN4SyKlyLI/AAAAAAAAAss/n-OsJnmvkbk/s72-c/aug09_(57)_rumahapi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2370273308802712457</id><published>2009-08-14T09:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:48:32.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>di pondok kecil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;dipondok kecil di pantai ombak&lt;br /&gt;berbuih putih beralun-alun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disuatu hari ayah berkata&lt;br /&gt;jaga adik mu ayahkan pergi jauh&lt;br /&gt;ku pandang wajah ayah dahinya ku cium&lt;br /&gt;air mata mengalir hatiku pilu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diam-diamlah sayang jangan menangis&lt;br /&gt;doakan ayah semoga diterima&lt;br /&gt;diam adik ku sayang jangan menangis&lt;br /&gt;andai ayah gugur doakan dia syahid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat berjuangan ayah tercinta&lt;br /&gt;kau pergi dulu ayah ke medan juang&lt;br /&gt;ku iringi doa moga berjaya&lt;br /&gt;beroleh kemenangan demi agama Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai abang ku kemana ayah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;ku sayang ayah ku cinta ayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duhai adik ku sayang jangan bersedih&lt;br /&gt;ayah mu pergi menyambut seruan Ilahi&lt;br /&gt;tapi ingatlah adik ku pesanan ayah&lt;br /&gt;berjuangan dan berkorban walau dimana jua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pada Mu Tuhan aku bermohon&lt;br /&gt;dosa ayah ku minta diampunkan&lt;br /&gt;berilah rahmat bantulah dia&lt;br /&gt;untuk menegakkan agama Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(youtube link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gZJUsxplNk"&gt;Nadamurni_dipondok kecil&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gZJUsxplNk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gZJUsxplNk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======================&lt;br /&gt;sayu pulak bila terngiang lagu ni kat telinga aku. teringat balik zaman2 sekolah dulu, layan lagu ni kat surau..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alfatihah utk Ust. Asri (Rabbani). terima kasih kerana meminjamkan suaramu utk mengalunkan zikrullah dan nasyid2 yg indah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2370273308802712457?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2370273308802712457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2370273308802712457&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2370273308802712457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2370273308802712457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/08/di-pondok-kecil.html' title='di pondok kecil'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-413703007281191888</id><published>2009-07-24T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:18:55.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>i need to post this! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Monster with Boobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;By: Maija Threlkeld&lt;br /&gt;(source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divinecaroline.com/22111/56181-monster-boobs"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;devine caroline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately my five-year-old has been drawing profusely after school. Always with a red crayon. As he draws, he shares aloud the “story” that he is creating. No surprise, there’s at least two “blasts” and lots of “pew-pew” shooting sounds mixed with rockets, fireballs, and something called blasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the narration ends, his drawing is covered with a swirl of red hiding the layers of events underneath. These action-filled abstracts add excitement to our bulletin boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I sifted through the basket holding the drawings—with three children it’s spilling over by day’s end, I was startled by a red outline of a creature with distinct boobs, areola included. I knew my son’s artwork had evolved to the current potato stick people stage, but so far there hadn’t been any detailed anatomy. The one time I had thought a potato person had been “enhanced,” I was quickly informed, “That’s his gun on his belt.” Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these were clearly boobs. Long, droopy boobs in need of a serious breast augmentation. The only boobs he seems to focus on are his Mom’s so this wild-eyed monster creature with hanging boobs is meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;. And here I thought mine were well, still relatively perky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood has its share of indignities but this just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a vision too. I commanded the entire vertical sheet. My feet stood on the paper’s edge and my swirly hair graced the other. My body was one enormous vertical square from which the boobs slung over like straps off a saddle. My arms (drawn as thin lines, but what does that matter now) were raised from my sides, topped with circles depicting my hands and jutting out stick fingers. I appear to be wearing pants and heavy boots or shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All femininity shot to hell. To my son, I am Hulk Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least at my side is an adorable cat, or what appears to be one. The cat’s smiling, whereas I have a serious straight mouth. I look angry. My mind darts to all of the recent battles of wills and scoldings and challenges. Obviously it’s been too much for my poor little boy: this monster mother overpowering the page must mean he is overwhelmed by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel William’s warm cheek as he peeks over my shoulder and then catches my eye, happy to find me admiring his artwork so intently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“See Mommy? It’s Mario!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mario? Mario, the character from Nintendo?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah!” he beams back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But what are … What &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt; this?” I carefully inquire, pointing gingerly toward the areola of one boob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Those are his BUTTONS!” William cheerfully hollers before scampering off to draw some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for art therapy. My femininity—and perky boobs—are reclaimed. For now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;==============&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahha.. lawak giler...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku pun ada cerita iras-iras mcm ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada satu malam tu, iqbal tiba-tiba cakap, '&lt;i&gt;omi ada titik!&lt;/i&gt;' sambil tergelak2 menengok aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku terkejut sebab dengar dia sebut '&lt;i&gt;tetek&lt;/i&gt;'. aku nak marah jugakla, tapi aku tanya balik, '&lt;i&gt;titik apa?&lt;/i&gt;' dengan muka berkerut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dia jawab, '&lt;i&gt;tu, titik kat kaki!&lt;/i&gt;' dan sambung gelak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laaa... dia tunjuk taik lalat kat kaki aku rupanya.... aduyaii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-413703007281191888?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/413703007281191888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=413703007281191888&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/413703007281191888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/413703007281191888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-post-this.html' title='i need to post this! :)'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-7003825501032755656</id><published>2009-07-24T08:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:08:12.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>multi-lingual</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Unraveling how children become bilingual so easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_med_healthbeat_bilingual_tots"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;yahoo news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASHINGTON – The best time to learn a foreign language: Between birth and age 7. Missed that window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New research is showing just how children's brains can become bilingual so easily, findings that scientists hope eventually could help the rest of us learn a new language a bit easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We think the magic that kids apply to this learning situation, some of the principles, can be imported into learning programs for adults," says Dr. Patricia Kuhl of the University of Washington, who is part of an international team now trying to turn those lessons into more teachable technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each language uses a unique set of sounds. Scientists now know babies are born with the ability to distinguish all of them, but that ability starts weakening even before they start talking, by the first birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuhl offers an example: Japanese doesn't distinguish between the "L" and "R" sounds of English — "rake" and "lake" would sound the same. Her team proved that a 7-month-old in Tokyo and a 7-month-old in Seattle respond equally well to those different sounds. But by 11 months, the Japanese infant had lost a lot of that ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time out — how do you test a baby? By tracking eye gaze. Make a fun toy appear on one side or the other whenever there's a particular sound. The baby quickly learns to look on that side whenever he or she hears a brand-new but similar sound. Noninvasive brain scans document how the brain is processing and imprinting language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mastering your dominant language gets in the way of learning a second, less familiar one, Kuhl's research suggests. The brain tunes out sounds that don't fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're building a brain architecture that's a perfect fit for Japanese or English or French," whatever is native, Kuhl explains — or, if you're a lucky baby, a brain with two sets of neural circuits dedicated to two languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's remarkable that babies being raised bilingual — by simply speaking to them in two languages — can learn both in the time it takes most babies to learn one. On average, monolingual and bilingual babies start talking around age 1 and can say about 50 words by 18 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italian researchers wondered why there wasn't a delay, and reported this month in the journal Science that being bilingual seems to make the brain more flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The researchers tested 44 12-month-olds to see how they recognized three-syllable patterns — nonsense words, just to test sound learning. Sure enough, gaze-tracking showed the bilingual babies learned two kinds of patterns at the same time — like lo-ba-lo or lo-lo-ba — while the one-language babies learned only one, concluded Agnes Melinda Kovacs of Italy's International School for Advanced Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While new language learning is easiest by age 7, the ability markedly declines after puberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're seeing the brain as more plastic and ready to create new circuits before than after puberty," Kuhl says. As an adult, "it's a totally different process. You won't learn it in the same way. You won't become (as good as) a native speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yet a soon-to-be-released survey from the Center for Applied Linguistics, a nonprofit organization that researches language issues, shows U.S. elementary schools cut back on foreign language instruction over the last decade. About a quarter of public elementary schools were teaching foreign languages in 1997, but just 15 percent last year, say preliminary results posted on the center's Web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What might help people who missed their childhood window? Baby brains need personal interaction to soak in a new language — TV or CDs alone don't work. So researchers are improving the technology that adults tend to use for language learning, to make it more social and possibly tap brain circuitry that tots would use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall that Japanese "L" and "R" difficulty? Kuhl and scientists at Tokyo Denki University and the University of Minnesota helped develop a computer language program that pictures people speaking in "motherese," the slow exaggeration of sounds that parents use with babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese college students who'd had little exposure to spoken English underwent 12 sessions listening to exaggerated "Ls" and "Rs" while watching the computerized instructor's face pronounce English words. Brain scans — a hair dryer-looking device called MEG, for magnetoencephalography — that measure millisecond-by-millisecond activity showed the students could better distinguish between those alien English sounds. And they pronounced them better, too, the team reported in the journal NeuroImage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's our very first, preliminary crude attempt but the gains were phenomenal," says Kuhl.But she'd rather see parents follow biology and expose youngsters early. If you speak a second language, speak it at home. Or find a play group or caregiver where your child can hear another language regularly."You'll be surprised," Kuhl says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;"They do seem to pick it up like sponges."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=============================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, children learn and absorb everything quickly, not just on languages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku pun konon2 nak jugakla latih anak2 aku ni bercakap b/inggeris di rumah. i mean with proper sentences and correct grammar. bukan manglish yek, bahasa rojak bukan termasuk kategori 'bilingual' (w/pun aku selalu jugak merojakkkan bahasa :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku teringat kat Iman, masa dia umur 4-5 thn, after watching playhouse disney channel all day long; he just shouted '&lt;i&gt;hey, wait for me!&lt;/i&gt;' when he was left behind. Of course children love to copy and imitate others, but citing the phrase at the right moment meaning that they really understand the words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a few days ago, iqbal said, '&lt;i&gt;omi, may i borrow your water&lt;/i&gt;' when asking for a plain water to drink. hehehhe. muka serius pulak tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu? part ni ada konfius sikit. bila kita cakap 'are you....', dia perasan kita panggil nama dia, 'ayu'. mcm mana tu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-7003825501032755656?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/7003825501032755656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=7003825501032755656&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7003825501032755656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/7003825501032755656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/07/multi-lingual.html' title='multi-lingual'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3984584358702190070</id><published>2009-07-16T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:50:06.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>freezing</title><content type='html'>apesal sehari dua ni ofis aku sejuk giler? harus aku bawak comforter esok. dah pakai jaket pun terasa sejuk sampai ke tulang! *gigil*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[spelling frenzy]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sejak hujung minggu lepas, dari bukak mata sampai tutup mata, si ayu tak habih2 mengeja. dah la tu, siap jerit2 sebijik mcm kat sekolah dia! bingit betul. setakat ni dia berjaya eja perkataan yg mudah2, sukukata yang mengandungi satu atau dua huruf. kalau masuk tiga huruf, dia kata dia tak belajar lagi. heh heh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;N, A = naaa... S, I = sik... NASIK!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A = aaa... B, H = bah... ABAH!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;B, A = baaa... P, A = pak.. BAPAK!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagi satu, ni mmg aku kurang faham..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U = uuu... M, I = miii.... UMI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B, E, N, ten... BEN-10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A = aaa.. B, A, H = bah... ABAH! &lt;i&gt;(dah betul eja ABAH)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UMI BEN-10 ABAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila aku tanya kat ayu, ape bende 'umi ben-10 abah' tu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dia jawab: &lt;i&gt;sebab, Iman Hariz Bin Hazril. Umi Ben-10 Abah lah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm... adakah dia ingat Ben-10, Bin dan Binti tu semuanya sama? entahla labuu... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi cute jugak tengok mulut dia terkumat kamit bila kita bagi dia perkataan suruh eja. dia akan sebutkan huruf vokal dulu, kemudian baru dia padankan dgn huruf konsonan yg menghasilkan bunyi tu.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau aku suruh eja BU, dia akan bunyikkan U dulu, baru kemudian dia tambah B, U= buuu... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh heh.. really cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[weddings]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having witnessing many weddings of close relatives, iman, iqbal dan ayu start to speculate on how umi and abah got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*aku mencuri dengar sambil tersengeh2 menahan gelak*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iman: &lt;i&gt;masa omi dgn abah kawin, iman kan jadik baby. ayu dalam perut abah, iqbal dalam perut umi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu: &lt;i&gt;ayu masa tu kecik sangat. ayu tak tengok omi dgn abah kawin. ayu kena tinggal dgn bibik. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iqbal: &lt;i&gt;iqbal pun tak tengok omi dgn abah kawin. masa tu iqbal kena tinggal kat tangkak, dgn atuk mama, dan atuk ude.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehhe... memandai-mandai je korang yek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3984584358702190070?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3984584358702190070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3984584358702190070&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3984584358702190070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3984584358702190070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/07/freezing.html' title='freezing'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1555744952406127176</id><published>2009-07-10T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:50:36.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>uke</title><content type='html'>ayu's now yapping a lot! kadang2 aku tak tau ujung pangkal cerita dia. dan kadang2 tu, aku hanya mampu memandang, bemused by her non-stop talking sambil berkata dalam hati, '&lt;i&gt;apahal lah budak ni tak berenti bercakap. bingit betul telinga.. nak tengok tv pun tak boleh.&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of coz le aku tak cakap mcm tu kat dia. heh heh. kadang2 aku angguk kepala. kadang2 aku cakap, '&lt;i&gt;hmmm..&lt;/i&gt;' atau '&lt;i&gt;iye?&lt;/i&gt;'. in approriate places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau abang iman cakap pasal pensel, si ayu pun sebok la cerita kawan dia ada pensel barbie. warna pink. kalau abang iqbal cerita pasal kawan dia kat sekolah, si ayu pun sebok cerita pasal kawan dia kat sekolah jugak. dah sah2 diorang satu sekolah yg sama, mestilah diorang berkawan dgn org yg sama, dan cerita pun cerita yg sama kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malam tadi aku tanya, '&lt;i&gt;iqbal dgn ayu makan apa kat sekolah tgh hari tadi?&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iqbal jawab: &lt;i&gt;ikan.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu jawab:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;omi, tadi kan.. kat sekolah kan.. ayu makan kaki ikan. cikgu bagi kaki ikan kat ayu. tapi ayu tak nak sebab ayu tak suka makan kaki ikan. ayu suka makan ikan sahaja. kaki dia ayu taknak. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jawapan yg panjang lebar dan terperinci. dah besar sok boleh tulis novel. eh, kejap. sejak bila ikan ada kaki?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan hari tu abah tanya ayu: '&lt;i&gt;ayu suka main dgn patung barbie ke?&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu jawab:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;tak. kadang-kadang ayu suka main dgn patung barbie. kadang2 ayu tak suka. suke tak suke jadik uke. uke tu apa?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[shortcut]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu dah ambik shortcut. tak pass lagi tulis ABC sampai Z, dia dah pandai membaca dan mengeja. anak ke-3 dgn abang2 yg rapat2 umurnya mmg mcm ni kot, cepat catch-up. in fact i don't remember sitting down with ayu reading ABC. mungkin sebab aku dah tak larat nak ulang lagi ABC lepas iman &amp;amp; iqbal. bila aku ajar iman &amp;amp; iqbal membaca, dgn ayu2 sekali aku ajar baca buku. heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malam tadi ayu eja:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-A, MA...... T-A, TA........ MATA.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-A, MA...... T-E, TE......... MATE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh heh. mmg terer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[konpius]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iqbal konpius. mengapa ejaan lain daripada sebutan. dia tanya "&lt;i&gt;'A' tu bunyik dia 'WA' ke? kenapa 'seluar' jadik 'seluwar'? kenapa 'keluar' jadik 'keluwar'?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan iqbal konpius ejaan english. dia tanya aku hari tu, '&lt;i&gt;kalau eja pensel dalam english, pen-cil ke, pen-sale? dua-dua boleh ke?'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan, '&lt;i&gt;kalau 'PU' dalam bahasa inggeris, sebut dia 'PA' ke? kenapa sebut 'pazel' (puzzle)?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;berbuih2 aku menerangkan tentang ejaan dan sebutan ni. entah dia faham ke tak. last2 aku bukak dictionary program kat h/phone aku, bagi dia sendiri dengar sebutannya mcm mana. lama2 nanti ok la kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1555744952406127176?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1555744952406127176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1555744952406127176&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1555744952406127176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1555744952406127176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/07/uke.html' title='uke'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-5530121093601252747</id><published>2009-07-02T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:50:49.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>the show..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;.. by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0LcL6Lw7fU"&gt;Lenka (youtube)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze&lt;br /&gt;and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it alone&lt;br /&gt;(I've tried)&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down&lt;br /&gt;make it stop&lt;br /&gt;or else my heart is going to pop&lt;br /&gt;'cuz it's too much&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a lot&lt;br /&gt;to be something I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool&lt;br /&gt;out of love&lt;br /&gt;'cuz I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze&lt;br /&gt;and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it alone&lt;br /&gt;(I've tried)&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl&lt;br /&gt;lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared&lt;br /&gt;but don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;it's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;and just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is hot&lt;br /&gt;in the sky&lt;br /&gt;just like a giant spotlight&lt;br /&gt;The people follow the sign&lt;br /&gt;and synchronize in time&lt;br /&gt;It's a joke&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;they've got a ticket to that show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze&lt;br /&gt;and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it alone&lt;br /&gt;(I've tried)&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl&lt;br /&gt;lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared&lt;br /&gt;but don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;it's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;life is a maze&lt;br /&gt;and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it alone&lt;br /&gt;(I've tried)&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl&lt;br /&gt;lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared&lt;br /&gt;but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;it's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;and just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum de dum&lt;br /&gt;dudum de dum&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;dum de dum&lt;br /&gt;dudum de dum&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: mula2 aku dengar lagu ni kat radio, ingatkan Yuna yg nyanyi. rupanya org lain. tapi lagu ni pun best jugak layan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-5530121093601252747?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/5530121093601252747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=5530121093601252747&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5530121093601252747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5530121093601252747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/07/show.html' title='the show..'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-8636094800801443290</id><published>2009-06-28T23:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:38:56.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>entah apa penyakit..</title><content type='html'>..yg berjangkit kat Iman. seminggu lepas dia kejap demam kejap ok. hanya banyak minum air, tapi tak lalu nak makan. tak pasal2 kena tahan kat wad suspected denggi. dan tak pasal2 jugak kitorang berkampung ramai2 kat situ. mujur dapat single room. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SkeKPiDbscI/AAAAAAAAAsU/mgOgEwAP8ts/s1600-h/27062009121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SkeKPiDbscI/AAAAAAAAAsU/mgOgEwAP8ts/s320/27062009121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352398681596998082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;peh! mcm bilik hotel. ini bercuti2 di wad namanya. almaklumlah masa cuti sekolah lepas tiga-tiga kena chickenpox, tak berjalan mana. boleh la ni, kan???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ambik report cards]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cikgu Iman komen: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iman ni nampak pendiam, tapi tak sangka banyak main! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*boleh tahan gak nakal dia kat sekolah yek*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cikgu Iqbal komen: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iqbal selalu melayang dalam kelas. tapi bila kantoi, pandai plk cover konon2 dia tgh habih tekun belajar la tu. tapi setakat ni, kalau cikgu tanya soalan, w/pun dia tgh khayal, dia dapat jawab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*kalau nak tengok dia concerntrate, tengok le masa dia tgh main mainan atau melukis. air liur meleleh pun tak perasan*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cikgu Ayu komen: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayu tulis lambat, dia tak berapa suka menulis. tapi dia suka buat kira2, gariskan, warnakan, suaikan sahaja. kaler pun nak cepat aje. kalau boleh dia nak guna satu warna for the whole picture. kalau suruh baca pun nak cepat aje alih m/surat sebelah. dan moody habih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sama la macam kat rumah. kalau dia taknak tu, jgn le paksa2, mmg dia buat muka toye aje. kita yg penat + naik darah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-8636094800801443290?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/8636094800801443290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=8636094800801443290&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8636094800801443290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8636094800801443290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/06/entah-apa-penyakit.html' title='entah apa penyakit..'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SkeKPiDbscI/AAAAAAAAAsU/mgOgEwAP8ts/s72-c/27062009121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2231047361288154201</id><published>2009-06-02T11:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:21:45.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>cuti sekolah</title><content type='html'>lega. i think i needed the 'cuti sekolah' more than the kids. kui..kui..kui... almaklumla, kitorang ni maidless. jadi, bila hari sekolah tu mmg agak huru hara gak la. bertambah pulak dgn baju sekolah yg kena sental baru bersih. mana boleh campak dalam washing machine semata. tak jalan punya. tu pun kena rendam dgn 'vanish' dulu satu malam. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malam tadi dapat le aku berdating sambil menonton wayang. Monster vs. Alien. 3D. hikhikhik... effect dia mmg best la, real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[chicken pox]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu &amp;amp; iman pulak kena chickenpox. takpelah, mmg cuti sekolah pun kan?? cuma, kesian kat Uwan diorang kena jaga cucu-cucu yg sakit. aduyaiii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sid1Btxow5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/HOXESQNZOZE/s1600-h/04062009"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sid1Btxow5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/HOXESQNZOZE/s320/04062009" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343368155226489746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ayu bergambar ikut sequence, mula-mula jari satu, lepas tu dua, lepas tu tiga.. sampai sepuluh. heh heh. aku layan je la budak kecik ni, sambil menunggu abah dia pegi beli air kelapa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[hot spells]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuaca punyalah panas membahang, habih pokok2 aku kering, daun pun gugur banyak. alahai... kesian pokok2 aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SidzyxVU6II/AAAAAAAAAsE/r49W_9EW0eM/s1600-h/may09_82_pook+cili.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SidzyxVU6II/AAAAAAAAAsE/r49W_9EW0eM/s320/may09_82_pook+cili.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343366798971824258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;habih gugur daun belah kiri, yg kena pancaran matahari. padahal mula2 dulu, belah kena matahari ni lah yg paling lebat daun dan buahnya. huhuhuhu.... &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/10616918-2231047361288154201?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2231047361288154201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2231047361288154201&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2231047361288154201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2231047361288154201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/06/cuti-sekolah.html' title='cuti sekolah'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sid1Btxow5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/HOXESQNZOZE/s72-c/04062009' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-5073340989731735133</id><published>2009-05-20T13:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:32:08.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disaster'/><title type='text'>zommmba....</title><content type='html'>kesian iqbal, penuh satu badan kena chicken pox, dari kepala sampai ke kaki. satu badan kena lumur dgn calamine lotion bagi kurangkan sikit gatal2. semoga cepat sembuh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/ShOUGgv5w1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Y5V0hs3f8vE/s1600-h/20052009"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/ShOUGgv5w1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Y5V0hs3f8vE/s320/20052009" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337772822955148114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;minum pun pakai straw sbb dalam mulut kena ulcer.&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/10616918-5073340989731735133?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/5073340989731735133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=5073340989731735133&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5073340989731735133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5073340989731735133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/05/zommmba.html' title='zommmba....'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/ShOUGgv5w1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Y5V0hs3f8vE/s72-c/20052009' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1306847229876629758</id><published>2009-05-14T08:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:51:18.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>little manhattan</title><content type='html'>watched '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little manhattan&lt;/span&gt;' last night. sweeeettttt...&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SgvRIJ6zvJI/AAAAAAAAArs/oydaHKN-13o/s1600-h/Little+Manhattan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SgvRIJ6zvJI/AAAAAAAAArs/oydaHKN-13o/s320/Little+Manhattan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335588121582222482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L.O.V.E - It was the pain that had no name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/10616918-1306847229876629758?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1306847229876629758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1306847229876629758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1306847229876629758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1306847229876629758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-manhattan.html' title='little manhattan'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SgvRIJ6zvJI/AAAAAAAAArs/oydaHKN-13o/s72-c/Little+Manhattan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-738419923604200363</id><published>2009-05-05T16:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:00:12.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>tagged by ateen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s: finally.  posted this up on 18 may 2009. 10:15pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i need to answer questions posted by maklongnya bedah.. banyak tuuuuu.... &lt;div&gt;(ni pun dah ber&lt;s&gt;hari&lt;/s&gt;minggu tertangguh..)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Were you named after anyone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope. but actually i was named after a car. tapi tak tau la kalau mak aku saje2 je reka cerita. susah2 sgt korang tanya la sendiri. *still in denial*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm.. menurut cerita mak aku, masa aku lahir tu, parents aku ada beli kereta Mazda. mak aku berkenan pulak kat nama kereta tu 'mazda'. mak aku tambah nama 'lin' kat tengah2, dan buang huruf M sbb nak bagi rhyme dgn nama bapak aku, Azlan. kreatif giler kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) When was the last time you cried? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semalam (last &lt;s&gt;monday&lt;/s&gt; few weeks actually), while visting a colleague who lost her premature baby (32 weeks old). we all thought the baby'll survived after one week in ICU, tapi Allah lebih menyayanginya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Do you like your handwriting? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kadang-kadang aku rasa buruk giler (bila tulis malas2). but sometime i really admire my handwriting, comel pulak. heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) What is your favourite lunch meal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simple nasi dgn satu lauk, satu sayur, sepotong buah-buahan &amp;amp; air suam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Do you have kids? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 ketul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) If you were another person, would you like to be friends with you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mestilah, aku mmg best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Do you use sarcasm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kadang-kadang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Do you still have your tonsils? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Would you bungee jump? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak mungkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) What is your favourite cereal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honey star &amp;amp; choco pops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku prefer zap-on. atau kasut sarung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) What is your favourite ice–cream? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanilla with cookie bits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) What is the first thing you notice about people? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gigi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) Red or pink? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maroon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) What is the least favourite thing about yourself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gigi aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) Who do you miss the most? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iqbal. kesian dia kena chicken pox, dan kena tinggal dgn uwan dia to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17) Do you want everyone to complete this list? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wajib bila aku dah tag korang. heh heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) What colour of trousers and shoes are your wearing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; now? i'm in my pj's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19) What are you listening to right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;takde. tapi kat belakang aku ada bunyik berdengkur (ayu's).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20) If you were a crayon, what colour would you be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21) Favourite smells? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freshly brewed coffee (w/pun aku jarang minum kopi), freshly cut grass (mengingatkan aku pada sawah bendang atuk aku), bau ikan goreng yg garing &amp;amp; panas2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22) The last person you talked to on the phone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my MIL, this afternoon, asking abt iqbal's condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23) Do you like the person who sent you this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sapa? ateen? dulu aku kawan biasa2 je dgn dia. sekarang aku suka dia sbb dia ada blog yg buat aku sengeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24) Favourite sports to watch? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;takde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25) Hair colour? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26) Eye colour? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dark brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27) Do you wear contacts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. But not to work. pedih la mata kena aircond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28) Favourite food? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rojak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28) Scary or happy endings? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy endings, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29) Last movie you watched? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wayang ka? X-Men Origin: Wolverine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30) What colour of shirt are you wearing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gray. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31) Summer or winter? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku suka hari mendung, hujan pun renyai2 je kan. nyamann je rasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32) Favourite dessert? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33) Most likely to respond? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamatihani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Has&lt;/a&gt;. saje bagi dia some works to do in her freetime :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34) Least likely to respond? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://adorablejustlikecupcakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Edi&lt;/a&gt;. dia agak busy dgn cupcakes nya, entah bila aku dpt merasa cupcake dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35) What books are you reading? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am currently study the 17025 standard for a short course on lab mgmt. *big yawn*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36) What is on your mousepad? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mouse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37) What did you watch last night? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the biggest loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38) Rolling Stones? Beattles? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak reti band2 omputih ni. aku layan rock kapak aje. heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39) Where is the furthest you have been from home? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John O'Groats. The northern tip of Scotland. hajat hati nak pegi kutub utara, tapi tak sampai pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40) Do you have a special talent? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kadang aku suka cuba resepi baru, kadang aku suka menjahit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41) Where were you born? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42) Whose answers are you looking forward to getting back? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has &amp;amp; Edi. :) sila buat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-738419923604200363?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/738419923604200363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=738419923604200363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/738419923604200363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/738419923604200363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged-by-ateen.html' title='tagged by ateen'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-5606776783380749449</id><published>2009-04-29T09:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:00:09.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>futsal</title><content type='html'>iqbal main futsal utk tadika dia. dekat sebulan jugaklah dia berlatih, termasuk pagi sabtu &amp;amp; ahad. tu pun beberapa kali ponteng latihan sbb malas bangun pagi. dah le tu, ada friendly match pun taknak pegi. sesuka ati dia jek. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yL8greI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Tzy94hoHSlk/s1600-h/apr09_24_latihan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yL8greI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Tzy94hoHSlk/s320/apr09_24_latihan.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329930756844203490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;berlatih futsal dgn cikgu tadika merangkap jurulatih yg sgt penyabar. boleh dia kontrol bebudak umur 5-6thn ramai-ramai nih. ada ke tengah berlatih, boleh pulak 2-3org merayap main gelongsor kat playground sebelah. aku tengok pun pening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yB_y-oI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1W-uyXrQnao/s1600-h/apr09_74_kejar+bola.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yB_y-oI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1W-uyXrQnao/s320/apr09_74_kejar+bola.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329930754173631106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inilah hari yg ditunggu2. perlawanan futsal peringkat puchong. aku gelak sampai sakit perut sbb kelakar tengok bebudak ni beramai2 kejar bola satu padang. diorang ikut je mana bola tu pegi. gigih sungguh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the result? team iqbal hanya dapat hadiah saguhati. tapi, friendly match yg dia malas nak pegi tu kan, tadika dia jadik johan pulak. adakah.....???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[nametag]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe4KrJfrqI/AAAAAAAAArc/SOdCt_k4ZbY/s1600-h/apr09_86_nametag.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe4KrJfrqI/AAAAAAAAArc/SOdCt_k4ZbY/s320/apr09_86_nametag.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329931177537023650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aku peningla, sepatutnya nama kat bawah, lencana kat atas, ke? atau lencana kat bawah, nama kat atas? atau mmg boleh sesuka ati nak letak mana2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[kacang buncis]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe4KjEFECI/AAAAAAAAArU/CAncuaKxoRI/s1600-h/apr09_84_buncis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe4KjEFECI/AAAAAAAAArU/CAncuaKxoRI/s320/apr09_84_buncis.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329931175366823970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wah! pokok kacang buncis ni mmg betul2 cepat membesar! baru sekarang aku percaya cerita 'jack and the beanstalks' tu. tak sampai sebulan dah keluar hasil (satu je, bukan banyak pun. hehehhehe). owh, kacang buncis yg satu itu telah kupetik, dan kuhiris nipis, campur dalam nasi goreng. sedap je anak2 aku makan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[lipat kain baju]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe4KtllO0I/AAAAAAAAArM/2KU-CendXwY/s1600-h/apr09_44_lipatbaju.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe4KtllO0I/AAAAAAAAArM/2KU-CendXwY/s320/apr09_44_lipatbaju.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329931178191698754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anak dara ku sorang ni tetiba nak tolong lipat baju. aku puji2lah dia pandai lipat baju, dgn eksennyer dia menjawab, 'memanglah!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hamboiiiii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[doa panjang doa pendek]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3ybZJEqI/AAAAAAAAAq0/DKgrhcNCuyI/s1600-h/apr09_32_doapjg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3ybZJEqI/AAAAAAAAAq0/DKgrhcNCuyI/s320/apr09_32_doapjg.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329930760990823074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iqbal salin doa ni daripada buku dia. pls ignore huruf2 yg terbalik2 tu. dia kidal. and he's trying hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yjn5hrI/AAAAAAAAAq8/IykQWy3Ppp0/s1600-h/apr09_33_doapdk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yjn5hrI/AAAAAAAAAq8/IykQWy3Ppp0/s320/apr09_33_doapdk.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329930763200202418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yg ni? doa pendek sebab dah penat salin doa panjang tadi. iqbal tergelak bila dia baca balik apa yg dia tulis ni. heh heh. tau pun salah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[kepompong]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yc5Gv8I/AAAAAAAAAqs/e4Vq_4jhorw/s1600-h/apr09_02_kepompong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yc5Gv8I/AAAAAAAAAqs/e4Vq_4jhorw/s320/apr09_02_kepompong.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329930761393323970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;refer kat post aku pasal '&lt;a href="http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/03/edible-garden.html"&gt;edible garden&lt;/a&gt;'. ulat beluncas tu dah jadik kepompong. tapi aku tak sempat tengok menatang apa yg keluar daripada kepompong ni. aku balik keje je, kepompong tu dah lompong. too bad :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[building a city]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SfgWbOPX2kI/AAAAAAAAArk/19myvqelMR0/s1600-h/apr09_41_city.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SfgWbOPX2kI/AAAAAAAAArk/19myvqelMR0/s320/apr09_41_city.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330034815927835202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;iqbal ni, kalau leka bermain, sampai berjam-jam pun sanggup. tu belum lagi dia susun kereta dan lori segala sepanjang tepi dinding. tapi yg aku perasan, dia mmg suka improvise, he can turn simple things into great wonders. campak aje lah ape kat dia, benang kecik, butang, kotak, serpihan kertas, straw, roda yg tercabut.. semua boleh buat dia leka. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmg beza dgn abang iman. iman loves games with rules &amp;amp; skills. main bola, bowling, carrom, boardgames, badminton.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dua beradik yg perangai bagai langit dan bumi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and don't make me start with ayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*heh heh.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-5606776783380749449?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/5606776783380749449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=5606776783380749449&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5606776783380749449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5606776783380749449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/04/futsal.html' title='futsal'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Sfe3yL8greI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Tzy94hoHSlk/s72-c/apr09_24_latihan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6995700654617716028</id><published>2009-04-23T13:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:51:37.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>mengapa??</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Jangankan gunung Fujiyama, &lt;div&gt;puncak Himalaya ku ikut kamu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jangankan ke Kamboja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ke Etiopia ku ikut kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau benar kamu cinta aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ke kutub utara aku ikut kamu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;hate you sinarFM! apesal setiap petang je ko mainkan lagu ni? tak pasal2 lagu ni pulak terngiang2 kat telinga aku sekarang. arrrgggghhhhhhhh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6995700654617716028?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6995700654617716028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6995700654617716028&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6995700654617716028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6995700654617716028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/04/mengapa.html' title='mengapa??'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6610086474030077983</id><published>2009-04-16T09:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:49:44.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>tagged by suhana</title><content type='html'>the link is here &lt;a href="http://suhanazainal.blogspot.com/2009/04/tag-kawen2.html"&gt;suhanazainal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku mmg susah nak ingat tarikh, kira ni agak2 je la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. When was your engagement?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm... bila yek? akhir tahun 2000 kalau tak silap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is your marriage anniversary?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 May 2001 (ni confirm sbb aku baru je check kad nikah aku. heh heh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known your spouse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lama jugak la, sejak zaman iTTM lagi, back in 1995.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How long did you date before you got engaged?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 thn kot?? mcm ni ceritanya, walaupun dah kenal lama, tapi kenal sbg classmate je. last semester in 1997 barulah gatal nak berendut. hihihi.. tapi lepas tu terpisah... dating kat chat room aje la... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;== additional question and answer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how long did you date before you got married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 thn la lebih kurang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did you meet your spouse?&lt;br /&gt;masa zaman iTTM, satu kelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your spouse’s full name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hazril Ibrahim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you have any children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 (Iman, Iqbal, Ayu).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have any pets?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;takde. kecuali ulat beluncas yg singgah makan daun pokok limau hari tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you own or rent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you live in the country, city/town?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your favorite activity you do together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tengok wayang, belek buku kat kedai buku, makan-makan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a favorite vacation spot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;takde. suka pergi tempat lain-lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How many siblings do you have including in-laws?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku dua beradik je, husband enam beradik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What mosque do you attend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;takde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is this the mosque you got marrried in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What town is your current address?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;puchong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you work or stay home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where did you go for your honeymoon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KK. takde la honeymoon sgt, husband kena o/station kat situ, aku menempel la sekali. save budget gitu... heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Leave a piece of marriage advice and tagged ur friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tutup sebelah mata je la, lagipun aku pun tak se'perfect' mana.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag kawan2 lain... (aku agak busybody. hehehhe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- yan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- muadz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- wan&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&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/10616918-6610086474030077983?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6610086474030077983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6610086474030077983&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6610086474030077983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6610086474030077983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/04/tagged-by-suhana.html' title='tagged by suhana'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-8864660154992805617</id><published>2009-04-07T16:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:52:30.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><title type='text'>i go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(64, 63, 63);   line-height: 17px; font-family:Geneva;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;So long, fare thee well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The dancer and the dancing days have taken leave and fell&lt;br /&gt;So turn down this bed of stone&lt;br /&gt;Quench me with the deadly nightshade from the rose that you belong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The long December rain is falling now&lt;br /&gt;Running down on streets to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Music is my life – you’re my sweetest nightingale&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t hear it here no more&lt;br /&gt;And I go&lt;br /&gt;I go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Hush now, don’t shake or break&lt;br /&gt;Words have fallen silent like soldiers to the grave&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they do or say&lt;br /&gt;Lay me on the sleepy meadow by the tracks upon your face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;- Words &amp;amp; Music By Pete Teo. All rights reserved 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lirik lagu ni simple sangat, tapi bila dinyanyikan oleh Aizat dgn suara lembut dan seperti berbisik, diiringi pula oleh petikan gitar dan erhu, mmg meruntun hati. a simple song that sounds big. go hear this song. go watch Tale'n'Time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ddjltmwnigz"&gt;click here to download this song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;**uploader :: deennasour. credit to http://deennasour.terbaek.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[terima kasih]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu cakap, 'sedaplah omi masak ni. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terima kasih&lt;/span&gt;, omi..'. aku terkesima beberapa saat, hanya mampu berbunyik, 'hmmmm..??' sambil memandang tepat ke mukanya. ayu hanya tersenyum dan terus makan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you too, ayu. *mmmuah!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[gemuk]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayu tengah semangat makan. kadang2 lebih daripada abang2nya. aku saja la usik, 'kalau ayu makan nasi banyak sangat, nanti ayu gemuk mcm paksu.' Tiba2, ayu terus nangis, jenuh aku pujuk. last2 dia cakap sambil meneran2 suara konon sedih beno, 'ayu taknak gemuk macam paksu! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayu nak gemuk macam omi&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh! aku sungguh terharu. *huhuhu*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[botak]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila abah gunting rambut style botak, kecoh la Iman, Iqbal, dan terutamanya Ayu, panggil 'abah botak'. Kadang-kadang ayu panggil, 'abah botak... ooo... abah botak' - dia buat mcm abah tu kawan2 dia aje. Tapi yg buat aku terkejut bila satu petang tu, aku tgh bercakap kat telefon, dgn selambernya ayu tanya aku, '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Omi telefon 'botak' ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lawan tokey betul. kena sekeh baru tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-8864660154992805617?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/8864660154992805617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=8864660154992805617&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8864660154992805617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/8864660154992805617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-go.html' title='i go'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2778966622288033944</id><published>2009-03-27T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:53:14.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>apesal aku baru tau?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-size: 225%; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; margin-bottom: 15px; "&gt;Why Toddlers Don't Do What They're Told&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="byline" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; font-size: 85%; "&gt;&lt;cite class="vcard" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/byline/whytoddlersdontdowhattheyretold/31420806/SIG=121vpfog1/*http://www.livescience.com/php/contactus/author.php?r=editorial" style="color: rgb(68, 133, 190); text-decoration: none; "&gt;LiveScience Staff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/byline/whytoddlersdontdowhattheyretold/31420806/SIG=10sog4vj6/*http://www.livescience.com" style="color: rgb(68, 133, 190); text-decoration: none; "&gt;LiveScience.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;abbr title="2009-03-24T19:45:49-0700" class="timedate" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-variant: normal; display: block; color: rgb(111, 111, 111); margin-top: 2px; "&gt;Tue Mar 24, 10:45 pm ET&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;Are you listening to me? Didn't I just tell you to get your coat? Helloooo! It's cold out there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;So goes many a conversation between &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/whytoddlersdontdowhattheyretold/31420806/SIG=11b9bmehe/*http://www.livescience.com/topic/children" style="color: rgb(68, 133, 190); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_0"&gt;parent and toddler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It seems everything you tell them either falls on deaf ears or goes in one ear and out the other. But that's not how it works.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;Toddlers listen, they just &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/whytoddlersdontdowhattheyretold/31420806/SIG=1192g05hc/*http://www.livescience.com/topic/memory" style="color: rgb(68, 133, 190); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_1"&gt;store the information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for later use, a new study finds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;"I went into this study expecting a completely different set of findings," said psychology professor Yuko Munakata at the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_2"&gt;University of Colorado at Boulder&lt;/span&gt;. "There is a lot of work in the field of &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/whytoddlersdontdowhattheyretold/31420806/SIG=121j4dlhb/*http://www.livescience.com/culture/090310-premature-school.html" style="color: rgb(68, 133, 190); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_3"&gt;cognitive development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that focuses on how kids are basically little versions of adults trying to do the same things adults do, but they're just not as good at it yet. What we show here is they are doing something completely different."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;Munakata and colleagues used a computer game and a setup that measures the diameter of the pupil of the eye to determine the mental effort of the child to study the cognitive abilities of 3-and-a-half-year-olds and 8-year-olds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;The game involved teaching children simple rules about two &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_4"&gt;cartoon characters&lt;/span&gt; - Blue from &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_5"&gt;Blue's Clues&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_6"&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants&lt;/span&gt; - and their preferences for different objects. The children were told that Blue likes watermelon, so they were to press the happy face on the computer screen only when they saw Blue followed by a watermelon. When SpongeBob appeared, they were to press the sad face on the screen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;"The older kids found this sequence easy, because they can anticipate the answer before the object appears," said doctoral student Christopher Chatham, who participated in the study. "But preschoolers fail to anticipate in this way. Instead, they slow down and exert mental effort after being presented with the watermelon, as if they're thinking back to the character they had seen only after the fact."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The pupil measurements showed that 3-year-olds neither plan for the future nor live completely in the present. Instead, they call up the past as they need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;"For example, let's say it's cold outside and you tell your 3-year-old to go get his jacket out of his bedroom and get ready to go outside," Chatham explained. "You might expect the child to plan for the future, think 'OK it's cold outside so the jacket will keep me warm.' But what we suggest is that this isn't what goes on in a 3-year-old's brain. Rather, they run outside, discover that it is cold, and then retrieve the memory of where their jacket is, and then they go get it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;The findings are detailed this week in the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_7"&gt;Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;Munakata figures the results might help with &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/whytoddlersdontdowhattheyretold/31420806/SIG=11r7okjhj/*http://www.livescience.com/history/080222-hn-tantrum.html" style="color: rgb(68, 133, 190); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237949197_8"&gt;real situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;"If you just repeat something again and again that requires your young child to prepare for something in advance, that is not likely to be effective," Munakata said. "What would be more effective would be to somehow try to trigger this reactive function. So don't do something that requires them to plan ahead in their mind, but rather try to highlight the conflict that they are going to face. Perhaps you could say something like 'I know you don't want to take your coat now, but when you're standing in the yard shivering later, remember that you can get your coat from your bedroom."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;======&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 15px; line-height: 146.5%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oooo.... baru le aku tau apesal bila aku cakap kat anak2 aku diorang buat muka blur jek. penat je aku explain dan bagi reasons sampai keluar semua fakta tentang biology, calculus, fizik, keseimbangan termal, astronomy segala. aduiyaiii.... *aku mmg seorang mak yg over*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-2778966622288033944?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2778966622288033944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2778966622288033944&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2778966622288033944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2778966622288033944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/03/apesal-aku-baru-tau.html' title='apesal aku baru tau?'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-4478421909643123983</id><published>2009-03-21T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:00:51.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><title type='text'>edible garden</title><content type='html'>aku ada tanam beberapa pokok dalam pasu. aku susun kat koridor. konon2 nak buat edible garden. beberapa hari lepas, aku jumpa dua ekor ulat beluncas yg gemuk tgh makan daun pokok limau aku. dah hampir togel pokok tu kena lahap. hari ni satu dah jadik kepompong, sekor lagi tak dijumpai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. tak sempat aku nak beri nama kat ulat beluncas tu. baru ingat nak jadikan pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, it proves that my edible garden is really EDIBLE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Scb6GuIAbhI/AAAAAAAAAp0/psczl31xQNg/s1600-h/mac09_340_ulat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Scb6GuIAbhI/AAAAAAAAAp0/psczl31xQNg/s320/mac09_340_ulat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316211403525221906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulat beluncas yg gemok tgh makan daun pokok limau kasturi. sedap betul agaknya.&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/10616918-4478421909643123983?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/4478421909643123983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=4478421909643123983&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4478421909643123983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4478421909643123983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/03/edible-garden.html' title='edible garden'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/Scb6GuIAbhI/AAAAAAAAAp0/psczl31xQNg/s72-c/mac09_340_ulat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-5283654834763638161</id><published>2009-03-10T12:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:54:11.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>lagu tadika</title><content type='html'>aku gelak je dengar ayu nyanyi lagu2 yg dia belajar kat tadika. mcm2 versi. kena dengar ulang banyak kali baru dapat tangkap apa lirik lagu tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagu 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;merah seventeen.. merah seventeen.. merah seventeen in a wayyy..&lt;br /&gt;sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday and sunday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yg ni mmg aku confuse... lama baru faham. sebenarnya lirik dia ialah, 'there are seven days.. in a week..' tapi, mana saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagu 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one two.. pakai my shoe..&lt;br /&gt;three four.. shut her down..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kehkehkeh.... ganas... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[happy birthday!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/ScC-wq7lH2I/AAAAAAAAApY/gpGH2Sbe-UY/s1600-h/feb09_01_telekung.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314457303664369506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/ScC-wq7lH2I/AAAAAAAAApY/gpGH2Sbe-UY/s320/feb09_01_telekung.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;happy 4th birthday my dear Ayu (12 March 2009).&lt;br /&gt;omi doakan yg terbaik untuk Ayu, semoga jadik anak yg solehah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...lots of loves &amp;amp; kissess...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-5283654834763638161?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/5283654834763638161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=5283654834763638161&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5283654834763638161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5283654834763638161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/03/lagu-tadika.html' title='lagu tadika'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/ScC-wq7lH2I/AAAAAAAAApY/gpGH2Sbe-UY/s72-c/feb09_01_telekung.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1252168900349640084</id><published>2009-03-02T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:55:14.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>homework</title><content type='html'>iqbal mmg liat nak buat kerja sekolah yg jenis tulis ulang2 banyak kali. dia kan suka melukis jek. jadi, punyalah susah nak suruh dia duduk siapkan homework dia. tak pasal2 aku membebel2 dan marah2 bila dia sajer tulis lambat2. sekejap2 nak minum air la, nak sharp pensel la, dah ngantuk la, nak itu la, nak ini la. sabo je la. untuk cepat siap, aku pun suruh dia tulis besar2 dan tulis selang2 dua baris. tu pun mau sejam baru siap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, minggu lepas mmg aku tensen. korang bayangkan la lagi 15min nak pkl 8pagi, di saat2 aku nak keluar rumah utk hantar dia ke tadika, baru dia kata nak buat homework! arrgghhhhhhh... arrgghhhh.... argghhh... kalau lambat ke tadika, maknanya lambat le aku pegi keje... argghhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pun menjerit2 la suruh dia cepat tulis. tak sampai 15 mins dah siap. dua muka surat. aik? aku terkejut gak, siapalah yg ajar dia buat homework last-minute ni? boleh pulak siap yek...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, letih la aku kalau setiap pagi nak jerit2 mcm komando bagi dia 'semangat' (&lt;em&gt;pressure&lt;/em&gt;) nak siapkan homework kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1252168900349640084?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1252168900349640084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1252168900349640084&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1252168900349640084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1252168900349640084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/03/homework.html' title='homework'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-1803654698376784111</id><published>2009-02-23T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:55:46.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>GENG</title><content type='html'>aku tak reti review filem. tapi, aku bagi 5 bintang kat cerita GENG sebab berjaya membuat si iqbal duduk diam dalam panggung wayang sampai cerita tu habih. syabas GENG! semoga terus maju dan berjaya buat filem animasi yg lebih hebat selepas ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iqbal is a restless boy. kecuali kalau dia tekun melukis. jadi, aku berasa sungguh kagum bila dia langsung tak bangun sepanjang cerita GENG itu. cuma bila part GENG kena kejar dgn monster, ular dan lintah gergasi , dia bisik kat aku kata nak balik, dah malam. heh heh. lepas tu aku rasa degup jantung dia punyalah laju - dug dab dug dab. pada dia mmg dah saspen giler agaknya. heh heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-1803654698376784111?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/1803654698376784111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=1803654698376784111&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1803654698376784111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/1803654698376784111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/02/geng.html' title='GENG'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-5196048545242443366</id><published>2009-02-14T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:57:08.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>no PIBG</title><content type='html'>hari ni Iman pegi sekolah, ganti cuti CNY hari tu. dan aku dapat surat jemputan mesyuarat PIBG, katanya hari ni jugak. since aku cadang nak jumpa cikgu kelas Iman (nak tau jugak dia mcm mana kat kelas, jadual mcm mana, apa aktiviti sekolah etc), aku pun siap2 la nak pegi mesyuarat. bila aku sampai je, aku nampak ada notis tulis mesyuarat tu tangguh ke minggu depan. pulak dah. apesal la aku tak perasan notis tu sebelum ni, padahal aku hari2 gi ambik Iman kat sekolah. aduhla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang aku lepak kat ofis dgn ayu &amp;amp; iqbal, sementara nak tunggu Iman habih sekolah. ayu tgh layan playhouse disney online. iqbal tgh lukis2 sambil makan biskut. aku pulak cas henfon sambil update blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[sekolah]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku geram betul dgn Iman. baju sekolah punyalah kotor. padahal dia ni di kira pembersih orangnya. bila aku tengok dia bermain gumpal2 dgn adik dia, mmg sah, mcm tu jugakla dia bergumpal2 dgn kawan2 dia. baju sekolah belah belakang mcm kain lap lantai, hitam berdebu2. sabo je la aku. sekolah kebangsaan ke, sekolah agama ke, sama je kotornya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seluar sekolah pulak, satu dah koyak berlobang kat lutut. tak silap aku masa tu minggu ke-2 sekolah. dan dalam minggu tu jugak tangan dia kat tepi siku tersagat sbb terjatuh masa berlari2. iysk.. iysk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[tag]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ira tagged aku. Ateen pun pernah tagged aku mende ni, but minus the award badge. aku buat sekali lah yek. heh heh. *mengelat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wilayahsitinur.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302488204244274642" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 88px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SZY47Y-tzdI/AAAAAAAAApI/lOQQXYhSPvs/s320/cutes2008.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Copy the "2008 Cute's 3logger Award" badge into your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Link the award back to the tagger.&lt;br /&gt;3. Every blogger must state 10 hobbies/facts about him/her before tagging others.&lt;br /&gt;4. 10 bloggers must be chosen to receive the award and their names must be stated.&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a comment to those you are tagging letting them know that they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;tangan aku dah tak rasa pijar lepas potong cili/lada. tapi masalahnya, kulit di bahagian lain masih lagi sensitif. semalam aku potong2 lada hijau utk letak dalam gulai. lepas tu aku mandi, basuh muka sambil bersihkan hidung. korang tau tak betapa pijarnya kulit muka dan kulit dalam lobang hidung aku?? arrrghhhh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oleh kerana tangan aku tak rasa pijar selepas potong cili, aku dgn selambanyer membelek gigi Iman yg goyang. menjerit budak tu kepedasan. dgn kalutnya aku bagi dia makan sesudu gula bagi hilangkan pijar. heh heh. sorry iman, omi tak sengaja.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;aku tengah berusaha menurunkan berat badan. target aku seperti tahun2 sudah, nak dapatkan berat ideal 55kg. adakan tahun ini impian aku tercapai? sama2 kita tunggu nanti..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;aku rasa mcm nak berhenti keje la. aku rasa aku dah tak dapat nak contribute more for the company. mungkin sebab tu gred aku tak naik2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;agak2 korang, kalau aku berniaga, ok tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;aku rasa aku dah lari tajukla. ni mcm list luahan perasaan. hehehheheh. lantak la...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haaa... dah nak dekat pkl 12. aku nak pegi ambik Iman, dan nak balik makan. lapar giler dah ni.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sambung lain kali yek. hehehhe. chow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-5196048545242443366?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/5196048545242443366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=5196048545242443366&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5196048545242443366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/5196048545242443366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/02/pibg.html' title='no PIBG'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SZY47Y-tzdI/AAAAAAAAApI/lOQQXYhSPvs/s72-c/cutes2008.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-4545939875865119038</id><published>2009-02-12T09:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:50:30.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>otherside</title><content type='html'>kepada kawan2 yg berkenaan, ni aku dah buat tag ni khas utk korang... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;4. NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentuhan Kecundang&lt;/strong&gt; - Ekamatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every Breath You Take&lt;/strong&gt; - The Police&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hijau Bumi Tuhan&lt;/strong&gt; - XPDC&lt;br /&gt;**i'm feeling great! Thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hazard&lt;/strong&gt; - Richard Marx&lt;br /&gt;**Hazard ke HAZAB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blues Terengganu Kita&lt;/strong&gt; - Iklim&lt;br /&gt;**aik? ni kena pindah pantai timur kaa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now&lt;/strong&gt; - Starship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku Hanya Serangga&lt;/strong&gt; - BPR&lt;br /&gt;**pity me. Huhuhu... sob.. sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laskar Cinta&lt;/strong&gt; - Dewa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau Merubah Segalanya&lt;/strong&gt; - Fauziah Latiff&lt;br /&gt;**in positive ways. not bad one. korang kan kawan2 yg baik... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bila Kau Tak Di Samping Ku&lt;/strong&gt; - Sheila On 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mahaguru&lt;/strong&gt; - KRU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of You&lt;/strong&gt; - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bernafas Dalam Lumpur&lt;/strong&gt; - Wings&lt;br /&gt;**ark??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghazal untuk Rabiah&lt;/strong&gt; - Jamal &amp;amp; M.Nasir&lt;br /&gt;**hahahhahah... aku teringat belly-dancing sebab lagu ni mcm muzik padang pasir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perpisahan Tanpa Relamu&lt;/strong&gt; - Jamal Abdillah&lt;br /&gt;**apakan dayaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spending My Time&lt;/strong&gt; - Roxette&lt;br /&gt;**haa... ni betul. hobi aku ialah bermalas-malasan...&lt;br /&gt;aku suka lagu ni. spending my time.. watching the days go by.. feeling so small.. i stare at the wall.. hoping that you.. think of me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Earth, The Sun, The Rain&lt;/strong&gt; - Color Me Badd&lt;br /&gt;**sekarang, dah tak rahsia lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impak Maksima&lt;/strong&gt; - KRU&lt;br /&gt;**haaa... kan dah cakap tadi... betul tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Deep is Your Love&lt;/strong&gt; - Take That&lt;br /&gt;**mcm tak kena jek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still Got The Blues&lt;/strong&gt; - Gary Moore&lt;br /&gt;**huhuhu... jiwang.. sob.. sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mungkir Bahagia&lt;/strong&gt; - Hazami&lt;br /&gt;**Tak baik tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lara Hati&lt;/strong&gt; - Katon Bagaskara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya Maulai&lt;/strong&gt; - Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;**apa maknanya ni? mati sebab overdose kesah penyanyi sorang ni? NOOOO..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Pie&lt;/strong&gt; - Madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eternal Flame&lt;/strong&gt; - Bangles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darah Muda&lt;/strong&gt; - Velvet AF4&lt;br /&gt;**of coz la, refer to my three lovely younglings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dari Sinar Mata&lt;/strong&gt; - BPR&lt;br /&gt;**kalau malam2 nampak 'sesuatu' dgn mata bersinar2, staring at you, of coz la takut kan? seram..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cari Tapak&lt;/strong&gt; - Senario&lt;br /&gt;**hahahhahah... cari bekas tapak kaki sendiri.. boleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU SAY, WHEN YOU MEET YOUR BOSS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harum Subur Di Hati&lt;/strong&gt; - BPR&lt;br /&gt;**cellamak, bodek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Otherside&lt;/strong&gt; - RHCP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tagging:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://zry77.blogspot.com/"&gt;yatie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://wilayahsitinur.blogspot.com/"&gt;ira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://ceritakosong.blogspot.com/"&gt;maksu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://wss79.blogspot.com/"&gt;cik wan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-4545939875865119038?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/4545939875865119038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=4545939875865119038&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4545939875865119038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4545939875865119038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/02/otherside.html' title='otherside'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-4172427772764452954</id><published>2009-01-30T11:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:06:42.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><title type='text'>d'vistaship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SYKImuKYH6I/AAAAAAAAApA/M52MsMt29OY/s1600-h/jan09_65_gathering3_BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296946310549086114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SYKImuKYH6I/AAAAAAAAApA/M52MsMt29OY/s320/jan09_65_gathering3_BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;alexis, the garden (click pic for larger view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Good friends must not always be together;&lt;br /&gt;It is the feeling of oneness when distant&lt;br /&gt;That proves a lasting friendship.&lt;br /&gt;- Susan P. Schultz &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-4172427772764452954?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/4172427772764452954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=4172427772764452954&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4172427772764452954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/4172427772764452954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/01/dvistaship.html' title='d&apos;vistaship'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SYKImuKYH6I/AAAAAAAAApA/M52MsMt29OY/s72-c/jan09_65_gathering3_BW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-2792303475974058560</id><published>2009-01-19T14:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:58:09.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><title type='text'>gorila</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(update: 29 Jan 09) - payung colourful yg beli kat gua musang ni, dah tertinggal kat RnR Temerloh, menghala ke KL. sayang betul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayu nyanyi lagu 'gorila' ulang-ulang. sampai terngiang-ngiang lagu gorila dalam kepala aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dim dam dam&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---&gt; dah jadik 'ding dong dong' la pulak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dim dam dam&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---&gt; 'ding dong dong'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;gorila beli peria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;satu biji dua posen&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---&gt; dah naik harga 'empat posen' akibat inflasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;kupas kulit&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---&gt; tukar jadik 'kupeh kulit'. sebut style org NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;kupas kulit&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---&gt; 'kupeh kulit'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gorila terus makan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm.. pahitnyer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam tu lah lebih kurang. cuma lirik tu ada ubah-ubah sikit. gorila beli bawang besar la, beli buah oren la. lepas tu ada yg masam, ada yg manis. lirik dia aku tak ingat sgt, cuma melodi dia tu mcm melekat pulak dalam kepala aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg aku musykil tu, betul ke lagu tu sebut 'gorila'? 'gorila' as in gorilla, sejenis binatang primate, atau 'gorila' tu nama orang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[taska]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku hantar Iman transit kat satu taska ni, utk dia makan, mandi dan berehat lepas balik sekolah. yg bagusnya, belakang taska ni ada sekolah agama. senang dia jalan kaki je pegi sekolah agama belah petang. ada pulak geng sama-sama transit, yg pegi sekolah agama tu jugak. aku pun tak risau sgt. tapi, tadi aku diberitau yang taska tu akan ditutup hujung bulan ni. aduihla. mcm-mcm hal la pulak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[kasut hitam]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak sekolah rendah sekarang ni pakai kasut hitam yek? atau sekolah Iman je?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SXbmerfhs-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/Ria6RePvwJQ/s1600-h/jan09_06_jahit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293671826766017506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SXbmerfhs-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/Ria6RePvwJQ/s320/jan09_06_jahit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;sesuka ati je aku jahit lencana 'atas' kocek. gigih sungguh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[adik punya hal]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SXQlEM4OjwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/w6V3ULoFNt0/s1600-h/dec08_171_iqbalDANbomba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292896216173940482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SXQlEM4OjwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/w6V3ULoFNt0/s320/dec08_171_iqbalDANbomba.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aku belikan buku tulis kat adik. aku suruh dia tulis nama sendiri. aku ingat dia nak tulis nama penuh dia. rupa-rupanya dia tulis Iqbal dan Bomba! (huruf 'q' dan 'n' terbalik, ni pun kira dah improve habis. sebab selalunya dia tulis huruf terbalik, dan perkataan dia tulis dari kanan ke kiri). siap lukis kereta bomba. tu yg tak tahan tu. huhuhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SXQlEIFUTpI/AAAAAAAAAno/s1uncflmZEI/s1600-h/dec08_03_map.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292896214886665874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SXQlEIFUTpI/AAAAAAAAAno/s1uncflmZEI/s320/dec08_03_map.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ni adik lukis peta. dia cerita, &lt;em&gt;'mula-mula kita pegi jogging kat putrajaya&lt;/em&gt; (yg belah bawah, ada jalan berbatu bulat-bulat), &lt;em&gt;kemudian kita pegi rumah paklong lokman kat JB&lt;/em&gt; (nun di atas, rumah sebelah traffic light), &lt;em&gt;kemudian kita pegi tesco dan ioi&lt;/em&gt; (belah kanan), &lt;em&gt;kemudian kita pegi rumah Iman&lt;/em&gt; (tepi kanan). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;inilah yg dikatakan imaginasi melangkau dunia realiti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[sahaja]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayu suka guna perkataan 'sahaja', sejak dua-tiga hari lepas. yup, perkataan penuh SA-HA-JA with emphasis.&lt;br /&gt;contoh ayat:&lt;br /&gt;ayu suka pegi tesco SAHAJA. ayu tak suka giant.&lt;br /&gt;dan&lt;br /&gt;ayu suka roti kaya SAHAJA. &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/10616918-2792303475974058560?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/2792303475974058560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=2792303475974058560&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2792303475974058560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/2792303475974058560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/01/gorila.html' title='gorila'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SXbmerfhs-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/Ria6RePvwJQ/s72-c/jan09_06_jahit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6002085555343174205</id><published>2009-01-16T11:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:58:44.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>surat</title><content type='html'>(source: &lt;a href="http://www.parade.com/"&gt;http://www.parade.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What I Want for You — and Every Child in America'&lt;br /&gt;By President-elect Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;Publication Date: 01/14/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Tuesday, Barack Obama will be sworn in as our 44th President. On this historic occasion, PARADE asked the President-elect, who is also a devoted family man, to get personal and tell us what he wants for his children. Here, he shares his letter to them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Malia and Sasha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you've both had a lot of fun these last two years on the campaign trail, going to picnics and parades and state fairs, eating all sorts of junk food your mother and I probably shouldn't have let you have. But I also know that it hasn't always been easy for you and Mom, and that as excited as you both are about that new puppy, it doesn't make up for all the time we've been apart. I know how much I've missed these past two years, and today I want to tell you a little more about why I decided to take our family on this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was a young man, I thought life was all about me-about how I'd make my way in the world, become successful, and get the things I want. But then the two of you came into my world with all your curiosity and mischief and those smiles that never fail to fill my heart and light up my day. And suddenly, all my big plans for myself didn't seem so important anymore. I soon found that the greatest joy in my life was the joy I saw in yours. And I realized that my own life wouldn't count for much unless I was able to ensure that you had every opportunity for happiness and fulfillment in yours.&lt;/strong&gt; In the end, girls, that's why I ran for President: because of what I want for you and for every child in this nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want all our children to go to schools worthy of their potential-schools that challenge them, inspire them, and instill in them a sense of wonder about the world around them. I want them to have the chance to go to college-even if their parents aren't rich. And I want them to get good jobs: jobs that pay well and give them benefits like health care, jobs that let them spend time with their own kids and retire with dignity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want us to push the boundaries of discovery so that you'll live to see new technologies and inventions that improve our lives and make our planet cleaner and safer. And I want us to push our own human boundaries to reach beyond the divides of race and region, gender and religion that keep us from seeing the best in each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we have to send our young men and women into war and other dangerous situations to protect our country-but when we do, I want to make sure that it is only for a very good reason, that we try our best to settle our differences with others peacefully, and that we do everything possible to keep our servicemen and women safe. And I want every child to understand that the blessings these brave Americans fight for are not free-that with the great privilege of being a citizen of this nation comes great responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the lesson your grandmother tried to teach me when I was your age, reading me the opening lines of the Declaration of Independence and telling me about the men and women who marched for equality because they believed those words put to paper two centuries ago should mean something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She helped me understand that America is great not because it is perfect but because it can always be made better-and that the unfinished work of perfecting our union falls to each of us. It's a charge we pass on to our children, coming closer with each new generation to what we know America should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope both of you will take up that work, righting the wrongs that you see and working to give others the chances you've had. Not just because you have an obligation to give something back to this country that has given our family so much-although you do have that obligation. But because you have an obligation to yourself. Because it is only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you will realize your true potential.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are the things I want for you-to grow up in a world with no limits on your dreams and no achievements beyond your reach, and to grow into compassionate, committed women who will help build that world. And I want every child to have the same chances to learn and dream and grow and thrive that you girls have.&lt;/strong&gt; That's why I've taken our family on this great adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of both of you. I love you more than you can ever know. And I am grateful every day for your patience, poise, grace, and humor as we prepare to start our new life together in the White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*merujuk kepada ayat yg di&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kan.&lt;br /&gt;bukankah ini juga harapan kita kepada anak2 kita? alangkah sedihnya sewaktu amerika menyambut pemimpin baru yg berwawasan begini, pemimpin kita masih bergelumang dgn rasuah, skandal politik dan isu2 yg tah hapa2.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin rakyat malaysia masih berfikiran kelas ketiga kerana pemimpinnya pun belum lagi sampai status kelas pertama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**tidak. saya tidak mengagung2kan presiden baru ini. saya cuma tertarik dgn ayat2 yg di&lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt;kan sahaja. amerika ada dasar negara mereka sendiri, sesiapa pun yg jadi presiden, pasti terikat dgn dasar ini. cuma, alangkah baiknya jika pemimpin kita yg bersuara begitu, ttg pendidikan anak2 bangsanya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6002085555343174205?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6002085555343174205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6002085555343174205&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6002085555343174205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6002085555343174205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/01/surat.html' title='surat'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-6614449110989332173</id><published>2009-01-09T08:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:58:59.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iqbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>adik's 5th belated bday</title><content type='html'>adik just celebrated his 5th bday last week. baru lima tahun rupanya. tapi tahun 2009 ni dah masuk tadika 6 tahun. alhamdulillah dia dah boleh baca sikit2, perkataan yg senang2 dua suku kata. his favourite words are POLIS dan BOMBA. kadang2 tulis betul. kadang2 tulis mirror image. ikut suka ati dia. kalau melukis nombor satu, dari pagi sampai petang pun sanggup. tapi bila suruh baca buku mulalah ada masalah konsentrasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teringat satu kisah, masa aku mula2 ajar dia baca. aku ulang2 ajar dia SA SI SU sampai dia ingat. kemudian ada perkataan SA... bawah gambar saku. aku tunjuk gambar tu dan tanya dia 'S.. A.. bunyik apa?'. dengan konfidennyer dia jawab, 'S- A- PO!'. aku punyalah marah, 'apesal SA bunyik PO pulak?'. dia jawab, 'POKET!' (dia tengok gambar saku = poket). aku bantai gelak. sesuka ati je budak sorang ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWbn4hhNVNI/AAAAAAAAAnI/WtNe7ceTeXI/s1600-h/dec08_276_iqbalbday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289169770649572562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWbn4hhNVNI/AAAAAAAAAnI/WtNe7ceTeXI/s320/dec08_276_iqbalbday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; orang lain punya bday, orang lain yg tiup lilin? hehehhehe. masa nyanyi lagu bday tu, si iqbal tiba2 je bangun buat aksi finale gitar solo. entah semangat mana meresap dlm badan dia, tak tau le. it was hilarious tho. abang iman &amp;amp; ayu took the opportunity to blow candles. terpaksala nyalakan lilin lagi sekali. kali ni dia duduk je depan kek. hehehheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[wedding]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWbn4j0mahI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eJrlZf21xpM/s1600-h/dec08_211_zimah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289169771267779090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWbn4j0mahI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eJrlZf21xpM/s320/dec08_211_zimah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;selamat pengantin baru buat angah Zimah &amp;amp; suami (27/12/08). aku suka gambar ni. taken by hubby. ada bakat terpendam rupanya. lepas penat berkenduri, kitorang pegi jeram tengkek. fuh! sejuk betul! yg bestnya kat tgh sungai tu takde batu2 kecik yg licin, hanya pasir halus mcm kat pantai. kaki pun tak sakit nak pijak. anak2 aku pun best jek berendam. aku duduk kat bawah air terjun. macam jacuzzi. lega badan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[cabut gigi]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWbn41oUv9I/AAAAAAAAAnY/GLz7NNXekA4/s1600-h/dec08_181_gigiIman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289169776048127954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWbn41oUv9I/AAAAAAAAAnY/GLz7NNXekA4/s320/dec08_181_gigiIman.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; awal disember lepas, Iman bagitau gigi dia dah tumbuh kat belakang gigi dia. tapi gigi susu tak goyang pun lagi. aiseh, risau lak aku. kang berlapis2 lak gigi budak ni. gigi susu punyalah cantik tersusun. taknak la gigi kekal buruk pulak. tak lama lepas tu, gigi dia pun goyang. lepas tu, pagi sabtu 27 dec 08 (kenduri kawin angah zimah), dia bangun tido dia cakap gigi dia dah terkeluar. laaa... dah tercabut sendiri rupanya. baguss... bagus... tapi, tak sempat aku nak campak atas bumbung, dia dah buang gigi susu dia tu kat bakul sampah. hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-6614449110989332173?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/6614449110989332173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=6614449110989332173&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6614449110989332173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/6614449110989332173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/01/adiks-5th-belated-bday.html' title='adik&apos;s 5th belated bday'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWbn4hhNVNI/AAAAAAAAAnI/WtNe7ceTeXI/s72-c/dec08_276_iqbalbday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616918.post-3675924971923189038</id><published>2009-01-08T08:28:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:00:09.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>pemangkin perubahan</title><content type='html'>tahun ni rutin pagi aku lain sikit. bangun pun kena awal sikit. aku ada tugasan khas di pagi hari. hantar anak aku ke sekolah. yup, Iman dah masuk sekolah darjah 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam (hari ke-3) masa aku ambik Iman lepas sekolah, melilau mata aku mencari. ramai pulak budak2 yg berlari ke sana ke mari. bila aku pandang bawah, aku rasa mcm kenal je kepala budak sorang ni. laaa.... anak aku rupanya. dia tgh syok makan aiskrim dgn kawan dia sambil duduk di kaki lima. patutla aku tak nampak. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman cerita, dia nampak 'orang jahat' pakai baju purple makan kat kantin. lepas tu dia lari dgn kawan2 dia. aku dah terbayang budak2 luar atau budak2 sekolah menengah kot. (sekolah menengah kat sebelah je, they share the same surau and padang). aku heran jugak, cikgu tak marah ke org luar masuk kawasan sekolah ni? rupa2nya 'orang jahat baju purple' itu adalah pengawas sekolah. hehehhehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceritanya, hari sebelum tu, Iman dan kawan dia duduk atas rumput waktu rehat. jadik pengawas marah, suruh duduk kat kantin. terus dicopnya pengawas tu 'orang jahat baju purple'. macam2 hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ke-2 pulak, Iman cakap kawan dia ambik duit dia. dua posen, dua. (dua keping 20sen la tu). aku marah le, 'apesal bagi duit kat kawan? kan dah bagitau jgn bagi duit kat org?'. Iman cakap dia tak bagi, kawan dia, 'botak' (dia panggil budak tu 'botak' sebab tak ingat nama) ambik sendiri dari poket Iman. aku punyalah terkejut. aik? baru hari ke-2 sekolah dah kena pickpocketed? aku rasa nak marah pun ada, kelakar pun ada.. aduihla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak 'botak' tu bukan je ambik duit, tapi suka kacau org jugak. kemudian, Iman bagitau aku, cikgu dah pindahkan budak 'botak' tu duduk tempat lain. hmmm... bagus la tu... cikgu dia peratikan mende2 mcm ni. selalu jadik agaknya. mmg ada budak2 yg agak terlebih sikit perangainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to the very first day of school. 5 jan 09. of coz la aku tak nyenyak tido mlm tu. so was Iman. tapi dia nervous sbb dia nak sekolah. yg aku pon nervous sekali ni apehal la kan? mungkin aku risau aku terlajak tido. maklumla sebelum tu dah bercuti panjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWVtO_nFeYI/AAAAAAAAAmY/cz1mK89Zly8/s1600-h/jan09_14_all.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288753441777482114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWVtO_nFeYI/AAAAAAAAAmY/cz1mK89Zly8/s320/jan09_14_all.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; posing dulu sebelum bertolak dari rumah. Iqbal &amp;amp; Ayu pun sama tu nak bawak beg. Pening betul budak dua org ni. abang Iman beli kasut sekolah, Iqbal pun nak kasut sekolah jugak. abang Iman beli beg sekolah, Ayu pulak nak beg barbie kaler pink! (mujur aku jumpa beg pink, gambar disney's princesses harga RM10 kat kedai dua ringgit. jadik la...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWVtO3Lu-AI/AAAAAAAAAmg/OVnZlU_VDZU/s1600-h/jan09_15_skc1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288753439515277314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWVtO3Lu-AI/AAAAAAAAAmg/OVnZlU_VDZU/s320/jan09_15_skc1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; perhimpunan utk pelajar2 sekolah. tak ramai pun pelajar sekolah sini. just 3 or 4 classes for each batch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sekolah ni baru je dapat guru besar baru. satu yg aku ingat, katanya, 'yang dicari kecemerlangan dalam murid itu bukan hanya dari segi akademik semata-mata. mungkin ada murid yg tak cemerlang dalam bidang akademik, tapi cemerlang dalam bidang lain.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;pada aku, biarlah budak2 ni cemerlang dalam bidang akademik dan juga sahsiah diri. supaya seimbang. kita sebagai ibubapa, masa ni la nak membentuk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lepas segala taklimat dan ucapan, satu ujian akan diadakan utk menilai murid, samada dah ada asas membaca, menulis dan mengira. aku risau jugak, sbb Iman ni jenis buat sesuka hati, dia kadang2 lupa nak baca soalan. dan kalau bab2 tulis mmg dia tulis relek2 aje, no rush at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tapi, aku terkejut bila nampak ada sorang budak pompuan ni menangis bila disebut ada ujian. mak dia pujuk, 'takpe, kita buat latihan yek, kita buat test dulu'. i'm like, what the..? what's wrong with them? is it necessary? tak pasal2 je budak tu pressure for unknown reason, bukan cikgu suruh jawab soalan SPM ke apa. iysk...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku dulu takde pressure pun nak exam, except masa SPM. mmg masa tu terasa betul pressure to do my very best. dan, sampai sekarang kalau aku risau sbb masalah apa2, aku akan bermimpi ambik SPM, over and over again. kadang2 tu siap boleh pikir, eh, subjek ni dah lama tak belajar, mana ingat lagi? then mula kalut, kelam kabut &amp;amp; total chaos (buku/nota hilang, lambat gi exam, tak sempat jawab exam, pen hilang, etc).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh, lepas rehat dan makan kat kantin, kitorang pun hantar Iman gi kelas dia. he's cool. kira dah setel la tu. so we went to tadika Iqbal &amp;amp; Ayu pulak, ambik buku &amp;amp; uniform dan bayar baki yuran. then, back to school to fetch Iman. then, makan tgh hari dan pegi rumah transit Iman to pay the fees. then singgah klinik sbb Ayu batuk2 mcm nak semput. kena guna nebulizer. then, semua balik rumah, tido. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was a very long day indeed. phew!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWVtPBonliI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6LHfZS8WUY4/s1600-h/jan09_22_ayukerusi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288753442320782882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWVtPBonliI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6LHfZS8WUY4/s320/jan09_22_ayukerusi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;abang Iman cool aje. budak kecik ni pulak buat perangai. entah hapa2. nak jugak duduk sorang2 kat terik mentari tu. gasak. lepas tu dia pulak saje je berdiri kat tgh2 pintu kelas, padahal cikgu dah masuk kelas tu. bila cikgu suruh semua ibubapa beredar, dia pulak melalak. kuat lak tu! bingit betul! buat malu kompeni aje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[tadika]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6 jan 2009. sempat jugak la dua beradik ni buat drama air mata. letih betul. mcm tak pernah pegi tadika jek. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288801919420732706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWWZUw56FSI/AAAAAAAAAnA/hO1U3MGmgJ0/s320/jan09_47_pasti.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWV68HdYgqI/AAAAAAAAAm4/6GOG903iYJU/s1600-h/jan09_42_ayupasti.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288768510629544610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWV68HdYgqI/AAAAAAAAAm4/6GOG903iYJU/s320/jan09_42_ayupasti.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aktiviti pertama - melembutkan otot2 tangan dgn bermain plasticine. mula-mula uli dgn tapak tangan utk buat bentuk bola. kemudian, gelek2 jadik kacang panjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10616918-3675924971923189038?l=azq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/feeds/3675924971923189038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10616918&amp;postID=3675924971923189038&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3675924971923189038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10616918/posts/default/3675924971923189038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azq.blogspot.com/2009/01/pemangkin-perubahan.html' title='pemangkin perubahan'/><author><name>azq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632116417201713786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SKviu7k2HFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FTCX_AyETUY/S220/DSC00026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ypo4_Ti9FM/SWVtO_nFeYI/AAAAAAAAAmY/cz1mK89Zly8/s72-c/jan09_14_all.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
