<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329</id><updated>2009-12-24T10:30:02.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genie's Territory</title><subtitle type='html'>this is some sort of public diary. if you don't want to be hurt by my posts, with respect please click the exit button. if you wish to proceed, read it at your own risk and i'm free from any liability. thank you :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/'/><link 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de la sorok belang sbb ofis ni sangat sempoi kitorang boleh bergelak ketawa bila2 masa je asal buat keja. bleh pasang lagu. bleh makan maruku. so belang memang ditunjukkan hari2. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. minggu ni actually kena keja 6 hari. sebab hari jumaat yg wajib2 nya kena cuti sebab krismas dan kelantan memang cuti, tapi kitorang kena pegi premis client. kira stok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dan kami apparently sepakat suara tak nak jadi auditor. jadi cikgu lagi bagus. dan nak ikut perintah abang. dia suruh jadi lecturer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sangat susah nak update blog nowadays. sebab dah pindah kat umah sewa. duit pun cukup2 makan. internet ofis takde. pinjam broadband member praktikal je kadang2. ni pun berani sebab semua senior staff cuti. so kami bermaharani lela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. tak tenang sampai hari ni sbb dihantui mimpi hari tu. i actually had a dream that sir iz-iz is being trasferred to sarawak before i actually got the news that dia betul2 nk kena transfer ke sarawak. kesian dia. praying for the best for him. dan saya jugak rasa terrified dengan mimpi sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. hari ni sangat takde mood. ada dua task nak kena siapkan tapi asyik baca novel. termenung. ingat rumah. rindu izreen. dah dua minggu tak jumpa dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. and finally ini tak bleh di-title-kan sebagai quick update sbb banyak lagi yg saya nk cakap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. rasa mcm kurang nak update blog sbb rasa mcm life sekarang sangat enjoy. mcm saya cakap, dulu i was alone so saya suka mengadu dengan blog but now saya sangat banyak cakap dengan temma dan hanis almost sehari suntuk. duduk umah sewa pn dengan one of the practical student yg kepala giler2 so mcm kalau ada sedih2 pun terpendam begitu sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. but dont get me wrong. kawan2 saya smua baik2 just that mcm saya pernah cakap, i lose my self-confidence a lot bila kat shah alam. entahlah. saya kat sana mcm pasif sikit even saya kawan dengan cik, yun-yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. and i miss cik and yun-yun a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. thanks semua yg sudi nk view blog saya dan keep asking why saya private kejap hari tu dan keep asking abt me. thanks for your concern! terharu seyh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. mcm saya cakap, things arent always go on our way. kalau ALLAH tukar jalan kita, yang tak sama dengan apa yang kita impikan, itu bukan bermakna kita tak kan hidup dengan lebih baik sebab apa2 pun dia yg lebih tahu. just kuatkan semangat, serahkan segalanya kepada ALLAH dan percayalah, dia akan beri kekuatan seiring dengan dugaan yang dia berikan. i believe that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. been consulting a few friends lately yg tgh down walaupun my own heart doesnt seem to heal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i love every single person in my life and i wanna appreciate them all. and i wanna be like a loving and caring mom before i can be a real mom! hehe. temma kata i tgh berlatih nk jadi ibu bila i tolong bukakkan bungkusan nasi hanis tadi dan i cakap "mari2 umi bukakkan meh!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. sabtu ni ada pertandingan memancing. kat kolam ikan abah saya. hehe. sapa2 berminat, sila2 datang. msg me and i will give you the address..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. saya, temma dan hanis tgh mengamuk nak balik shah alam because we miss shah alam so much!! and i bet everyone will appreciate the final sem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. actually not really in the mood. mcm nak nangis.. i need a hug.. izzreen's hugs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time. take care semua... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/350/1AD168C33169B730440271241A99AB6B.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-3849266849431929688?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/3849266849431929688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=3849266849431929688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/3849266849431929688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/3849266849431929688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/12/really-quick-update.html' title='really quick update!'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-6167434626444818758</id><published>2009-12-09T23:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T20:11:51.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# myself'/><title type='text'>im glad...</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things aren't going on our way. the way that we wish everything to happen. but then he knows the best and HE knows why HE doesnt want things to go our way. im glad that ive choose to do my internship here. in my 'home'. im here in my home and i feel very comfortable. no more low self esteem which all this time been built because of the flaws on my face. i went to shah alam and i lose so much confidence because everytime people just ignored me, i jump to the conclusion that im not beautiful so people just wanna get rid of me. because i cant deny the existence of people like that in the world. they think they are very beautiful they dont want to mix with people like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then because of that, ive tried so many kind of skin care that promises thousand possibilities that my skin would be as beautiful as put-urself-any-name-what-so-ever.. but ta-da what i got? i waste so much money. if only people understand and stop complaining about my own face i bet, things would go different way. ive been so upset with myself that i dont want to mix so much with people. but then being here, i kinda found myself back. i dont wanna care anymore. i know i look much older than my age that my internship friend suddenly blinks her eyes for twenty times per second when i said im 21. perhaps, the 23-year-old internship friend of mine looks much younger than me but who cares. im not there to compete in beauty pageants or whatsoever. as long as im not looking like 40's, that so okey about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont put so much hopes that my face will be clear anymore. with i-dun-think-i-can-trust-these-product-thingy that i put on my face every morning before i go to work and every night before i go to sleep. i dont wanna care anymore. im tired. i dont wanna put much hopes anymore as when there's hopes there'll be frustration when we do not get what we want. and of course, to complete the nature, there'll be pressure too. let everything go naturally. because if GOD doesnt want it to be clear, than HE has his own reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being here, i feel more calm. i enjoy myself so much doing internship here that it doesnt even be affected by my low self esteem. they are all nice people. im glad that people in the office treat me well. even the senior. except one sis in secretarial dept but it doesnt move me a bit. let she be like that. im glad that im here in the office with a very cool environment that we can laugh at anytime we want. im glad that im here with temma and hanis that really love to make jokes so that i can laugh and love to laugh at my jokes so that i dont feel like a complete alien in her own world. im glad that even though en. tan has a very high volume of voice which make us afraid to seek for his explaination, he still teach us with smiles. and most importantly, never gets tired and pissed off when we ask the same question. im glad that they are still smiling even though they stuck their butt in loads of works. im glad that the senior staff themselves love to make jokes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thankful that my sisters in law now both pregnant at the same time and izreen will have sister/brother soon which im sure will be name after 'iz' also which will remind me to sir iz-iz. (and there his name again! =p) and im going to have two babies at the same time INSYAALLAH and i really hope that everything will be ok. im thrilled and i want to be by izreen's side because im sure she will be in so much stressed out looking at a tiny little stranger that she supposed to call adik, in her mama's hug. coz she doesnt like babies. everytime her mama ask, "kenapa kakak tak nak baby?", she will answer, "berat!" which is really not relevent but ok la its relevent for a 2-year-old izreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so much thankful that i dont wanna be stressed out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad and i wanna get rid of him. i smell something fishy because he is avoiding me now. but thats so okey. let he be on anyway he wishes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/350/1AD168C33169B730440271241A99AB6B.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-6167434626444818758?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/6167434626444818758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=6167434626444818758&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/6167434626444818758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/6167434626444818758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-glad.html' title='im glad...'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-310509450566235012</id><published>2009-12-06T20:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:35:27.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kb mall car crashed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/SxueJeg63gI/AAAAAAAADNQ/8pe6znemw9Y/s1600-h/13340_193724269276_753224276_2702310_7063458_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe. tade lah. lintas langsung seberang jalan je..  it's abt 2 km from my ofis..&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/37353329-310509450566235012?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/310509450566235012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=310509450566235012&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/310509450566235012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/310509450566235012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/12/kb-mall-car-crashed.html' title='kb mall car crashed!'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/SxueJeg63gI/AAAAAAAADNQ/8pe6znemw9Y/s72-c/13340_193724269276_753224276_2702310_7063458_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-2060010916297925090</id><published>2009-11-13T12:32:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:36:43.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# emo'/><title type='text'>andai hanya aku yang merasai..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dah habis baca novel ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Svz7Pv-PdCI/AAAAAAAADMY/YyHJwJHK9fE/s1600-h/dsc00262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Svz7Pv-PdCI/AAAAAAAADMY/YyHJwJHK9fE/s400/dsc00262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403469900931888162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sempat grab masa keluar tgk wayang dengan aina hari tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;best! 5 bintang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tauuuu. agak ketinggalan zaman sket.. hehe. dah lama dah dia kuar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, jumpa lagi guys! kalau ditakdirkan kawen dalam masa 6 bulan ni jangan lupa jemput yeh.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babaitatatatata shah alam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/350/1AD168C33169B730440271241A99AB6B.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&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/37353329-2060010916297925090?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2060010916297925090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=2060010916297925090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/2060010916297925090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/2060010916297925090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/11/andai-hanya-aku-yang-merasai.html' title='andai hanya aku yang merasai..'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Svz7Pv-PdCI/AAAAAAAADMY/YyHJwJHK9fE/s72-c/dsc00262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-1801956160857942171</id><published>2009-12-02T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:47:03.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am pregnant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani :&lt;/span&gt; so how was your first day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini :&lt;/span&gt; not bad. quite hectic. ive learn a lot!! but i think i love doing this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani :&lt;/span&gt; yeah? good to hear that. thats my girl! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini :&lt;/span&gt; hehe. i nearly took my work to home all right. but anis reminded me that "jini! jgn semangat sgt. tade elaun nieh.." hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani :&lt;/span&gt; so you love it very much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini :&lt;/span&gt; am afraid too to feel like this. its too early to judge tho.. but i tell you la. its not easy to apply what uve learn in english into something that you have actually practically do in malay u see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani :&lt;/span&gt; but i know you can do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini : &lt;/span&gt;INSYAALLAH. you always know how to make me feel better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : any handsome boys? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : wekwekwek =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : dont really care abt boys.. no boys no tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : laa.. any handsome witty2 macho2 rich MAN? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : no MAN no tears!! besides, thats not what i find in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : you should find one la.. u gonna finish your study soon. bila lg nk cari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : no i mean.. im not searching for wealthy, witty, mochoeyyy man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : so what are you searching for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini &lt;/span&gt;: HAPPINESS! never endingly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : so what is your idea of happiness then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : so your 'happiness' idea is when you are marrying someone rich la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : no! thats not what i mean.. i mean-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : it is very2 very IMPORTANT the man will accept me for the way i am all right? i am not beautiful to be demanded laa wei.. you know me right? i am OBVIOUSLY not perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani :&lt;/span&gt; you are beautiful darling. yes you are.. human being are not perfect dear. so does the wealthy witty machoeyyy man if he arent healthy.. nnti cpt mati.. heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : terus aku jadi widowy.. haha. thanks. the words might make me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : im praying for your happiness.. kawin cpt. and have babies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : INSYAALLAH.. AMIN.. okey now thats my idea of happiness.. be married to the man i really love and love me in return. unconditionally! get pregnant and feel my baby moving in my womb. carrying him/her for 9 months just like my mom did for me. and share the moment the baby is born with the man of my life.. ta-da! happiness!&lt;br /&gt;oh! sweeeett!! oh i get my own eyes teary.. eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : im waiting for that too.. huhu.. cant wait to have babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : btw, im pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : wha! what?? are you having drugs ke aapaa so suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : haha.. drugs wont make me pregnant la.. my sis in law la pregnant. im going to have another baby soon INSYAALLAH.  hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani &lt;/span&gt;: really? bila dpt tahu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : raya hari tu. but that time tak sure lg coz my sis in law just used the pregnancy test.. now listen to my advice okey. if you wanna buy the pregnancy test, beli yg mahal tu. which the result will come out in written. if it is positif then it will write positif. not just showing the symbol okey? because you might get confused. kak wani cakap, that one is 90% confirm because even if you go check in klinik, the doc will give you that one pregnancy test yg bertulis tu besides calcullating your period cycle.. orait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : wah. you are advance.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : haha.. belajar. nnti2 senang.. hihi.. i hope you too. cpt2 dapat baby okey.. im going to be ur baby's godmother.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : INSYAALLAH.. im trying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : work on it.. haha.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yani&lt;/span&gt; : wooiiii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : hehehehe.. winkwink =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hazrini zahari has logged off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/350/1AD168C33169B730440271241A99AB6B.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-1801956160857942171?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/1801956160857942171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=1801956160857942171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/1801956160857942171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/1801956160857942171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-pregnant.html' title='i am pregnant!'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-7867160113751544696</id><published>2009-11-23T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:01:00.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cahaya hazrini now can vote ;)</title><content type='html'>selamat hari jadi buat diri sendiri. heheh. nampak je besar sasa bergaya macho kadang2 ayu tapi sebenarnya baru je 21 pown. tapi dah gatal nak kawin sebab tersentap bff dia dah kawin. aha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, nothing much la kot. macam birthday2 biasa. macam hari2 biasa tapi sapa2 nak bagi hadiah, please refer to this wish lish.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. novel ketika cinta bertasbih.. (saja kedekut tak nak beli. sem ni dah beli 3 novel tapi degil gak tak nak beli ketika cinta bertasbih. baca soft copy je. juling tau mata i baca soft copy..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. tetiba teringin nak makan dominos classified chicken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh itu jeh. kepada sapa2 yg bermurah hati nak bagi, sila email saya nanti saya bagi alamat. hahaha.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dan semestinya saya gurau je-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah janji ngan aimran. nanti masuk 21 nak matured. haha. tak gitu encik aimran? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&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/37353329-7867160113751544696?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7867160113751544696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=7867160113751544696&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/7867160113751544696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/7867160113751544696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/11/cahaya-hazrini-now-can-vote.html' title='cahaya hazrini now can vote ;)'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-7994373978027120554</id><published>2009-11-13T13:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:19:07.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ketika cinta memanggil, gementar tubuhku..</title><content type='html'>giler macam nk lepas gian buat double entry dalam sehari. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saja just nak share lagu ni. best! really love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telah &lt;s&gt;didedikasikan&lt;/s&gt; di-tagged-kan khas oleh sir iz-iz a.k.a abg long a.k.a emperor china macho dalam facebook. heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan saya nak dedikasikan lagu ni khas untuk kak farah. sebab kak farah suka siti.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya pun suka siti. selain kris dayanti =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;ketika cinta. (ost perempuan berkalong sorban)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ada tiada rasa dalam jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Rindu akan memanggilmu&lt;br /&gt;Karna setiap jiwa t’lah bersumpah&lt;br /&gt;Setia hanyalah kepadamu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bila cinta ada di dalam jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Wangi bunga dunia tanpa nestapa&lt;br /&gt;Segala yang dirasa hanyalah dia&lt;br /&gt;Hati ‘kan memuja hanya padanya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-1670"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;br /&gt;Gemetar tubuhku&lt;br /&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;br /&gt;Hangatnya nafasku&lt;br /&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;br /&gt;Menderu sang rindu&lt;br /&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rindu rindu rindu qalbu&lt;br /&gt;Memanggil-manggil namamu&lt;br /&gt;Seperti terbang di langitmu&lt;br /&gt;Tenggelam di lautan cintamu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bertabur qalbu yang rindu&lt;br /&gt;Melebur menjadi satu&lt;br /&gt;Bagai menari diiringi pelangi&lt;br /&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tRs7Ec5CFQE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tRs7Ec5CFQE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baju siti dalam vc ni sumpah lawa!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/350/1AD168C33169B730440271241A99AB6B.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-7994373978027120554?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7994373978027120554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=7994373978027120554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/7994373978027120554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/7994373978027120554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/11/ketika-cinta-memanggil-gementar-tubuhku.html' title='ketika cinta memanggil, gementar tubuhku..'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-5587244226417716626</id><published>2009-11-12T20:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:22:52.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# emo'/><title type='text'>selamat tinggal shah alam..</title><content type='html'>6 bulan je.. ayat syahdu tak agak.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asal rasa syahdu semacam ni? aish parah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak menulis pn dah tade mood ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepatutnya rasa hepi sbb nnti bleh balik berkolaborasi dengan izreen nyanyi2 nursery rhymes hari2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan tak rindu izreen. lindu. lindu lindu ilin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-esok nk pegi tgk pisau cukur lagi sekali. heheh. saja nak teman cik ayu. dia nak tgk abg redza gak. sambil2 nak celebrate birthday ayu n nak sambut birthday sendiri in advance. lusa akan berangkat balik ke tanah air. cheyyy. sapa2 nak ajak dating, cepat2 yeh. selagi saya masih di sini. haha.. sapa ntah nak ajak..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa hati tak rasa girang nak balik macam selalu? kenapakah hati?? kenapakah?? nak kata tinggal pakwe kat sini, pakwe pun takde.. parah ni parah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp yg penting, mmg saya rasa sedih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&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/37353329-5587244226417716626?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5587244226417716626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=5587244226417716626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/5587244226417716626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/5587244226417716626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/11/selamat-tinggal-shah-alam.html' title='selamat tinggal shah alam..'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-5474331171443810785</id><published>2009-11-07T20:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:04:11.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ba-wau-ra-nga..boring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Semester ini saya sangat boring. Saya sangat tak ngam dengan roommate saya sampai membuatkan kami hanya bercakap benda2 yg sangat, sangat, sangat penting sahaja seperti ‘jangan lupa susun selipar nanti nak keluar’ atau/dan dia hanya bercakap dengan saya untuk mengatakan ‘rini pinjam charger/iron/heater’. Fyi, kolej ini adalah sgt skema dan strict. Tersebutlah kisah suatu hari selipar toilet saya dan roommate telah dirampas kerana kena pulak hari tu lupa nak susun selipar. Maka tamatlah service selipar toilet saya yg saya guna dari semenjak sem 3 itu tak bertukar2. Macamana? Ngeri tak tahap keskemaan dan kestrict-an kolej ini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Bukak perenggan baru back to the topic, kebanyakannya bilik kami akan hanya sunyi sepi sampai kadang2 bunyi perut menggelegak pun boleh didengari dari telinga kasar. (Especially time2 final exam ni. Semua pakat sayang nak tinggal meja study. Pakat lawan perut menggelegak) back to the topic tanpa mambukak perenggan baru, telinga dia yg kasar. Telinga saya lembut je. ini terbukti kerana dia suka buat keja bising2 seperti orang sedang menunjuk perasaan. Sangat menggangu ketenteraman sejagat. Maknanya telinga dia agak sukar untuk menangkap kesan bunyi secara efisyen dan effektif. Benda lembut selalunya sensitif terhadap persekitaran. Kalau sampai bunyi perut menggelegak pun boleh dikesan dari telinga kasar, maknanya bilik saya memang sgt sunyi. Relevan? Bersetuju? Sila sign petition sekarang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dan bilik saya memang sangat sunyi. Nasib baik ada kipas. Ada la jugak sistem bunyi dalam bilik. Itu bila sunyi. Tapi bila tak sunyi akan dipenuhi dengan bunyi2 lagu dangdut amelina dari laptop dia yang tak reti nak slow tak reti2 orang nak study atau bunyi2 lagu2 merdu dari nyanyian saya sebab sakit hati nak lawan lagu dia. Awww masuk bakul angkat sendiri.. eh ehem2. Back to the mood, semester ini saya sangat sunyi. Dan untuk mengelakkan saya daripada sunyi saya sentiasa mempersoalkan semua yang berlaku di sekeliling saya seperti;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. ketika makan :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;a) kenapa nasi goreng kampung dia boleh jadi kaler kuning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;b) Kenapa nasi goreng kampung dia pedas sangat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Dia mesti ada ladang cili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Kaya2……. dia kaya. Saya? INSYAALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Kenapa nasi goreng kampung kena letak sayur kangkung? Kalau letak sayur bayam, apakah kesannya kepada masyarakat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) Kenapa ayam goreng kena kaler tipikal macam ni? Kenapa bukan kaler biru atau hijau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) Apakah sebenarnya maksud tom yam? Adakah kerana direka oleh mak cik petom yg tiba2 terbubuh ayam dalam masakan dia? oh saya rindu tomyam mamak bistro dekat dataran cendekia. Tom yam dia sgt kaw tak agak. Tak sempat nak mintak resepi dia dah tutup kedai. Saya dengan tuan kedai tu kamceng. Dia dah kenal nama saya. Tak perlu tulis nama lagi dah dekat order. Dia tau itu saya. Haha. Tapi saya guna nama nur &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;s&gt;kasih&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; setiap kali saya order. Dan nama saya berubah2 mengikut situasi kedai. Selalunya nama saya akan berubah menjadi ‘aleeya’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h) Oh ha saya dengar sir iz-iz pandai masak. Eh, tekeluar sir iz-iz plak. Tersedak dia. kesian sir iz-iz digosip dengan budak hodoh ini. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) Kenapa kicap ni cap kipas udang? Kenapa bukan cap kipas lipas ke. kipas sotong ke. kipas mak cik minah ke. kenapa dia pilih kipas? Kenapa bukan lampu? Kenapa bukan kicap cap lampu udang ke. mentol udang ke. Chandelier udang ke. oh kalau kicap kaler pink kan syok sikit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j) Siapakah yang mereka resepi? Semestinya mak kita belajar dari nenek kita. nenek kita pulak belajar dari moyang kita. moyang kita semestinya belajar dari… err apa org panggil selepas moyang? Heheh. Kalau mak kita belajar dari buku masakan sekalipun, semestinya orang yg tulis buku masakan tu belajar dari mak dia dan mak dia belajar dari nenek dia dan eh ha.. begitulah seterusnya.. pandai2 la nak idop yop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ketika berangan nk tggu lelap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;a)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kalau jadi model sexy majalah macam angelina jolie, akankah nanti ma akan start hobi baru? Kumpul koleksi kapak mungkin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Eh kalau jadi model muslimah mungkin tak apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Terkejut manusiakah abah nanti kalau belek2 majalah keluar muka anak dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nanti nak kawin nak tema kaler apa yeh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Anak first, saya nak letak nama cahaya kasih zarra. Kalau baby boy, biar dia yg pilih. Hahah. Bukan baby boy tu yg pilih, bapak baby boy tu. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Macamana cara senang nak usha lelaki? Buat2 langgar kereta dia ke? or buat2 telanggar dia? or buat2 baik ati tolong mak cik angkat barang lepas tu tup2 mak cik tu mak dia. (abg redza cakap org melayu memang suka drama. Tak pun terpengaruh ngan novel. Tsk!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Oh macamana nak bunuh roommate saya ni tanpa dapat dikesan? Geramnya aku YA ALLAH….. Takpe. Dalam Islam niat baik dapat pahala, niat jahat belum boleh direcognise sebagai dosa. You duduk dengan roommate I seminggu nak tahu betapa tensyen nak nangisnya especially time final ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Follow back to back csi pun tak tau gak macamana nak bunuh orang tanpa dapat dikesan. Eh, dah lama tertinggal csi. Last sekali tengok time horatio nak kena bunuh. Sempat tgk iklan je horatio kena tembak. Mati ke tak tak tahu lah. Wallahua’lam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Tengah study :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Genius betul la. sapa laaaa yg cipta pensel picit ni yeh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Betul ke kalau tiup sharpener nanti berkarat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kalau betul maknanya karbon dioksida ada effect dekat besi. Kalau tiup pagar besi sekali setiap hari, berapa lama masa akan diambil untuk mengaratkan dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kenapa kalau pen jatuh, dakwat dia pecah? Adakah dia mengalami kejutan perasaan? Bila kita nak guna dia balik, dia nervous terketar2 sebab tu dakwat dia keluar tak efisyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Bijak betul la kalkulator ni. Sapa la mak bapak dia yek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ada ke wujud pen macam dalam cerita senario the movie tu? dakwat dia bleh hilang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;g) Bagus jugak idea generic msg tu. nanti exam bagitau invigilator, tak payah jaga saya pun tak pe. Saya pandai jaga diri sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h) &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Berapa ramaikah student lelaki yang bungkus pemadam dia? tinggal bucu yang nak pakai tu je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Apakah cara paling baik nak bawak toyol dalam exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Serious memanjang pn tensyen jgk… =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-5474331171443810785?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5474331171443810785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=5474331171443810785&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/5474331171443810785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/5474331171443810785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/11/ba-wau-ra-ngaboring_6693.html' title='ba-wau-ra-nga..boring!'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-5722579527894120696</id><published>2009-11-02T20:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:55:40.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# randomly crazy'/><title type='text'>kalau nak rasa menyampah bukan di sini tempatnya..</title><content type='html'>kadang2 nak jugak melenting2 mengamuk baling2 bantal kerusi meja komputer sepah2 baju dalam lemari koyak2 buku tendang2 pintu tarik2 rambut (rambut orang lain) bila rasa sakit hati jiwa raga lara orang lain tau apa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tu lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepah2 nanti sendiri jugak yang kena simpan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma cakap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau besar tu buat cara besar jangan jadi macam budak2 kecik bila marah nak baling semua benda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalau adik mengamuk, muka (yg gojes) ni jugak kena simpan. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ini adalah sindrom nak mengamuk sebab rumet macam hape. kalau nak tahu, sila rujuk yuna atau cik. mereka pa saya-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. statement ini haruslah akan diamuki oleh mereka berdua. thehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numbering form again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; perasaan/kata2 hati yg appear bila tengok/jumpa member2 batch sendiri :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aku tulis apa dalam post lepas kat dalam blog ah? maluuuuuuunyeeerrrrrrrr...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 kalau jumpa diorang, sumpah masa tu jugak nak menyorok. kalau dalam poket ada pintu ke mana saja, sumpah masa tu aku buka pintu menuju je penjara je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maluuuuuuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hmmm muntahlah kalau menyampah =p &lt;--- signature tipikal org menyampah..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; perasaan sekarang bila dengar lagu kat bawah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cis lagu ni perli aku!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; perasaan bila buat presentation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benda paling tak suka dalam dunia. kalau sebelum ni bebas dari penyakit pun, bila kena buat presentation tiba2 kena pakinson.. tangan vibrate macam hape. kalau letak kat perut sure boleh pecah lemak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; perasaan bila tgk muka sendiri kat cermin :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kenapalah aku tak awet muda dan cute macam dia ni.....,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Su7WmxW4-kI/AAAAAAAADLY/u2sKkIiTlBA/s1600-h/aznil+nawawi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Su7WmxW4-kI/AAAAAAAADLY/u2sKkIiTlBA/s400/aznil+nawawi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399488964836522562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saya yakin betolll&lt;br /&gt;saya kunci lirik ini!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kadang2 tu rasa nak buat jangan lupa lirik versi kelantan. dan bila nak cakap words kat atas tu akan berbunyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"empphhh aku raso yolo doh ni. aku selokkkk la lirik nihh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;perasaan bila lapar :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu izreen. izreen dah makan dah ke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu kepetahan dia tu... macam2 dia tanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izreen&lt;/span&gt; : cik ning, ada ikan ke dalam ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cik ning yg gojes (as always =p) &lt;/span&gt;: ada sayang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izreen&lt;/span&gt; : ooo ada ke... ikan besar ke cik ning??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cik ning&lt;/span&gt; : besarrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izreen&lt;/span&gt; : oooo besarr ke..... cik ning nak makan ke cik ning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cik ning&lt;/span&gt; : yaa nak makann.. jap lagi kita masak.. (tok ma masak bukan kita pun. kita makan je.. heheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izreen&lt;/span&gt; : cik ning makan apa tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cik ning&lt;/span&gt; : buah mata kucing sayang.. nak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izreen&lt;/span&gt; : -angguk2-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cik ning&lt;/span&gt; : -suap2-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izreen&lt;/span&gt; : buah apa cik ning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cik ning&lt;/span&gt; : mata kucing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izreen&lt;/span&gt; : hmmm sedapnyaaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tok ma&lt;/span&gt; : kakak makan apa tu?? (tanya izreen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izreen&lt;/span&gt; : buah mata miawwwww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; bila rindu izreen :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call dia dan nyanyi2 nursery rhymes sama2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;perasaan sekarang :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengantuk dan lapar. tak makan lagi since pagi. bila sehari tak makan mind set pun rasa cam dah kurus. wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-org lain dh start study for the next paper kot. hehehe.. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&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/37353329-5722579527894120696?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5722579527894120696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=5722579527894120696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/5722579527894120696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/5722579527894120696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/11/kalau-nak-rasa-menyampah-bukan-di-sini.html' title='kalau nak rasa menyampah bukan di sini tempatnya..'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Su7WmxW4-kI/AAAAAAAADLY/u2sKkIiTlBA/s72-c/aznil+nawawi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-3576335075386656464</id><published>2009-10-31T20:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:33:10.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# stone cold'/><title type='text'>notes to stone cold..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after almost 6 months i managed to forget you, (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. all right. i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; forget you at all. i managed to brush away my feeling towards you..), i lose my control again this morning when my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;winamp&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; shuffled the track and played this song ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ku lihat diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ku baca hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiada yg lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yg tersirat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ku lihat dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kau tak sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;masih bolehkah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;harap ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;engkau datang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saat aku merasa tak ada daya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;engku ada saat ku tak mungkin ada di sana&lt;br /&gt;engkau datang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saat diri ini tak ingin perg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;engkau ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dengan setangkai cinta tak termiliki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ku lihat dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kau tak sendirimasih bolehkah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;harap ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mengapa saat kita berdua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;semua terasa indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seakan kau untukku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*rossa - tak termiliki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its so reflected my feeling. our relationship. what happened between us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i know i did a big mistake when i took all your photos out and started to cry missing you so badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im losing control again and i feel so distracted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0pt; BORDER-RIGHT: 0pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-3576335075386656464?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/3576335075386656464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=3576335075386656464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/3576335075386656464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/3576335075386656464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/notes-to-stone-cold.html' title='notes to stone cold..'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-4408812008499093217</id><published>2009-10-30T21:16:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:04:15.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# randomly crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# iz-iz'/><title type='text'>another long post - tensyen dan jiwa kacau dan rasa sebu serta cuak dan jangan baca, takde point untuk jawab exam pun post nih.. tsk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1.&lt;/strong&gt; Kecewa bila baca paper nowadays banyak kes bunuh mak sendiri. Tak sayang mak ke diorang ni? Jauh dalam sudut hati ini, kalau boleh, jini nak mati dulu. Jini nak biarlah ma abah hidup selamanya. Tak nak berpisah dengan ma abah. Kalau boleh nyawa tu ditukar dgn mak diorang..dah kalau nak bunuh mak sangat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kecewa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ha emo emo!!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kawan2 jini cakap ma jini overprotective. Hehe. sebab bila balik rumah, jini susah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;nak kuar. Bila cuti sem, balik rumah, duduk je lah terperuk kat rumah. Sebulan setengah pun sebulah setengah la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Tp tak pe. Saya enjoy bertepuk tampar dengan adik2 dan jadi part time bibik juga babysitter izreen sayang2. Heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila member2 ajak kuar, bukan senang nak dapat kuar dengan diorang. Tapi bagi jini, jini bersyukur dilahirkan di kampung dan jini bersyukur dan berterima kasih dengan sifat overprotective ma tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebab bila dari kecik ma dah ajar macam tu, dah jadi tabiat. bali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;k rumah mesti before pukul 7, (in fact pernah balik rumah kul 6.30 pun jiran2 dah tengok lain. kalau nak keluar malam, mesti dengan family.), bila dah jadi tabiat, bila duduk jauh ngan ma abah pun tetap rasa tak selesa nak keluar malam2. Kalau keluar sekalipun, rasa susah hati dan bersalah dengan ma abah. Sebab dalam hati diorang, diorang sangat mengharapkan kita jaga diri kita betul2. Kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sebab bila belek paper, tgk berita, hari2 ada kes bunuh la, jumpa mayat dalam longkang la, kena cincang la, potong 14 la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nauzubillah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So, baik jangan cari pasal. –bersyukur pulak tak de pakwe. Eheheh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;mak mana yang tak risau. Anak dia perempuan. Kalau lelaki lain la. kurang sikit possibility nak kena tarik masuk dalam semak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kerut2 dahi, ketuk2 dagu dgn jari, muncung2 mulut.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;--- signature tipi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;kal orang berfikir-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patut ke ayat ‘kurang’ tu? patut cakap takde possibility langsung nak kena tarik masuk semak kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada ke kes org lelaki kena tarik masuk semak sebab dotdotdot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Eeeee…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh ada kalau kau cari pasal dengan makwe orang ke bini orang ke. dengan along ke……….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Oh! Ha pasal Abg long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diorang tau, senyap2&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;stalk aktiviti I kat page sir iz-iz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;nama pun stalk. Mestilah senyap2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Ish jini ni…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Bila jumpa tetengah jalan, nak usik2. kenapakah? I pelik la diorang ni. Facebook pun satu. Semua aktiviti dia nak announce kat semua orang. Tade privacy betoooolas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I enjoy calling him abg long. ahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saja la nak bergurau dengan sir iz-iz kadang2. Jangan la jeles peminats dia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.. (senyum2 ayu mcm biasa… :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;(dulu dalam kelas aku rasa aku cakap dengan dia tak sampai pun sepuluh patah perkataan dalam masa satu semester.. aku ni yg mana satu pun dia tak ingat kot. dah sekarang pulak tiba2 bergurau senda di alam maya. Wah! Hehe..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ke-jeles-an dengan gambar2 kat overseas tu memang bagi inspirasi besar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Satu hari nanti (wah!) nak round dunia jugak sorang2! (wahwahwah. Kalau ma bagi. Hehe. yela2 kalau ma tak bagi, I melancong dengan laki i.. kalau I tak de laki nanti I melancong dengan cik. Dan laki dia. hehehe.. kalau ma tak bagi, I angkut la ma abah pegi melancong sama. Hehe. INSYAALLAH. AMIN..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Malam ni hujan. Dan sepatutnya sejuk. Tapi orang pelik tengok saya beli ais. Rasa cam nak demam lagi. Bukan nak. Tak nak!!! Saya tgh final ni demam!! Tolonglah jgn datang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Rasa panas kat dalam.. makan ais biar sejuk sikit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Orang tua2 cakap kunyah ais nanti cepat tua.. tapi saya deng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;an izreen suka buat kollaborasi kunyah ais bersama2. Izreen suka giler makan ais. Kalau nak pujuk dia nangis, kalau bukan pakai ais krim, atau pakai idea main air buih2 bubble kat bilik mandi, pujuk dengan ais. Sure berhenti nangis lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;saya tak tahu kenapa kalau kunyah ais nanti cepat tua mengikut biologinya. Hehe. orang tua2 mmg banyak pantang larang dan pantang larang memang ada sebab disebaliknya. Tapi saya tetap tak tahu kenapa kunyah ais nanti cepat tua dari segi pantang larangnya. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;tapi saya pernah baca article pasal nenek ni umur dia dah 100 lebih. Dia cakap petua dia, lepas makan, dia minum satu sudu air suam je. satu sudu je.. dan air suam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Dan saya juga tak sure apa kelebihan dia mengikut biologinya. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;oh! dah lama tinggal biologi. Dulu2 kalau dalam kelas biologi tu, bab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; yang paling diorang bagi konsentrasi tahap kaw2 punya bab yang macamana sperma senyawakan ovum. Emmphh&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;memang. Normal. kalau soalan tu yg kuar mmg sure dapat jawab lah. Confident je lukis. Komfem. Dah kalau tiba2 tanya pasal sistem jantung ke otak ke mula la sereblum dengan serebrum pun bertukar takir. Nak lukis pun tervibrate vibrate tangan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Wah rindunya nak balik sekolah menengah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 rasa sayang sebab tinggal terus biologi, fizik, kimia. Rugi je struggle dulu2 time spm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa nak naik form 4 memang nak terus ambik akaun sebab suka sangat buat akaun dalam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;subjek kemahiran hidup dulu. Masa tu memang cita-cita suci murni dalam hati kecilku ini nak jadi akauntan lah. Hehe. tapi sir mazlan, kaunselor sekolah menengah dulu, dia tak bagi. Ntah tak tahu kenapa. Tahu. Tapi malaslah nak cerita. Pjg sgt. So terus je lah masuk kelas sains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sebenarnya saya tak pernah mintak pun kos perakaunan. Masa lepas form five dulu, dapat offer pegi matrikulasi aliran biologi tapi tak nak pegi. Masa tu, dia tukar sistem. Kalau dapat matrikulasi, memang dah tak kan dapat upu punya offer. So, ambik risk, tak pegi pun matrik. So abah pun suruh listkan kos apa yg nak, nnti dia tolong macamana. Dan masa saya listkan kos tu nak bagi kat abah, tak de langsung saya listkan accounting. Dulu nak mintak civil engineering or computer science or dentistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Tapi tiba2 suatu hari abah bawak balik offer letter dan tiba2 dapat offer buat accounting. Kat sini. Dah la masa tu tak tahu langsung offer tu for fast track accounting. Tapi abah suruh terima je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lepas tu teruskan je lah. And here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Tak sangka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percaturan ALLAH adalah yg terbaik dan kita sebagai hambanya tak berhak nak pertikaikan.. kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dan saya gembira dapat kenal cik, gee, ja, ema, yuna, aina, dayah, nana, norhanis, fuzah, amy, timmy haslinda =), otai!! Aimran, Adik bongsu =p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan abg long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;#6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Orang takut tua ke orang takut nampak tua? Kalau tua tapi nampak tak tua, dia kisah tak yang umur dia tu sebenarnya dah lanjut tua. Dan kalau muda tapi nampak tua, dia kisah ke yang dia tu sebenarnya nampak tua padahal dia masih lagi muda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#7.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Senyum la sentiasa baru la awet muda. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Suka senyum pun still takde org berani nak dekat. Dengan erti kata lain nak ngorat. Betul la rasa terbantuts gilers la. kot2 diorang takut nak dekat kot. Takut kena pakej terajang jarak jauh. Ye lah kaki panjang kan. Kalau bagi penerajang jarak jauh pun sure sampai nih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Diorang cakap tinggi itu asset. Tapi kadang2 saya rasa tinggi itu liability. Eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Mengarut jini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok lah ok lah. Saya study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanti tak habis study tak leh kawin plak kan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ps : I tak faham kenapa adik I minat the jonas brothers tu. tak berkenan la. nyanyi pun macam org kena sembelit tak cukup nafas je.. –selalu kena bertekak dengan dia berebut channel tv. Tp I kan kakak mithali &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;la konon&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, mengalah je lah. ehehe-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hmm macam&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tu jugak la org tak faham kenapa I minat giler kat mamat ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Surkx59O7eI/AAAAAAAADLQ/hKRl01Z5Koo/s1600-h/4917_1175389226298_1275113125_480382_2138563_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398378649379335650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Surkx59O7eI/AAAAAAAADLQ/hKRl01Z5Koo/s400/4917_1175389226298_1275113125_480382_2138563_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sampai sanggup mem-propaganda-kan gambar ini di merata2 tempat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;biaseler..&lt;br /&gt;kata peminat kipas susah mati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pss : saya suka babies sebab saya suka tenung muka babies dan mata babies. Muka babies adalah sgt tenang dan mata babies adalah sangat putih bersih dan bercahaya.. sebab babies masih kecil dan hati babies suci dan bersih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- teruja bila tgk orang mengandung! Its normal la. every woman wants to know how it feels to carry a baby in her womb. How it feels to feel that there’s a human being growing in her body. And every woman wants to experience the feeling to push the baby out. These will make a woman’s life complete..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0pt; BORDER-RIGHT: 0pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-4408812008499093217?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4408812008499093217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=4408812008499093217&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/4408812008499093217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/4408812008499093217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/1_30.html' title='another long post - tensyen dan jiwa kacau dan rasa sebu serta cuak dan jangan baca, takde point untuk jawab exam pun post nih.. tsk!'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Surkx59O7eI/AAAAAAAADLQ/hKRl01Z5Koo/s72-c/4917_1175389226298_1275113125_480382_2138563_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-428003092736603354</id><published>2009-10-30T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:34:59.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woman &amp; mirror..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="display: block;" id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;Men are vain and will check themselves out in a mirror! But women, they are ridiculous; they will check out their reflections in any shiny surface: mirrors, spoons, store windows, inside the lift or even on their computer screen. just name it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i will name it? ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;1.bathroom mirror.&lt;br /&gt;2.bedroom mirror.&lt;br /&gt;3.compact powder mirror.&lt;br /&gt;4.pc monitor mirror.&lt;br /&gt;5.hall mirror .&lt;br /&gt;6.sliding door ;p&lt;br /&gt;7.sidemirror.&lt;br /&gt;8. rear mirror.&lt;br /&gt;9.other car's mirror.&lt;br /&gt;10.100% tinted windscreen.&lt;br /&gt;11.mamak stall teh-tarik punye kole.&lt;br /&gt;12.spoon.&lt;br /&gt;13.reflected watch.&lt;br /&gt;14.friend's shade.&lt;br /&gt;15.shopping mall glasses.&lt;br /&gt;16-infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything that reflect images -Woman &amp;amp; Mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/37353329-428003092736603354?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/428003092736603354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=428003092736603354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/428003092736603354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/428003092736603354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/woman-mirror.html' title='woman &amp; mirror..'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-3794597101497501726</id><published>2009-10-29T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:08:42.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the voice within.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the voice within - christina aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don’t cry&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;Young girl it’s alright&lt;br /&gt;Your tears will dry, you’ll soon be free to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re safe inside your room you tend to dream&lt;br /&gt;Of a place where nothing’s harder than it seems&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;br /&gt;Of the heartache life can bring and what it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When there’s no one else, look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll find the strength that will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;You’ll learn to begin to trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don’t hide&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never change if you just run away&lt;br /&gt;Young girl just hold tight&lt;br /&gt;Soon you’re gonna see your brighter day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed&lt;br /&gt;It’s so hard to stand your ground when you’re so afraid&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand for you to hold&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost outside look inside to your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey&lt;br /&gt;It can take you anywhere you choose to go&lt;br /&gt;As long as you’re learning&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find all you’ll ever need to know&lt;br /&gt;(be strong)&lt;br /&gt;You’ll break it&lt;br /&gt;(hold on)&lt;br /&gt;You’ll make it&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t forsake it because&lt;br /&gt;No one can tell you what you can’t do&lt;br /&gt;No one can stop you, you know that I’m talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don’t cry I’ll be right here when your world starts&lt;br /&gt;to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*love this song ;)&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/37353329-3794597101497501726?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/3794597101497501726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=3794597101497501726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/3794597101497501726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/3794597101497501726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/voice-within.html' title='the voice within.'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-594737379019962568</id><published>2009-10-28T21:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:18:25.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tho im too lazy to come out with good title so feel free to create your own! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. kenapa saya rasa malas nak menulis? tapi nak tulis 'kenapa saya rasa malas nak menulis' tu pun kena menulis jugak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;em, mungkin lepas ni saya nak rakam je apa yang saya nak cakap, lepas tu saya aplod...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wah! bagus jugak idea ituh.. baru la tak tidur malam kalian mendengar suara lunak beta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. 2nd last final. kenapa saya rasa sem ni macam mimpi? giler sangat cepat seperti kelajuan cahaya.. (hiperbola itu..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. sem depan dah praktikal. baru habis satu paper final dah rasa sebak nak tinggalkan shah alam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm sayang jugak kau ye kat shah alam, jini!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bukan sayang shah alam... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ade ler! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. kenapa saya rasa masa sangat cepat berlalu. rasa mcm baru semalam ambik upsr. hari ni dah membesar 165 cm duduk bertenggek menulis blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. saya rasa jadi budak kecik darjah tiga adalah bagus. kerana dia tak perlu fikirkan pasal berat badan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tetiba kuar topik berat badan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. padahal baru timbang hari tuh. tak tau la kalau penimbang tu yg salah scale tapi hari tu timbang, memang sah dah turun 5 kilo.. apa yang sudah aku lakukan kepada diri sendiri??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tapi pipi cam chubby je...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ish musykil..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-cubit2 sayang pipi sendiri..-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. abah sekarang dah jadi lembaga penapis novel kat rumah. habis novel saya yang berlambak dalam lemari dia kutip baca. pulak tu sebijik novel dia bleh habiskan dalam masa sehari dua je. seram betul la abah aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;segan pun ada. novel tu smua dah la cheezy lovey dovey habis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haila abah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lepas ni kena start beli buku motivasi fadhilah kamsah la pulak buat koleksi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. macam mimpi. lepas praktikal, balik ke shah alam untuk final sem. betol tak percaya.. macam2 perasaan ada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397647955434796962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/SuhMN65N96I/AAAAAAAADLI/x344MfYI3qU/s400/page_8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haruslah saya rasa jeles berjetak2 tengok gambar ni..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(berjetak2 itu bahasa kelantan. heheh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ok. saya pegi study..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tak habis study lagi mana bleh kawin.. jini ni... ish!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thehehehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. sendawa rasa meggi sebab tadi dah bantai mee sedap dua paket. wahahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;harap maaf. jini mmg tak senonoh kadang2..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thehhee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;betul la lecturer cakap. meggi tu dah jadi lekat di lidah. dah laku sangat, mee sedap pun kita panggil meggi. mee ruski pun panggil meggi. padahal meggi tu nama brand ye dok? bukan nama official untuk mee segera. semua mee segera kita bantai pggil meggi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;contoh yeh contoh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orang&lt;/strong&gt; : dah kenyang la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orang lain&lt;/strong&gt; : dah kenyang? ko makan apa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orang&lt;/strong&gt; : aku makan meggi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okeh kita tukar versi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orang&lt;/strong&gt; : dah kenyang la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orang lain&lt;/strong&gt; : dah kenyang? ko makan apa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orang&lt;/strong&gt; : aku makan mee segera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tade kan cam tu kan? tade kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kot la kalau ada..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OFF!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nak pegi study sana..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0pt; BORDER-RIGHT: 0pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/37353329-594737379019962568?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/594737379019962568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=594737379019962568&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/594737379019962568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/594737379019962568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/tho-im-too-lazy-to-come-out-with-good.html' title='tho im too lazy to come out with good title so feel free to create your own! ;)'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/SuhMN65N96I/AAAAAAAADLI/x344MfYI3qU/s72-c/page_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-2946821663731554581</id><published>2009-10-20T00:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:15:22.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# izreen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# bff'/><title type='text'>mari meramble dengan cik jini..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; saya rasa ada harusnya saya balik dan jumpa buah hati dulu before exam. pulihkan semangat.. (cheyh. macam si izreen tu bomoh pulak boleh pulih2 kan semangat orang.. heheh..) sorry. saya sangat fanatik izreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-saya suka address encik ezrien (ketua program) sebagai 'anak sedara' saya.. heheh. psstt, jangan bocor rahsia tau!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; cik na, bff saya, ajar 3 prinsip untuk dipegang (selepas semalam saya mengadu domba sangat stress hampir pitam)..&lt;br /&gt;-- 1. love yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;-- 2. believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;-- 3. be strong. lot more stronger than 'strong'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; hari ni sangat panas. sangat panas sampai tadi berdarah la hidung mancungku. sangat panas sampai sakit kepala. jalan pun macam yahudi mabuk. cair &lt;s&gt;mekap&lt;/s&gt; otak i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; saya sangat rindu yani. somehow, memang rasa dah kehilangan seorang kawan. thats why cik na cakap, "sbb tu orang tak nak kawin sebelum ining kawin.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ining - bff saya memang panggil saya macam tu sebab tu sebenarnya panggilan dalam family. hehe..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau cik na nk tunggu saya kawin, nampak gayanya berjanggut lah dia. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/StycXMH-sUI/AAAAAAAADKo/pZjxkn2cS_E/s1600-h/Image%28541%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/StycXMH-sUI/AAAAAAAADKo/pZjxkn2cS_E/s400/Image%28541%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394358375888630082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yani, i need you right here la..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sobsobsobsobsobsob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;my family is coming. for my sis's convocation. cant wait to see them tomorrow. sebenarnya nak buat kiriman rasmi nasi impit ngan kuah kacang. hehe. hari tu masa raya tak sempat nak makan sebab banyak sangat makanan. tapi kesian pulak ngan ma nak kena buat. my ex roomates, timmy, odah n fuzah, suka my mom's nasi impit ngan kuah kacang. lagi2 cik timmy. dia cakap dia tak suka benda tu tapi she said, my mom's punya soooodappppp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biasa lah. masak-memasak kan mom's department. tak de sapa yang masak lagi sedap daripada mak kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betul? sila setuju. kalau tak setuju, derhaka mak la tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;i got mms from my brother last night. tapi tak bleh bukak. henpon memang mabuk sehari dua ni. tuan dia pun sama mabuk &lt;s&gt;cinta&lt;/s&gt;. then i asked him, what did he send me actually. lepas tu dia cakap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aku hantar gambar meja study!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia cakap dia tensyen sangat nak final. so sebagai kakak mithali &lt;s&gt;la konon&lt;/s&gt;, brainwash la adik dia itu walaupun brain sendiri pun tak terwash mana. tsk! kata kakak mithali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; adik saya yang hensem tu jugak nak ambik spm nanti. dan memang kena brainwash dia jugak. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/StyiDmTNgGI/AAAAAAAADLA/fZm35DfZis0/s1600-h/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/StyiDmTNgGI/AAAAAAAADLA/fZm35DfZis0/s400/IMG_1030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394364636387442786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bagus sebenarnya ada adik macam ni.&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 saya mengaku dia pakwe saya.&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dan rindu jugak nak buli dia. kerana dia adalah adik yg baik. (cheyh. naikkan saham adik sendiri nih.. heheh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 tengah2 baring depan tv, tapi cari2 remote tak jumpa tapi malas nak bangun, saya suka jerit2 nama dia buat gaya jeritan desperate and emergency macam tu. lepas tu dia terkocoh2 datang dan haruslah lepas tu dia nak hempuk saya dengan sofa bila saya cakap;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"remote tv dok mano nih?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;translation : "remote tv kat mana ni?" -sekian terima kasih!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak pun suka jerit2 nama dia semata2 nak suruh slowkan kipas padahal suis kipas sejengkal je dengan tempat duduk saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. saja la nak bermanja dengan adik kadang2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kami the kakaks tengah encourage dia apply for pilot. dulu dia cakap dia nak. tapi skang cakap tak nak. dulu abang yg sulung nak apply pilot tapi abah tak kasi. (saya pun dulu pernah simpan angan2 nak jadi pramugari. nyaris nak apply. tapi abah tak kasi jugak. hoho). tapi sekarang abah pun encourage dia apply pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;thanks ma abah. for where i stand right now. untuk semuanya.. pernahkan korang terfikir, jasa siapa yang membolehkan korang membaca tanpa perlu mengeja? tengok je dah boleh construct perkataan tu. kadang2 jini rasa macam miracle bila jini tengok satu perkataan, perkataan tu terus masuk ke otak tanpa perlu di eja. and for that, jini selalu mention dalam hati, thanks ma abah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak akan ada siapa yang akan berkorban sehabis mampu untuk anda melainkan your parents kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ma abah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nak kembali menyambung assignment.. hehe-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : baru teringat ada hutang dengan otai. (nk buat macamana, janji tetap janji.. heheh.) otai, final sem la eh claim sesi belanja tengok wayang dengan cik jini yg gojes. haha. tak sempat dah nak lepak before final ni. sem depan dah nak pratikal. tak pun nanti kita sama2 (ajak la ramai sikit sebab tak pernah dibuat aku, nak duduk berdua dengan lelaki dalam panggung wayang.. ma cakap, jaga diri. jangan keluar malam nanti masuk angin. jangan merenyam tak tentu hala tuju untuk masa depan yang cemerlang gemilang dan terbilang.. hehe) okeh sambung, tak pun nanti kita sama2 pegi tengok 'pisau cukur'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; 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&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss my izreen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my home.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my ma.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my abah.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my adik.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my cats.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my motor.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my kampung.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my neneks.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my atuks.&lt;br /&gt;i miss yani.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mom's cook.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my sis's mee goreng.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my abah's kailan ikan masin.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my self made nasi goreng kampung. =p&lt;br /&gt;i miss kak izuani's choco cake.&lt;br /&gt;i miss kak izuani's roti jala.&lt;br /&gt;i miss kolam ikan abah.&lt;br /&gt;i miss ikan tilapia bakar.&lt;br /&gt;i miss izreen's hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Sts2-8G3d2I/AAAAAAAADKg/PvZ2wF0pRmQ/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Sts2-8G3d2I/AAAAAAAADKg/PvZ2wF0pRmQ/s400/IMG_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393965433621018466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cik ning.. soli!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thats what she said when she 'accidentally' hentam me dengan selipar jepun dan saya purak2 nangis..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&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/37353329-6723633955586125955?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/6723633955586125955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=6723633955586125955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/6723633955586125955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/6723633955586125955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-that-i-miss-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4_Iv20ClPc/Sts2-8G3d2I/AAAAAAAADKg/PvZ2wF0pRmQ/s72-c/IMG_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-1908902504214463896</id><published>2009-10-18T00:11:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:22:23.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bolehkah panggil saya rini instead of jini? - edited.</title><content type='html'>hehe. orang kata, nama adalah satu doa. lagi2 nama panggilan yang hari2 orang sebut dan panggil. tiba2 rasa 'jini' adalah kasar sikit dan boleh bermaksudkan jin. now i wonder, sapa yang panggil saya jini sampai melekat sampai universiti sampai saya pun segan nak suruh orang panggil saya dengan panggilan lain. heheh. tapi roomate saya panggil saya rini dan sungguh sedap dan sopan lagi ayu bila mendengarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kadang2 bila saya dah tolong orang saya rasa saya mmg macam 'genie in a bottle'. hari tu mona cakap "thanks jini. you are a life saver" bila saya bagi dia kertas nak jawab exam sebab dia lupa nak bawak kertas sendiri. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh. macam biasa. (najib cakap dia suka baca yang point2 je. saya pun suka tulis in numbering form)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. adapun charger laptop dah rosak. suka tau bergurau time2 assignment tgh menimbun ni. ni pinjam ja punya.. thanks ja. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. kalau kita mimpi tapi bila kita bangun keesokannya, kita lupa apa yg kita mimpi malam tu, orang kata mimpi tu akan jadi kenyataan. dan jini rasa, (jini rasa je la..) deja vu tu, adalah mimpi yg kita tak ingat tu. hehe. conclusion buat sendiri. thehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. seseorang telah mengembalikan selera makan saya. thanks seseorang!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sekarang saya nampak kenapa ALLAH tak pernah melancarkan perhubungan saya dengan dia dulu. saya nampak sangat dan terang2. buku cakap, kita akan jumpa ramai orang dan kita akan gagal banyak kali dalam percintaan sebelum kita bertemu dengan the right one. tapi saya belum la jumpa lagi sapa the right one tu. dan saya tak de la banyak2 kali gagal dalam percintaan. tapi saya bersyukur ALLAH tak pernah nak satukan kami. see? ALLAH loves me kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. mintak tolong jangan siniskan nada kalau baca apa yg jini tulis orait? memang susah nak deliver perasaan melalui huruf. tapi i think im not good in delivering my feelings. i mean nak cakap pasal perasaan. kadang2 yang kita cakap tu tak semua keluar. ish susah la nak explain. faham2 je lah yek. thats why i prefer to write rather than speak. im a slow reactor. kalau orang tegur, memang tak tahu nak reply apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orang&lt;/span&gt; : baju cantik la jini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : eh.. err. hehe.. (alamak nak reply apa ni? patut ke cakap terima kasih? dia puji baju bukan puji aku..) ehehehe. thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orang&lt;/span&gt; : hi jini nak pegi mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jini&lt;/span&gt; : eh.. hehe. hi.. (senyum2 macam biasa. tak menjawab soalan pun.. erk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari ahad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&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/37353329-1908902504214463896?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/1908902504214463896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=1908902504214463896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/1908902504214463896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/1908902504214463896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/1.html' title='bolehkah panggil saya rini instead of jini? - edited.'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-8485245639961275672</id><published>2009-10-14T23:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:18:37.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# iz-iz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# sharing is caring'/><title type='text'>senyumlah seperti tiada apa yang berlaku :)</title><content type='html'>Sebelum itu, sila tepuk2 pengakap. Budak yg claim dia takde selera makan tu kan, tetengah malam pukul 10.30 tetengah buat assignment crg (subjek ni walaupun dia nak2 sama dengan law tapi kenapakah aku rasa law itu lebih senang? Jauh lebih senang. Walaupun law itu sepatutnya lagi susah sebab selain kena hafal sections yg berlambaks, kena hafal cases dengan nama2 orang yg macam2 tu?? (lemah betul la bab mengingat ni. Menekan kalkulator tak pe sikit. tidur peluk kalkulator pun I tak kisah..sigh.) Again, thanks sir iz-iz. that’s why lyna telah menganugerahkan sir iz-iz sebagai lect fav jini di alam semesta. Hehe. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You across my path, you will be included in my blog. Whether you do me something good or bad. Remember this is some sort of public diary? Baca terms and conditions kat atas ke belum ni??&lt;br /&gt;Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually, to feel that there’s someone reading your blog is not really good jgk. I can no longer be ‘transparent’ in what I write. Rasa hati tu tak kesampaian untuk diluahkan. Dan macam2 masih terbook di hati.. terbook? Terbuku.. ter.. ah lantak! Kadang2 dah tulis panjang2 tapi delete2 balik sebab takut nanti ada entity yang terasa. Entity? Manusia bukan hantu..remember? Different people form different perspective.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh sambung cerita, tetengah buat assignment crg, pukul 10.30, budak yang claim takde selera makan ini tetiba terbayang2 waffle dengan peanut butter nyumm nyumm yummy!! Lalu berfikirlah ia, (cikgu fauziah, cikgu bahasa melayu form 5 cakap, perkataan ‘ia’ hanya boleh digunakan untuk manusia je ye sapa2 yg nak ambik spm nnti. Tak boleh guna ‘ia’ untuk refer kepada binatang ataupun kerusi mahupun telefon bimbit.. take note bro! –adik jini yg hensem tu nak ambik spm tahun ni. Hehe- ) okeh sambung,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia berfikirlah, ada ke orang jual waffle dah tetengah malam ni. Tetengah malam ada ke orang jual waffle? Waffle tak boleh jual tetengah malam ke? waffle tetengah malam jual, boleh ke tak boleh? org jual waffle tetengah malam ada ke takde? Ke ada? Ke takde? orang jual waffle tetengah malam tak balik tido ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila lapar, otak pun tak betolss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sangat la craving tatau la kenapa. Mengidam! Bila ntah aku mengandung kalau nk claim mengidam. Mengandung anak cacing ada la kot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan mengidam. Padan muka tu namanya. Lapar, makan sikit je, lepas tu dah kenyang la konon. Lepas tu mula la tetengah malam lapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, (oho mulala rasa syahdu nak balik rumah ni.. tsk!) jadi, terkedek-kedek la budak itu keluar cari waffle. Seperti yg dijangka, mana ada orang jual waffle. Kalau ada pun sure dah tutup gerai dah. Tsk! Balik la ia terkedek-kedek semula ke kolej.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak kesampaian hajatku. Mati katak je lah jini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya nak share pasal senyum ni. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebanyakan orang yang jumpa jini atau kenal jini akan cakap jini suka senyum. Senyummmm je dia. orang2 cakap la. hehe. puji diri nampaks hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ne de puji diri. Cakap senyum je. tak cakap senyum jini cantik bak err bak… err bak…. Bak bak bak tak de bak bak la..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab jini ingat masa kecik2 ustazah cakap, senyum itu sedekah. Sedekah dapat pahala. So jini suka senyum walau dengan sapa2 sekalipun yang jini jumpa. Dapat side income. Hehe. Even bertembung tengah jalan. Kadang2 pissed off kalau jini senyum tapi orang tu buat muka sombong. tak balas. bosan betul. Bukan susah pun kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dari kecik sampai besar, terbawak-bawak sampai ke u. sampai ke shah alam. Tapi shah alam tak boleh nak disamakan dengan kampung cik jini oii. satu hari jini senyum kat lelaki tu, dan lelaki tu salah faham and then dia ikut jini. masa tu jini sangat takut giler. So lepas tu, jini cam dah tak senyum kat sembarangan orang. Sembarangan lelaki la boleh dikatakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jini suka senyum. Walaupun tengah susah hati, walau tengah tensyen, walau tengah sedih sikit lagi nak nangis, jini akan cuba senyum. Tengah buat assignment sekalipun, jini akan senyum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact kalau jini baca perkataan senyum pun boleh buat jini senyum.. senyum!! Nampaknya kena tampal wallpaper dengan perkataan senyum kat dalam bilik. thehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, jini baca buku ‘jangan bersedih’ ni. Dalam buku ni ada tulis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘dalam senyuman terdapat kekuatan yang menakjubkan dalam membuat jiwa bergembira dan menyenangkan hati. Akan membawa akibat positif bagi jiwa dan penawar bagi hati yang resah. Orang arab suka memuji orang yang murah dengan senyuman dan selalu tampak ceria. Menurut mereka, perangai yang demikian merupakan petanda kelapangan dada, kedermawanan, kemurahan hati, kemuliaan dan kesejukan hati’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Islam sentiasa mengajar supaya menampilkan wajah yang tenang, selalu berseri dan enak dipandang sehingga menenangkan orang yang memandang. Muram durja dan muka yang masam pula adalah cermin dari jiwa yang kacau dan tidak keruan, fikiran yang berkecamuk dan perangai yang buruk’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘orang yang murah dengan senyuman dalam menjalani hidup ini bukan sahaja orang yang paling mampu membahagiakan diri sendiri, tetapi juga orang yang berkemampuan lebih dalam mengerjakan berbagai urusan, lebih bertanggungjawab ketika memikul tugas, orang yang paling kuat menghadapi kesulitan dan memecahkan persoalan dan lebih professional dalam memikul urusan penting yang bermanfaat bagi diri mereka dan masyarakat’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jini suka ayat ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘apa ertinya kecantikan seorang isteri sekiranya sering berwajah muram dan hanya membuatkan suasana rumahtangga seolah-olah seperti neraka? Tentulah seorang isteri yang tidak terlalu cantik akan menjadi seribu kali lebih baik sekiranya dia mampu menjadikan suasana rumahtangganya laksana syurga setiap saat’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, senyumlah seperti tiada apa yang berlaku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading and hitting my blog. The blog hits seriously scared me to death!! (hehe exaggerate lagih..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayangkan ada orang ketuk pintu rumah anda tapi bila anda bukak, tak de sapa kat luar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam tu lah lebih kurang perasaannya.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senyum ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pss : jumaat ni ada test shoot dara.com kat karangkraf.. nak g ke tak? nak g ke tak ni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0pt; BORDER-TOP: 0pt; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-8485245639961275672?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/8485245639961275672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=8485245639961275672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/8485245639961275672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/8485245639961275672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/senyumlah-seperti-tiada-apa-yang.html' title='senyumlah seperti tiada apa yang berlaku :)'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-7585075168214324732</id><published>2009-10-17T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:12:32.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons to smile and be thankful.</title><content type='html'>1. ALLAH loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. born as a muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. izreen qistiena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. my blogger buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. air to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. clean water to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. my stationeries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. my handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ability to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. frawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ability to have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. scepticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you believe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my life. i love being me.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0pt; BORDER-TOP: 0pt; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-7585075168214324732?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7585075168214324732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=7585075168214324732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/7585075168214324732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/7585075168214324732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/reasons-to-smile-and-be-thankful.html' title='reasons to smile and be thankful.'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-2162876392664301127</id><published>2009-10-16T17:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:35:19.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# emo'/><title type='text'>i want my niece..</title><content type='html'>i was so exhausted and stressed out that i went back and just sleep without eating anything. eh tipu. makan la dua keping gardenia. nasib baik encik gardenia tu enak jugak la dimakan begitu saja walaupun takde la sungguh sangat. selera makan hilang terus. dan dah habiskan berbotol2 100 plus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam sepagi, macam2 benda jadi. pendrive corrupt, hilang semua assignment, laptop buat hal. tak bleh on. berlari kesana kemari nak selesaikan problem. report kena hantar. petang suppose kena sit for test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik dalam berlari-lari tu sempat lagi muhasabah diri. walaupun sikit lagi nak nangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sabar nur hazrini sabar. ingat, dugaan mengajar.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mintak tolong ngan ALLAH nur hazrini. jangan putus asa.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ALLAH tak duga, nur hazrini kalau awak tak boleh nak lalui. ALLAH akan tolong. sabar nur hazrini, sabar!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik puan amrizah bagi option whether nak ambik test hari ni ke esok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah settle problem pun dah pukul 12 lebih. dan rasa tak bleh nak go on dah. sangat distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petang ni kena siapkan korean language punya video plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya nak izreen.. saya nak balik.. saya sedih.. saya rasa lembik sangat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan saya lupa abg redza selalu pesan, "jangan lembik sangat!! dan fight!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : mmg nak fight tadi... kepada mohd nor saiful bin mustafar dari fakulti ad (hambikkk kau!! sempat lagi tu jot down nama dia masa dia nak print cover page for his assignment tadi..), sujud syukur je la anda kerana anda terlepas dari hempukan bag laptop saya pagi tadi. walaupun anda dari fakulti design mendesign, saya yakin anda juga belajar etika dan anda sure tau etika ketika menunggu giliran. nasib baik darah saya masih ditahap suam2 kuku. kalau tak, sure anda akan dihempuk, wahai mohd nor saiful bin mustafar. dan malam ni sure anda akan bermalam di hospital secara pakej!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&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/37353329-2162876392664301127?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2162876392664301127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=2162876392664301127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/2162876392664301127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/2162876392664301127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-my-niece.html' title='i want my niece..'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-7838479774097957039</id><published>2009-10-11T21:52:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:27:56.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# izreen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# randomly crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# bff'/><title type='text'>sunyi membunuh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;semestinya tajuk tade kena mengena. saja gempakssss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Suka hati..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Ntah.. xtau kenapeee. Suka hati tanpa sebab adalah tak bagus ye anak2.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. Membawa kepada maksud akal yg tidak berapa centre. Heheh. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Adapun dalam kesedihan ini, daku telah menggunakan study leave puan bedah untuk keluar dan tengok wayang juga menghabiskan harta yg hanya tinggal seciput. Oh! Jangan report puan bedah. Hehe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Dan daku telah menontoned (konon nak buat menonton tu jadi bahasa inggeris di past tense kan. Rosak!), menontoned papadom. Papadom best okeyh. Tanpa ragu saya bagi 5 bintang berkelip2 di hati! Reminds me to abah. I love you abah! I laughed a lot and I err agak meleleh air hidung dalam wayang itu. Oho…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Buat malu je dengan bf………………………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, bff! Thehehe. Thanks cik na. lap you. you really made my day!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Fakta papadom : &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. First movie for this sem. sem ni sangat la rasa outdated. Jangan mention pasal movie, aku jauh beribu batu ke belakang.. sem ni jarang kuar. Tapi bila dah kuar yg jarang2 tu, jadi gempak bergegar bumi. Hehe exaggerate! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;First movie and the best! Berbaloi-baloi lah.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Nampak poster &lt;s&gt;abang redza&lt;/s&gt; ‘pisau cukur’ yg besar gedabak gak. dah kuar.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck abang redza.. looking forward to watch it. I peromise you.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 november - Date dengan ‘abang redza’. hehehe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;nak buat movie review tapi malas. Heheh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Garapan yg bagus. (rasa cam berdiri bulu roma nak tulis GARAPAN tu.. sesat fakulti ke apa budak ni??) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangat bagus. The fact that dia munculkan semula watak mak kepada miasara dalam keadaan yg melawakkan membuatkan saya rasa x ralat sangat dengan kematian dia pada awal2 cerita. Eh, oh sorry! Sapa belum tgk I spoil mood. Hehe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Dan sangat membuatkan saya bangga menjadi salah seorang student uitm lagi2 student perakaunan. Pak cik jual burger kat cafe sure beli vcd ni dan simpan sampai mati! Haha. saya pun mungkin buat benda sama. Thehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g. &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Final verdict : A ++++++ berbunga-bunga!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Am thinking of watching it again. Ada sapa2 nak teman saya pegi tengok sekali lagi? Saya belanja!!! tiket je.. hehe. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Cik Na tanya saya macamana saya bleh stay slim dan fit jek. Fit la konon. Fit, fit. Fitnah je tu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kak dalie. Pinjam ayat! Heheh)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tade lah. Tade diet. Selera makan cam kurang skang ni. Selalunya kalau lapar, tapi tade selera, rasa membazir pulak kalau beli nasik. Sebab makan dua tiga suap nanti sure2 dah kenyang. So selalunya hirup sup je. Kenyang dan tak membazir syaitonirrojim!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Tapi tade la fit pun. Rasa dah gemoks dah skang. Pipi pun tersungging-sungging chubby. Kalau chubby cute takpe jugak. Nenek tua chubby adalah ngeri trauma2 ok! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Badan dah rasa berat dan malas! Nak turunkan skit so that bleh rasa ringan. Dulu rasa ringan je badan. Makan sikit pun dia tak nak turun. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Kuruslah kuruslah kuruslah jini!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Tapi bila makan ngan buah hati terus selera jadi macam jin. Macamana nak slim. Orang lain ‘kenyang perut suka hati’. Saya ‘suka hati kenyang perut’. Buah hati pun suka hati makan dengan saya. Hehe. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buah hati saya sorang tu je.. Iz…………………………………………………………………. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reen. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheheheheheheh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Izreen makan sampai berpinggan2 kalau saya yang suapkan. Ma cakap kalau dia yg suapkan, izreen makan sikit je. tips dia ialah, makanlah berkongsi pinggan dengan anak sedara. Sambil suap dia, aku ngap sikit2. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, banyak2. Baru la tak boring. menyuap kanak2 riang hyper actif tak agak ni sumpah boring. Sambil makan sambil marathon keliling rumah. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;lepas tu dia buat aku macam stesen minyak. lari2 lepas tu berhenti makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pun, jangan kasi dia marathon. Duduk kat meja makan, riba dia, suap dia suap kita. Nak make sure dia makan banyak. Kalau tak dia bukan nak makan pun nasik. Asyik makan benda mengarut junk foods je. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ma kata, that is why she likes me a lot dan tak boleh nak berenggang dengan saya kalau saya ada. Saya agak manjakan dia. dan layan dia. sometimes when she get bored, dia tarik tangan saya dan suruh saya berdiri dan menari dengan dia. dia pegang tangan saya, nyanyi2, hayun2 tangan dan peluk2 saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang lain tak melayan dia sangat. but then for me, dia masih sangat kecil dan perlukan banyak perhatian dan kita perlu tunjukkan kasih sayang so that dia boleh rasa disayangi. Penting untuk tumbesaran anak2 ye tuan2 dan puan2. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;google la pasal the importance of love kalau nak tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Orang kata, suami isteri kalau makan berkongsi pinggan, rumah tangga akan harmoni…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba2 keluar mode suami isteri ni kenapa kau??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suami isteri je orait? Take note. Not applicable to pakwe makwe.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Agak sunyi sejak yani jadi isteri orang. Sob sob sob!! Miss her!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; masih belum percaya dengan kenyataan ini. oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Dah tak bleh nak msg pagi2 buta cam biasa pakai term ‘weh!’, ‘babe’ atau ‘yang!’. Macam tu je teguran di awal pagi kalau nak start sms. Lepas tu kitorang akan sms macam2 benda as if kitorang duduk sebelah menyebelah dan bercakap. For the whole day dan akan stop bila tidur malam tu. dan bila bangun besok paginya, benda yang sama akan berulang! I miss that moment! Ohooooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you tak tipu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt; thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; for following my blog! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt; nak lari dari dia dan nak suruh dia pergi tapi saya sangat perlukan dia dan nak suruh dia stay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk! this feeling is complicated. killing me inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-7838479774097957039?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7838479774097957039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=7838479774097957039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/7838479774097957039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/7838479774097957039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunyi-membunuh.html' title='sunyi membunuh!'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-5696390999103441329</id><published>2009-10-08T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:58:05.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>antara positif dan negatif, you choose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dia kata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, kalaulah ada hari menerajang sedunia, katakan jatuh pada tarikh dotdotdot, orang pertama yang dia nak terajang pada detik 12 malam masuk saat yang pertama, ialah.. roommate dia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, roommate dia selalu slam pintu kuat2 giler time nak tutup pintu walaupun dia tgh tidur. Sampaikan dia tersedar. Sampaikan berdiri bulu roma dia. time tu jugak dia menyumpah seranah dalam hati dan berazam nak balas dendam time roommate dia tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Tapi, dia kata, bila roommate dia tgh tidur, dia sendiri lupa nak balas dendam. Dan sedaya upaya tutup pintu dan buat kerja sesunyi mungkin sebab itu dah nature dia. pernah dia nak balas dendam tapi dia sendiri rasa tak selesa sebab dia kata, bila dia hempas pintu kuat2, dia rasa itu bukan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, dia selalu rasa seperti melukut di tepi gantang.. ada tak ada tak beri kesan pada sapa2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dia kata lagi, dia selalu rasa yg dia hanyalah tempat persinggahan sebab orang akan cari dia, ajak dia keluar, ajak dia makan sama2, time kawan orang tu takde. Bila kawan orang tu dah ada, dia langsung tidak dperlukan lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dia juga kata, walaupun ternyata memang ramai orang di sekeliling dia, dia tetap rasa sunyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, antara teman dan kawan, memang banyak perbezaannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata lagi, itulah yang membezakan antara sunyi, ada orang; dan sunyi, tak de orang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, macamana dia nak teruskan ni? Dia dah rasa sangat penat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, dia sangat tak terdaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;11.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, dia kecewa dengan orang sekeliling. Yang tak pernah berhenti mengutuk fizikal dia. apa yang kurang dengan dia? dan apa yang lebih sangat dengan orang lain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;12.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata lagi, kerana dioranglah dia hilang kepercayaan dan keyakinan diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, dia rasa sangat teruk dan kerana itu dia tak pernah rasa nak jatuh cinta lagi. Dan setiap kali dia rasa dia sudah menyukai seseorang dia akan keep remind diri sendiri yang dia tu bukannya cantik so jangan berangan. Dia akan sentiasa berlari menjauhi perasaan sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;14.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Dia kata, dunia ni selalu tak adil. Bila orang perlukan dia, dia sentiasa ada. Sebab dia juga tak ada sesiapa. tapi bila dia perlukan orang lain, orang lain selalu tak ada. Sebab orang lain dah ada orang lain lagi. Dan yang akan selalu kesunyian ialah dia dan orang lain akan selalu ada teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu kata dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu dia tengah bulan mengambang jadi sebab itulah dia tak terdaya.   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;Saya tahu semangat dia akan cepat pulih.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;Saya tahu dia emo hanya pada masa2 ini sebab saya tahu biasanya dia sentiasa cekal hadapi apa jugak yg datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Jadi saya kata, sabarlah sayang. Inilah namanya hidup dan jika tiada cabaran, hidup tak akan berseri dan akan flat je. so, boringlah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata, ALLAH sayang dia. ALLAH sayang dia sebab tu ALLAH uji dia dengan macam2 ujian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata lagi, let ALLAH take care the rest, sayang! but dont forget to try your best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata, semua yang berlaku pasti ada hikmahnya. Hidup memang ada ups and downs. Kalau dulu kita sentiasa di atas, bila kadang2 kita berada di bawah, barulah kita buka mata. Kalau selalu ada di atas, akan menyebabkan kealpaan. Dan bila kadang2 kita ada di bawah, janganlah pulak kita salahkan takdir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata lagi, dugaan ini mengajar kita menjadi orang yang tabah. Bila kita dah biasa begini, kita akan lebih independent. Kan? Dan bila dah biasa begini, in the future, kita akan tahu macamana nak lalui saat2 macam ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata lagi, bangun, buka mata telinga. Kalau dia tak nak lakukan semua ni untuk diri sendiri, ingat family. Lakukan untuk parents dia yg dah banyak berkorban untuk dia sampai tahap ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata, menangislah kalau perlu. Tak perlu nak menangis untuk perkara2 yang tak berfaedah. Jangan menangis hanya kerana risau tentang perkara2 yang belum lagi berlaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata lagi,positiflah! Bila positif, semua akan jadi okey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dan saya kata, senyumlah macam biasa. Sebab saya tahu, susah senang, pahit getir, dia sentiasa tersenyum. Walaupun dia kata senyum dia macam cacat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;10.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata, lebih atau kurang dia dengan orang lain, semuanya hanya pinjaman. Bila2 masa akan ditarik balik kalau kita tak bersyukur. Masuk kubur, semuanya akan hancur. Yang tinggal hanyalah &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;roh&lt;/span&gt; kita. Bila pada masa itu, tak akan ada lagi perbezaan kita dengan orang lain melainkan amalan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;11.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata lagi, ingatlah walaupun dia rasa dia tak cantik di mata orang lain, dia sentiasa cantik pada ALLAH. Sebab ALLAH yang mencipta dia. dan semua yang ALLAH cipta adalah sempurna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;12.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Saya kata, jaga hati. Biar tak cantik luaran asalkan cantik dalaman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dia akan cepat muhasabah diri. Sebab itu saya sayang dia! kalau orang lain, belum tentu dapat lalui semua ini, saya dan dia berkata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saling muhasabah diri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya kata, sujud syukur padaNYA, atas segala cinta…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;dibebelkan oleh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-5696390999103441329?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5696390999103441329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=5696390999103441329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/5696390999103441329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/5696390999103441329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/antara-positif-dan-negatif-you-choose.html' title='antara positif dan negatif, you choose.'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-6792383986079016901</id><published>2009-10-08T00:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:24:23.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='# iz-iz'/><title type='text'>kerana dia adalah seorang lecturer..</title><content type='html'>setiap kali facebook-ing kan, lepas tu kalau tekan dekat chat list, tiba2 tgk sir iz-iz appear online, selalu rasa macam dia nak bagi warning dan cakap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey apa korang main2 facebook ni! dah dah pegi study! study! study! study!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;suka hati,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laaa nak tulis apa pun.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37353329-6792383986079016901?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/6792383986079016901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=6792383986079016901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/6792383986079016901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/6792383986079016901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/really-really-really-quick-update.html' title='kerana dia adalah seorang lecturer..'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37353329.post-6292202130928481390</id><published>2009-10-07T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:39:37.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dia pakai mekap. Tebal! Kalah norish karman dalam spa q.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dia jalan lenggang-lenggok. Lemah gemalai. Alahai kalah Gadis Melayu TV9.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suara dia lembut. Serak-serak tak basah. Garau!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dia betul-betul nak jadi perempuan yang ‘sempurna’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tapi hari itu, bila pak guard tanya kenapa dia pakai short sleeves dia jawab,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“saya lelaki la..!!!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dalam suara lembut dan manja, serak-serak tak basahnya itu..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nak pulak dia mengaku jantina..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;…………..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jini selalu wonder kenapa ada lelaki yang nak jadi perempuan dan ada perempuan nak jadi lelaki. Pernah sehari tu, jini hampir2 hentam seorang ‘lelaki’ dengan bakul toiletries sebab sangat terkejut bila keluar dari shower room, ‘lelaki’ itu tengah tunggu turn betul2 depan muka pintu shower room tu. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tsk! Sabar je lah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/172/53545D24EA965524A870DD899943B087.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37353329-6292202130928481390?l=dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/feeds/6292202130928481390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37353329&amp;postID=6292202130928481390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/6292202130928481390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37353329/posts/default/6292202130928481390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunworrybestupid.blogspot.com/2009/10/dia.html' title='Dia'/><author><name>Cahaya Hazrini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07455446728215691700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18332175279822099937'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>