<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625</id><updated>2012-01-18T06:11:52.635Z</updated><category term='BERWICK PARK'/><category term='NORTHUMBERLAND. MAY 2008'/><title type='text'>Escapism Of Anita Kema</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm just a simple scholar learning day by day... InshaAllah.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-6894011114961906256</id><published>2012-01-18T05:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T06:11:52.647Z</updated><title type='text'>STILL</title><content type='html'>Still Missing You.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its already mid of Jan. Time do flies, in fact these days it is faster than many of us anticipate.. UNLESS, yes.. unless when you're missing someone. Then time might somehow become so slow. But then again, sometimes it happen both. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two weeks was rather hectic. The weekend was well spent. Saturday we were off to Aufa's aqiqah in Puncak Perdana. Such a big boy now! Sunday was even busier. we start off the day by sending my BIL to UniKL in Alor Gajah. Right after that, memecut ala2 too fast too furious ke PD for our BBQ di tepian pantai. &lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the beach, got on the banana boat for the first time in my life. Kids get to play korek2 pasir and bermain di gigi air. (seriously, memang literally gigi air..hahaha... sian dorang, boleh mandi laut tapi tang yang paras buku lali je). we reach home when its already past 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was the fun part. THe 'not so fun' part is that the next day fateh got high fever and it managed to keep me 'on standby' the whole night. It lasts for several days. Huhuhu... so much of the 1 day fun rite?!. &lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. tiba2 hilang mood pulak. Someone knock on my door reminding me of the never ending 'work' story. Better go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-6894011114961906256?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/6894011114961906256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=6894011114961906256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6894011114961906256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6894011114961906256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2012/01/still.html' title='STILL'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8127677717138986473</id><published>2012-01-08T14:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:50:40.354Z</updated><title type='text'>Hati ini di seberang laut.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, &lt;br /&gt;no matter how tired you are;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much your body is aching;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how sleepy your eyes might be;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in your heart you can't help but missing the one that you love. You miss him/her so much, its pressing your chest you feel like its hard to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my chest, it feels like it behold a ton of concrete on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I miss YOU. A lot you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8127677717138986473?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8127677717138986473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8127677717138986473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8127677717138986473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8127677717138986473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2012/01/hati-ini-di-seberang-laut.html' title='Hati ini di seberang laut.'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7875595305435788100</id><published>2012-01-05T15:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:28:27.169Z</updated><title type='text'>entri Sengal</title><content type='html'>Salam. Sudah tahun baru. InshaAllah, I will try to reduce or if possible totally eliminate my one not so good attitude. It's a secret though. It should be a jihad within myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafiyyah is now in year 5. Besar sudah my little gal. Skrg pegi sekolah wearing pink and maroon sbb dah jadi pengawas buku teks. hehe.. ib do found it a bit funny... sori kakak. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajmal is in year 2. I've been thinking of moving him to i-musleh. Need to consult dear hubby bout this asap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fateh is still a one happy and kelasakan little tembam boy. Ibu loveeeeeee my tembam baby! sangat lasak ok, panjat sana sini, bencot dahi, berdarah bibir; but still very adorable dan ke'masam'mannya adalah soooooo sedap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is here now, her ankle is getting better, just have to take extra caution not to let my tembam baby step on her feet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, well... what can I say. Most part of me is still me buuuuuuuutttttttt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the problem. And it's all my dear hubby's fault!&lt;br /&gt;Since for the last couple of weeks I've been eating like tak hengat, now I'm TOTALLY TEBAL!!!! front view, side view... so annoying. Yeah..yeah.. I know I'm 37 this year but still; LEMAK yang tebal? oh no!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, Hence the aerobic class tomorrow. Lunch hour. Lepas aerobic melantak nasik. sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7875595305435788100?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7875595305435788100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7875595305435788100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7875595305435788100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7875595305435788100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2012/01/entri-sengal.html' title='entri Sengal'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8639314981605843218</id><published>2011-11-24T08:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:16:04.902Z</updated><title type='text'>FATIGUE</title><content type='html'>LOOK;&lt;br /&gt;The skies are still in loving blue&lt;br /&gt;LOOK;&lt;br /&gt;Those birds on the trees are still chirping &lt;br /&gt;LOOK;&lt;br /&gt;Those trees are still swaying gently&lt;br /&gt;LOOK;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are laughing happily&lt;br /&gt;LOOK;&lt;br /&gt;The wind breeze is still brushing your cheek&lt;br /&gt;LOOK; &lt;br /&gt;The foods are still lavishly laid on our table&lt;br /&gt;LOOK;&lt;br /&gt;Our love ones are still around us&lt;br /&gt;LOOK;&lt;br /&gt;Our heart beats unbeatable beautiful rhythm&lt;br /&gt;LOOK;&lt;br /&gt;Allah's blessing and mercy never stop on us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So STOP whining dear little heart o' mine. Pull a smile and go on this path. No matter how winding it may seems, no matter how many mountains we have to climb.. rest assure dear little heart o' mine, that Allah is with us all the way. InshaAllah we'll get there, sooner or latter. Pause if you have to but never lose hope and quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: I'm just a soul whose trying to be the best that I can be. InshaAllah. Please pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8639314981605843218?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8639314981605843218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8639314981605843218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8639314981605843218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8639314981605843218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2011/11/fatigue.html' title='FATIGUE'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8434739614603715861</id><published>2011-11-14T03:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T03:54:51.763Z</updated><title type='text'>LIFE - as i knew it</title><content type='html'>Salam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two years was hectic, till today. Since arwah papa passed away, nothing seems to be the same again. If only I can script it all here... everything that went and goes on. But don't get me wrong. Life is still beautiful nevertheless, His blessing and mercy keep on pouring on us. Alhamdulillah. Trials and obstacles I presumed is what make us alive. We just have to find a way to live with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its already towards the end of 2011. I'm going to be 37 next year. Goshhh! time do flies, maybe it flies at supersonic speed these days except for those time that I spent missing my other half. Or, maybe time on its own is alive. A twilight. *what the heck am I babbling about?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOw and then, this melancholic song from 'the cats' broadway keep coming back to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Memories, all alone in the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;I can smile at the old days,&lt;br /&gt;life was beautiful then.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time I knew what happiness was.&lt;br /&gt;Let the memory live again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: its not easy to be me. BUT who is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8434739614603715861?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8434739614603715861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8434739614603715861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8434739614603715861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8434739614603715861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-as-i-knew-it.html' title='LIFE - as i knew it'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-9164987098999762353</id><published>2011-11-09T08:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T08:05:51.428Z</updated><title type='text'>this.heart.of.mine.</title><content type='html'>Saying 'see u later' and letting go is never easy. Its heartbreaking. Always. Never fail. And this is the sacrifice I'm willing to take. Love indeed can do many splendid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss.You.Already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-9164987098999762353?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/9164987098999762353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=9164987098999762353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/9164987098999762353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/9164987098999762353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2011/11/thisheartofmine.html' title='this.heart.of.mine.'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-22755617068098836</id><published>2011-11-03T02:36:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-04T03:51:19.643Z</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296567_10150336717709003_745694002_8282302_941014015_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296567_10150336717709003_745694002_8282302_941014015_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 853px; height: 511px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296567_10150336717709003_745694002_8282302_941014015_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296567_10150336717709003_745694002_8282302_941014015_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;amir fateh, few weeks before his 2nd birthday. *kecomelan tahap pheonix terbang. hehehe..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/310455_10150400980112652_739667651_10101281_1659369139_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 960px; height: 720px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/310455_10150400980112652_739667651_10101281_1659369139_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cutie pie Aufa Rahmat. *mak long love u to bits*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/65972_1676753765819_1446734193_3766512_8225060_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/65972_1676753765819_1446734193_3766512_8225060_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ata 3rd wedding reception. yessss.... tiga kali ok bersanding. This one back in rembau. 3 pasang pengantin. MERIAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/24045_1432194125393_1249090430_1201339_5665259_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 720px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/24045_1432194125393_1249090430_1201339_5665259_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my dearest Amir Fateh, few weeks after he was born. Photo taken at 19 Scott Rd. I miss that tiny apartment that we rent. Small but cozy at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam. wohohohoooooo... its been years since this blog is updated. Somehow I just can't log in and finally dear hubby managed to do something about it. Miss this blog, miss all the memories it kept well through the years. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now its already towards the end of 2011. Time flies. Memories remain. A lot happened within this 2 years. We are back in Melaka. No more sheffield and the bone biting coldness of winter. Oh, I do miss summer though, and carboot the most. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fateh was born in October 17th 2009, just over 2 months after arwah Papa passed away. It was difficult time, full of trials and agony. But his birth bring along sunshine to what was a gloomy winter days that year. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ata is married last year in October, now the family expand with the arrival of cutie little Aufa Rahmat on the second day of Eid 2011. Apin had graduated last weekend, but still pursuing her degree. Dear hubby is now working in Miri, away from the shore, away from home, far away from me. Mama had just had an operation on her ankle right after Eid,till unable to walk. The kids (i.e. Shafiyyah and Ajmal) settle very well in their new school. Though there are times when they're begging me to go back to Netherthorpe School, but they do adapt to the new 'school environment' in Malaysia. Of course it is miles different from how schools are in UK, but this is home nevertheless. We just have to cope up. InshaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kakak is a big girl now, she eats tremendously a lot for a 10 year old. hahaha... Quite fond to asam pedas and nasik. Ajmal is a big boy too, back teeth is back in place, though front teeth is somehow going in the drain. :D Very cool boy indeed, doesn't care much about other people expactations out of him, school wise especially. Hilang buku teks pun relax je, homework almost next to nil (according to him). Exam time, dapat B's pun ok je, dapat A's pun not really that excited. hahaha... but really into reading this days (text book excluded though).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fateh is a super active 2 years old toddler. Always have something in his mind, ready to strike at any time. Ibu kadang2 adalah agak furious, but all that just make him cuter and cuddlier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, thats a hefty lot of information in one entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owhh, my anak2 angkat... all of them are now busy with their life, working all around Malaysia and singapore even to China. But once in a while, they'll get together and put a surprise for Ibu. Yes, I still received flowers bouquet for my birthday. And whenever possible, we still celebrate birthdays together. Not even once did they failed to melt my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's enough for today. Piles of work are waiting for me. Better get my hands on them. Due date is pushing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back, and InshaAllah will be back more frequently after this. Till then, have a good day everyone. May Allah bless us all with His mercy. ameen.&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/29252625-22755617068098836?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/22755617068098836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=22755617068098836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/22755617068098836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/22755617068098836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK..'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-420538530907349409</id><published>2009-12-09T09:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:11:40.253Z</updated><title type='text'>RINDU</title><content type='html'>PERNAH TAK TIBA-TIBA RASA RINDU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu nak pulang ke tanah air tershenta... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(tp belajau belom habis lagik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu nak bersantai di pantai sambil makan sotong dan ikan goreng tepung... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(tp saya masih terperangkap dlm kesejukan di negeri sejuk beku ini)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu pada arwah papa saya... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(tp arwah sudah tiada, saya tidak boleh mengada-ngada mcm dulu lagi; Al-fatihah utk arwah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu nak berkelah bawah pokok belakang masjid terapung... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(tp things would never be the same again... walaupun pokok dan masjid itu masih tetap disitu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu nak outing berdua je dgn my other half... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(tp skrg anak saya sudah berderet, nak makan kat rumah sama-sama pun payah... mcmana nak keluar dating)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu nak golek2 dengan bespren saya in the world... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(tp dia tgh sibuk disana, saya tgh pening disini; berckp kat telefon pun jarang... mcmana nak pegi shopping2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYA RINDU PADA BANYAK ORANG, SAYA RINDU PADA MACAM-MACAM BENDA... MAKA KERINDUAN INI SAYA KUMPUL DAN ADUN MENJADI KEKUATAN YANG SANGAT-SANGAT SAYA PERLUKAN. INSHAALLAH. DOAKAN SAYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;note: I may not be wealthy, but I'm blessed with so many people who love me, who stay with me thru thick and thin. For that, I'm forever thankful to the Al-Mighty.&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/29252625-420538530907349409?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/420538530907349409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=420538530907349409' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/420538530907349409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/420538530907349409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/12/rindu.html' title='RINDU'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7154634724412933104</id><published>2009-09-17T10:47:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:25:49.252+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AL-FATIHAH</title><content type='html'>AL- FATIHAH buat Allahyarham ayahanda tercinta yg telah kembali ke rahmatulllah pada 07.08.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAMAROLZAMAN BIN KARIM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.10.48 - 07.08.09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasih dan ingatan ini padamu ayahanda, takkan pernah pudar. Dengan setiap kerinduan anakanda iringi dengan kalimah-kalimah Allah, semoga roh ayahanda tenang disana. Ameen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Beberapa bulan kebelakangan dipenuhi dengan seribu satu cerita. We were house hunting for weeks, exhausting as I am heavily pregnant but still keen to make it before Ramadhan. We found a nice, tiny flat within a reasonable distance to our kid's school and to the university as well as fit in with our budget. We started packing intensively, passing our 9th anniversary on the 5th with just a brief wishes to each other... and got the shocking news on early Friday morning on the 7th. Yes, it all came one after another... pain after pain, slicing me to bits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But Alhamdulillah, with help from dear friends I managed to keep on my feet... though shakingly but still.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But this Ramadhan is beautiful than ever... peaceful as it is promised by Him. Praise to the Almighty. Syawal is just around the corner, and I have a mixed feeling about it. Thankful, happy, anxious as the baby is due in about 1 month, so glad as the kids at last got their baju raya from my bespren in the world, sad to think about how my mum will cope up with it back home.. but all in all, still looking forward to it as I already think of the menu by now.. (huhu.. so typical me...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Dikesempatan ini, I would like to wish all my muslim friends, my relatives, those who kindly drop by this humble blog of mine... a very happy Hari Raya. Eid Mubarak everybody, may we all always be under His blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;note: to those lovely 'sisters' of mine, whose been there in my time of need (you know who you are)... Thank You. For Everything. I mean it from the deepest depth of my very soul. I do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7154634724412933104?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7154634724412933104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7154634724412933104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7154634724412933104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7154634724412933104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/09/al-fatihah-buat-allahyarham-ayahanda.html' title='AL-FATIHAH'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-5252031752206445916</id><published>2009-07-27T19:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:16:30.495+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME LIKE THIS...</title><content type='html'>There are lots of things bugging in my mind rite now. Last week has been a very tiring and busy but  yet enjoyable week with our dearest anak2 angkat graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time we are still tirelessly hunting for a new house. We had actually viewed more than 5 houses/flats but to no avail. We have checked lots of renting website, go around the neighbourhood until the kids are dizzy.... saying that we are looking for a better house which Ajmal doesn't really keen on doing so we need to 'bribe' him with bobot a.k.a  sweets/candy each time we do our now routine 'house hunting' round. Fuhhhhh..... house hunting do drains you especially when you're heavily pregnant. huhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst of not finding a suitable house yet (read: to our budget mostly and the location wise), we have started packing our things and belongings, hoping and praying that we'll secure one at the nick of time... after all, my tummy is getting bigger by day.... so before I can't hardly move around, I'd better get ready with all the packings.  I could not imagine if my hubby has to do it on his own.. hohohoho... haruslah dia sumbat semua benda dalam bin bags nanti :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we sent Dibah at the bus station, taking perhaps her last journey from Sheffield back home. I was holding my tears, watching her go, its like a piece of my heart flies back home too. Tomorrow its Pai's turn, then on friday it will be Capau's. People do come and go, after all.. thats how its supposed to be. Disini hanya persinggahan mencari ilmu.... tiba masanya kita harus pulang utk mencurah khidmat dan bakti di tanahair. But still, after a few years having them around, being a big sis to them, them being big sis and bros to Shafiyyah and Ajmal, I can't help feeling a big hole in my heart. Frankly, I miss them already........ by end of this week, they will all be gone. On top of that, this weekend most of my friends and their family will be going for a summer camp held by Majlis Syura Muslimun (MSM) in Wales. Somehow, I felt lonely, like I'm left behind..... somehow I feel like crying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhhh.. Shafiyyah wanted soooo much to go to the summer camp since lots of her frens will be there including Jannah and Izzati. We had actually bought ready beds for Shafiyyah and Ajmal, in case we are going... but then we are more than a way not in the condition to go. Pity her... their summer holiday is just spent on boring house hunting session so far. Ibu is so sorry Shafiyyah, how I wish you can go and have a good time with your frens, how I wish we all can go... inshaAllah ibu will replace it with something else when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days, while I was lying in bed, lost in deep thoughts... suddenly out of the blue I heard Shafiyyah singing a carrie underwood tune of I'll stand by you.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ohh... why you look so sad&lt;br /&gt;tears are in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;come on and come to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be ashamed to cry&lt;br /&gt;let me see you through&lt;br /&gt;cause I've seen the dark side too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the night falls on you&lt;br /&gt;you don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing you confess&lt;br /&gt;could make me love u less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;won't let nobody hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: I told my self, again and again, repeatedly... this is just a small test from Allah.. hang on there, keep your prayings, dont' crack under the pressure... inshaAllah everything will turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I found myself staring at the kids sound asleep, searching for the strength that much needed.... O' Allah, please keep me on my feet and give me the strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-5252031752206445916?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/5252031752206445916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=5252031752206445916' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5252031752206445916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5252031752206445916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-like-this.html' title='TIME LIKE THIS...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1973192046135203002</id><published>2009-07-08T16:16:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:35:57.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>STORIES OF DIFFERENT OCCASION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6S2clFLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YsqO2_zXhXk/s1600-h/08072009+010.jpg"&gt;Kesahnyer baru upload gambar-gambar dari kamera. So hence the backdated story mory :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STORY OF OCCASION I : FAMILY DAY AT PANDEROSA PARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni citer latest lah kira. Baru sabtu minggu lepas. Ada Family Day kat Panderosa Park (which is close to our house). Meriah.... hadiah byk, makanan byk, family pun ramai yg datang. So all in all it was a very successful event. Thumbs up to the organizer. Saya tak byk sangat amek gambar coz, malaslah nak bergambar... gue' gumuk. Bak kata apam si photographer... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"tak muat lah kamera kak". &lt;/span&gt;&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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSq0OEQSI/AAAAAAAAAnc/4IRUeDCfVKs/s1600-h/08072009+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSq0OEQSI/AAAAAAAAAnc/4IRUeDCfVKs/s320/08072009+202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137489864343842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik dgn gaya pro sedang racing dgn scooter pink kakak punya. yesss... masa ni la nak try skill dok main racing kat komputer. kan adik kan.. kan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSrKqxL3I/AAAAAAAAAnk/-OMu-aUahf0/s1600-h/08072009+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSrKqxL3I/AAAAAAAAAnk/-OMu-aUahf0/s320/08072009+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137495890308978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni masa tgh bersiap sedia nak race... kesahnyer game ni utk 3-5 tahun jer, tp ramai la pulak yg dah besar dan takde scooter nak masuk gak... habis la kalah yg kecik2 ni haaa... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSqd616RI/AAAAAAAAAnU/UbDRMLoHAV4/s1600-h/08072009+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSqd616RI/AAAAAAAAAnU/UbDRMLoHAV4/s320/08072009+200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137483878131986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"apa tengok2? kita punya scooter laju tau... ada noss"&lt;/span&gt; hahahahaha (begitulah gamaknyer kata adik dlm hati)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSp6XIzhI/AAAAAAAAAnM/w4oX5dNnalU/s1600-h/08072009+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSp6XIzhI/AAAAAAAAAnM/w4oX5dNnalU/s320/08072009+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137474333134354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vroom.. vroom.. adik ngan hadi side by side. Siap utk berlumba walaupun dua2 dapat nombor corot...hehehe. Adik actually ada masuk lari dalam guni, tak amek la pulak gambar. Sayang betullah sbb adik melompat laju betul masa tu... kagum ibu. Group dia siap dapat 2nd place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSpp2xTbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/O9cXseoeQLI/s1600-h/08072009+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSpp2xTbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/O9cXseoeQLI/s320/08072009+191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137469902409138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yang ni pulak fashion show line up. Macam-macam pesen ada. Ultraman ada, si penjual bunga ada, princess ada, princess bride ada, spiderman ada, clon army ada... preggy mummy pun ada. serius.... anak sapa la kena paksa jd preggy tu ek. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wink-wink kat laily.....hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM7x-BB1I/AAAAAAAAAm8/LNCDI00G7lI/s1600-h/08072009+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM7x-BB1I/AAAAAAAAAm8/LNCDI00G7lI/s320/08072009+185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356131184248162130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak as a florist gal pasal tema dia patutnya "what I want to be" . Malu-malu pulak kakak.... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakul ditaja oleh auntie kina.. hihi. arigato!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM7j1gVtI/AAAAAAAAAm0/OR9LW06gdao/s1600-h/08072009+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM7j1gVtI/AAAAAAAAAm0/OR9LW06gdao/s320/08072009+177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356131180454368978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ni plak mujahadah sejati... siap bawak pedang ngan bendera FREE PALESTINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM7NR_r-I/AAAAAAAAAms/X7Ocf9xvioY/s1600-h/08072009+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM7NR_r-I/AAAAAAAAAms/X7Ocf9xvioY/s320/08072009+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356131174399848418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;owhhhh... ni champion talak juai punya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si Mujahid Sejati Tercomel Abad Ini&lt;/span&gt;. Pak Aji, kita booking pak aji buat menantu ek. (hehehe... kalau ada la lepas ni dapat baby gal plak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM6xI9HlI/AAAAAAAAAmk/YG8_uHo-wEM/s1600-h/08072009+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM6xI9HlI/AAAAAAAAAmk/YG8_uHo-wEM/s320/08072009+170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356131166845738578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shafiyyah, Jannah and Adam. All ready to strut their stuff. Jannah comel giler jadik pengantin fofular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM6UYNaSI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Qr3krPMsk-A/s1600-h/08072009+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTM6UYNaSI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Qr3krPMsk-A/s320/08072009+171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356131159125092642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Si kecik Aishah pun nak join gak. Alaaa... Aishah comel banget.. pakai apa pun tetapppppp la comel kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STORY OF OCCASION II : FAMILY FUN DAY AT NETHERTHORPE PRIMARY SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila ntah ni,lupa dah.. a few months back I reckoned. Kat skolah bebudak ni ada sort of open day for family to take part in lots of activities with the kids. Bagus jugak kan.. kalau kat Malaysia maybe susah sket nak buat kot pasal student nye ramai bebenor. We had so much fun... Ramai family datang utk take part in all of the activities. Good support from the parents. Cikgu2 kat sini pun sangat baik dan very supportive. ( I didn't say cikgu kat Msia otherwise okkkk...). Meh kita tengok la gambar2  yg sempat di snappy2 kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE1zH14CI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_AQ0NiaAyNk/s1600-h/08072009+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE1zH14CI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_AQ0NiaAyNk/s320/08072009+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356122285385572386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni sesi buat muka guna tanah liat. Patutnya ayah kena buat muka adik, vice versa.. tp sbb kalau biar kat adik haruslah muka ayah jadik alien kan, so they made up only one clay face of ayah instead. Syiokkk ooo main tanah liat ni.. hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE1llndII/AAAAAAAAAmM/9hwFxxbQFWs/s1600-h/08072009+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE1llndII/AAAAAAAAAmM/9hwFxxbQFWs/s320/08072009+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356122281752360066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni ayah tengah 'buat-buat' cam paham masa cikgu kakak tgh explain apa ntah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE1B1S94I/AAAAAAAAAmE/_vtqX96i5lk/s1600-h/08072009+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE1B1S94I/AAAAAAAAAmE/_vtqX96i5lk/s320/08072009+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356122272154449794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik kena paksa &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"mari mengenal ABC"&lt;/span&gt;. Stress je muka adik.. hahahaha. Kalau tunjuk satu2 gitu tak berapa nak kenal sgt ABC, tapiiiiiiiii...... kalau kat keyboard komputer, laju!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE0yR9vLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/HJS5RUQeB6o/s1600-h/08072009+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE0yR9vLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/HJS5RUQeB6o/s320/08072009+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356122267979726002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak and her teacher, miss stimpson were doing their "monkey see monkey do" story telling. It was hilarious... siap la dengan gaya segala. Ibu dok kat depan depa tukang gelak. keskeskes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE0fl21bI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Dfs7fvur1no/s1600-h/08072009+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTE0fl21bI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Dfs7fvur1no/s320/08072009+160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356122262962886066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haaaaa... ni la dia hasil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keras tangan &lt;/span&gt;kitaorg. Yg tgh tu kakak buat muka ibu, far right plak ibu buat muka kakak andddddddd..... yg hujung sebelah kiri tu, muka ayah. Scary kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STORY OF OCCASION III: WESTON PARK FESTIVAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saje je la, one fine weekend ada festival apa ntah kat Weston Park (pun dekat ngan rumah jugak). Kitaorg pun pegi la meramaikan keadaan sebab hari tu mmg panas baekkkk punya. Not much thing.. some live music yg takde la best mana pun, antics car show and few other things yg buat budak2 excited mcm kuda pusing2 tu (lahhh.. lupa la pulak namanya), kereta pusing, aiskrim...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAHG9nTKI/AAAAAAAAAls/hmP7Qb8mdss/s1600-h/08072009+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAHG9nTKI/AAAAAAAAAls/hmP7Qb8mdss/s320/08072009+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356117085211020450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak amek gambar pakai dress ala2 zaman dolu2 la kot. Yg makcik sebelah tu bukan queen elizabeth yer..hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAGnf6fQI/AAAAAAAAAlk/dZ1ui58Rero/s1600-h/08072009+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAGnf6fQI/AAAAAAAAAlk/dZ1ui58Rero/s320/08072009+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356117076764949762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;makcik dan pakcik yg dressing up dalam panas sambil main lawn bowling (rasanya laa..) Kalau gua dah gatal2 dah badan dlm panas dok main dengan baju tebal meleret2 tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAGZ9gU4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/UES9OwI6x9s/s1600-h/08072009+146.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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAGZ9gU4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/UES9OwI6x9s/s320/08072009+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356117073130967938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak n adik with pudsey bear (charity bear for children hospital). NI lagi la, sure dah masak kat dalam costume tu dek kepanasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STORY OF OCCASION IV: ROMBONGAN CIK KIAH KE YORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAF4QxG8I/AAAAAAAAAlU/G8x-nKqLtCk/s1600-h/08072009+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAF4QxG8I/AAAAAAAAAlU/G8x-nKqLtCk/s320/08072009+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356117064084954050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ni masa dah last b4 balik, naik boat cruise.. ok la. tp masa tu baru lepas hujan so agak sejuk sikit.  (sikit ker?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAFcN2UhI/AAAAAAAAAlM/hfKCGBZXejc/s1600-h/08072009+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTAFcN2UhI/AAAAAAAAAlM/hfKCGBZXejc/s320/08072009+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356117056556519954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiga, errrrrr.... mak dara pingitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9pb4AtkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YWOjVJelU9U/s1600-h/08072009+075.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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9pb4AtkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YWOjVJelU9U/s320/08072009+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356114376405333570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the foot of tower apa tak ingat nama dia tempat org dolu2 berlindung dari musuh mereka. I like the scenery.. cantekk mcm lukisan. Very bold and beautiful gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9o4G6yOI/AAAAAAAAAk8/U-Gja-wvgZ0/s1600-h/08072009+073.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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9o4G6yOI/AAAAAAAAAk8/U-Gja-wvgZ0/s320/08072009+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356114366804183266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 kids and a granny. Sila perhatikan yg depan skali tu.. ecehhh... gaya tak buleh belah... mcm gambar atok dulu2 daaaa.... ( tinggal lagi atok masa tu rambut afro la tapinya....kuang3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9oQkICtI/AAAAAAAAAk0/aQnUYdkNIq8/s1600-h/08072009+072.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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9oQkICtI/AAAAAAAAAk0/aQnUYdkNIq8/s320/08072009+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356114356189268690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A family with one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'strike a pose'&lt;/span&gt; daughter and one&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'lepaskan sayaaaaa' &lt;/span&gt;son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9oCEDQQI/AAAAAAAAAks/VjJlfvGKJD4/s1600-h/08072009+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9oCEDQQI/AAAAAAAAAks/VjJlfvGKJD4/s320/08072009+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356114352296640770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 'coolest' boy in Yorkshire... musti nak cool je apa2.. tak cool takmo. (cool tu apa Dik?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9nlX_N2I/AAAAAAAAAkk/5bU3j92hxB4/s1600-h/08072009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS9nlX_N2I/AAAAAAAAAkk/5bU3j92hxB4/s320/08072009+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356114344595634018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The scenery from the open top double decker bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6UeGAPvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/S2SZdqNGqlk/s1600-h/08072009+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6UeGAPvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/S2SZdqNGqlk/s320/08072009+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356110717688758002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mari bersantai mcm dekat belakang rumah sendiri kinda style. Masa ni dah penat, stop isi minyak dengan bekalan yg dibawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6T0Z1bEI/AAAAAAAAAkU/YknQsKvFoFU/s1600-h/08072009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6T0Z1bEI/AAAAAAAAAkU/YknQsKvFoFU/s320/08072009+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356110706497645634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merpati dua sejoli... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6TWhysKI/AAAAAAAAAkM/g-sl5KZ87rY/s1600-h/08072009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6TWhysKI/AAAAAAAAAkM/g-sl5KZ87rY/s320/08072009+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356110698477957282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another scenery.. breathtakingly beautiful. Cuaca yg baik hari tu was really a bonus. Kalu dah gloomy je takde la cantek mana pun kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6S2clFLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YsqO2_zXhXk/s1600-h/08072009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6S2clFLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YsqO2_zXhXk/s320/08072009+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356110689866159282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlS6S2clFLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YsqO2_zXhXk/s1600-h/08072009+010.jpg"&gt;ini la dia rombongan cik kiah ke York kali ini. NI masa baru sampai, lom naik bus tour tu lagik. Baru je sudah breakfast nasik lemak kat carpark. Dah org melayu kan.... nasik lemak takleh tinggal, camane pun angkut. Kang makan sandwich je haruslah perut kenyang tapi mulut tak puas... hahahahaha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok... tu saje. Panjangnyer entry bergambar kali nih. Sampai sakit plak belakang saya ni rasanya, tapi begitu gigih sekali nampaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note: Dalam begitu banyak kekhilafan dan kesilapan diri, masih lagi rahmat Allah pada kita melimpah ruah. Pernahkah kita benar-benar mensyukuri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;" Maka nikmat tuhanmu yang manakah yang kamu dustakan?" (Ar-Rahman: 13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: InshaAllah, mari kita sama-sama perbaiki diri, menjiwai peranan.... Apa kata kita mula dengan amalan membaca Al-Mathurat atau kerapkan bangun di sepertiga malam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/29252625-1973192046135203002?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1973192046135203002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1973192046135203002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1973192046135203002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1973192046135203002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/07/stories-of-different-occasion.html' title='STORIES OF DIFFERENT OCCASION'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SlTSq0OEQSI/AAAAAAAAAnc/4IRUeDCfVKs/s72-c/08072009+202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-9160979834108214208</id><published>2009-06-30T22:26:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:00:36.559+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalau kau menjadi aku..</title><content type='html'>Its almost half past 10 and everybody else is fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of things running thru my clouded mind right now. Wish I could just whizz off and be at home. No, where i am at right now is not a home, perhaps a house but definitely not home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm heavily pregnant and all excited about the new bundle of joy, but yet still... why do I feel like crying at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than often nowadays, I keep on thinking about this path that I've chosen. Is it really for me? am I doing the right thing? is this what i want to do for many.. many years to come? Dreadfully, the answer is always a big NO. But then again, on the other hand... lets just finish what we've started. I'm so 'sort-of-can-see-my-self' do some other things,things that i love... but it has to wait. InshaAllah the time will come when I don't have to pretend to be smart anymore and can just be plain me instead. Maybe all these top of the range kind of thinking is for you, but obviously not for me. Seriously, I'm tired but God's willing, I will put out whatever the last ounces left of strength in me and fight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody at least try to understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;kalau kau menjadi aku, aku yakin kau mengerti...&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/29252625-9160979834108214208?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/9160979834108214208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=9160979834108214208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/9160979834108214208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/9160979834108214208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/06/kalau-kau-menjadi-aku.html' title='Kalau kau menjadi aku..'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3721252585955035521</id><published>2009-06-21T23:56:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:50:50.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Bapa dan Hari Suami</title><content type='html'>Malam ni abangnde takde sebab kena keja shift malam. Rasa sunyi dan rindu la pulak kan.. hehehe, ngengada. Owhhh... tapi hari ni sangatlah berasa begitu best sekali sebab dapat makan nasik minyak ngan laksa penang. Yesss, another food craving satisfied. :D Tenkiu to Linda for the treat. Siap tapau bawak balik rumah, walaupun sudah makan berpinggan2 dan bermangkuk2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun sudah terlepas tarikhnya, tapi saya nak jugak ucap&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SELAMAT HARI BAPA&lt;/span&gt; utk ayahande yg amat disayangi. Walaupun saya sendiri sudah nak kertu, tapi I'm always a daddy's gal dan kadang2 agak terlebih manja juga. Walaupun saya ada adik pompuan yg 15 tahun lebih muda dari saya, tapi saya tetap anak manja ayah sebab adik pompuan saya itu boroi. hahahaha... tiada kaitan sebenarnya. Saya doakan ayahanda serta bonda saya dikurniakan umur yg panjang serta kesihatan yg baik supaya mereka boleh beramal ibadat sebanyak-banyaknya. Saya mungkin tak pandai nak mengolah bahasa seperti org lain sebab BM saya mmg tunggang langgang dari dulu pun (ooo.. ini tidak bermakna BI saya power okkk), tp in my own small way, I do love them BIG time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utk abangde juga, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI BAPA&lt;/span&gt;. Tima kasih atas kasih sayang (+ duit, + duit, + duit.... hehehe.. gile mata duitan. Sila salahkan course yg saya ceburi sekian lama) yg tidak pernah surut malah bertambah2 walaupun dalam keadaan preggy sekarang rupaku kekadang boleh menjadi seperti nenek kebayan. Terima kasih kerana menjadi seorg suami yg baik dan seorg ayah yg penyayang. I love u for the man u were, for the man u are and inshaAllah for the man u will be. I lap u. hihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada gambar yg nak di tepekkan disini sebenarnya. Kesah anak bertuah dua org tu buat teddy dan barney busuk jadi pet. Bukan sebarang pet ok, siap ikat leher barney ngan tali yoyo, pastu dengar adik cakap, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"come on puppy.... come on"&lt;/span&gt; sambil menyeret barneynyer atas carpet seluruh rumah. Apalah daya si Barney tu, kalu boleh bersuara haruslah sudah meraung dan lari dari rumah. hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gambar tu lom upload, ada dlm hp abangnde, tgklah esok, bila dia dah balik keja, dah titon seround, saya mintak dia uploadkan pasal saya adalah buta IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE: Gambar penderaan keatas Barney dan seekor beruang putih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sj9R7kyz00I/AAAAAAAAAj0/k6gMyjs2FLA/s1600-h/IMAGE_281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sj9R7kyz00I/AAAAAAAAAj0/k6gMyjs2FLA/s320/IMAGE_281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350084966270358338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yoyo tu dapat as a door gift from Iman's birthday (anak bujang Jan), masa nak yoyo tu tadi bukan main lagi mcm terer sangat main yoyo, but sadly it end up on barney's and  teddy's neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sj9R8J35pOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bGna6RZvx3E/s1600-h/IMAGE_282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sj9R8J35pOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bGna6RZvx3E/s320/IMAGE_282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350084976223823074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dua beradik dengan bangganya memperagakan pet masing-masing. Kakak at least takde la dia ikat bantal busuk dia kan, tp si adik.... apa2 pun Barney la jugak yg kena. Amek buat gentel pun barney, buat belasah org lain pun barney, buat cium ngan gomoi2 pun barney, kena ikat leher jadi puppy pun barney jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;note: sumer org ckp perut saya besar (mmg la besarkan sebab preggy), tp mcm saiznyer tak rupa org preggy 5 bulan lebih. Ramai yg  ingat saya dah preggy ala2 7-8 bulan gitu. huhuhu.. abih tu camno? Dah porut acik mmg bosar, takkan acik nak kono diet lak kan?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Acik ingat lopeh ni acik makan buah2an ngan ulam2an yo lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;note2: Saya cakap kat abangnde, " org laen sumer beruang yang, kita je koala bear" huhuhuhu..... (for whatever that means)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-3721252585955035521?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3721252585955035521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3721252585955035521' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3721252585955035521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3721252585955035521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/06/selamat-hari-bapa-dan-hari-suami.html' title='Selamat Hari Bapa dan Hari Suami'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sj9R7kyz00I/AAAAAAAAAj0/k6gMyjs2FLA/s72-c/IMAGE_281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8373078113498888722</id><published>2009-06-18T19:44:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:04:08.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>JALAN2 KE JESSOP WING</title><content type='html'>Hari ni pergi lagik Jessop Wing Hospital. Takde check up apa pun sebenarnya, tp minggu lepas masa buat scanning dorang ukur-ukur tulang baby tp sebab baby was lying on his back maka tak dapek la nurse tu nak ukur spine cord dia. Minggu ni kira rescan utk ukur spine cord baby sajos. Macam biasa, kami pun berbondong2 le pegi masuk bilik scan... sekali bila scan tengok2 baby masih on his back. Sukalah dia... melentang gitu mcm omaknyer. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse tu pun suruh la saya pusing kiri, pusing kanan, melentang segala, still baby tak nak gerak. Pastu nurse tu kan dengan tak sayang mulutnya cakap " its a stubborn baby". wahhh... terasa ingin ku cili je mulut dia tau. Pandai je kata anak ibu yer. Tapi sbb ni dah minggu ketiga berturut2 dtg scan, takkan lah nak rescan lagi minggu depan. Cam takde keja lain la pulak asek nak scan jer. So, nurse tu pun suruh le saya jalan2 dulu barang 1/2 jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pun gih le cafeteria dia yg bosan tu makan2 sandwich, then jalan2 kat koridor spital sambil usap2 perut cakap soh baby pusing. Ayah lagi lah, siap suggest " kita naik lif sampai tingkat atas sekali nak?" lorrr... dah le ibu tak suka naik lif, lagi mau main2 lif plak dia. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi after 1/2 hour, masuk balik bilik scan.... jeng..jeng..jeng... baik je baby dah pusing 180 degree, so his back was clearly seen. See..see,, anak ibu baik tau, ibu gosok2 dia + kasik makan sandwich soh dia pusing, dia pusing apa. Nurse yg memula tu jer mulut tidak berinsuran. Maka mission accomplished. Lepas tu terus je balik rumah pasal ibu dah rasa cam pening2 lalat la pulak. Mungkin terlebih makan sandwich tuna kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu lah saje citer pegi scan perut selama tiga minggu berturut2. Apapun, selonot gak dapat tgk baby gerak2, tgk jantung dia dupdapdupdap, tgk muka dia nampak la hidung mulut segala... tak sabar la pulak tunggu baby lahir. Baju dah beli dah sikit, barang lain lom lagik. Eh, bukan uwan ngan atok nak sponsor pram ke? (keskeskes.. tidak salah mencuba maaaaaaa)&lt;br /&gt;Semoga semuanya selamat dan dipermudahkan olehNya. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Note: Nape la ek, semenjak dua menjak ni (adakah hormon ku?) saya kemain sensitip lagi. Abih sumer benda nak sensitip.... mujurlah abangnde memahami (ke terpaksa buat2 paham bang? hihi). Tp yg tak best nyer, kalu emo ngan abangnde je takpe lah... ni ngan org lain pun kekadang nak emo gak. Mcm la org perasan pun kita emo ke apa kan... pastu layan perasaan sorang2. huhuhuhu... harap2nyer its just the hormone in me, bukan sebab saya adalah kesakitan kejiwaan ke apa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8373078113498888722?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8373078113498888722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8373078113498888722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8373078113498888722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8373078113498888722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/06/jalan2-ke-jessop-wing.html' title='JALAN2 KE JESSOP WING'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-5618820926802349142</id><published>2009-06-11T19:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:39:01.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>whats the story in Balamory?</title><content type='html'>Hari ni saya pegi hospital Jessop Wing utk 20 weeks scan. Minggu lepas dah tau dah baby adalah boy, minggu ni akak nurse tu tunjuk t*t*t baby. Ermm.. kompem lah anak bujang lagi sorang, inshaAllah. Adik adalah tersangat excited, tp kakak mula2 cam tak puas hati pasal dia nak baby gal. Abis tu camno? kakak kasik idea utk swap baby ngan kawan saya yg bakal dapat baby gal hatrik.... huhuhuhu.. tak dapek la kakak, lain kali lah kot2 ada rezeki dapat baby gal pulak ek? (eh, bukan planning nak stop sampai 3 je ke? uhuk..uhuk...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************end of story mory 1***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu ni jugak planningnya nak buat bbq usrah secara agak besar2an. yess.... sate ayam, sate daging, sate perut, lamb, ayam, seafood dan macam2 mak nenek makanan lagi dah dirancang as menu. Tapiiiiiiiiiiiikan, minggu ni asek hujan lebat je, adakah harapan? Harap2 dipermudahkan olehNya. Kami semua berdoa agar cuaca baik utk berbbq. Saya incharge sukaneka, dah prepare baikkkk punya. Tak sabar dah nak makan2 secara massive. (tak baik la sebenarnya kalau makan sampai ketat perut) ooowwhhh.... sebab tu kita perlukan acara sukaneka, supaya ada tempoh bertenang. hehehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************end of story mory 2 ****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan ni, kebanyakan anak2 angkat saya yg agak ramai itu dah habis exam final year mereka. By the end of next month mereka akan convo,lepas tu semua akan pulang ke tanahair terchenta. Ramai yg dah pun ada kerjaya yg menunggu... ada yg jadik pencuci kapal terbang (eh? bukan pencuci ke capau? habis tu apa ek? hahahaha), ada yg bakal jd cikgi, ada yg bakal jd engineer, ada yg bakal jd boss terus kat company ayah dia (abbad, kak nita bukan kata psl ko tau.. hehehe). Dalam hati mmg la gumbira dorang sumer dah berjaya, tp sedih pun ada... lepas ni sapa nak tolong aku masak2 lagi bila korang dah takde? sapa yg nak tolong kemas2, vakum rumah aku lepas buat jamuan raya?sapa yg nak tolong amekkan bebudak ni kat sekolah kalau dorang ada aktiviti sampai lewat petang? sapa nak tolong jaga anak aku secara percuma? sapa? sapa? huhuhuhu.... hiba la pulak kan. Tak tau lah bila dah balik Malaysia nanti, bila masing2 dah jadi org besau2, ingat lagi tak dorang kat kami ni. Harap2nyer jgnlah lupa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************end of story mory 3 *************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya kan nak cakap terima kasih yg amat sangat pada mak ayah saya pasal dorang kasik saya bantuan menggunakan talian hayat. Saya adalah amat terharu dengan pengorbanan mereka. Saya mahu mereka tahu saya sangat2 sayang mereka. Saya juga mahu beritahu bonda saya, jangan lupa bonda kena datang sini lepas raya nanti utk sambut kedatangan cucu baru ye... hehehe.. bertuah punya anak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************* end of story mory 4 ********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni tetiba saya dengan ntah macamana boleh bercerita perihal sesuatu yg menyenakkan kepala saya pada seorang sahabat. Saya yang amat sangat terharu sebab dia tanpa diminta telah meng'offer'kan dirinya utk membantu. Saya kata nanti dulu, kalau saya benar2 perlukannya saya akan beritahu. Tapi sekurang2nya saya tahu,dalam dunia dimana manusia berlumba2 mengejar kebendaan utk diri sendiri, masih ada lagi yg meletakkan org lain dihadapan... seperti pengorbanan kaum Ansar terhadap kaum Muhajirin. Saya juga bersyukur pada Allah, walau begitu menggunung kekhilafan diri, Dia masih sayangkan saya. Dia gerakkan hati sahabat saya utk bertanya... sekurang2nya ia buat saya rasa sedikit lega. Alhamdulillah. (kenapa saya masih juga tetap selalunya alpa? kadang2 saya rasa macam nak marah dengan diri saya sendiri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************* end of story mory 5**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak bujang saya, Alif Ajmal selalu tanya soalan pelik2 @ tak relevan. COntohnya, tgh orang lain sumer dok diam2 dalam keta, tiba2 dia boleh tanya, "ayah, are u a fish?" lorrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penah jugak dia tgh poopoo, tiba2 dia jerit2 panggil saya. Ingatkan dah sudah berurusan, tp dia tiba2 plak cakap, "the cereal is 49p you know... its 49p." eh? apakah kaitannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ataupun tiba2 je dia bingkas bangun dari tido dan bagitau,"when I sleep just now, I had a dream you know". Bila ditanya mimpi pasal apa, dia cakap "cbeebies". Ntah betul ntah tidak adik mimpi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ni ada lagi satu.. yg terbaru punya masa balik dari BBQ ptg tadi (ohh..btw, alhamdulillah... the weather was super nice today and we had lots of fun). Masa masuk je dalam keta, tiba2 adik bersuara..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "ayah, I know how to say Good Morning in FRENCH"&lt;/span&gt;. Ayah pun tanya la balik,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; " ye ke? how?"&lt;/span&gt; Lepas tu adik ngan konfidennya jawap &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" SELAMAT PAGI" &lt;/span&gt; hahahahahaha... amek ko, french katanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************end of story mory 6**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh..penat dah saya story mory. lain kali saya story mory lagiiiiiiiiiiiii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-5618820926802349142?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/5618820926802349142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=5618820926802349142' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5618820926802349142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5618820926802349142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-story-in-balamory.html' title='whats the story in Balamory?'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-366356517419617349</id><published>2009-05-27T11:13:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:51:19.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita sempena layout baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sh0Stv2hbVI/AAAAAAAAAjs/d2F_VGUM2w8/s1600-h/IMAGE_231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sh0Stv2hbVI/AAAAAAAAAjs/d2F_VGUM2w8/s320/IMAGE_231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340445310279839058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak baru bangun titon. Wiken ni kakak dah nak kena pindah kat top bunk sebab nak kasik adik tido kat katil bawah. Ini semua persediaan utk menerima 'adik' terbaru. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;mula2 adik offer diri nak tido katil atas, tp cam tak caya jer, takut melingkup ke bawah tgh2 malam. lagipun adik selalu bangun malam and self servis naik atas katil ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sh0SiMbxEdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/3g-jvP7YVHs/s1600-h/IMAGE_229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sh0SiMbxEdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/3g-jvP7YVHs/s320/IMAGE_229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340445111793816018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ini adik (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yg tak lama lg akan jadi abg ajmal&lt;/span&gt;). Bangun pagi dia terus mengadap komputer sambil mimik dan setia ditemani oleh barney busuknya. sila lihat betapa khusuknya barney tgk masterji main bobinogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entri ni sengaja dibuat sempena layout baru blog anitakema nih. Penukaran layout nih abangde yg buat (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tp saya yg pilih sendiri&lt;/span&gt;) sebab saya mmg lembab tahap cipan kalu bab2 cenggini.&lt;br /&gt;Ada byk benda nak citer, citer sedih, citer suka, citer biasa2.. citer rasa nak marah pun ada, tp takmo lah citer yg tak best. Nanti kalu tensen2, boleh depress plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh jap, comel kan layout baru blog saya... adalah begitu anita sekali. Comel dan ceria. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok..ok.. tak comel sgt pasal dah tua, tp tetap ceria kannnn... wpun kekadang menangis didalam hati..&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning sickness saya dah ok skrg, at least takde la melepek je. Jadinya rumah saya pun dah tak berapa tongkang pecah sgt dah. keadaan semakin terkawal nampaknya. Tapi belum lagi kembali seperti sediakala, esp tang bab kain baju yg mmglah sentiasa melambak2 kan. Ditambah pulak ngan anak teruna saya tu asek je nak tukar seluar baju tanpa sebab. sikit2 cakap dia tak cool, pastu senyap2 pi tukaq baju. Ntah cemana yg cool pun ibu tak tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si anak dara plak, terlebih kreatif. Dia mmg suka amat gunting2 kertas, buat mcm2 projek craft. Tapi yg hanginnya segala sampah sarap tinggal je bergolek atas lantai. Aduhai.. tak bagi kang, menyekat kreativiti plak, dibiarkan boleh buntang bijik mata ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owhh.. tiba2 hilang idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ahad lepas adalah sangat best. Cuaca panas cam kat Msia ok.. pagi2 kitaorg pegi carboot jap. siap jam tu b4 masuk entrance carboot tu. Ada la beli baju baby sikit2 pasal tak tau lagi baby boy ke gal. Minggu depan baru nak pegi scan. Bali dari carboot singgah morrison sat beli ikan mackerel beberapa ekor. Sampai rumah terus je operasi "Nyah Baju". hahaha.. banyak giler dowh baju tak basuh. Jadi kami laki bini sibuk la menyidai baju2 yg terbelangkai sampai tengahari. Cadangnye lepas jemur baju nak bakar ikan, tapi... keletihan la pulak. Terus je bentang carpet kat luar dan tidor dibawah cahaya matahari. Ala2 sub bathing gitu... haha. Tapi yg bebenornya siap pasang apa ke nama payung besor tu sebab tak tahan la panas sangat.. (ahh.. mengadanya bunyi..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun tido pakat makan buah melikai. Tak potong, main korek2 pakai sudu jer.. fuhhh, heaven tau.  Dah puas tido, makan buah, sidai kain, kemas rumah sket... dah petang dalam kol 6 baru la kitaorg start bakar ikan. Yang fabulus nya, siap ada budu cap keterehhhhhhhhhhh. Ya Allah, mmg sedap banget sih makan budu. (budu adalah ihsan dari zana and sob). Perghhh, tak Msia lagi ke tu.. bersila kat luar rumah makan nasik ngan ikan bakar cicah budu. Tinggal lagi mmg bukan kat Msia la..huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, tu jer la nak cerita. Nak siap2 gi school plak ni. Lambat dah ni. Salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;note: Cik Kuna, aku sgt rindu dekat awak. Tahukah awak aku amat tersiksa adanya hidup diperantauan ini? Tahukah awak... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-366356517419617349?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/366356517419617349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=366356517419617349' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/366356517419617349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/366356517419617349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/05/cerita-sempena-layout-baru.html' title='Cerita sempena layout baru'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sh0Stv2hbVI/AAAAAAAAAjs/d2F_VGUM2w8/s72-c/IMAGE_231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-656122355947065827</id><published>2009-04-09T09:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:53:47.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan perginya sebutir mutiara...</title><content type='html'>Masa sekolah dulu, saya agak nakal. Waktu tu  di MRSM Kerteh. Al-maklum saje, kecik2 lagi sudah masuk sekolah berasrama. Masa hari pertama pendaftaran kawan2 yg lain sedih hati melihat mak ayah masing2 pulang, tp saya bukan main excited lagi tak sabar2 nak suruh mak ayah pulang awal. Lagipun beberapa org roomate saya masa tu adalah kawan2 semasa sekolah rendah. (terus terasa otai..hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warden masa tu ada dua orang, cikgu Maziah dan juga arwah ustazah Anisah. Dua2 memang warden yg sangat tegas. Kalau katil tak tegang mcm kulit kena botox, masuk bilik warden. Kalau tertinggal pen tepi katil pun masuk bilik warden, kalau kena kantoi tak pegi prep haruslah kena masuk mengadap, kalau locker tak kemas tersusun ala2 straight mcm pembaris pun kena jugak. Owhh.. kalaulah anda semua berpeluang tengok locker saya masa belajar dulu, haruslah anda semua kagum. hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kesalahan yang paling common sekali ialah 'ter'miss sembahyang subuh di surau.  Kalau waktu maghrib dan isyak biasanya takde masalah, tang subuh je yg selalu liat sikit.  Arwah ustazah kami, senang saje method nya. Dia akan tampal notis dekat depan lif (ye, kitaorg dulu asrama pakai lif ok) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sesiapa yg tak pergi sembahyang berjemaah subuh di surau, sila datang ke bilik warden lepas prep malam ini"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Takde senarai nama, takde sebarang indication yg dia tau siapa yg bersalah. Tapi tengoklah sebelah malamnya nanti, pastilah bilik warden penuh sesak. Sampai sekarang kadang2 saya masih terpikir, apa yg membuatkan kami menyerah diri begitu mudah? kalau tak pegi, bukan ada sapa tau pun. Dan kalau pegi, semua maklum akan hukuman yg akan diterima. Tapi kami tetap menyerah diri, dengan cerianya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah satu hari, agaknya masa tu arwah ustazah dah geram sgt dengan kami yg selalu ponteng jemaah subuh. Maka hari itu, hukumannya lain dari  biasa. Kami kena jalan itik, atas tar, bawah terik matahari di bulan puasa. Ramai yang sampai menangis-nangis masa tu. Tapi masih juga, bila notis yg sama keluar lagi di lain hari, kami tetap berbondong2 pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah sekali, saya tertinggal cermin mata di lobby dekat dalam pigeon hole tempat surat. Dalam hati, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" alah, takkan la ada sapa2 perasan cermin mata tu kat situ"&lt;/span&gt;. owhh, meleset. Bila balik kelas, cermin mata sudah tiada disitu. Saya pun terus saja naik ke bilik warden dan jangkaanku benar belaka. Cermin mata saya sudah disita. Dan untuk mendapatkannya semula, saya kena duduk 'steng' 10 kali. Tau duduk 'steng' tu mcm mana? mcm nak ketuk ketampi half way. Kena stay mcm tu. Dan ye, there's a catch. Satu round tu makan masa 3-5 minit. Nak tau sakit ke tidak, cuba la duduk steng tu dalam 5 minit, saya kena 10 kali. Untuk cermin mata saya yg besar gedabak tak cun langsung tu, saya kena bertahan sampai 30 minit. By the time saya selesai, kaki saya dah menggeletar rasa mcm nak merangkak je balik bilik. Memang sakit, tapi saya tak pernah serik. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dek kerana kenakalan saya, seminggu 3-4 kali jugaklah saya kena masuk mengadap. Selalunya utk kesalahan persendirian, arwah ustazah akan cubit dekat lengan. Pernah satu ketika, sebelah lengan saya dah ada 3 tanda lebam. Ingatkan terlepas lah dari cubitan, tapi sekali arwah ustazah cakap, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Dah, bak sini lengan yg satu lagi"&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahaha... mimpilah nak terlepas kan.&lt;br /&gt;Mcm tu lah sampai form 3, sebab masa form 4 dah pindah MRSM KT pulak. And all those years,  tak pernah terlintas dihati utk berdendam apalagi membenci. Budak2 sekarang, pantang ditegur guru, mereka pula yang naik sepak terajang. Dalam diam,  saya sebenarnya bersyukur pada Allah. Ketegasan mereka itulah yang banyak membentuk saya, dari sekecil hal seperti mengemas katil dan locker, sehinggalah ke bab agama. Kadang2 saya terfikir, kalau saya tak melalui semua tu, bagaimanakah saya sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang kami semua sudah besar panjang, cerita semasa kecil sudah jauh dan lama ditinggalkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa tahun yang lepas, arwah ustazah disahkan menghidap kanser payudara. Bila kami dapat tahu, ramai bekas anak2 murid arwah pergi melawat di hospital. Saya hanya mendengar kabar dari mereka, melihat gambar yg dititipkan. Mereka beritahu arwah begitu gembira dan terharu kerana bekas anak2 muridnya begitu ramai yg datang melawat. Arwah begitu berterima kasih atas ingatan mereka. Tapi balas kawan2 saya,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "kamilah yg patut berterima kasih pada ustazah, jasa ustazah pada kami tak mungkin mampu kami membalasnya"&lt;/span&gt;. Arwah meninggal 2-3 bulan kemudian. Pergi sudah seorang guru yang kami kasihi, tapi jasa arwah akan kami kenang selagi hayat dikandung badan. Al-Fatihah buat Ustazah Anisah Awang.  Doa saya, roh arwah ditempatkan bersama orang-orang yg beriman. Ameen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-656122355947065827?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/656122355947065827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=656122355947065827' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/656122355947065827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/656122355947065827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/04/dan-perginya-sebutir-mutiara.html' title='Dan perginya sebutir mutiara...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-2508722014907490891</id><published>2009-04-04T09:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:03:08.349+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IBU DAN ANAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hX6flpUweIQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hX6flpUweIQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(got this from another blog, it was hilarious... kelakau sehhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and again, my lil' boy keep on saying this...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" can we have the baby now ibu? please.. I want the baby nowwwww.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduhai, ibu nih loya pun lom habis lagik. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Its now time yet adik"&lt;/span&gt;. Ibu cuba explain, tp ada adik kesah? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hampir tiap2 hari dia tanya. Kadang2 soalannyer tu dia piuh2 sikit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Do you have a baby in your tummy ibu?"&lt;/span&gt;, adik tanya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"yes, I do"&lt;/span&gt;, jawab ibu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I don't have a baby in my tummy"&lt;/span&gt;, kata adik lagi. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"no, you don't"&lt;/span&gt;, balas ibu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Can I have the baby in your tummy now?"&lt;/span&gt; lahhh.. ke situ pulak adik ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak berdua tu mmg excited betol nak dapat adik. Kakak is always sensible as usual. Ada satu malam tu ibu kena heartburn, ayah plak takde kat rumah sbb kerja. Masa ibu dah guling2 kesakitan, kakak was so calm, letak minyak kat belakang ibu pastu gosok2. Then she get the phone and call ayah with the calmness that definitely not from me. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll be the adult in the house when the baby is here"&lt;/span&gt; kata kakak. ecehhh, kemain lagi anak dara ibu nih. Tapi kakak mmg boleh diharap walaupun kekadang dia boleh jadi garang mcm singa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owhh,  spring is here. More sunshine, less cold and lots of colorful flowers. I likeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi kengkawan semua.. marilah berbbq! Saya teringin nak mamam sate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: semalam teringin nak makan char kuey teow. Dah buat utk lunch merangkap dinner merangkap b/fast utk pagi nih. Sekarang teringin nak makan Nasik Berlauk pulak. Owhh.. indahnya kalau berada ni Tengganu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suka tau.. berangan nak makan itu ini sampai masuk dalam mimpi.  Aisehhhh...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-2508722014907490891?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/2508722014907490891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=2508722014907490891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2508722014907490891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2508722014907490891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/04/ibu-dan-anak.html' title='IBU DAN ANAK'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-4347619524516007077</id><published>2009-03-10T23:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:07:54.419Z</updated><title type='text'>CERITA CERITIT......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb77pcMqWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0cho0p3cciQ/s1600-h/salji+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb77pcMqWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0cho0p3cciQ/s320/salji+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709812685056354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sebelum pegi sekolah, tengok2 salji dah agak banyak kat luar. Bukan selalu kat sheffield ni turun salji tebal.. selalu tu sampai ke tanah dah cair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb73yuJx9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/Ec30stUJcmc/s1600-h/salji+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb73yuJx9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/Ec30stUJcmc/s320/salji+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709746456807378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tgk ayah buat apa kat adik.. dia baling adik ngan snow ball pasal adik easy target. sian baby ibu kan... biasa dia ayah ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb70BL93lI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7ZA_dn7hZIM/s1600-h/salji+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb70BL93lI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7ZA_dn7hZIM/s320/salji+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709681620475474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gambar seperti remaja2 di frenster. kuang3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb7uObvl9I/AAAAAAAAAjE/XLB2J5nhjf8/s1600-h/salji+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb7uObvl9I/AAAAAAAAAjE/XLB2J5nhjf8/s320/salji+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709582097094610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our house backgraden view. Dalam gambar nampak cantik kan... yg sebenarnyer takde la cantek mana pun...  tambah dengan sejuk beku... huhuhu.. sakit lutut acik ni haaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb7pd4Os_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/DlGv_JtSIqQ/s1600-h/salji+3.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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb7pd4Os_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/DlGv_JtSIqQ/s320/salji+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709500343759858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tersangatlah perasan macho walaupun nan ado.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb7lJC9XqI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CC_J7CoID7o/s1600-h/salji+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb7lJC9XqI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CC_J7CoID7o/s320/salji+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709426032139938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik with his angelic smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb7gciiv7I/AAAAAAAAAis/SzfkUE1AsNg/s1600-h/salji+1.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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb7gciiv7I/AAAAAAAAAis/SzfkUE1AsNg/s320/salji+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709345365540786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ibu wif kakak.. pose dalam snow yg tgh turun... tersangatlah terasa obersea kan... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------end of snow pics---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SbbzYr5XAnI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Q6UjeHgcVfg/s1600-h/gambar+nasheed+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SbbzYr5XAnI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Q6UjeHgcVfg/s320/gambar+nasheed+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311700415955796594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ni masa mula2 sampai kat auditorium di university of leeds. omak2 sumer tengah bz breakfast kot masa ni. anak2 buat aktiviti berlari2an sesedap rasa sebelum ditenangkan dengan crisps sorang satu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SbbzSMDOXLI/AAAAAAAAAiM/4uuZOESNsHI/s1600-h/gambar+nasheed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SbbzSMDOXLI/AAAAAAAAAiM/4uuZOESNsHI/s320/gambar+nasheed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311700304328023218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lagu first, palestina tercinta.. towards the end of the song, anak2 masuk bawak bendera palestine. Terus je dapat tepukan gemuruh.. terus je omaknyer pulak yang terasa artis gitu.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SbbzegBwY5I/AAAAAAAAAic/0iwEMIKmzLY/s1600-h/gambar+nasheed+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SbbzegBwY5I/AAAAAAAAAic/0iwEMIKmzLY/s320/gambar+nasheed+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311700515849003922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;b4 our second song, theres a dialogue bet. shafiyyah and me... shafiyyah punya la steady, ibunya maintain nerbes la kan.. tak nerbes kang, tak ibu la pulak... masa ni adik masih dalam barisan, afterwards masa kakak tgh nyanyi, dia pegi kat tepi kakak buat2 muka blur dan terus dgn selamba badaknya bergerak keluar pentas dan duduk kat kerusi... apa laa adik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SbbzlB7QzcI/AAAAAAAAAik/UsOOTDnozJA/s1600-h/gambar+nasheed+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SbbzlB7QzcI/AAAAAAAAAik/UsOOTDnozJA/s320/gambar+nasheed+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311700628027788738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shafiyyah dengan gaya tersendiri. That pink anak tudung was specially bought for this event ok... tudung pink tu ibu punya la. yes! girl power! Everyone thought our performance was sweet, hence the 'best performance award'.. hehehehe... I'm pretty sure most of the votes came bcoz of the kids, plus we're the only postgrad group in the competition. suara memang la ala2 jer pun.. tapi semangat yg penting. Dan yang lebih penting, sambil menyanyi, sambil menyampaikan mesej yg baik ke arah membentuk individu islam yg mantap... inshaAllah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------------------------end of nasheed pics----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there it is.. part of our many activities here. I owe this post to my parents. Mama and papa, sorilah gambar seciput je, ni pun cilok dari facebook member (credit to Jan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibuk jugak sekarang ni.. study pun tgh bz jugak, dengan ada alat yg on loan pastu dah kena jual nyer.. adussss! terpaksa la berkejaran dan berebutan bersama yg lain utk perabih test sample2 yg ada. Ditambah pulak dengan keadaan sekarang yg asek loya jer.. opppppssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on top of it all, life is good.. Alhamdulillah. Sometimes tight, sometimes under pressure, sometimes depressing... but all in all its still much better compared to those who are less fortunate.  All the obstacle makes me 'a stronger and with more perseverence' me. Yang penting SABAR. InshaAllah, Allah plans is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dekat sini ramai jugak antara kami yg diuji dengan dugaan dari segi kesihatan, kematian dan sebagainya. But of course along with that, there are bundles of joy too.. ramai woooo yg dapat baby semenjak tahun lepas, berderet-deret tak putus lagik nih... hujung tahun ni pun dah ada sorang booking, inshaAllah. opppppppsssssss lagiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;Cuma kita ni sebagai hambaNya, bila ditimpa musibah atau diberi ujian, janganlah cepat melatah, pastu tgk kiri kanan mencari org lain utk dipersalahkan. Apatah lagi kalau sehingga boleh membawa fitnah kepada org yg tak bersalah...huhuhu.. tak betul tu. Kita cermin2 diri kita dulu lah. Apa salah aku? dimana kurangnya iman aku? kalau ada benda yg orang lain buat tak betul sekalipun, kita atasilah dengan berhemah... nak berdakwah dan berbuat baik pun kena ada akhlaknya. Tak boleh main hentam keromo saje... tak gitu?&lt;br /&gt;InshaAllah kalau hati kita ikhlas, tentulah Allah akan permudahkan. Dalam kita nak memberi teguran, jangan sampai mengaibkan orang. Perhalusilah... kenalilah... wallahualam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owhhhh.. ada je lagi benda nak tulih sebenarnya, tapi seriussss sudah tersangat sleepy head. But at least I do make another post with pics to quench all the 'rindu dendam' atok and uwan. This weekend ada sheffield games, our usrah group is going to open a stall with mouth watering authenthic delicacies... most originated from pantai timur: nasi dagang, nasi kerabu, laksam, rojak buah, cendol pulut and lots of kuih muih. But mama dearie, don't panic ok, coz' I will only be the tukang tunjuk2 je sebab tgh meloya skrg nih.. hehehe walaupun still in charge of nasi dagang as usual.. tp kali ni ada ramai assistants. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeylah, before I slump on this keyboard and doze off, better go now. Katil sudah memanggil.. daa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-4347619524516007077?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/4347619524516007077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=4347619524516007077' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/4347619524516007077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/4347619524516007077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/03/cerita-ceritit.html' title='CERITA CERITIT......'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Sbb77pcMqWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0cho0p3cciQ/s72-c/salji+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7672791941706590977</id><published>2009-01-29T14:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:11:22.650Z</updated><title type='text'>COOKING WITH LOVE</title><content type='html'>Lama dah tak buat entry bergambar. Ye lahh... semenjak ada facebook nih, dah naik malas la pulak nak upload gmbr kat blog. Lagipun gmbr2 semua simpan kat dalam laptop yg most of the time di conquer oleh kanak2 yg sangat gemar main games.&lt;br /&gt;So today, its an entry full with pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE DAY PONTENG SEKOLAH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few days without proper meal since mummy is sooooo busy (malas masak sebenarnya, sejuk nak masuk dapur...), I prepared lunch, spesel punya. (kira spesel la kan, dari makan burger). Here it goes, the chronology of a lunch cooked with love..... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHCqKwvNNI/AAAAAAAAAiE/6alGZ2Aamvc/s1600-h/IMG_1264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHCqKwvNNI/AAAAAAAAAiE/6alGZ2Aamvc/s320/IMG_1264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296728666463483090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muka org baru bangun tido selepas bekerja shift malam dari pukul 4 petang sampai pukul 6 pagi. Bersedia utk makan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHCUHts8_I/AAAAAAAAAh8/LfO944YmSVY/s1600-h/IMG_1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHCUHts8_I/AAAAAAAAAh8/LfO944YmSVY/s320/IMG_1267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296728287688324082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nasi putih beras basmathi jenama kyber yg  baru dibeli dari anak angkat yg jadi ejen beras. Harganya murah dari pasaran local, 10kg harganya 13.50pound. (Roy... promo nih...)&lt;br /&gt;pastikan nasi yg dihidang tak berketul-ketul (ikut petua Sas..) dan boleh nampak gambar daun kat tepi2 tu psl kalau tak nampak gambar daun dia jadi kurang sedap. hahaha..kaitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHB5rX-L1I/AAAAAAAAAh0/nU-McijJHJE/s1600-h/IMG_1263.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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHB5rX-L1I/AAAAAAAAAh0/nU-McijJHJE/s320/IMG_1263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296727833404387154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;susun atur juadah yg disediakan. Belon tu background tambahan yg memang dah ada kat atas meja. Biasa mcm2 pun ada, kekadang keretapi pun boleh ada atas meja jugak. Bunga tu pulak was bought for a dear friend who was admitted to the hospital, tp terpaksa bawak balik sebab undeng-undeng baru kat spital tu ckp tak boleh bwk bunga la pulak.. dowhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHBc8l_MZI/AAAAAAAAAhs/04BdlcdA5QA/s1600-h/IMG_1262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHBc8l_MZI/AAAAAAAAAhs/04BdlcdA5QA/s320/IMG_1262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296727339810369938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ikan sea bass panggang dengan sambal kicap. yess... dah nama org melayu, kicap mmg tak leh tinggal. Kalu habis stok kicap kat sini, boleh kecoh jadinya. Begitulah, kicap dan melayu.. mmg tak boleh dipisahkan. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHA9kxeOKI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CuV5AZ_Bre4/s1600-h/IMG_1261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHA9kxeOKI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CuV5AZ_Bre4/s320/IMG_1261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296726800840145058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni ayam masak ala pakistan. Tak belajar ngan pakistan pun, tgk resepi kat internet jer. Boleh tahan gak sedapnya serta sangat senang nak dimasak. cepat dan sedap... just a right combination for a busy mummy like me... ecehhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHAdBqqBjI/AAAAAAAAAhc/r4h8zvDW15Y/s1600-h/IMG_1270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHAdBqqBjI/AAAAAAAAAhc/r4h8zvDW15Y/s320/IMG_1270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296726241660503602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after 15 minutes and a sea bass later.... selesai semua. licin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG_vcNcOxI/AAAAAAAAAhU/C_ha9w2bg6c/s1600-h/IMG_1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG_vcNcOxI/AAAAAAAAAhU/C_ha9w2bg6c/s320/IMG_1273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296725458511739666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finishing touch; kopi spesel (bak kata suamiku le psl dia yg buat) with cream and toffee sauce. yummy... berkesan utk menambah lemak yg mmg dah sedia ada byk dan degil ni haaa... takpe, minum dulu, kemudian boleh menyesal. hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE WEEKEND SEVERAL WEEKS AGO.......&lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG-Rr49gJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/eSwYlehgL5E/s1600-h/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG-Rr49gJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/eSwYlehgL5E/s320/IMG_1135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296723847813103762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pepagi bangun tido kakak bawak turun buku art attack dan mintak nak buat playdough..&lt;br /&gt;owh..oh.. this could spell disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG93UTxJEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/jKakUZGC-FA/s1600-h/IMG_1134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG93UTxJEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/jKakUZGC-FA/s320/IMG_1134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296723394806490178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yess.... mari menyepahkan dapur ibu di pagi hari minggu sambil ibu buat breakfast. keluarkan tepung, garam, food coloring, besen, cookie mould dan sebagainya. Gunakan alas supaya lantai tak kena penyek dengan playdough dan ibu bertukar jadi singa. hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG9e8WZYyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HEtO9LxLh9o/s1600-h/IMG_1133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG9e8WZYyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HEtO9LxLh9o/s320/IMG_1133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296722976058204962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik pun nak tunjuk skill jugak. Tu berapa kali pesan supaya tak lenyek dough tu atas lantai dan tak mixed up the dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG9IE-dKAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/PejaafGKJ3c/s1600-h/IMG_1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYG9IE-dKAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/PejaafGKJ3c/s320/IMG_1132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296722583236716546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;akhirnya jadik jugak la shape yg dibuat setelah berapa kali kena alter ramuan dough pasal lembik sangat. Redai ibu punya tepung...&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/29252625-7672791941706590977?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7672791941706590977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7672791941706590977' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7672791941706590977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7672791941706590977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/01/lama-dah-tak-buat-entry-bergambar.html' title='COOKING WITH LOVE'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SYHCqKwvNNI/AAAAAAAAAiE/6alGZ2Aamvc/s72-c/IMG_1264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1468459699056811421</id><published>2009-01-26T22:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:22:57.854Z</updated><title type='text'>ZIONIS ITU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ZIONIS YANG  SANGAT JAHAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scene 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kakak, I'm going to  terminate  SKY services soon. There'll be no more disney channel and nick junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kakak: &lt;/span&gt;why? I want to watch nick jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt; Bcoz the owner of SKY give money to bad  people to kill muslim children in Palestine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kakak:&lt;/span&gt; ahhhhhh( reluctantly) , ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scene 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kakak:&lt;/span&gt; ibu, can we go to Starbuck and have coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; ohh.. starbuck pun tak boleh pegi jugak dah. They also give money to that bad people who kill palestine children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kakak:&lt;/span&gt;  Starbuck too? what is wrong with those people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;yeah.. I  know.  There are lots of wrong things goin' now in this world. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(no more frapuccino..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In between, I showed her those images of Palestinians children brutally murdered in the massacre.   She seemed moved and understand why we start doing what we do now. After all, we should've done it long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scene  3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kakak:&lt;/span&gt; I feel like eating Maggi, but I can't for 'that' reason. Its a pity, I like maggi very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; I think I still have one pack of maggi in the kitchen. If its still there, you can have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kakak:&lt;/span&gt; So it will be the last one ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; Yes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I checked, lucky for her there is one more left in store.  Cooked it, and she happily finished and enjoyed it. Pity my gal, she do LOVES maggi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At least she do understand. Its important to make our kids understand, so that they'll know.. somewhere, anywhere... just because we share the same faith, we ARE brothers and sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;note: we try to do what we can. At least we're more alert of what we buy nowadays. I've read a report saying that it does make  an impact. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-1468459699056811421?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1468459699056811421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1468459699056811421' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1468459699056811421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1468459699056811421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/01/zionis-itu.html' title='ZIONIS ITU...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7860125588540195986</id><published>2009-01-03T10:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:24:59.453Z</updated><title type='text'>here comes 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5bjdNsc_cr8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5bjdNsc_cr8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pahit getir hidup dan pengorbanan&lt;br /&gt;terpaksa dihadapi demi kejayaan&lt;br /&gt;terdidik sejak mula tabah berusaha&lt;br /&gt;tanpa cuba melangkah tak kemana&lt;br /&gt;dimana kau berada pencapaian tak tiba dengan mudah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan tahun 2008 yg ditinggalkan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2009  now, full of hopes and dreams. I'm looking forward at 2009 with mixed feeling. There's a lot of things juggling in my mind but I'm positive everything is going to turn out fine. InshaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many unnecessarily moves and wrong turns I've made  thru' out 2008, but gosh! I learned a lot too. So this year, I'm listing my priority of what I have to do and hopefully it'll keep  me on the right path and get me through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being tangled and twisted along this road full of obstacles, I finally get my mind clear of my inner self needs. I don't want to be like her, and I don't want to be like him and I don't ever want to be like them. I realized I just want to be me and what's important is not what you get but what you give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, better start to shoot and make less dribble. This year, I want to be a better me in each and every way, to each and everyone possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it goes...my new year resolution. It may not seem big to you, but its huge to me. No, I was wrong... its not even huge, its humongous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;1. better me should include a 'slimmer' me. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;2. Thank you Allah  for all the oppportunity and blessing. Thank you mama and papa for all your love and support. Thank you abang for standing by me and always believe in me. Thank you shafiyyah and ajmal coz no matter what, both of you always say I'm the best mum in the world.  Thank you to all those lovely people that I call friends. Thank you to my family and thank you to everyone who accepts me as part of their family. Thank you everybody who've touched my heart and my life so far. Thank you from the deepest depth of my very soul. Please keep on loving and supporting and believing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;3. I pray that 2009 will bring the best out of us. InshaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;4. owh! one more thing... In my modest calculation, I don't think I'll be able to finish my study this year. So please do me a favor by not asking whether I'm almost there, at least not until end of this year. Thank you. ( ok..ok.. some of you might wonder what the heck is this girl doing, still not finishing after 3 years. But I myself is bleeding inside just by typing this 4th note. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7860125588540195986?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7860125588540195986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7860125588540195986' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7860125588540195986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7860125588540195986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-comes-2009.html' title='here comes 2009!'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-5861994999410654834</id><published>2008-12-01T22:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:06:13.913Z</updated><title type='text'>BILA POKOK  SUDAH TIDAK ADA DAUN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Musim sejuk datang lagi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye, musim sejuk beku sudah datang lagi.  Katanya sana sini sudah ada snow.. nampaknya bumi sheffield ni belum lagi. Tapi sejuknya sudah sampai ke tulang. Saya sudah siap beli winter coat yg ala-ala abominable snowman.  Memang la tak hip dan stylo... tapi dari sakit  habis tulang temulang saya ni , gasak la tak stylo pun. Lemak banyak pun tak jalan kalu sejuk cenggini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah la sejuk sampai rasa kebas jari jemari, cik abang pulak kerja shift malam. Tiap-tiap hari pulak tu. 5 hari seminggu, 6 petang sampai 6 pagi. Tinggal la saya dgn anak-anak mengharungi malam yg  panjang. Betul... panjang ok malam sekarang. Belum pukul 6 petang sudah masuk waktu ishak. By the time pukul 9 malam sudah rasa mcm pukul 2 pagi. Tapi cik abang saya lagi kesian, kena keja sedangkan saya masih boleh layan sejuk dengan bergulung dalam duvet. Takpe bang, berusaha! hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali mengharungi sejuk keding-ding ni  (istilah ni saya reka sendiri, maknanya boleh berubah sesedap hati), saya mesti berharap dan berdoa.."Ya Allah; mintak2lah summer tahun depan menjadi, ameen"&lt;br /&gt;Cuma tinggal lagi kena tabah hati  la nak tunggu summer, makan setengah tahun jugak tu. Harap dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki, ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm..begitulah. Org nak datang sambung belajar kat UK, awak nak jugek. Masa lom sampai hari tu bukan main menggelitik tak sabor nak datang. Ate orang lain boleh tahan sejuk , awak menggelitik lagi sakit lutut, sakit urat. Bebudak ni jer  yg macam tak tau sejuk. Entah macamana boleh jadik  kebal sangat tak tau le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi apapun, tak sabar gak tunggu kot2 snow . Ye lah.. barulah  senang hati saya nak bergolek2 dlm snow  pasal dah ada coat baru saya tu. Tgk forecast kata lusa diramalkan heavy snow. Kena la pakai coat tebal saya tu tiap2 hari gitu, kang terlepas pulak kalau tiba2 snow masa saya kat school. Takkan nak berlari balik ambik pulak kan.. tak logik la pulak. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;ermm.. nak kuarkan siap2 lah... hahahahahaha. Gilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;nota:&lt;br /&gt;kepada adinder saya yang saya sayangi walaupun  dia suka bertekak ngan saya pasal kadang2 dia takmo dengar cakap , &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cik Atika Wafin&lt;/span&gt;; SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN KE-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga apa yg terbaik saja utk kamu wahai dinder, in this life and hereafter.Kekander mu ini, memanglah kadang2 cengir tetapi sentiasa mengharapkan yg terbaik utk adik2nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, utk &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;en. Muhaimin&lt;/span&gt;; SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN KE-21&lt;/span&gt; walaupun dh terlambat beberapa hari. Utk en. muhaimin pun  kami doakan yg terbaik juga, in this life and hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;ehh.. tersama pulak wishes. Takpelah, sekalilah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-5861994999410654834?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/5861994999410654834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=5861994999410654834' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5861994999410654834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5861994999410654834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/12/musim-sejuk-datang-lagi.html' title='BILA POKOK  SUDAH TIDAK ADA DAUN...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8005352311388831925</id><published>2008-11-21T18:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:13:04.160Z</updated><title type='text'>ANTARA YG PERGI DAN YG DITINGGALKAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;PERIHAL SEMALAM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dalam entry yg lepas saya ada bercerita mengenai adik fahmi yg dimasukkan ke hospital kerana dijangkiti meningitis. Ramai yg berdoa supaya adik fahmi sihat seperti sediakala, akan tetapi Allah lebih menyayanginya. Allahyarham adik fahmi telah meninggal dunia pada petang hari rabu dalam usianya 3 bulan. Allahyarham adik fahmi telah selamat dikebumikan kira-kira pukul 3.30 petang hari khamis. InshaAllah, dapat kita sedekahkan Al-Fatihah kepada allahyarham. AL-FATIHAH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAN HARI INI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ni pula, kedua ibu bapa saya telah berangkat pulang ke tanahair. Masa dekat airport tadi mmglah sedih, but not until we got back home that everything start sinking in. Sedih ada, sayu pun ada... dah 3 bulan mereka disini, I already get used to come back home with the sounds of adik 'pong pang' fighting with his atok and uwan calling kakak every evening for mengaji time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now its back to the four of us in this sejuk beku world. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Semoga perjalanan kedua ibu bapa saya sentiasa dibawah lindunganNya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really need to drag myself to work as hard as I possibly could now... I really need to try and fall in love with this phd thing... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*sigh..again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or maybe pretending to be madly in love would do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray to Allah for the strength... please Allah, show us the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;note: in search of equilibria, making mistakes are inevitable. To my surprise, after 3 years.. I think somehow I will miss this place one day. All the torns and sweet petals of journey of life, and how it makes me a better me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8005352311388831925?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8005352311388831925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8005352311388831925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8005352311388831925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8005352311388831925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/11/antara-yg-pergi-dan-yg-ditinggalkan.html' title='ANTARA YG PERGI DAN YG DITINGGALKAN'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-6774071690476402621</id><published>2008-11-17T15:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:07:53.298Z</updated><title type='text'>ANTARA REZEKI DAN DUGAAN</title><content type='html'>ANTARA REZEKI DAN DUGAAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari yg lepas, ada satu family yg baru sahaja sampai ke bumi sheffield ini telah ditimpa dengan dugaan yg amat berat. Anak pasangan ini yg baru nak masuk usia 3 bulan  telah dimasukkan ke ICU kerana dijangkiti meningitis. Bacteria yg menyebabkan penyakit berikut telah menyerang bahagian otak adik fahmi. Buat masa ini keadaan masih kritikal dan doktor sedang mencuba utk mencari jalan bagi merawat penyakit adik fahmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkini, adik fahmi akan menjalani ujian MRI setelah ujian2 lain seperti CAT scan gagal membantu para doktor dalam usaha memulihkan adik fahmi. Besar harapan kedua ibu bapa adik fahmi supaya kita dapat membantu mendoakan agar adik fahmi dapat sembuh dan sihat seperti sediakala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka, saya dengan rasa rendah hati ingin meminta jasa baik sahabat2 semua supaya dapat bersama-sama mendoakan kesihatan adik fahmi pulih secepat mungkin. InshaAllah dapat kita doakan agar kedua ibu bapanya juga tabah menghadapi saat2 yg getir ini. Doakan yg terbaik utk mereka. Doakan yg terbaik utk kami semua disini yg jauh di perantauan. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nota: Melihat keadaan adik fahmi sebentar tadi, luluh hati ini. Tak terbayangkan gelisah hati ibunya.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-6774071690476402621?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/6774071690476402621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=6774071690476402621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6774071690476402621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6774071690476402621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/11/antara-rezeki-dan-dugaan.html' title='ANTARA REZEKI DAN DUGAAN'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7888810313467210658</id><published>2008-10-27T15:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:51:29.124Z</updated><title type='text'>A LESSON LEARNT</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah always give us a way when we are in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all I have is doubt and insecurities, along came some help in a way I would've never imagine.. from someone I don't even knew. Praise to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, after 2 months of not having any guts to go to the gym, I manage to pull myself for some 'fat burning most needed' exercise (yeah.. fat and cholestrole out of a month eid celebration). Since the kids are on their half term holiday, I was able to sneaked out at 7.30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at the gym, theres a gym instructor whom I've met before but never had any conversation with apart from showing me how to use the running mill machine.&lt;br /&gt;But this morning, as I was strutting my stuff on one of the equipment, he asked me whether I'm a student and where I come from.. and the conversation goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came out that he is from somalia, have been here for 13 yrs with his family. He told me of how proud he is when he knows that I'm a muslim, studying in the university and has all the good opportunities ahead of me to contribute to my people and my country. He said that being from a war torn country, he doesn't have that kind of privilege. He keep on mentioning that good knowledge and wisdom is our dignity and nobody can take it away from us.  Gosh... I've been looking all over for something to boost up my self-esteem. Never it comes across my mind that God is giving it to me through a man from the upperthorpe gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How selfish I've been all this while. Self-esteem is what I'm looking for, self-esteem is what I got head on. Sometimes we are taking for granted of what we have, we forgot to thank Allah and keep on complaining instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O' Allah, forgive me for being so ungrateful. Give me the strength to face all the obstacles and may I live and die as a better muslim. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;note: I'm utterly wordless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7888810313467210658?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7888810313467210658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7888810313467210658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7888810313467210658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7888810313467210658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/10/lesson-learnt.html' title='A LESSON LEARNT'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-2910653079739909067</id><published>2008-10-24T23:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:16:40.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CATS IN THE CRADLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST SOMETHING FOR OUR FREAKIN' BUSY MIND AND SOUL TO PONDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT DOES WORTH AN OCEAN DEEP THOUGHTS,  IF U KNOW WHAT I MEAN....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(I kinda like the 'ugly kid joe' version of the song, but I guess this one would be more appropriate.... notty notty me :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lj70y6Sp_to&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lj70y6Sp_to&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;My child arrived just the other day&lt;br /&gt;He came to the world in the usual way&lt;br /&gt;But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay&lt;br /&gt;He learned to walk while I was away&lt;br /&gt;And he was talking before I knew it and as he grew&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I'm gonna be like you, Dad,&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm gonna be like you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;Little boy blue and the man in the moon&lt;br /&gt;When you comin home, dad, I don't know when,&lt;br /&gt;But we'll get together then, Son,&lt;br /&gt;You know we'll have a good time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son turned ten just the other day&lt;br /&gt;He said "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on lets play&lt;br /&gt;can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot to do" He said "Thats okay"&lt;br /&gt;And then he walked away but his smile never dimmed&lt;br /&gt;And said "I'm gonna be like him, yeah&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm going to be like him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;Little boy blue and the man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;When you comin home, dad, I dont know when,&lt;br /&gt;But we'll get together then, Son,&lt;br /&gt;You know we'll have a good time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well he came from college just the other day&lt;br /&gt;So much like a man I just had to say,&lt;br /&gt;"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head, and he said with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys&lt;br /&gt;See you later, can I have them please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;Little boy blue and the man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;When you comin home, Son, I dont know when,&lt;br /&gt;But we'll get together then, Dad,&lt;br /&gt;You know we'll have a good time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've long since retired, my son's moved away&lt;br /&gt;I called him up just the other day........&lt;br /&gt;I said "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"&lt;br /&gt;He said "I'd love to Dad, if I could find the time.&lt;br /&gt;You see my new jobs a hassle, and the kids have the flu.&lt;br /&gt;But It's sure nice talking to you, Dad,&lt;br /&gt;It's been sure nice talking to you........"&lt;br /&gt;And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me&lt;br /&gt;He'd grown up just like me,&lt;br /&gt;My boy was just like me..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;Little boy blue and the man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;When you comin home, Son, I dont know when,&lt;br /&gt;But we'll get together then, Dad&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna have a good time then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;note: What does success means to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-2910653079739909067?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/2910653079739909067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=2910653079739909067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2910653079739909067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2910653079739909067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/10/cats-in-cradle.html' title='CATS IN THE CRADLE'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-6994977097156563585</id><published>2008-10-20T19:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:03:17.744+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LUAHAN HATI AKU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My everdearest Cik Kuna sorang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita jumpa byk org dan kita kenal ramai kawan...&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahukah awak, org yg boleh dipanggil sahabat sudah hampir pupus zaman sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita ada ramai kenalan dan handai taulan...&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahukah awak, ada kawan yg suka dan mungkin hobinya makan kawan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita jumpa byk org dan kita kenal ramai kawan...&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahukah awak, bila sudah senang dan punya banyak uwang ramai kawan jadi lawan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita ada ramai kenalan dan handai taulan...&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahukah awak, tidak ramai yg mahu bersama dalam susah dan dalam senang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita jumpa byk org dan kita kenal ramai kawan...&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahukah awak, kita kena lebih berhati-hati bila ingin mempercayai seseorang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita ada ramai kenalan dan handai taulan...&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahukah awak, ada yg gelak bergolek2 bila kawannya jatuh terlentang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita jumpa byk org dan kita kenal ramai kawan...&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahukah awak, sesetengah org lari lintang pukang bila kawan minta bantuan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita ada ramai kenalan dan handai taulan...&lt;br /&gt; tapi tahukah awak, ramai org cuma berkawan bila mereka boleh dipergunakan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidup kita ni, kita jumpa byk org dan kita kenal ramai kawan...&lt;br /&gt;tapi tahukah awak, biar beribu batu aku berjalan, biar berjuta ramainya kenalan, awak tetaplah puteri pucuk kelompangku sorang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;note: if ever by any means, should a glimpse and glint of being 'somebody' would make me not  me to you, I would rather  be a 'nobody' for the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/29252625-6994977097156563585?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/6994977097156563585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=6994977097156563585' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6994977097156563585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6994977097156563585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/10/luahan-hati-aku.html' title='LUAHAN HATI AKU'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7001727510996131775</id><published>2008-10-15T15:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T05:21:16.214+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak Melayu Hilang di Dunia.. (kata hang tuah le kan)</title><content type='html'>Dah sumer org tgh sebok citer pasal SRK dapat datuk, nak la jugak tumpang semangkuk kan... bukan apa, sebab dia dapat Datuk dari Melaka, tempat kite bekerja maka kira2nye ada la kena tempias. hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian jugak tengok artis2 Malaysia, ramai tu yg tak puas hati. ye la, kalau kita jadi deme pun kita rasa cuak. Apa cer kan tetiba Shah Rukh Khan la pulak...? Tapi sot kabar hari ni ada tulis sorang ahli politik kot, dia kata ate bior ler dah Melaka nak kasik SRK Datuk. Nnt boleh promote pelancongan kat Melaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduhai, sian org Melaka kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi betul jugak, apa nak heran. Dkt Melaka bersepah apa Datuk2 nih. Tak caye cuba dtg tgk kat tmpt keja kite. Sana anak Datuk, sini anak sedara Datuk, situ menantu Datuk, sinun anak menakan sebelah mak Datuk, sinin ada lagi bau2 belacan ngan Datuk. Jadi, tidak le benda yg memeranjatkan sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagipun, semua tu benda atas dunia jer pun. Esok2 bila kita meninggal dunia, bukan boleh bawak pun title. Yang kita nak bawak doa2 anak2 kita, amalan kita... makanya tak mengapalah kalau di dunia ni kita unrecognized, tak ngape, percayalah... InshaAllah ada lagi imbuhan yang lebih besar yang kita kena kejar. Yang itu kalu tak dapat baru kita patut nangis meraung melalak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma tinggal lagi, dah namanyer pun manusia kan, kekadang mmg la sedih kalu merasa diri tak dihargai. Tapi kita berserahlah padaNya, kerana janji Allah itu pasti dan seadil-adilnya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam kita pendidik ni ha... jangan la pulak ada yg bekerja semata2 sebab nak cepat dapat Prof. Madya atau Prof. penuh...  pulun buat research sana sini supaya nampak hebat.  Cuba  lah kita ikut resmi padi, makin tunduk bila makin menjadi.  Kite bukan apa.. kite pesan untuk diri kite jugak, esok2  jgn sampai lupa diri. mintaklah dijauhkan...... ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nota: with great power comes great responsibility, tak gitu encik labah2? ha lu pikirlah sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nota lagi: kadang2 aku heran, kenapa sesetengah manusia terlalu suka mencipta komplikasi dalam kehidupan mereka? akan ternampak seperti hebatkah? sungguh aku konpius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nota lagi dan lagi: kesemua diatas adalah merujuk kepada tajuk kita iaitu SRK dapat Datuk dari Melaka sebab ianya kesah pelik tapi benar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7001727510996131775?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7001727510996131775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7001727510996131775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7001727510996131775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7001727510996131775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/10/tak-melayu-hilang-di-dunia-kata-hang.html' title='Tak Melayu Hilang di Dunia.. (kata hang tuah le kan)'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7797600846630067193</id><published>2008-10-08T09:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:27:40.085+01:00</updated><title type='text'>KESAH MACAM -MACAM SYAWAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARI AHAD LEPAS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat open house. Selepas proses menyedia dan memasak selama lebih 12 jam dengan kerahan tenaga 2 warga emas (hehehe.. ampun bonda, ampun ayahanda) 2 dewasa dan 2, ermmm... separa dewasa (ada ker gitu?)   maka lengkaplah menu kami. macam-macam ada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinggal lagi aku pulak yg sakit senggugut hari tu, ditambah dgn penat dan x cukup  tido... makanya belum pukul 6 petang aku sudah surrender. Mmg dah tak boleh bangun, habis sejuk satu badan. Abangnde kata tetamu sampai kol 11 lebih, tak putus2. MERIAH!&lt;br /&gt;Cuma aku nak mintak maap pada semua yg datang masa aku dah 'pengsan' tu sbb tak dpt layan kome semua. Terima kasih kerana sudi dtg ke rumah terbuka kami seadanya. Yang mana kurang, haraplah dimaafi yaa... Mujurlah ada ayahanda bonda serta anak2 angkatku itu... Kalau tak haruslah abangnde pun boleh pengsan juga. hehehehe.... TERIMA KASIH SEMUA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;p/s: kalut sangat punya psl, langsung x sempat nak snap gmbr..huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;SEMALAM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegi pulak ikut adik punya lawatan sekolah ke Whirlow Hall Farm. Cuaca  pulak x begiu mengujakan, hujan jer sepanjang  hari. Dkt situ dapatlah tgk mcm2 binatang... termasuk la baalifbaya. Loya tekak den... yg si adik excited je tgk piglets byk2, ada hati nak pegang lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Yg aku mmg perasan sgt, kandang binatang itu jer yg busuk yang amat, binatang lain ok2 je pun, tu pun deme org putih ni pulun makan dagingnye. Apa punya taste daaaaa... out sangat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all,  the trip was amazing and pretty tiring. ngeh3. Omak nyer pun balik boleh tertido jap. Adik lagilah... balik terus mandi, pastu dia tido dari kol 6 ptg sampai pagi. hihihi...  penat bebenor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;p/s: dah bawak kamera, bateri lak habis lupa charge. Haishhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;PAGI TADI..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas 2 hari menanti penur debar (ecehhh..aku pulak berdebar),  maka pukul 4.19 pg waktu tempatan td,  cik maisarah dah selamat dapat adik baby boy. Muhammad Salehuddin namanya. Yeayyy... kak shasha  (nama glamer cik mai :D) dapat adik!&lt;br /&gt;Best jugak  tgk org dapat baby nih... hehehe.  Ajmal kata nak pegi beli baby satu kat kedai... ngeh3.  *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;p/s: sementelah tgh ingat ni, baik aku pegi charge bateri kamera dulu..  hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7797600846630067193?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7797600846630067193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7797600846630067193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7797600846630067193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7797600846630067193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/10/kesah-macam-macam-syawal.html' title='KESAH MACAM -MACAM SYAWAL'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3750228877326506268</id><published>2008-09-22T13:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:24:47.897+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAN SYAWAL YG BAKAL TIBA..</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aduhaiii.. lama btol tak update blog nih, cuma dapat kongsi sikit maklumat about sembahyang terawih on my last entry. Kalau berkelapangan, jemputlah dan sudi2kanlah menjenguk blog ini : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;halaqah-kita.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disitu ada juga saya dan sahabat2 cuba memberikan maklumat2 yg baik utk kita kongsi bersama. Kira macam promosi raya jugaklah ni, tinggal lagi bukan lah promosi jualan murah aidilfitri...hihihi.. tapi promosi membaca sambil menambah ilmu serta saling ingat-mengingati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errmmm... cerita pasal hari raya yg tinggal lagi seminggu je nih, tadi lepas lipat kain yg boleh tahan jugak banyaknya kat rumah tu.. kita try baju raya. yesss... tahun ni baju raya ditempah khas oleh bonda dan diterbangkan oleh emirates ke bumi sejuk beku nih. Tapi selai je la kan, tak macam si kakak yg dapat 3 pasang baju raya dari atok dan uwannya. huhuhu.. tak aci.. tak aci..&lt;br /&gt;Dah le baju raya dia glamer pasal uwannya dah jahitkan embroidery ngan manik2. Kalu macam gini, nampak gaya ibu nak kena carik baju raya lagi satu ni.  hehehehe... (mencari alasan utk shopping2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tu la kan, baju raya sebok me'nerai' berulang kali. Ni ramadhan dah nak habis,  byk mana dah amal ibadat  kita buat? terawih pun selalu je sampai tersengguk pasal bukak posa makan banyak. hahahaha.. konon nak kurus dibulan puasa, ye la sangat! makin berlemak ada la. Tambah plak  bonda asek masak yg sedap2.. alahai,  tak terdaya nak melawan nafsu makan. Masa belum berbuka, bukan main berazam nak makan sikit je, masuk je waktu... makan takde  toleh kiri kanan. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh.. sebelum buat-buat lupa, dinder nak ucapkan tenkiu yg teramat sangat kepada kekander ku atas hadiah bday yg dah dibeli lebih awal jumaat lepas dan siap boleh pilih sendiri sambil diberi consultation yg 'terbaik from ladang' dari bonda tershinter. Errr... lepas ni nak request baju raya pulak boleh ker? Nanti org picit kepala kalu abang pening. keskeskes... cubaan menggaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah2.. tak boleh tulis byk2, nanti cepat lapar ( hahahaha... kaitannya)&lt;br /&gt;Apapun, dikesempatan ini... sempena bulan syawal yg bakal menjelma tak lama lagi, saya nak mengucapkan EID MUBARAK kepada semua yg singgah di blog saya yg tak seberapa ni. Kalau ada salah dan silap, terkasar bahasa dimana2, mintalah dimaafkan. Bagi yg berada dibumi sejuk beku ni, jemputlah datang beraya ke rumah,kita bina dan erat2kan tali silaturrahim. InshaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;note:&lt;br /&gt;1. Blom tau lagi apa menu raya nih... dah 2 tahun berturut2 masak nasik Dagang, rasanya tahun ni kita tukar menu la pulak kan. Menu apa? hehehehe... yg tu hingga ke saat ini biarlah rahsia. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;2. kepada dinder2ku yg terbiar di tanahair, pandai2 la korang bawak diri yer. Korang balik la rembau kalu nak makan lemang ngan rendang. Dengar kabarnyer ada org nak pegi beraya ke port dickson..ehem..ehem&lt;br /&gt;3. kepada en. atalamat, mama kata kalu ko ada cita2 nak bertunang hujung tahun ni ker, awal tahun depan ker, jgn malu2 kasi tau..hahahaha.. kitaorg nak belikan hadiah hantaran kat sini. Tapi kalu nak kawin, tunggu la amar balik, jgn cuba2 nak kawin tanpa kehadiran kekander mu ini. :P&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/29252625-3750228877326506268?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3750228877326506268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3750228877326506268' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3750228877326506268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3750228877326506268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/09/dan-syawal-yg-bakal-tiba.html' title='DAN SYAWAL YG BAKAL TIBA..'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8118911537616527557</id><published>2008-08-28T11:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:41:07.302+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMADHAN MUBARAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;InshaAllah, Ramadhan akan datang lagi... semuga kita dipanjangkan umur dan diberikan kesihatan yg baik utk beribadah kepada Allah, lebih2 lagi di bulan Ramadhan yg mulia ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share some info on SOLAT TARAWIH. Source from www.jais.gov.my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;InshaAllah semuga membantu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PENGERTIAN SOLAT TARAWIH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;TARAWIH ertinya beristirehat. Ia dikerjakan selepas solat isyak sehingga menjelang fajar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Solat tarawih ini hanya dilakukan pada bulan Ramadhan dan boleh dilakukan sama ada secara individu atau secara berjamaah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bilangan rakaat yang dilakukan biasanya 8 rakaat dengan 3 witir atau 20 rakaat dengan 3 witir.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sabda Rasulullah s.a.w yg bermaksud:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Adalah Rasulullah s.a.w menganjurkan untuk mengerjakan solat pada malam bulan Ramadhan tetapi tidak mewajibkannya. Baginda bersabda barang siapa bangun pada bulan Ramadhan (mengerjakan solat tarawih) dengan rasa iman dan mengharapkan keredhaan Allah maka diampunilah dosa-dosanya yang telah lalu" (sources tak dinyatakan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUKUM SEMBAHYANG SUNAT TARAWIH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hukumnya sunat muakkad (yang sangat dituntut) dikerjakan oleh orang-orang islam lelaki dan perempuan pada tiap-tiap malan bulan Ramadhan sama ada secara berseorangan atau berjamaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunat dikerjakan di masjid, surau dan lain-lain tempat sembahyang orang-orang islam.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAKTU SEMBAHYANG SUNAT TARAWIH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ialah selepas menunaikan sembahyang fardhu Isyak dan sunat ba'diah isyak sebanyak dua rakaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAKAAT SEMBAHYANG SUNAT TARAWIH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada umumnya masyarakat islam di Malaysia mendirikan sembahyang sunat tarawih sebanyak 20 rakaat, tetapi ada juga yang hanya menunaikan sekadar 8 rakaat sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada zaman Rasulullah s.a.w sembahyang tarawih dikerjakan sebanyak 8 rakaat sahaja supaya tidak menimbulkan sesuatu keberatan. Walau bagaimanapun terdapat juga hadith yg meriwayatkan bahawa Nabi Muhammad s.a.w pernah mengerjakan sebanyak 20 rakaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada zaman khalifah Omar bin Al-Khattab r.a pula beliau melaksanakannya sebanyak 20 rakaat kerana beliau berpendapat bahawa orang-orang islam pada zamannya tidak keberatan lagi menunaikan sembahyang sunat tarawih sebanyak itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sembahyang sunat tarawih hendaklah ditunaikan dua rakaat pada tiap-tiap satu kali takbiratul ihram, kemudiannya dilakukan lagi sehingga genap rakaat yg dikehendaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lafaz niat sembahyang sunat tarawih: ertinya; "sahaja aku sembahyang sunat tarawih dua rakaat kerana Allah taala"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8118911537616527557?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8118911537616527557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8118911537616527557' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8118911537616527557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8118911537616527557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/08/ramadhan-mubarak.html' title='RAMADHAN MUBARAK'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-6979157877338197241</id><published>2008-08-27T20:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:19:13.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I REMEMBER THOSE WERE THE DA YS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I REMEMBER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember  &lt;/span&gt;when I was in matriculation II, I've  got a note left by my dad's friend saying my  beloved grandma in negeri sembilan passed away.  I remember crying frantically as I realised I've missed her funeral and that I won't be able to look at her the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;  those lovely days at our kampung when my brother, 3 cousins (all boys) and I spent our school holidays main benteng, climbing all the fruit trees (well.. almost) and swimming in the river. We didn't know there are crocodiles until we were scolded when we get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; when I was about 6 or 7 and it was during the eid, my cousins, brother and I were in our late grandad VW car as it goes down the steep entrance to the house... on one side is full with pokok rambutan and at a glance, I'm pretty sure I've seen something that looks like a 'pocong'. I ask my grandma and she said that 'pocong' is the good one. I doubt if there is any. It was in the mid of the day. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;  our house in kg. mengabang tengah had a swamp kinda area next to it. One day a boy called 'kaya' coz his name is zakaria called me and my brother and put a big fat leech in my brother's hand. I remember panting for breath as we ran home. We were no more than 7 yrs old kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;  our 'ever a great cook' kak nik's delicious  ikan singgang that makes me eat until the last tiny space in my tummy filled with it. I remember sleeping in the balcony like a fat lazy cat coz I can't resist the sea breeze. My mum recently told me they had refurbished and renovated their home and its a one big bungalow now. I wonder if the  breeze is still the same, I even doubt if there is  any sign of breeze at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;  when I was 3 or 4 and I went to tanah pinggir a.k.a kebun getah with my late grandad and grandma ( ermm... that's sound so cheesy, lets  called them atok and uwan as I remember it) and our lunch was hacked and smacked by a group of notty-notty monkeys. I'm sure many of our youngsters don't even know what a 'buah getah' looks like, let alone pegi menoreh kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;   my late uwan's gulai masak lemak ikan semilang salai with unripe bananas. It is out of the world. perghhhh!. I can't forget the scrumptious taste of her masak lemak daging salai with pucuk pegaga. perghhh! perghhh! What a pity those days all I care about is to enjoy the food. I should at least show some interest on the preparation. Too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember  &lt;/span&gt;my late moyang  always give us 20 cent during hari raya, regardless of your age. I also clearly recalled their house have a 90 degree  angle stairs made of rounded wood. Kalu terjatuh musti tergolek dok punya. They  never fell down the stairs their entire life. Both of them live passed their 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;  when I was in kindergarten and my teachers were talking about rings during recess. I went home that day and come back to school the next day with a long candy stick that has a plastic ring  attached  to it. Guess what?  yess.. I sheepishly gave it  to my teacher as a gift and were so proud of it. I think that answers why I can  never  be a 'manikam'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;  the nearly drown experience when I was ten during a family picnic in Kapas island. That is why I don't like being in the water when we go to the beach, apart from I hate it when I got tanned.  Swimming pool is fine, as long as I  put the arm bands. hahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember  &lt;/span&gt;playing kawen-kawen back when we were 6 or 7 . I always get to play the groom and my friend Lie always be the bride though he is a boy, because he's so fair and cute while I'm the comot one. Huh! not fair.  hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember&lt;/span&gt;  the day I got married, I've been put on a heavy make up until my own dad didn't recognize me. I remember being so svelte and slim too.. ohh.. that was the good old days when fat and cholesterol didn't really affect me. huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I remember  &lt;/span&gt;that 2 of the most important day of my life, the day  I gave birth to my both buah hati.. Nur Shafiyyah and Alif Ajmal.  Though I've gone through those excruciating pain, it all washed away once I saw their tiny faces. It was a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;"memories... all alone in the moon light, I can smile like the old days, life was beautiful then..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;note: Regarding the 'already deleted previous entry'... erm.. dah tua2 ni jadi lebih sensitif. Tapi org2 tua, kalau marah tu tanda sayang, tak gitu? :D&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-6979157877338197241?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/6979157877338197241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=6979157877338197241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6979157877338197241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6979157877338197241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-remember-those-were-da-ys.html' title='I REMEMBER THOSE WERE THE DA YS...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8525578687135080040</id><published>2008-08-20T12:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:39:27.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>KESAH ITU INI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kesah airport manchester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahad lepas kitaorg sefamily pegi airport manchester, nak sambut kedatangan ayah dan bonda. Sampai kat airport dah pukul 12.30 lebih, flight had landed and we were there in front of the arrivals doors, waiting. Shafiyyah and me were standing with the crowds, ayah was sitting coz adik is sleeping. Almost 1.5 hrs passed, and no sign of them emerging from the anxiously waited arrival doors. I was overwhelmed, worried and panic stricken all at once. Shafiyyah was feeling rather tired and the crowds... were turning thin. huhuhuhu...  'mana mak ayah aku nih, kena tahan ngan kastam ke kat dalam tu...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at those people who gets so excited when they see their loved ones.. and I can't help those tears, panas muka seiii tahan air mata...&lt;br /&gt;With just a few more of the last people standing around the arrival area, at last they were there and I was jumping like small kid given sweets. I ran towards them, hugging and kissing them and start the drama of my own. After all these years and patiently waiting for my turn, they are here in this dunia sejuk beku and seems to adapting really well and I have all the rights within my veins and my bones to feel happy. yess, happy... even the word 'happy' seems lousy to describe my feeling. Alhamdulillah, praise to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: it turn out that everything was okay and all the rempah ratus, keropok lekor, rendang daging, buah binjai, petai, dodol, lempuk, kuih baulu, serunding daging (and the list go on..) were safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kesah movie TAKEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late last night and everybody already asleep. Mata aku pulak terjegil tak leh tido pasal petang balik dari jenjalan kat meadowhall dah tertido sampai kol 8.30 mlm. Lepas semayang isyak aku layan citer TAKEN. I didn't really know about the movie at the first place but since the review seems interesting and the votes was given 4 *, I gave it a go and its not that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita tu mcm biasalah kan.. citer org 'uncle sam' jadik hero. But then the plot is what troubling me, its about human trafficking.  Kesahnyer anak si hero ni pegi bercuti kat Paris  dan lepas tu kena culik utk dijual. Btol lah kata saudagar citer P.Ramlee tu... meniaga org lagi untung dari meniaga unta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that those kind of things really happen in this world scares the heck out of me. Dekat Msia pun sudah menjadi tersangat scary... tgk la apa yg terjadi pada arwah Nurin dan juga adik Sharlinie.. those who are responsible didn't even get close to be caught. Who knows where those culprit might be today? Sanity seems too much for the brain to bear nowadays. Something need to be done. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, one of my friend's house was burgled and they were so traumatised it took them few weeks more to even go back to their own house again. Luckily they had not been harmed and they even tightened the security system around their house and long gone was the 'acara santai2 kat rumah amek udara segar sambil bukak tingkap and pintu mcm kat kampung dolu2'.&lt;br /&gt;Lama2 nanti semua org buat rumah ala2 alcatras... pakai guard yg pegang mesingun, sapa datang dekat kalu tak kenal je tembak.  huhuhuhuhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kesah artis (yesss... sempat lagi baca psl artis kat surat kabor online)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alah.. cerita biasa tentang dunia artis yg kita selalu baca di akhbar. But then the truth is it can happen to anybody. Pasal  sorang artis dah rampas suami orang lain. Katanya cinta... but I wonder if anybody who did that kind of thing really have their soul at ease knowing that whatever dream and so called 'love' they build, its been built on top of somebody else's shattered heart and soul. Seriously, could you really be happy if you know you are doing this to somebody of your own kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmg lah cinta tu boleh datang dengan tiba2, tanpa dipaksa.. tapi mana akal kita sebagai manusia? Mana hati kita sebagai kaum hawa? Ada dulu sorang kawan yg dah kematian suami pada usia yg sgt muda, dia dilamar oleh kawan sepejabat yg sudah punya keluarga. Memang lah ianya dibenarkan islam (dengan syarat yg rasanya tak ramai org sanggup comply to it), tp kawan saya itu memilih utk menolak dengan baik. Dia kasihan pada isteri org itu, dia tak sampai hati memikirkan anak2 org itu... dalam diam saya mengkagumi dia. Sesetengah orang, tega saja jadi perampas. Minta dijauhkan oleh Allah perkara2 sebegini dalam keluarga kita. Amiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kesah Thomasland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah hujung minggu nnt nak bawak anak2 dan parents pegi jalan2 ke Drayton Manor Park. It has several theme park and a zoo and one of the park is Thomasland with all the thomas the tank engine characters in it. Since my little boy is obsessed with thomas, we plan to go there with a very dear friend and their little boy Hadi. Hopefully the weather is on our side and I'll post about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's birthday is coming soon end of this month. Belanja kopi 'bakbintang' je skali lagi as a gift boleh? hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, mine is next month... nak Bobbypin mcm yg dah 'dipersetujui' dan nak pilih sendiri. heheheheehe...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &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/29252625-8525578687135080040?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8525578687135080040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8525578687135080040' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8525578687135080040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8525578687135080040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/08/kesah-itu-ini.html' title='KESAH ITU INI'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7557932050400030064</id><published>2008-08-09T21:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:00:58.141+01:00</updated><title type='text'>S ATU MINGGU LAGI...</title><content type='html'>Lagi seminggu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yess.. lagi seminggu till my parents are coming, inshaAllah. After just a few months short from 3 years of being thousand miles away, at last somehow I feel close to home again...  Its totally indescribable to be honest.  I'm anxious, happy, excited and butterflies all over. O' Lord.. its been almost 3 years, need I say more? All of a sudden I'm a small kid again, crawling to the safety of my parents arms.  And, to put the icing on the cake.. they'll be here for Ramadhan and Eid. Gosh! my frens will be frenzy with jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;Mama, Papa... its not just shafiyyah who's been counting days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last  Tuesday....&lt;br /&gt;It was our 8th anniversary.  I gave the man I love a card and a treat at kedai kopi *bakbintang* and he gave me a nice gorgeous  handbag and a sandal that I personally picked.&lt;br /&gt;Adil kan.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure, we love each other to bits on that day 8 yrs ago, we still soooo much in love after 8 yrs with 2 beautiful kids and we'll stay even more in love with each other till the end of time. InshaAllah. God willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow we already  have so many things in store. Esok kakak ada kem ibadah solah organize by the malay community. She even bought a nice tudung this afternoon. Will post her pic here soon. Esok jugak ada sesi berbbq org2 city centre dan firth park. I'll  be preparing cendol upon special request from ibu2 mengandung.  Since all of these start early in the morning, we'll miss our weekly must go carbooting, wpun ada suara2 di belakang yg mcm insists jugak nak pegi. huhuhu.. tak boleh, tak boleh. Kalau org tak pegi, abg tak boleh pegi sensorang. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pre-note: people always think that with power comes respect. No, they are wrong... they're  **** wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;notes:&lt;br /&gt;In casting, an intricate shape needs a complicated mold design. Well.. some people might like challenges, but I still believe a few simple ones is not that bad either.  Sometimes the solution can be as simple as widen the riser or making your sprue tapered just a little bit more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7557932050400030064?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7557932050400030064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7557932050400030064' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7557932050400030064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7557932050400030064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/08/s-atu-minggu-lagi.html' title='S ATU MINGGU LAGI...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-5027865637273220607</id><published>2008-07-30T16:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:26:23.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>yeayyyy... Anita gumbira hari ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPwMGPf5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3qhYKBXc6i4/s1600-h/gambarlama8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPwMGPf5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3qhYKBXc6i4/s320/gambarlama8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228837225421045650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ni gambar masa kitaorg tunggu bas kat depan usm tronoh yg panas gersang tu. Gila kau..  bas dia ala2  sejam seketul je lalu, tu pun kalu tak penuh. kalau penuh, selamba je dia lalu. Merasa la tunggu bas berjam2 adanya. kalau  nak kuar dating, habis cair makeup lom dapat naik bas lagik.  Tapi biasa la kan, kitaorg sbb muda remaja, tenaga pun byk.. bantai gak tunggu bas general warna hijau tu dtg. Dah dpt bas kang dia  belasah plak masuk habis segala kampung. huhuhu.. bertahun gak le nak menyampai ke ipoh. Kalu nasib baik boleh le naik bas express apa ke nama dari lumut. Tu belum lagi  time nak berebut balik. Kalu tara2 kederat skrg nih, mmg pengsan! oohh.. lupa plak nak perkenalkan, dari kiri; pijah, diriku sendiri, berpren ku cik kuna dan roomatenyer Jaa. Melihatkan diriku yg begitu innocent sekali rupanya, rasanye ni masa kitaorg first year. :D  ( cik kuna pakai baju calvin &amp;amp; hobbes yg kitaorg beli kat yik foong plaza. Aku pun ada satu tp design lain. Aku suka betul katun tu..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPrfWUbLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/9pxHaW4QV18/s1600-h/gambarlama7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPrfWUbLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/9pxHaW4QV18/s320/gambarlama7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228837144689405106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hohohoho..  ni aksi tonggeng paling dasat abad ini. sori ek abang. sapa soh bergambar ala2 goyang gerudi inul. Ni suami ku terchenta ngan bespren ku tersayang. Gambar ni diposingkan kat teluk batik, lumut. Hehehe.. masa ni dah final year, masa tu aku kena dok luar pasal tak dapat asrama. Jadinya mak aku kasik pakai keta.. makanya apa lagi, panjanglah langkah kan. Selalu gak aa kitaorg bertiga pegi berkelah kat situ. best ooooo.... makan2.. pastu makan2 lagi.. pastu makan2 lagi... kitaorg tak mandi pasal aku takmo sunburn pasal nnt aku jadik kelabu asap. lagipun sian aa bespren aku ngan hubbyku itu pasal dorang dah la tak berapa nak cerah..  hahahaha... ampun la cik kuna yer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPlgZDjWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OR9l7Xyf2QA/s1600-h/gambarlama6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPlgZDjWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OR9l7Xyf2QA/s320/gambarlama6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228837041890102626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni gambar kalu tak masa first year, habis2 pun masa 2nd yr kot. Ala, kat usm tronoh tu bukan byk sangat pun tempat2 menarik.. tu kira dah habis glamer la tu cekonon ada air terjun walaupun nan ado sebenarnya. Cuba lihat kitaorg nyer selipar tu. Mula2 aku la yg pakai selipar jenama Puma tu, pastu abis semua ikut sampai mcm jadik selipar uniform plak. hahahaha.. well.. biasa la kan.. katapun fashion ikon. Tapi kitaorg mmg hampir sepjg masa pakai selipar tu. Pegi kelas pun yg tu, pegi  outing pun yg itu.. hatta nak pegi dating pun pakai selipar puma rm20 tu. pendek kata mmg berbaloi lah beli. pakai sampai redai, buang, beli yg lain.. sebijik cenggitu jugak, kaler je lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPf-_mjrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6ji8QLUmoew/s1600-h/gambarlama5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPf-_mjrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6ji8QLUmoew/s320/gambarlama5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228836947025628850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haaa.. ni masa first few weeks masuk 2nd yr. Masa ni usm tronoh buat  ulang tahun ke 10, so ada mcm2 aktiviti. Aku ngan geng2 otaiku jadi ajk acara kanak2, masa ni la cik abang ku itu mengorat  daku ini. hehehehehe.......   yg dalam gmbr tu besren ku (dia pakai baju kurung aku... hahahaha..) dengan tutor kitaorg yg sporting habis, cikgu Sulutan. Hensem tu cikgu kitaorg.. aku ngan geng2 aku mgg baik ngan dia, siap boleh kuar makan lagi ngan cikgu kitaorg nih. Ada sekali tu kitaorg tolong dia buat apa ntah, dia siap belanja makan kenny rogers. Time kitaorg 3rd yr rasanya, dia berenti jd tutor sbb dapat keja kat kilang. Tatau la mana dia keja skrg. Cikgu, kalau la cikgu terjumpa blog saya ni.. contact la kitaorg yer. oohh.. cikgu sulutan pakai baju askar pasal dia Palapes. Kitaorg tak gemar sgt bebudak palapes masa tu psl dorang selalu mcm eksyen sikit. Tetapi utk cikgu, kitaorg buat pengecualian..hehehe. (wpun kitaorg baik giler ngan cikgu sulutan, tp kitaorg penah kena marah ngan dia psl meniru masa ujian statik mekanik. hohoho.. mmg patut pun. Padan muka kitaorg!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPZCp5hwI/AAAAAAAAAV8/wHAMDH0LWCU/s1600-h/gambarlama4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPZCp5hwI/AAAAAAAAAV8/wHAMDH0LWCU/s320/gambarlama4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228836827749254914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alahai... ni la dia geng2 otai Bahan. (material engineering). Dari kiri; dayang, yam, diriku dan cik kuna. Gambar ni amek kat pulau pangkor masa minggu orientasi. Siap pegi pulau pangkor tu utk sesi ramah mesra under dept kitaorg. Tengok la rupa baju yg dorang paksa kitaorg pakai.. ntah sape la yg design. buruk giler! tp dah nama pun freshie, pakai la jugak kan. kang kena ragging plak ngan senior. Dah la masa tu kat USM tronoh rasanya budak pompuan ada lebih kurang 300 org je, budak lelaki sampai 1200. Jadik kitaorg mmg la kaum minoriti. Masa tu aku baru baik dari chicken pox. Boleh pulak hari nak mendaftar tu kena chicken pox, so aku masuk lewat seminggu. Siap tak pegi pun majlis angkat sumpah pelajar, pasal tu la kot result masa 1st yr teruk giler . (err.. ada kaitan ke sebenarnyer?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPSCwGEtI/AAAAAAAAAV0/y5jDZTsFBd0/s1600-h/gambarlama3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPSCwGEtI/AAAAAAAAAV0/y5jDZTsFBd0/s320/gambarlama3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228836707516158674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sbb Tronoh tu takde mende selain dari pasir je banyak, Ni la aktiviti masa lapang kitaorg, bergambar dgn aksi ikut sesedap rasa. Banyak rasanya gambar2 mcm org meroyan cenggini. Tu budak yg baju hijau dgn aksi tak boleh belah tu bespren aku. Dia mmg suka  time bergambar  buat aksi2 pelik. Ada  satu gambar tu masa kitaorg  matrik 2, dia punya posing kalu teringat sampai skrg pun aku boleh gelak.  ermm.. ingat nnt nak pesan aa kat mak aku masa nak dtg sini soh bwk album gmbr2 lama. hahahaha... cik kuna, awak ingat tak gambar kat atas pokok tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPLIpq1KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/yMQwWanuw8o/s1600-h/gambarlama2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPLIpq1KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/yMQwWanuw8o/s320/gambarlama2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228836588840735906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aduhai... sumer buat muka sehabis ayu tu. dari kiri; nisak (roomate yg paling best in d world), ainy, aku yg paut leher ainy, elya (deq, ko jgn ingat aku tak leh teka ko sapa kan.. walaupun tinggal komen tak taruk nama) dan cik kuna. Tgk la rupa usm tronoh ni, bangunan sumer ala2 susun je batu bata murah kaler kelabu tu pastu tak yah cat psl kononnyer artistik. huhuhu.. artistik la sangat. Tapi yg sedihnya dah tak wujud dah usm tronoh sekarang pasal UTP dah amek alih. Apahal yg dorang nak sgt tanah  tapak USM tu pun aku tak paham. Politik la ni.. abis tempat aku belajar sampai dah takde. Mentang2la petronas byk duit.. byk duit pun, harga minyak naik jugak.. ermm.. kaitan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPC3_LtgI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pvSMGrf9U18/s1600-h/gambarlama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPC3_LtgI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pvSMGrf9U18/s320/gambarlama1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228836446928614914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni dekat library. Aksi yg dilihat ialah 'mari buat library mcm rumah sendiri'. Ala.. library bukan ada sgt pun org pegi kecuali dekat2 nak exam. Kitaorg pun masuk tu semata2 nak bergambar. Nasib tak kena hambat dgn pak guard. Pak guard USM garang wooo.... dulu kan... cik abang ku itu penah sampai bertekak ngan pak guard. Pastu ada sorang pak guard ni siap tipu kitaorg. Dia kata nak tolong jualkan beskal kitaorg ( mahal tu kitaorg beli.. rm350 tu sebijik) tp alih2 dia jual beskal tu tapi duitnyer dia rembat. Eiii... geram betul tau. tp takpe la..  aku dah halalkan pun. ohh... aksi2 tido tu hanya lakonan semata2. Tu baru sikit, belum tgk kalu kitaorg beraksi posing kat bilik lagi... mmg sakit dada mak mertua kalu tgk. hahahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              *************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni cuaca  cantik betul. Panas elok jer...  bukan selalu  cuaca kat negeri yg biasanya sejuk beku nih nak panas ala2 kat msia. Balik2 je td, hubby ku ckp besprenku in the world dah upload gmbr2 lama kat facebook. hahahaha... lawak betol tgk gaya zaman2 muda remaja dulu. Main ikut sedap jer. Kalu bakal mak mertua tgk dulu tu, harusla sudah kena reject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi td pulak tetiba nampak sorang clique lama  letak komen kat blog aku ni ha. puas jugak la pikir sapa la pulak minah nih. Tapi biasa la kan, dek kecekapan tahap gaban maka pompuan itu telah berjaya dijejaki. Adeq, merasa la ko aku terus tepek gmbr2 lama kita kat sini.  Kalu ko malu, ko jgn la mengaku ko ada dalam gambar terbabit wpun aku mmg nak letak nama sorang2 kat bwh gmbr tu. hahahahaha.... jgn la kasik boss2 korang ke, mak2 mertua korang ke tgk betapa  meroyan nyer korang zaman muda remaja dulu. mati la kena kutuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apapun,  dapat menengok gambar2 zaman tok nadok' dulu ni betul2 buat aku gumbira hari ni. Habis hilang segala tensi semalam. Tima kacih to my bespren in the world psl tolong uploadkan gmbr2 ni. Aku sayang awak, muahhhhhhhhhh! Its good to feel like myself again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-5027865637273220607?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/5027865637273220607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=5027865637273220607' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5027865637273220607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5027865637273220607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeayyyy-anita-gumbira-hari-ini.html' title='yeayyyy... Anita gumbira hari ini'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SJCPwMGPf5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3qhYKBXc6i4/s72-c/gambarlama8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1731849015189305025</id><published>2008-07-28T11:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:26:16.481+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TENZIONE</title><content type='html'>Tension..  yup, my mood today  is  pretty gloomy.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday was the big event i.e Malam Warna Warni Muslimah held in vestry hall. It was a successful night apart from the not so 'profesionally mastered' sound system. huhuhu.. we'll make it better next time  with  sub woofer all around. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Food was great with superbly delicious nasik tomato (serius sedap). I did  prepared some desserts (mango pudding and kek gula hangus) and it turned out well in spite being a first timer. That night, we've seen talents hidden well underneath many of us.. ada yg menari zapin, joget pahang la, bernasyid, and  our group do a stunt on badinding where I got stage  fright and start forgetting some of the moves and lyrics. huhuhuhu.. it must've been obvious.&lt;br /&gt;All in all,  it was a great day and experience for the sake of Allah to bind us with  beautiful ukhwah. (not to mention chaos by our kids running around sampai fenin kepala mc... hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;oh, the banner in my 'not so creative' hands also did catch attention with the help from my dear hubby... tenkiu yee bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a huge series of carbooting starting from a mere 7.30 in the morning at marshlane  and then continue on in Hillborough despite the burning heat of summer. Panas giler semalam.. but then it doesn't inched my enthusiasm..not a bit! sangat la gigih walaupun berpeluh2... hahaha...  banyak gak hasil tuaian semalam and we finish off the day with a nice lunch at an arabic restaurant with a dear friend, kina &amp;amp; family  together with ida  &amp;amp; hubby. Balik je, we dug into my shopping trolley, mess the house to the max with the kid's toys and fell asleep in the living room with our living room door ( facing our garden) wide open. fuhh! summer la katakan.. tak makan hati ke tu.. keskeskes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late in the evening when I start getting back to my senses and start hovering the house. Well,  I certainly cannot tolerate messiness that much longer..   so  before my blood 'go upstairs', I'd better drag my *ss and starts doing what I did  better if not best.. mengemas!  Coz' its been too hot last nite, we end up sleeping in the living room, first  time ever since we've been here.      &lt;br /&gt;fuhhhh.. what a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then today  I got  heat up, this time it wasn't due to the weather. It was something else and I need to escape or rather go somewhere to cool it down b4  I turn sour for the rest of the day. huhuhu.. don't speculate, it has nothing to do with my dear hubby.. tp since dia takde hari ni sbb pegi practical class  b4 his next exam, I figure out I need a shoulder. No, not to cry on... more like to ease whatever it is thats  bothering me, I guess. So maybe later in the evening we'll be off to a dear friend's house and spend the  evening smiling instead of geram sensorang.  Hopefully tomorrow I'll get over it and starts the day fresh. yess, I need to be fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;notes:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I'm just too soft hearted people take me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its very hard for me to voice out my feeling without yelling and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, when I get irritated, my voice usually gets to a higher pitch in order to refrain my self from crying.&lt;br /&gt;The second option to that is just keep quiet and never say a thing.&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu.. adult life sometimes can be very challenging, isn't it?&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/29252625-1731849015189305025?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1731849015189305025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1731849015189305025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1731849015189305025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1731849015189305025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/07/tenzione.html' title='TENZIONE'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3683370843883001848</id><published>2008-07-21T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:07:43.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'>POEM IN THE WAITING ROOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU SEE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on&lt;br /&gt;I realize&lt;br /&gt;That what I see&lt;br /&gt;Through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is in my  perspective&lt;br /&gt;My personal view&lt;br /&gt;And its probably  different&lt;br /&gt;Than whats seen by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are altered&lt;br /&gt;By the life that I've known&lt;br /&gt;My opinions are tainted&lt;br /&gt;Influenced as I've grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in this moment&lt;br /&gt;That we share together&lt;br /&gt;I may see a duck&lt;br /&gt;While you spot a feather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(edie koch suarez)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;note:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Sabtu minggu ni (26-07-08) ada Malam Warna Warni Muslimah di Vestry Hall, Sheffield. Akak kena buat banner...tapi lom siap2 lagi nih. huhuhu... tapi dah pikir baju apa nak pakai nanti. pompuan.. pompuan.. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Somebody adviced me to set a  bite size goal each day. Something that I can chew and not going to choke.  And somehow, I started believing in myself again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  My lil' sis is doing her diploma course in Hotel management right now but then it turned up that she's also been offered to go on an engineering  course at the same time. I told her  to follow her heart. I told her its okay eventhough she got 7As but end up doing a hotel course. I  told her to think  hard and choose whats best for her.  I  told  her  it doesn't matter what you do as long as you excel.  I  told her that engineering is not as 'glamer' as she might think it is. I told her if I can turn back time, I would never come  close to anything 'engineering'.  I told her not to end up like me. huhuhuhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4. I've just watched anwar vs. shabery on youtube ( so ketinggalan keretapi daa aku..). My response is, running around the bush, hitting people below the belt, how pathetic can one be? huhuhuhuu... mati la aku takmo komen lelebih nnt kena panggil balik. hahahaha...  Tp serius dowh.. mangkuk giler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-3683370843883001848?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3683370843883001848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3683370843883001848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3683370843883001848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3683370843883001848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/07/poems-in-waiting-room.html' title='POEM IN THE WAITING ROOM'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7676765048214279414</id><published>2008-07-16T18:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:24:42.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart of a  muslim must be strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Usd0BEtIgUU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Usd0BEtIgUU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;don't let me be misunderstood by Yusuf Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision making is inevitable in life and changes are one of the hardest thing to do. When both of it coincide, it makes it even more difficult to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've took that BIG step in my life, those steps that i thought i  could never pull myself to do. I'm not going to pretend its going to be easy. I'm not going to say i'm gonna sail thru it .  I know the obstacles are there, I know the path is winding. But this time, I dare to take the challenge. InsyaAllah, this time I'll be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah. Thank you ALLAH. Thank you ALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;note: There is always light at the  end of the tunnel. All you have to do is look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7676765048214279414?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7676765048214279414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7676765048214279414' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7676765048214279414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7676765048214279414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/07/heart-of-muslim-must-be-strong.html' title='the heart of a  muslim must be strong'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-2252867761664834384</id><published>2008-07-07T17:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:50:01.272+01:00</updated><title type='text'>abang, jgn lupa "surprise" utk org tu.. hehehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kisah minggu lepas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a little learning is a dangerous thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"kitaorg gempak you all... grant research we all bersepah. Kitaorg naik  kapal terbang  pegi oversea ala2 selang sehari gitu! Ko ada namecard?  bak la sini boleh we all  buat networking. Balik nnt jgn lupa jd vast mcm we all tau. kalau boleh jadik la prof. madya termuda...  yessss.. kelasss!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"ko buat  phd research pasal apa? euwww! pasal benda senang mcm tu jer? laku ke balik nnt. we all buat semua yg nano-nano tau.  hebat sangat kan?  ala2 kompleks sgt sampai  we all je yang paham sensorang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam tu la exaggarate version  bila para cerdik pandai berkumpul  di satu makan malam sambil org lain  blink blink tak paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, btw, impian aku dari dulu masih sama wpun dengan izin Allah, satu hari nnt aku pulang dengan scroll yg diusahakan. Dan bukan, impian kita  ternyata  tidak sama. Banyak yg aku bayangkan dan fikirkan tentang masa depan, but still, masih tidak sama dengan impian kamu. So go on, be as great as you guys yelling about, just don't ever assume that i'm leading the same path.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kisah semalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari keluarga  masyarakat Malaysia sheffield. Ada  kek bendera Malaysia  pelbagai perisa. Ada ayam bakar,  ikan bakar, nenas masak lemak ikan masin (perghhh!!).. ada pelbagai juadah yg dibawa secara pot luck. Dan aku, setelah bertungkus lumus dari pagi ( sbb tu la pukul 12 baru   boleh gerak) sempat la  menyiapkan mee goreng dan kuih lopes (mama, amar tau buat kuih lopes dah skrg... dulu jgn kan nak melopes, nak buat cekodok pun tak lepas). Sebab dah kalut sgt sampai boleh terlupa nak bawak nasik putih seperiuk besar. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;Tinggal lagi semalam cuaca tak begitu memberansangkan,  hujan jer all the way sampai kitaorg nak balik pun masih hujan. Tapi  disebbkan kegigihan yg tinggi, lepas  tu boleh lagi pegi meadowhall  jalan2 dengan baju yg bau asap bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kisah hari ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergi library  hantar buku2 yg dah berzaman buat harta, siap kena denda lagi. Padan muka. Lain kali, LU PIKIRLAH SENDIRIIIIIII.. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kisah hari esok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga dipermudahkan olehNya segala urusan kita.  semoga diterangkan mata hati. Semoga semuanya yg baik2 saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;nota:&lt;br /&gt;1.  membiarkan org lain menderita atas kebahagiaan kita bukankah sgt tidak adil? bukankah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. papa and mama, balik dari rembau nnt cepat2 buat  passport ok.  Nnt datang jgn lupa bawak keropok lekor losong rm20. hihihi.. tak kira, nak jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. en. atalamat dan cik apin, raya tahun ni pandai2 la bawak diri ek. tahun ni mama ngan papa raya kat sini ok!&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/29252625-2252867761664834384?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/2252867761664834384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=2252867761664834384' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2252867761664834384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2252867761664834384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/07/abang-jgn-lupa-surprise-utk-org-tu.html' title='abang, jgn lupa &quot;surprise&quot; utk org tu.. hehehehe'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-4253564758504814424</id><published>2008-06-18T13:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:22:50.879+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EDEN OGHANG ROMBAU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SFkGBkhoTgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1J98XhHCZYE/s1600-h/gambar+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SFkGBkhoTgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1J98XhHCZYE/s320/gambar+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213204667712425474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo, makes Monalisa  looks like a scribble and  that of Van Gogh seems worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini gambar years back (just look at how big my glasses are !) dekat rumah uwan kitaorg di kg. Astana Raja, Rembau. And that hari raya was the last one that we celebrated together as big family before my ever beloved uwan (wearing white dress and scarf) and my pak lang sidek (front, far right wearing glasses and kain pelikat)  passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that year, hari raya is never the same again. No more ketupat and rendang from uwan. No more big family with kids creating chaos during raya eve, no more love on that red stone stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Distance seems to drift us apart. Last time jumpa mak lang ngan anak2 arwah pak lang is during uwan's funeral, then that was it. It was 15 years ago. Today, we seem to keep in touch again, thru facebook! and even small yani (the one on my right) is married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. time do flies. Hopefully one day, we'll get back to the red stone stairs and captured those smiles again like the old days.&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatihah buat arwah uwan dan arwah pak lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: credit to yani for the photo. When I got back to Msia (jgn tanya bila.. :P), I promise to dig under our stairs for some more memories.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-4253564758504814424?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/4253564758504814424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=4253564758504814424' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/4253564758504814424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/4253564758504814424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/06/eden-oghang-rombau.html' title='EDEN OGHANG ROMBAU'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SFkGBkhoTgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1J98XhHCZYE/s72-c/gambar+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-477775420903937080</id><published>2008-06-11T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:17:38.605+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS YOU ALREADY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SFBOA2R5F7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/o8BFYX1qUbI/s1600-h/DSCN5303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SFBOA2R5F7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/o8BFYX1qUbI/s320/DSCN5303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210750545345189810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sebelum ni kata nak update gmbr kat edinburgh, tp sampai skrg masih terbengkalai nampaknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hari jumaat baru ni adik masuk wad kat children hospital  because of his eczema is getting worse. At  first we were just having an appointment with our GP (general practice),  but the Dr. seem content that adik needs immediate attention from a specialist. We were referred to the children hospital and off we go... tak tau plak nak kena admitted kan. And so it goes, we spent our weekend in the hospital while everyone else was enjoying summer,  basking in the sun. huhuhuhu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adik was treated by a dermatologist Dr. and a skin specialist nurse  on top of 2 paediatricians incharge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alhamdullilah, after 3  days he's  getting much better. His skin is so supple now esp. on the face and I can't  resist but keep admiring it while he's sleeping. ( ye, termasuk kena gomol jugak pipi tembam si kecik tu bila dia jaga..hehehe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pada semua yg datang melawat ajmal kat wad hari tu (sab, kai chiat, in, kawan  in, sani, sapes, nuar, capau, far, abbad), tenkiu sangat2 sbb  memeriahkan hari2nya kat hospital sementelah adik kena 'room resritriction'. Pada apin, dibah, pai dan min.. tima kasih sebab sudi bersusah payah membantu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ajmal is still under medication now, both oral and external to prevent it from flaring up and getting worse again.  Apapun skrg, mandi time is something that he enjoys compared to last time when it was an ever challenging task.  Lagipun, dia takut kalau dia scratching lagi  nanti dia jadi tak hensem dah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam  pulak pegi manchester, hantar adinderku apin balik msia. There's a sudden emptiness in my heart letting her go.  InsyaAllah jika diizinkan olehNya,  she has an interview to attend within this few days time to secure a place to pursue her degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are so used having mak usu around us for almost  6 mnths now it feels incomplete without  her. Apart from the cats and dogs , apart from our mere differences... you, my dear, will always be my lil' sis and I will always  love you come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  mama and papa... boleh la get  your passport ready ek. Apa kata raya kat sini je? ok jugak idea tu kan.  boleh la.. boleh la.. boleh laaaaaaaaaaaa....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apa? Atalamat?  huhuhuu... dia kan dah tua bangka.  suruh la dia masak rendang sendiri!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nota: kenapa tiba2 rasa mcm nak nangis jer...  uwaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-477775420903937080?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/477775420903937080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=477775420903937080' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/477775420903937080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/477775420903937080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/06/miss-you-already.html' title='MISS YOU ALREADY...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SFBOA2R5F7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/o8BFYX1qUbI/s72-c/DSCN5303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3806711401224098014</id><published>2008-05-21T18:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:46:37.628+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NORTHUMBERLAND. MAY 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BERWICK PARK'/><title type='text'>ROMBONGAN CIK KIAH part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt; gambar2 ni semua diupload sebab mak ayah saya nak tengok gambar anak cucu. since I didn't put any restriction on this blog, all my gentle readers are welcome to view and share the moments. But PLEASE, since all of these photos are personal, I didn't expect anybody to super analysed and scrutinized each and every moves that we captured in any of the photos. Any other than stalker type of comments, please feel free to enjoy it. tenkiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Percutian yg sangat best! We stayed at Berwick Holiday Park, approx. 1.5 hrs from Edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;Our first day was spent in Alnwick Garden, which was superb. Next to the Alnwick garden is Alnwick castle which is used in Harry Potter movie. But we're happy to view it from a distance since it cost more than 10 pound per person to get in. huhuhuhuhu... (coz we've spent more or less the same amount to get into alnwick garden).&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it didn't spoil anything.. we still had a brilliant day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDR1AEn3CwI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Veotx3lLyDA/s1600-h/IMG_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDR1AEn3CwI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Veotx3lLyDA/s320/IMG_0380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202912113621142274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BERWICK HOLIDAY PARK, NORTHUMBERLAND. MAY 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDR0Pkn3CvI/AAAAAAAAAVE/eZBcytHAr9c/s1600-h/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDR0Pkn3CvI/AAAAAAAAAVE/eZBcytHAr9c/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202911280397486834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;asal nampak mcm ok je terus je meluru ambik gambar. tower apa tatau nih kat luar berwick holiday park tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRzjkn3CuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/cvzNTf5ruKs/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRzjkn3CuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/cvzNTf5ruKs/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202910524483242722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aksi posinglah sesedap rasa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRzK0n3CtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VX3yMnIDZmw/s1600-h/IMG_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRzK0n3CtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VX3yMnIDZmw/s320/IMG_0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202910099281480402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik nangis pasal baru tertido dah kena kejut nak bergambar pastu kena plak paksa panjat bukit sbb nak bergambar tu cam kat atas bukit sket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRyZkn3CsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/03YXQqoEPZc/s1600-h/DSCN5436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRyZkn3CsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/03YXQqoEPZc/s320/DSCN5436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202909253172923074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yg nampak m cm rumah  berderet2 kat belakang tu la caravan park tmpt kitaorg menginap. tempatnyer cantek banget kok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRxrUn3CrI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3R5qbHL-85c/s1600-h/DSCN5432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRxrUn3CrI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3R5qbHL-85c/s320/DSCN5432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202908458603973298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aksi sapa terbang lagi tinggi; tuan ke selipar ke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRxWEn3CqI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mOD_WBKtFhs/s1600-h/DSCN5407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRxWEn3CqI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mOD_WBKtFhs/s320/DSCN5407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202908093531753122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aksi kesengalan apakah ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRwxkn3CpI/AAAAAAAAAUU/J1ZO29CZMcM/s1600-h/DSCN5406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRwxkn3CpI/AAAAAAAAAUU/J1ZO29CZMcM/s320/DSCN5406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202907466466527890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ada yg makan2, ada yg tersandar kekenyangan...dan menunya adalah kari ikan salmon, ayam goreng berempah dan fruit cocktail (siap dengan ais ok...). manala tak menyandar kan.. kena plak mmg tgh lapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRv9En3CoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/E9psydkPRpE/s1600-h/DSCN5315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRv9En3CoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/E9psydkPRpE/s320/DSCN5315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202906564523395714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all 15 of us : capau, faty, minmin, apin, kai chiat, kakak, sab, ibu, dibah, adik, pai, abbad, sapes, nuar dan suami terchenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRvAkn3CnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5fR2cClaxuA/s1600-h/IMG_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRvAkn3CnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5fR2cClaxuA/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202905525141310066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;abang capau dan peminat2nya. hahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;(capau, ni puji2 ada makna tau... nnt kalu kita bertarung di'tikar tari', sila buat2 kalah ok!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRtjUn3CmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/_LqCyXPkm8M/s1600-h/DSCN5305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRtjUn3CmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/_LqCyXPkm8M/s320/DSCN5305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202903923118508642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gambar dekat atas tree house. the scenery was marvelous tp masa ni sumer dah penat agaknyer jd dah tak buat aksi2 stunt. kepenatan semua org telah dilakonkan dengan jayanya oleh adik alif ajmal kita.. ye, sila lihat aksi 'berjalan seharian sehingga tertido berdiri'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRsu0n3ClI/AAAAAAAAAT0/v3QI0d9V_hg/s1600-h/DSCN5280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRsu0n3ClI/AAAAAAAAAT0/v3QI0d9V_hg/s320/DSCN5280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202903021175376466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehehehehe... aksi menempek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRsFUn3CkI/AAAAAAAAATs/eCck9Qjwsek/s1600-h/DSCN5277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRsFUn3CkI/AAAAAAAAATs/eCck9Qjwsek/s320/DSCN5277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202902308210805314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;family photo ni bukan senang nak dapat ni pasal 2 org budak kecik itu selalu berlari2an sepanjang masa esp cik shafiyyah yg mcm tak reti penat. itu si kecik ajmal berlari jugak tp yg tak tahannyer bila dah penat mula la mintak dukung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRlxUn3CjI/AAAAAAAAATk/I__S4n4T0Ig/s1600-h/DSCN5275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRlxUn3CjI/AAAAAAAAATk/I__S4n4T0Ig/s320/DSCN5275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202895367543654962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mula2 nak bergmbr romantik je ngan suamiku yg terchenta, tp biasa la ada je budak kecik interframe. huhuhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRldUn3CiI/AAAAAAAAATc/f6auKTFXsZk/s1600-h/DSCN5262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRldUn3CiI/AAAAAAAAATc/f6auKTFXsZk/s320/DSCN5262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202895023946271266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hari tu ada org kata aku ngan dibah kembar tu.. hehehe.. tak tercabar ke dibah. keskeskes. (kitaorg gap umur 11 thn ok). pai kata tatau la apa sebenarnya, aku ke yg nmpk muda, dibah ke yg nmpk TUE. larikkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRlI0n3ChI/AAAAAAAAATU/Xg32gGrzxOo/s1600-h/DSCN5266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRlI0n3ChI/AAAAAAAAATU/Xg32gGrzxOo/s320/DSCN5266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202894671758952978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni aksi mari menerajang abbadun ke dalam semak. (sila teka yg mana satu abbad. hehehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRkX0n3CgI/AAAAAAAAATM/2IupDWvdBXY/s1600-h/DSCN5260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRkX0n3CgI/AAAAAAAAATM/2IupDWvdBXY/s320/DSCN5260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202893829945362946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorang anak kandung (yg tengah berlari2 manja tu), sorang anak angkat ( yg tengah buat aksi apa tatau tu), sorang lagi adik kandung (yg tgh posing jelita tu)... all of whom I love, very very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRkB0n3CfI/AAAAAAAAATE/G7cUlRldj5s/s1600-h/DSCN5254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRkB0n3CfI/AAAAAAAAATE/G7cUlRldj5s/s320/DSCN5254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202893451988240882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gals line up, well.. 4 dara pingitan dan sorang mak budak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRjcEn3CeI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xM-zQH7UsGk/s1600-h/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRjcEn3CeI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xM-zQH7UsGk/s320/IMG_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202892803448179170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ajmal and shafiyyah; both buah hati ibu dan ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRi-En3CdI/AAAAAAAAAS0/EA7M-1uDxsU/s1600-h/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRi-En3CdI/AAAAAAAAAS0/EA7M-1uDxsU/s320/IMG_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202892288052103634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;depan fountain yg besar amat dalam alnwick garden, about 1.5 hr from berwick  where we've stayed. 2 handsome looking guys is not in the picture sbb kena paksa jadi cameraman, the rest of the rombongan cik kiah was happily posing for the camera ; pai, adik, suamiku terchenta, dibah, diriku sendiri, apin, sab, kakak, kai chiat, sapes, abbad, nuax dan minmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRhZEn3CcI/AAAAAAAAASs/FmE2f1vPMc8/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRhZEn3CcI/AAAAAAAAASs/FmE2f1vPMc8/s320/IMG_0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202890552885316034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik dengan abg pai posing tepi pantai dekat caravan park yg kitaorg stay for 3 nights. Adik manja abang pai, bangun tido selalu tanya "where's abg pai?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRgHUn3CbI/AAAAAAAAASk/kbCCgxdZxtk/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRgHUn3CbI/AAAAAAAAASk/kbCCgxdZxtk/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202889148431010226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik main jongkang jongkit. ada la bertahan dalam 2 minit, pastu dia dah berasak nak terjun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRe3kn3CaI/AAAAAAAAASc/dqdjD0P5OTw/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRe3kn3CaI/AAAAAAAAASc/dqdjD0P5OTw/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202887778336442786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak and mak usu . we conquered the playground and make it like our own until other kids start coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDReN0n3CZI/AAAAAAAAASU/ipYwMFHLhuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDReN0n3CZI/AAAAAAAAASU/ipYwMFHLhuQ/s320/IMG_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202887061076904338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one sunny day at the park dan adik... buat aksi sin chan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRcWkn3CYI/AAAAAAAAASM/87jing7FnsY/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRcWkn3CYI/AAAAAAAAASM/87jing7FnsY/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885012377504130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one lucky bday gal with tones (well, almost..) of presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRbHEn3CXI/AAAAAAAAASE/-4cgPWwNal0/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRbHEn3CXI/AAAAAAAAASE/-4cgPWwNal0/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202883646577903986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni posing beramai2; from left: ajmal, hadi, shafiyyah, maisarah, afif, lutfi dan fahmi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRaTEn3CWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/J_V5A0vWDfk/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRaTEn3CWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/J_V5A0vWDfk/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202882753224706402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yess... aksi2 gaya bebas. Maisarah angkat tangan pasal dia tengok hadi angkat tangan. kakak macam biasa pose maintain, dan adik... well... dia kan selalu ada pose tersendiri. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRZn0n3CVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/vGYvkVHR_64/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRZn0n3CVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/vGYvkVHR_64/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202882010195364178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;birthday gal yg pose habis dengan baju yg dibeli disponsor oleh kak dibah, siap dengan matching socks and necklace. tenkiu kak dibah! rambut pulak di'set'kan oleh mak usu... tenkiu mak usu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRY20n3CUI/AAAAAAAAARs/7wi8I5Q2Mvo/s1600-h/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDRY20n3CUI/AAAAAAAAARs/7wi8I5Q2Mvo/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202881168381774146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cuaca baik masa bday shafiyyah hari  tu, so we've been able to do it outdoor. Anak2 la gumbira after months of 'hibernation' during winter.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nota: mama, gambar2 dekat edinburgh nnt amar upload ek. oh, by the way.. the tide is quite low for the time being. There's been no hurricane, tornado or whatsoever.. only spring breeze, which is nice when the sun shines and a bit chilling sometimes during cloudy days. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-3806711401224098014?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3806711401224098014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3806711401224098014' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3806711401224098014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3806711401224098014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/05/rombongan-cik-kiah-part-i.html' title='ROMBONGAN CIK KIAH part I'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SDR1AEn3CwI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Veotx3lLyDA/s72-c/IMG_0380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-4437689258200449952</id><published>2008-05-14T09:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:25:59.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HARI YG GUMBIRA....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SCqvFkn3CTI/AAAAAAAAARk/GmHY0sC_GQY/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SCqvFkn3CTI/AAAAAAAAARk/GmHY0sC_GQY/s400/IMG_0396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200161230017726770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni gambar bunga yg dah diarrange atas meja.  sayang jugak tak dapat letak dlm vase yg lagi cantek  sbb sumer dah packing dlm kotak mase  pindah hari tu. But anyway, those roses are still  mencairkan hati on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SCqedkn3CSI/AAAAAAAAARc/W3L4Owh1-OM/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SCqedkn3CSI/AAAAAAAAARc/W3L4Owh1-OM/s400/IMG_0393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200142950636914978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;TERHARUNYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ANAK KASIK BUNGA.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teima kasih ROY untuk bunga ros yg sampai dlm kotak pagi tadi. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That was beautifully unexpected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;akak suke.. akak suke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nota: when somebody makes me feel at the lowest, there are dozen others open up their heart to offer  me love, unconditionally. Allah's  willing. Alhamdullilah.&lt;/span&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/29252625-4437689258200449952?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/4437689258200449952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=4437689258200449952' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/4437689258200449952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/4437689258200449952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/05/hari-yg-gumbira.html' title='HARI YG GUMBIRA....'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SCqvFkn3CTI/AAAAAAAAARk/GmHY0sC_GQY/s72-c/IMG_0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-2898285005569077662</id><published>2008-05-09T11:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T13:05:02.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNTUK BONDA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SCQsOCx1VRI/AAAAAAAAARU/WuvYgFpYXOk/s1600-h/mother%27s+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SCQsOCx1VRI/AAAAAAAAARU/WuvYgFpYXOk/s400/mother%27s+day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198328489668072722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UNTUK BONDA KAMI YG TERCHENTA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PN.ASMA LEBAI AZIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;SELAMAT HARI IBU !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Semoga mama, papa dan kita sekeluarga sentiasa dibawah rahmatNya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Doakan untuk kesejahteraan anak-anak mama ni......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAYANG MAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nota:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ting mama de hua bie rang ta shou shang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to mother's words, don't let her get hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ting mama de hua-jay chou-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-2898285005569077662?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/2898285005569077662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=2898285005569077662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2898285005569077662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2898285005569077662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/05/untuk-bonda.html' title='UNTUK BONDA...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SCQsOCx1VRI/AAAAAAAAARU/WuvYgFpYXOk/s72-c/mother%27s+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3366191989643541267</id><published>2008-04-28T01:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:08:37.618+01:00</updated><title type='text'>unspoken (inert mode)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;MY GESTURES OF LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lepaskan peganganku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan biar kamu bertatih sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerana kamu bosan dan jelak dengan aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau kamu tersepak batu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu jatuh luka berdarah lututmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu tolehlah kebelakang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku akan tetap ada disitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tunggu kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan ubat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;nota: just the other side of me I myself rarely seen. (sungguh aku tak pandai bermadah, tp saje tetiba ingin mencuba *wink*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-3366191989643541267?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3366191989643541267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3366191989643541267' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3366191989643541267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3366191989643541267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/04/unspoken-inert-mode.html' title='unspoken (inert mode)'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-146746256974377632</id><published>2008-04-15T11:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:10:06.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IBU JARI KAKI SAYA SAKIT</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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASNKD3eFvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_yxOuOCrfOY/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASNKD3eFvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_yxOuOCrfOY/s320/DSC00765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189427874613827314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni gambar kat rumah dibah. adik ngan kakak ngan kak dibah  ngan kak lea.&lt;br /&gt;lama dah tak jumpa kak lea,  rindu kak lea la kan...&lt;br /&gt;bila la agaknyer  kak lea nak datang jenjalan rumah kita ek? &lt;br /&gt;kak lea, kak lea, nnt kalu senang dtg rumah kitaorg ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASM_z3eFuI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0ZoH3O2wgdo/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASM_z3eFuI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0ZoH3O2wgdo/s320/DSC00767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189427698520168162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambar aksi tatau apa. sorang macam blur, 2 org nmpk mcm tido,&lt;br /&gt;dan lagi sorang tatau kenape nampak cam tido tp mulut ternganga. hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASM2T3eFtI/AAAAAAAAAPU/wxYbpDoct0A/s1600-h/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASM2T3eFtI/AAAAAAAAAPU/wxYbpDoct0A/s320/DSC00726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189427535311410898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak posing ngan kak lea kat park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;masa  tu kakak still skolah kat pipworth primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; sekarang dah tukar ke netherthorpe primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASMsz3eFsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/O9Krg_hF_nA/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASMsz3eFsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/O9Krg_hF_nA/s320/DSC00722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189427372102653634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adik dgn  gumbiranya sedang bermain kat park.&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni nak main kat park pun blom    sesuai sgt.&lt;br /&gt; cuaca masih lagi sejuk gedi walaupun dah nak masuk bulan 5.&lt;br /&gt;bila la agaknyer nak summer.. huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASC1T3eFrI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Jxn1QwQz1Lg/s1600-h/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASC1T3eFrI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Jxn1QwQz1Lg/s320/DSC00721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189416523015263922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakak ngan adik posing atas slide.  nasib slide tu kecik je, kalu tak ngan mak depa sekali join.&lt;br /&gt;best gak kan main slide, aku selalu teringin nak main slide kat water park yg ala2 tinggi  sayup gitu. tatau la berani ke tidak kan, pasal hari tu naik roller coaster pun rasa mcm nak  tercabut gue nyer usus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASCmT3eFqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Q_NC5tyFzuM/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASCmT3eFqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Q_NC5tyFzuM/s320/DSC00714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189416265317226146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yessss, lama dah adik tak buat aksi spiderman ni sekarang. maklumla, dah besau... tak pesen la jadi spiderman ye tak. sekarang ni adik tgh suka bergaya cam main gitar pulak.  nnt la satu hari aku bawak kamera pegi rumah pai pastu boleh amek gambar aksi2 hebat adik. hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASCYz3eFpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bO8aLnpllh0/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASCYz3eFpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bO8aLnpllh0/s320/DSC00649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189416033388992146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni rasanya kat rumah gie. tak ingat dah  buat apa masa tu. bukak posa agaknyer. gambar lama dah ni, ramadhan tahun lepas tak silap. sekarang si kecik maisarah pun dah masuk 2 tahun umur dia dan sudah menjadi semakin come lote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASCOT3eFoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/D73Vjr2iLjQ/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASCOT3eFoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/D73Vjr2iLjQ/s320/DSC00664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189415853000365698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aksi stunt adik ngan kak dibah. tu baru sikit. ada byk lagi aksi stunt bebudak ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASCAj3eFnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VTkRc7f6WM8/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASCAj3eFnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VTkRc7f6WM8/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189415616777164402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.. eh.. aksi spiderman lagi. tapi ni pun gambar lama.&lt;br /&gt; masa tu adik lom pandai main gitar lagi. hahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASB3z3eFmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1D2CJkVPbEg/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASB3z3eFmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1D2CJkVPbEg/s320/DSC00655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189415466453309026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aksi mari memicit pipi  tembam budak  kecik  yg menggeramkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASBrT3eFlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pRb9xjkHVII/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASBrT3eFlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pRb9xjkHVII/s320/DSC00648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189415251704944210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni pulak skill tunjuk lidah sambil mengembangkan hidung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;entry takde keja carik keja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tgh godek2 komputer dibah  tetiba terjumpa pulak gambar2 lama. Lama tak lama sangat la.. dalam akhir tahun lepas. Nasib baik masa godek2 komputer dibah tak terjumpa gambar2 censored mcm dekat komputer orang itu. Larikkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!! hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laptop kat dalam bilik kakak sekarang dah ada dua bijik. Satu laptop aku yg telah dipindah milik sepenuhnya  pada adik pasal dia nak main GTA  sampai org lain langsung takde chance nak guna. Satu lagi laptop dibah pasal sekarang dibah dah jadi roomate kakak. hahahahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan kepada mereka2 yg suka sgt tertanya2 dan speku: tak, dibah tak balik msia kawen ngan abbad. Dibah ada kat rumah kitaorg ni. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entry yg lepas saya ada ckp ada second cousin nak kawin bulan ogos nnt, tak lama lps tu dapat plak berita sepupu pun nak kawin jugak akhir tahun ni. Dan macam penyakit berjangkit, minggu lepas mak cakap anak sepupu pun nak kawin jugak julai nnt. huhuhuu.. apa la dorang ni kan. Hari tu masa aku tersadai je kat msia takde pun sesapa teringin nak kawin. Aku bukan apa, teringin nak makan kat meja pengantin pasal lauk pauk dia sedap2. Pengantin kan ke kena makan ala2 je pasal kena control ayu. Tapi kecuali ler pengantin tu aku, pasal masa kawin dulu si photographer tu siap amek gambar aku tgh tadah doa masa nak makan beradap, tp  mata pengantin tgh terbeliak tgk lauk. boleh? si jurugmbr pun satu, cover line la sikit kan. Ni siap tinggal bahan bukti tu...... ermm, nampaknyer terpaksa la tunggu adinder2 sendiri kawin baru berpeluang makan ngan pengantin kan. Tapi adinder ku yg seorg itu takde nmpk tanda2 nak kawin pun. tatau la kalu apin nak langkah bendul pulak. hahahahahaha..........  ampun pin, speku semata2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sehari dua ni eczema adik kat tangan ngan kaki dia nmpk mcm makin ok, tapi dekat muka pulak makin parah. semalam tido asek je dia menggaru muka. bangun pagi dah rupe apa... abih bengkak2 muka sampai pegi skolah pun cikgu tanya. Nasib la kat sini budak eczema kira common, takde la cikgu dia ingat kitaorg dera anak ke apa kan. cikgu dia suggest try letak evening primrose oil pulak kat muka. sat gi nak pi carik kat pharmacy. mana la tau kot2 berkesan, try je la kan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oooo... kitaorg ada booking utk pegi bercuti ke scotland awal bulan mei nnt. tunggu apin datang. Tapi kalau apin tak datang pun kitaorg pegi jugak pasal dah bayar. Kali ni siap tempah minibus lagi. Abang sapez yg gagah perkasa akan jadik driver pasal dia je yg ada valid lisence. Lesen mesia tak laku kat sini bila dah lebih dari setahun. tu pun satu, ntah apa2 kan.. org putih ni mmg, suke paranoid. tapi takpe lah, dah negeri dia; dia punya pasal la kan.  Org mesia sendiri bukannyer semua betul sangat pon. So, cik apin.. cepat2 ek datang sini balik. Kalau boleh sebelum 27 april pasal nak buat bday kakak. Baju bday yg glamer habis dibah dah beli masa balik mesia hari tu, siap dgn matching socks ngan necklace lagi. oh  btw,  dibah ada jugak belikan aku baju  sutera yg ala2 selalu mak datin pakai tu. well.. terpaksa la kuruskan  badan secepat mungkin nampaknya. kot tak, tak vogue la nnt. hahahahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;itu saje  entry takde keja carik keja buat kali ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nota: ada org cakap tak lama lagi tokey calling card akan menjadi lebih kaya raya. hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-146746256974377632?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/146746256974377632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=146746256974377632' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/146746256974377632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/146746256974377632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/04/ibu-jari-kaki-saya-sakit.html' title='IBU JARI KAKI SAYA SAKIT'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/SASNKD3eFvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_yxOuOCrfOY/s72-c/DSC00765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1585278621356787633</id><published>2008-03-28T13:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:50:59.258Z</updated><title type='text'>SAYA RASA NAK JADI INVISIBLE JUGAKLAH :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJzwjhq56yg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJzwjhq56yg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R-5k6ynC5mI/AAAAAAAAAOE/giWLXs-a41Q/s1600-h/SSL20011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R-5k6ynC5mI/AAAAAAAAAOE/giWLXs-a41Q/s320/SSL20011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183191182330750562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;masa baru sampai alton tower. tengok la ada sorang budak kecik takmo jalan mintak dukung&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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R-4H5ynC5kI/AAAAAAAAAN0/77aPh3xUZ4E/s1600-h/SSL20032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R-4H5ynC5kI/AAAAAAAAAN0/77aPh3xUZ4E/s320/SSL20032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183088910569498178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dekat alton tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R-4GYSnC5jI/AAAAAAAAANs/0aI2fAh3wvE/s1600-h/SSL20029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R-4GYSnC5jI/AAAAAAAAANs/0aI2fAh3wvE/s320/SSL20029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183087235532252722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lagi gambar kat alton tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hari ini hari sabtu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ada banyak benda nak cerita, banyak benda nak tulis tp at the same time takde idea. Agaknyer sbb dah lama sangat tak menulis, my writing skills deteriorates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni I had a mixed feeling. So mixed up it confused me. Rasa2 mcm gembira pun ada, mcm sedih pun ada, mcm nak marah pun ada, rasa mcm sengal pun ada. huhuhuhu.... penat dowh hati aku ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni all I wished is to go home, yes, back in Tengganu where the wind blows hard but its not freezing cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni saya nak pegi tepi pantai Mengabang Telipot makan keropok lekor. I've tried to do it on my own once, but it turned up to be so keras and kenyal though we still finished it anyway. Don't make me start on the ikan goreng tepung, I'll be choked within my own words. fuhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni I wanted so much to be in a kenduri, surrounded by families. Tahun lps 2nd cousin yg rapat dgn kitaorg kawen. I missed all the excitement. Tahun ni insyaAllah, lagi sorang nak kawen and it looks like I'm going to miss it again. Harap2 adinder saya yg sorang tu tak buat pasal nak kawen ke apa before saya balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni saya teringat sangat kenangan masa zaman kecik2 dulu, masa kat sekolah. Being so naughty and well.. laid back almost all the time, I wonder how I survived schooldays. Tapi masa tu takde la cramped mcm zmn skrg kan.. masa tu mana ada budak skolah amek spm sampai 21 subjek. Yang dapat 9A1 in the whole mrsm pun tak ramai mana. Tgk la tahun depan sape plak yg nak masuk paper sbb dapat pecah rekod amek sampai 30 subjek plak ke (eh, berape ek max. subjek boleh ambik sebenarnya?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni saya berdoa pada Allah supaya tahun ni summer menjadi. Tak tahan la sejuk cenggini. Tahun lepas the real summer that we had only last for 2 weeks and thats it. The rest adalah hujan yg mencurah2 sampai banjir UK ni. Tak sabar ni nak buat bbq, dan semalam tgh tgk2 catalogue tesco ternampak plak gambor khemah. Terus rasa mcm nak pegi camping pulak walaupun diriku ini tak suka aktiviti2 yg melibatkan ketiadaan toilet yg sempurna. Ermm.. tp dorang kata buleh pegi camping site yg ada sediakan semua kemudahan tu, so kita tgk camane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni saya tgh tunggu bila la agaknya mak ayah saya nak datang sini. Saya dah dekat 2 thn setengah tak jumpa dorang. Nak balik mesia, nampaknyer semua org mcm tak menyokong je cita2 saya tu. Dorang sumer suruh saya cepat2 habiskan study then boleh balik for good. Tapi hati saya penat, jiwa saya lelah. Mama, papa, boleh tak datang sini tgk saya dan hiburkan hati saya yg lara ni? Walaupun saya sudah tua, tp saya masih manja dan homesick tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni kadang2 saya terpikir juga, patutnya saya bukak je tadika dulu. jadi cikgu besau. Maybe dah balik mesia nnt saya akan teruskan juga cita2 sebenar saya tu sbb saya dah kumpul byk jugak brg2 mainan dan buku2 yg saya beli di carboot sale. Tapi nnt cukup ke masa saya utk buat mcm2 kerja sekaligus? abis belajar nnt bonded je dah 7 tahun. Tunggulah dah abis belajar saya fikirkan semula. Buat masa ni saya teruskan je mengumpul brg2 dari carboot sbb tu dah jd satu hobby pulak sekrg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat masa ni saya tak pikirkan sgt pasal saya sebenarnya. Asalkan mak ayah saya gembira, adik2 saya gembira, suami dan anak2 saya gembira, semua kaum keluarga saya gembira, saya rasa saya boleh gembira. At least, saya masih suka tersenyum dan ketawa. Supervisor saya kata senyuman saya manis. hahahahahaha...... (dia nak amek ati psl masa tu saya tgh down sgt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sekarang, saya rasa tak sabar pulak nak tunggu hari senin. Saya nak pegi sekolah dan belajar rajin2.  ohh.. btw, selalunya saya monday blues. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;nota: bila kita diberi pilihan, berhati2  memilih. banyak yg perlu ditimbangkan. dan perasaan kita semata2, tidak semestinya duduk di tangga pertama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-1585278621356787633?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1585278621356787633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1585278621356787633' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1585278621356787633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1585278621356787633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/03/masa-nak-masuk-alton-tower-tgk-la-ada.html' title='SAYA RASA NAK JADI INVISIBLE JUGAKLAH :D'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R-5k6ynC5mI/AAAAAAAAAOE/giWLXs-a41Q/s72-c/SSL20011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1993470259898575385</id><published>2008-03-14T17:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:34:20.759Z</updated><title type='text'>AND THE SPRING IS COMING...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada lagi gambar2, nanti la pulak upload. dah tak larat. perut kenyang mata pun ngantuk....zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sKScEiFbI/AAAAAAAAANA/rAZorzKer8M/s1600-h/IMG_4067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sKScEiFbI/AAAAAAAAANA/rAZorzKer8M/s320/IMG_4067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177743508481643954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tak minat pun marilyn monroe ni. asal buleh je nak amik gambar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sJrcEiFaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/IetXoHVp3Lg/s1600-h/IMG_4004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sJrcEiFaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/IetXoHVp3Lg/s320/IMG_4004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177742838466745762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dalam madame tussauds. byk2 benda, shrek juga bebudak ni excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sJHMEiFZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LeVdqrI4kHE/s1600-h/IMG_3968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sJHMEiFZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LeVdqrI4kHE/s320/IMG_3968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177742215696487826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;giler ganazzzzz.... padan muka nuax kalu mak dia tgk abih la dia kena rotan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sIlMEiFYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9p88lKEG6tI/s1600-h/IMG_3967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sIlMEiFYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9p88lKEG6tI/s320/IMG_3967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177741631580935554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;comel tak? comey... comey lote....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sIOMEiFXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/zy1d_UYqw9E/s1600-h/IMG_3962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sIOMEiFXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/zy1d_UYqw9E/s320/IMG_3962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177741236443944306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;posing lagi walaupun gigi dah berlaga sebab sejuk gilos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sH3cEiFWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IeAjwIVzy-8/s1600-h/IMG_3946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sH3cEiFWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IeAjwIVzy-8/s320/IMG_3946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177740845601920354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ibu ngan ayah posing berlatarbelakangkan big ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sHfcEiFVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sh-NPfccE5I/s1600-h/IMG_3940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sHfcEiFVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sh-NPfccE5I/s320/IMG_3940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177740433285059922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rombongan cik kiah ke kota london, from left: nuax, min, adik, fa, kakak, sapiz and apin&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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sG8MEiFUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/p9NdvTEIt_c/s1600-h/IMG_3938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sG8MEiFUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/p9NdvTEIt_c/s320/IMG_3938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177739827694671170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;apin ngan min muhaimin (bak kata apin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sGa8EiFTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2HmL4WIs2xk/s1600-h/IMG_3935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sGa8EiFTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2HmL4WIs2xk/s320/IMG_3935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177739256464020786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak, with london eye as background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sF_cEiFSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8_poc30E1vk/s1600-h/IMG_3901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sF_cEiFSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8_poc30E1vk/s320/IMG_3901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177738784017618210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik pose ngan ibu ala2 superman soulja boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sFp8EiFRI/AAAAAAAAALw/L02wAPnVMtI/s1600-h/IMG_3888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sFp8EiFRI/AAAAAAAAALw/L02wAPnVMtI/s320/IMG_3888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177738414650430738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mak usu ngan kakak posing depan train station masa hari nak pegi manchester tapi tak jadi sbb sumer train ke manchester dibatalkan kerana ada org bunuh diri kat track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sE_cEiFQI/AAAAAAAAALo/qz4El9qxhx8/s1600-h/IMG_3856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sE_cEiFQI/AAAAAAAAALo/qz4El9qxhx8/s320/IMG_3856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177737684505990402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;main salji kat belakang rumah. rumah ni backyard dia best sbb besar dan privacy. ala2 backyard lagi besar dari rumah gitu. huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sEccEiFPI/AAAAAAAAALg/gCaDkuYkXMA/s1600-h/IMG_3823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sEccEiFPI/AAAAAAAAALg/gCaDkuYkXMA/s320/IMG_3823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177737083210568946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni la dia rupa rumah kitaorg. rumah semiD btk L. yg terkeluar ke depan ngan garage sebelah tu je pun. tapi nmpk cantik la time ada salji hari tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sED8EiFOI/AAAAAAAAALY/Q6KUquP5jVQ/s1600-h/IMG_3792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sED8EiFOI/AAAAAAAAALY/Q6KUquP5jVQ/s320/IMG_3792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177736662303773922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;living room rumah baru (baru tak baru la sekarang kan) yg ngam2 bebudak ni melompat je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sB4cEiFNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/EqD0WWRHUgg/s1600-h/IMG_3771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sB4cEiFNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/EqD0WWRHUgg/s320/IMG_3771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177734265712022738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni kat rumah lama, last night kat situ. semua org dah bosan so ada 2 org budak kecik berlakon jadi spongebob and patrick dlm flat screen tv. hehehehehe...&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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sBUMEiFMI/AAAAAAAAALI/AYDxMtNOoz0/s1600-h/IMG_3743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sBUMEiFMI/AAAAAAAAALI/AYDxMtNOoz0/s320/IMG_3743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177733642941764802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni gambar masa hari raya haji. sehari dua lepas apin sampai UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wuihhh.. lama betol tak update blog ni. rumah kitaorg baru je masuk internet isnin lepas, huhuhuhu... after several months without internet connection at home. The one that is most relieved is my dear hubby. Now he can do lots of things (read: main online games) apart from just hooking on grand theft auto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ada banyak jugak gambar nak upload. Kitaorg ada jalan2 bawak apin tgk2 UK yg serba sejuk nih. When we went to London last month, it was freezing cold and the temperature during the day was like -2C. Giler sejuk.. tapi amatlah tabah utk berjalan2 kan. The journey itself is nerve wrecking since it was a very last minute decision. We got a room to stay only when we reached London at 11pm with two small kids, lucky that we had ramai bodyguards. hehehehehehe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We spent 3D2N in London, going on the bus tour and things.. but nothing would compare to the 'ais kacang a.k.a ABC' that we had at Satay House. Serius... 2 tahun lebih tu tak jumpa ABC, therefore I finish the whole big glass on my own. call me kuat melantak or anything, I don't care. I would happily do it again if I had the chance. keskeskes.... ( tima kasih to Sapiz yg belanja malam tu, tatau la berapa ratus pound kena kan pasal sumer org order takde hengat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We also went to Alton Tower. Its a theme park with all those crazy rides on the roller coaster. Hubby and me tried one, dan sumpah takmo naik dah. Rasa mcm nak tercabut gua nyer usus. 5 saat pertama je bukak mata, pastu dah tutup mata sambil menjerit2 sekuat hati. sungguh, mmg sekuat hati sampai sakit anak tekak. Haruslah aku yg paling over skali menjerit masa tu, tp dah takut sangat punya pasal.. malu belakang kira, jerit dulu. hahahahahaha.... Lepas dari tu, rides yg lain kitaorg tgk je. Kasik org2 muda yg jantung masih gagah je naik walaupun ada gak sorang anak muda yg tak naik dgn alasan takut tangan dia dislocate. ye la tu...... cover line kan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh, our journey to Alton Tower drenched all of us to the max.. sesat barat sampai rasa nak panggil tow truck je tarik kitaorg balik. Tapi mcm biasa la kan, kuat semangat nih, gigih.. pusing punya pusing jumpa la jugak at last. Kalu study gitu punya gigih harusla 2 tahun dah abih phd. huhuhuhuhuhuhu............... tertekannnnnnnnnnnnn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masa tgh serabut2 pindah rumah last december sempat jugak mencelah pegi stoke on trent dgn sal + family &amp;amp; kina + family, tmpt org2 melayu borong pinggan mangkuk. yessss... dah nama org pompuan kan. hubby tanya kalu makan pinggan cantik dan mahal, makanan tu jadik lagi sedap ke? hehehehe, silap la nak sindir2 gitu kan, haruslah tak makan saman. Maka hasilnya kitaorg balik ngan keta yg penuh dgn kotak. Tak cukup bonet, sampai penuh tempat kaki. hehehehehe... puas hati makcik, at least for the time being. hahahahahahahaha.... Lepas tu hotel yg kitaorg duduk tu dah la dpt murah ( credit tu kina yg mmg cekap gile bab2 cenggini) siap ada sauna segala macam, freeeeeeeeeee. Kitaorg pun apa lagi, mlm tu lepas berehat jap terus turun mandi kolam ngan berjakuzi ngan bersauna sambil jamu mata. Mmg terbakar gak ler lemak2 yg ada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak and adik is doing very well at school. Kakak had received several awards, one of it for an excellent story writing. Adik is enjoying school too, playing with sand and water and marbles and playdough and all... recently he told me that hes been playing with spaghetti. Tu dia... abih sumer benda boleh buat main katanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two week me and my usrah team opened a stall during Sheffield Games. Gerai kitaorg jual macam2.. nasi dagang, nasi kerabu, pasembor, rojak buah, kuih muih and the list go on. untung pun alhamdullilah, and all the profit will be used for good cause insyaAllah. Letih mmg la letih, tapi dia punya syok meniaga tu cover it all. Apin pun takes part as a volunteer, so dia dapat baju free warna kuning menyelau satu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apin is supposed to go back to Msia on the 28th Feb but her stay was extended until 25th march. oh, congrats sis for your spm result. honestly, you are farrrrr better than i am when i was your age. Keep up the good work ek. For a certain reason theres been a huge urge for me to extend her stay one more time, but since shes applying for a university place, scholarship and all that might need her to attend interview/s, i'm letting her go this time. Hey, tak aci kan.. I've been babysitting her the whole six months after I finished my spm. Its payback time... hahahahahaha! ( no, its not the main reason though.... hehehehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I need a slap so that I'll be more hardworking. My hubby promised me to give me a very 'manja' one.  That should do it. Dan kepada ayahanda dan bonda ku, bila la mama ngan papa nak datang sini ni??????? lama tau tunggu. And takmo datang one by one okay. I want both of you at the same time. Tak aci la asyik kasik alasan nak tunggu apin. huhuhuhuhuhuhu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nota: its early spring, and theres more than just those daffodils that are blossoming. Something beautiful is working its way too. Love. I hope. We hope. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-1993470259898575385?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1993470259898575385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1993470259898575385' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1993470259898575385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1993470259898575385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-spring-is-coming.html' title='AND THE SPRING IS COMING...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/R9sKScEiFbI/AAAAAAAAANA/rAZorzKer8M/s72-c/IMG_4067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1296279837588681990</id><published>2008-01-22T13:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-22T13:49:27.628Z</updated><title type='text'>BABY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;No, its not what u think. No, i'm definitely not expecting.. at least not now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its my big 'baby' : ajmal. He starts schooling now though with a slight reluctance and tears in the morning. But he settle down really well with him being able to play with sands and water as much as he likes it. Thats the reason why he still wants to go I reckoned, despite being afraid of the assistant teacher whom he called 'mata' just because shes wearing glasses. He cries everytime we're leaving, but I know he'll put a brave face and get through the day enjoying himself.. after all he is mummy's boy, he'll be brave. We all need to be brave and go on along the path that we've chosen, going through all the dip and curve just to get to the finishing line.. whatever it takes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shafiyyah adapts very well in her new school. She's always like that, she have it in her blood. What amazed me about shafiyyah is the fact that she can still remember  most of her friends, especially those who are dear to her, back to when she was in Malaysia. Hey, she still says that Najmi is her 'boyfriend'... I wonder if najmi even remember her at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for me, well... I'm still holding on, trying hard to keep my feet on the ground each time. It never easy to feel it in your heart whats not there from the very beginning. But I believe Allah knows best. People say 'what don't kill you will only make you stronger', then I hope the saying is true. No, I'm not just hoping.. I'm praying that its true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubby will start the NDT courses very soon, InsyaAllah. Alhamdullilah my lil' sis is here for the time being. She helps a lot with the house chores. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what.. sometimes in life we need to do what we're expected to do in order for us to be able to do what we want to........ it might take longer, it will be harder, but I know one day it'll all be worthwhile. All the sacrifice, all the pain.......... InsyaAllah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nota: self-centered. sometimes people think being self-centered is what best for them. well.. they either forgot or simply didn't know that life is much, much more than just ourselves. Life is also about others. Don't just go and underestimate the latter neither take it for granted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-1296279837588681990?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1296279837588681990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1296279837588681990' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1296279837588681990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1296279837588681990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby.html' title='BABY'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8201456510516659884</id><published>2008-01-05T09:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-05T09:27:04.337Z</updated><title type='text'>YG KURIK ITU  KENDI, YG MERAH ITU SAGA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"yg baik itu kan budi, yg indah itulah  bahasa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAH SELAMAT BERPINDAH RANDAH. Walaupun macam2 rintangan terpaksa dilalui, akhirnya berjaya la jugak kitaorg berhijrah. Dah jadi org bandar la katanya.. harharharhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sedih jugak rasa hati nak meninggalkan rumah yg kitaorg dah duduk selama 2 tahun. Disitu banyak tawa dan tangis nya. Tapi hijrah ini insyaAllah utk sesuatu yg lebih baik, doa saya begitu lah. And my prayers also go to those who'd helped us in so many ways during the process of moving in and out; asmala &amp;amp; family, tamreen, tariq, zubir, shah &amp;amp; family, sal &amp;amp; family, abg fuad, gie &amp;amp; family, zakaria &amp;amp; family, fathiah &amp;amp; family, the ever helpful 15 wilko guys yg sudi menerima kami disaat kami memerlukan and my special thanks to kina &amp;amp; family yg tolong masak kuew tiau utk hari kitaorg berpindah tu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kina: Its been a wonderful 2 years thats full of love and we cherished every moments being your neighbour. Though you're no longer living next to us, I can assure you that you'll always have that place of yours in our heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jadinya, tahun baru, rumah baru serta keazaman yg baru. InsyaAllah tahun ini akan jadi lebih baik dari tahun2 sebelumnya utk semua. Sekarang kitaorg masih dalam proses menyesuaikan diri dgn rumah baru yg kecik seto'et tu... huhuhuhu. Bak kata suamiku, jalan sikit langgar pintu, terlajak sikit langgar almari.. haha. Tapi apapun rumah baru ni sangat comel dan sebab kecomelannya itu, maka senang sikit nak mengemas. Nanti bila dah settle down, kita postkan gambar kat sini. But for now, got to go.  Ni pun menumpang komputer dak nuax nak update blog. So till then, happy new year utk semua. Jangan lupa, yg baik-baik saja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nota: If you live your life just thinking of your ownself and let others slipped away, then what a shame.. what a shame.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8201456510516659884?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8201456510516659884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8201456510516659884' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8201456510516659884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8201456510516659884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2008/01/yg-kurik-itu-kendi-yg-merah-itu-saga.html' title='YG KURIK ITU  KENDI, YG MERAH ITU SAGA...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-174843509084330924</id><published>2007-12-20T00:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:39:21.178Z</updated><title type='text'>MELANTUN (tak kena gaya)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pernah dengar perkataan "BODOH MELANTUN-LANTUN"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu adalah sifat bodoh yg tidak statik.. dia bersifat dinamik dan pecutannya bertambah dengan masa. Dan saya rasa sifat 'bodoh melantun tak reti duduk setempat' ni la yg selalu membuatkan org melayu sering terkebelakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh.. saya ada sbb kenapa saya emo sgt ni, its just the protective side of me kicking. Nnt bila keadaan sesuai saya cerita. Bukan apa, kalau saya cerita skrg, saya tau ada ramai org akan sependapat dgn saya maka akan membuatkan saya berlebihan pula emosionalnya. Bila saya terlebih emo ditambah pula dgn sifat protective saya ni, mungkin saya akan buat sesuatu yg boleh menyebabkan si bodoh melantun2 tak tentu hala. Bila melantun tak tentu hala, saya takut w= fs =0.  nnt lebih teruk jadinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buat masa ni saya tak mau layan dulu emo saya. lebih baik the protective side of me starts doin' some thinking. Mungkin its not fair to ask this from all of you, tp boleh ke tolong doakan apa yg saya nak cuba lakukan ini berjaya. Dan juga, apa yg saya nak buat ni adalah utk kebaikan. Sungguh, percayalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nota: saya sangat gembira kalau dapat jadi knight of shining armour esp utk org2 yg saya sayang. Saya rasa hidup saya lebih bermakna... saya tau, mereka tau saya sayang mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-174843509084330924?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/174843509084330924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=174843509084330924' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/174843509084330924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/174843509084330924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/12/melantun-tak-kena-gaya.html' title='MELANTUN (tak kena gaya)...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1486960432846013277</id><published>2007-12-16T23:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:03:58.340Z</updated><title type='text'>dan PINDAH dan RANDAH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDQnkYwfNfk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDQnkYwfNfk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka lagu ni jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a point to ponder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have any of you ever make a vital decision, which your life depended on it but end up regretting? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever think that what you'd done is the best for you but soon realized it might not be the best path to choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever wish you can turn back time so that you can handle things differently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nota: If only I can shout and yell it to the world...&lt;br /&gt;nota2: keja pindah randah ni memenatkan... dan packing memacking boleh buat pinggang anda rasa sakit, sungguh. Harap kamu kasihan.&lt;br /&gt;nota3: dan lebih memeritkan bila hati juga penat dan lelah. Harap kamu mengerti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-1486960432846013277?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1486960432846013277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1486960432846013277' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1486960432846013277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1486960432846013277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-just-point-to-ponder.html' title='dan PINDAH dan RANDAH...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3342046099604812658</id><published>2007-12-13T23:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:38:19.130Z</updated><title type='text'>AKU, SAYA DAN KESAH.</title><content type='html'>I don't really understand why I'm superduper sensitive lately. I get irritated over smallest thing, I get annoyed over slightest flaw.. maybe I'm just tired, or maybe I'm actually exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe I've opened my heart to too many things that I've made it vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nota: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.aku kadang2 ada juga rasa utk tidak 'cakna'. Tapi, kalau aku lakukan itu, maka aku bukan lagi aku. So, in order to be me, being hurt to some extend is the risk I would take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.eye bag saya sudah menjadi begitu obvious sekali, mungkin sebab keletihan sangat sejak kebelakangan ni. rindu sungguh nak buat treatment dekat salon mustika ratu syuhadah di bukit katil itu. Best tau.. mula2 masuk sauna, pastu urut satu badan, pastu lulur lah, mangir lah.. pastu berendam mandi rempah. Dekat sini sejuk beku, jangankan berendam mandi rempah, nak mandi pun pikir banyak kali. hahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.biasanya saya akan sangat 'cengir' kalau tgh PMS, tp cengir dan supersentitive adalah 2 perkara yg tak sama jadi tentu penyebabnya pun tak serupa. Lagipun cengir saya tu datang secara berkitar sahaja dan biasanya sangat mudah dijangka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.sejak disini,memasak sudah jadi satu passion,something that I would be happy to do and something that I do when I'm happy. Cuma kebelakangan ni, saya sudah jarang memasak seperti dulu. Mungkin sebab saya sibuk dan terlalu penat, mungkin...Bukan saya dah jadi tak suka memasak, saya suka.. tinggal lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.makin lama, saya makin jelas yg 'engineering is just not me' tp sudah terlajak sampai ambik Phd. Tak agak2 nak terlajak kan... saya lebih sukakan sesuatu yg bersifat humanitarian secara langsung. Nnt saya cuba fikirkan equation yg boleh menghubungkannya. huuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;Btw, saya ada cita2 yg pada dasarnya tidak memerlukan saya terjebak dengan apa2 yg berkaitan dgn engineering ni, at least not this far. But again, its what I'm doing right now that might lead me to what I want. Allah knows best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.ooo... bibik saya baru sampai dari Malaysia petang tadi. ya, bibik yg kadang2 cengir lagi dari saya bila dia PMS. hahahahahahahaha... ampun... nama dia apin.&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/29252625-3342046099604812658?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3342046099604812658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3342046099604812658' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3342046099604812658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3342046099604812658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/12/aku-saya-dan-kesah.html' title='AKU, SAYA DAN KESAH.'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3549156820937526069</id><published>2007-12-07T11:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:52:35.389Z</updated><title type='text'>TIBA2 AWAN ITU PERGI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TQQ6SfPZggw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TQQ6SfPZggw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cik kuna sayang puteri pucuk kelompang sorang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dulu kita suka sangat lagu ni kan.. sekarang aku tepek lagu ni kat sini sebab aku rindu awak sangat2. Aku rindu nak macam dulu2, dok golek2 ngan awak.. walaupun kita macam kucing siam ngan kucing baka kampung (hahahahahahaha....), gaduh tiap2 hari, tapi kita sentiasa sangat happy sebab apapun kita tetap bespren in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;anakanda2 ibu yg sedang meniti zaman remaja sekalian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lagu ini pun ditujukan utk korang jugak. lihatlah disekeliling, kasih sayang itu ada dimana2, tinggal lagi nak terima atau tidak saja. ibu sudah tua... sudah tak faham konflik semasa jiwa remaja. But one thing I knew for sure, these and those memories of being young, is what you all will be cherished later. So my love, create a nice one will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nota: ayah saya selalu pesan.." yg baik2 saja... yg baik2 saja." huhuhuuhu.. rindu mak kite.. rindu ayah kite... bila la nak boleh balik msia niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-3549156820937526069?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3549156820937526069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3549156820937526069' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3549156820937526069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3549156820937526069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/12/cik-kuna-sayang-puteri-pucuk-kelompang.html' title='TIBA2 AWAN ITU PERGI...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-9172140144484492920</id><published>2007-12-02T13:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:24:27.187Z</updated><title type='text'>HARI ITU DAN HARI INI.. TIDAK SERUPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;notakepala: ini kesah kawan kepada kawan kepada kawan saya. Dia tak ada blog sendiri maka saya dgn baik hati tumpangkan blog saya dan this friend of friend of friend of mine quite sure that somebody dear to them read this blog. ( well.. I can't help it that i'm pretty femes kan...keskeskes..) Tolonglah percaya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things change, people change, always for a reason.. perhaps something better though it can as well be unintentionally something worse. And being human, being selfish maybe, sometimes we want things or people to remain the same, to be just like things or they were especially when it seems so perfect the way it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things change, people change, always for a reason.. tonite you were family, brothers, sisters, even friends... the next morning you can be a total stranger. Sometimes it happen gradually, sometimes it came as a blow you didn't see its coming. The thing is, you hurt even more when you're not prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things change, people change, always for a reason.. but one day, when you looked back of the old days, it'll make you smile knowing that part of your life is full of love and somewhere deep down, you knew that you'll missed it. Some people say if you love somebody too much, you need to let them go, I personally don't agree with this since I usually fight for what I want, for people I love and I would never let go, not without putting a brave fight.. after all this is what this special entry is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things change, people change, always for a reason.. but if one day things and people are about to change back to where it or they were.. we are here, waiting with our arms full stretched..  whateva it is our love will always remain the same because the day it was given to you, we gave it unconditionally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;notakaki: I'm never good with words.. at least not verbally. I never knew how to put words in the artistic kind of ways coz with me its always so straightforward. But that doesn't mean I'm not aware or doesn't care. I do aware, I do care in my own naive way...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/29252625-9172140144484492920?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/9172140144484492920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=9172140144484492920' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/9172140144484492920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/9172140144484492920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/12/hari-itu-dan-hari-ini-tidak-serupa.html' title='HARI ITU DAN HARI INI.. TIDAK SERUPA'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-2837673414023979099</id><published>2007-11-25T13:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-25T14:09:04.967Z</updated><title type='text'>RUMAH ITU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya: ooooo...  balik kampung.. ooooo balik kampung.. ooooo balik kampung..  hati girang!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kamu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shhhhhuihhh... jgn nyanyi boleh ke? suara kamu sumbang, lgpun saya tak suka balik rumah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya:  errr.. kenapa? rumah kamu berhantu ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kamu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;memang.. rumah saya berhantu dan berdarah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya: lorrr.. ngerinya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kamu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tp, yg ngeri bukan rumah itu tp saya!  sebab saya misteri  dan jiwa saya  kacau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya: kamu ada  pernah lihat cerita I know what you did last summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kamu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;saya allergic kepada televisyen.  saya kan misteri dan saya suka bergelap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya: kamu tau org jahat dlm cerita tu membunuh  pakai apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kamu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya: PAKAI CANGKUK!  ye, betul... pakai cangkuk. Saya pun ada beli satu cangkuk mcm tu. saje je beritahu kamu  incase kamu tak tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-2837673414023979099?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/2837673414023979099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=2837673414023979099' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2837673414023979099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2837673414023979099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/11/rumah-itu.html' title='RUMAH ITU...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8174318256661464451</id><published>2007-11-16T22:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:14:37.312Z</updated><title type='text'>BUKAN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've done it before, and I have every rights in my every single veins to believe that you're capable of doing it again. After all, I should've known. I should've known... thats why I keep reminding myself so that I won't forget. No. Never. Not in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s: entry in tak termasuk dlm entry 'gumbira'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8174318256661464451?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8174318256661464451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8174318256661464451' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8174318256661464451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8174318256661464451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/11/bukan.html' title='BUKAN...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3467783478995873149</id><published>2007-11-14T20:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:15:03.126Z</updated><title type='text'>HATI SAYA GUMBIRA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;saya ada banyak sebab mengapa saya sangat gembira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pakcik Mike, Le Ma dan Nelson adalah sebahagian dari kegembiraan saya disini. Ini adalah sebahagian dari rezeki yg Allah kurniakan utk saya kerana berjumpa dengan org2 yg sangat baik seperti mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, Allah memberikan rezeki dalam pelbagai cara.. walaupun saya tidak kaya raya harta tapi saya bersyukur kehadratNya kerana saya dikelilingi oleh org2 yg saya sayangi dan menyayangi saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya tidak mau menjadi org yg bertimbun hartanya tp dibenci. Tidak... saya tidak mau. Tapi... kalau dapat jadi berharta dan disayangi, saya tidak menolak.... hehehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nota: Pakcik Mike adalah 2nd supervisor saya yg jaga saya macam jaga anak dia. Le Ma adalah kawan ketawa dan menangis saya dekat department dan Nelson adalah jejaka mexico yg sangat berhati mulia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-3467783478995873149?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3467783478995873149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3467783478995873149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3467783478995873149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3467783478995873149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/11/hati-saya-gumbira.html' title='HATI SAYA GUMBIRA...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-2933742245666769318</id><published>2007-11-10T10:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:26:05.745Z</updated><title type='text'>BUT DON'T LOOK BACK IN ANGER.. (revised version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;aku: kamu, tangga rumah kamu batu ke kayu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu: kayu.. apahal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku: ooo.. patutlah bunyinya berkeriuk bila dipijak, lebih2 lagi tapak kaki saya tak sekecil tapak kaki kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu: ye.. tapak kakiku kecil dan aku suka jalan menjingkit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku: kamu, kamu ini  sangat pandai dan sangat cantik. Tapiiiiiiiiiiiii..... saya nampak, kamu kurang cerdik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu: eh, bukan ke sama pandai dan cerdik tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;aku: oohh.. kamu ingat sama rupanya. PATUTLAHHHHHHHHHH.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha.............. gelakkan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nota: kamu lupa (atau kamu tidak tahu atau kamu pura2 tidak tahu), suatu hari nanti kecantikan kamu akan semakin hilang dek peredaran masa, kepandaian kamu akan pudar akibat ditelan usia. Tapi, kecerdikan yang sampai ke hati insyaAllah akan selalu  bersama kamu sehingga akhirnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-2933742245666769318?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/2933742245666769318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=2933742245666769318' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2933742245666769318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2933742245666769318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/11/but-dont-look-back-in-anger-revised.html' title='BUT DON&apos;T LOOK BACK IN ANGER.. (revised version)'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-8140191160645957771</id><published>2007-10-24T21:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:16:27.169+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MENCARI HATI EMAS BUKANNYA MUDAH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SESI MARI BERKENALAN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, bermula ngan dibah lepak rumah kitaorg sementara dia nak masuk rumah hari tu sampai la dia ngan housemate2nyer sekali kena kerahan tenaga serta diuji fizikal dan mental dengan kena menjaga dua org budak yg sentiasa aktif dan kadang2 terlebih gula, kitaorg dah makin close dengan 'the wilkos'. What started as 3 org anak angkat... nampaknyer sudah bercambah menjadi begitu meriah. kami begitu berbesar hati to get to know all of you. Sejuk perut mak korang dapat anak2 yg begitu baik, pandai lagi cerdik. ye.. pandai je tapi kurang cerdik pun tak buleh jugak. hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-pAHGifNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/j-Z58nYMYZs/s1600-h/IMG_3647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-pAHGifNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/j-Z58nYMYZs/s320/IMG_3647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125000720342482130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE 10 WILKOs GALS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dari kiri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. yg bertudung merah tu kak ngah kitaorg, Cik dibah jiha. Allah Maha Kaya kan... disini, berpuluh ribu batu jauhnya dari kampung halaman, den jumpo org kampung den la pulak haaa. La... ekau org astano rajo ko? omak kau sapo namo eh? uwan kau kek mano rumah eh? tu la kisah kenapa dia ni buleh jadik anak angkat kitaorg. Kalau tak patutnya org lain, disaat2 terakhir seblm nama di'announce' aku pi tukar dgn pengerusi  majlis. Itu kesah setahun dulu.. masa tu dia jadik anak pompuan angkat sorang dan masa tu aku belum kenakan kerahan tenaga lagi kat dia..hehehehehe... ampun ye dibah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. yg tersangat comel, dan sangat suka senyum dan sangat suka basuh pinggan + anak sulung yg ada 7 adik tp rupa dia pun cam kanak2 tu Cik lea. mula2 kenal lea ni masa smsa buat family day. Dlm ramai2 kawan dibah yg dikenalkan kat aku, nama lea yg aku ingat. Walaupun budak lea ni kecik molek je orgnya tp dia sgt berani sbb bilik dia kat tingkat atas sekali... kat attic! lea..lea.. budak2 mana boleh dok bilik besar sangat... lagi satu, aku suka sangat model frame spek mata dia sampai aku ambik gambar pasal nak mintak mak aku tolong belikan yg cenggitu jugak. Lea, agak2 kalau aku pakai spek cam lea, aku buleh jadik comel jugak tak? (hahahahahahaha...sudahlah, tua x sedar diri).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dan yg bertudung biru tersenyum manja tu Cik zatil. Masa dia mula2 dibawak dtg rumah aku oleh dibah dulu, roy selalu kata dia anak angkat tiri. Takpe zatil... yg pastinya sekarang zatil dah lulus ujian ptk dan dah boleh naik tangga gaji. siap melintang lagi....... hehehe.. kalau roy mengata lagi, nanti kak nita rotan dia. biasa ni.... wpun adik selalu jawap NO bila zatil tanya "suka kak zatil tak", tp sebenarnya adik suka. mestilah suka sebab kak zatil sangat lemah lembut orgnya.  Betul tak shahril? eh.. shahril la pulak.... betul tak adik? "BETULLLLLLLLLLL" kata adik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-uCXGifPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wpwzllJv5lc/s1600-h/DSC_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-uCXGifPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wpwzllJv5lc/s320/DSC_0737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125006256555326706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE 15 WILKOs GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dari kiri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ini syafiz. Dia nampak cam pemalu sket. tak tau la kan betul2 pemalu atau malu2 bila berdepan dengan budak2 rumah depan je. keskeskes... tapi hari tu masa kitaorg semua berasak cucuk sate sampai seribu lebih tu, laju je dia keja.. sesekali ada gak dengar dia buat lawak. ermmm... ada bakat terpendam nih agaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ini Min. bebudak ni ckp dia ni walaupun umur belum masuk 20 thn tapi dah masuk 3rd yr akibat dari ke'terer'an nyer. huhuhuhuhuhu... bila la aku nak buleh jadik terer cenggitu. Min ni pun sangat comel dan sangat suka tersenyum. eh..eh.. macam lea la pulak.  tak tau la dia suka basuh pinggan ke tidak kan, tp lea kata min masak mee goreng sedap. hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.haaa.... ini abbad. tak tau kenapa dia sangat ditakuti oleh adik. sian abbad tau adik.. abg abbad hensem apa. apapun abbad sangat cool orgnya, sbb tu la bebudak ni suka sakat dia. kadang2 dibah n the gang ada gak guna nama abbad utk takut2kan adik. misteri betul la.. nape ek adik takut sangat. abbad, ko cubit anak aku ek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.ooo... yg baju merah tu jejaka pojaan hatiku.. yg tu bukan the wilkos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.yg ini M. dia sangat pandai memasak sebab dia ada pisau kaler biru yg ajaib tu. hahahahaha.. ampun M. tp serius, dia mmg pandai masak dan pandai buat kopi apa ke nama nyer... caramel mochiota? entah, lebih kurang gitu la... lepas tu lagi satu aku baru perasan dia mmg suka pakai robe dia yg kaler pun biru jugak, sedondon dgn pisau dia tu.  ermm.. misteri..misteri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.seterusnya adalah sani. hari tu dia ada ckp mcm interested nak jadik lecturer bila dah habis belajar. bagus la tu... org baik2 mmg elok sgt jadik pendidik, baru la anak murid pun jadi baik2 kan... kecik je orgnyer sani ni, tp hari tu larat dia angkat ayam sampai 20 kg masa nak buat sate kat rumah dibah. ooo... tulang besi ek sani? kecik2 cili api.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.yg bersimpuh ayu je tu nuar. nuar ni buleh tahan gak lawaknyer. Ada je idea nyer.. nuar kekadang ada gak kena sakat ngan bebudak ni, tp takde la seteruk abbad. tapi takpe... abbad cool kan bad... lagipun kitaorg takut ngan nuar pasal dia ada bodyguard. lariiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.last but not least, anak angkat aku yg sangat baik hati ni. hari tu kakak mengadu adik tendang dia masa dorang pegi park. aku tanya la kakak, " did abg apai scolded adik for being naughty?". "No" kata kakak. pastu kakak ckp " how can he be angry? he's a very kind person". ye, mmg betul pun.. budak apai ni sangat baik orangnyer. penyabar pulak tu esp bila kena melayan kerenah anak2 aku yg kekadang aku sendiri pun hangin. and he always know a way to make others feel special. ermmm... untung la sapa jadik isteri dia nanti. dengar kabar, orgnya dah ada setia menanti di tanah air tercinta, sebab tu la kekadang bila apai jiwang dia dengar lagu aishah dari pagi sampai malam... keskeskeskes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-8140191160645957771?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/8140191160645957771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=8140191160645957771' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8140191160645957771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/8140191160645957771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/10/mencari-hati-emas-bukannya-mudah.html' title='MENCARI HATI EMAS BUKANNYA MUDAH...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-pAHGifNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/j-Z58nYMYZs/s72-c/IMG_3647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7706563154416236908</id><published>2007-10-24T19:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:00:37.934+01:00</updated><title type='text'>KEGEMUKAN INI MENYESAKKAN....</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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-juXGifMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oTvAX2ybqW8/s1600-h/DSC_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-juXGifMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oTvAX2ybqW8/s320/DSC_0743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124994917841665218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our extended BIG HAPPY family. "raya with the wilkos". oohh.. apam je tiada dlm gambar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-iYHGifLI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/luhF5fQsFwA/s1600-h/IMG_3684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-iYHGifLI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/luhF5fQsFwA/s320/IMG_3684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124993436077948082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak posing ngan the '15 wikos'. takmo sebut dulu nama abg2 'hensem' tu. nanti citer pasal dorang kat entry yg lain. hint: adik paling takut dgn yg baju hijau tu...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-fDnGifKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/g9WVO_NydW0/s1600-h/IMG_3667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-fDnGifKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/g9WVO_NydW0/s320/IMG_3667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124989785355746466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yg hensem berbaju melayu merah tu suami saya yg ter'shinter'. hehehe... sayang abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-dm3GifJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/l1RaxJnJ7ng/s1600-h/IMG_3651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-dm3GifJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/l1RaxJnJ7ng/s320/IMG_3651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124988191922879634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with fadzlin n sal. mereka ini bukan setakat kawan,&lt;br /&gt;mereka ini juga sahabat saya. I'm honoured to get to know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-btXGifII/AAAAAAAAAJg/DVbHHn_pYYI/s1600-h/IMG_3655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-btXGifII/AAAAAAAAAJg/DVbHHn_pYYI/s320/IMG_3655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124986104568773762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our BIG HAPPY  family. abg apai, abg roy, ayah sambil dukung adik, ibu, kak dibah, kak shafiyyah, kak lea n kak zatil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-ZNHGifHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zoS2lSbff-o/s1600-h/IMG_3632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-ZNHGifHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zoS2lSbff-o/s320/IMG_3632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124983351494737010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea... adik dpt present. i want to open it.. i want to open it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-WTHGifGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cQj80nKvuV4/s1600-h/IMG_3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-WTHGifGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cQj80nKvuV4/s320/IMG_3623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124980156039068770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik dgn penuh semangat dan penuh air liur tiup kek dia. Bagus jugak bebudak ni letak lilin tu kat tepi je, takde la tempias byk sgt kat kek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-T53GifFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Lq8bBwE9Nro/s1600-h/IMG_3618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-T53GifFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Lq8bBwE9Nro/s320/IMG_3618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124977523224116306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4 dara dan 2 jejaka idaman malaya....dibah, lea, zatil, shafiyyah, ajmal n hadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-TNnGifEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eBT3o6rsBx8/s1600-h/IMG_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-TNnGifEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eBT3o6rsBx8/s320/IMG_3617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124976763014904898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;menu masa bday adik... tak menangis korang tengok, makan bufet kat hotel pun belum tentu semeriah tu.. hahahahaha, saje je sedapkan hati sendiri pasal dah lama tak berpeluang pi makan bufet ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-ScXGifDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/NssPMcZGCuw/s1600-h/IMG_3612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-ScXGifDI/AAAAAAAAAI4/NssPMcZGCuw/s320/IMG_3612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124975916906347570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yg ni time bday adik. Alas meja pun beli yg thomas.&lt;br /&gt;decoration belon tu hasil sentuhan ibu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-RVHGifCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1sxUd14N_EU/s1600-h/IMG_3603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-RVHGifCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1sxUd14N_EU/s320/IMG_3603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124974692840668194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bunga ni from zatil n roy. Terus letak dlm vase kristal ku yg paling cantik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-Qx3GifBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/L_m1EUXGgqc/s1600-h/IMG_3592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-Qx3GifBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/L_m1EUXGgqc/s320/IMG_3592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124974087250279442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;drake and josh... huhuhuhu.. apai ngan roy sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;tengah bertungkus lumus menyiapkan decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-PfHGifAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Hc70iMLufwM/s1600-h/IMG_3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-PfHGifAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Hc70iMLufwM/s320/IMG_3606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124972665616104450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ibu tgh potong kek sambil tersengih kegembiraan. (besar sgt kek sampai kena letak atas talam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'dah makan banyak, mmg la gemuk'; begitu kata suamiku. huh.. benci la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ini kesah ramadhan baru2 ni. Banyak sungguh peristiwa yg membuatkan aku terharu. Things that make me realised more and more how much I am loved by people around me.  I knew they love me (hehehehe), I just didn't know they love me as much as they do.  Ye, betul.. kalian boleh mula berasa jeles sekarang! keskeskes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Bday saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suamiku itu buat2 donno je. huhuhuhuhu... takde card pun. At least org belikan abg card tau masa bday abang wpun lmbt sehari. hehehehe... tapi Sal dah cover line dgn membeli sebiji kek coklat yg comel dan sedap. tenkiu Sal atas ingatan itu, in fact sangat2 tenkiu sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sehari selepas tu, pegi keja macam biasa, balik dah dekat kol 6 tapi masih ada hati nak jemput platinum member bukak posa kat rumah. Maka cik dibah jiha yg bertugas menjaga adik dan kakak dah ditugaskan juga utk masak nasik lemak. Aku pulak siap balik awal sket pasal takut dibah masak sendiri sambal udang&lt;br /&gt;(sori aaa... hehehehehe...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, masa kat atas bas nampak roy ngan zatil kat bus stop, dlm hati ku 'nak gi mana budak berdua tu?' ermmm....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sampai kat rumah, bila ketuk pintu si dibah bukak.. pastu dgn muka blur dia terpaku 5 saat. lepas terpaku...dummmmmm! dibah tutup pintu sambil jerit2. Aisehh, apahal budak ni.. ? Rupanya dorang sumer dah berpakat nak buat surprise utk bday aku. laaaaa.... awat tak habaq, kan dah surprise tak jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apapun, semuanya menjadi kembali ceria, dengan kek coklat yg sedap, dengan belon (tp adik kata abg pai beli utk dia..huhuhuhu), dengan jambangan bunga (abg, sila take note ok..), dgn hadiah rantai dan bracelet, dgn customize button, paper bag dan yg paling buat aku rasa bangga adalah pelekat 'best mum' tu.&lt;br /&gt;(p/s: tenkiu jugak utk fadzlin yg kasik hadiah rantai yg terus aku pakai minggu depannya tu... hehehehe... tak sabor nak tunggu raya) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bday adik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Budak kecik yg sangat suka Thomas ni ada buat bday party kecil2an utk platinum member yg bertemakan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'serba serbi musti Thomas'.&lt;/span&gt; Kek Thomas yg harganya kalau convert duit RM dekat nak 70 hinggit tu ditaja oleh dibah, lea and zatil. Pastu adik pun dapat byk hadiah... abg apai kasik keta buleh lukis2 suka hati trek dia, abg roy kasik trek thomas dalam buku, hadi kasik jumper, maisarah yg comel kasik action man, adam pulak kasik 'spenda' thomas, pastu dapat pulak 3 bijik buku thomas dari zatil n the gang. meriah... meriah... tenkiu yg teramat pada semua sebab berjaya buat adik sangat2 gumbira malam tu. It means a lot to me....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan kredit utk apai yg belikan kakak hadiah jugak. The look in her eyes when she got it from apai is simply priceless, for everything else.. there's always natwest card; tu pun kalu tak terlebih overdraft. ahakssss!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;3. Raya time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya tahun ini came as a surprise for we didn't expect it would be on friday. yess.. terkejut badak juga la dibuatnya. Malam tu baru ingat nak angkut gadis2 manis 10 wilko utk buat kuih raya kat rumah, alih2 jadik mlm raya la pulak. Terus tukar plan dengan prepare utk hari raya. Malam tu kol 4.30 pagi baru tido. kesian dibah, zatil n lea... kena kerahan tenaga!.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paginya tu wpun ala2 tak cukup tido tp masih la tetap vogue kan nak beraya. cuma sekali lagi kesian kat 3 dara pingitan tu... borak2 dlm bas masa on the way nak pi semayang raya sampai terlepas ke city centre. aduhai.... cair mekap.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;balik semayang raya, pi beraya rumah sal pastu balik tido mengumpul tenaga utk masak mlmnya sbb kitaorg di balfour rd ni sepakat nak buat rumah terbuka hari sabtu tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malamnye sempat lagi pegi beraya kat 15 wilko. 'M' yg ada org ckp dpt gelaran 'the most charming senior' tu mmg pandai masak. Balik tu baru la nak masuk dapur sambung masak yg tergendala coz pi beraya dulu kan.  Menunya tak agak2 nih...  nasik dagang tengganu ngan kuah kacang, nasik impit ngan sate. apa lagi....3 dara tu la yg dikerah mencucuk sate ngan membakar sate sampai kol 3 pagi. huhuhuhuhu... lepas masak jgn lupa carik kayu api!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tetamu toksah citer la, punya la ramai sampai tak kering tangan dan tak menang tangan dibah n lea. Mmg takde can langsung nak pi beraya rumah tetangga. Nasib la sempat gak b4 diserbu tu kami pi makan nasik kerabu yg amat sedap kat rumah kina. sampai malam masih berduyun2 tetamu....perghh.... buleh tahan gak la letihnyer. last2 pukul 9 lebih kitaorg dah tutup rumah coz semua dah pengsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letih mmg la letih, tapi membahagiakan. Bila tgk dibah n lea n zatil bertungkus lumus tolong kat dapur, sayu rasa hati. Ada juga org yg sanggup bersusah payah menolong sampai macam tu sekali. Pada korang bertiga, aku mmg rekemen la sapa2 nak buat korang jadik menantu.. hehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nak buat jadik adik ipar, adik aku tu mcm dah kertu sangat je nak dipadankan ngan korang.. hahahahahaha! ampun Ta! jgn sumpah kekander mu ini menjadi peti ais 3 pintu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: flowers that bloom in adversity is the most rare and precious of all. -MULAN-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/29252625-7706563154416236908?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7706563154416236908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7706563154416236908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7706563154416236908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7706563154416236908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/10/kegemukan-ini-menyesakkan.html' title='KEGEMUKAN INI MENYESAKKAN....'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rx-juXGifMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oTvAX2ybqW8/s72-c/DSC_0743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1579441613812018197</id><published>2007-10-10T06:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T07:39:40.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ANAK BULAN DAH NAK NAMPAK ..YEAH..YEAH..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RwxuLXGie9I/AAAAAAAAAII/8Zo8swcHzYw/s1600-h/IMG_3550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RwxuLXGie9I/AAAAAAAAAII/8Zo8swcHzYw/s320/IMG_3550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119588017872468946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni gambor masa pi zoo kat blackpool hari tu.. mmg susah nak dpt gambar yg semua org ready pasal tempoh bertenang adik cuma 3 saat sahaja....hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RwxyCnGie-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/uGJ7Si9Bxwk/s1600-h/IMG_3544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RwxyCnGie-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/uGJ7Si9Bxwk/s320/IMG_3544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119592265595124706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorang jadik tiger, sorang lagik lion pastu yg paling cool sekali budak kecik yg jadi zirafah tu.... mari kita teka siapa mereka..... hehehehe, rasa nak cubit kan; pipi zirafah yg amat kiut itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;SEMPENA HARI LEBARAN YG DAH TAK BERAPA HARI JE LAGI NI, KAMI SEKELUARGA INGIN MENGUCAPKAN SELAMAT MENYAMBUT HARI RAYA AIDIL FITRI KEPADA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AYAHANDA DAN BONDA TERCINTA, EN. KAMAROLZAMAN DAN PN. ASMA; DINDER2 KU SEKELIAN, ATA &amp;amp; APIN YG SEDANG BERBAHAGIA DI NEGERI TERENGGANU YG KU RINDUI ITU;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; MAK DAN AYAH, DANG &amp;amp; FAMILY, ATI, MAN, BIBI &amp;amp; DEDEK DI KUCHING;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAK LONG &amp;amp; FAMILY KAT KELANA JAYA, UNCLE GEMUK &amp;amp; FAMILY KAT NILAI, SERTA SEMUA SEKALI SANAK SAUDARA SAMADA YG RAPAT, YG KENAL, YG AKU TAK BERAPA NAK KENAL...HEHEHEHE,bukan apa, ramai sangat sanak saudara bertebaran di seluruh malaya sana..dari utara sampai ke selatan, dan semenjak jadi isteri ni, dah menjangkau ke malaysia timur pula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UTK BESPREN KU IN THE WORLD, CIK KUNA &amp;amp; FAMILY; FREN2 YG LAIN WHEREVER THEY ARE, yg masih K.I.T, yg dah tak tau mana pegi, dari sekolah rendah (SRTB rocks!!!), bebudak x-MRSM Kerteh, x-MRSM K.T, member2 kat USM (chen, somehow aku sokmo teringat ke mung...), pendek kata semua lah...nak sebut satu2 macam tak logik pulak;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEAR AND 'UNDEAR' (huhuhuhuhu) COLLEAGUES kat  UTEM,  DEAREST AND COOLEST COLLEAGUES IN THE WORLD: SEPOL, UMA, IJA, KAK MIZAH, KHAZI, KAVITA, YAMUNA...;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR THOSE YG SELALU SUDI KESINI, yg tinggalkan comment, yg tak tinggalkan bukti...;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UTK KENGKAWAN SEPERJUANGAN DISINI, INSYAALLAH KITA RAYA SAKAN TAHUN NI SBB RAYA KENA TIME WEEKEND...menu dah ada dah ni, barang2 nak masak dah beli, assistant2 dah booking (bebudak 10 wilkinson st. yg baik hati dan comel2 belaka... keskeskes..), ANAK2 ANGKAT THAT MAKES US A BIG HAPPY FAMILY;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UTK SEMUA UMAT MUSLIMIN DAN MUSLIMAT..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL FITRI&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s- tahun ni tak hntr kad raya coz tulis dah last minute pastu royal mail mogok tak nak keja, huhuhuhuhuhu......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-1579441613812018197?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1579441613812018197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1579441613812018197' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1579441613812018197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1579441613812018197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/10/ni-gambor-masa-pi-zoo-kat-blackpool.html' title='ANAK BULAN DAH NAK NAMPAK ..YEAH..YEAH..'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RwxuLXGie9I/AAAAAAAAAII/8Zo8swcHzYw/s72-c/IMG_3550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-5237862728027250551</id><published>2007-09-19T12:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T07:00:50.475+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INSANE IN THE BRAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* I'm pissed off* Marah dan benci ini menyesakkan......!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sudahlah parents the late Nurin still shocked and very much traumatized with the tragedy, boleh la pulak nak press charges on them of negligence. What the h**k is going on? D*MN!!!!!! (excuse me for these harsh words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I may not be a genius, i must say but take a look at these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CASE 1&lt;/span&gt;: ada sorang mak tiri kurung anak dia yg umur 2 tahun lebih, chained to something for hours sampai budak tu kelaparan dan panjat tingkap dan peti air utk carik makanan. Fortunately one of the neighbours realized the situation and called the police. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;VERDICT&lt;/span&gt;: that, for me, is negligence of the parents/guardian and should/must be charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CASE 2&lt;/span&gt;: Ada seorang hamba ALLAH ni anak dia nak pegi kedai depan rumah beli gula2 tapi kena culik lepas tu kena abused, lepas tu kena bunuh dengan setan yg muka pun mcm setan lepas tu takde sape dpt tangkap dia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;VERDICT&lt;/span&gt;: that, from my humble and so ordinary opinion, is not the negligence of the parents. It might still be of negligence, but definitely parents are not there to take the whole blame. No, don't point your finger that way, caused for me it  just as good as saying : ok, go on all of you 'insane in the brain' kind of people... let the parents  take the pressure and live with it for the rest of their life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What a shame...what a shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;*sigh* sedih memikirkan kalau dah nak pegi kedai pun jadik begitu seriously dangerous, then what kind of world are living in? Patutla omputeh ni pegi mana2 ikat tangan anak pakai safety strap tu. mmg nampak cam pelik sebab bawak anak cam gaya bawak anjing jenjalan, but then, maybe that what it takes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;one day, people might go as far as implanted microchips inside their kids brain so that we can detect them via satellite in case something happen. And at the end of the day, we create and produce not kids to rule the future, but zombies instead. *sigh* makcik lotih laaa.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------***********************---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ramadhan and syaitan(s?) are chained but it doesn't stop some lunatic from acting like one. its sickening..really, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't bear to even read the whole story coz' half way through is more than enough to make me running for my 'minyak pak ali'... It makes me wonder, what the h**k is happening in Malaysia nowadays??? Ironically, as much as I miss home, at one point I feel more secure in the land of strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you can't bring your child in your own car without the fear of somebody might popped in and take the rest of you or your kids somewhere, or you can't go to the shopping mall to have that precious quality time with your family without the fear of your kids being kidnapped, or you can't walk on the street without the fear of being snatched or strangled, or you can't sleep in your own house that you bought from your own sweats without being fear that somebody might break in... than what freedom do we have left????? I'm actually already start thinking of what kind of 'security' should I have back home.. I even go as far as planning to ask my students to develop some kind of high tech sensor to cover the whole house including the roof. Yeah..call me a paranoid,I can't  help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still clearly remember those days when my cousins, my brother and I used to play in the paddy field, main benteng, masuk hutan and mandi sungai. Those days were long gone, but never in a split second at that time that I even thinked of the posibbilities to be hurt by someone just because we were playing out of our parents sight. The only thing that concern me was getting scolded by our grandma after spashing in the sawah sampai habis collapsed anak padi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kids these days, they can't even play in their own front/backyard.. let alone pegi main benteng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To those with authorities.. please do something about all these craziness. I'm not sure whether they watched spiderman, but I'm d***n sure they knew that with great power comes great responsibility, though i definitely understood that lots of people would greedily grabbed the power but severely abandoned the latter. For our children's sake, put it aside for once and do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its ramadhan again.... its the month full of barakah. Lets pray that Allah shower us with His Mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAMADHAN MUBARAK TO ALL MUSLIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s- sedih tol baca citer mayat budak jumpa dlm beg tu. Can't even imagine how she suffered..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-5237862728027250551?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/5237862728027250551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=5237862728027250551' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5237862728027250551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5237862728027250551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/09/insane-in-brain.html' title='INSANE IN THE BRAIN'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-5823197488088977736</id><published>2007-08-07T14:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T16:33:01.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MARI KE PARIS.... No..not paris... PARR'ISSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriP7EH4MtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5fgexl8PpXA/s1600-h/Picture+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriP7EH4MtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5fgexl8PpXA/s320/Picture+210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095981223251555026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last dah..b4 balik bergambar dulu depan hotel yg receptionistnya tak mesra rakyat sungguh tp kira ok sebab hotel dia sangat convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriPOkH4MsI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LbBqdFpZQj0/s1600-h/Picture+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriPOkH4MsI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LbBqdFpZQj0/s320/Picture+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095980458747376322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak kecik yg 'tak buleh duduk diam org soh naik kapal tgk pemandangan dia bantai korek2 kerusi'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriOo0H4MrI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0SCwhmzswus/s1600-h/Picture+205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriOo0H4MrI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0SCwhmzswus/s320/Picture+205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095979810207314610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Paris in the summer..when its sizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriOGUH4MqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/S9yZK5GJApg/s1600-h/Picture+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriOGUH4MqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/S9yZK5GJApg/s320/Picture+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095979217501827746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eiffel, I'm in love.....kuang..kuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriNmEH4MpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K7p_X4YXWng/s1600-h/Picture+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriNmEH4MpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K7p_X4YXWng/s320/Picture+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095978663451046546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;posing kakak..posing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriL1EH4MnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vUnfW89Wh5c/s1600-h/Picture+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriL1EH4MnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vUnfW89Wh5c/s320/Picture+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095976722125828722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ala2 romantik depan notre dame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriK3kH4MlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/aFBhJbond50/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriK3kH4MlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/aFBhJbond50/s320/Picture+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095975665563873874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tu la dia champs d' elysees.  Ni area shopping2, tok ti kalu dtg paris musti la dia shopping kat sini gamaknyer sebab ada kedai louis vuitton besar gilos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriKV0H4MkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ttf-VAYSejE/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriKV0H4MkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ttf-VAYSejE/s320/Picture+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095975085743288898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni depan musee d' louvre, tmpt depa simpan monalisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriJ9kH4MjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HZzWzYTQjUA/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriJ9kH4MjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HZzWzYTQjUA/s320/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095974669131461170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;di luar musee d' louvre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriIvEH4MiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8y_s3Bv8WkI/s1600-h/Picture+292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriIvEH4MiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8y_s3Bv8WkI/s320/Picture+292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095973320511730210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik siap kasik aiskrim dia kat rattatoille tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriG5UH4MhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4ycZv10Kojk/s1600-h/Picture+304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriG5UH4MhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4ycZv10Kojk/s320/Picture+304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095971297582133778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sambil makan aiskrim kat dlm disney studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriDxEH4MgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-ATx4MrY_Kc/s1600-h/Picture+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriDxEH4MgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-ATx4MrY_Kc/s320/Picture+238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095967857313329666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;minnie mouse masa parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriDN0H4MfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MlXfCB9BwC0/s1600-h/Picture+228_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriDN0H4MfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MlXfCB9BwC0/s320/Picture+228_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095967251722940914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ambik gambar ngan sully from monster inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriCVUH4MeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/16KWG-MewaU/s1600-h/Picture+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriCVUH4MeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/16KWG-MewaU/s320/Picture+200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095966281060332002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;depan disney studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriBwUH4MdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/XcWsYAJqd_8/s1600-h/Picture+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriBwUH4MdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/XcWsYAJqd_8/s320/Picture+189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095965645405172178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;depan disney village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriBOEH4McI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IakAQ1qtFuI/s1600-h/Picture+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriBOEH4McI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IakAQ1qtFuI/s320/Picture+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095965056994652610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bebudak tiga org ni depan toy story attraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriAg0H4MbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1gYprqixzuU/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriAg0H4MbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1gYprqixzuU/s320/Picture+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095964279605572018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini la dia disney castle..tmpt cinderella tertinggal kasut atas tangga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh_1UH4MaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PEFaHlK9kvo/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh_1UH4MaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PEFaHlK9kvo/s320/Picture+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095963532281262498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik ngan ibu kat maze, dah sesat stop jap amek gambar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh_VUH4MZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ykReajtQkhA/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh_VUH4MZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ykReajtQkhA/s320/Picture+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095962982525448594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kat dalam 'its a small world' ride..best yg ni.. happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh-U0H4MYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SIt5P3tUoeM/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh-U0H4MYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SIt5P3tUoeM/s320/Picture+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095961874423886210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its a small world lagik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh9mkH4MXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/b68iS001-fc/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh9mkH4MXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/b68iS001-fc/s320/Picture+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095961079854936434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;castle from the outside of the gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh87kH4MWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GneQf1kLXBQ/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh87kH4MWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GneQf1kLXBQ/s320/Picture+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095960341120561506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beratur punya lama nak bergambar ngan mickey, sekali bila dah dkt turn, donald pulak yg dtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh7F0H4MUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T4llReGPEQQ/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh7F0H4MUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T4llReGPEQQ/s320/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095958318190965058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;disney castle from a distance.. cantik sungguh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh6bEH4MTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-9IHKCVOpjg/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Rrh6bEH4MTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-9IHKCVOpjg/s320/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095957583751557426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dari luar disney park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At last... after a very wet and floody July, here comes august with rays of sunshine on our windows. yes.. at last it feel like summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its been ages since i last do any updates, that doesnt mean that days passing by without anything significant. Last month, we went for a holiday trip to Paris/ disneyland. Rabak jugak poket makcik.. but then our kids love it so much it makes all the spending worthwhile. Disneyland is marvelous! but the queqe can be as horrendous... berejam wooo, beratur for some of the more famous ride like Dumbo. Yesss...nak naik dumbo punya lama nih beratur. If any of you ever plan to go, be prepared to spend at least 3 days over in disneyland, kitaorg tak sempat nak cover sumer in 2 days esp. with young children. Kejap, kejap nak aiskrim.. kejap kang pulak nak popcorn.. dah la harga aiskrim pun mahal gilos. Seketul yg kat sini cuma 60p, kat sana sampai 3 euro! Cuma yg bestnye, sebab buleh masak sendiri kat bilik hotel, we can prepare our own food so that we were fully packed dengan sandwich la, nasik goreng la.. tu pun we end up lapar jugak at the end of the day since we were making the most of the opening time. Disney park have 4 different 'lands'.With 3 'terlebih gula' kids and 'off and on' rainy days we can just covered 2 land in one day. Second day was spent in disney studio, tapi sebab kat disney studio attraction tak sebanyak disney park ( dia ada byk show..best jugak sebab adik sampai berdiri tepuk tangan, standing ovation tu...) kitaorg sempat pi lagi sekali disney park dan masuk lagi satu land (frontierland namanya). Tapi yg tu tak byk rides utk kanak2 kecil...jadi tak yah lama pun kat situ. masa first day tu yg byk rides utk anak2...agak bengkak jugak la beratur sebab kekadang ada baby besar mintak dukung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Paris.. is as beautiful as it was pictured. Oh, I found out that eiffel tower is just a 'not so gempak' structure when you're so close to it but then it look pretty impressive in the picture. Apa pun mmg lagi cantik la kalau nak dibandingkan dengan London. Cruising down the river provided us with great breathtaking views.. oohhh, romantik gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang2 paris however is not as 'friendly and well concern'   as the brits. So you cant expect them to give up their space in a busy train eventhough you're standing with a toddler hanging on to your legs... We did had a guy giving up his seat once, but i'm damn sure he's not 'parisian'. And the most important and crucially vital information, pickpocket is very sleek esp. in crowded areas. HUbby ku nyaris kehilangan pouch dia yg ada kitaorg punya passport, tiket train, tiket disneyland, tiket flight dan duit... phew, syukur pada Allah. Dalam pada pakai pouch tu kat pinggang bawah jaket pun masih boleh kena toreh.. thank God the pouch is made of leather so the cut doesnt get through. Tu pun tak sedar masa bila kena toreh, tau2 keesokkan nya nak pakai baru perasan. Ngeri...ngeri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apapun, mmg la seronok dpt berjalan dan lihat tempat org. After all, jauh berjalan luas pengalaman kan..kan.. thats why we had planned to 'jalan2' again end of this month. Oh, thats a story of another time....kess..kess... ni pegi belajor ke, pegi berjalan nih??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO add up to all the excitement of the month, last saturday we went to sunderland. No, this time it was not a holiday trip but a retail theraphy trip instead. Sunderland tu tempat org melayu pi berebut2 beli pyrex. It was a 3 cars convoy with Sal, Gie, Fazlin &amp;amp; family. Huh..org melayu bila sampai time benda cam gini.. buleh terbeliak bijik mata omputeh tgk. Not to my surprise hari tu mmg penuh ngan family melayu jer, and not to my surprise again, they managed to show the true colors of being 'melayu'... yes.. ada makcik tu punya 'enthusiast' should i say, sampai kitaorg terkedu seketika. But then, at the end of the day kitaorg pun dapat gak hasil berkotak2 sorang....hehehehehe... cuma tinggal lagi without having to be so 'greedy' sampai org lain tak leh nak pegang dah apa yg ada kat dalam kedai tu sebab depa main book satu rak, satu rak... huhuhuuhu..makcik...makcik... balik nak berniaga pyrex ker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least...its actually far from least, is that few days back was our 7th anniversary. its been 7 years of laughs and tears. 7 years of having you, my love as my man. 7 years plus 4 years of ber'shinter' time make 11 years, and I do hope our love will blossom for many, many more years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s- i still remember quite clearly the day we first met.... never did it came across my mind at that time that you would be the one.. hehehehehe...nasib la org layan abang masa abang mengorat tu... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-5823197488088977736?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/5823197488088977736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=5823197488088977736' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5823197488088977736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/5823197488088977736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/08/mari-ke-paris-nonot-paris-parrisss.html' title='MARI KE PARIS.... No..not paris... PARR&apos;ISSS!'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RriP7EH4MtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5fgexl8PpXA/s72-c/Picture+210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-1623667496234239558</id><published>2007-06-25T13:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T14:04:16.609+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BESTPREN KU IN THE WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dah lama tak menulis disini. tak ada apa sangat benda menarik yg nak diceritakan except for the wet summer that we're having in this 'faraway from home' country. Hari ni pulak diberitakan sebagai the wettest day in 50 years.. boleh tahan gak la lencun sementara nak menyampai ke dept. pagi tadi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But then, hey..there's always a silver lining. Sebentar tadi baru mendapat perkabaran yg kawanku yg terbaik didunia...cik kuna sorang, puteri pucuk kelompang dah pun selamat melahirkan anaknya yg kedua. nama pun siap dah ada : Danish imran, ermm..sedap nama tu, baik awak cepat2 patenkan....hehehehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuma yg tak bestnya, aku sekarang jauh benar dari tanah air tercinta. Jadi terpaksa la berkongsi kegembiraan awak tu secara virtual je. Apapun, aku mmg sgt gembira awak dah selamat melahirkan serta sihat ibu dan anak. Tentulah lebih membahagiakan kalau aku dapat melawat awak kan.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Apapun, aku pasti awak tau walaupun aku jauh tapi awak selalu dalam ingatan aku. That special place of yours in my heart could never be replaced. Bila dah besar2 cenggini ( lemak pun dah banyak..), I appreciate it more than ever. Ingat lagi dulu masa kita first year, cikgu sulutan ada kata.."budak pompuan kalau baik mcm ni biasanya kejap je, nanti naik 2nd year dah carik kawan lain". Kita tak mcm tu cik kuna kan... kita tetap bestpren in the world sampai sekarang. Walaupun dulu2 kita suka gaduh2 manja, tapi kita still boleh gi kelas, gi makan dan mcm2 aktiviti lain sesama. Kita tak carik kawan lain kan...kita sebenarnya ada X-Factor! aku rasa kita la patut jadi ikon Malaysia...kenapa dorang tak pilih kita ek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dekat sini, di bumi yg jauh banget dari tanah air ini, aku ada jugak beberapa org kawan yg aku boleh panggil sahabat. Tak ramai, tp ada... Yg ramainya manusia2 yg mengaku kawan bila mereka susah dan perlukan pertolongan kita. Bila depa dah senang...depa dah tak ingat kawan lagi dah, siap ada yg menyombong dan cuba nak berahsia bila depa dah senang. Takut kita nak menumpang senang depa agaknya.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tak apala kan, org yg mcm tu tak jadi kawan pun tak ngape. Alhamdulillah, masih ada je tapinya yg berhati mulia. Aku tak nak la sebut nama depa kat sini, they knew who they are. Lagipun I'm pretty sure depa nanti baca blog aku ni dan aku tak nak la depa kembang hidung, nanti bunyi pish..posh..pish..posh..mcm darth vader dlm citer star wars. Tapi ada sorang minah ni, dia member aku kat dept. dan dia org China jadi aku confident la dia tak paham apa yg aku tulis kan. Nama dia Le Ma, baik betul budaknya. Dia selalu tolong aku dan kekadang aku pun ada gak tolong dia sikit2. Kitaorg selalu berkongsi cerita pasal study, kongsi opinion serta berkongsi tangis dan ketawa. Sayang betul lah orang sebaik dia bukan saudara seagama dengan kita.  Macamana pun, awak cik kuna, tetap bestpren ku in the world!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ok la cik kuna. Awak selamat berpantang ek..jangan makan banyak sangat masa tgh berpantang ni, nanti lemak2 awak jadi lemak degil. Tapi jangan la diet sangat pulak, nanti awak kurus dari aku..aku tak suka..aku jeles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ooohhhh...minggu depan aku nak pegi berpoya2 di paris... hehehehehe...awak dok rumah baik2 ek, biar aku je pegi berseronok. Nanti balik aku update citer bergambar supaya awak makan hati tengok. heheheheehe...best..best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-1623667496234239558?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/1623667496234239558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=1623667496234239558' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1623667496234239558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/1623667496234239558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/06/bestpren-ku-in-world.html' title='BESTPREN KU IN THE WORLD'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-9156959206081889693</id><published>2007-05-14T12:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:32:53.768+01:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari ibu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;AYAH DAN IBU, AYAH DAN IBU...........ITULAH PERMULAAN KAMI,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;DAPAT MELIHAT BULAN DAN MATAHARI;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;SELAMAT HARI IBU&lt;/span&gt; mama, tidak pernah sehari berlalu tanpa amar mengingati mama, papa, apin dan ata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ucapan ini mungkin dah lewat sehari sebab dari hari jumaat lepas amar demam sampai tak boleh bangun, semalam baru ok sikit. Semalam jugak amar ada buat yong tau fu sebab anak2 angkat nak datang. Depa mai siap bawak bunga dan kek coklat besar gedabak lagi utk amar sempena hari ibu. Ermmm....sejuk hati dapat anak2 angkat yg baik mcm dorang tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun amar jauh di mata, tapi doa amar akan sentiasa ada utk mama dan papa. Semoga mama dan papa dikurniakan kesihatan yg baik, dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki. Doakanlah kesejahteraan dan kejayaan anak mama ini. InsyaAllah nanti amar akan dapat cium tangan mama dan papa lagi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-9156959206081889693?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/9156959206081889693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=9156959206081889693' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/9156959206081889693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/9156959206081889693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/05/selamat-hari-ibu.html' title='selamat hari ibu'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-2987455195675008198</id><published>2007-05-08T22:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:10:08.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAFIYYAH IS 6 YEARS OLD NOW...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk mendapatkan sequence cerita yg betul, sila lihat gambar dari bawah ke atas. kesilapan adalah disengajakan dalam tak sengaja. harap maklum. tenkiu.&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/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkD0I5Rg_0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fizdGe26i7E/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkD0I5Rg_0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fizdGe26i7E/s320/bantal+busuk+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062314414814854978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yg ni pulak rombongan pihak en. semeon ke notthingham...(hahahaha...semeon la pulak!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDzgpRg_zI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FDKHTyxrZjM/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDzgpRg_zI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FDKHTyxrZjM/s320/bantal+busuk+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062313723325120306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haaaa... ni la dia rombongan cik senah ke nottingham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDyzpRg_yI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2GGDlH0vrc0/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDyzpRg_yI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2GGDlH0vrc0/s320/bantal+busuk+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062312950231007010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ibu, ayah, kakak and adik. senyum...senyum...loh adik, kok cengeng sekali kamu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDyFZRg_xI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oCUt08Mn7eA/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDyFZRg_xI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oCUt08Mn7eA/s320/bantal+busuk+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062312155662057234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni bbq kat notthingham, about an hour from sheffield.&lt;br /&gt;tak beriya lagi tak tau la..&lt;br /&gt;sikit hari lagi mau sampai ke london nih buat bbq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDxP5Rg_wI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zrUJX_MS8Jc/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDxP5Rg_wI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zrUJX_MS8Jc/s320/bantal+busuk+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062311236539055874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;masa swimming pool nye tgh dipam, si adik dah berlari2 pakai swimming suit dia..kelaka betul rupanya, bulat je si adik. hadi kurus...takde la sendat2 cam adik...nampak je kitaorg nak pam pool tu, terus dia londehkan seluar ngan pampers nyer kat situ jugak...sempat la dia lari seround dua 'boleng' gitu je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDwdZRg_vI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oeNNAq3-Bvk/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDwdZRg_vI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oeNNAq3-Bvk/s320/bantal+busuk+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062310368955662066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni acara splashing2 kat belakang rumah..swimming pool besar takde,&lt;br /&gt;yg kecik pun kira ok la buat lepas gian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDvkJRg_uI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Rq1LerQnCdY/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDvkJRg_uI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Rq1LerQnCdY/s320/bantal+busuk+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062309385408151266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak posing ngan hadiah beg dan topi dari hadi. tenkiu hadi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDtUJRg_sI/AAAAAAAAADo/IOMP5ZCM6uM/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDtUJRg_sI/AAAAAAAAADo/IOMP5ZCM6uM/s320/bantal+busuk+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062306911506988738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tak sabar2 dah memasing nak bukak hadiah...hah, gasak la.&lt;br /&gt;bukak dulu hadiah..kang ibu ngan auntie kina sambung balik gonyoh periuk. pengsan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDstJRg_rI/AAAAAAAAADg/oyuqkrAGo_U/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDstJRg_rI/AAAAAAAAADg/oyuqkrAGo_U/s320/bantal+busuk+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062306241492090546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik ngan abg2 angkatnya..abang apai and abang roy ( tp kenapa adik buat muka cemas?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDsKZRg_qI/AAAAAAAAADY/czY19OALbBM/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDsKZRg_qI/AAAAAAAAADY/czY19OALbBM/s320/bantal+busuk+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062305644491636386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aaaa.... sikit punya manis ke dia punya senyuman tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDrkJRg_pI/AAAAAAAAADQ/eH09nhEuUZg/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDrkJRg_pI/AAAAAAAAADQ/eH09nhEuUZg/s320/bantal+busuk+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062304987361640082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dah penat main kat belakang rumah..melarat sampai ke depan pulak budak2 ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDq_JRg_oI/AAAAAAAAADI/fCSXbmnd6F0/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDq_JRg_oI/AAAAAAAAADI/fCSXbmnd6F0/s320/bantal+busuk+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062304351706480258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini la dia hero2 idaman balfour road... apa? Dafi? ooooo...bukan.&lt;br /&gt;yg ni boleh menyanyi tanpa masalah pitching. hihihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDqLJRg_nI/AAAAAAAAADA/BjURwJOzWrY/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDqLJRg_nI/AAAAAAAAADA/BjURwJOzWrY/s320/bantal+busuk+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062303458353282674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yesss...bday girl posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDpNZRg_mI/AAAAAAAAAC4/PIQyaoc02m4/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDpNZRg_mI/AAAAAAAAAC4/PIQyaoc02m4/s320/bantal+busuk+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062302397496360546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;para bapa lepak kat belakang sambil bakar sate ngan ayam.&lt;br /&gt;sambil kipas, sambil makan, sebab tu la lamb chop tak sempat sampai ke depan. hhehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDoiJRg_lI/AAAAAAAAACw/Sf4sk6DCn0A/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDoiJRg_lI/AAAAAAAAACw/Sf4sk6DCn0A/s320/bantal+busuk+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062301654467018322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;antara tetamu yg hadir di depan barisan makanan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDnrpRg_kI/AAAAAAAAACo/rl3O_hknhAQ/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDnrpRg_kI/AAAAAAAAACo/rl3O_hknhAQ/s320/bantal+busuk+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062300718164147778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;masa tgh nak potong kek. takde nyanyi2, ustaz hasri tolong bacakan doa selamat.&lt;br /&gt;sila lihat ada sorang budak tgh cuba nak korek kek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDnFJRg_jI/AAAAAAAAACg/TEhaCNAKUUw/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDnFJRg_jI/AAAAAAAAACg/TEhaCNAKUUw/s320/bantal+busuk+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062300056739184178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;belum sempat kakak tiup lilin, adik dah tiup dulu...siap dgn air liur sekali!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDmdpRg_iI/AAAAAAAAACY/m8GpbDzA-cY/s1600-h/bantal+busuk+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkDmdpRg_iI/AAAAAAAAACY/m8GpbDzA-cY/s320/bantal+busuk+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062299378134351394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni b4 baca doa selamat..semua get ready dekat kek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ooooohhhhhh.........anakku sudah 6 tahun umurnya. Selamat ulang tahun sayang ibu. Semoga sentiasa jadi anak yg baik, berjaya didunia dan akhirat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meriah bday party kakak dan hadi minggu lepas (28/04/07). Ala2 garden party gitu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Menunya nasi impit, sate, kuah kacang, nasik kerabu, bbq ayam dan cocktail serta mcm2 dessert. Fuhhhh...berasak jugak ibu ngan auntie kina masak sampai tak tido malam. Tapi takpelah, asalkan anak2 ibu riang dan gumbira, ibu sudah puas hati.  Tapi yg kelakarnya sebab byk sangat benda nak disediakan, dan kakitangan yg ada cuma 2 org je...sampai tetamu dah start datang pun belum betul2 ready. Terpaksa la ibu balik tukar baju dlm keadaan tergesa2, ermmmm....tak sempat la ibu nak glamer2 sket. hahahahahahaha....ni sape punya bday nih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramai jugak tetamu yg dapat datang, byk jugak la kakak dan hadi dapat hadiah...bukan main seronok lagi diaorang. hehehehehe...adik tumpang sibuk jer. sian adik, nanti bday adik kita buat jugak ok...tapi adik dah dapat korek2 kakak punya kek kan...sampai berlubang2 kek tu adik kerjakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anak2 angkat pun datang jugak, tapi sebab depa sampai lambat...nasib la kena tolong kemas. hehehehe...bila lagi nak tunjuk bakat jadik anak mithali kan... malam tu mmg letih yg amat sangat dah..ntah masa bila anak2 angkat ku balik pun dah tak sedar. mula2 lepak2 ngan depa tgk tv...pastu tv tengok orang dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weekend baru nih pergi bbq kat nottingham pulak. kemaruk betul...... selagi boleh nak berbbq nih. bukan apa sementelah panas kan, rasa rugi wooooo kalu duduk je kat dalam rumah. kitaorg tgh2 minggu lagi dah tgk weather forecast utk weekend, kalau panas...ceria la, carboot pun besar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;minggu ni tatau lagi apa planning. ermmm...pikir..pikir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: TING MA MA DE HUA...BIE RANG TA SHOU SHANG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-2987455195675008198?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/2987455195675008198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=2987455195675008198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2987455195675008198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/2987455195675008198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/05/shafiyyah-is-6-years-old-now.html' title='SHAFIYYAH IS 6 YEARS OLD NOW...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RkD0I5Rg_0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fizdGe26i7E/s72-c/bantal+busuk+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-3879936374384321832</id><published>2007-04-23T11:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:41:51.451+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSIM BUNGA SUDAH TIBA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-cCOlPPlo5E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-cCOlPPlo5E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFoN2kAysnI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFoN2kAysnI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dIBa8Tmfzb0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dIBa8Tmfzb0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Riye82u7IiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EDdN4Ow-TgU/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Riye82u7IiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EDdN4Ow-TgU/s320/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056591249951892002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah...musim bunga sudah datang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiycIGu7IhI/AAAAAAAAACI/gu1UbBjyHVo/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiycIGu7IhI/AAAAAAAAACI/gu1UbBjyHVo/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056588144690536978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tu dia....penuh satu grill! macam2 ada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiybVGu7IgI/AAAAAAAAACA/fMp9y3QRKaI/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiybVGu7IgI/AAAAAAAAACA/fMp9y3QRKaI/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056587268517208578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;makanan penuh satu meja.....sila..sila..jangan malu2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyaeGu7IfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dKvRjip3yMc/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyaeGu7IfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dKvRjip3yMc/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056586323624403442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kanak2 berlari2 manja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyZVWu7IeI/AAAAAAAAABw/QtuUghFjHS0/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyZVWu7IeI/AAAAAAAAABw/QtuUghFjHS0/s320/Picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056585073788920290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehehe..mcm posing kat tepi tasek putra lak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyYw2u7IdI/AAAAAAAAABo/SQAgo9ckC5I/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyYw2u7IdI/AAAAAAAAABo/SQAgo9ckC5I/s320/Picture+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056584446723695058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak n friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyYK2u7IcI/AAAAAAAAABg/Vp9BacBQQug/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyYK2u7IcI/AAAAAAAAABg/Vp9BacBQQug/s320/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056583793888666050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak tetap la maintain pose kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyWtmu7IbI/AAAAAAAAABY/Dksohxlym0c/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyWtmu7IbI/AAAAAAAAABY/Dksohxlym0c/s320/Picture+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056582191865864626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby besar mengerenyeh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyWSGu7IaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZRTVIU3ibaE/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyWSGu7IaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZRTVIU3ibaE/s320/Picture+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056581719419462050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bebudak sumer berkumpul tgk org main jet ski...jadik penonton.&lt;br /&gt;nanti la kita carik kot2 ada jual kat carboot..hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyVm2u7IZI/AAAAAAAAABI/9Z3Xs1jU1fc/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyVm2u7IZI/AAAAAAAAABI/9Z3Xs1jU1fc/s320/Picture+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056580976390119826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;swan dalam lake... ye...mintak maaf ye..itik serati takde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyVCGu7IYI/AAAAAAAAABA/rknE1enceWs/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyVCGu7IYI/AAAAAAAAABA/rknE1enceWs/s320/Picture+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056580345029927298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oooooohhh..yummy ibu buat cocktail panggang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyUZWu7IXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YkuVsWiBX5w/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyUZWu7IXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YkuVsWiBX5w/s320/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056579644950258034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;makan, makan lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyTYmu7IWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hhUhq5V8REo/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiyTYmu7IWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hhUhq5V8REo/s320/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056578532553728354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dipaksa bergambar..'senyum dik'..waa...ibu cubittttt (lorrr?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiySjWu7IVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wm3pbwi7Rts/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/RiySjWu7IVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wm3pbwi7Rts/s320/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056577617725694290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini dia rombongan cik kiah ke rother river......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yesss... musim bunga sudah tiba, dan bersamanya juga hari2 sudah makin cerah dan ceria.&lt;br /&gt;Balik kerja sekitar pukul 6 lebih tak lagi rasa mcm keja sampai pukul 9 mlm. Bila hari sudah semakin panas... in contra with what is commonly practice in Malaysia, sumer orang sangat suka berada diluar rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aktiviti luaran sudah makin rancak sekarang, in fact sejak 2 minggu yg lepas kitaorg dah start berbbq. Last week anak2 angkat datang, dah bbq kat belakang rumah.. dorang kata letih buat assignment, jadik balik kampung bersukaria. huhuhuhuhuhuhu....dah rasa mcm nenek2 la pulak, anak cucu balik menziarah. Apapun, mmg selonot... bagus anak2 ibu, selalu datang menziarah kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday plak, geng2 mengaji pulak ajak berbbq, kali ni kat Rother River, lebih kurang 20 minit perjalanan dari darnall. Sakan nih masing2, ada yg bawak daging kambing, lembu ada, ayam ada, udang ada, sate ada..... hahahahaha..org malaysia pun buleh menangis tengok kitaorg punya menu yg beriya. Tempat tu cantik jugak, tepi tasik.. kat gigi air nya cetek saja, jadi budak2 mmg tak buleh nak larang macam mana laaa....asal lepa mak ayah je depa nak masuk dalam air. Tapi yg champion stuntman nyer adik la...sebab org lain tengok dari atas tebing je mula2 tu...hehehehehe....adik siap terjun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ahad pulak, mcm biasa..aktiviti wajib pagi hari minggu, carboot! balik carboot pegi pulak western park kat city centre sbb budak2 undergrad ada buat hari keluarga dan depa ajak sekali postgrad utk join.  kat sana sempat la jugak join bebudak ni main games..seronok...seronok...  rasa macam muda2 dulu pulak. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Dah habih main games, acara makan .. nasik putih dengan coleslaw dan..... ayam bbq. hahahaha...tak  pening ko makan ayam bbq tiap2 hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan...guess what? yess... minggu depan nak bbq lagi. Kali ni utk birthday shafiyyah pulak, share party ngan hadi, buat ala2 garden party gitu. Menunya pun meletop nih...tapi tak leh reveal dulu... nanti dah sudah partynya baru cerita. kalau tu tak cukup menyentuh kalbu, next 2 week insyaAllah nak berbbq kat nottingham pulak. Tu dia... tak pengsan lagi mendengornya tak tau la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-3879936374384321832?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/3879936374384321832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=3879936374384321832' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3879936374384321832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/3879936374384321832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/04/musim-bunga-sudah-tiba.html' title='MUSIM BUNGA SUDAH TIBA...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ7GxUnbUas/Riye82u7IiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EDdN4Ow-TgU/s72-c/Picture+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-6846385287753141771</id><published>2007-03-30T10:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:19:51.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M UTTERLY ANNOYED...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;there are few things in life that happened along the path which is really annoying sometimes.. oohh, it might just be me being so emotionally unstable once in a while though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. apa sebenarnya?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiap2 hari cerita perang, org bunuh org, penuh didada akhbar. The equilibria is shaking violently. it really disturbed me thinking that there are children, women, older people stucked in the middle of those greedy, hatred world. Duduk baik-baik saja tak boleh kah? Tidak bom sana sini kau jadi naik sawan kah? yg jadi mangsa anak2 kecil....kasihan mereka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Semalam akhbar disini sibuk menceritakan pasal sorang polis marin wanita warganegara british yg ditahan oleh iran. Saya pun tak pasti sgt apa kesahnya, tp tak silap saya wanita tu ada keluarkan kenyataan kat TV iran yg org2 yg menahan mereka semuanya baik2 dan mereka yg ditahan (14 org semuanya) juga dlm keadaan baik. Tapi akhbar disini tentulah kutuk takde hengat kan..sebab dah kenyataan tu mcm memberi impak positif kepada iran, maka terus tak betul je kenyataan tu serta dituduh palsu. Tapi kalaau ada footage org pakai selubung muka nak tembak org, terus org islam laaaa...suka ati depa saja nak buat cenggana...nanti kalau iran pulak berperang..lagi ramaila org awam yg menjadi mangsa. Anak2 muda kita pulak sibuk nak merempit dan berpoya2...huhhhh...apa la nak jadi agaknya dunia ni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2. apakah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday my kids and me were catching a bus home from the university. Half way through a young guy hooped in with a girl. That guy is a muslim a reckoned, and the gal is a local. But thats not the issue...yg menjengkelkan nya si mamat tu pegang dua mobile phone, satu buat talipon, yg satu lagi utk dgr lagu. yg tambah hanginnya depa berdiri almost next to us dgn lagu dipasang sekuat2 hati..tak reti pulak nak pakai earphone ke apa. wahh...habis bangga la gayanya, aku laaaa ada hp buleh dgr lagu nih..punya la sakit telinga tp malas nak kata apa, kang kot didebiknya susah la pulak. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agaknya dah tak tahan dgr lagu hip hop dia, ada sorang pompuan tegur suruh slowkan sikit volume phone tu...dan si mamat ini dgn muka selamba sadinnya gelakkan je org tu. huhuhuhu......aku yg tengok rasa nak penampau je. kakak dah start feeling uneasy, she even said that it makes her feel dizzy. Dlm hati aku, patutla org2 non muslim ni makin lama makin menyampah tgk org islam...budaya dan imej yg dibawak 'mereka2' ini amatlah menggelupurnya. Belum lagi tgk depa  membesit bawak kereta mcm depa la saja yg mampu pakai keta atas muka dunia ni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Nak salahkan sapa kalau org lain melihat islam dari perspektif yg salah? Dah la dorang mmg sceptical about us muslims with all those terrorist things going on, haaaaaiiiiiiiii...yg aku ni pun setakat melarang dlm hati jer. (*sigh*)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. kenapa sebenarnya? you story me......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sefahaman saya, konsep bersyukur itu antaranya dgn kita berusaha bersungguh2, berdoa serta tawakkal kepada Allah, maka dengan apa nikmat yg dikurniakan pada kita, wajib keatas kita supaya bersyukur. Tapi tidak bermakna bila kita bersyukur kita tidak boleh berusaha utk sesuatu yg lebih baik. Jadi kenapa bila ada seseorg yg ingin mengusahakan sesuatu yg lebih baik serta boleh memberi manfaat bukan utk dirinya saja malah utk ramai lagi orang seakan dikecam seolah2 tidak bersyukur dgn apa yg ada? pelik juga.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;kalau begitu kenapa pula manusia bekerja keras, berhempas pulas supaya dapat beli kereta yg lebih mewah dan selesa dari sebelumnya, dapat beli perabot yg lebih mahal serta lebih bergaya, dapat beli pinggan yg RM ribu riban harganya, dapat melancong kesana sini adanya...kenapa? Adakah ini bermakna bila kita berusaha utk dapatkan sesuatu yg lebih baik maka kita tidak bersyukur? rasanya semua tu tak salah kan...sebab kita boleh usaha for something better and at the same time bersyukur pada Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Maka kalau org itu ingin berusaha demi kebaikan org lain juga, biarkanlah dia. Kalau tak mahu memberi sokongan sekalipun, apa salahnya senyap saja. Sekurang2nya mahu juga dia mencuba, kita ini belum tentu lagi ada berbuat apa2 utk org lain melainkan sibuk mengisi tembolok sendiri saja. Jadi biarkanlah dia..kecuali la kamu ada udang disebalik batu. errmmmmmm, sesuatuuuuuuuuuu.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-6846385287753141771?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/6846385287753141771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=6846385287753141771' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6846385287753141771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/6846385287753141771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-utterly-annoyed.html' title='I&apos;M UTTERLY ANNOYED...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-7785458568505834371</id><published>2007-02-28T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:20:58.096Z</updated><title type='text'>6 THINGS YOU NEVER HEARD ABOUT ME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;saya sudah kena tag pulak dengan cik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" href="http://crackedteapot.blogspot.com/"&gt;honeymj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;. Maka dgn itu nak kena tulis 6 perkara yg org tak tau pasal kita. Tadi sambil lipat kain yg ala2 gunung tahan (tak sampai gunung everest lagi..), berpikirlah saya...apa kebenda nak tulih ni??? pikior punya pikior, begini la adanya..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  dari kecik2 dulu...which starts around 30 yrs back kot, saya ada bantal busuk. ye, cliche bunyinya kan..tapi betul you all.. dan bantal busuk saya ni, mcm namanya, mmg la busuk..takde sape pun lalu nak cium melainkan saya sorang sajork. Lepas tu masa time sekolah rendah dulu, b4 pegi skolah, saya sorok dulu bantal tu bawah bantal lain...sebab nanti bila balik sekolah, ambik je bantal tu terus cium...hehehe...sejuk2 jer, dia punya bau, perghhhhhh!!!! (dan bantal itu saya guna sampaila lepas kawin, sebab lepas tu tak yah bantal busuk lagi.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nota kaki: saya penah sampai cekonon nak terjun balkoni pasal mak saya nak buat sarung lain utk bantal busuk tu...apa punya horror daaa...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. masa kecik2 dulu, saya sangat manja dengan  arwah atok dan uwan saya sebab saya ni cucu sulung dan cucu pompuan sorang (sehinggalah budak apin itu lahir masa saya umur 15 tahun). Tiap kali balik kampung musti nak tido celah ketiak atok ngan uwan. dan masa umur lebih kurang tiga tahun kot, saya tinggal ngan mereka sekejap. Pada satu hari yg hening, uwan saya angkat bantal yg baru dijemur dan letak atas rangka katil kat depan pintu. dan saya, yg ketika itu comel dan tak reti duduk diam telah naik atas bantal tu dan  meloncat2. loncat punya loncat, jatuh berdentum kat atas lantai simen sampai terteleng kepala, lekat cenggitu je tak leh nak pusing sampai beberapa hari sehinggalah atok bawak pegi jumpa tabib singse tolong urutkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lagi satu, kat dinding bilik dorang, saya ada tulis....&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"atok dan uwan,  amar sayang atok dan uwan dan rasa tak nak balik"&lt;/span&gt;.  Sekarang mereka telah tiada, tapi kenangan2 manis masa kecik2 dulu tetap sentiasa segar dlm ingatan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nota kaki: Al-Fatihah utk mereka yg telah pergi terlebih dahulu meninggalkan kita. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Disebabkan  sepupu sepapat semuanya hero2 aje, termasuk adik saya yg no.2, jadi bila balik kampung kitaorg punya lasak..mmg ya rabbi. Panjat pokok la, main letup2 pakai buluh la, main benteng la, main kat empangan la... dekat rumah atok ngan uwan ada sawah. Tgh2 kawasan sawah tu ada benteng a.k.a tali air dan dihujung sawah ada hutan2 sikit. satu hari, lepas dah penat main kat sawah, kitaorg pegi kat kawasan sempadan sawah ngan hutan tu, tgk2 ada pagar kawat. Dek kerana curiosity yg agak melampau, kitaorg bukak pagar kawat tu dan masuk. Tgk2 sungai yg kat empangan tu mengalir kat dlm hutan tersebut. Apa lagi, kami berlima terus le cenpelum cenpelum kat dlm sungai tu sebab kat tepi2 air nya cetek jer. Dah puas mandi manda segala, kami balik la rumah. Bila uwan dapat tau kitaorg pegi main sungai, terus kena marah...ingat kan kenapa. Rupa2nya sungai tu ada buaya...bukan buaya darat, tapi buaya betul you all, yg buleh makan org tu...yg kitaorg selamba badak je mandi manda............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nota kaki: bebudak sekarang tak merasa la nak buat tu semua.. masing2 sibuk gameboy la, playstation la...ermm, tak meriah langsung!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Masa kecik2 jugak, lebih kurang 6-8 tahun, kitaorg duduk menyewa kat satu kampung dan saya ada 2 org kawan. Sorang pompuan yg saya tak ingat namanya, katakanlah namanya Ina utk memudahkan cerita.  Yg sorang lain budak lelaki , namanya Li dan saya tak ingat nama penuh dia. Budak2, biasalah kan..kekadang ada jugak kitaorg main kawin2...hehehe...bersanding2 gitu. Cuma masalahnya si Li ni orgnya putih melepak dan punya la gebu serta lemah lembut orgnya, saya pulak tak berapa nak putih, gebu jauh sekali laa..yg si Ina pun mcm tu jugak. Sudahnya bila nak bersanding tu, saya la pulak yg jadik pengantin lelaki, Li jadik pengantin pompuan dan si Ina jadik tukang kipas jer. Yg bestnya, bila dah kawin kena la beranak kan....bantai la si Li ni yg beranak, aku jadik ayah dan si Ina jadik bidan...buleh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;notakaki:zaman dolu-dolu, kita main acah2 je kawin2 ngan dapat anak, zaman sekarang bebudak remaja ni ada yg main beranak betul.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. hehehehehehehe.......memula, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://raiedzall.blogspot.com/"&gt;abang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jgn marah tau, ni cerita masa muda remaja dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;duluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...lama dulu......, masa saya dlm tingkatan satu kat sebuah mrsm yg dah tak wujud di negeri pantai timur, saya ada ter'crush' yg amat sangat kat sorang budak senior (senior tak senior mana la, budak form 2 je pun). Namanya dirahsiakan, tp dia budak ganu gok. Punya la minat, kalau ternampak dia lalu kat depan kelas, sampai nak terjatuh dari kerusi pun penah. Tapi setakat minat tang jauh je la, mamat tu tak tau kita minat dia (kalau dia tau pun, dia buat dek je pun..isk..isk..). Yg bestnya, bila time bebudak lelaki gi semayang jumaat, saya and the gang, diulangi, and the gang ok, pegi la ke kelas bebudak yg kitaorg minat, pastu curi2 tengok buku2 dia, tgk tulisan mcmana, pensel kaler apa, kotak pensel gambor apa... tu takpe lagi, disebabkan hostel kitaorg 6 tingkat, maka bila depa melintas kat bawah nak gi masjid, ada can la skodeng dari bilik....hehehehehe..tak senonoh punya anak dara. Tapi takat tu je la...lebih2 takde. Dan yg paling saya tak sangka sekali, sehingga sekarang..setelah hampir 20 tahun berlalu, saya bukan saje setakat masih ingat nama budak tu, tp saya masih ingat jugak no. maktab dia dan no. IC dia. Matila simpan data peribadi org dlm kepala berpuluh tahun katanya................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;notakaki: hehehe..takde komen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Masa belajor2 di peringkat yg lebih tinggi (i.e dari matrik sampai le habih unibersiti), saya selalu jatuh longkang. Tak tau kenapa...suka sangat jatuh longkang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan ada sekali tu, masa tgh jalan ngan hubby  ( pongpreng la masa tu...), saya terjatuh dlm longkang sampai ala2 tersembam...ye...tersembam. Bukan longkang dalam pun, longkang kecik sepotet tu jer...tu pun buleh menyembam. apa daa....tak romantik langsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;notakaki: hubby kita tak gelak ok masa tu...siap cemas lagi. Tapi dah lepas tu setahun tak abis ungkit lagiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Itu la 6 perkara pasal saya secara esklusif utk blog ni...saya lom sempat pikior nak tag sape plak lepas ni. Nanti say aberhibernasi sambil mencari idea dulu...kita tengok sape yg kena............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-7785458568505834371?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/7785458568505834371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=7785458568505834371' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7785458568505834371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/7785458568505834371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/02/6-things-you-never-heard-about-me.html' title='6 THINGS YOU NEVER HEARD ABOUT ME...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-117097932269094942</id><published>2007-02-08T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-09T00:02:02.706Z</updated><title type='text'>CERITA SAMPUL SURAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duluuuuu...masa muda remaja dulu, masa tu papa masih lagi belum pencen macam sekarang. Ada seorg jiran yg tinggal tak jauh dari rumah kami mintak tolong papa bagi tusyen personal untuk anaknya. Nak dijadikan cerita, org itu mcm tak berapa nak bertegur sapa sgt dgn keluarga kami, sebabnya tidaklah pasti. Rasanya pertama kali dia datang, papa kata papa dah tak mengajar tusyen lagi, tapi org itu datang memujuk supaya dapat juga papa tolong dia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dapat saja tau org itu dtg kerumah mintak tolong ajarkan anaknyer tusyen tu, saya yg berdarah muda lagi panas ini terus tak benarkan papa tolong org tu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Alasan saya selama hari dia bukan main sombong lagi dengan kita, kenapa bila susah carik papa utk ajar anak dia??&lt;/span&gt; kata saya yg masih muda remaja. Tapi papa tenang saja, tak kata apa2. Tengok2  dah pun mula mengajar anak org itu, siap pergi ke rumah org itu lagi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maka begitu la seterusnya, papa meluangkan masa berjam2 seminggu selama at least sebulan. Bila dah habis tempoh yg dijanjikan, org itu datang kerumah bertanyakan ttg bayaran. Papa kata tak kesahlah berapa yg patut. Org itu pun hulur la sekeping sampul surat. Saya tak tengok isi sampul itu, tp mama kata org itu bayar rm30. hati saya terus membara, sudahlah merayu2 minta ditolong, pergi kerumah dia utk mengajar anaknya berpuluh2 jam, kenapa pulak kedekut sangat cuma bayar rm30 sedangkan org itu org berada.... Jadi saya ini, yg berdarah muda dan panas tadi, terus pergi pada papa dan bertanya..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"kenapa org tu teruk sangat bayar papa rm30 saje? muka tak malu, masa nak datang mintak  tolong terhegeh2 datang merayu. kenapa papa biar dia bayar penat lelah papa tu rm30 saje?" &lt;/span&gt;ermm...berapi2, bertubi2 soalan saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;papa cuma diam, lepas tu dia berkata &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"tak apa lah duit tu. Hidup kita ni bukan utk duit saje. Biar org lain buat tak baik pada kita, kita jangan sekali2 buat tak baik pada org lain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saya diam, dalam hati masih belum reda kemarahan. Tapi Allah itu maha Mengetahui, selepas drp tu,  org itu yg dulunya bermasam muka sudah boleh bertegur  sapa bila berjumpa, sudah boleh  tersenyum dan angkat tangan bila berselisih kereta.  Dalam hati saya yg sudah jadi sejuk, saya berkata"duit mmg boleh beli banyak benda  tapi tidak boleh beli segala2nya." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan dalam hati juga saya berjanji utk cuba jadi sebaik papa. Tak pasti samada saya akan jadi sebaik itu, tapi percayalah papa, anak papa ini akan tetap mencuba setiap hari utk jadi manusia yg lebih baik dari sebelumnya. And one day, you can proudly say in your heart, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"my girl, is just like me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;notakaki:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. amar ini mencari kekuatan dari kasih sayang dan doa mama, papa, ata dan apin..dari cinta raiedzall..dari sokongan mereka yg boleh dipanggil sahabat, dan dari sinar mata serta bening wajah shafiyyah dan ajmal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. kehidupan dinegeri yg sejuk dan kadang2 bersalji ini mengajar banyak perkara. Belajar hidup dinegara org, belajar memasak dgn lebih sedap dari dulu yg setahun 3-4 kali sajer masuk dapur, belajar menguruskan rumahtangga sambil belajar, belajar supaya dapat mengajar anak bangsa dengan lebih baik serta belajar menilai yg mana sahabat, yg mana kawan dan yg mana cuma 'seriawan' (ulcer mulut: yg selalu datang esp. time cuaca kering, walaupun sekejap tapi menyakitkan...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-117097932269094942?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/117097932269094942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=117097932269094942' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/117097932269094942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/117097932269094942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/02/cerita-sampul-surat.html' title='CERITA SAMPUL SURAT'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-116963029493588796</id><published>2007-01-24T09:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-24T09:18:14.946Z</updated><title type='text'>AKU INI MENCARI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/894771/IMG_2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/268386/IMG_2016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;" There are so many expectations out of me, some of which I feel rather difficult to fulfill..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Mengapa begitu sejuk negeri ini? hujung jari jadi kaku,  hidung jadi beku, mata jadi layu, otakku bercelaru dan hati jadi sayu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin ke pantai, dimana matahari memancar tapi bayunya menghembus nyaman, sambil makan keropok lekor....ermmm, membayangkannya saja sudah buat hati jadi damai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-116963029493588796?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/116963029493588796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=116963029493588796' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116963029493588796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116963029493588796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/01/aku-ini-mencari.html' title='AKU INI MENCARI...'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-116843301332919853</id><published>2007-01-10T11:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:49:55.986Z</updated><title type='text'>THE END OF YEAR 2006, WELCOME 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/232473/IMG_2109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/724759/IMG_2109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yg ni gambar yg last sekali ditepek kat sini..takde kena mengena ngan citer pun..tapi ianya diambil 2-3 hari lepas, maka ia gambar terbaru ditahun 2007, yg selebihnya semua gambar ketika masih lagi 2006. Yg comel lote pakai tudung hitam tu, anak bujang saya sebenarnya, yg menangis nak semayang jugak mcm kakak dia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/568519/IMG_2076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/979994/IMG_2076.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dibelakang adalah bangunan westminster..kalu tak silap la..kalu aku silap..nasib korang la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/441424/IMG_2073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/891189/IMG_2073.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;London eye from the distance..nak naik tunggu lain kali la..ni kira sesi ambek gambor dari jauh je dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/309795/IMG_2058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/957685/IMG_2058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;big ben on the background..kot org tanya sok, buleh la ckp dah sampai london ye tak...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/283313/IMG_2053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/223894/IMG_2053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big ben on the scene again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/822526/IMG_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/328129/IMG_2007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tak dapat masuk, dpt amek gambor depan gate pun jadi laa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/684484/IMG_2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/717615/IMG_2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini la tempat bersemayamnya queen elizabeth yg sudah tua itu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/137352/IMG_1999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/23015/IMG_1999.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kat depan queen's gallery..tak masuk pun..takde masa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/331459/IMG_1963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/575931/IMG_1963.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one is a dear fried, another is a dear sis..whom both i love very, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/238895/IMG_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/237871/IMG_1959.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jalan2 disheffield ngan dorang...sebelum dorang balik tinggalkan kami sunyi lagi dinegeri  sejuk ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/196950/IMG_1950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/104279/IMG_1950.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak ngan areefa ngan afiq dibelakang sebagai background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/17117/IMG_1885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/356311/IMG_1885.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak tetap tak kalah gaya, ni kat designer outlet...aktiviti kitaorg banyak makan2 je sbb tak mampu shopping (york)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/290816/IMG_1875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/357694/IMG_1875.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini tempat org2 jewish menyorok masa perang dulu (york). cantik tempatnyer diatas bukit..tapi nak naik kena menapak punya tinggi..tak kuasa akak memecahkan lemak terkumpulku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/380312/IMG_1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/20589/IMG_1858.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni kat garden yg ada museum didalamnya..tp museum tak masuk sbb kena byr....percutian berbuget ini..........(york)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/768497/IMG_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/777812/IMG_1847.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tugu ape ntah..kurang periksa pulak..asal boleh je amek gambor (york)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/666105/IMG_1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/560070/IMG_1845.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the building in york, the inside is breathtakingly beautiful, tapi sbb tu church, kitaorg takde la masuk..setakat menjenguk kat foyer jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/564369/IMG_1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/723028/IMG_1814.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dekat restoran kebabish pun boleh lagi posing..ni sebelum kejadian ngeri tu..jadi senyum ku lebih lebar sedikit rasanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/2347/IMG_1774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/766299/IMG_1774.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;daku dan hubby depan bangunan apa ntah..city hall kot? he.he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/660731/IMG_1728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/923091/IMG_1728.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bawak apin jalan tgk sheffield university..gambar kat depan mappin building&lt;br /&gt;dimana ada dept mechanical , EEE and civil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;somehow, all the dark clouds seem to passed. Now, i have the courage and the mood to  smile again...........................  :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ermm...for the past one month, the last month of 2006..we've been thorugh lots of things. dinderku apin had stayed during the school holiday, menjadi tempat adik melepaskan geram seperti aktiviti menggigit peha mak usu. To make it more merrier, mirul, rosnita and two of their kids stayed over for 10 days b4 the went back to malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;makanya, christmas break kali ni mmg amat meriah, apart from that sad darn thing, its been wonderful...full of laughs and warm love. we do enjoy each other company and the 'kekecohan' of being a big family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disebabkan keta dah takde, maka satu hari bebudak undergard ada organise a trip to york, about an hour from here, so kitaorg berbondong2 ( ada dlm kamus ke perkataan ni?) naik bas sekali ngan bebudak tu pegi la jenjalan ke york. its a beautiful town, with lots of magnificent buildings and fabulous sceneries. sebelah petang pegi retail outlet, but we came out with the least of bags from shopping since the price is still above the par than we can afford at the time being...wink.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu ada la jugak bawak dak apin pegi retail outlet kat doncaster...kat situ kitaorg agak sakan jugak merambangkan bijik mata sendiri...angkut sampai takde hengat..sampai abih dah duit dlm poket, baru balik....hahahahahahaha......akak suka terapi begini. refreshing..... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hari2 yg lain dipenuhi dgn acara menambah lemak serta spare tyre, termasuk aksi berperang seorg mak sedara dgn anak2 menakannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on boxing day, kami beramai2 ikut berboxing sama di meadowhall, dan lagi sekali...refreshing therapy takes place..on my side of course, leaving my hubby moncong  mulutnyer sebab kena tunggu anak sementara  ibu keluar masuk kedai....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamirul ngan areefa ngan afiq balik on the 29th..perghhh..buleh tahan kecohnya malam tu..tp alhamdulillah semuanya berjalan lancar..thanks to shah yg bagitau kes baggage yg tak boleh lebih dia punya allowance on each luggage..kot tak buleh panik jugak si mirul kat airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kesokannya, rosnita ngan apin plak balik. kitaorg hantar che ros gi rumah adik angkat dia mlm tu coz dia flight dari manchester, dan kitaorg pagi-pagi buta dah naik bas ke london nak hantar si apin...thanks to abe' shuk sebab sudi hantor ke stesen bas. sampai kat victoria coach station yg buruk dan tak lawa tu, baru kol 11 lebih..sempat la round2 london...he..he...ingat ziela jalil ngan azza elite je ke buleh sampai london?kuang..kuang...sempat la lagik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dengan menapak, sampai la jugak kami ke buckingham palace, tp puteri diana dah takde, dia dah mati.....org punya la ramai..sumer pakat 'perak' mcm kami..queen victoria pun tak nampak, dia tgh letih, baru lepas layan anak cucu main.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dari situ kitaorg pegi la pulak tgk big ben&amp; parliament building, westminster building dan jugek london eye yg sekarang ni ada jugak sebijik kat KL tu..... tu je la pun yg sempat, pastu nak kena bergerak naik bas lagi utk ke heathrow.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai heathrow, akak terkujat lagi sekali............laaa.............apa punya cikai daaa airport. airport tengganu pun dah lagi cantek tau.   kecik, buruk, tak convenient, orgnya tak ramah mesra dan jugak ada bapak polisi jalan2 bawak mesingun..ye...mesingun you all, suspen kan. mcm dalam citer perang la pulak. ermmm...akak tak dapat tahan, nak kata jugak...bangang punya omputeh, takut dgn bayang2 sendiri!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah apin check in, kitaorg naik lagi bas balik ke VS, dari situ naik lagi bas ke sheffield...what a journey. sampai kat sheffield kol 12 mlm, diambik pulak oleh che det dan terus dibawak ke rumah depa dgn makanan dah siap terhidang. siap makan badan pun dah letih, maka terus je sleep over...he..he..tenkiu..tenkiu...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gitu la citernya...kisah penutup 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang dah 2007...tahun ni ingat nak diet la...spare tyre akak dah banyak.........tidakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s: setiap yg berlaku ada hikmahnyer............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. kitaorg dah ada keta baru, beli keta mirul....dapat diskaun setelah kedua2 pihak malu2 kucing semasa sesi berurus niaga berlaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2. hari ni mak ayah kita balik dari mekah..lom sampai tengganu lagi, kejap lagi sampai kot ni, tak sabar nak tepon.rindu mak ayah kite.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3. kejap tadi, ye, baru je kejap tadi kita dapat call....aku ini telah berjaya diterima bekerja... bukan jadik lawyer..bukan doktor..bukan jugak lecturer... tp jadi pencacai di student union building. keja 3 jam sehari dari kol 3 sampai 6 ptg. he..he..kakak selonot, dia kata nanti ibu ada duit buleh pegi disneyland.....hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-116843301332919853?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/116843301332919853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=116843301332919853' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116843301332919853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116843301332919853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2007/01/end-of-year-2006-welcome-2007.html' title='THE END OF YEAR 2006, WELCOME 2007'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-116541583116858890</id><published>2006-12-06T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-06T14:37:11.446Z</updated><title type='text'>THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON</title><content type='html'>yeah..things do happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it put sparkles in your eyes, a big grin on your face and it makes you gleefully laugh. But on the other hand, sometimes it bring tears streaming down your cheek and makes you cry your heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the latter case, the road that you're trudging seem so winding and the obstacles seem endless and imposibble to get through,  while the pain and agony feels unbearable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things do happen for a reason..it makes you see how selfish, self-centered and arrogant people can be, and yet you realised more and more  that there are still people who give out their hands unexpectedly, offering their help without hesitation and willing to go to certain extend to make others feel better. On top of it all, it makes you see YOU, and how sometimes you need to pay for your negligence and things that you've taken for granted. And obstacles also makes you stronger and perhaps a better person than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how wonderful and full of surprises life can be...we laugh, we live, we cry, we grief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the deepest depth of my very soul, I would like to express my million thanks to those kind-hearted people around me, who always stand by me whatever the circumstances is.  I'm blessed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: yes..something unpleasant happened to us last few days but I don't want to specifically mention it here for it already brings so much sadness than it should with people keep on asking and what choice do I have rather than to answer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-116541583116858890?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/116541583116858890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=116541583116858890' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116541583116858890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116541583116858890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-happen-for-reason.html' title='THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-116505408126746230</id><published>2006-12-02T09:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-02T10:08:01.386Z</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN DANCE PARTY (30/10/06)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/370686/IMG_1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/906605/IMG_1553.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kakak and nurul....ready dah nak masuk dewan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/876497/IMG_1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/854074/IMG_1557.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;chewah..posing kakak..posing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/650396/IMG_1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/771103/IMG_1590.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kakak buat face coloring, kasik lagi ngeri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/222646/IMG_1580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/494982/IMG_1580.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;adik dah ambik alih 'tentacle' si nurul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/691612/IMG_1583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/906390/IMG_1583.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mengekek saya ngan marina gelakkan 'hantu' yg besor tu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nape?  tak nak ckplah..korang tgk la sendiri.... (tu belum tgk dia joget lagi.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/950839/IMG_1569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/904762/IMG_1569.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;adik tgh mencari mangsa...hantu mana adik nak kejar dulu nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/834076/IMG_1568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/669966/IMG_1568.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lagi 'hantu2' yg comel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/769308/IMG_1565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/1081/IMG_1565.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kakak + nurul ngan cikgu kelas diaorg nama susan. (baik cikgu ni..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/287985/IMG_1563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/556635/IMG_1563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hantu mat saleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/186559/IMG_1562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/55585/IMG_1562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kita makan dulu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/664179/IMG_1556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/216994/IMG_1556.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tgk la contoh hantu ngeri kat belakang tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/1600/616547/IMG_1555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3454/3111/320/394859/IMG_1555.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;posing dgn kostum b4 masuk dewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ermmm... citer dah sebulan lepas sebenarnya. Kakak ada dance party kat sekolah, semua kena pakai tema halloween a.k.a yg ngeri2...memula tak nak kasik dia pegi, ye la..mana la kita penah ada benda2 cenggini kat malaysia, tapi dah si kakak hiya2 sangat nak join maka dia telah dibenarkan pegi dgn bersyarat...he..he..angkut maknyer sekali.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance party tu buat kat gym sekolah....nerbes je memula tu, mana la tau..sekali ada puja2 hantu ke apa...tak lintang pukang lari nanti anak beranak...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai je kat sekolah suasana bukan main meriah kat luar sebab budak2 sumer pakai kostume..ada yg kelako, ada gak yg ngeri...maka kitaorg pun beratur la utk masuk ke dewan..dari luar dah dengar meriah2 kat dalam..nerbes ni..apa la ada kat dalam tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sekali bila dah masuk dalam dewan...laaaa..takde apa2 pun, ada la hiasan belon2 ngan pumpkin. pastu ada dj 2 org mainkan lagu sambil ada lampu lip lap..cikgu2 dorang pun ada sekali, pun pakai kostume jugak. sebelah belakang dewan disediakan snack dan minuman., he..he...kitaorg takde la ambik makanan kat situ sebab dah bawak bekal dari rumah walaupun makanan yg disediakan tu ok aje sebenarnya mcm crisp ngan air kotak sebab utk budak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masa masuk dewan tu ingat kan si adik takut la sebab ramai sangat hantu2  berkeliaran, sekali si adik siap kejar daa...apa la adik ni siap tarik2 lagi kostume org lain, habih 'rebeh' baju hantu2 dikerjakan dek adik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acara nya cuma menari2 cikgu ngan anak2 murid....lepas satu lagu lagi satu lagu..bila lapar, hantu2 pun makan dulu... saya ngan marina (omaknyer nurul) duduk kat bench di tepi sambil gelak2kan dorang...haa..ha...best..best...sambil gelak sambil makan snek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cukup satu jam, dorang pasang lampu kasik terang dan stopkan muzik...thats it. dance party is over. le..cenggitu je..tapi ok la, bebudak tu have fun dgn cikgu2 nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gitu la ceritanya, halloween dance party kat sekolah kakak...omaknyer ada jugak party 'lansing-lansing' masa belajor dulu. alah...sesama geng pompuan esp. time bday party ke hape, korang tak kan tak penah kot?&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/29252625-116505408126746230?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/116505408126746230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=116505408126746230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116505408126746230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116505408126746230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2006/12/halloween-dance-party-301006.html' title='HALLOWEEN DANCE PARTY (30/10/06)'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-116412128526700419</id><published>2006-11-21T14:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T15:01:25.270Z</updated><title type='text'>KENA MARAH...FOR GOOD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;abg: yang...dah siap ke belum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dinder: ...............(buat dek)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;abg: buat apa lagi tu tak siap2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dinder: tgh nak siap la ni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;abg: buat menda lama sgt? dah nak ptg dah ni...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dinder: mana ada petang..tadi org tepon mama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;abg: nak pegi school ke tak ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dinder: pegi..pegi...(sambil cepat2 masuk bilik air)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;abg: dah skrg ni tiap2 hari balik lambat, 3 tahun musti siap tau..abg nak balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dinder: ye la org pun nak balik jugak..org tgh berusaha la ni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ye, hari ni aku lambat sket pegi sekolah...siap kena marah dengan warden asrama.....garang betul warden asrama itu sekarang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-116412128526700419?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/116412128526700419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=116412128526700419' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116412128526700419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116412128526700419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2006/11/kena-marahfor-good.html' title='KENA MARAH...FOR GOOD.'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-116404681843857060</id><published>2006-11-20T17:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T18:20:18.683Z</updated><title type='text'>MUNGKIN INILAH DIA KEBAHAGIAAN.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEGEMBIRAAN DAN KEBAHAGIAAN...ye, inilah kegembiraan dan kebahagiaan (part of).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. Kedua ayahanda dan bonda (En. Kamarolzaman &amp; Pn. Asma) serta pak long dan mak long (En. Rosman &amp;amp; Tg. Norzila), insyaAllah akan berangkat ke Tanah Suci utk menunaikan ibadat haji pada hujung minggu ini (26/11/06 &amp; 28/11/06). Walaupun sedikit sedih sebab tak dapat nak bersama menghantar dan menjemput mereka di airport nanti, tapi doa saya tetap mengiringi mereka. Semoga mereka yang sangat saya sayangi ini sihat dan selamat dalam menyempurnakan ibadat haji serta mendapat haji yg mabrur.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. Bespren ku Cik Quena sekarang is expecting her second baby...dengar citernya sudah mula morning sickness dgn teruknya....kesian kawan aku nih. Tapi, tentula sangat gumbira rasa dihati sebab si Dina pun dah besar, mmg patut sgt dah dapat adik..errmmm, patutnya dah 2-3 org dah adik..hik! Awak, aku doakan awak cepat2 tak morning sickness dah dan selamat semuanya, ibu dan anak. Walaupun aku tau musti awak buruk giler sekarang sebab tgh poning2 dan jugak meng'gemuk' (sebabnya awak mmg dah berlemak kan, walaupun masa tak mengandung hari tu....ampunnnnn!), tapi takpe, jgn susah hati..seri ibu mengandung musti ada punya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Adinder ku yg tersayang, puteri pucuk kelompang sorang, akhirnya insyaAllah telah berjaya dicucuk2 utk dtg ke negeri sejuk banget ini. he..he..mrasa la kitaorg ada amah free sebulan lebih..opppss! tak, merasa la ada adik dtg boleh gentel2..lagipun ko patut berterima kasih kat kak mar sebab selamatkan ko dari kebosanan tahap terlampau nanti kat rumah pak long..bukan apa, takut ko main tarik rambut dgn si effa tu je..ko ada je bakat nak buat benda2 tragis cenggitu..hik!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;4. Adinder ku Ata Lamat sekarang dah bekerja di tempat baru, dimana tanggung jawap lebih telah diberikan kepadanya, which I took as an upgrade to his career..Go for it bro. You know what, few yrs back, someone almost put a bet that you'll never make it through all the obstacles..but i have faith in you. I just knew it that someday you'll come out big..huge...humongous! Why? because you're doing what you're best and love. I'll never come out big, so and so sajork! Jadi, bekerja keras ye dinder, kerana kekander telah ada berkenan kepada seseorg disini utk dikenen2kan.....kesss..kesss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Itu sajork dulu perkembangan terhadap kebahagiaan ku...cerita yg bahagia2 saje baru la hati pun ceria...tak gitu?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29252625-116404681843857060?l=anitakema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/feeds/116404681843857060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29252625&amp;postID=116404681843857060' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116404681843857060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29252625/posts/default/116404681843857060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitakema.blogspot.com/2006/11/mungkin-inilah-dia-kebahagiaan.html' title='MUNGKIN INILAH DIA KEBAHAGIAAN.....'/><author><name>anita kema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04648101651893701250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29252625.post-116324331196717902</id><published>2006-11-11T10:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:08:32.086Z</updated><title type='text'>MARI BERAYA...(part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1637.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gambar sekeluarga; dari sheffield dengan cinta (from sheffield with love?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;para bapak2 bergambar selepas kekenyangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1626.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eng. materials gals line up: pn.ros, pn. kina and pn.nita.&lt;br /&gt;sorang dah nak balik bulan depan, sorang lagi dah tgh writing dan akan balik tahun depan, sorang lagi baru je submit report first year..uwaaaaaaaaaa! lambat lagi nak buleh balik nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1621.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bukan selalu dapat bergambar berdua......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1607.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shafiyyah and the gang....yg lebih banyak berlari dari makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;para ibu di rumah terbuka firth park (semua tu bukan la pinggan yg pertama...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;couple mat saleh yg tambah rendang berkali-kali....(rumah terbuka firth park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1529.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;antara tetamu di subud...(ada plak mat saleh sorang pakai baju melayu, rasanya wife dia org melayu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1547.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ibu posing ngan jubah yg dibeli dikedai arab yg di introducekan oleh kina yg kemudian diintroducekan kepada ros dan kemudian diintroducekan kepada sal.....semua pakai jubah made in kedai sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1545.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aksi rock kapak depan subud di hari raya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby besar posing lentok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1533.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ajmal posing lagi...kali ni ala2 model pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1538.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini masa kat subud..sesi bergambar hanya berjalan selepas perut dah kenyang, baru buleh senyum lebar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1520.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Antara tetamu yg datang rumah terbuka kitaorg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/1600/IMG_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3454/3111/320/IMG_1518.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bergambor ngan anak2 angkat...kali ni lengkap semua ada, termasuk la sikecik maisarah..kira angkat sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&l
