<?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-6026561787801804853</id><updated>2012-01-30T01:12:05.597+02:00</updated><category term='4 the OnEs'/><category term='the first episode of my lame story'/><title type='text'>wIth tHe pRiDE......yOu wiLL bRighT</title><subtitle type='html'>tHis iS the bLog oF thE fReeDom THat nEEd nOt to STick To ANy iDeAS buT oNly nEeD to ThiNk oF yOur SelF-bEnEfits anD yoUr owN rESpoNsiBilITy to The UmmAh. So, sHalL stARt wiTh A niCe thoUghTS that We arE MoviNg AS a whOlE not AlONe in ThiS mErE World. bE cOntEnTeD aNd STriVe fOr IT. AlhAMduLLilAh</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-8767654858229566317</id><published>2011-07-28T12:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T13:45:45.568+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vingt-cinq (25) Rasul.. Bani Israel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hBQyHCfz9w/TjE_VnsUDPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FXz-pYMwZwk/s1600/thumb.php.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hBQyHCfz9w/TjE_VnsUDPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FXz-pYMwZwk/s320/thumb.php.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634354249481850098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk entri ini, IA, saya akan cuba menggunakan BM kerana khuatir maksud entri tidak mampu saya sampaikan dalam medium bahasa lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas habis peperiksaan akhir tahun ini, banyak masa yang terluang yang sewajarnya diisikan dengan pelbagai aktiviti berfaedah. tambahan, bulan ramadhan yang bakal tiba mestilah didahului dengan amalan-amalan 'latihan' untuk menjalani bulan yang berikutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seketika duduk di dalam kamar berkapet merah ini, aku cuba membelek sebuah buku karangan paman Indonesia yang bertajuk 'Sejarah 25 Rosul'. Ia menceritakan perihal rasul yang wajib diketahui ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedang membaca buku ini, aku melihat asal usul keturunan Bani Israel ini. Sememangnya mereka adalah keturunan yang amat terpuji. Maka beginalah dapat disimpulkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sekiranya salah, sila tolong khabarkan, agar boleh dibaiki untuk agama mulia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bani Israel ini adalah keturunan dari Nabi Ibrahem a.s. yang memiliki dua orang isteri. Siti Sarah (isteri pertama baginda) dan Siti Hajar (diberikan oleh raja Mesir kepada Nabi Ibrahem dan dibesarkan oleh baginda dan dikahwininya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keturunan ini diberi nama Bani Israel atas Bahasa Ibrani yang bermaksud suka berjalan pada malam hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keturunan ini adalah merupakan keturunan yang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Paling banyak berfikir / berakal seperti Nabi Ibrahem yang realitinya adalah anak kepada Azar (pembuat patung berhala), beliau tidak pernah sesekali ingin untuk menyembah berhala. bahkan, beliau yang dari kecilnya telah diletakkan di dalam hutan (kerana Raja Namrud akan membunuh setiap bayi lelaki) telah mula mencari perihal tuhan yang hakikat. Beliau memandang bulan, bintang dan matahari dan akhirnya membuat keptusan untuk menyerahkan diri bukan kepada bulan, bintang dan matahari tetapi kepada SANG PENCIPTA BULAN, BINTANG &amp;amp; MATAHARI YANG MAHA ESA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surah Al An'Am: 76-79 : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika Malam telah menjadi gelap, dia melihat sebuah bintang (lalu) dia berkata, "inilah tuhanku". tetapi tatkala bintang itu tenggelam maka dia berkata "saya tidak suka kepada yang tenggelam"&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian dia melihat bulan terbit dia berkata "inilah tuhanku" tetapi setelah bulan itu terbenam dia berkata "sesungguhnya jika tuhanku tidak memberi petunjuk kepadaku pastilah aku termasuk orang orang yang sesat"&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian tatkala dia melihat matahari terbit dia berkata, "inilah tuhanku, ini yang lebih besar", maka tatkala matahari itu terbenam dia berkata "hai kaumku, sesungguhnya aku berlepas dari apa yang kamu persekutukan"&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya aku mengadapkan diriku kepada Tuhan yang menciptakan langit dan bumi dengan cenderung kepada agama yang benar, dan aku bukanlah termasuk dalam orang-orang yang mempersekutukan tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Paling banyak mendapat Nusrah Allah seperti Nabi Ibrahem yang ditinggalkan di dalam hutan namun tidak diganggu oleh haiwan buas dan masih hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga sewaktu beliau, Ibrahim a.s. ketika dicampkkan ke dalam api, beliau masih selamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Anbiyya 69:&lt;br /&gt;(Kami berkata) Hai api, menjadi dinginlah, dan menjadi keselamatanlah kepada Ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga seperti Siti Hajar dan Ismail, tatkala ditinggalkan oleh Ibrahim a.s. di (Makkah) padang pasir yang tidak berpenghuni, Allah telah  mengutuskan Jibrail a.s. untuk memberitahu tempat keluarnya mata air. kemudian ia diberikan nama ZAM-ZAM yang bererti berkumpul. dan juga seperti pengikut Musa a.s. yang diberikan hidangan dari syurga ketika lapar dan dahaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa dari keturunan ini pon dikabulkan oleh Allah seperti doa Nabi Ibrahim dalam surah Baqarah 126:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya tuhanku, jadikanlah negeri ini (MAKKAH) negeri yang aman sentosa, dan berikanlah rezeki buah-buahan kepada penduduknya yang beriman di antara mereka kepada Allah &amp;amp; hari kemudian. Dan Allah menjawab; kepada orang kafirpun Aku berikan kesenangan sementara, kemudian aku paksa mereka jalani siksa neraka dan itulah seburuk-buruk tempat kembali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keturunan ini terkenal dengan kasih sayang mereka seperti Nabi Ibrahim terhadap saudaranya Nabi Luth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Ankabut 32:&lt;br /&gt;Berkata Ibrahim: sesungguhnya di kota itu ada Luth. Para Malaikat berkata; Kami lebih mengetahui siapa yang ada di kota itu. Kami sungguh-sungguh akan menyelamatkan dia dan pengikut-pengikutnya kecuali isterinya. Dia adalah termasuk orang-orang yang tertinggal (binasa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. keturunan ini melahirkan anak yang banyak-banyak dengan rahmat Allah swt. sehingga keturunan N. Ya'qub diberi gelaran (Al-Asbath) kabilah-kabilah / kelompok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari keturunan Nabi Ibrahim a.s. bersama Siti Sarah (dikurniakan Nabi Ishaq a.s. yang dikurniakan Yaqub a.s. dan salasilah sehingga Nabi Musa a.s.) dan bersama Siti Hajar (dikurniakan Nabi Ismail a.s. yang salasilahnya kepada nabi Muhammad s.a.w.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi dapat disimpulkan keturuan Bani Israel ini adalah terpuji. namun apakah sejarah yang seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;continue to part 2 later insha allah....&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/6026561787801804853-8767654858229566317?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/8767654858229566317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=8767654858229566317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/8767654858229566317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/8767654858229566317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2011/07/vingt-cinq-25-rasul-bani-israel.html' title='Vingt-cinq (25) Rasul.. Bani Israel'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/-0hBQyHCfz9w/TjE_VnsUDPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FXz-pYMwZwk/s72-c/thumb.php.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-3362863858730220119</id><published>2011-07-09T19:52:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T20:31:22.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HE/SHE IS SO CONFUSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFvwNQ6ZjCo/ThiW3OqBobI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PpjzDHWvLQc/s1600/canvas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFvwNQ6ZjCo/ThiW3OqBobI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PpjzDHWvLQc/s320/canvas.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627413609970770354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BISMIALLAH HIR RAHMAN NIR RAHIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASSALAMUALAIKUM WARAHMATULLAHI WABARAKATUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaifa haluka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came up yesterday, just before im going to snooze (got tire revising patho), as I lay down on my couch, suddenly it came to me about a boy / gurl. That's really interesting to be talked of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bien sur, we are not speaking about his/her nature and identities at all (shhh.. its confidential) but really I would like to share some part of him/her that might be useful for us in becoming much lenient yet assure our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now-on, i shall speak about him/her by indicating the letter H (him/her). sorry, but its just got my hands ache to write it down many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some kinds of people that is really confuse about their lives'. (this includes me too.. :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start of, let we know a little about confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If we might ponder of, confuse means inability (or state of stumble) of individual to decide an actions corresponding to the nature &amp;amp; stimulus. this means, an act that inappropriate to the nature is a state of confusion too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Now we shall seek the 'symptoms' that comes parallel to this state. They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.    Keep changing H thought for several times for petty reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii.   Inability to respond to H surroundings (like clapping zestfully when people were mourning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii.  Tries different things for a single leisure aspect with a reason of I don't feel like doing it from the start actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv.   Denying any actions that purely improper without a firm reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v.    Being unreasonable for most of H acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi.   Everyday, H keeps depressing as if there's not a day where the lucks is H's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VjCSH2dccU4/ThicJeJgxoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/y_CDdNyFcGM/s1600/confused.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VjCSH2dccU4/ThicJeJgxoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/y_CDdNyFcGM/s320/confused.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627419420925150850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. H are keen with their lives as well as 'concerning others lives' and H just can't stop comparing H to others and that demoralize them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. So, here come the major Q, what shall be done to these peoples. Here are some tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. They need friends. Try to make-out one. If it may seems impossible, at least join &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Being-so-confused-you-dont-know-what-to-think-anymore/116868381660707"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii. Start to share and start to care about yourselves more than others. seek Help. an option is &lt;a href="http://www.emergingonlinetrends.com/professional-identity-clearing/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii. Know that everyone are confused, it's not just you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QC5luNIGJTU/Thid9t9Y1GI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nMNpvRJKOjU/s1600/No%2Bconfusion%2Bgraphic%2Bsmall.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QC5luNIGJTU/Thid9t9Y1GI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nMNpvRJKOjU/s320/No%2Bconfusion%2Bgraphic%2Bsmall.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627421418034091106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Au revior et Ma'a salamah. wassalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: This is just a scrap thought. feel free to flag it down.&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/6026561787801804853-3362863858730220119?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/3362863858730220119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=3362863858730220119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/3362863858730220119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/3362863858730220119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2011/07/heshe-is-so-confused.html' title='HE/SHE IS SO CONFUSED'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/-XFvwNQ6ZjCo/ThiW3OqBobI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PpjzDHWvLQc/s72-c/canvas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-322802530944881453</id><published>2011-07-08T05:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T05:42:45.358+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Pathology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpsiEG7fhes/ThZ4et14EII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2k_BmRHdxCQ/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(caricature is just as an imagination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9lUmDlVKH80/ThZ4d53DicI/AAAAAAAAAMI/W9FBpDod-i4/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvTM0IcLu3M/ThZ4dk9-MyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iQc_McJLGgI/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvTM0IcLu3M/ThZ4dk9-MyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iQc_McJLGgI/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626817233981158178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonjour. C'est bonne matin pour j'ecris une article du Habitants problemes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encore, readily, once i'm reading the pathology it just let me think about the current muslim problems that had happened all around the world especially here (pointing to my heart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a starter, i really like to name it as MUSLIM CONFUSION. but, ever-since this doesn't include all (whole) muslim entities; it really need a different un-provoke-able name as MY CONFUSION. (writing about ourselves lowers down others voices iA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9lUmDlVKH80/ThZ4d53DicI/AAAAAAAAAMI/W9FBpDod-i4/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9lUmDlVKH80/ThZ4d53DicI/AAAAAAAAAMI/W9FBpDod-i4/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626817239589292482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, thats me.. being confused all day long standing there doing nothing. deliberately, no intention of dragging people into my confused state had been offered. it's just a sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, shall we see what had been buzzing me lately. simply there are only few big stuffs crossing ahead for instance;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Syiah, Wahabi &amp;amp; Salafi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not interested to clarify them down, you really could ask any of the preachers for better grasps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, i would like to say few words about Syiah and what made Me been confused by it. It is one of the most path in Islam (claimed to be) that offered much and very much rukhsah as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Nikah Mut'aah (that had been said to be legalized prostitution)&lt;br /&gt;b. Solat Jamak (whole solats could be performed once at night)&lt;br /&gt;c. Broad unanimosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It later came to me to think about what happened actually, and after seeking some answers it was really happened before, but it had been outlawed by Allah later on. (still seeking the ayyah for this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its really sense-full enough to say when someone got horny. they should get married. but if its been outlawed. is it just a matter of chastity then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well remember this 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. being a slave to the God is about showing our devotion to him against whatever He tells us not to follow and obliged what had been told. it gives inner satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii. indeed sometime, sex had been too much irresistible, actually, you have and must to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are other more suitable answers for it if we shall read more later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Political insensibility (Palestinian, Lebanon, Middle East upraising etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crucial to note them indeed to respond to these things. but never to forget the priority of syariah. which of which comes in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Economy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Social needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpsiEG7fhes/ThZ4et14EII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2k_BmRHdxCQ/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpsiEG7fhes/ThZ4et14EII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2k_BmRHdxCQ/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626817253542989954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, knowing MY CONFUSION is not the matter that i wanna draw you into. It's about how I could manage it. so shall later we see what suppose to be managed and how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's role is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-322802530944881453?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/322802530944881453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=322802530944881453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/322802530944881453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/322802530944881453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2011/07/modern-pathology.html' title='Modern Pathology'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/-GvTM0IcLu3M/ThZ4dk9-MyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iQc_McJLGgI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-3747894138159145445</id><published>2011-07-07T17:21:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T17:28:51.439+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORANDUM 4 OUR THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nldGKSoUXRo/ThXQb7N8WKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-IKhpgqJ2PM/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nldGKSoUXRo/ThXQb7N8WKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-IKhpgqJ2PM/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626632487640520866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGVqgwJZTWk/ThXQIh33qEI/AAAAAAAAALw/VYS-K6WEz4w/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;Introducing my own book... haha.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGVqgwJZTWk/ThXQIh33qEI/AAAAAAAAALw/VYS-K6WEz4w/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;MEMORANDUM 4 OUR THOUGHTS..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the epic of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still finishing lots of chapters.. its really tidous one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-3747894138159145445?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/3747894138159145445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=3747894138159145445&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/3747894138159145445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/3747894138159145445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2011/07/memorandum-4-our-thoughts.html' title='MEMORANDUM 4 OUR THOUGHTS'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/-nldGKSoUXRo/ThXQb7N8WKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-IKhpgqJ2PM/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-1454072073505141014</id><published>2011-07-06T21:21:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T22:00:18.771+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Qui est que ca veut dit BERSIH?</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahman Nir Rahim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonsoir, comment ca va?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been pretty some times since I've left my last steps here. well, i guess im gonna start to count it again and manage it well this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors! how are you guys out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emm. actually, i'm gonna write about thoughts, decision, moratorium &amp;amp; timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing first, as a matter of fact, these rattles are nothing more than just my mere lame personal thoughts that might or might not be true and applicable at all. However, lately, since the case of BERSIH getting hot into the air and swayed some guys; it calls me to write a little of my thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, to be bare in mind, this is not a blueprint of perfectness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. well, to made it much smooth here, shall be pointed some of the factors that need to be seen before doing some decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it to be put under the heading of Thought &amp;amp; decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mere enough, some thoughts might change the world as well as swap it out. so which of which might lead to the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came to me (and most of all) to decide which of which. simply these are the variables that need to be plain-ed before making an act:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.    aim&lt;br /&gt;ii.   objectives&lt;br /&gt;iii.  methodology&lt;br /&gt;iv.  expected benefits&lt;br /&gt;v.   foreseen casualties&lt;br /&gt;vi.  costs (human &amp;amp; non-human costs)&lt;br /&gt;vii. alternative ways&lt;br /&gt;viii. most importantly (but sorry to be put as the last) the shariah that covers all perspective of the acts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaving it to you guys to decipher &amp;amp; entails much more of the points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, expressing your thought is not wrong. but giving the wrong thought is wrong. so its a matter of way of thinking isnt it? anyway, its not being narrow-minded here, its just the orientation of people making decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. now move into the moratorium &amp;amp; timing. alors, some time we are running out of time, but mostly, we have to be a sort of retard to say that we need time and the perfect timing is much more important than a mere sudden unexpected and undesirable acts giving like a hell of effects. :P (sorry for my french)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if even its much practised ever-since and proven to be highly effective; we've heard from our ancestors (very very old guys) that a crowd is more important than a batalion? a march is more vital than a memorandum. in deed, our apostles never use such act to ask for any subjugation. thats really 'inplausible'. and lots of ayyah tells us more about this. Tahaa as example in which Allah asks Harun &amp;amp; Musa to subjugate its will to Allah and persuade Pharaoh back to the righteous path. and He verily never ask these Rasuls to march to the pharaoh for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logically, during the time, lots of peoples were devastated to turn Pharaoh down, so gathering such crowd is easier than thought. but its not the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets speak again about BERSIH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. its a very nice intention and well planned. but, still. its not the right way to be done with. and here are the reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.  it might have hidden agenda behind it since after all, the upper strata insisting on marching down the hill in spite of other alternative had been proposed.&lt;br /&gt;ii. most of the benefits is self-sided (pertaining to the left parties) and not going to satisfy us in another 10 years. never onwards. (the want the opposition to win since this shows its equality and justice) thats not the case that guarantee our needs later on. Islam shall be denied! thats a total misleading acts&lt;br /&gt;iii. the down-hill march just a miserable acts to our economical and democratic afflictions with international parties that will stay down &amp;amp; low in our next-economical funds. so what shall be happening next? ah ha? no more money? haha&lt;br /&gt;iv. lastly, and most importantly, its not the way as what we have been asked to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave the rest for you to figure it out. it's an actions that we have been calling for. row it or leave it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: play your role. wassalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: Al-quran, Hadis, Memorandum 4 our thoughts &amp;amp; Israel tactics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-1454072073505141014?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/1454072073505141014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=1454072073505141014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/1454072073505141014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/1454072073505141014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2011/07/qui-est-que-ca-veut-dit-bersih.html' title='Qui est que ca veut dit BERSIH?'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-1590362160240564302</id><published>2011-04-15T13:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:48:25.368+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A loaflet to be nibble</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum wbt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini pergi Majlis Transisi Kepimpinan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot of wisdom words ive heard today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ada junior ni tnyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abng akmal, saya nak tanyer sikit. kenapa abng akmal skunk ni makin bahagia dan badan makin besar. Adakah abng dah jumpa calon yang dapat menjanjikan 3 perkara yang abang nak tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just could smile and replied something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~then ada seorang berkata waktu ambil hadiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, akmal pon dah nak jadi sheikh dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just could smile and ponder about what he thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~lepas tu ada junior cakap pasal my result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied him nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats not wat ive been thinking.. cuma this wat opened me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peoples, sometimes, we think that we've did a right thing indeed we are not yet well acquainted with the TRUTH that we are not there. not even a step (in most cases)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, we love to ponder (at least), and speak wat we've think right. but HOW FAR DID WE'VE WALKED OUR THOUGHTS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying good thing is nice. but,our 2nd thought will lead us to feel bad and good at a time; once we did say and did not meant it. ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, Believe, Thoughts, Actions, Wills and Hope are stuffs that not easily to be Tamed down into a coffee table to sip. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-1590362160240564302?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/1590362160240564302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=1590362160240564302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/1590362160240564302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/1590362160240564302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2011/04/loaflet-to-be-nibble.html' title='A loaflet to be nibble'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-2286185636552181062</id><published>2011-03-21T16:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:46:15.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What a People we have..</title><content type='html'>Greetings and Assalamualaikum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna share my thought for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people tend to see what had happened in front of us... in our arena and area... do we ever ponder what made it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be exact... like me, undeniably true that Japan wisely cope the disaster and lessen the woes.... and people tend to think on how they act and think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 1500 years ago, there a guys, achieved something even brighter and i... i dont even dare to sneak on why and how.... thats how i was mould i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets prepare for a change.. changes perhaps... pray for all.. amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-2286185636552181062?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/2286185636552181062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=2286185636552181062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/2286185636552181062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/2286185636552181062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-people-we-have.html' title='What a People we have..'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-2251796539755831878</id><published>2010-10-20T22:00:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:21:51.348+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought NYER</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was me and my frens.... some of my frenz actually... when we are in our 1st sem of 1st year.. it was in 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/TL9LWs0ELHI/AAAAAAAAALI/J6JoaAViOBg/s1600/aku+suker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/TL9LWs0ELHI/AAAAAAAAALI/J6JoaAViOBg/s320/aku+suker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221720793001074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak berangan sikit..... hehe&lt;br /&gt;like people said....... most people say lah.. but not all....but yet, to be recall.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all are meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be followed as a flow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be felt as a blow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a cycle of life... macam protoza.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met some docs that ive known since my first year here... and we havent met for a year.... and she still stays the same, the warmth, beauty, lovely and all good good good things are still on.. i could grasp in her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but me, like anyone does or perhaps going to be????????... huhu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and then teringat pasal myself waktu first met her... till now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/TL9Lmyx0X_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/dGpqDIe6tw0/s1600/58576_1556026017037_1126803575_31590988_5993855_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/TL9Lmyx0X_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/dGpqDIe6tw0/s320/58576_1556026017037_1126803575_31590988_5993855_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221997272096754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this wasnt exactly waktu i met her.. but it's taken almost a month before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so teringat about those and still thinking about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im old.... aging or perhaps i like to be called as senior... haha... gosh... any means, thats not the thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i changed? a lot? perhaps... not a step... or much... is it physical... psychological.... i dunt even know..... does anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wat we meant to be... as all trees, fruits, flies (any vectors eg anopheles or culex etc)... they got to do.. wat they need to.... child, young, youth or sporozoite, trophozite or wateva Prof Helen called it (she's nice.. but the protozoa stages; sounds like alien for me .... an alien name)  they still go to where they flew...... uhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this wat i have asked me.. myself.... in the noon, of the dark... looking through the windows of the past.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i got the chance to be brought? do i got the chance to be proud? or mostly, do i have a time to...... getting old day after day... shall i be where........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh..... nice thought for today... let bring another one later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;william said that IM NOT A MAN OF WORD...... i think its true....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-2251796539755831878?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/2251796539755831878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=2251796539755831878&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/2251796539755831878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/2251796539755831878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2010/10/thought-nyer.html' title='Thought NYER'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/TL9LWs0ELHI/AAAAAAAAALI/J6JoaAViOBg/s72-c/aku+suker.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-4158333151972916042</id><published>2010-04-16T17:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T17:18:43.054+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fuhh.. fuhhh........... its dusty around here... wat made it so?????</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A cat runs bad,&lt;br /&gt;The time to be read,&lt;br /&gt;Yet fore-comers still nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ship sailed away,&lt;br /&gt;Passengers swayed to the day,&lt;br /&gt;Till they been astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud still there,&lt;br /&gt;Enunciating the weather to where,&lt;br /&gt;But the drought was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. nih poem for the last 2 months... haha.... hope everyone likes it...&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/6026561787801804853-4158333151972916042?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/4158333151972916042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=4158333151972916042&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4158333151972916042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4158333151972916042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuhh-fuhhh-its-dusty-around-here-wat.html' title='fuhh.. fuhhh........... its dusty around here... wat made it so?????'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-5486973063631826825</id><published>2010-02-01T14:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:19:34.155+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yg terakhir dan yang paling bahagia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/S2bUz-0IDSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KgjnsZ8OK4c/s1600-h/Mak+Abah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/S2bUz-0IDSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KgjnsZ8OK4c/s320/Mak+Abah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433263989969128738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: Salam, abah sehat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: alhamdulillah abah sehat. Nilah mal, ubat injection abah nih, kalo pakai lat lat boleh ke? sekarang nih baguslah. abah punya kencing m anis dah x tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: akmal pon x tahulah bah. akmal x de bacaan gula abah. kalau abah selalu baca gula abah. Bolehlah kot. tapi akmal nasihatkan ikut macam doktor arahkan. Abah dah jumpa doktor? Surat ubat yang akmal hntar kat abah dah tunjuk ke dengan doktor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: Belom lagilah, abah jumpa minggu depan ni, hari selasa. Nanti abah tunjukkan. Tapi, aritu abah ada pergi ambik ubat kat hospital. abah tunjuk dengan ornag pharmacy pasal surat Natrylex eh (sebutannya Natrilex) tu. die kata, ubat ni x de kat hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z: Abah. kalo x de, abah beli jelah ubat tu kat luar. ubat tu lagi bagus dari ubat kencing abah (Furosemide). ubat ni x de kesan pada gula. dulu, akmal takut kencing manis abah tinggi sebab makan ubat furosemide tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: Yeke. patutlah. Abah dulu kencing manis tinggi 12,13. tinggi ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z: Tinggi jugak. tapi x pe je...... Abah kene jaga makan. kalau inject sebelom makan, pastikan abah makan lepas tu. Jangan tak makan. Nanti abah pengsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: yerlah, doktor kat hospital pon cakap macam tu. tapi abah x pengsan pon. hehe (abah ketawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.:Memang x pengsan lagi. nanti kalo dah pengsan kan susah. Kaki abah x bengkak, jantung x sakit ke? abah dah makan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: Abah sehat. Kaki elok je, cuma abah ada sakit kat sendi lah. lepas bertukang reban kambing tu. abah sakit sendi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: Abah makan ubat cholesterol lagi ke (Lovastatin)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: makan, tapi kenkadang, abah makan pagi.. doktor suruh makan malam. tak pe kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: X berkesan kalo makan pagi. sebab abah akan buat cholesterol  pada waktu tido. jadi, kalo makan waktu tido, lagi effektif?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z: Lagi eeeeffeeekkkttttiiiiffff (sebab tenet sangkut, aku terpaksa menslowkan perkataan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: Oh.. defektif ek....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: lebih kuranglah. abah sakit sendi lagi ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: sakit jugak. tapi sekarang dah tak sakit. aritu jer waktu bertukang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: Abah makan ubat cholesterol x hari ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: Makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: Harini sakit x otot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: X sakit pulak. aritu je sakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: Ubat tu ada kesan sakit pada badan. kalo ada sakit lagi, mintak doktor tukarkan ubat je. lagipon ada je ubat laen yg x bagi kesan macam tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: Oh. nanti kalo ada, abah cakap ngn doktor. Kalo abah x makan ubat tu je x pe ke? kalo abah makan lat lat je. selang-selang. bagus kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: X tahulah bah, akmal x tahu cholesterol abah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abah: cholesterol abah rendah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: makan jelah dulu bah, kalo ada sakit baru cakap dengan doktor suruh tukar ubat. Abah kaki x bengkak kan. ada bersenam x?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: ada, abah bersenam yoga jelah. macam yg dulu tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA.Z.: Abah boleh lompat x? sepoloh kali je sehari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: 100 kali pon boleh insha allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z.: Abah lompat ye 10 kali je sehari. akmal nak darah abah lancar. tu je....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: insha allah. Nah.. cakap ngn mak. abah nak g dapo nih. Ko dah makan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z: Akmal ( x ingat jawapan apa yg aku beri). abah makan apa? abah ada kawan kirim salam. nama dia kudus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah: abah makan (pon xingt abah jawap apa). Kirim salam kat kawan-kawan ye. Semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yerlah, sembahyang jngan tinggal,jaga diri baik-baik, beljar rajin-rajin, abah sayang anak anak abah. nah cakap ngn mak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.Z : akmal pon sayang abah gak. jaga diri. Akmal sayang semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teringat pulak janji dengan abah. teringat lak harapan abah. Ya Allah.. bantulah kami semua ke jalan yang benar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-5486973063631826825?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/5486973063631826825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=5486973063631826825&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/5486973063631826825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/5486973063631826825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2010/02/yg-terakhir-dan-yang-paling-bahagia.html' title='Yg terakhir dan yang paling bahagia'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/S2bUz-0IDSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KgjnsZ8OK4c/s72-c/Mak+Abah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-8068984539216011372</id><published>2010-01-19T23:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:08:29.948+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The WhiTTER is BiTter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-8068984539216011372?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/8068984539216011372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=8068984539216011372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/8068984539216011372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/8068984539216011372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2010/01/whitter-is-bitter.html' title='The WhiTTER is BiTter'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-7223930100520817527</id><published>2010-01-17T17:02:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:30:28.683+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fLEw away fROm tHE rEst.... bUT sTill gOEs to the NEst</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/S1Mm-Z7VDNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eKxKjiuV_tY/s1600-h/P1040068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/S1Mm-Z7VDNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eKxKjiuV_tY/s320/P1040068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427724829465054418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEAUTY WILL FADE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE SUN MIGHT BE FAKE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;LOVERS COULD SHAKE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;OUR FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;IS STILL THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;....  aper yg aku rasa waktu nih are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. naperlah aku jumper THIS waktu aku kat mesir.. kan best kalo aku jumper since aku sekolah menengah dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. kiter ader banyak persamaan, tapi itu x penting sangat.. yg penting is kita accept each other.. n that touch my soul....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kiter saling bantu membantu dan paham each other... walopon gado.. itu hanyalah gado miaw miaw jer... sebab tuh.. aku sayang semuer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya tujuan aku tulis post ini adalh untuk cakap.. yg&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aku sayang semuer kawan aku yg ader kat dalam picture tuh or x der dalam tuh seperti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;an an (anis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hur hur (hur)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ana ana (farhana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ie ie (iezaty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;na na (nadia wonder gurl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are are (areqa come&lt;/span&gt;_)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ir ir (irna m_ch_)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;di di (diba m_ao_)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;termasuk gak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ab ab (abu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;kud kud (kudus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ba ba(baem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;af af (afiq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;khairi (ery ery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lUQ luQ (bthday boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. jngn marah yer.. aku letak sesajer jer.... aku sayang korang semuer.... aku minx maaf kalo ader sesaper terasa hati sebab aku dah lama x happening cam dulu... hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-7223930100520817527?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/7223930100520817527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=7223930100520817527&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/7223930100520817527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/7223930100520817527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2010/01/flew-away-from-rest-but-still-goes-to.html' title='fLEw away fROm tHE rEst.... bUT sTill gOEs to the NEst'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/S1Mm-Z7VDNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eKxKjiuV_tY/s72-c/P1040068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-4703792285613083981</id><published>2010-01-08T13:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:45:19.502+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Make hIm BlURR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/S0caP8KZdSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1g3ez5DfNzg/s1600-h/riverpeople.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/S0caP8KZdSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1g3ez5DfNzg/s320/riverpeople.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424333137341150498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It shows a family that used to live by the river... there's a boy there....n this is how his life goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; it shows a guy that used to live away from the jungle, near to the river where he used to spare most of his time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of peoples that used to live in the jungle... not exactly IN THE JUNGLE... but near to it... nearby or watever u called it, doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks the jungle as a terrifying place to be. as he was never been there or never intending to be there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a single day that was nearly forgotten by mankind.... THEY BELIEVE ON THAT there is something PRECIOUS inside the jungle that could help all the residence to keep on living in a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetically, none of the, volunteered to make their journey for THAT thing. Not to mention those whom living nearby the jungle... INstead... they simply chose him to find it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE REFUSE IT for many times... keep doing anything that could make him 'astray' from being selected by the residence for doing something that was so sinister to him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those residence have no idea on what's gonna happen later on... he is not used to be there.... he will never intending to be there............. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND YET, THEY STILL LET THEM DOING WAT HE HATE THE MOST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so, cynically, he did gone into the jungle... insisting to cover-up his freaking fright side and seek for that precious thing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the early spell into the ENTRANCE of the jungle..... he saw that the road is diverging into two...... make his journey more and more tough and a little bit loathing (if he may say so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/S0cZLdFgvEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ITJ-zzhUMoA/s1600-h/3452767239_75744aa6d4.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/_54sZkE6RZ30/S0cZLdFgvEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ITJ-zzhUMoA/s320/3452767239_75744aa6d4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424331960768052290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;n this make he thinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinks  thinks n keep thinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as he went so blurr.... he just made it up to his instinct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, simply his lucky charm let him chose the second light road....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went more further deeper into the jungle.... he met all kinds of 'things' as HE keep on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, out of the blue... he found there is something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/S0cTgXkoORI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/vdQuB4gBmL4/s1600-h/3800974_30d883a55a.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/_54sZkE6RZ30/S0cTgXkoORI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/vdQuB4gBmL4/s320/3800974_30d883a55a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424325722995439890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A VERY something that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that make he thinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of something that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;SEEMS CLEAR, BUT CONFUSING, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;SOMETHING TRUE BUT YET DOUBTFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SOMETHING THAT HE HAS DID, BUT YET NOT KNOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/6026561787801804853-4703792285613083981?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/4703792285613083981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=4703792285613083981&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4703792285613083981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4703792285613083981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-him-blurr.html' title='Make hIm BlURR'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/S0caP8KZdSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1g3ez5DfNzg/s72-c/riverpeople.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-4083244959720464068</id><published>2009-12-17T10:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:37:35.642+02:00</updated><title type='text'>mAk... akmal impikanmu disini</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AKMAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;AKMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANGUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOLONG MAKKKK KAT DAPUR....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;APER NAK JADI NIH, TIDO JER KERJA... X DERLAH NAK TOLONG ORANG KAT DAPUR KER..... BUAT PERUN KER.... BAGI MAKAN AYAM KER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MAK TAHULAH PENAT, TAPI CUBALAH TOLONG MAKKKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that's was wat exactly sounds in my house for every weekends during my secondary school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku memang suker bangun awal... tapi aku suke berangan kat atas katil... berangan nak kaya lah, nak jadi artis lah, nak jadi pendekar lah... merepek jer waktu tuh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not good to express my feelings in words especially when it goes to my family.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuma nak mak tahu yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;mak...... akmal sayang mak.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy belated birthday..... akmal mintak maaf sebab terlupa birthday  mak dah 2 hari lepas.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6026561787801804853-4083244959720464068?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/4083244959720464068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=4083244959720464068&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4083244959720464068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4083244959720464068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/12/mak-akmal-impikanmu-disini.html' title='mAk... akmal impikanmu disini'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-4715957788167570580</id><published>2009-12-14T02:16:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T02:34:49.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hEllo HeRo the BrAVO aL mIgNIfIcanTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're Hero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyWGMa2n9lI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Tz3hI1iO_4s/s1600-h/P1040068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyWGMa2n9lI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Tz3hI1iO_4s/s320/P1040068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414881674907874898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, you run on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;e street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looking&lt;/span&gt; for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; something with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;in yourself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;   Even in the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; raining morning&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;windy night&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;   you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;continue your dream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There are moments you want to give up,&lt;br /&gt;   it's the same for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;   Without giving up, step by step let's go&lt;br /&gt;   Up! Up! Up! Up!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Raise your precious heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now, you're a real hero.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This field&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stage &lt;/span&gt;where &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;you will shine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;   You're out of tears and now standing here.&lt;br /&gt;   Those hero's eyes give courage to the world.&lt;br /&gt;   You're Hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Everyday, you &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;cannot rest &lt;/span&gt;or stop what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;   While impatiently believing,&lt;br /&gt;   you &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;wait for tomorrow's dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;cannot be a genius in a sudden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;   Continuing forward, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;little by little let's go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Up! Up! Up! Up! Someday...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyWFSZZecMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6RoEiNSSXPc/s1600-h/dark3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyWFSZZecMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6RoEiNSSXPc/s320/dark3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414880678084767938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   let's start walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;You're dream is everyone else's dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Right now, you're on the stage where you will shine.&lt;br /&gt;   You're out of tears and now standing here.&lt;br /&gt;   Those hero's eyes give courage to the world.&lt;br /&gt;   You're Hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You're friends follow the same dream.&lt;br /&gt;   For sure &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you can feel them beside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now, you're a real hero.&lt;br /&gt;   This field is the stage where you will shine.&lt;br /&gt;   You're out of tears and now standing here.&lt;br /&gt;   Those hero's eyes give courage to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You're dream is everyone else's dream.&lt;br /&gt;   You're out of tears and now standing here.&lt;br /&gt;   Now, you're a real hero.&lt;br /&gt;   Those hero's eyes give courage to the world.&lt;br /&gt;   You're Hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tm2osHAs9lQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tm2osHAs9lQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-4715957788167570580?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/4715957788167570580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=4715957788167570580&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4715957788167570580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4715957788167570580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-hero-bravo-al-mignificanto.html' title='hEllo HeRo the BrAVO aL mIgNIfIcanTO'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyWGMa2n9lI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Tz3hI1iO_4s/s72-c/P1040068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-6738668043070786489</id><published>2009-12-11T16:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:50:27.064+02:00</updated><title type='text'>nO cOMMent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;SALAM TO ALL THOSE PEOPLE OUT THERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First thing, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ive no idea on why my words were been underlined here... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Does anyone had an idea????????? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Aku x tekan aper aper pon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;X perlah.... dah ok dah pon. naper tah. aku pon x tahu.....aku saje jer nak update my blog. malas sebenarnyer nak write anythng here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of things, indeed of their existence.... we snubbed them....... instead of the importance.... we rebuke it... sian depo kan....... but, thats why human is called for..... to be forgotten (or someone prefer to called it as gorgot)... that wasnt right however...... we need those things..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those stuffs are our air, light and food that keep us alive........... so, aper yang aku nak cakap...... Treasure your&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 'surroundings' &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;never&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; let&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; something worse happens again........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyJYiZNCFcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hTEeo04MhYw/s1600-h/DSC02275.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/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyJYiZNCFcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hTEeo04MhYw/s320/DSC02275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413987049957103042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p.s: pic nih nampak aku cam muda lak.. padahal aku dah tuer dah....... kene insaf cecepat nih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyJb32MLgFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XM-hT9fSKIg/s1600-h/4e3a9c1044290eda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyJb32MLgFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XM-hT9fSKIg/s320/4e3a9c1044290eda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413990717050290258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;tengok arashi smile.. comel jer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trrrrryyyyyyyyyyyy tooooooo smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dedicated to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;muhammad akmal bin zakaria &amp;amp; all &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; frenssss.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6026561787801804853-6738668043070786489?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/6738668043070786489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=6738668043070786489&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/6738668043070786489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/6738668043070786489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-comment.html' title='nO cOMMent'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/SyJYiZNCFcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hTEeo04MhYw/s72-c/DSC02275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-690793804868832929</id><published>2009-11-11T22:06:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:36:09.374+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FaiRy Tale AS irNa sAID</title><content type='html'>Aku dah tulis bende nih dah lama dah....... cuma x post jer... tetiber rasa nak post......... nih yg post nih...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was being inspired by the Dr in the Biochemistry Practical. Thank you &amp;amp; sorry coz i'm so tired since i cant even focus on the colorimeter. Im totally swayed by my own imagination....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a story of a boy.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day she went to the hospital was the last day she's here. Ahh.. I think it's the last time ever-since the last quartet in this avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never been any quiet then, the time she started to play; it's like everything is hers. The wind will be even stop to blow; letting the beautiful sounds to be heard. Her quartet was the best here in Alphom. Perhaps, it is still the very best. Humph.... But, no sounds of strings ever heard.... In this hall, right after the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My varsity life was wonderful. It's always been something that pop-ups to bright up the day. Lecturers,Friends, Family and lots of people; they were never missed the chance to carve up my smile. I love those day. Perhaps I'm gonna turn the world upside down if it could ever return me to that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, suppose to be the finest day ever. Enrolling to the medical school in Schutz, one of the most well-known medical school in the West. Out of the blue, I saw Rebecca and her fiancee. It swap my happiness away from the sight. She walked away from me...... it couldnt help. i just able to stare.....and.. thennnn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took my hand then said "My dear son, Its bout the timing; yours haven't come yet, and might be she's not mean to be yours. Maybe there are some gurl that much more better for you. And i'm sure that u deserve the best honey". Im just shoking over my head.Daddy for sure concerns about me as he tries to talk about my fees and all of other things that he doesnt likes to.. I do understand him.. We are just a common folks then... but what make things worst is about her. Why does she's here? What happen to their famous well-design planning to be in U.S. Is this just a conspiracy.......................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-690793804868832929?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/690793804868832929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=690793804868832929&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/690793804868832929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/690793804868832929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/11/fairy-tale-as-irna-said.html' title='FaiRy Tale AS irNa sAID'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-2139820309948113650</id><published>2009-11-10T23:01:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:21:32.572+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Witch Yo hee&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnWEoiD5aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2A6rvrrpNO4/s1600-h/458664004_e76443b563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnWEoiD5aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2A6rvrrpNO4/s320/458664004_e76443b563.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402584603095721378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum..... Ive finished watching that drama... as being expected.. the all 16 series took my leisure time for 2 days... aku memang giler tngk cte romantik ni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, every time ive ever watched any romantic love story drama; i'm hoping that my love to be like that........ wonderful, meaningful, colourful... tahlah.... rasa cam seronok...........eventhough we got lots of problems, lots of obstacle to be endured.. tahlah.. macam it strengthen up the bond kot... no idea.... aku rasa macam nak bercinta lak skunk nih... haha....... im totally 'swayed' by the drama.. help me plezz....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnWzK_-y_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/FAXOOpkksVg/s1600-h/2690518427_fd68cb285b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnWzK_-y_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/FAXOOpkksVg/s320/2690518427_fd68cb285b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402585402622004210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough Yo hee suka pada Senpai die rnih, deep inside her heart; she loves Mooryong more... n the most worst part is they fail to express their love at the first sight.. waktu tngh date for the first time...... For god sake, aper nak malu.. kenkadang aku rasa cam im gonna express to her on behalf of him... (that's the worst part of me being emo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, its just fake.................... (dialogue from the drama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i am really hoping is....................&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnX8XFrNWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bWbqeTudJ5M/s1600-h/3457727821_a6c7c1c14b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnX8XFrNWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bWbqeTudJ5M/s320/3457727821_a6c7c1c14b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402586659997562210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;THE HAPPY &amp; ROMANTIC ENDING &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that able to make me shed my tears... hahah....... AHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking for mine............ hehe.... kidding..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IS MORE THAN A FOOD...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnZN3QofDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t7D04Rmj4zY/s1600-h/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnZN3QofDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t7D04Rmj4zY/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402588060202859570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-2139820309948113650?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/2139820309948113650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=2139820309948113650&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/2139820309948113650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/2139820309948113650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/11/witch-yo-hee-assalamualaikum.html' title=''/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/SvnWEoiD5aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2A6rvrrpNO4/s72-c/458664004_e76443b563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-1273768953827505806</id><published>2009-11-01T14:08:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:30:17.602+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Im KIndA staRtiNG mY ReaL liFe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Su1-SoneDtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/gWLNfi1hJOI/s1600-h/DSC_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Su1-SoneDtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/gWLNfi1hJOI/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110386892803794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Su1-SgPuZdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oKjSG-AEj50/s1600-h/DSCF7178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Su1-SgPuZdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oKjSG-AEj50/s320/DSCF7178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110384645727698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;huihhhh&lt;/span&gt; it was never been expected n i was never ever like to be once a 'Ketua BAtch'..... sounds like a nice title. to steer up 200 BRillIanT MeD sTudenTS will be never eASY....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beLOM cUBa bEloM Tahu......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FinE...... tHEN why dONT u GIvE it a TrY tHEn..... IvE proMIsed mY mOm To nOt GEt iNVolVed in anY tutttttttttt...... welL, i GueSS, iTS just MY luck then  To BE ELIcted for......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HahA. oR iTS jusT My appEarncE ThatS Too Cool MadE thE gURl TO vOTE me More... Sh. C'mON.... ThEre ARe TENth OthER peoPLe tHATs BeTTer THAN mE......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...... nak caKap BnaYk pon X gUnER..... BAek KItER bErASabr n redHA.... iNi uJIAn daRi ALlah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wHat did i hope IS everyOne TO StAnd TOgEthEr Wth ME in THe SAkE oF ouR nAme; as A muslIm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JuST let Me KnoW iF U GoT aNythng. em........ sebenarnya, im kinda worry about ThIS...... AFtEr All, i GOt so MaNY stUFF to bE looKed AftEr.... now, Im GonnA add tHis TiTle To mY 'sTuFF'. couLdnt Be hELP..... alLaH WIll HeLp uS anD I nEeD To helP mYsELf TheN.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEZ DO tHe BEst..... cAN dO tHe bEsT (candodbez)EvEn thOUgH it IS just OnCe.... say it once lovely (sayitoncelovely).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah.......... enouGh oF buTA bEnDE tak Der PekDAH nIh......... im nEED tO do mY job AS kEtuA bAtCh.......... gOnnA slEEP........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buYbye Mr. MuhAmmAd AkmAL..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u gOnNA bE BEttEr now............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nEEd uR heLP tHRoUGHoUt tHEse YEarssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bAEm&lt;br /&gt;abU&lt;br /&gt;KuduS&lt;br /&gt;AFIq&lt;br /&gt;kHAIri&lt;br /&gt;LuqmAN&lt;br /&gt;N othER guYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANis&lt;br /&gt;Hur&lt;br /&gt;AReqA&lt;br /&gt;DIBa&lt;br /&gt;IrnA&lt;br /&gt;IeZ&lt;br /&gt;FARHanA (hope u'll recover quickly)&lt;br /&gt;NAD&lt;br /&gt;iliE&lt;br /&gt;N OthER GurLS eSPeciALLy mY assisTANT asiLAH (hOpe to kNOW u SOOn)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-1273768953827505806?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/1273768953827505806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=1273768953827505806&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/1273768953827505806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/1273768953827505806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-kinda-starting-my-life.html' title='Im KIndA staRtiNG mY ReaL liFe'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/Su1-SoneDtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/gWLNfi1hJOI/s72-c/DSC_0183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-4518679527609936948</id><published>2009-10-08T18:20:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:35:54.837+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My bRothEr's WEddiNg Day</title><content type='html'>Salam to everyone whom &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; EITHER ATTEND OR ABSCENCE &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during that day... but... surely, there's only a gurl yg datang.................... memang baek betol budak yg datang tuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SkNhUPXI/AAAAAAAAADs/Aq25sczwiF8/s1600-h/DSC_2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SkNhUPXI/AAAAAAAAADs/Aq25sczwiF8/s320/DSC_2212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390266217323052402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SjhMbqbI/AAAAAAAAADk/QjQlQFbsyuM/s1600-h/DSC_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SjhMbqbI/AAAAAAAAADk/QjQlQFbsyuM/s320/DSC_2211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390266205424298418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SjEj4-jI/AAAAAAAAADc/FLDfHcxHKvk/s1600-h/DSC_2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SjEj4-jI/AAAAAAAAADc/FLDfHcxHKvk/s320/DSC_2191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390266197738060338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SiqZsZhI/AAAAAAAAADU/KS3K9BIn5V0/s1600-h/DSC_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SiqZsZhI/AAAAAAAAADU/KS3K9BIn5V0/s320/DSC_2183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390266190715971090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SiFWNQjI/AAAAAAAAADM/2Sx-9TEBkqY/s1600-h/DSC_2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SiFWNQjI/AAAAAAAAADM/2Sx-9TEBkqY/s320/DSC_2182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390266180769235506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nilah pic waktu kerja kwen abng aku tuh..... yg set warna merah kat umah belah pompuan......... yg warna kunig tuh kat umah aku............ lawar x????????? tanjak yg bewarna kunig tuh, aku yg lipat seniri taw........ hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teror x aku??????????&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nih pic yg lebih clear.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4TPlcC3cI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Yg9Qocx4rs/s1600-h/DSC_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4TPlcC3cI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Yg9Qocx4rs/s320/DSC_2214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390266962477768130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi itu semuer kurang lawar............ haha........ nih check my latest pic........... ensem x??????????????? sapa nak ngurat aku......... cepat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4T_fOQ3XI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VXn1tQ0T-3s/s1600-h/DSC_2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4T_fOQ3XI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VXn1tQ0T-3s/s320/DSC_2221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390267785443073394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4T-12BaVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Sk8Xax8LJw0/s1600-h/DSC_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4T-12BaVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Sk8Xax8LJw0/s320/DSC_2220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390267774335543634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4T-dz4YHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4tdsrzwBs5I/s1600-h/DSC_2219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4T-dz4YHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4tdsrzwBs5I/s320/DSC_2219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390267767884111986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promoting myself........ (kinda stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, watever it takes... aper yg aku buat... is all for no one except for these two persons whom hold my life ............i might turn to an ash if they werent around............ who are they?????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4UjvFXZRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XeNStGPCtmU/s1600-h/DSC_2225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4UjvFXZRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XeNStGPCtmU/s320/DSC_2225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390268408176010514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVELY MOM &amp; DAD..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing u all the best...... may allah lead the goods for u and only u........ amen.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-4518679527609936948?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/4518679527609936948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=4518679527609936948&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4518679527609936948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4518679527609936948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-brothers-wedding-day.html' title='My bRothEr&apos;s WEddiNg Day'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/Ss4SkNhUPXI/AAAAAAAAADs/Aq25sczwiF8/s72-c/DSC_2212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-5717240651213062481</id><published>2009-09-27T00:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:23:12.183+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My pracTical Day HeRe</title><content type='html'>Salam to everyone there..... nih nak sambung cter aku nih... hehe... harap aku x menambah-nambah(aku kan suker menambah-nambah nih)..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dibawa masuk ke ward 5 in which im not the one suppose to be in-charged with bcoz the ward only for heavy duty cases eg for H1N1,chronic pneumonia,PTB(Pneumonia Tuberculosis) and any other end stage respiratory problem………. Aku siap pakai mask agi masuk tempat tuh. Aku risau gak. Takut x pepasal aku kene sakit lak kan… yerlah sebab virus nih kan asbab penyakit……….. then I was introduced to my superior…… so, I introduce myself……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“salam doctor, im Muhammad akmal zakaria, a first year medical student of alex university of egypt”&lt;br /&gt;Then superior aku reply. “salam, which year..first year.. can u understand anything then?”&lt;br /&gt;aku pon cakaplah…….. “we were taught in systematical way doc. We have taken subjects by block system.. I’ve taken the musculoskeletal system,ANS,general pathologies &amp; infection” aku pon mengarut lah sikit depan dier………….. then dier pon kate “let c later how”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah start berdebar dah wktu tuh…… then, aku masuk ward 4 (female medical) dier bawak aku round ward…. Aku ternampak ader satu makcik tuh baru lepas cardiac surgery… tapi doctor endorse her a dopamine. So, aku pon bertanyer……. “y they gave the dopamine instead of dobutamine, isn’t that the dobutamine is better in that case?”&lt;br /&gt;superior aku pon tanyer doctor yg endorse kan ubat tuh… naper bagi dopamine……. Then dier suruh tukar ke dobutamine……… (waktu tuh aku rasa macam practical nih senang giler sebab semuer tuh kiter dah belaja) pas tuh lak ader medical rep. nih datang sepital jual ubat……. Aku pon ikutlah superior aku layan dier…….. pas tuh dier tanyer aku whether aku tahu x apa tuh volsartan…. Aku pon jawab lah pasal ARBs…. Then dier kater  “alex university is very good lah……. U know everything”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi at last aku ngaku yg praktikal nih memang susah……… next day dier jumper aku kat ward 3 (male medical) ader pakcik nih mata dier kero sikit… then dier ader macam nak jatuh lak tuh………. Eye ball dier x lah move ke medial side either of them…….. then my superior asked me “akmal do u know wat is this? Which nerve palsy shows these sign? What is the syndrome? I will give you rm50 if u could answer me”&lt;br /&gt;waktu tuh aku dah rasa macam aku bukan medical student…I couldn’t answer any of that answer… aku x paham aper yg dier tanyer dan aku x paham aper yg nak aku jawab……… lepas tuh dier pon  kata “that’s basic CNS lah akmal, u told me u have learnt that isn’t it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku senyum jer…. then he asked me to read it over and he will asked it again tomorrow. Aku pon terus tulis dalam buku pink aku (my notebook)…&lt;br /&gt;my next pt was a DKA (Diabetic Keto Acidosis) then, my superior told me; “This DKA pt will occasionally will be comatosed due to increase ketone urine level. There is no urgencies, only we need to do a fluid correction and insulin Tx (treatment). and fyi, after 2 days jer, that DKA pt terus coma sebab dier ader predispose  Renal impairment… sian dier…… last I heard, she’s dead… al-fatihah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later ader satu uncle nih got ascite (perut buncit due to fluid increment).. then my superior asked me; “do u know what is the fluid thrill?” aku said I don’t know… then dier ajar aku on how…. We need someone else to aid us…. We placed one of the hand on the middle of the pt abdomen. Then, the other hand put at the left lateral of the abdomen. The other hand of our other person, we do a palpation on the other medial lateral end… if we could feel the thrill, so it indicates the fluid intraabdominal…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu jer kot for now… aku bagi dulu some of the usually used acronym:&lt;br /&gt;ABG: arterial blood gas&lt;br /&gt;VBG: venous blood gas&lt;br /&gt;CRF: chronic renal failure&lt;br /&gt;CCF: chronic cardiac failure&lt;br /&gt;RBBB: right bundle branch block&lt;br /&gt;LBBB: left bundle branch block&lt;br /&gt;LOA: loss of appetite&lt;br /&gt;GM: glucose level&lt;br /&gt;DM: diabetic mellitus&lt;br /&gt;PD: peritoneal dialysis&lt;br /&gt;MDI: method dose inhaler&lt;br /&gt;CVG: bypass surgery&lt;br /&gt;HCT: hematocrit level = PCV (packed cell volume)&lt;br /&gt;MCV: mean corpuscular value level&lt;br /&gt;CA: cancer&lt;br /&gt;AGE: acute gastro enteritis&lt;br /&gt;HPT: hypertension&lt;br /&gt;CE: cardiac enzyme&lt;br /&gt;LE: liver enzyme&lt;br /&gt;COPD: chronic obstructive pulmonary disease&lt;br /&gt;GERD: gastroesophageal reflux disease&lt;br /&gt;IVD: intravenous drip&lt;br /&gt;IHD: ischemic heart disease&lt;br /&gt;SOB: short of breath&lt;br /&gt;FBS: fasting blood sugar&lt;br /&gt;BGL: blood glucose level&lt;br /&gt;LST: liver testing test&lt;br /&gt;CVA: cerebral vascular accident (stroke)&lt;br /&gt;BUSE: blood, uric acid, serum &amp; electrolyte&lt;br /&gt;GCS: Glasgow coma scale&lt;br /&gt;ICB: intra cranial bleeding&lt;br /&gt;OD: once daily&lt;br /&gt;BD: bi daily&lt;br /&gt;TDS : three times daily&lt;br /&gt;PTB; pulmonary tuber culosis&lt;br /&gt;B/PNEUMONIA: bronchial pneumonia&lt;br /&gt;TRO: differential diagnosis&lt;br /&gt;USA: unstable angina&lt;br /&gt;D/S : dextrose saline&lt;br /&gt;N/S: normal saline&lt;br /&gt;AF: atrial fibrillation&lt;br /&gt;DRNM: dual rhythm no murmur ( for Cardio Vascular System)&lt;br /&gt;ESRF: end stage renal failure&lt;br /&gt;Ix: investigation&lt;br /&gt;UMN: upper motor nerve&lt;br /&gt;LMN: lower motor nerve&lt;br /&gt;AEBA: acute exacerbation bronchial asthma&lt;br /&gt;SJS: steven Johnson syndrome&lt;br /&gt;CXR: chest x-ray&lt;br /&gt;AXR: abdominal x-ray&lt;br /&gt;APTT: activated partial thromboplastin time&lt;br /&gt;MI: myocardial infarction&lt;br /&gt;CC: chief complaint&lt;br /&gt;SNT: smooth non tender ( for abdominal examination)&lt;br /&gt;PUD: peptic ulcer disease&lt;br /&gt;PC: platelet count&lt;br /&gt;C/S : culture &amp; sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;AFP: alpha feto-protein test&lt;br /&gt;AFB: acid fast bacilli test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others tuh, maybe aku x tahu agi. Let me know later.. kalau yang aku terluper. Alter I’lla dd it up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam…………&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-5717240651213062481?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/5717240651213062481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=5717240651213062481&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/5717240651213062481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/5717240651213062481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-practical-day-here_27.html' title='My pracTical Day HeRe'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-2831590508611367218</id><published>2009-09-11T02:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:00:50.296+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the first episode of my lame story'/><title type='text'>My pracTical Day HeRe</title><content type='html'>SALAM……….Hye there……….Im wishing uolz a good day………... I ask for an attachment at penang, tapi tetiber jer rasa menggatal nak wat kat Segamat; my lovely hometown…… aku terpaksa merayu untuk dipostkan ke Segamat instead of penang….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memula memang rasa macam x sabar, tapi as time comes by, aku rasa takut lak dengan BAYANGAN soklan yang akan aku terima nanti……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day at the SEGAMAT HOSPITAL, my attire macam a real doctor except my hair yang poyo and my white levis shoes yang dah old school…. Aku pon masuk daftar kat hospital tuh………orang semuer pandang aku. dierorng ingatkan aku kerja angkat pos jer. sabar jer... then aku didaftarkan setelah aku bagi university punyer vitae n etc...(malas nak mention)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My superior is Dr. R. Sirajudeen (Medical Specialist of Segamat Hospital)……… dier memang pakar giler sampaikan boleh tanyer aku bender yang aku memang dah belajar tapi x leh jawab…………..(later i'll let u know wat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku diADMITKAN ke medical department…… ward 3,4,6,7&amp;8… memuler aku memang selalu round semuer ward. Sampai naek nak bengkak kaki aku berjalan satu sepital… memang besh.. tengok depan mata macam-macma kes. sampaikan akak nurse yang jaga ward pon takut tengopk aku. dierong ingtkan aku doktor pakar (sebab aku pki mask.................) aku senyum jer kat dalam mask aku tuh..........   ader yang lebih lawak......... setiap kali aku round check ward (waktu doktor pergi mesyuarat) kalau aku suruh nurse tuh buat kerja (suruh dier masukkan air kat satu pt tuh),,,,, berlari dier pergi amek barang tuh......... kononya takut kena marah ngn aku........ aku wat x tahu jer........ heheh klakar giler............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lastly, aku stick to female medical jer………. Sebab female nih pt(patient) kurang sikit… so x pening kepala…….. x serabut sangat cam male……….. (nih experience aku lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu jerlah yang aku nak ceriter dulu………. Next episodes aku nak ceriter pasal pengalaman aku diMID-SEM EXAMkan oleh doctor-doktor aku……. Dan macam-maner aku mencari helah untuk tidak menjawab soklan mereka…………… dan termsuk kes pt aku yg dah meninggal…………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih n gembira gak………….. salam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-2831590508611367218?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/2831590508611367218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=2831590508611367218&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/2831590508611367218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/2831590508611367218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-practical-day-here.html' title='My pracTical Day HeRe'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-8097638891374747700</id><published>2009-08-28T04:36:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:12:16.372+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 the OnEs'/><title type='text'>Thnx My lOVeS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdC_tdU1tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YAXtOcE0pSE/s1600-h/DSCF0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdC_tdU1tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YAXtOcE0pSE/s320/DSCF0645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374838342591764178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salam ya hadratak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Hye mY freN yg Dah lAMer Kiter X mengumpat bersama-sama...... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;korang aper cter ek???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ku rindur giler ngn korang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well....... it was never been expected that someone dummy like me will have lots of wonderful frens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.............. yerp.............. nih nak list nama korang lak...........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;khairi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kudus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;baem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;afiq &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;luqman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ops............ jngn luper si abng sorang nih................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdD2QX8OuI/AAAAAAAAACE/DlK7FPNJ75w/s320/DSC_9936.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374839279677356770" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;afeez gonzalez.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tahlah................... i was never been any much happier ever since i know u guys..... korang memang the best lah.. thnx..............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;walupon baem selalu gado ngn aku.......... walaupon afiq selalu gossipkan orng depan aku......... walaopn kecix selalu buat perangai cam dak-dak.......... walaopon kudus selalu jadi mature............ walopon luqman asyik selalu macam tense............... aku still sayang korang........ aku x pernah simpan dendam dengan korang............. kalau aku gado tuh. juz nak berkasih-sayang jer............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heheh................ thnx guys...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dan x luper untuk makcik-makcik kat alex tuh....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nih antara pics yg aku TERjumper kat dalam laptop aku...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdF1-HOoqI/AAAAAAAAACM/bvhEcc2ucQs/s320/DSC03124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374841473798677154" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;inn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;areqa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdGU6W8l6I/AAAAAAAAACc/QYQhyc983Fw/s320/DSCF6884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374842005366806434" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;diba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdGtkQH0aI/AAAAAAAAACk/gdMnP68LHX8/s320/SDC12137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374842428929331618" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;farhana...... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dan x luper untuk wondergurllllllllll..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aku x der pic dier lah......... cuber teke sapakan wondergurl diantara gurl ksp ??????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bnyak pengalaman kiter bersama kan...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;korang pernah temankan kiterorng mandi laut waktu winter.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdH4A6J-ZI/AAAAAAAAACs/5M-MbCR_9yY/s320/DSCF6977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374843707932146066" /&gt;memangs sejukss giler.................... aku menggigil boleh x????? (mimicking diba)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kiter pernah picnic..............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdH4jakIFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AoqvaDUkVaI/s320/DSCF7072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374843717194883154" /&gt;pandai korang masak kan. nest year kitger wat agy nak x???????????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then kiter pernah pose maut dekat patung juliet......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdH5G71juI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jHSRDOHl4SM/s320/DSCN1588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374843726729678562" /&gt;semuer nyer ensem dan lawa terutamnyer yg depan sekali tuh... hahah.................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lastly, aku nak hadiahkan korang sesuatu.............. terimalah..........nih justr untuk korang jer taw... jngn tunjuk ngn orng laen. malu aku. waktu tuh x mandi agy. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object id="BLOG_video-8c054a1af1aaa327" class="BLOG_video_class" width="320" height="266" contentid="8c054a1af1aaa327"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lastly, aku doakan kiter semuer selamat dunia dan akhirat dengan cemerlang............&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdJ3x24NbI/AAAAAAAAADE/43t96J2THkg/s320/DSCF7203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374845902915122610" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s: I LOVE U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-8097638891374747700?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/8097638891374747700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=8097638891374747700&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/8097638891374747700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/8097638891374747700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/08/thnx-my-loves.html' title='Thnx My lOVeS'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/SpdC_tdU1tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YAXtOcE0pSE/s72-c/DSCF0645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-340787982109554248</id><published>2009-04-26T20:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:06:51.579+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mINe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SfSgf_EVpnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8cDJKY9tQlM/s1600-h/aku+suker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54sZkE6RZ30/SfSgf_EVpnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8cDJKY9tQlM/s320/aku+suker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329060730452158066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nilah pic desktop aku.............. wergh............... si afiq tuh nak reasons lah plak............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok cam nilah............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.korang dlm pic tuh sanggup berjalan dengan aku waktu cuty harituh&lt;br /&gt;2.aku suker jalan ngn korang&lt;br /&gt;3.korang pemaham............ walaupon kene marah n didenda untuk membeli spray yg disembur kat dalam metro............ hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;4.romantik gler jenjalan ngn korang walaupon terpaksa membeku tunggu iez, areqa n farhana lelamer kat kedai beli neg&lt;br /&gt;5.korang adlah bdak KSP yang menyayngi kiterorang guys yg penuh dengan kontroversi......... hahah&lt;br /&gt;6.areqa tuh budget jer senyum..............iez lak.......... cam innocent jer.. padahal. dier yag menyebabkan kiterorang lewat............ pasal hur lak............ cian hur kena tangkap pic kiterorang............. x per........... nunty akmal blnjer makan pisang goreng kat segamat yer...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aper agy ek??????????????? lastly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz wanna let uolz know that i love uolz............. thnx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-340787982109554248?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/340787982109554248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=340787982109554248&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/340787982109554248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/340787982109554248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/04/mine.html' title='mINe'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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/_54sZkE6RZ30/SfSgf_EVpnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8cDJKY9tQlM/s72-c/aku+suker.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026561787801804853.post-4696333975032757402</id><published>2009-03-30T10:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:54:04.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm soRry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HUMANAL MISTAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we just got tempered with something that we weren’t suppose to. It wasn’t the first time since the promise I made to not get devoured by anger without clear intention to certain situation. Ahh…..&lt;br /&gt;I just felt so useless since I broke that part of not getting anger…..&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes keeps pushing us to accept our first thought that might be elicited by mistakes as what I did. And seems that I really wanna undo that part by convincing others on how bad the decision will lead us to be, I need to stress it. But, I suppose not to OVER-DO it.&lt;br /&gt;And the bad part is I did that………&lt;br /&gt;Shame on me……. I even attempted to correct the HUMAN ERRORS I’ve made… But, the mere self-fish of mine seems to be lot merrier to me than the way to confess that I’m wrong…….&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it’s the bad part of mine and shall not ever gonna be happen again…………. I’m sorry………&lt;br /&gt;My deepest apology given to whom I’ve made that bad habits to…………. I’m seeking the honor of you to receive me as friend as always………..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-4696333975032757402?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/4696333975032757402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=4696333975032757402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4696333975032757402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/4696333975032757402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m soRry'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-5217141506789416231</id><published>2009-03-20T01:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:39:38.961+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HUMAN CHANGE</title><content type='html'>Culture Shock?&lt;br /&gt;                Was such an amusement for me in my secondary school if I ever heard any of such a shock. Well, it’s irrelevant thought that said that it is really happened to someone in any sudden change of the native condition. I rather will think on any other physical shocks that are seen, audible any understandable. However, as time passes, I think that I’m going to accept the thought of that. It could clearly seen and understandable now.&lt;br /&gt;                Sudden mere change in the surroundings will surely affect the reactivity of anything within its ‘territory’. Cell for example will be injured, if exposure of any injuries agents happens. The same goes tp the sheer human beings, as they are multi-cellular. Of course, the building unit is somehow will related to the structure built in any means. Here, I’m taking the ‘injurious agents’ as the sudden change of human surrounding environments and the ‘injuries’ as any unfavorable changes occur to the human.&lt;br /&gt;                It can’t be denied by anyone that the international students will have big amounts of cash as allowances were given to them in advanced. The same goes here in which I’m going to dictate about. For some international student; those whom never have any advanced money as such (me for example) will have a temptation to spend it leisurely. But, the correct path must be decided in which will determines the smoothness of the student life overseas.&lt;br /&gt;                As the sudden change of human surroundings implies, any change could happen to the human as reflection to them. Regardless, personality change is possible somehow and even the sanity in terms of how they lived are liable to transform. It will never be any disturbance for me if ‘that’ pointing to the right means. What makes me feel so disappointed here is ‘that’ leads to the negativity impact.&lt;br /&gt;                They should try to abstain themselves and try to think it over and over again whether what they going to do and what they have done are right or not. I’m not denying the fact that the peers could handle them by motivating their ‘prone’ friends. However, shall that ever-lasting. It might be our faults. Yes, I admit that. But the attempts that we have done in order to make them realizes must be taken into consideration if they say any of it.&lt;br /&gt;                Lastly, I really want to wish the changed people to have the best from what they have now. Try to go on with your live with much more careful. Try not to stick with what you are used to if that wasn’t good. Please. This is just an advice given by a friend. I’m so sorry for any part in which I was involved in making you like a such. My deepest apology my friend! Shall you be blessed. Amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-5217141506789416231?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/5217141506789416231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=5217141506789416231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/5217141506789416231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/5217141506789416231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/03/human-change.html' title='HUMAN CHANGE'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-6683968617640081612</id><published>2009-03-12T09:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:47:28.109+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It makes me HOT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be contented for what you have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reputation of the university in which the scholar will be enrolled in will be such a most debatable question. Furthermore, it’s much easier to find any blog(s) or even forum(s) that keep arguing about this particular.&lt;br /&gt;                Alexandria University of Egypt of course was not an exceptional for this event. Even my course-mates keen on surveying the latest issues spread about the university pessimistically. I’m not with him and with others who are related to these ‘humiliation’ to the university.&lt;br /&gt;                I’m fixed with my own indication. Those who are in the university but have no feelings of gratitude of it; how shamed you should be. In fact, you have reasons to stay there for none! Well speaking about the facts that the university facilities is not up to your standard of qualification. Such an embarrassment for a mere human thought.&lt;br /&gt;                Let have this all in hand, first about the standard of satisfaction that they keep babbling about. Let me answer this with a stimulation; please take any university as example that has all educator power in a lab as a doctor at least. Stop thinking that you may give it a muse! It’s such a granted that we are studying here in which none but all doctors are standing in a lab. I was in UM, the university serves us as a PASUM students by placing a single professor with 5-6 diploma holders. I do think that the university in which we are now is much better.&lt;br /&gt;                They were talking that there were no system applied to the university. Well, it’s truth with a little correction; they were lack of system application applied to the organization. But, you must know the historical background of the IMUP (International Medical Undergraduate Programme), it’s just started less than a decade before. What did you expecting from the pioneer University that has the Integrated Programme of the Medical Studies? The study of the mere human itself need 6 years of thereotical and additional 3 years of application (clinical years is also considered as a theoretical years). However, the university in turn has being polite to us by considering the ideas and suggestions that we made. Don’t tell me that you don’t even know that the 1st and 3rdyears of examinational day was totally on our decision. What else do you expecting? I don’t even think that any other university could treat us as more as it has.&lt;br /&gt;                Other subjective that has been the most debatable question is the usage of the Arabic Language in the lecture. I really want to know who elicit this as a point of refuge to against the benefits of the Alex University, really pathetic for me. Our lecturers have only used less than 10% throughout their lecture. It’s not a biggie. But, I do understand the silver shines of the students here that want to comprehend 100% in hand before the upcoming lectures. Why don’t you ask them to translate politely. At least, you could study a phrase of Arabic Language. It’s also feasible to you to ask our Egyptian colleagues to make us understand. You totally need to get used with the Arabic Language for our clinical year however later.&lt;br /&gt;                Any other argument, you should comment it here. I’m waiting for as many as possible responses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-6683968617640081612?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/6683968617640081612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=6683968617640081612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/6683968617640081612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/6683968617640081612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-makes-me-hot.html' title='It makes me HOT?'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-6819132463368668624</id><published>2009-03-12T03:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T03:53:20.567+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind to give a help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRIDE OF OTHERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Being one of the youth outside the world of yours surely keep your mind stick to the ideas debated in your country even you’ll fell more responsive than others; usually. I’m as one of the Malaysians, admit that; to read the current issues of the country is tough. But, to think of it is just a part of me. I do even keep a minor of my study times to think and imagine on the life progression there.&lt;br /&gt;                To be frank, I’m happy that I was born in a tremendous country as Malaysia. Everyone should, I suppose. But, the latest position of the Malaysians on the eyes of the world has sunk me down. Of course I’m speaking of the citizens of the Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;                All the country with the similar grade of life styles and accommodation, technology and development as well as hospitality services has only a single variable left to be compared among each other; the citizens. Thus, makes the community education ‘profitable’ to any country as a such.&lt;br /&gt;                For Malaysia, I’m glad that I was there. In fact, I gave the Ministry of Education such an honour of mine due to its great and massive shift that was done academically and even spiritually that reflected by the personality of the each individuality of the students there.&lt;br /&gt;                Make our conversation more specific, I felt pleased to the accreditation of the world to the educational status of Malaysia. Make me indeed more likely to speak about the spiritual force of the each individuality of the youth that I could see via the media that I only have nowadays instead of the academic stuff. And make it clear that anything that I said here is also a reflection of mine for sure.&lt;br /&gt;                Its still solely not depends on the program organized by any organization to build up the criteria of a well-rounded school leavers. Much specific, it depends almost 68% on each inner force to build it up (other percentages for surroundings including family, peers, situation and condition). I do aware that not all people have same inner force to shine over the good criteria of a person. However, we could make it together by all means. Don’t you think so?&lt;br /&gt;                I read on a forum written by a Malaysian that willing to make use of his own body to earn money for ‘living’s sake’ by becoming a ‘gigollo’. I was shocked abruptly. I do think that you even surd more than me on why. It makes me confused because I was never read any forum like there in such a website. It’s pretty enough to make me feel curious about it. I start to message this guy and ask a little bit more detail about him. Absolutely, the same lame and usual reasons given to me; in seeking my sympathy to help him out. I knew it will be like this.&lt;br /&gt;                But, what are going to happen if it was nothing than the truth that was spoken by the needy at the very critical times of lives? I asked him for the purposes that make him so desperate to have the money. He later starts to describe his situation; he is in the 3rd year of study in UM and shall graduate in this August of 2009, he needs almost RM1000 for the fees, he is an orphanage with many siblings that can’t make any help to him. So, it makes me clear that he needs only RM500 to allow him to take the final exam. Its plain as a day.&lt;br /&gt;                I decided to help him out by giving him a 150USD via his Maybank account with a guarantee from him that he will never ever to move any step nearer to do that sinful thingy. I can’t make sure that he make the promise till the end or not. But, I’m sure that Allah will help him even more than I could. May Allah give him the best. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;                So, I’m looking your honour to give me any ideas on how to reduce the occurrence of such phenomenon like this in Malaysia. Just give me yours and try to apply it out. Thanks. Salam.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-6819132463368668624?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/6819132463368668624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=6819132463368668624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/6819132463368668624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/6819132463368668624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/03/mind-to-give-help.html' title='Mind to give a help?'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-7516140024174424594</id><published>2009-03-10T02:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:35:57.455+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hAppInEss oF mInE</title><content type='html'>THE HAPPINESS OF THE FAMILY’S LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the sweetest moment that you have ever had? If that question was for me; family shall be my first and most deliberate response.&lt;br /&gt;                I was here almost 6 months and even more in case is someone read this after the date of my written. Indeed, I felt that I’m almost a year away from my native land. Suppose not to be weird for someone like me; never been to boarding school except my preparation class in Shahputra College in Kuantan.&lt;br /&gt;                My semester break starts on the last 4th March and I was heavily sneaking around to fill my precious time with my only friends here. Travelling around Egypt and tasting the variety of the servers here is most of all. However, once I came to Alexandria (my study place), the auld lang syne moments with my family in Malaysia just keep ringing inside of me and make the moments so fresh as I could still bare feel the presence of smell of my mum perfume, her voice and even the chirping of the birds which is odd in here. It let me feel s even more zest with the addition of the instrumental music that I commonly play via my radio in my private and confidential room. It’s too massive to be delivered about that felling like in home.&lt;br /&gt;                I’m pretty sure that most of the international student will stand with the same situation as mine. Only the moments that sealed as a background is the only variable that make each individuality feels special to one another and make it diverse to others.&lt;br /&gt;                I gave my mum a call yesterday. It’s as smooth as always and I asked everything as usual as every son could and should. I was even surprised by the latest of my relatives’ condition that makes me feel like an odd to be here. I even asked about my brother from one to other sequencely as I had up to 6 brothers (only 5 I have now). I even further my talk with my mum about each of them to keep my memories up to date with theirs’ progression as I’m theirs’ little boy.&lt;br /&gt;                My mum start to talk about my 3rd brother (uda), he is one of the most brother that I love the most and so admirable. He keeps me alert about the current issues of the world and the impact on Islam as all. Top of that, he’s also comes home for every week; such a routine of his decent life. Mum told me that he used to buy a box of ice cream home. It’s such an expensive food to be bought by my family. However, he make it possible for me during my time there in Malaysia. He answered that he bought that as it reminds of me (I used to ask him to buy it one for every time I meet him) as I love to enjoy the ice cream (La Cremia). I admit that I’m always on hunger if I even think of it. And once my mum told me that, I couldn’t even bare to stand my masculinity.&lt;br /&gt;                I start to remember the moment that I used to play with him. In fact, I’m the only in the brothers that has almost the same face and voice. It makes me feel so touch. I tried to call him. But, he was a little busy with the ummah for that time beings and make me sent him a message. I express my love to him by that. Then, I asked my mum to say thanks to him.&lt;br /&gt;                Uda! I’ll pray for the best of you and the ummah&lt;br /&gt;Besides him, my others relatives have their own specialty to be jotted here. But, I want to preserve this only for him. Of course I love you all. None of the world could replace you in my sight of love as a one happy family. Highest gratitude given to all of you to raise me up to be such a good here. I hope that I shall be the one that u hope of. Salamun Bima Sabartom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-7516140024174424594?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/7516140024174424594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=7516140024174424594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/7516140024174424594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/7516140024174424594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/03/happiness-of-mine.html' title='hAppInEss oF mInE'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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-6026561787801804853.post-8085954237370809238</id><published>2009-03-04T02:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T02:19:22.809+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fOr thE current students of Segamat High SChool</title><content type='html'>This iS suppOse tO be delivered to my lovely school.............however, feel like im getting out of my time for that purpose................. this all the best i could lay my hand on.............. otherwise, i'm still a mere human that needs to have more improvemtns....................gotcha u my great teachers of my great scholl................hehehe.................salam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the name of Allah the Almighty and the Most Merciful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear my brothers and sisters of STS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum. Wish to have all the best from my beloved school and its well-known intelligent and decent, recent and current students. Not to forget my supportive and knowledgeable teachers of all disciplines line. I was very tempted to be there once again. But, it’s life that has to be a continuum as everyone has to be on the right path. The soul and body is two parts of mine that figuratively I was not there anymore. But, my soul is just sat and still there, undisturbed; having the assemblies, School’s day and every fascinating events, it will not pass without my presence. Shall my dear bro and sis could understand this later decorously.&lt;br /&gt;Well, being an ex-student of Segamat High School (it’s used to express inside the &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;http://www.wikipedia.org/&lt;/a&gt;), surely has left me a lot of milestone that everyone will never let their minds off it. I couldn’t even bare to forget it myself. And absolutely that I have no ideas on where to start on if I willing to tell any to you. It’s just a lot flashy nostalgia, ringing inside my head once I talk or even say about my secondary school. I’m sure that all of you will have the same sort of experience and happy, zest-time there as well as your seniors has without any exception. Let me know if you have none could you?&lt;br /&gt;I wished to further my studies overseas before and I am now, thank Allah. Being one of the medical students has revealed me a lot of more adventurous experience about life, respect, dignity and even being a good teacher to teach about how to love and be loved. Not to say about my friendship. Unimaginable on how’s my life here; lot of tangible and intangible ‘stuff’ to be in hand before it starts and goes.&lt;br /&gt;I did learn a lot here in Egypt and yet still learning here. Yup! Besides my curricular, I do even to have lots of ideas about the foundation of civilization even the recent great structure of the world. Ah…. Not to cite about the pyramid that I have no idea on why I’m not excited to, there’s a huge gigantic library here. Name after its location, ‘Bibiliotheca Alexandria’ is the one of the top rankings library in this world. And been here, was not about its mere location, it is allocated with thousands of manuscripts, books and even has a museum below it. I have no idea on how tall it is. For what I could tell is just that there will be none stop recipients list on single day will be. I do even could improve my linguistic skills here.&lt;br /&gt;Dear bro and sis,&lt;br /&gt;It’s just nothing more that I have achieved. It does have nothing to be proud of actually. However, the point that I really want to give, is about the foundation. I couldn’t be anywhere without it. Yes, even the most wonderful human ever lived will be a wuss and crap without it. To be more specific here, it’s about the foundation to the success ‘Respecting others’ especially the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking on what I could give if I was not the one who could respect them. They may think the same. The difference is just about what and why they need to teach you if you have no moral at all. Any of you must have an idea about it right? However, the most essential is on the how often you did so. I just really want to say this; ‘from where it goes’ will determine ‘to where it goes’, ‘’who we are’ is ‘what’s your hard work’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Akmal bin Zakaria,&lt;br /&gt;Former student of 5 science 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6026561787801804853-8085954237370809238?l=candodbez90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/feeds/8085954237370809238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026561787801804853&amp;postID=8085954237370809238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/8085954237370809238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026561787801804853/posts/default/8085954237370809238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candodbez90.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-current-students-of-segamat-high.html' title='fOr thE current students of Segamat High SChool'/><author><name>sAy iT oNce LovEly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11960820140365249509</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></feed>
