<?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-8178683703145889097</id><updated>2012-02-11T22:30:01.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jangan dengki</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-796307439655860094</id><published>2012-02-11T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T22:30:01.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tidak layak</title><content type='html'>Adalah tidak layak sama sekali untuk aku meminta kepada penciptaku kejayaan atas usahaku kerana sungguh, usahaku terlalu sedikit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi sepenuh kebergantungan aku berikan kepada penciptaku kerana dia Maha Mengetahui apa yg terbaik buatku.. Allahuakbar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mla_Fz5Gpf8/TzdZLW1dM8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b4VA_ndOUNM/s1600/DSC01393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mla_Fz5Gpf8/TzdZLW1dM8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b4VA_ndOUNM/s400/DSC01393.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708129104358618050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ath-Thalaq(65): 2-3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-796307439655860094?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/796307439655860094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2012/02/tidak-layak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/796307439655860094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/796307439655860094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2012/02/tidak-layak.html' title='tidak layak'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mla_Fz5Gpf8/TzdZLW1dM8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b4VA_ndOUNM/s72-c/DSC01393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5961304182578619319</id><published>2012-02-03T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T04:07:50.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOCK</title><content type='html'>so, it's been awhile...&lt;br /&gt;decided to post a photo that i've taken;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jWi-lv3djP8/TyvNwCbo4mI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IWykBhw60PY/s1600/DSC01427.ARW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jWi-lv3djP8/TyvNwCbo4mI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IWykBhw60PY/s400/DSC01427.ARW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704879578165076578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Continuous effort - not strength or intelligence - is the key to unlocking our potential."&lt;br /&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5961304182578619319?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5961304182578619319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2012/02/lock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5961304182578619319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5961304182578619319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2012/02/lock.html' title='LOCK'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jWi-lv3djP8/TyvNwCbo4mI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IWykBhw60PY/s72-c/DSC01427.ARW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4058609444479476523</id><published>2011-11-23T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T05:26:21.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rinduuuuu</title><content type='html'>kerana sesungguhnya hati ni rinduuuuuu sgt dgn rumah Malaysia :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4058609444479476523?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4058609444479476523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/rinduuuuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4058609444479476523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4058609444479476523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/rinduuuuu.html' title='rinduuuuu'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-1926975487799623604</id><published>2011-11-19T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T10:08:34.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiba-tiba</title><content type='html'>suddenly all the memories that i tried to erase during msu foundation haunted me again. NOW. SEKARANG.&lt;br /&gt;tolonglah jgn igt sgt alyaaaa T.T&lt;br /&gt;mixed feeling. dats all i can say :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-1926975487799623604?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1926975487799623604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/tiba-tiba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1926975487799623604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1926975487799623604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/tiba-tiba.html' title='tiba-tiba'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8316925189037467232</id><published>2011-10-29T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:20:34.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Him ;)</title><content type='html'>So, i met a man today. Despite all the rush of moving to the new house..&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulilah, this man makes me feel a lil' calm.&lt;br /&gt;truly, Allah planned something for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this man, he is a 70-year-old man. living a helthy lifestyle(pure vegetarian), &lt;br /&gt;had made me realize that my 20 years of life was nothing compared to his 70 years of life.&lt;br /&gt;The experience, the hardwork, the pain, the suffer he had been through, was definitely an act to be praised. Not like the other local, he treat me like a guest, a VIP should i say.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were talking, I asked him whether he had suffered from any illness.&lt;br /&gt;He said he suffered from a condition called trigeminal neuralgia.&lt;br /&gt;Allahuakbar, my 1 year in medical course was definitely insufficient to know more about this disease. He said there's a saying "An old patient is better than a new doctor"... Allahuakbar, true enough.&lt;br /&gt;He started to tell about the disease, the treatment.. &lt;br /&gt;malu rasa.... but indeed, this is why i never regret to be in this course ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked a lot... i mean seriously A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;but m glad i listened, because believe me, try talking to an old man, they have the secrets to life ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: he in this story is the man responsible for the apartment which i will move in, next week insyaAllah.. hope everything went well.. couldn't thank enough to shimah and reyhe for letting me stay in their house for quite some time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think dats all for now. need to finish up my work.&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8316925189037467232?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8316925189037467232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8316925189037467232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8316925189037467232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/him.html' title='Him ;)'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-295960550247185143</id><published>2011-10-26T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:43:48.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...............</title><content type='html'>maybe i should just accept the fact that m actually "tumpang"  people's house.&lt;br /&gt;this is frustrating at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;no freedom. no choice. &lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just accept this fact..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-295960550247185143?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/295960550247185143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/295960550247185143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/295960550247185143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='...............'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-927313287447907248</id><published>2011-10-23T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T09:31:13.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I, too have feelings..&lt;br /&gt;*quoted from didiey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-927313287447907248?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/927313287447907248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-too-have-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/927313287447907248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/927313287447907248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-too-have-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-7517580131210393347</id><published>2011-09-27T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T01:48:35.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha :0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEKkZsqPQLQ/ToGNsjCgkcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/H-5ea_MJms4/s1600/tumblr_lg9pe02DWi1qe0hneo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEKkZsqPQLQ/ToGNsjCgkcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/H-5ea_MJms4/s400/tumblr_lg9pe02DWi1qe0hneo1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656958403413578178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bosan lah dah x de crush... haha ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-7517580131210393347?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7517580131210393347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/haha-0.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7517580131210393347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7517580131210393347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/haha-0.html' title='haha :0'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEKkZsqPQLQ/ToGNsjCgkcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/H-5ea_MJms4/s72-c/tumblr_lg9pe02DWi1qe0hneo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-945610855668422207</id><published>2011-09-25T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T01:04:38.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore!</title><content type='html'>singapore trip. i'll tell you from my point of view. the main aim of this trip was actually to go to universal studios. here's the situation. I actually have been to disneyland Paris before but that was when i was 6. I don't really recall those days. All i can remember, i was so scared of the mickey mouse? haha. So, seeing my family went there for the second time while i was away in India struggling for my finals ain't a good thing, isn't it? hoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's when i thought of going to universal studios singapore (because it's the nearest AND cheapest!) &lt;br /&gt;Nway, it was a tiring trip beacuse of the journey. naik bas kot! =_____=" but it was worth-it! So, here it goes; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;day 1&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we departed from terminal bersepadu tasik selatan at 7.30am sharp n arrived in Larkin JB at 11pm if m not mistaken. I must say that m proud of myself since i've never travelled in a bus other than school trips n etc. and so the journey begins! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just skip the boring part. we didn't actually do anything much during the evening. Met sab's friend, hannan n celebrated her niece's birthday! meet the twins; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOsn2z795qo/ToAfg8EKUiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_LcQNlFsw0c/s1600/295720_2351603705709_1118612208_32803504_1383056734_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656555782717198882 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOsn2z795qo/ToAfg8EKUiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_LcQNlFsw0c/s400/295720_2351603705709_1118612208_32803504_1383056734_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left is salma n right is erina ;) they are so adorable. they are mixed; malay n bosnia. salma looks more like a malay while erina looks more bosnian but they are still cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: happy belated birthday HUR AIN ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 10pm, barulah kitaorg gerak to esplanade. Nak tahu esplanade tu cmne rupa nya. haaa... lihat ini gambar; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hfjBhTqqRls/ToAgqeUZbrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XrygnnuKQxg/s1600/306375_2351682827687_1118612208_32803572_2139810219_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656557046042554034 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hfjBhTqqRls/ToAgqeUZbrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XrygnnuKQxg/s400/306375_2351682827687_1118612208_32803572_2139810219_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esplanade in singapore is a theatre on the bay. the building is a 'durian-like' shape. Next we move on to the merlion. ni sume org tahu lah kot. Alah.. yang rupa macam singa bdn cm ikan sket tu... tgk ni haa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HeDnDdqCVY/ToAhlbubJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/BY4fCbu3EcI/s1600/SDC11362.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656558058958694242 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HeDnDdqCVY/ToAhlbubJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/BY4fCbu3EcI/s400/SDC11362.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, i was planning on going to marina bay lalu double-helix structure bridge but sgt lah jauh n sgt penat klu nk gi. so, end up nya amik gamabar marina bay from jauh je lah.. there's this 3 buildings n a looooonnngggg ship on top of the building. x percaya? check dis out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuIGBKjTqKk/ToAjG7_TYYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/uOU_Uyd8ruc/s1600/303954_2351606225772_1118612208_32803512_1643410686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656559734066733442 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuIGBKjTqKk/ToAjG7_TYYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/uOU_Uyd8ruc/s400/303954_2351606225772_1118612208_32803512_1643410686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, told ya! basically that's the end of the day... we spent the night at hannan's grandma's house. Alhamdulillah, save budget! hihihi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;day 2&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we planned on going to Universal studio (USS) today but turns out it was raining non-stop. So, we decided to go back to JB n had a good rest at sab's grandma's house. Alhamdulillah, save duit lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;day 3&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay!! finally went to USS!!! just so u know, USS is located in sentosa island. it is situated in the other end of singapore. So, we actually have travelled from one end of s'pore to the other end!!! how cool is that huh? haha since it is an island, there are several ways to go there, We decided that we want to swim. haha. joking joking. x de lah... kitaorg naik cable car ;) here's the view from above; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTdnX-gAELk/ToAlJahFjnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/qrt8pdquJsQ/s1600/SDC11376.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656561975644491378 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTdnX-gAELk/ToAlJahFjnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/qrt8pdquJsQ/s400/SDC11376.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--p7qcJYJUsU/ToAlJL-rhHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/5rtXs86XPfc/s1600/SDC11375.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656561971742082162 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--p7qcJYJUsU/ToAlJL-rhHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/5rtXs86XPfc/s400/SDC11375.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t92y7NhBZvE/ToAlI8UVKDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/wi8ACi4kdME/s1600/SDC11374.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656561967537924146 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t92y7NhBZvE/ToAlI8UVKDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/wi8ACi4kdME/s400/SDC11374.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then sammpailah tempat yg ditunggu-tunggu. aiceh! haha. let the pic talks lah ekh.. dah penat nk ckp -.-' haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmCPeYMnDK4/ToAoeq5LB3I/AAAAAAAAAZc/kUSpM8maZLg/s1600/SDC11383.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656565639352616818 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmCPeYMnDK4/ToAoeq5LB3I/AAAAAAAAAZc/kUSpM8maZLg/s400/SDC11383.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uc3ITPz3a0/ToAoeS8496I/AAAAAAAAAZU/Y64eo8kWmOA/s1600/SDC11386.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656565632925759394 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uc3ITPz3a0/ToAoeS8496I/AAAAAAAAAZU/Y64eo8kWmOA/s400/SDC11386.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbpKspICHiI/ToAoeLyryyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/L_p1ahorIJA/s1600/SDC11398.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656565631003904802 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbpKspICHiI/ToAoeLyryyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/L_p1ahorIJA/s400/SDC11398.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uGK5pbBbRX0/ToAod2DQ9xI/AAAAAAAAAZE/M93UW8HILKw/s1600/SDC11381.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656565625167869714 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uGK5pbBbRX0/ToAod2DQ9xI/AAAAAAAAAZE/M93UW8HILKw/s400/SDC11381.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v60F4-kMlrY/ToAod1xrZHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/saBitEJjbhM/s1600/SDC11397.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656565625094104178 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v60F4-kMlrY/ToAod1xrZHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/saBitEJjbhM/s400/SDC11397.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1FV1V3ppZ4/ToAp-NLFnuI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/h8y5YxW08_U/s1600/312523_2351688787836_1118612208_32803592_8060572_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656567280642137826 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1FV1V3ppZ4/ToAp-NLFnuI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/h8y5YxW08_U/s400/312523_2351688787836_1118612208_32803592_8060572_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rx_-sY8shK0/ToAp9-UQF9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/k00fMPipzgE/s1600/SDC11434.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656567276654041042 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rx_-sY8shK0/ToAp9-UQF9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/k00fMPipzgE/s400/SDC11434.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-loeIIlbMZ-M/ToAp9jU6W3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/CE4MMPXWhGI/s1600/SDC11420.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656567269409053554 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-loeIIlbMZ-M/ToAp9jU6W3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/CE4MMPXWhGI/s400/SDC11420.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yu0Fh7Ozs_A/ToAp9eTEpeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/548r6DPK87c/s1600/SDC11429.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656567268059162082 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yu0Fh7Ozs_A/ToAp9eTEpeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/548r6DPK87c/s400/SDC11429.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya bnyk lagiiiii but too lazy to upload. haha. sket2 cukup lah kan.. n last sekali we went to a show called song of the sea. i must say that the story line was booooorrrriiiinnngggg!!! but th effects was cool. absolutely amazing. here's a few sneak peak; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UT8oVF38EGE/ToArL_HS1kI/AAAAAAAAAac/77BtRGvfZnU/s1600/308604_2351701788161_1118612208_32803631_858732295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656568616897926722 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UT8oVF38EGE/ToArL_HS1kI/AAAAAAAAAac/77BtRGvfZnU/s400/308604_2351701788161_1118612208_32803631_858732295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRu86XcqLmg/ToArLAhLK1I/AAAAAAAAAaU/--31A9mqVvA/s1600/313820_2351701988166_1118612208_32803632_469736853_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656568600095042386 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRu86XcqLmg/ToArLAhLK1I/AAAAAAAAAaU/--31A9mqVvA/s400/313820_2351701988166_1118612208_32803632_469736853_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icDwPufsEMg/ToArJ5q4zeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/6fmfHqPWY68/s1600/SDC11449.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656568581076864482 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icDwPufsEMg/ToArJ5q4zeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/6fmfHqPWY68/s400/SDC11449.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJlbHfRazCk/ToArJAnCOsI/AAAAAAAAAaE/vaL-YT5KF1Y/s1600/SDC11452.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656568565759883970 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJlbHfRazCk/ToArJAnCOsI/AAAAAAAAAaE/vaL-YT5KF1Y/s400/SDC11452.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the last photo that we took. muka dah minyak habis dah ni.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A6t9W879P-s/ToAsxDFu-VI/AAAAAAAAAak/ciHLJtX8U5A/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656570353131911506 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A6t9W879P-s/ToAsxDFu-VI/AAAAAAAAAak/ciHLJtX8U5A/s400/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the end of our trip. when it's time to stop, we stop! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AW35ahrL-eQ/ToAtrhuWbYI/AAAAAAAAAas/nIuBORyJURc/s1600/SDC11388.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656571357787745666 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AW35ahrL-eQ/ToAtrhuWbYI/AAAAAAAAAas/nIuBORyJURc/s400/SDC11388.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; thank u for reading ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-945610855668422207?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/945610855668422207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/singapore.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/945610855668422207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/945610855668422207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/singapore.html' title='singapore!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOsn2z795qo/ToAfg8EKUiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_LcQNlFsw0c/s72-c/295720_2351603705709_1118612208_32803504_1383056734_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8429963548967371935</id><published>2011-09-14T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T10:13:37.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taubat</title><content type='html'>I am 20 years old and still breathing. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, true enough. saya manusia dan saya banyak dosa. Walau sesusah mana pun saya cuba lari dari berbuat dosa, saya tewas. Saya pasti anda juga begitu. Cuma beza saya dan anda, mungkin jumlah pahala dan dosa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini, saya buat dosa lagi. besar ke kecil, wallahualam. bangga? jauh sekali... biarlah sebanyak mana dosa saya ulang, biarlah ada rasa bersalah di hati ya Allah. Sekurang-kurangnya itu petanda iman masih ada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih.. kalaulah nyawa aku ditarik sekarang. tidak mungkin ada masa tambahan untuk bertaubat. Allahuakbar. Cukuplah dosa yang telah bermaharajalela. Biarlah pahala yang mengetuai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudahlah al-Quran malas dibaca, dunia pula yang dikejar-kejar. Allahuakbar. Itu lah apabila tiada yang mengingatkan, maka leka lah dengan keseronokan dunia. Apabila kecewa, mula tercari-cari Pencipta. Allahuakbar. Malu rasanya. He gives and forgives, man gets and forgets. Itulah manusia. Apabila susah, mula tercari-cari, apabila senang lupa diri....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cukuplah setakat ini. Ini hanyalah peringatan buat diri yang hina ini. Jangan nilai saya dengan penampilan. Saya mungkin pakai hijab, tapi saya tidak sebaik yang disangka. Mungkin anda, anda dan anda jauh lebih baik dari saya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUtgbds6FrA/TnDgKq1dGtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/aYUzm3jpuEM/s1600/08-Al-Imran-8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 101px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUtgbds6FrA/TnDgKq1dGtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/aYUzm3jpuEM/s400/08-Al-Imran-8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652264006251780818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Rabb! Do not stray our hearts after granting us Hidayat&lt;br /&gt;(guidance) and gift us from Your Mercy (special),&lt;br /&gt;Definitely You are the only Bestower. Al Imran 8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8429963548967371935?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8429963548967371935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/taubat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8429963548967371935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8429963548967371935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/taubat.html' title='taubat'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUtgbds6FrA/TnDgKq1dGtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/aYUzm3jpuEM/s72-c/08-Al-Imran-8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5773143031671347377</id><published>2011-09-06T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:20:48.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pressure.</title><content type='html'>It's hard when people expect you to know every single thing considering ur only in the first freaking year of medic. I mean, c'mon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would i know the treatments, drugs??? You have got to be kidding me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another problem. when people knew that we were on our way to become a doctor, they expect us to behave like one. You know the nerdy type people, not being socialize, talk softly, confident. Now, that has got to stop. in the end of the day, m just a human or more specifically, i am just a teenager. i love to do wut teenagers love to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a break will ya.. I mean, m having my holidays. So, can i just have some time for myself after all the tears, the struggle with books...&lt;br /&gt;can i just at least have this time for myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, m not sure where my path will lead me. i don't know whether it's going to be a straight path, or a bumpy ride along the way. I just don't know. In fact, i am not sure whether i will end up being a doctor. I mean i may be graduating with a medic degree, but who knows i'll end up being a teacher, teaching biology or stuff like that. I have so many plans ahead me but kita hanya mampu merancang kan, Tuhan yang menentukan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need right now is the support from all of you and that includes you, you and YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i hate it when people pull faces when i say that m studying in india.. hina sgt ke belajar kat india? i just don't get it. It's hard to deal with these people who are not in our shoes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5773143031671347377?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5773143031671347377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/pressure.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5773143031671347377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5773143031671347377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/pressure.html' title='pressure.'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5724867054712033406</id><published>2011-07-24T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T09:10:41.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d.i.f.f.e.r.e.n.t</title><content type='html'>i've always knew that m different from other people...&lt;br /&gt;till maktok (my grandma) said something that confirmed my statement above.&lt;br /&gt;she ain't said something that broke my heart, but just a sweet statement enough to make me smile for the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyy, despite all the differences, there's one thing that unite us all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISLAM&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, chow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5724867054712033406?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5724867054712033406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/07/different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5724867054712033406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5724867054712033406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/07/different.html' title='d.i.f.f.e.r.e.n.t'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2796501526762825340</id><published>2011-07-20T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T05:04:33.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short break!</title><content type='html'>So, i was relaxing after m back from the library,&lt;br /&gt;n bumped into this amazing story&lt;br /&gt;thinking of sharing it with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember it was winter in England and I was catching a train back to the city where I lived. It was cold, I looked out, White snow was falling lightly from the gloomy sky. The train was moving fast, and as it moved I could see grounds in white all covered up by snow. ‘Covered up?’ the word rang in my head. Images of hijab and headscarf flashes on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the two hours journey, I couldnt sleep even once. There was too much on my mind. I was born as a Muslim. And I didn‘t pray five times a day like everybody else. I hardly could read the Quran. People could say I was illiterate in a way. Because at times, it took me a long while to finish even a short verse from the Quran. It was in Arabic and I was never taught Arabic, that was my excuse of not reading. I thought as long as you have a good heart that‘s good enough. And if you don’t commit huge sins, you’ll be fine. But what she said, made my whole perspective looked, vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was from London and on my way back home to the North West region. My heart wasn’t at ease. What she said had made me thinking, and I was thinking real hard. She was a nice girl. ‘Be a true Muslim, and not just a Muslim by name,’ she said politely with a smile, but the meaning was intense. She was merely quoting and was not saying it to me but my heart was touched. What kind of Muslim, had I been all these while? I don’t want to be a Muslim and only by name. It doesn’t sound good either. As the train moved, heading to North West where I lived, I let out few sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months after later.. ‘Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim..,’ I read out loud before starting to read the Quran. My web-cam was on. That night We were in the middle of Quranic circle. It’s an activity that we do once a week. Through this circle, we read the Quran in turns. All were ladies. Sometimes we get to discussed about the meaning behind the Quran verses and some Hadith from Rasulullah. It was amazingly fun and I never thought I would actually had fun doing religious activity. I was very thankful to Siti and her older sister because now I can read the Quran much better. And since then, I keep on gradually changing, I realised. How I view life has changed too, a bit if not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nights before I slept, I thought of going to a place. Somewhere faraway and seemed hard to reach but I knew its reachable. And if possible, I wanted to go there with someone that I loved. Of course that’s still remain as a wish and I hope it’ll come true one day. My life is never this calm! I now wear headscarf everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t feel right without it. Sometimes that leads to guilt, when people sees my hair. So I wear headscarf whenever I go out. My social activity especially when interacting with men has also changed. I used to be friendly and outgoing, even with the opposite gender. Now I feel sort of afraid. Sometimes I limit myself from being too ‘friendly’ with men. Sometimes, I think twice before I talked to them. Is it necessary or not to talk now? Because Women can be a fitnah to men, I don’t want to build up sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to look for a romantic boyfriend before. I searched high and low but funny that I never really had a boyfriend until now. I used to ask why? The question is why. Because I’m not unpretty. But now I understand the reason behind. Having a romantic relationship outside marriage can lead to something that breaks the law of Syariah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All praise to Allah, I’m glad I never had boyfriends before. I’m not worried if I don’t find a guy any sooner. I’m not looking for a relationship anymore. And definitely not looking for someone based on how romantic he is. I’m going with the flow, after all everything about humans has been written. I want to fix myself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere about ‘Mencintai kerana Allah’ or ’Loving you because of God’. It was a nice Malay blog entry. I am aiming for that kind of love now. It sounds more pure than romantic love, to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘What’s your dream guy like?’ a friend asked me one day while we ride on a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t replied him immediately though, ‘and have you found him?’ he added quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Why do you want to know’ I politely asked with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Well, only asking,’ he replied calmly. Then there were silent. The road was wet due to the rain. It was soon before the taxi reached my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Was he like me?’ he then added. He was hinting something, I knew. I’ve been waiting for this moment all this year. And this could be a dream come true, but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘My dream guy is,’ I began ‘Someone who can guide me, you know, he leads and I follow,’ Then I paused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘I can be the guy,’ He said confidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was silence again, a long one. The taxi finally reached my home. I said goodbyes to him and walked to my front door. I wave before the taxi accelerated again. He smiled to me even though I didn’t gave him the answer. He was a nice guy but he couldn‘t be the guy. Because…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live with a guy who could guide me, so that I can get closer to My Creator. I want a man who can lead as an Imam, in every prayers that we’re gonna do together as married couple. A man who would tell Islamic history as a bed-time-stories to our children in the future. I want a man who’ll read the holly Quran to me, to cheer me every time I’m down. That is my dream guy and before I can meet him, I knew I need to fix myself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One beautiful spring afternoon, I was at a function. There were many Malays all gathered. That’s when I met him. He’s not just decent but he has the characteristic of my dream guy. Every time our eyes met accidentally during the event, he quickly moved away his stare. That convinced me, even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew he’ll be a good amir, a leader of a family. Secretly I prayed: O‘ Allah, I want that kind of guy as a partner in life. At nights before I slept, I thought of going to a place. Somewhere faraway and seemed hard to reach but I knew its reachable. And if possible, I wanted to go there with someone that I loved. I want to go to Jannah (the heaven) with him! I’ll wait here and I know the wait is worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but i feel like i can actually relate myself with this story&lt;br /&gt;well, of coz except the part in england, snowing.. yadaa yadaa yadaa....&lt;br /&gt;so, think dats all for now &lt;br /&gt;*wink ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2796501526762825340?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2796501526762825340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/07/short-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2796501526762825340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2796501526762825340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/07/short-break.html' title='short break!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2042488462181520935</id><published>2011-07-06T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:42:17.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a malay</title><content type='html'>i was taking a break after reading biochemistry.&lt;br /&gt;mind you that i was on study week leave...&lt;br /&gt;nway, while i was resting, my eyes got attracted to this one book&lt;br /&gt;"A DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE, the memoirs of Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going through the content, a chapter caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 3: I am a Malay&lt;br /&gt;here's a glimpse of wut he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"some people will see this chapter as racist or worst, and narcissistic at best-it is intended to be neither. I AM A MALAY AND M PROUD OF IT. &lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia, Chinese are popularly seen as money-grabbing and Indians as violent drunk. Malays, the majority race, are said to be lazy and lacking in intellectual capacity. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to prove otherwise: that Malays were MORE THAN CAPABLE OF THINKING, PROGRESSING AND LEADING!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, did you hear that Malay fellows? We are more than that and i want to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;Stereotypes will always persist, even in most progressive and educated societies. But never let those things drag us down.. not once peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to stop now. need to continue with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;till then. &lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2042488462181520935?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2042488462181520935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-malay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2042488462181520935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2042488462181520935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-malay.html' title='i am a malay'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2361270728242091665</id><published>2011-06-18T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T23:06:56.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sabar itu susah tapi indah II</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum to all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here's another version of sabar itu susah tapi indah :)&lt;br /&gt;i hope that all the readers could understand dat this week is going to be an emotional week for me.&lt;br /&gt;here's the thing.&lt;br /&gt;my family, i mean my WHOLE family: abah, mama, asu n adik(shebby) left off to paris yesterday. they were plannning on going to my systa's graduation.&lt;br /&gt;i decided NOT to go because of exam's around the corner, MCQ test next week n bla bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was strong enough to handle this but it turns not that m not.&lt;br /&gt;i cried the whole night yesterday. yeah, n m not ashmaned to admit it&lt;br /&gt;even when m writing this post, m still crying. TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you should know, family is like everything to me. i mean EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;you do know dat friends will go n it's hard to find a friend that's gonna stick with you through thick n thin. well, at least i don't find one till now.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't know who to trust. people do ckp belakang you know...&lt;br /&gt;dats da fact. n m not surprised if dat happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, back to my topic, &lt;br /&gt;this was my status in fb last night:&lt;br /&gt;"the heart has decide n the mind was hoping that the body won't regret....&lt;br /&gt;i know sacrifice is necessary but sometimes it is unbearable&lt;br /&gt;this ain't gonna be easy girl.. *sigh"&lt;br /&gt;i really REALLY hope dat i've made the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, abah called me before they left for paris.&lt;br /&gt;chit chat for a while, n i even talked to mama.&lt;br /&gt;i said to mama dat i was very sad because i know we won't have the oppotunity to gather lke this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;n she even agreed. n i asked her if she would go there again but this time WITH me.&lt;br /&gt;she said: x pergi dah lah kot..&lt;br /&gt;i asked: why?&lt;br /&gt;she said: mahal lah. ni pun berpuluh-puluh ribu dah habis.. TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;oh, sedeynya TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m not asking for your sympathy or wut not. &lt;br /&gt;i was just hoping dat you guys could understand if i was being emotional n having  a major breakdown (i hope not!)&lt;br /&gt;will be facing the last MCQ test this coming friday.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a quote that got stuck in my head n i love it!&lt;br /&gt;"i've always known dat my mom loves me, but will never know how much :')"&lt;br /&gt;-matluthfi90-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another one:&lt;br /&gt;"Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight flat road to nowhere." - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you incik anonymous :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2361270728242091665?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2361270728242091665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/06/sabar-itu-susah-tapi-indah-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2361270728242091665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2361270728242091665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/06/sabar-itu-susah-tapi-indah-ii.html' title='sabar itu susah tapi indah II'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9102802167162120460</id><published>2011-05-31T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T08:36:20.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>s.a.b.a.r itu susah tapi indah :)</title><content type='html'>hey, Assalamualaikum :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstttt of all, nk ckp CONGRATULATIONS to ama yg score highest for Anatomy MCQ. Woot2!!!! hebat tu :)&lt;br /&gt;i really think u deserve it lah.. heee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, apa yg ditulis selepas ni, sgt lah sensitive dan lari jauh2 klu rasa x leh nk handle. jangan menyesal nanti sudah..&lt;br /&gt;nway, back these few days, saya sgt sgt lah terasa dengan bnyk insan. Tidak, saya bukan PMS. ini ada lah perasaan betul yg lahir dari hati. serious x tipu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately ni ramai sgt yg berkata-kata manis tapi tidak ditunaikan selepas itu. Apa perasaan korang klu org dah ckp sesuatu tapi x buat lepas tu?&lt;br /&gt;Ok2, aku bagi situation lah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cmni, klu saya dah berjanji dengan Minah untuk teman beliau makan lunch tgh hari nanti. Tapi apabila tiba waktu tgh hari, saya tetiba pulak mkn lunch dgn boyfriend saya meninggalkan Minah terkontang kanting berseorangan. Apa perasaan Minah tadi? kesian x kat Minah? Cuba bayangkan anda di tempat Minah.... note that perkara ni bukan kali pertama berlaku, malahan berkali-kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contoh lain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Saya dah berjanji dengan Joyah untuk ke pasar membeli barang umah pada esok hari. Tiba2 esoknya saya bgn lmbt lalu saya rasa malas. Apa perasaan Joyah. Mungkin Joyah dah plan harinya dan busy pada waktu lain. Selfish x diri saya ni? hanya kerana saya malas, ngantuk, jadi janji tadi itu di sia-sia kan begitu sahaja....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cukup lah dua contoh tu kan. igtkan dah habis terasa hati, rupanya ada lagi yg mendtg.... tapi x perlu dicerita di sini kerana saya nk kena siapkan assignment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLUTION: bnykkan bersabar :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9102802167162120460?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9102802167162120460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/05/sabar-itu-susah-tapi-indah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9102802167162120460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9102802167162120460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/05/sabar-itu-susah-tapi-indah.html' title='s.a.b.a.r itu susah tapi indah :)'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9078360292356053292</id><published>2011-05-27T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T21:27:07.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boleh x jgn malas sgt smpi effect org lain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9078360292356053292?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9078360292356053292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/05/boleh-x-jgn-malas-sgt-smpi-effect-org.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9078360292356053292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9078360292356053292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/05/boleh-x-jgn-malas-sgt-smpi-effect-org.html' title=''/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5787115385417588525</id><published>2011-05-09T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T04:39:07.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#23: help!</title><content type='html'>m currently considering of going back to malaysia during the study week in july&lt;br /&gt;ni sume salah azam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, any supports or objections anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Assalamualaikum :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, praised be upon Him dat He gives me the opportunity to write another post. May this post brings 'hikmah' to all those readers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i've been having headache, cough n slightly feverish feeling yesterday n the day before. Not being able to get out of bed makes me wonder, how was it again the 'nikmat' of being well? being able to walk around without any restriction. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, dat says it all. We, as human beings always always always always always (&lt;strong&gt;u get wut i mean&lt;/strong&gt;) forget about the HUGE 'nikmat' dat Allah gave us. &lt;br /&gt;We keep on asking Allah for other 'nikmat' from Allah like getting straight A's in exam. No, m not saying it's wrong... BUT we tend to forget to be thankful for the daily 'nikmat' that Allah gave us. Iman n Islam. Health. Food. Cloth.&lt;br /&gt;So, let this be a reminder to me n all of you to be thankful for everything that Allah gives us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i wonder, would anybody even care if m sick or if m not here in this world anymore.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------close case-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we, akhwat2 had MABIT (malam bina iman dan takwa) or in a simple word Qiamullail n few tazkirah. We slept at the surau so that everyone can wake up together for Qiamullail. Before we sleep, we actually REQUESTED k.fad( a senior of ours who just got married with a Jordan student) to tell us her love story. &lt;br /&gt;To make it short, we didn't actually know the whole story because she kept on asking us to guess n wut not. &lt;br /&gt;N then, one of us asked her how she met her husband considering being miles n miles apart. She answered with just ONE simple word: DOA :)&lt;br /&gt;Am i shocked? not really.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i get all excited when people keep on telling about marriage BUT k.fad's tale makes me feel so insecure, down n definitely not excited anymore!&lt;br /&gt;it's not dat i want to get married a.s.a.p but i realized dat m not prepared mentally, physically n most importantly SPIRITUALLY! &lt;br /&gt;you know that when ur married it's kinda hard for us to do wut you used to do. &lt;br /&gt;Example: When you are used to memorizing the holy Quran everyday, it ain't going to be dat easy darling after your married. Commitments, responsibility..  &lt;br /&gt;So, here's the thing,my point is:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) if u wanna get a 'soleh' husband, prepare urself to be a 'solehah' wife. &lt;br /&gt;2) I think i've been drifted away by the dunya. I've stopped memorizing the Quran for some while n i need a booster right now.&lt;br /&gt;3) most importantly, prepare yourself for death.. it's actually like a 2 in 1 thing y'noe. if you don't get it, then forget it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there's a video that i wanted to share but i can't get it uploaded. here's the link btw:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJmgSCcA3y8&amp;feature=share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, think dats all for now. gtg. &lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-7126718483737199357?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7126718483737199357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/05/22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7126718483737199357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7126718483737199357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/05/22.html' title='#22:'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5306729074279148698</id><published>2011-04-29T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T13:14:00.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#21: yeah right...</title><content type='html'>yeah, you guys were right...&lt;br /&gt;big deal..&lt;br /&gt;why make a fuss out of it?&lt;br /&gt;grow up, young women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqBozydC8dQ/Tbsb3LFUL8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/i2xNg0MCYZE/s1600/coffee-mug-far-side-my-brain-is-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqBozydC8dQ/Tbsb3LFUL8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/i2xNg0MCYZE/s400/coffee-mug-far-side-my-brain-is-full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601101196247183298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5306729074279148698?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5306729074279148698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/21-yeah-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5306729074279148698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5306729074279148698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/21-yeah-right.html' title='#21: yeah right...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqBozydC8dQ/Tbsb3LFUL8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/i2xNg0MCYZE/s72-c/coffee-mug-far-side-my-brain-is-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9163296407375770912</id><published>2011-04-26T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T06:38:10.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#20: sometimes...</title><content type='html'>sometimes the heart needs time to decide.. and till now it has not been decided.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nape lah susah serta sukar sgt sgt ni? &lt;br /&gt;aku dah penat dah bergelak ketawa depan org ramai&lt;br /&gt;bajet happy bahagia cm org baru lepas kahwin lah tu&lt;br /&gt;padahal...&lt;br /&gt;haishhhh&lt;br /&gt;bila lah nk solve ni&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9163296407375770912?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9163296407375770912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/20-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9163296407375770912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9163296407375770912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/20-sometimes.html' title='#20: sometimes...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-6395162676792698841</id><published>2011-04-21T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T23:02:40.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#18: cuti!!!!</title><content type='html'>sedar sedar je cuti dah nk abis kan..&lt;br /&gt;haishhh... sedey2. tapi mmg x rugi lah blk malaysia walaupun setahun je eh i mean seminggu je... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,basically cuti ni I spend ngan my family je. mmg x kuar lah ngan any of my frens. X tahu nape. X kisahlah, n yesterday i went to my cousin's house which is situated dlm KG BANGI juga kat seksyen 7 while saya tinggal kat seksyen 3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, memandangkan beliau sekolah petang, jadi saya melayanlah my cousin sorang ni yg berusia 9 thn....ni haa gambaq dia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3NTaYsCunE/TbEWglyW8QI/AAAAAAAAAXI/VzzmTqYxebU/s1600/Photo0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3NTaYsCunE/TbEWglyW8QI/AAAAAAAAAXI/VzzmTqYxebU/s400/Photo0279.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598280560953192706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disebabkan beliau terlalu suka melukis, maka aktiviti kami semalam adalah melukis. tidak ku sangka kraetif juga ya cousin ku seorang ini. Jom tgk hasil lukisan beliau: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvkohCQjTMQ/TbEWg0O80XI/AAAAAAAAAXY/p47NDuhJObE/s1600/Photo0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvkohCQjTMQ/TbEWg0O80XI/AAAAAAAAAXY/p47NDuhJObE/s400/Photo0281.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598280564831211890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PWJQVESs8iY/TbEWg0sVIFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/F9xqeq_tPzE/s1600/Photo0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PWJQVESs8iY/TbEWg0sVIFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/F9xqeq_tPzE/s400/Photo0280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598280564954439762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cntk gak kan? aku pun x dpt nk lukis power puff girl tu.. hebat2!!&lt;br /&gt;lupa nk ckp, nama beliau adalah naily.. selalu bercakap dlm bahasa inggeris dan sgt lah x bleh duduk diam... tapi mmg seronok juga lah melayan bdk ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n today, i pergi lah cari tempat nk tukar TC tapi yg peliknya sume money changer kat bangi ni x nk accept. pasai pa ekh? pelik sungguh...&lt;br /&gt;last2 i pi tukaq kat maybank ja. tapi mmg rugi lah pasai depa amik untung bnyk. dah lah kena tunggu dekat 40 mins. tetiba rasa cm tukaq kat india lagi senang. Sign, bagi copy passport. settle!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni last sekali nk ckp, i kecewa sgt lah kat tukang jahit tu.&lt;br /&gt;macam ni, i nk gi alter jubah. i pun antaq lah kat dia. pastu i ckp lah bagi kecik sket tang pinggang tu. &lt;br /&gt;yg i kecewa tu, dia ckp, sorry lah dik, akak x berani lah nk buat. sat ni rosak baju, akak yg kena ganti. i suruh dia pendekkan pun dia x mau buat. apakah???&lt;br /&gt;i rasa kecewa lah kan pasai dia kan tukang jahit, mestilah tahu cmne nk buat....&lt;br /&gt;haishhh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu i pun pikiaq lah, klu i jadi Dr pastu i ckp lagu tu ngan patient, mesti patient kecewa kan. mesti lah depa expect kita tau cmne nk rawat depa kan.. ni kena belajaq betui2 ni..&lt;br /&gt;cuti pun dh nk abih... jom lah sama2 kita belajaq leklok naa kawan2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu ja lah buat kali ni. &lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-6395162676792698841?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6395162676792698841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/18-cuti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6395162676792698841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6395162676792698841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/18-cuti.html' title='#18: cuti!!!!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3NTaYsCunE/TbEWglyW8QI/AAAAAAAAAXI/VzzmTqYxebU/s72-c/Photo0279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8598872016979924803</id><published>2011-04-18T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T02:20:46.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#17: berhemah tinggi</title><content type='html'>yahooooooooo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dah sampai malaysia :)&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 rasa cm cuti sgt sgt lah sekejap dan perlu plan betul2 =_____="&lt;br /&gt;nway, arini duk umah je sbb sgt penat semalam smpi kul 12.30am &lt;br /&gt;n sgt kesian kat my family sbb kena tunggu lama2...&lt;br /&gt;pastu kan kan kan, my mum ckp masa i keluar kat balai ketibaan tu, my mum x kenal my muka dah?????? wuttttt??? kenal through baju je... tapi lupa nk tanya nape. mungkin sbb i makin cntik? hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then kan, i pun tolonglah my brother yg darjah 6 tu buat homework BM tadi.&lt;br /&gt;dia tanya i cmni: kakchik, berhemah tinggi tu apa?&lt;br /&gt;i was like erm... er... hmmm.... i mean i know but cm x tahu cmne nk explain&lt;br /&gt;so, i ckp lh, gi lah tanya mama tu..&lt;br /&gt;n then u noe wut he replied..&lt;br /&gt;alaa... awak dapat berlambak-lambak A x kan x tahu berhemah tinggi tu apa =______="&lt;br /&gt;sampai hati tau... tercabar maruah i..&lt;br /&gt;so, sesapa yg baca ni n tahu cmne nk explain berhemah tinggi tu apa&lt;br /&gt;silalah drop comment ok :)&lt;br /&gt;klu x tahu, duk diam2 je. jgn gi dekat2 ngan adik i. nnt dia tanya macam2...&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8598872016979924803?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8598872016979924803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/17-berhemah-tinggi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8598872016979924803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8598872016979924803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/17-berhemah-tinggi.html' title='#17: berhemah tinggi'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9168901506038856</id><published>2011-04-14T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T08:41:40.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#16: mereka</title><content type='html'>Ari ni sgt sgt lah bersyukur sebab ramai sgt sgt yg tlg waktu practical tadi. Klu x, x tahu lah apa nk jadi.....&lt;br /&gt;So, basically practical exam kitaorg ada viva tau. Viva maksudnya, tanya2 soalan based on experiment yg kita buat. Klu x dapat jawab, nganga je lah depan lecturer tu haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nway, tadi masa practical physio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahmad n joh- sgt lah tlg waktu experiment blood. Ku igt lagi jawapan Hydrochloric acid yg mereka beri. Joh especially tlg aku untuk igt balik factors of leucocytopenia n leucocytosis. benda2 lain lagi.. haishh bnyk lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fathi n jojo- fathi tolong kasi jawapan korotkoff sound for BP n jojo yg bnyk bersabar waktu aku amik blood pressure (BP). haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pastu, tibalah waktu recess........*before practical anat (histology n gross anat)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa ni aku duk library je. cuak gila kot walaupun keluar awal untuk physio practical tadi... &lt;br /&gt;nasib baik lah masa ni ada Dino yg juga telah bnyk tlg ajar genetic n surface marking. Nk nangis dah aku tadi klu x sempat cover semua. igt lagi dino punya muka cmne masa terangkan patau n edward syndrome. heh.&lt;br /&gt;Thanx juga to reyhe yg kasi pinjam handphone untuk tgk slide histo. sgt2 membantu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maka tepat pukul 2 ptg, bermulalah pula practical exam anat: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histology x de apa2 sgt kot..&lt;br /&gt;Gross anat... perghhhh... nasib baik ada mereka ni:&lt;br /&gt;Dino n Azrin- merekalah bnyk tlg jawab case study saya. thank u2!!! azrin siap lukiskan untuk aku lagi ansa cervicalis. terharu :') dahlah azrin terpaksa mendgr luahan hati aku pasal x dapat nk jawab.. sian azrin.. thank u tau!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, apabila tiba giliran saya untuk surface marking... lagi lah masalah.&lt;br /&gt;tanya dino tapi dino x igt, pastu dino dgn baik hatinya pun tolonglah buat announcement kat dissection hall tu tanya sape tahu external jugular vein kat mana..&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik ahmad hafiz tahu. sgt membantu.. thank u2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah!!! ramainya yg tolong!!! thank u tau :)&lt;br /&gt;p/s: esok ada satu lagi practical: biochem. doakan ok *wink2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9168901506038856?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9168901506038856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/16-mereka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9168901506038856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9168901506038856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/16-mereka.html' title='#16: mereka'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9120161144485741780</id><published>2011-04-12T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:46:40.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#15: EXHAUSTED...</title><content type='html'>.exhausted sgt sgt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9120161144485741780?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9120161144485741780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/15-exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9120161144485741780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9120161144485741780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/15-exhausted.html' title='#15: EXHAUSTED...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-1647401815260401644</id><published>2011-04-06T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T06:10:14.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#14:</title><content type='html'>tadi kan kan kan,&lt;br /&gt;tgh go through jadual exam &lt;br /&gt;pastu kan kan kan&lt;br /&gt;barulah tersedar something......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UTKlyWohkbU/TZxk_IloAoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/KS-ia6Lvvug/s1600/Photo0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UTKlyWohkbU/TZxk_IloAoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/KS-ia6Lvvug/s400/Photo0264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592455873087144578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuba tgk betul2 kat bawah tu, ari jumaat kul 1pm -4.30pm&lt;br /&gt;haaa..... nmpk x apa yg aku nmpk...&lt;br /&gt;ya, tepat sekali!&lt;br /&gt;jadual menyatakan bahawasanya kami akan mendapat result pada hari dan waktu yg tertera...&lt;br /&gt;apakah? exam belum bermula tetapi tarikh result sudah keluar&lt;br /&gt;sigh =______="&lt;br /&gt;sekian, laporan berita terkini.&lt;br /&gt;saya nurul alya azwan melapor dari bangalore, india :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-1647401815260401644?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1647401815260401644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1647401815260401644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1647401815260401644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/14.html' title='#14:'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UTKlyWohkbU/TZxk_IloAoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/KS-ia6Lvvug/s72-c/Photo0264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8359951339610148045</id><published>2011-04-01T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T02:10:06.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#13: of april fool and exam...</title><content type='html'>eh, abaikan tajuk..&lt;br /&gt;nway, yesterday kan, my dad punya burfday n da great news is m da first to wish!!&lt;br /&gt;teeehheeeeee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kG9X8AmEkts/TZbnuqWppqI/AAAAAAAAAWg/r4MijX72t4k/s1600/Photo0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kG9X8AmEkts/TZbnuqWppqI/AAAAAAAAAWg/r4MijX72t4k/s400/Photo0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590910776256341666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY abah :)&lt;br /&gt;mintak maap lah x dak burfday present..&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam is just around da corner dudes n babes sekalian!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the thing is i x sabar gila nk exam but at da same time takut of course.&lt;br /&gt;i nk balik malaysia dgn tenang dis time. &lt;br /&gt;*crossing my finger wishing for da best*&lt;br /&gt;i hate it tau bila nk exam je mesti i mcm x amik peduli sket dgn dunia sekeliling.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if i dh start study secara serious, i mmg serious.No fooling around anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So, minta maaf lah if i x ckp apa2 dgn sape2 coz for me, time is running out n x bleh ckp kosong ni. Buang masa!&lt;br /&gt;*padahal sempat je nk update blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;klu tolak arini, i ada around 8 days lagi untuk all out.&lt;br /&gt;dis time, i berazam untuk study smpi cm nk termuntah. eceyh.. bajet je.&lt;br /&gt;so, think dats all for now. doakan alya ok :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8359951339610148045?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8359951339610148045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/13-of-april-fool-and-exam.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8359951339610148045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8359951339610148045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/04/13-of-april-fool-and-exam.html' title='#13: of april fool and exam...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kG9X8AmEkts/TZbnuqWppqI/AAAAAAAAAWg/r4MijX72t4k/s72-c/Photo0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9091642918648054875</id><published>2011-03-26T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T06:32:14.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#12: cccccuuuuuuuaaaaakkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>serious x tipu saya mmg cuak nk exam kali ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway, saya malu sgt dgn Allah sebab saya rasa kan macam er... erm... hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;Allah dah bnyk sgt tlg saya. Setiap kali saya sedey mesti Allah dengar rintihan saya. Saya yakin itu tapi saya malu.... sebab saya kadang2 terleka dengan dunia. Dunia ni kan dipenuhi dgn perkara2 yang melalaikan. Saya mengaku saya tidak konsisten dlm beribadah. Saya mengaku itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAPI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah tetap kurniakan nikmat dan rezeki-Nya. rezeki itu bukan duit sahaja ya... rezeki itu termasuklah kesihatan, study, bnyk lagi. Banyak sangat rasanya. &lt;br /&gt;Baru2 ni Allah memberi satu lagi ujian. Bila saya rasa susah, mcm x mampu malahan saya telah pun menitikkan air mata, saya selalu fikir yang Allah kan ada.. itu banyak meringankan beban di bahu saya.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah Allah maha adil. Allah tahu apa yang terbaik buat saya dan awak dan awak yang kat sana tu dan awak yang lagi satu tu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbalik kepada tajuk, ya saya cuak dgn exam! memang saya jujur ni. Selain saya cuak x abis study, saya llllaaaaagggiiiii cuak klu tetiba Allah x lagi kurniakn nikmat-Nya kepada saya sebab x mungkin kita semua dapat menjawab exam dgn baik tanpa izin Pencipta kita. Pernah saya dgr seseorang berkata, kita dapat hidup tanpa makan dan minum selama berminggu atau berbulan tapi x mungkin kita akan dapat hidup sesaat pun tanpa izin Allah. Betul x? Angguk lah... plizzz3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,kesimpulannya, saya buat lepat pisang arini.. eh3, maksud saya kita kenalah bnyk3 berdoa kepada Allah sebab percayalah, klu kita mengadu kat Allah kan, mesti Allah x kan bocorkan masalah/rahsia kita tu kat org lain malahan Allah akan tolong kita lagi. Itu je kot for now. Minta semua org yang baca ni tolong doakan Alya ok :)&lt;br /&gt;thank u!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9091642918648054875?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9091642918648054875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/12-cccccuuuuuuuaaaaakkkkkkkkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9091642918648054875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9091642918648054875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/12-cccccuuuuuuuaaaaakkkkkkkkk.html' title='#12: cccccuuuuuuuaaaaakkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-895830602283182250</id><published>2011-03-23T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T13:20:23.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#11: jangan happy?</title><content type='html'>hah... korang pernah dgr x org ckp cmni.&lt;br /&gt;"jangan happy sgt, nanti nangis karang"&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, until now, aku still x faham sgt tapi benda tu berlaku je kadang2&lt;br /&gt;i mean selalu juga lah happen kan..&lt;br /&gt;macam hari ni&lt;br /&gt;pagi tadi beriay-iya bergelak ketawa, smpi mlm je sedey&lt;br /&gt;sebab apa? ssshhhhh... x bleh ckp. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway, problems selalu dtg&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, mksdnya Allah masih igt kat kita.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi nk get through tu, MasysaAllah sabar je lah&lt;br /&gt;x de idea dah. Ni tgh meng-restkan diri lepas buat jap 13 kot soalan biochemisry&lt;br /&gt;phewww!!! Huge relieve. Siap pun walaupun x sempurna..&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, eh, lupa nk ckp Congratz to those yang dapat straight A+ :)&lt;br /&gt;hebat2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: m moving on to the next chapter now: The Great News :) Hopefully x lupa chapter The Beneficient. Ameen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-895830602283182250?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/895830602283182250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/11-jangan-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/895830602283182250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/895830602283182250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/11-jangan-happy.html' title='#11: jangan happy?'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-6842979823241548983</id><published>2011-03-22T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T07:05:02.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#10: Worth it!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update. So basically, yesterday Madam Sayee "belanja" us (anatomy seminar people) minum chai n coffee:)&lt;br /&gt;Fine, fine, mesti korang dah bosan kan asyik citer pasal seminar. X kisahlah, because i want to present to u guys my lecturer:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvL9ksPiVUE/TYiq2AKl6GI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/x3yLT8Wt2sQ/s1600/21032011298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvL9ksPiVUE/TYiq2AKl6GI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/x3yLT8Wt2sQ/s400/21032011298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586903182487185506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni lah air chai or tea yang kitaorg minum. Please take note that kitaorg actually minum sambil diri because kedai tu mmg cmtu. X kisahlah... the fact that madam yang belanja kitaorg tu really makes me terharu :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IBL2kdixB4/TYiq2b5PSNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jy03L-Lbahg/s1600/21032011300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IBL2kdixB4/TYiq2b5PSNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jy03L-Lbahg/s400/21032011300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586903189930592466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway, today Sir Suresh announced the marks for the presenter. Eventhough i didn't get the highest, but it's ok. M satisfied. Wut makes me happy is when my friends came to me n say that they could understand wut i presented. Alhamdulillah. I got 2nd place, kalah ngan Sab by 1%. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 82% while Sab 83%.&lt;br /&gt;Think dats all for now. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-6842979823241548983?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6842979823241548983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/10-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6842979823241548983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6842979823241548983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/10-worth-it.html' title='#10: Worth it!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvL9ksPiVUE/TYiq2AKl6GI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/x3yLT8Wt2sQ/s72-c/21032011298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-1007953593237806818</id><published>2011-03-18T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T22:36:07.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#9: Alhamdulillah</title><content type='html'>Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, finally abis pun seminar.&lt;br /&gt;Well, basically after 3-4 weeks of preparation...&lt;br /&gt;After kena edit slides few times, lari from dissection hall to library untuk cari gmbr n etc..&lt;br /&gt;HUGE relieve man..&lt;br /&gt;So, basically i kena present pasal histology of thyroid gland n m glad i got that topic. Here's one of da pics in my slide that i prepared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXAHbAO5AlA/TYQ-JcZq21I/AAAAAAAAAWI/HBVqFNPtnl4/s1600/microscope_cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXAHbAO5AlA/TYQ-JcZq21I/AAAAAAAAAWI/HBVqFNPtnl4/s400/microscope_cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585657769809861458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget, Alhamdulillah juga coz i m getting great feedbacks from all sides be it the lecturer n my friends. &lt;br /&gt;Satu je doa aku sebelum naik pentas tu, Ya Allah, Kau berilah kawan2 aku faham ilmu yang akan aku sampaikan ini.Kalau ada yag x paham, minta maaf sgt2. I've tried my best. Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam Leela said i look confident and Sir Arshad said it was a good presentation :)&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day indeed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-1007953593237806818?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1007953593237806818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/9-alhamdulillah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1007953593237806818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1007953593237806818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/9-alhamdulillah.html' title='#9: Alhamdulillah'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXAHbAO5AlA/TYQ-JcZq21I/AAAAAAAAAWI/HBVqFNPtnl4/s72-c/microscope_cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3202735772322373605</id><published>2011-03-12T17:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T18:04:12.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#7: remeh</title><content type='html'>Ok, so dah lama rasanya x kongsi tazkirah kat surau. So, here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumaat lepas:&lt;br /&gt;Cmne nk mula ekh, errmmm... cmni lah&lt;br /&gt;ada orang bertanya adakah pakai jubah itu sunah Rasulullah?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, mmg benar Nabi SAW memakai jubah tetapi seluruh kaum Arab pada waktu itu memakai jubah. Even Abu Jahal pun memakai jubah... Memang pakaian kaum pada waktu itu adalah jubah. Nabi SAW berkali-kali pesan supaya kita seharusnya membezakan diri kita dengan kafir. Agama kita lain, agama mereka lain! Sebab itu pada waktu itu Nabi SAW menyuruh orang Islam mewarnakan rambut kerana mahu membezakan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah satu lagi cara ialah dengan menyimpan jambang. Kaum kafir pada waktu itu menyimpan misai, jadi untuk membezakan, umat Islam menyimpan jambang. Tapi ini tidak relevan lagi untuk waktu sekarang. Maksudnya, zaman sekarang ni orang kafir pun ada yang menyimpan jambang panjang lagi dari umat Islam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini lah yang menjadi masalah sekarang ni. Kita asyik2 khuatir tentang sunah2 kecil dan membiarkan sunah2 yang lebih penting. Ini tidak, kalau pergi Haji tu, dah siap2 plan nk beli berpuluh-puluh jubah yang ada lengan, x de lengan, yang kosong, yang belang2 tapi apa yang lebih penting ialah cara Nabi SAW mengerjakan ibadah. Apa yang sepatutnya kita tahu ialah apabila mengerjakan solat jemaah, Nabi SAW memperlahankan bacaan Bismillah dan memperkuatkan bacaan Alhamdulillah (Al-Fatihah). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak, saya tidak mengatakan pakai jubah itu salah. Boleh pakai jubah itu klu kita rasa selesa pakai jubah untuk mengerjakan solat atau mungkin untuk menunjukkan imej yang baik tapi janganlah itu yang dirunsingkan.&lt;br /&gt;Kurangkan fikir pasal perkara remeh dan mulalah fikirkan perkara yang lebih besar terutamanya cara beribadat yang betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, wallahualam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3202735772322373605?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3202735772322373605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/7-remeh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3202735772322373605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3202735772322373605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/7-remeh.html' title='#7: remeh'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3797766254813454842</id><published>2011-03-10T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:43:57.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#6: x lama lagi....</title><content type='html'>Kau tahu. Dia tahu. Mereka tahu. &lt;br /&gt;Apabila kalender semakin nipis, x lama lagi....&lt;br /&gt;x lama lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buka mata, pandang kiri kanan sebelum lintas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yb9Jw__30_g/TXkNsbnWl1I/AAAAAAAAAVM/mihvEeCEkaE/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yb9Jw__30_g/TXkNsbnWl1I/AAAAAAAAAVM/mihvEeCEkaE/s400/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582508270080661330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3797766254813454842?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3797766254813454842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/6-x-lama-lagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3797766254813454842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3797766254813454842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/6-x-lama-lagi.html' title='#6: x lama lagi....'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yb9Jw__30_g/TXkNsbnWl1I/AAAAAAAAAVM/mihvEeCEkaE/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8820267720071194887</id><published>2011-03-10T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T03:15:33.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#5: He made me proud :)</title><content type='html'>ok, nk kena cepat ni..&lt;br /&gt;so, basically tadi ada mcq but result cm emmm.....&lt;br /&gt;faham2 sendiri lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;so, balik tadi terus call mama &lt;br /&gt;n then cakaplah ngan lil' bro&lt;br /&gt;beriyalah dia bercerita ckp dah dapat 2A sebab subjek lain x dpt lagi..&lt;br /&gt;sebab dia baru lepas exam&lt;br /&gt;oh, lupa nk cakap dia darjah 6 skrg..&lt;br /&gt;yang A tu erm.. subjek math n bm&lt;br /&gt;ok, mesti sume org menyampah nk baca kan&lt;br /&gt;adik dapat A pun nk kecoh.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, nk ckp juga sebab adik saya ni sbnrnya malas belajar&lt;br /&gt;so, bila dia ckp dapat A tu mmg bangga lah sket kan&lt;br /&gt;hopefully baby(panggilan manja saya kat dia padahal org lain panggil adik je) dapat 5A untuk UPSR nanti &lt;br /&gt;AMEEN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nk letak gmbr tapi fb dah deactivate.&lt;br /&gt;so, think dats all for now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8820267720071194887?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8820267720071194887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/5-he-made-me-proud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8820267720071194887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8820267720071194887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/5-he-made-me-proud.html' title='#5: He made me proud :)'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8309035228746802104</id><published>2011-03-01T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:06:28.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3:  She made my day :)</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;saja nk start ngan smiley. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;u wanna noe why?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE she made my day. &lt;br /&gt;nanti i citer sape ekh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, pejam celik pejam celik dah.. erm... jap nk kira.. erm...&lt;br /&gt;exactly 5 months dah kat india. WOW! how time flies kan..&lt;br /&gt;nanti pejam celik pejam celik lagi.. &lt;br /&gt;dah 5 years kat sini..&lt;br /&gt;eh2, lmbt lagi lorh..&lt;br /&gt;tadi baru je baca blog mereka mereka yang berada di UK&lt;br /&gt;teringat masa kecik2 dulu&lt;br /&gt;masa tu abah buat masters kat university of Leicester&lt;br /&gt;n then terus teringat kat kaklong&lt;br /&gt;insyaAllah bln 6 nk graduate dah kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious x tipu mmg teringin sgt sgt nk tgk kaklong graduate&lt;br /&gt;ya lah, kan kaklong sorang je kakak yang kakchik ada&lt;br /&gt;sape lg yang nk inspire kakchik kan..&lt;br /&gt;TAPI bnyk benda yang kakchik kena fikirkan&lt;br /&gt;ponteng kelas, duit, fly sorang2?&lt;br /&gt;cmne klu masa kakchik ponteng kelas tu ada MCQ?&lt;br /&gt;for now, ticket x beli lagi tapi insyaAllah kakchik akan usahakan juga.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... tgk lah cmne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so back to tajuk kat atas tu haa...&lt;br /&gt;cmni, 18/3 nnt *klu x silap&lt;br /&gt;ada seminar tau&lt;br /&gt;seminar ni cm setiap department hantar 2-3 org wakil untuk present certain topics&lt;br /&gt;so, i was chosen untuk present for anatomy &lt;br /&gt;n yesterday, i tunjuk lah slide yg i dah buat kan kat madame sayee&lt;br /&gt;beriya dan bergembiralah beliau kerana saya berjaya membuat slide&lt;br /&gt;beliau sgt happy sehingga mengambil tangan saya untuk berjabat tgn&lt;br /&gt;mengatakan betapa happynya beliau..&lt;br /&gt;n that sure does made my day&lt;br /&gt;mesti korang pelik kan, x kan lah slm tgn pun bleh made my day kan&lt;br /&gt;ntah lah, aku pun x paham&lt;br /&gt;cumanya aku x pernah expect pun for any lecturers to slm tgn n congratulate me for just a simple slide yg x de lah hebat mana pun kan&lt;br /&gt;but the feeling of being appreciated n the look in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;seriously made my day&lt;br /&gt;m sure if u guys were in my shoes pun,&lt;br /&gt;korang akan rasa benda yg sama&lt;br /&gt;itu lah first time setelah sekian lama i rasa cm di appreciate for something that i have done&lt;br /&gt;n from someone who barely knew me?&lt;br /&gt;terharu :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, i think dats all for now. I'll be facing MCQ (multiple choice Ques) on 11/3 insyaAllah. Do pray for me n i'll be praying for u guys too :)&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again. Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8309035228746802104?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8309035228746802104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/3-she-made-my-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8309035228746802104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8309035228746802104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/3-she-made-my-day.html' title='#3:  She made my day :)'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8107499600310558249</id><published>2011-02-25T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T07:16:17.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2: PENAT</title><content type='html'>hey y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat :'(&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i am so tired that i felt like crying. Like seriously crying my heart out and these are the times that i really need my own room...&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not because of study. It's just dat something, somewhere is not right.&lt;br /&gt;Naaa... I don't feel like sharing it or telling it to other people because it just won't solve the problem n plus i'll be worried sick that *him/her would tell someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days have been REALLY challenging for me. So many things happened. So many things to be thought of. Faham x penat? &lt;br /&gt;Of course u guys x paham, because u were not in my shoes *sigh =______='&lt;br /&gt;I think i need a brake! So many things is going through my mind. Tuhan je yang tahu.&lt;br /&gt;But i learned that everyone have their own problem. Terkejut kan, bila kita tgk org tu, kita igtkan x de problem. beriya bergelak ketawa depan kita tapi kat belakang punyalah berderet masalah dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penatlah... There's this one time, sab ckp, "alya, i think u forgot how to smile.."&lt;br /&gt;No Sab, it's not that i forgot but it's hard to put a fake smile when ur heart is against it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, this post bukan nk meraih simpati or etc.. It's just that i have kept this for so long n it's time for me to spill it out eventhough it doesn't make any huge difference..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZF8fahyAIc0/TWfHIYyjoWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/NdEkgP0rKqI/s1600/funny-dog-pictures-homeless-hug11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZF8fahyAIc0/TWfHIYyjoWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/NdEkgP0rKqI/s400/funny-dog-pictures-homeless-hug11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577645610429030754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: ignore the grammar mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8107499600310558249?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8107499600310558249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/02/2-penat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8107499600310558249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8107499600310558249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/02/2-penat.html' title='#2: PENAT'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZF8fahyAIc0/TWfHIYyjoWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/NdEkgP0rKqI/s72-c/funny-dog-pictures-homeless-hug11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-561611912901385482</id><published>2011-02-05T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T03:22:55.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1: pemendam?</title><content type='html'>it's been a while kan?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weired that sometimes we just can't find the answer to our question.&lt;br /&gt;we kept on wondering n wondering but no, there's no answer coming out. only the sound of crickets can be heard.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel like giving up n going back to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;duduk umah tunggu orang masuk meminang kan?&lt;br /&gt;eventhough dats kinda impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, referring to my topic: pemendam?&lt;br /&gt;now, here's the thing. Sepanjang 4 hari yang lepas kak huda yang sanggup datang jauh dari malaysia telah banyk sgt berkongsi ilmu ngan kitaorg.&lt;br /&gt;setiap kali lepas subuh n isya berjemaah, mesti ada tazkirah n cerita pasal asas2 Islam.&lt;br /&gt;semalam malam, kak huda suruh kitaorg tulis 10 kebaikan n 10 keburukan dalam diri kitaorg. Punyalah x tahu nk tulis apa sampailah kak huda bagi contoh untuk keburukan.&lt;br /&gt;kak huda cakap pemendam tu pun satu keburukan. n macam terkena sebiji tumbukan lah kan kat muka. sebabnya ya, saya memang pemendam. It's hard for me to share my problems with somebody else and yes it is not that good coz once your heart can't take it anymore, your heart will get all messed up! &lt;br /&gt;hati kita ni Allah yang pegang... kita kenalah bnyk2 doa supaya hati kita ni tetap kepada Allah sahaja dan tiada yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... kalau dah problem pun susah nk share, apatah lagi nk meluahkan perasaan kan?&lt;br /&gt;ni lagi satu masalah. Org x tahu apa yg kita fikir, apa yang kita rasa... sebab kita x leh nk tunjuk! susah sgt rasanya nk tunjuk. Kak Huda ckp, kalau kat mesir tu diorg sgtlah tunjuk perasaan diorg. walaupun baru x jumpa sepanjang weekend, beriya ckp dah rindu, peluk2 lah. pelik kan? tapi kan bagus kalau cmtu.. lagi satu, org mesir suka sgt mendoakan org lain. bnyk lah doanya tapi memang saya x igt lah kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu cara nk selesaikan masalah ini ialah dgn bermunajat kepada Allah. bgn pagi2 tu, kita citerkan kat Allah apa masalah kita, apa perasaan kita. Sebab kita tahu, Allah x kan citerkan problem kita kepada org lain. kita bleh percaya kat Allah 120%! menangislah kita dekat Allah. Allah suka sgt kepada hamba-Nya yang menangis demi-Nya. Walaupun sukar, tapi cubalah mengalirkan air mata. Jujur lah ngan Allah, sebab Allah tahu, Allah kenal kita sebab Dia yang mencipta kita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm... apa lagi ekh kak huda ckp... bnyk sgt sebenarnya tapi malas pula rasanya nk type. tapi yang paling bnyk diulang ialah menjaga pergaulan antara laki dan perempuan. satu soalan yang kak huda tujukan masa tu.. &lt;br /&gt;soalan: ok, awak rasa kan, org yang couple tu, kalau diorg gi tazkirah, ceramah cmni, dia ada x rasa bersalah dalam diri dia?&lt;br /&gt;jawapan: ada... mesti ada punyalah! &lt;br /&gt;ntahlah, saya x couple, jadi saya x tahu apa yg diorg rasa sebenarnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu kan, kak huda ckp, perempuan yang baik kan untuk laki yang baik kan?&lt;br /&gt;jadi,kita kenalah sediakan diri kita ni untuk jadi perempuan yang baik supaya nanti dapat suami yang baik. x kan lah, klu kita dah penat jaga diri kita x couple, jaga hati, jaga pandangan, kita nak suami yang pernah ckp i lap u, u lap me kat org lain kan? betullah juga apa yang kak huda ckp tu kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak huda ada juga ckp, kita ni org perempuan kena rajin bersihkan umah, memamsak.. alaa kerja yang org prmpn buat. kak huda ada ckp, suami kak huda tu x pandai nk bersihakn umah, memasak, pegang cangkul sume x pernah sbb suami kak huda tu singaporean yang ada maid kat umah, sume benda dah disiapkan.. bukannya dia x nk tolong, cuma dia x pernah buat, dia x tahu cmne nk buat..&lt;br /&gt;kak huda tanya, cmne klu kita dapat suami cmtu? kita nk buat giliran memasak ke cm skrg masa kita tgh bujang ni? &lt;br /&gt;pastu terlepas lah plak dari mulut saya ni: tapi kak huda, ayah saya rajin....&lt;br /&gt;kak huda pun jawab: alya... tu ayah alya bukannya suami alya..&lt;br /&gt;pang!!! kena tumubukan lagi sebiji kat muka.&lt;br /&gt;cmne klu suami saya macam saya? x pandai masak? hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, wanita2 hebat di luar sana, marilah kita sama2 mengimprovekan diri untuk menjadi lebih baik agar kita dapat suami yang baik! bnyk lagi sebenarnya, tapi nnt lah klu rajin saya tulis lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to kak huda:&lt;br /&gt;kak huda, ur about to leave us..&lt;br /&gt;ur flight is just in 6 hours time&lt;br /&gt;n m surely going to miss u..&lt;br /&gt;ur words has inspired me&lt;br /&gt;ur thought has made me think&lt;br /&gt;ur hope will make me change&lt;br /&gt;thank u for everything&lt;br /&gt;n sorry for all my wrongdoings&lt;br /&gt;m surely going to miss the days we've spent together&lt;br /&gt;the talk we had&lt;br /&gt;the thought that we share&lt;br /&gt;may you have a safe journey&lt;br /&gt;n be blessed with lots of cute children just like you!&lt;br /&gt;for He knows wuts best for u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-561611912901385482?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/561611912901385482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/02/1-pemendam.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/561611912901385482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/561611912901385482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/02/1-pemendam.html' title='#1: pemendam?'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9084496255579194152</id><published>2011-01-25T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T21:12:07.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#100!!</title><content type='html'>woot2!!&lt;br /&gt;dah post 100 (;&lt;br /&gt;nway, smalam ada dental appoinment n tukar warna purple.. &lt;br /&gt;so, currently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TT-qUHwS2GI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SyU7Y7adKD4/s1600/Photo0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TT-qUHwS2GI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SyU7Y7adKD4/s400/Photo0182.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566354927108937826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, sila abaikan bibir kering. ngahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;nway, ni nk share few quotes n ayat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "And I do not deny the hardships on this path, and I do not claim that I do not feel its difficulty, for indeed I am a weak human. Except that I feel, and I would like you to feel with me, that on either side of this long path, are oases with shade, that passers-by can relax in, if they tire, and in whose shade travellers can rest whenever the toils of travel take their toll." surat syed qutb kpd isterinye. sweet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) May we (the women of today) have the Mind of Hawaa, Purity of Maryam, Faith of Asiyah, Love of Khadijah, Affection and Knowledge of Aisha and the favour of being neighbours with them in Jannah Insha Allah. Ameen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Allah GIVES to those who ASK .. Gives MIRACLE to those who BELIEVE ...He never lets DOWN those who TRUST ....And He never LEAVES those who WALK with Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Dunya is worthless to Allah , and yet it belongs to Him. So it's not right that you value it so much, and it's not even yours!" (Yahya b. Mu'adh, Hilyat'l-Awliya', 14549)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Tuhanku jangan ambil nyawaku&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum ku dekat denganMu&lt;br /&gt;Tuhanku siapkan duniaku&lt;br /&gt;Untuk nanti tiba akhiratku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahualam&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9084496255579194152?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9084496255579194152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/100.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9084496255579194152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9084496255579194152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/100.html' title='#100!!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TT-qUHwS2GI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SyU7Y7adKD4/s72-c/Photo0182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3615051796208882822</id><published>2011-01-16T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T10:16:27.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post 99</title><content type='html'>huuuuu...&lt;br /&gt;x sangka yg ni ialah post yang ke-99.&lt;br /&gt;ok2, nway, tadi singgah blog shido lagi, pastu shido bagi link youtube pasal ustaz kazim...&lt;br /&gt;teringat dulu2, before fly gi india ni, &lt;br /&gt;ari2 tgk video ustaz kazim&lt;br /&gt;dah x de kerja kan duk umah...&lt;br /&gt;nway, yg sukanya ustaz kazim ni ialah sebab ustaz selalu sgt sgt sgt  menyebelahi perempuan...&lt;br /&gt;erm... maksud saya, selalu cerita yg baik2 pasal perempuan sampai menyebabkan saya rasa bersyukur sgt menjadi seorang perempuan. Serious x tipu ni..&lt;br /&gt;kesian shido kan, aku asyik cilok dia punya tajuk je...&lt;br /&gt;halalkan ekh.. *wink2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ni nk share satu video ustaz kazim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svEbLP0imGU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/svEbLP0imGU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun tajuknya suami yang terbaik, tapi citer pasal perempuan juga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tomorrow dah nk start kelas as usual. My aim for 2nd IA of coz lah kan nk dapat distinction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku belajar, bukan lah kerana ingin dapat distinction, aku belajar kerana ingin menambah ilmu Allah yang mulia. Aku belajar bukan lah kerana exam, aku belajar untuk fahamkan supaya aku bleh applykan later on. Aku belajar bukan kerana terpaksa tetapi kerana cintanya aku kepada ilmu Medic ini. Aku ingin dapat distinction bukanlah kerana nasib tetapi kerana rahmat dan berkat dari Allah. Tidak lupa juga ko dah menaikkan semangat aku untuk mengalahkan ko dalam 2nd IA nnt! Kita bersaing secara sihat ok (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, jika takdir Allah menentukan aku kurang berjaya dari apa yang aku harapkan, aku Redha kerana sekurang-kurangnya aku sudah berusaha dan aku yakin Allah tahu apa yang terbaik buat diriku yang lemah ini. Yang paling penting, aku nk mendekatkan diri kepada Allah. JIka ramai yang keluar dating di waktu petang lepas kelas, aku juga x nk melepaskan peluang untuk dating ngan Allah di rumah-Nya. Terlalu banyak rasanya ilmu2 Allah yang aku ketinggalan. Ntah manalah aku selama ini.. Ntah apalah yang aku buat selama ini. Aku mengaku aku naif, tapi aku x nk terus berada dalam keadaan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, lebih kurang 4 bulan di india ni, telah bnyk menambahkan ilmu agama aku. Aku telah mula berjinak-jinak membaca terjemahan al-Quran dan aku juga telah mula.... erm.. x perlulah aku mention di sini. Banggakah aku apabila mula membaca terjemahan di india? Oh, jauh sekali, malahan aku malu. Malu kepada Pencipta aku! Ntah mana aku menghilang selama ini..&lt;br /&gt;rasanya cukuplah sampai di sini dahulu. Kisah hidupku tidak lah semenarik mereka mereka yang lain.. &lt;br /&gt;Wallahualam&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3615051796208882822?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3615051796208882822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/post-99.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3615051796208882822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3615051796208882822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/post-99.html' title='post 99'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-1282456424367381673</id><published>2011-01-14T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:17:04.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IF...</title><content type='html'>What if?&lt;br /&gt;just what if we have only have 24 hours to live or maybe 2 hours to live?&lt;br /&gt;What if we only knew when our time will come?&lt;br /&gt;What will u do? or might as well i ask myself, what shall I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- “Life is too short not to make the best and the most of everything that comes your way everyday.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Life is too short. You'll be an old man before you know it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- “Forgive, forget. Bear with the faults of others as you would have them bear with yours. Be patient and understanding. Life is too short to be vengeful or malicious.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing, I was living a cliche life of reading people's blog n just then, i bumped to shido's blog about a cancer-fighting man. Allahyarham Dr. Mas Afzal Masarudin. Now, m just gonna tell u in brief about him. Being a medical student himself, he realized there's a lump at his neck during his final year in Sheffield, UK back in 2008 if m not mistaken. N turns out that it was a cancer. HODGKIN'S LYMPHOMA a.k.a blood cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was fortunate enough to have an amazing family or superb mum to be more specific that is willingly to travel back n forth from Malaysia to UK at least 4 times in a year. Plus, all the expenses were NOT sponsored n they used their own money. I may not know dis wonderful person but from wut i read, from wut people say... I know he's amazing. Be it mentally, physically or spritually. Here's some words dat his mother wrote after his death:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Assalamualaikum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Afzal passed away at 2.24am, 18th December, 2010. His papa, brother Andi, sisters Aiysha n Atiqah,uncle Shahrir n me were with him till he breathed his last. He was intubated and n in an induced coma from about 1pm the day earlier because he was having difficulty breathing n his Blood Pressue was getting very low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he was admitted to the Ampang Hospital on December 2nd, he did not get any good night's sleep. Now, he can rest and wait for me n all of us to join him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Allah for letting me borrow him for the last 26 years. I am also thankful that Allah has given me n my family the opportunity to take care of him while he was in hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of his friends visited him in hospital n he could recognise them all, even during the times when he was in a confused n sometimes delirious state because of the infection he suffered n the pure oxygen he was given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me to make sure to wake him up if any of his friends came to visit. "I want to acknowlege their presence", he said. Actually I was surprised he could recognise all his friends who came despite the fact that he sometimes forgot that he was in hospital. At the end of visiting hours, I would ask him about his friends who came and he would describe to me who those friends are, what they were studying, how they met, what activities they have done together n so on. I could see he loved all his friends a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would always test him to see his state of mind by asking who I am..."Mama", he would always answer. Afzal did not sleep at all the whole night on Thursday and was either reciting versus from the Quran, performing prayers or doing the zikr thoughout the night.I think he was trying to sort things out in his head n said whatever came to mind n since Quran versus were always close to his heart, those versus were among the things he blurted out. I was tired just looking at him but helpless to do anything, other than hold his hand, massage his back n stood by his side n by the graces of Allah, I did not feel sleepy at all thoughout that night. By morning he was exhausted and all my efforts to make him stop n rest failed. The last hour before he was intubated, I kept testing him to see if he is still able to recognise me. Three times I asked him who I was. He would stop his blabbering and say "Mama".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N now, part of me is happy for him because he is no longer suffering but a larger part of me is missing him so much. My baby is no longer with me. I am no longer able to take care of him for he is now under a more capable carer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always have the beautiful memories with Afzal, the moments together that only the two of us share...always.....Mama Afzal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S Thank you all Afzal's friends who visited him in hospital or came to Bentong for his funeral. We decided to bury him in Bentong because that's where he was born n we chose a site right next to my mother, his grandmother to whom he was very close.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think dat in all explains who he is. Did u catch the part when his mum said that he would stay up all night reciting versus from the Quran, performing prayers or doing the zikr thoughout the night? He sure is one lucky man! Knowing that his death is so near, he is able to prepare for the hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if my death is tomorrow? M scared. I don't have any "bekalan" to bring. Even then, I still have the old habits. Wasting my time on unnecessary things, fooling around, not making a serious effort to CHANGE! and and and most importantly is mengumpat. I've tried so hard to control myself from all these things. Sometimes it works n sometimes it just won't work. I'll try and i really need people around me to "tegur" me if I did anything wrong. Please, please n please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: To memorize the Quran is not an easy task. Everything needs to be taken care of. Even mengumpat for a few minutes will lead to a difficulty in memorizing the holy Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think dats all for now. This post is nothing but for us to ponder about DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, here's a video of him in his last speech in Sheffield...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QtfMyEHJsn4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QtfMyEHJsn4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/8178683703145889097-1282456424367381673?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1282456424367381673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-if.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1282456424367381673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1282456424367381673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-if.html' title='WHAT IF...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-7038700366777480535</id><published>2011-01-10T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:11:33.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANSWERS</title><content type='html'>Yeay exam's over. results are out. life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;exam was easy well provided that if u study hard n smart. &lt;br /&gt;enough said. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, kat surau,my mentor k.ain came to me n asked me about my result because she needs to make a documentation. N i just can't believe dat i broke down to tears when she asked me dat. gila gedik kan? but in the end, i didn't even tell her my result. sorry k.ain, i really m sorry. it's just dat i have never told anybody my result because for me it's too embarassing. &lt;br /&gt;so nway, m aiming high for dis 2nd IA. less sleep, less eat(sacrifice my lunch hour), MORE study.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------end of story--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, hmmmm... many people asked me:&lt;br /&gt;Q: x gi mana2 ke cuti ni? as in visit places kat india ni lah kan.. &lt;br /&gt;A: maybe no because of several reasons which i don't think i need to mention here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: x rasa rugi ke x gi mana2 dis holiday?&lt;br /&gt;A: insyaAllah x. *refer to my reasons which i don't need to mention*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: nape x balik malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;A: ntah lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bnyk lg soalan sbnrnya tapi malas nk type. Ok, sbnrnya cuti i have planned untuk buat something tapi kat umah je. Oh, n dat includes study. InsyaAllah klu mampu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------end of story--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then, finally i've activated back my fb. Although not many people realizad dat i act deactivate my fb but dats ok, except for my wonderful family in malaysia yg sibuk tanya nape x leh nk masuk my fb. thanx guys. *terharu*&lt;br /&gt;Just in case u guys are wondering, my family, i mean my big family on my mother's side sgt sgt sgt lah active fb smpi my auntie act created a page for our family, a group page. So, currently, dis is my profile pic in fb: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TSvuH8etIOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GuGrFrVcP3g/s1600/36930_411210563350_625438350_4253704_4037203_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TSvuH8etIOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GuGrFrVcP3g/s400/36930_411210563350_625438350_4253704_4037203_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560799985180418274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss these people. I miss it when everyone's there. My sisters, my brother. I miss it when we all slept togeteher at da living room dpn TV eventhough sume org ada bilik sendiri. I miss it when we watched movies together. I miss it when we fight for astro remote. urgghhhh... i miss everything about them. Yesterday, i msg my grande sister n we talked about something. Jealousy is undeniable but in the end, she's still my sister n wut are sisters for if not to give support to each other kan?&lt;br /&gt;eh2, sejak bila i jadi sweet2 cmni. ok, got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------end of story--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i just wanna share two quotes dat m very attracted da first time i read it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strong&gt;A Woman’s Heart Should Be So Lost In God That A Man Needs To Seek Him In Order To Find Her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strong&gt; Cinta manusia itu urusan Dia. Cintakan Dia itu urusan kita.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i know these two quotes are about love. M I in love? Yes, i've been in love before but these two quotes makes me think, makes me feel dat I should love Him more for a man to deserve my heart, my love. Let me make dis clear, I am single by choice even if da fact is dat nobody act likes me. So wut,if my friends list in fb are predominantly girls? So wut, if I don't give my phone numbers to guys? Are all these a humiliation? Nope, well at least not for me if it was for you.. I chose to live dis way, n i will accept the way it is. I may not change physically but in the inside, God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: dis is not an emotional post but this is the answer to all da questions dat people ask me (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-7038700366777480535?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7038700366777480535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/answers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7038700366777480535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7038700366777480535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/answers.html' title='ANSWERS'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TSvuH8etIOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GuGrFrVcP3g/s72-c/36930_411210563350_625438350_4253704_4037203_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-58966756033043801</id><published>2011-01-06T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T08:29:47.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TSXld8xlYTI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yP8rzzrRkDQ/s1600/3544283661_473d31fe86_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TSXld8xlYTI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yP8rzzrRkDQ/s400/3544283661_473d31fe86_z.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559101617751810354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, diri ini tidak tenang sejak petang tadi. diri ini langsung tidak bersemangat setelah tahu result akan keluar esok. Tidak tahu bagaimana mahu react setelah dapat result kerana diri ini sedia maklum bahawa result tidak lah sebagus rakan2 yg lain. Diri ini cuba mencari ketenangan namun gagal. Rutin tetap diteruskan seperti biasa. Tepat jam 7.50 mlm, diri ini bergerak ke surau (dgn lgsg tidak bersemangat dan sakit perut maklum lah mkn x berapa nk betul waktu2 exam ni). Perjalanan ke surau yg hanya memakan masa tidak smpi 5 minit cukup untuk membuat diri ini berfikir. berfikir tentang bnyk perkara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di surau, sedih. sudahlah tidak bersemangat tambahan pula dgn sedih. Diri ini igt bolehlah mahu berjumpa dgn rakan2 untuk mendptkan semangat. Namun, diri ini keseorangan. Tiada siapa yg hadir melain kan kakak2. Cukup sedih. Maka, tidak lama kemudian, solat berjemaah pun bermula. Diri ini yg selalu berebut untuk saf hadapan membuat keputusan untuk berundur diri. namun, disebabkan masih ramai yg tidak hadir, diri ini terpaksa memenuhkan saf hadapan. Allah maha mengetahui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila bermula sahaja lafaz Bismillah, diri ini rasa gembira! gembira yg tidak terhingga kerana Imam adalah hamba Allah yg sedap bacaannya. Pernah beberapa kali sebelum ini hamba Allah ini membaca surah Ar-RAhman dlm solatnya. Diri ini sgt lah berharap pada waktu itu agar hamba Allah tersebut membaca surah Ar-Rahman kerana ini merupakan surah kegemaran diri ini. Rindu sgt2 mahu mendgr. Allah maha mendgr. Rintihan hati ini didengari oleh Allah. Alhamdulillah hamba Allah ini membaca surah Ar-Rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENANG. itu sahaja perkataan yg dapat digambarkan. Segala kerunsingan dan kekusutan hilang serta merta. Sakit perut pun hilang. Tenang sehingga diri ini tidak mahu solat tersebut berakhir. Terlalu tenang sehingga diri ini hampir menitiskan air mata sewaktu solat. Rindu sudah... Ntah bila lagi akan dapat peluang sebegini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergi ke surau tidak pernah mengecewakan. Sentiasa membuatkan diri ini tenang dan lebih tenang. Lebih2 lagi sewaktu exam. Rasa yakin terhadap pertolongan Allah itu bertambah-tambah. Rasa masa yg dihabiskan di surau selama 1 jam itu tidak sekali-kali mengambil waku belajar atau waktu tidur. Apalah sgt nk spend 1 jam di surau berbanding 23 jam untuk dunya. Kadang2 diri ini rasa bersalah menghabiskan bnyk masa kpd dunya tapi dijah ckp, klu kita niatkan belajar itu kerana Allah, itu juga dikira sebagai ibadat. hmm... betul juga kan tapi x puas rasanya klu kita tidak sujud kepadanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahualam. Esok InsyaAllah diri ini akan menghadapi ujian practical biochem serta dapat result biochem dan anatomy. Harap yg membaca ini dapat mendoakan diri ini.&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya Allah tahu apa yg terbaik buat diri ini (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-58966756033043801?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/58966756033043801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/tenang.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/58966756033043801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/58966756033043801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/tenang.html' title='Tenang'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TSXld8xlYTI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yP8rzzrRkDQ/s72-c/3544283661_473d31fe86_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-7293263501065462216</id><published>2010-12-31T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T08:12:52.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't read.. no, seriously don't!</title><content type='html'>hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;count down exam: 60 hours to go&lt;br /&gt;mood: unstable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when i just feel so down dat i don't know wut to do or where to turn to or who to speak to though i know dat He is always there, right there beside me.&lt;br /&gt;We always consult ourselves to an extend that there must be a reason for every single thing that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT truth be told dat sometimes the REASON ain't seen. We've waited n waited n waited for dat special day where the reason is shown until we are too tired to wait n tend to forget about it. It could take days, months, years or maybe decades for da special day to come but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to deny His promise? I know i was wrong. I was impatient! &lt;br /&gt;Who am I to question His work? I know i was wrong. I was self-centered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me. M just a dust particle to Him. &lt;br /&gt;Of all His creations he chose us, human beings as the best creation of all.&lt;br /&gt;But m I grateful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Today has bring back the old memories. Memories dat i really want to get over with but it ain't going anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;The hardship dat I went through,&lt;br /&gt;being hate n being isolated&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;The dark, cold environment dat surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;HATRED&lt;br /&gt;BUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite all dat, my childhood memory was back too..&lt;br /&gt;remembering the old days when we live in UK&lt;br /&gt;that was definitely priceless!&lt;br /&gt;i could still recall going to the school with my momma&lt;br /&gt;wearing a short skirt with leggings&lt;br /&gt;playing with the snow&lt;br /&gt;disneyland, paris!&lt;br /&gt;urghhhhh... bring me back to those days puhlizzzz&lt;br /&gt;the days where I don't have to think about anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life is just so hard to be defined. Maybe anatomy, physiology n biochemistry is easier. So hard dat no words can describe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: happy new year. Yeay!! m celebrating it with my books n notes (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-7293263501065462216?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7293263501065462216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-read-no-seriously-dont.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7293263501065462216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7293263501065462216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-read-no-seriously-dont.html' title='don&apos;t read.. no, seriously don&apos;t!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4903895927147442696</id><published>2010-12-29T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T09:09:56.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>currently</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRtq94g_XSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LRcAWST7QfM/s1600/Photo0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRtq94g_XSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LRcAWST7QfM/s400/Photo0156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556152176666959138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, saya telah cabut 4 gigi demi braces. huahuahua (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4903895927147442696?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4903895927147442696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/currently.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4903895927147442696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4903895927147442696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/currently.html' title='currently'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRtq94g_XSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LRcAWST7QfM/s72-c/Photo0156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2011358501045228647</id><published>2010-12-27T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T11:19:36.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tadi</title><content type='html'>Tadi kan dgr tazkirah baru tahu yang maksud salah satu tanda besar kiamat iaitu matahari akan terbit dari barat ke timur maksudnya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Islam akan bangkit dari barat(Eropah) ke timur (kita).&lt;br /&gt;Dulu, igtkan matahari betul2 akan timbul dari barat ke timur. Tapi mmg ada bnyk pendapat pun. Ini cuma salah satu drpdnya.&lt;br /&gt;In a way, ada logiknya juga sebab sekarang ni pun ramai penduduk barat yang memeluk Islam compared to negara kita sendiri berdasarkan statistik yang dikeluarkan oleh mahkamah syariah di malaysia i.e: 220 000 sekarang ni sedang memohon untuk murtad. Astaghfirullah hal azim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: happy birthday yamiva favain!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2011358501045228647?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2011358501045228647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/tadi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2011358501045228647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2011358501045228647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/tadi.html' title='tadi'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3552216028497049325</id><published>2010-12-24T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T17:19:10.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeay!!</title><content type='html'>yeay!! abah ngan mama dh book tiket blk bln 4 ni (((((:&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, tarikh x tukar &lt;br /&gt;weeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;x sabar (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3552216028497049325?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3552216028497049325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/yeay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3552216028497049325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3552216028497049325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/yeay.html' title='yeay!!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4685201665577271509</id><published>2010-12-22T03:25:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T03:33:56.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter camp!!!!</title><content type='html'>let da pics talk ok (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhkWiXghI/AAAAAAAAATo/Tb-PVSib-uE/s1600/SDC10986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhkWiXghI/AAAAAAAAATo/Tb-PVSib-uE/s400/SDC10986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467830165799442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhkZuHDuI/AAAAAAAAATg/9zj0oNeOpEU/s1600/SDC10983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhkZuHDuI/AAAAAAAAATg/9zj0oNeOpEU/s400/SDC10983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467831020359394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhkJaq2WI/AAAAAAAAATY/JU2znJpZ6iI/s1600/SDC10977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhkJaq2WI/AAAAAAAAATY/JU2znJpZ6iI/s400/SDC10977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467826643851618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhjytrIeI/AAAAAAAAATQ/YL-Ylhjh9To/s1600/SDC10976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhjytrIeI/AAAAAAAAATQ/YL-Ylhjh9To/s400/SDC10976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467820549546466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJ2KV-qI/AAAAAAAAATI/MOMwAQdFWQM/s1600/SDC10968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJ2KV-qI/AAAAAAAAATI/MOMwAQdFWQM/s400/SDC10968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467374798502562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJr0UTLI/AAAAAAAAATA/TZAKBMmo2Ec/s1600/SDC10963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJr0UTLI/AAAAAAAAATA/TZAKBMmo2Ec/s400/SDC10963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467372021763250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJdZWTGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LeDkYXY3o1o/s1600/SDC10960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJdZWTGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LeDkYXY3o1o/s400/SDC10960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467368150551650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJKXkH6I/AAAAAAAAASw/G1fVwWuttTc/s1600/SDC10943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJKXkH6I/AAAAAAAAASw/G1fVwWuttTc/s400/SDC10943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467363042795426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJGW4EHI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZuddTpaLlJo/s1600/SDC10953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhJGW4EHI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZuddTpaLlJo/s400/SDC10953.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467361966166130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgoe4w8MI/AAAAAAAAASg/mfY6dB2zz1g/s1600/SDC10947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgoe4w8MI/AAAAAAAAASg/mfY6dB2zz1g/s400/SDC10947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553466801615073474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgoGecWlI/AAAAAAAAASY/MOzFSnhrF6s/s1600/SDC10941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgoGecWlI/AAAAAAAAASY/MOzFSnhrF6s/s400/SDC10941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553466795062221394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgn86Jf0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/3lKiAJeKNXo/s1600/SDC10936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgn86Jf0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/3lKiAJeKNXo/s400/SDC10936.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553466792494071618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgn2mBMrI/AAAAAAAAASI/kJIm57gsw6E/s1600/SDC10934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgn2mBMrI/AAAAAAAAASI/kJIm57gsw6E/s400/SDC10934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553466790799028914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgnkr5OXI/AAAAAAAAASA/IuunSU6xp6o/s1600/SDC10915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHgnkr5OXI/AAAAAAAAASA/IuunSU6xp6o/s400/SDC10915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553466785991833970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4685201665577271509?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4685201665577271509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-camp.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4685201665577271509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4685201665577271509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-camp.html' title='winter camp!!!!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TRHhkWiXghI/AAAAAAAAATo/Tb-PVSib-uE/s72-c/SDC10986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9212546375689554855</id><published>2010-12-21T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T08:29:32.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>healing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NhTvI9RJg3U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NhTvI9RJg3U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Allah knows wuts best for me n He knows wut we might not need know (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9212546375689554855?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9212546375689554855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/healing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9212546375689554855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9212546375689554855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/healing.html' title='healing'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2559102989267830830</id><published>2010-12-10T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:07:28.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TQMUhR31eyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XG8F8ueArq0/s1600/8f4c2014ab17415e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 89px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TQMUhR31eyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XG8F8ueArq0/s400/8f4c2014ab17415e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549301727816416034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kadang2 x paham nape org suka sgt pentingkan diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kadang2 x paham nape org susah sgt nk minta maaf klu buat salah. Lebih mengelirukan, apabila mereka tidak ada rasa bersalah langsung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kadang2 x paham nape org kat blkg beriya mengutuk, tapi bila kat depan macam baik gila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kadang2 x paham nape ada manusia malas sgt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kadang2 x paham nape org suka pilih kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: mak saya pesan: bersabarlah sebab kat dunia ni ada bnyk jenis manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aritu masa tazkirah, ada satu ayat g buat saya terfikir dan menusuk di hati. nk tahu?&lt;br /&gt;cm ni: "kita sekarang lebih takut kehilangan kawan drpd kehilangan kasih sayang Allah"&lt;br /&gt;lebih kurang lah bunyi nya. sama2 kita renungkan &lt;br /&gt;wallahualam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2559102989267830830?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2559102989267830830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2559102989267830830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2559102989267830830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='................'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TQMUhR31eyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XG8F8ueArq0/s72-c/8f4c2014ab17415e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2770854021421508803</id><published>2010-12-10T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T09:30:13.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGE?</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TQJcZHIMfdI/AAAAAAAAARw/Dg_eqSqy7sQ/s1600/68555_1618634157653_1590383607_1414926_4433295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TQJcZHIMfdI/AAAAAAAAARw/Dg_eqSqy7sQ/s400/68555_1618634157653_1590383607_1414926_4433295_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549099277353778642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a change? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;There are some time when i feel like donating all my cloth or maybe throw them out and buy a new set of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Clothes which are more "revealing". excuse me, i mean more covering. oh, u know wut i mean right? &lt;br /&gt;But sometimes my spirit just lost. Made me think a lot. i mean a lllooooootttt!!!&lt;br /&gt;Some of u may say dat wuts there to think about?&lt;br /&gt;It is stated in the Quran, it is a must to cover!&lt;br /&gt;Hold on man, it's easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, i just dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change. &lt;br /&gt;be it for the better or for da worst.&lt;br /&gt;some people change from the inside n some from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;either way, it depends on the person themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever felt like ur getting more curious when you try to get to know in deep about our religion? that sometimes u asked something that you were not supposed to ask?&lt;br /&gt;excuse me, it's just a feeling dat i wanna share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;ignore me if it has nothing to do with you guys&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i have taken much of ur time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me, i have to go.&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2770854021421508803?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2770854021421508803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/change.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2770854021421508803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2770854021421508803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/change.html' title='CHANGE?'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TQJcZHIMfdI/AAAAAAAAARw/Dg_eqSqy7sQ/s72-c/68555_1618634157653_1590383607_1414926_4433295_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4818853521196141083</id><published>2010-12-10T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T02:59:12.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sekejap je ni.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum (:&lt;br /&gt;urgghhhh... sgt sgt bnyk benda untuk dicerita, ilmu untuk dikongsi..&lt;br /&gt;tapi tapi&lt;br /&gt;sgt sgt lah busy&lt;br /&gt;nway, sementara ada masa ni nk ckp congratz kat syido.. sorry lmbt sket. huuuu~&lt;br /&gt;and and doakan saya di sini.&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah nnt blog akan di update apabila ada masa ok (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4818853521196141083?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4818853521196141083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/sekejap-je-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4818853521196141083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4818853521196141083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/sekejap-je-ni.html' title='sekejap je ni.'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3170571662501540528</id><published>2010-11-27T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T20:16:31.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saya nak..</title><content type='html'>SAYA NAK PANDAI CAKAP ENGLISH MACAM AWAK (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.FULLSTOP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3170571662501540528?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4348495774024663815</id><published>2010-11-26T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T04:32:24.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rindu!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MCQ done!&lt;br /&gt;eh, eh assalamualaikum semua (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lama dah x update blog. heh.&lt;br /&gt;so, first thing first, Alhamdulillah MCQ done&lt;br /&gt;not to say dat i got perfect marks but padanlah ngan usaha...&lt;br /&gt;huuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;nk ckp sedey tu mmg lah sedey esp when everybody else scored tinggi gila kan..&lt;br /&gt;but dats ok.&lt;br /&gt;saya ingin menjadi hamba bersyukur. (ecececey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, assignment&lt;br /&gt;fuuhhhh... ni pun markah rendah :(&lt;br /&gt;idk wuts wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;semua pun x score&lt;br /&gt;need to mantapkan lagi lepas ni...&lt;br /&gt;apahal lah membebel pasal benda2 ni?? =_____="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, sebenarnya sepanjang minggu ni asyik risau pasal akademik&lt;br /&gt;lot of things need to be covered, lot of things need to be memorized&lt;br /&gt;standard lah, medic student mesti nerd maa..&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, lupa nk ckp..&lt;br /&gt;there's something i need to tell u my bestfren (math)&lt;br /&gt;well u see, dah lama kita x jumpa kan?&lt;br /&gt;it's not dat i don't miss you or wut not&lt;br /&gt;but, but&lt;br /&gt;i think it's about time for us to move on with our own separate ways&lt;br /&gt;we just couldn't be together now&lt;br /&gt;it's time for you to find somebody else who deserve you more&lt;br /&gt;u know u can find somebody better than me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case ur wondering, m doing fine here&lt;br /&gt;been making some new frens..&lt;br /&gt;anatomy seems nice&lt;br /&gt;but biochem is being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;he likes to see people suffer&lt;br /&gt;but others are nice including physio&lt;br /&gt;so, this post is just to let u know dat&lt;br /&gt;m trying very hard to get you out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;it's hard, but i'll try&lt;br /&gt;n i hope u know why i did this&lt;br /&gt;*still missing you*&lt;br /&gt;take care there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: eh, apa kaitan ngan tajuk? oh, sbnrnya i've been missing this thing below like gila2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TO-n_FeU2pI/AAAAAAAAARo/VQfz_h6k6L0/s1600/76183_1414381413779_1659887722_867706_2195312_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TO-n_FeU2pI/AAAAAAAAARo/VQfz_h6k6L0/s400/76183_1414381413779_1659887722_867706_2195312_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543834368559340178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu lah nk ada kete sendiri. rasa bebas sket nk gerak. x payah tunggu bas. heh.&lt;br /&gt;mama ngan abah jaga kete tu leklok tau. jgn berebut nk guna. huuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4348495774024663815?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4348495774024663815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/11/rindu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4348495774024663815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4348495774024663815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/11/rindu.html' title='rindu!!!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TO-n_FeU2pI/AAAAAAAAARo/VQfz_h6k6L0/s72-c/76183_1414381413779_1659887722_867706_2195312_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2232349363977850982</id><published>2010-11-10T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:52:09.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from da heart</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living a so-called happy life here nobody knows wut happens inside.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside... after superficial layer.. haa.. kat situ lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M confused. M scared. Where's the line between being an extremist n being normal?&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why is this happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;U make me loose hope. My spirit is lost.&lt;br /&gt;Please understand that m still new&lt;br /&gt;M trying, m trying to find da solution&lt;br /&gt;but it's hard&lt;br /&gt;although nobody said is was hard but nobody said it was easy either :'(&lt;br /&gt;m searching...&lt;br /&gt;searching for da lost spirit&lt;br /&gt;da spirit i once had&lt;br /&gt;now fallen into pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you! yes you!&lt;br /&gt;m still wondering wuts in ur heart&lt;br /&gt;stop making ur own assumption &lt;br /&gt;because it's definitely not true.&lt;br /&gt;why didn't you deny when they say?&lt;br /&gt;why did you just sit back n ain't say nothing?&lt;br /&gt;wake up man!&lt;br /&gt;m suffering...&lt;br /&gt;u noe it's not true!&lt;br /&gt;don't you? don't you?&lt;br /&gt;oh, n please stop following me&lt;br /&gt;stop staring me&lt;br /&gt;m not a puppet for display&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for dis "emotional" post&lt;br /&gt;because dis is really from da heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2232349363977850982?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2232349363977850982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/11/from-da-heart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2232349363977850982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2232349363977850982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/11/from-da-heart.html' title='from da heart'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-1127359444273846849</id><published>2010-11-08T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T06:46:04.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need space.. i seriously do!</title><content type='html'>urghhh.. been having a really hard time coping this problem!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, cn u just please leave me alone for a while&lt;br /&gt;stop controlling my life&lt;br /&gt;thanx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TNgNBBSLOkI/AAAAAAAAARg/X-S-wi6rv8Y/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TNgNBBSLOkI/AAAAAAAAARg/X-S-wi6rv8Y/s400/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537190053027723842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-1127359444273846849?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1127359444273846849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-space-i-seriously-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1127359444273846849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1127359444273846849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-space-i-seriously-do.html' title='i need space.. i seriously do!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TNgNBBSLOkI/AAAAAAAAARg/X-S-wi6rv8Y/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-635287289640510636</id><published>2010-10-30T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T11:08:31.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, she is smart,&lt;br /&gt;As she practices what she believes.&lt;br /&gt;And no she isn’t stuck up….&lt;br /&gt;She can be all covered up in hijab,Yet makes sure she gets to her dreams&lt;br /&gt;And you may sometimes never see her faceBut she’s got the best style---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s called grace….&lt;br /&gt;You won’t find her doodling in a note book,&lt;br /&gt;During a free lecture…&lt;br /&gt;And yes, she does know how to have a good time…She may not see the latest flicks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you won’t ever find her ‘out of league’&lt;br /&gt;‘Coz she has better things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;She’s got a lotta friends who cherish her,&lt;br /&gt;And she knows that friendship doesn’t need a religion,&lt;br /&gt;She knows that peace comes not from fulfilling desires…&lt;br /&gt;But would come to her if she lets them go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tries to please Allah than people,&lt;br /&gt;Who may not acknowledge her deeds,&lt;br /&gt;But the Almighty always knows…&lt;br /&gt;And that gives her solace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And She is at peace with something most are not,&lt;br /&gt;She knows if she dies..She would be only too happy to enter paradise,&lt;br /&gt;As Allah’s promise is the never futile.&lt;br /&gt;She smiles to those who frown..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making their day…&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes her own..&lt;br /&gt;She knows that hatred can be defeated by love&lt;br /&gt;And evil by being good..&lt;br /&gt;She is always the first to compromise,&lt;br /&gt;But not always the first to apologize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tries to be fair..&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes she doesn’t feel like it..&lt;br /&gt;She’s got her priorities’ right..&lt;br /&gt;She won’t make a face when her parents tell to stop chatting..&lt;br /&gt;On phone for an hour or switch off the P.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will do little things that make her parents happy&lt;br /&gt;Like being at the door to receive them..&lt;br /&gt;When they come home from work..&lt;br /&gt;Or doing small chores and surprise them some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is the eldest she’s most patient..&lt;br /&gt;And if the youngest, the most adorable&lt;br /&gt;Her family needs to see ‘her’ smile to be happy…&lt;br /&gt;The house is not complete without her.&lt;br /&gt;And her role models aren’t TV stars…&lt;br /&gt;But real life stars who shined and were promised paradise.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who she is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around you, you will find her&lt;br /&gt;Look within ….&lt;br /&gt;and you would be ONE…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is educated and she is responsible,&lt;br /&gt;She is adorable and contented,&lt;br /&gt;Her character is her tiara…&lt;br /&gt;And her attire in a word is ‘modesty’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is IN you,&lt;br /&gt;if you try&lt;br /&gt;As she isn’t any ordinary muslimah…&lt;br /&gt;She can be a Sarah, Aliya or Fatima…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the PRODUCTIVE MUSLIMAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahualam (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-635287289640510636?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/635287289640510636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/she.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/635287289640510636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/635287289640510636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/she.html' title='SHE'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2117816697068389905</id><published>2010-10-29T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T01:08:14.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>semalam</title><content type='html'>Subhanallah, semalam solat Isya' berjemaah kat surau ada di recite Surah Ar-Rahman pada rakaat kedua. Subhanallah, sedap imam yg membaca... tersentuh di hati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah juga, minggu lepas baru je baca tafsir surah Ar-Rahman tapi separuh baru. Maka dgn itu juga lah saya baru tahu yang maksud ayat yang diulang bnyk2 kali dlm Surah itu "fabi ayyi ala irobbikuma tu kazziban" bermaksud "Maka nikmat Tuhan kamu yang manakah yang ingin kamu dustakan?" atau dlm english nya "Then which of da favours of your Lord will ye deny?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan lah di atas kenaifan saya yang tidak pernah amik tahu pun sebelum ni. Mungkin ramai yang dh lama tahu kan? Alhamdulillah... &lt;br /&gt;Kalau kwn2 sume baca tafsir drpd mula surah tu, lagilah seronok... betapa bnyknya nikmat yang Allah kurniakan kepada kita tapi kita x pernah sedar.. InsyaAllah, klu ada masa kita sama2 baca, ok (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nk dijadikan cerita, rupa-rupanya kan klu kita tahu maksud ayat yang dibaca tu, mmg lah dapat dihayati waktu dlm solat. Ini hanyalah berdasarkan kepada pengalaman saya sendiri. &lt;br /&gt;Semalam mmg sayu sgt hati bila dgr imam baca. Rasa mcm nk ckp kat dia jgn berhenti baca :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini semua hanyalah luahan dari hati dan tidak mempunyai niat lain. Ni saya sertakan satu video recitation of Surah Ar-Rahman. Sama-sama kita hayati:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr8DR8frP_s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr8DR8frP_s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: saya nk jaga hati(:&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2117816697068389905?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2117816697068389905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/semalam.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2117816697068389905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2117816697068389905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/semalam.html' title='semalam'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-7493698692536214482</id><published>2010-10-27T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T09:15:48.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful hadith (:</title><content type='html'>Rasulullah (Sallallahu alaihi wasallam) bersabda : 'Bila seseorang lelaki itu mati dan saudaranya sibuk dengan pengebumiannya,  berdiri lelaki yang betul-betul kacak di bahagian kepalanya. Bila mayatnya dikapan, lelaki itu berada di antara kain kapan dan si mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Selepas pengebumian, semua orang pulang ke rumah, 2 malaikat Mungkar dan Nakir, datang dalam kubur dan cuba memisahkan lelaki kacak ini supaya mereka boleh menyoal lelaki yang telah meninggal itu seorang diri mengenai ketaatannya kepada Allah. Tapi lelaki kacak itu berkata, Dia adalah temanku, dia adalah kawanku. Aku takkan meninggalkannya seorang diri walau apa pun. Jika kamu ditetapkan untuk menyoal, lakukanlah tugasmu. Aku tidak boleh meninggalkannya sehingga aku dapati dia dimasukkan ke dalam Syurga.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Selepas itu dia berpaling pada temannya yang meninggal dan berkata,'Aku adalah Al-Quran, yang mana kamu membacanya, kadang-kadang dengan suara yang nyaring dan kadang-kadang dengan suara yang perlahan. Jangan bimbang. Selepas soal siasat dari Mungkar dan Nakir, kamu tidak akan bersedih.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas soal siasat selesai, lelaki kacak mengatur untuknya daripada Al-Mala'ul A'laa (malaikat dalam Syurga) tempat tidur dari sutera yang dipenuhi bauan kesturi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Rasulullah (Sallallahu alaihi wasallam) bersabda :'Di hari pengadilan, di hadapan Allah, tiada syafaat yang lebih baik darjatnya daripada Quran, mahupun dari nabi atau malaikat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-7493698692536214482?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7493698692536214482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/beautiful-hadith.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7493698692536214482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7493698692536214482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/beautiful-hadith.html' title='A beautiful hadith (:'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-7889427462866708195</id><published>2010-10-22T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T06:39:49.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRXm5ttFC_s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRXm5ttFC_s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah berapa kali dh tgk video ni tapi x pernah jemu..&lt;br /&gt;sila lah ekh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-7889427462866708195?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7889427462866708195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/youre-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7889427462866708195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7889427462866708195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/youre-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re beautiful'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-754850333161992528</id><published>2010-10-09T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T12:57:59.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNTOLD STORY</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah dapat juga on9 arini setelah sekian lama. Thanx to super duper nice seniors yg sudi melayan kerenah kami ni..&lt;br /&gt;Tengok2, belek2, ramai juga kwn2 kat india ni yg dh update blog. So, malas lah nk ckp benda yg sama kan.. bunyi bising, solat kat fitting room n etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nk citer pasal benda lain plak ni.. haa.. mari2 kita lihat dan baca ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH11jWLKI/AAAAAAAAARY/6cTpWpsq9Sk/s1600/SDC10778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH11jWLKI/AAAAAAAAARY/6cTpWpsq9Sk/s400/SDC10778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526136470505925794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken when I was waiting for da college's bus. A wonderful sister at the age of 8-9 years old was holding her lil' sister. While everybody of her age was ready to go to school, well she was busy buying some fruits for her family perhaps. The story continues on da next picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH1YoVRzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/f7c_6weEIcY/s1600/SDC10779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH1YoVRzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/f7c_6weEIcY/s400/SDC10779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526136462742210354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she goes, holding her sister making her way to her home...&lt;br /&gt;look closely n u'll realized that she's barefoot&lt;br /&gt;walking on da dusty n dirty sreets of india&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH1FAAXgI/AAAAAAAAARI/kvRQ2H69NTM/s1600/SDC10780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH1FAAXgI/AAAAAAAAARI/kvRQ2H69NTM/s400/SDC10780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526136457472794114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it worst, she lost grip of her plastic and the fruits fell... She put down her lil' sister n picked up those fruits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH0kMEzeI/AAAAAAAAARA/UEUsiUpCslI/s1600/SDC10781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH0kMEzeI/AAAAAAAAARA/UEUsiUpCslI/s400/SDC10781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526136448665046498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She helped her sister to get up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDHznC7yLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3dMLD2Mqxjc/s1600/SDC10782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDHznC7yLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3dMLD2Mqxjc/s400/SDC10782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526136432252143794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there she goes walking away to the busy streets of india. I know it's just a plain boring story in india but it's new to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them still believe in "casta" / "kasta" where da poor remain poor n does not have any rights in that land. Well, india is an interesting place to explore after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think dats all for now..&lt;br /&gt;toodles (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-754850333161992528?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/754850333161992528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/untold-story.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/754850333161992528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/754850333161992528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/untold-story.html' title='THE UNTOLD STORY'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TLDH11jWLKI/AAAAAAAAARY/6cTpWpsq9Sk/s72-c/SDC10778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3330360897054230794</id><published>2010-09-22T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T03:38:50.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Brightside</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-zm6i-C0p1Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-zm6i-C0p1Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah. Tu je perkataan yg terlintas di hati.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, surat dah dapat.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, Allah limpahkan rahmatNya untuk aku teruskan pembelajaran.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, Medical check-up berjalan lancar arini.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, aku masih bernafas di muka bumi ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. lately ni sibuk dgn borang2 yg perlu diisi. sewaktu pertama kali melihat offer letter tu, saya tergamam jap. terkelu lidah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peringkat: ijazah sarjana muda&lt;br /&gt;kursus: perubatan&lt;br /&gt;institusi: msu-ims bangalore india&lt;br /&gt;tempoh: 5 thn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... tergamam tu bknnya sbb apa. sbb ini bermakna impian saya ke czech sudah benar2 terkubur. CONFIRM! mungkin ada yg ckp saya x bersyukur. tapi x kisahlah apa yg org ckp, saya hanya mahu meluahkan rasa sedey. Bila terigt blk sbb apa saya x dpt czech lagi lah sedey. hanya kerana tiada sesiapa beritahu kami yg sepatutnya kami uruskan sendiri. .. x pe lah. mmg x de rezeki lah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya x nk tulis panjang2. cukuplah setakat ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memandangkan sume dh nk masuk unversity. ni ada satu video.. sila ya lihat (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lll-voUKiQU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lll-voUKiQU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: saya berazam untuk redha n relax tanpa serabut2 dlm melalui semua ni. ameen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3330360897054230794?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3330360897054230794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-brightside.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3330360897054230794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3330360897054230794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-brightside.html' title='On The Brightside'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-934457178577396579</id><published>2010-09-14T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T03:38:27.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PriceLESS, WorthLESS, SpeachLESS (:</title><content type='html'>"Breathe. Let go. And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure."&lt;br /&gt;-Oprah Winfrey-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, this year's raya was da best! &lt;br /&gt;Everybody went back to Kedah dis year...&lt;br /&gt;Bkn senang ok semua nk balik.&lt;br /&gt;n this includes all my aunties, uncles n cousins.&lt;br /&gt;not even one people pun missed including my systa!&lt;br /&gt;best woah!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Duit raya pun masuk ka-ching, ka-ching!&lt;br /&gt;Jom kira duit raya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak tok (grandma): RM****&lt;br /&gt;mak ni           : RM ***&lt;br /&gt;mak gee          : RM  **&lt;br /&gt;mak dee dee      : RM   *&lt;br /&gt;mak ngah         : RM  **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa... total kan lah sendiri (:&lt;br /&gt;thanx to all... &lt;br /&gt;eh, lupa plak, my auntie ckp &lt;strong&gt;"tak leh bising2 dpt byk mana, sat gi kena kidnap,bakaq ha...."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shhhh... diam2 je. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n thn ni je ada 3 ke 4 ekh kamera yg besar bagak tu apa nama dia.. erm.. dslr kot&lt;br /&gt;so, bnyk lah gmbr2 tahun ni. jom layan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9Faa5VkjI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cMTBQzAKvh0/s1600/62241_1592113132679_1531430388_1470853_1060957_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9Faa5VkjI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cMTBQzAKvh0/s320/62241_1592113132679_1531430388_1470853_1060957_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516704388750873138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite! Mak Tok n Tok Wan... Pure happiness kan?? Love 'em&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma ni kan sgt sgt sgt lah baik tau... x tahulah nk ckp cmne lagi. mmg baik gila lah. i selalu request suruh masak macam2 tapi my grandma x pernah kisah apatah lagi merungut. cool je~ My grandpa plak masa i kecik2 kan sgt garang.. x tipu tau! tapi sgt rajin gi masjid. tiap2 waktu solat gi including subuh. kadang2 my grandpa dah blk solat subuh, i baru nk bgn.. teruknya =_____="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9G5TnfKoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/8-Qxdcig2PI/s1600/61756_141181132591638_100000992551974_199154_7689634_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9G5TnfKoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/8-Qxdcig2PI/s320/61756_141181132591638_100000992551974_199154_7689634_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516706018884528770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ni ramai2 dpn masjid al-Bukhary, aloq staq, kedah.. syok oohhhh.. ala2 taj mahal gitu (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9Hu0snWDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Gr0A10M02Lg/s1600/58655_435107773350_625438350_4850749_6905667_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9Hu0snWDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Gr0A10M02Lg/s320/58655_435107773350_625438350_4850749_6905667_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516706938297473074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ni haa gambar satu family yang bahagia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambar2 lepas ni sume random je ekh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9IbflgbCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3-4-gnlKnco/s1600/59075_1568134292998_1524684878_1399640_7988655_n.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/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9IbflgbCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3-4-gnlKnco/s320/59075_1568134292998_1524684878_1399640_7988655_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516707705724628002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9IaxZryII/AAAAAAAAAPo/WcOJ1J4dB1o/s1600/56f803cb87fe7b60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9IaxZryII/AAAAAAAAAPo/WcOJ1J4dB1o/s320/56f803cb87fe7b60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516707693327009922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JDFCczwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/jzOebCpQibI/s1600/61814_1592049211081_1531430388_1470751_2982556_n.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/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JDFCczwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/jzOebCpQibI/s320/61814_1592049211081_1531430388_1470751_2982556_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516708385793036034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JCsa0p5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LxJmksPGRDA/s1600/60180_141096509266767_100000992551974_199011_4071340_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JCsa0p5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LxJmksPGRDA/s320/60180_141096509266767_100000992551974_199011_4071340_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516708379184375698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JCCpJQCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tDliZxMVTq4/s1600/58338_1592079171830_1531430388_1470792_8301678_n.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/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JCCpJQCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tDliZxMVTq4/s320/58338_1592079171830_1531430388_1470792_8301678_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516708367970156578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JBTvPQZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mrb95WZN7EM/s1600/57915_1592043370935_1531430388_1470745_5711235_n.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/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JBTvPQZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mrb95WZN7EM/s320/57915_1592043370935_1531430388_1470745_5711235_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516708355379249554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JAxxpvxI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gN7IyL2rwGc/s1600/57915_1592043290933_1531430388_1470743_4029006_n.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/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9JAxxpvxI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gN7IyL2rwGc/s320/57915_1592043290933_1531430388_1470743_4029006_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516708346262568722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raya tahun ni i ada sorang uncle yg suka sgt sgt sgt candid gambar i tau.. perkenalkan... pak ci malik:~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9J0WPgOgI/AAAAAAAAAQg/tlUAFiIaNq8/s1600/58338_1592079131829_1531430388_1470791_4488259_n.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/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9J0WPgOgI/AAAAAAAAAQg/tlUAFiIaNq8/s320/58338_1592079131829_1531430388_1470791_4488259_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516709232224778754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka sgt tau tangkap gambar candid.. esp masa i tgh makan =______=" tolonglah faham&lt;br /&gt;ni salah satu gambar yg diambil n di edit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9KMuvtOmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/oKOFV9WDHMk/s1600/62781_1592218855322_1531430388_1471046_1086862_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9KMuvtOmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/oKOFV9WDHMk/s320/62781_1592218855322_1531430388_1471046_1086862_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516709651119159906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik cntk gambar ni.. yeay!!!! *wink2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, semalam my systa dah balik UK. Sedey lah gak walaupun dia selalu kacau i...&lt;br /&gt;ni haa gambar dia sebagai penutup (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9Kw9bHOzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ALauopNyXo4/s1600/60269_1592087412036_1531430388_1470804_4786597_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9Kw9bHOzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ALauopNyXo4/s320/60269_1592087412036_1531430388_1470804_4786597_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516710273534606130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, salam (:&lt;br /&gt;Hope we can meet up again nx time!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-934457178577396579?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/934457178577396579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/09/priceless-worthless-speachless.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/934457178577396579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/934457178577396579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/09/priceless-worthless-speachless.html' title='PriceLESS, WorthLESS, SpeachLESS (:'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TI9Faa5VkjI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cMTBQzAKvh0/s72-c/62241_1592113132679_1531430388_1470853_1060957_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4115160447704134239</id><published>2010-09-07T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T01:15:30.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tazkirah (perkongsian)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;hey (:&lt;br /&gt;tadi tgh tgk blog org, terserempak plak ngan blog afiq pasal makhluk asing...&lt;br /&gt;so, terbuka lah hati untuk share tentang tazkirah masa tarawikh aritu sebelum habis bln puasa ni..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;so, basically ada 3 isi penting masa tazkirah aritu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TIXo1fq0ieI/AAAAAAAAAOY/hneOzyg_V2A/s1600/nabi-adamhawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TIXo1fq0ieI/AAAAAAAAAOY/hneOzyg_V2A/s320/nabi-adamhawa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514069324516854242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tahukah anda bahawa dosa pertama yg dilakukan manusia ialah dosa MAKAN?&lt;br /&gt;igt x lagi masa Nabi Adam telah ditipu untuk makan buah khuldi walaupun dilarang?&lt;br /&gt;ya, itulah dosa pertama yg dilakukan oleh manusia.Allah mencela perbuatan mereka itu dan berfirman yang bermaksud: &lt;strong&gt;"Tidakkah Aku mencegah kamu mendekati pohon itu dan memakan dari buahnya dan tidakkah Aku telah ingatkan kamu bahawa syaitan itu adalah musuhmu yang nyata."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam dan Hawa mendengar firman Allah itu sedarlah ia bahawa mereka telah terlanggar perintah Allah dan bahawa mereka telah melakukan suatu kesalahan dan dosa besar.Seraya menyesal berkatalah mereka&lt;strong&gt;:"Wahai Tuhan kami! Kami telah menganiaya diri kami sendiri dan telah melanggar perintah-Mu karena terkena pujukan Iblis. Ampunilah dosa kami karena nescaya kami akan tergolong orang-orang yang rugi bila Engkau tidak mengampuni dan mengasihi kami." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni kecoh isu makanan halal. Betul x? sebenarnya isu ni dah bermula jauh masa zaman Nabi Adam lagi. Igt, x semestinya makanan yg ada tanda halal itu adalah halal.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TIX0K6rQufI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gyBInWoUL0s/s1600/1125793342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TIX0K6rQufI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gyBInWoUL0s/s320/1125793342.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514081787171617266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Tahukah pula anda bahawa dosa kedua yg dilakukan manusia pula adalah berkaitan hawa nafsu?&lt;br /&gt;igt x masa anak-anak nabi Adam, Habil dan Qabil bergaduh sesama sendiri demi seorng perempuan, Iklima?&lt;br /&gt;Ni ada kisah mereka. Bcalah kalau ada yg terlupa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembar pertama yang dilahirkan oleh Siti Hawa ialah Qabil dan Iklima. Kembar keduanya ialah Habil dan Lubuda. Adik Qabil iaitu Iklima mempunyai rupa paras yang cantik jelita. Namun, Lubuda tidak mempunyai rupa paras yang cantik seperti kakaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah putera puteri baginda meningkat dewasa, Nabi Adam mendapat satu wahyu yang sangat penting dari Allah. Menurut wahyu tersebut Allah memerintahkan Nabi Adam menjodohkan putera puterinya secara berselang seli. Ini bermakna Qabil mestilah berkahwin dengan Lubuda dan Habil pula berkahwin dengan Iklima. Setelah menerima wahyu itu Nabi Adam segera memberitahu putera puterinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun puteranya Qabil tidak bersetuju dan terus membantah seraya berkata “Ayah ! aku tidak bersetuju dengan keputusan ayah. Akulah yang berhak berkahwin dengan Iklima kerana dia lahir bersama-sama denganku ” . Qabil membantah kerana cemburu terhadap adiknya, Habil. Setelah abangnya diam, Habil pula berkata “ Ayah ! Aku serahkan perkara ini kepada Allah jika demikian perintah Allah” . Kata-kata Habil ini membuatkan abangnya itu bertambah marah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabi Adam diam mendengarkan kata anaknya itu. Tapi Qabil terus membantah sambil berkata “Tidak ayah..aku tetap tidak bersetuju…kalau ayah meneruskan juga beerti ayah mengasihi Habil dan membenciku”. Nabi Adam merasa serba salah dalam menghadapi masalah menjodohkan anaknya. Setelah berfikir panjang, Nabi Adam pun memberi cadangan “ Wahai putera-puteraku..kamu berdualah pergi minta keputusan dari Allah dengan membawa korban mu masing-masing. Barang siapa korbannya diterima Allah , maka dialah yang benar ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada keesokan harinya kedua-dua putera Nabi Adam itu segera pergi ke tempat yang Nabi Adam sering sujud kepada Allah. Qabil membawa sehidang buah-buahan sesuai pekerjaannya sebagai seorang petani. Maka Habil pula membawa seekor kambing sesuai pekerjaannya sebagai pengembala. Kedua-duanya meletakkan korban masing-masing ditempat yang disediakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan bacakanlah (wahai Muhammad) kepada mereka kisah (mengenai) dua orang anak Adam (Habil dan qabil) yang berlaku dengan sebenarnya, iaitu ketika mereka berdua mempersembahkan satu persembahan korban (untuk mendampingkan diri kepada Allah). Lalu diterima korban salah seorang di antaranya (Habil) dan tidak diterima (korban) dari yang lain (qabil). Berkata (qabil): Sesungguhnya aku akan membunuhmu!. (Habil) menjawab: Hanyasanya Allah menerima (korban) dari orang-orang yang bertakwa;  &lt;br /&gt;Al-Maeda [5:27] &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak lama kemudian, turunlah api tanpa asap menyambar korban yang dipersembahkan oleh Habil. Korban Qabil langsung tidak terusik dan berada di tempatnya. Ini beerti Habillah yang benar dan dialah yang patut berkahwin dengan Iklima.&lt;br /&gt;Keputusan dari Allah ini tidak juga membuat Qabil berasa puas malah dia semakin geram dan dendam terhadap adiknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di saat inilah iblis mula menusukkan jarumnya. Iblis mula menghasut Qabil agar membunuh Habil dan menghapuskannya terus dari muka bumi ini. Akhirnya Habil telah dibunuh dengan kejamnya. Pembunuhan ini merupakan detik pembunuhan pertama dalam sejarah hidup dan tamadun manusia di bumi Allah ini. Pembunuh yang pertama ialah Qabil dan mangsa pembunuhan pertama pula ialah Habil, adik Qabil sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesti semua tertanya-tanya kan, apa kejadah lah ungkit kisah ni?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, cmni, kan skrg ni org semua tgh kecoh pasal pergaulan bebas yg makin menjadi-jadi. Kisah ni menunjukkan bahawa isu hawa nafsu ni mmg dah lama wujud sejak zaman nabi Adam lagi. Ramai yg gaduh2 sebab berebut prmpn. Jadi, bulan puasa ni lah masa untuk setiap org menahan hawa nafsu selain hanya lapar dan dahaga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TIXzsGTQldI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6ZoWJdGOuqc/s1600/2460875687_8c0286f4d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TIXzsGTQldI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6ZoWJdGOuqc/s320/2460875687_8c0286f4d0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514081257716225490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Erk, yg ketiga bkn pasal dosa ketiga yg dilakukan manusia ekh.. hehe. sbb saya pun x tahu apa. huuuu~ &lt;br /&gt;Penceramah tersebut sempat berpesan supaya kita mengambil peluang Ramadhan ni untuk membaca Al-Quran bnyk2. Alhmadulillah, mungkin yg kat luar tu ada yg dah nk khatam, ada yg separuh.. Al-Quran merupakan penawar kepada segala penyakit termasuk lah penyakit hati (hawa nafsu)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bacalah (wahai Muhammad) dengan nama Tuhanmu yang menciptakan (sekalian makhluk), Al-Alaq [96:1] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Lalu Kami perintahkan kepadanya): bacalah Kitab (suratan amalmu), cukuplah engkau sendiri pada hari ini menjadi penghitung terhadap dirimu (tentang segala yang telah engkau lakukan). Al-Isra [17:14&lt;/strong&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, moga post kali ini dapat memberi manfaat kepada semua. InsyaAllah. Tegurlah kalau saya ada tersalah kasi maklumat ya..&lt;br /&gt;Nikmatilah Ramadhan ni sementara masih boleh. Mana tahu ni mungkin Ramadhan kita yg terakhir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahualam (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4115160447704134239?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4115160447704134239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/09/tazkirah-perkongsian.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4115160447704134239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4115160447704134239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/09/tazkirah-perkongsian.html' title='Tazkirah (perkongsian)'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TIXo1fq0ieI/AAAAAAAAAOY/hneOzyg_V2A/s72-c/nabi-adamhawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-9009099270055459074</id><published>2010-08-21T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:51:13.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>erm.... er....</title><content type='html'>So, everything went just fine these back few days except for da fact dat my result is not as expected. Quite disappointed coz i know i can do far way better than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it all started when sab texted me 12 in midnight da day before da result was released. I decided to go on friday since 3pm is quite late and perhaps i will be stuck in traffic jam. And so the day went on as usual and I decided to give a call. Unfortunately, the line were too busy and plus the examination department told us that we cannot know our results through phone. what da........?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was actually accepting da fact dat i won't be knowing my results dat day until, ama called n asked me to contact miss indang ASAP! Ermm... er... i was in a dilemma n decided to give a call since i have da chance. And so, she told me that i got 3.** for my cgpa. Feeling heartless at dat time but few seconds later, she called back informing that she "tersalah tengok" n i actually got 3.** instead. What?? Ok, sgt down n so i decided not to go to msu on friday because it's not worth-it for a result like that. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you go my story about my result... Frustrating n nothing to be proud of. I think I screwed up in computer science, chemistry n english. Maybe i'll take the slip nx week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However! I do heard dat most of my frens improved tremendously for sem 3. Wow!! sgt hebat ok.. I personally think dat sem 2 is wayyyy easier than sem 3. So, congratz to all who scored n getting great results for foundation program. Really proud of you guys (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, think dats all for now. bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: maybe sbb x de math kot. *wink2*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-9009099270055459074?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9009099270055459074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/erm-er.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9009099270055459074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/9009099270055459074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/erm-er.html' title='erm.... er....'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-950349122286031537</id><published>2010-08-11T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:19:49.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saya rancang.. tapi...</title><content type='html'>First of all nk ckp sorry sgt kat sab sbb x buat lagi yg tag award tu. Nnt lah ekh. Nk citer pasal benda lain dulu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, pernah x korang rancang nk buat sesuatu tapi x jadi? sbb apa? sbb Allah ada rancangan yg lebih baik buat kita... Sebagai manusia, kita hanya mampu merancang, tetapi Allah yg tentukan segala-galanya.. OK, ni sedikit contoh apa yg berlaku dalam kehidupan saya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rancang x nk ada adik, tapi Allah tentukan saya ada dua org adik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rancang nk lulus PTS(alah exam yg masa darjah 3 untuk lompat darjah 5 tu), tapi Allah tentukan saya x lulus ujian tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rancang nk masuk TKC masa form 1, tapi yg ni Allah kata OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rancang nk dapat 5A UPSR, 8A PMR dan 9A1 SPM, tapi yg ni pun Allah kata OK, no prob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rancang nk masuk KMB lepas SPM, tapi Allah kata masuk MSU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rancang nk dapat 4 flat dalam sume exam, tapi smpi skrg Allah x beri nikmat tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rancang nk gi Czech Republic, tapi Allah kata x payahlah, gi India..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rancang Ramadhan tahun ni berjalan dgn lancar, tapi semalam, 1 Ramadhan pn dah bnyk sgt dugaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... sbnrnya bnyk lagi tapi nnt bosan plak baca. Tapi adakah saya atau kita perlu sedih dgn rancangan kita yg tidak menjadi? x payahlah.. sbb apa? sbb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;setiap bencana yg menimpa di bumi &amp; yg menimpa dirimu sendiri semuanya telah tertulis dlam kitab (luh mahfuz) sebelum kami mewujudknnya agar kamu tidak bersedih hati terhadap ape yg luput dr kamu, &amp; tidak pula terlalu gembira terhadap apa yg diberikanNya kepada kamu.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah tidak menyukai setiap org yg sombong n ...membangga diri... &lt;br /&gt;-57:22&amp;23-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya nk tanya, adakah kita bleh menganggap semua ni adalah Ujian  buat diri kita. Itu saya sendiri pun x berani nk ckp sbb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Al-Ankaboot [29:2]  Patutkah manusia menyangka bahawa mereka akan dibiarkan dengan hanya berkata: Kami beriman, sedang mereka tidak diuji (dengan sesuatu cubaan)? &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maksudnya kat sini, kita x tahu pun samada kita ni dh diuji ke blum... Oleh itu, sama2lah kita muhasabah diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahualam. Semoga ini memberi manfaat kepada semua..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-950349122286031537?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/950349122286031537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/saya-rancang-tapi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/950349122286031537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/950349122286031537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/saya-rancang-tapi.html' title='saya rancang.. tapi...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8996179229232047695</id><published>2010-08-10T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:49:22.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMADHAN KAREEM</title><content type='html'>hye there!&lt;br /&gt;i noe that most of us dah post bnyk sgt pasal Ramadhan kan?&lt;br /&gt;tapi saya nk share gak sikit je.. sikit je.. pasal Ramadhan ni.&lt;br /&gt;benda baik, apa salahnya kita sebarkan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abu Hurairah ra. meriwayatkan bahawa Rasulullah SAW bersabda:&lt;/strong&gt; “Umatku telah dikurniakan dengan lima perkara yang istimewa yang belum pernah diberikan kepada sesiapa pun sebelum mereka. Bau mulut daripada seorang Islam yang berpuasa adalah terlebih harum di sisi Allah daripada bau haruman kasturi. Ikan-ikan di lautan memohon istighfar (keampunan) ke atas mereka sehinggalah mereka berbuka puasa”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MasyaAllah, hanya kerana kita berpuasa, mulut kita dikatakan lebih harum drpd haruman kasturi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orang mukmin yang tidur dalam bulan puasa kerana puasa Ramadan, dia membalikkan badannya sambil meyebut Allah! maka kata malaikat kepadanya : Rahimakallah (Allah Mencucuri Rahmat kepada kamu.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Apabila  dia berdiri maka berdoalah hamparannya :  (Wahai Tuhanku, kurniakanlah kepadanya hamparan permaidani  tebal kepadanya di dalam syurga) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Apabila memakai pakaian , berdoalah pakaian (Wahai Tuhanku, kurniakan kepadanya pakaian syurga) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Apabila memakai kasut, berdoalah kasut  (Wahai Tuhanku, tetapkanlah atas titian Siratul Mustaqim!) &lt;br /&gt;- Apabila memegang timba berdoalah pula timba : (Wahai Tuhanku kurniakan kepadanya gelas syurga!)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Apabila mengambil air sembahyang , berdoalah air itu : (Wahai Tuhanku sucikannya daripada segala dosa dan kesalahan!)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Apabila berdiri sembahyang , berdoalah rumahnya:  ( Wahai Tuhanku cahayakanlah kuburnya dan luaskanlah , lapangkanlah kuburnya!)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari sini pula kita dapat lihat bahawa setiap perbuatan kita, ada yg mendoakan pada bulan yg mulia ini.Sungguh indah Islam ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sebagai penutupnya, ini adalah secara umum kelebihan berpuasa pada bulan Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 hari pertama adalah mulanya rahmat,&lt;br /&gt;10 hari pertengahan – pengampunan,&lt;br /&gt;10 hari terakhir – kemerdekaan api neraka. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N plak klu ada yg terlupa niat puasa dan doa buka puasa. InsyaAllah ni akan beri manfaat kepada semua (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TGI5LJC1m7I/AAAAAAAAANo/NunEO72tDa0/s1600/2808827447_b089eb2922_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 54px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TGI5LJC1m7I/AAAAAAAAANo/NunEO72tDa0/s320/2808827447_b089eb2922_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504024558169332658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             niat puasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TGI5K7S7_mI/AAAAAAAAANg/I1Wah8K_7Bg/s1600/buka_puasa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TGI5K7S7_mI/AAAAAAAAANg/I1Wah8K_7Bg/s320/buka_puasa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504024554478763618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               doa buka puasa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8996179229232047695?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8996179229232047695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramadhan-kareem.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8996179229232047695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8996179229232047695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramadhan-kareem.html' title='RAMADHAN KAREEM'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TGI5LJC1m7I/AAAAAAAAANo/NunEO72tDa0/s72-c/2808827447_b089eb2922_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4699420222484382611</id><published>2010-08-04T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T01:57:20.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.E.O.P.L.E</title><content type='html'>haluuuuuu people!&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since i write a looooong post.&lt;br /&gt;So today, i wanna share with you guys about people that i have met in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Pernah x org ckp kat korang cmni "nnt ramai lagi org yg kita akan jumpa"&lt;br /&gt;well, it's true though, the older i get, makin bnyk jenis org aku jumpa...&lt;br /&gt;So, here's some of them(be it good or bad):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFpjrDjobQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wnUjRnLDd8k/s1600/cnfdnt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFpjrDjobQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wnUjRnLDd8k/s400/cnfdnt.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501819486126763266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;The people with inner strength&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This usually goes to most of my friends that are facing with the death of their parents. Last month, one of my friend, who is currently studying overseas, has to face the fact that she won't be seeing her dad for the last time. I had always knew that she is a strong person. It all started when her dad was involved in a car accident back in Form 5. Dahlah masa tu tgh trials. Her father was having a serious damage at his head and didn't even recognize his own daughter back then. But her father survived until last month. I could see people posting some posts on her wall in fb asking her to be tough but she didn't even reply one of them.... In another case, another friend of mine lost his father early this year if m not mistaken. But turns out she scored 4 flat and currently pursuing her studies in UM doing medic. I really respect these people for their inner strength. Al-Fatihah to both their fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFpmdtJBQBI/AAAAAAAAANA/T_JMmeNmGpE/s1600/zipit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFpmdtJBQBI/AAAAAAAAANA/T_JMmeNmGpE/s400/zipit.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501822555306147858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;The non-stop talking people &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M not saying that they are bringing bad effects to me nor anyone else. It's good sometime to hear them talking. Well, at least the class won't be that quiet. Here's an example: When I went for BTN, we were mixed with law students and I could see that there's a huge difference in the way we think, the way we act and they even ask loads n loads of question! But too much talking can make me annoyed especially when they are bragging about themselves. But thanx to these people they make my life more fun! *x sedar diri sendiri pun bnyk ckp sbnrnya* haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFp1-e4ljWI/AAAAAAAAANI/vW0Z4IumnVU/s1600/money.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFp1-e4ljWI/AAAAAAAAANI/vW0Z4IumnVU/s400/money.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501839611089227106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;The I-am-friend-with-the-rich-people-only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just don't get it why people have to discriminate "org kg" like me. I know m not rich or speaks eng fluently like them but who am I to hate them rite? I mean it's their right to be friend with whoever they want but please don't discriminate people like me. I would appreciate it if you do that (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFp8qcyoaYI/AAAAAAAAANY/5dYL0G8Z0uQ/s1600/weird.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFp8qcyoaYI/AAAAAAAAANY/5dYL0G8Z0uQ/s320/weird.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501846963511388546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFp8p3wAlFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/w7hZMJNl6wE/s1600/scary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFp8p3wAlFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/w7hZMJNl6wE/s320/scary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501846953568277586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The weird peple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a bunch of weird people so far. N they all are weird or maybe unique to be lil proper in their own way. I met geniuses who is unique in a sense that they don't have to struggle to achieve great results. All they have to do is just sleep in class. There are also people who has strange habits like biting their nails till there is no nail left but no one can tandingi this one pelik person who likes to give name to things. Example: "Si tajam", "si kurit" n bnyk2 lagi. how unique is that? Oh yeah, and just so i remember one incident when i went to the park with a fren of mine, there was this one guy that i think was suffering from a mental illness asked us to sit beside him on the bench. EEuuwwww! And of coz, there are also some habits that i cannot tell here because m afraid that it's gonna bring humiliation to them. But u can share it with me i u witness some weired people in the comment section. thank u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i think dats all for now. cm panjang sgt je klu nk tulis sume. But do share it with me if u have met some interesting people ok (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4699420222484382611?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4699420222484382611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/people.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4699420222484382611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4699420222484382611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/people.html' title='P.E.O.P.L.E'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TFpjrDjobQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wnUjRnLDd8k/s72-c/cnfdnt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-6845879457113281828</id><published>2010-08-02T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:35:40.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect!</title><content type='html'>Sekarang ni sume org pun cm tgh pening2 ngan benda2 fly ni kan..&lt;br /&gt;well, i decided to tanya my senior lah pasal benda ni.. i mean cmne masa zaman mereka dulu. Oh btw, my senior ni tua dua tahun tau.. she said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hye alya,&lt;br /&gt;actually dulu kiteorang pon x tao bile kiteorang nak fly&lt;br /&gt;even nak tao placing pun susah gile&lt;br /&gt;msu memang suke menyusahkan orang&lt;br /&gt;dulu kiteorang dapat tao placing lambat gile&lt;br /&gt;apetah lagi nak tu fly bile..&lt;br /&gt;even tarikh nak fly bukan dpt surat ke ape&lt;br /&gt;dapat tahu from friendster(zaman2 gune fs.,.haha)&lt;br /&gt;sebab orang ISEP sent through e-mail kat 1 of my friends..&lt;br /&gt;merepek kan?&lt;br /&gt;nanti dah dekat2 nak fly barulah sebok2 nak buat passport,visa sume....just get update dgn orang2 ISEP yg jage2 korang....&lt;br /&gt;pakse derang buat keje..haha&lt;br /&gt;sumpahh kelam kabut time tuh.....&lt;br /&gt;mcm2 kene bayar.....merepek pun ade.....&lt;br /&gt;inilah die MSU..haha&lt;br /&gt;even before nak fly a week b4 kene pegi orientation....&lt;br /&gt;yang neh lagi kelam kabut...lg 2 hari nak fly but still kat MSU kene gi orientation.....hmmm macam2&lt;br /&gt;juz relax....and get good internet connection...&lt;br /&gt;nanti mcm2 mende kene buat,,&lt;br /&gt;beli barang,jumpe mara,buat agreement n so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i decided to lepak dulu n see how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;mungkin tunggu berita through fb je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, tajuk post ni tiada kaitan lagsung ya dgn apa yg tertera di atas!&lt;br /&gt;so, arini saya nk citer pasal pengalaman saya ke TKC untuk mengambil sijil spm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! arini jumpa sgt ramai cikgu kat college. best2!!&lt;br /&gt;so, here are some comments from cikgu about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Wan Suryani: uisshhhh... awak dah macam artis dah sekarang ni ekh! (padahal pakai pakaian biasa ke kelas je) x pe2, i like! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustazah Suriyah: Ustazah tgk awak dah semakin matang ekh sekarang.. (i like!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cik Suwana: Awak ni x besar2! makin kecik adalah... (klakarlah cikgu ni. Oh, n thanx belanja makan n minum)Banyak betul kita gosip tadi kan cikgu? hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz Najmi: Ustaz bnyk bagi nasihat.. siap bagi buku doa2 n RM10! terima kasih ustaz walaupun ustaz x ajar saya.. saya sgt terharu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encik Fairuz: Fuh.. panjang lebar bercerita tadi! Thanx for listening to my stories n probs since sek lagi! weee~ cikgu addmath terbaik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan Hock Ann: Sir sgt comelll!!!! Sorry for interrupting ur class tadi..N he said good luck to me (: *dgn nada yg sgt comel ok*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Haizul: Alya kan nama awak? *wah!!!! cikgu igt nama saya walaupun ajar masa F1 je*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mostly cikgu lain just jumpa n ckp good luck... but x sangka cikgu2 masih igt nama saya. Seriously terharu... walaupun ada yg x igt nama saya, sekurang-kurangnya cikgu tahu saya umah Biru. bedallah kan cikgu? haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically many things have changed kat coll tu. Penolong kanan pun bnyk yg dah tukar. bkn bnyk, semualah.. cikgu pun ramai yg dah pindah kuar sek lain. X mungkin college akan se-best dulu dgn pentadbiran skrg bagi pendapat saya. saya bersyukur saya belajar pada waktu dulu! Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, n thank you sgt2 kepada kakak angkat saya, AFIFA ARIFFIN dan keluarganya kerana menjadi pemandu saya ke college dan merata tempat termasuklah rumahnya.. jasamu dikenang (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, that makes a perfect day to me. weeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-6845879457113281828?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6845879457113281828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6845879457113281828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6845879457113281828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect.html' title='perfect!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5049296343553981262</id><published>2010-07-26T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T08:17:04.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.someday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TE2m4ZcZaTI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DpE1Rg_32iY/s1600/eb9a30e0f4ba410c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 117px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TE2m4ZcZaTI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DpE1Rg_32iY/s400/eb9a30e0f4ba410c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498234207922121010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday someone will walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5049296343553981262?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5049296343553981262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/07/someday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5049296343553981262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5049296343553981262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/07/someday.html' title='.someday.'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TE2m4ZcZaTI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DpE1Rg_32iY/s72-c/eb9a30e0f4ba410c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3329087817667080343</id><published>2010-06-27T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T04:25:05.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila hati berbicara...</title><content type='html'>Setelah sekian lama x menulis blog yg panjang berjela-jela, tetiba rasa cm nk tulis plak. Sebab apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCclDZIIDTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7YrdUAaaLcA/s1600/6177668f3a8e3c9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCclDZIIDTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7YrdUAaaLcA/s400/6177668f3a8e3c9a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487395411189042482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuh... sebab tgh keseorangan dan sgt BORING sekarang ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm... nk citer apa ekh? &lt;br /&gt;AhhA! kita citer pasal studies dulu lah ekh. So, lebih kurang 2 minggu lagi nk final.. lepas tu *freedom babeh!* for 3 months kot..&lt;br /&gt;X sabarnya nk habis foundation. Tapi... FLY? ntahlah, cam x ready nk fly plak. Tapi insyaAllah, akan berlepas juga ke INDIA x lama lagi. &lt;br /&gt;Here i come INDIA! oh, yeah! eh, semangat lah plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dua minggu lepas my sys balik from UK, n terigtlah plak zaman kitaorg kecik2 dulu. Kaklong ni mmg telah menjadi center of attraction sejak kecik lagi. Al-maklumlah, anak sulung. Dgn rambut kerinting dia tu, cam org bajet comellah. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCcqlWmpqdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7DhuFeDmtxI/s1600/d4d574c28b4ec23e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCcqlWmpqdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7DhuFeDmtxI/s400/d4d574c28b4ec23e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487401492185459154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, bila dah besar, kaklong memang pandai lah dari adiknya yg kurang pandai ni. Semuanya bermula masa darjah 3. Memang x dapat dinafikanlah kaklong lepas PTS dengan jayanya.. manakala adik nya pula TIDAK!! MAsa tu agak pressure memandangkan semua org cam dah mindset yg adiknya akan lepas juga. Bleh plak semua org mempersoalkan adiknya a.k.a saya nape x lepas??? Kecewa waktu tu mmg x dapat nk dinafikanlah.. &lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari jugalah bengkak mata kan. Tapi hidup diteruskan juga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka kaklong yg sepatutnya beza setahun ngan saya, bertukar menjadi 2 tahun. Ingatkan kaklong akan menghadapi kesukaran untuk catch-up pelajaran, tapi kaklong memang hebat! Dapat pula 5A UPSR. Memang kakchik respect sgt ngan kaklong! Abah nk kaklong masuk MRSM kan sebab abah dulu ex-MRSM.. KAklong dapat juga masuk MRSM. KAklong rasa kakchik jeles x bila org sume dok puji kaklong? JELES... memang jeles sgt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu giliran kakchik plak nk amik UPSR. Masa tu English kakchik teruk sgt. Selalu kena marah ngan abah. Ari2 kena buat essay, pastu suruh abah check. Mmg merah lah satu buku tu abah check, sebab bnyk sgt salah. Seigt kakchik, kaklong x de pun kena suruh macam tu. Sebab apa? Sebab kaklong dah pandai.. Alhamdulillah, kakchik pun dapat 5A. MMg awal2 lagi, kakchik ckp x nk masuk MRSM sebab x nk sama ngan kaklong. MAsa tu dapat 3 tawaran, MRSM, TKC nagn sek agama. Last2 kakchik masuk TKC dan x pernah menyesal masuk sek sume prmpn.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kita masing2 dah masuk asrama, kita mula membawa haluan masing2. Jarang juga jumpa tapi pujian org terhadap kaklong x pernah berhenti walaupun kita jauh. ERM... kakchik skip terus lah ke SPM sebab PMR cm x de benda sgt... Masa kaklong SPM, kakchik terkejut sgt bila tahu kaklong dapat offer scholar BANK NEGARA pergi UK even before result kuar. DAhlah susah kan nk dpt offer cmtu? Walaupun abah x tunjuk, kakchik tahu abah bangga sgt ngan kaklong! Masa tu juga abah pesan kat kakchik, "kalau kakchik x dapat scholarship, jgn harap abah nk sponsor". Wallawei! pressure! pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu, result pun kuar, kaklong dapat 9A1, cam sume org sangkakan. Mulalh kedengaran org memuji-muji kaklong lagi dgn limpahan duit dan hadiah. Tapi, x pe. Kakchik sabar je waktu tu. Allah tu MAHA ADIL, kakchik pun dapat result sama cm kaklong tapi waktu tu sume org dah lali. "Biasalah, dah kakak dia pun cmtu". hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tibalah masa nk apply scholarship. Memang waktu tu kakchik saja nk apply BANK NEGARA. Nk buktikan kat kaklong yg kakchik pun bleh dapat. Tapi nmpk kat riak wajah abah, yg beliau tidak yakin. Bila dapat email yg kakchik diterima untuk interview, abah terkejut sgt! Abah beriya-iya suruh kakchik pergi interview tu. Tu lah first time kakchik rasa abah cm bangga ngan kakchik. Masa pergi interview tu, nmpk majority chinese. Keyakinan pun menurun. Tapi nk lawan kaklong punya pasal, kakchik berusaha bersungguh-sungguh. Aicheh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, kakchik dapat offer gi US. Lagilah abah terkejut waktu tu. Beriya-iya abah suruh accept walhal dah masuk MSU dah waktu tu. Tapi bila fikir balik, kakchik stick ngan impian kakchik buat medic walaupun gi india. Abah nmpk sgt kecewa. Kakchik x tipu, mmg kadang2 meneyesal gak bila decline dat offer. Pelik je rasanya bila org tanya. Kaklong kat mana skrg? SEmua org ngan bangga jwb UK, tapi bila org tanya pasal kakchik.... ermm... cm segan plak nk sebut india kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X pelah kaklong, apa yg telah ditentukan ni, adalah yg terbaik untuk kita. Cuma kakchik nk ckp yg kakchik selalu nmpk life kaklong cam x de prob. jelez lah gak. Tapi klu bkn sebab kaklong, mungkin kakchik akan terleka dalam belajar. Terima kasihlah kaklong(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCczxdzjySI/AAAAAAAAAMY/RDjhs7HamU4/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCczxdzjySI/AAAAAAAAAMY/RDjhs7HamU4/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487411595881728290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCc0oGqqO9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/FTkoTXX8Rb0/s1600/31505_1463561438742_1524684878_1131751_2943984_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCc0oGqqO9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/FTkoTXX8Rb0/s400/31505_1463561438742_1524684878_1131751_2943984_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487412534563191762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N Oh! happy belated burfday lah kaklong walaupun dah agak lama lepas(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3329087817667080343?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3329087817667080343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/bila-hati-berbicara.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3329087817667080343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3329087817667080343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/bila-hati-berbicara.html' title='Bila hati berbicara...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/TCclDZIIDTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7YrdUAaaLcA/s72-c/6177668f3a8e3c9a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-6113582743762784890</id><published>2010-06-25T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T23:13:38.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kekok</title><content type='html'>sgt pelik bila cousin yg sudah lama x contact,&lt;br /&gt;tetiba jumpa kat fb..&lt;br /&gt;pastu mula runsing sbb x tahu nk panggil apa&lt;br /&gt;n plus rasa sgt. sgt. sgt.KEKOK!!&lt;br /&gt;Bleh x?&lt;br /&gt;ish3..&lt;br /&gt;apalah nk jadi ni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-6113582743762784890?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6113582743762784890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/kekok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6113582743762784890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6113582743762784890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/kekok.html' title='kekok'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2384618368489949503</id><published>2010-06-21T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T06:19:22.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Abah, with love</title><content type='html'>Those schoolgirl days, &lt;br /&gt;of telling tales n biting nails are gone,&lt;br /&gt;but in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I know they will still live on and on,&lt;br /&gt;but how do u thank someone,&lt;br /&gt;who has taken you from crayons to perfumes?&lt;br /&gt;It isn't easy, but i'll try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u wanted the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I would write across the sky in letters,&lt;br /&gt;that would soar a thousand feet high.&lt;br /&gt;To abah, with love(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY ABAH....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2384618368489949503?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2384618368489949503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-abah-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2384618368489949503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2384618368489949503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-abah-with-love.html' title='To Abah, with love'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4740892219777393294</id><published>2010-06-09T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:57:53.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>talking to yourself?</title><content type='html'>I was wondering, is it cool to talk to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean we both have da same interest, same taste, think alike n even look alike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new bout it ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to having problems, well yeah, no doubt, we ourselves understands it best(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4740892219777393294?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4740892219777393294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/talking-to-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4740892219777393294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4740892219777393294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/talking-to-yourself.html' title='talking to yourself?'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5928897890015273345</id><published>2010-06-05T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T06:45:11.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Issue</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to think, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;It's about giving freedom to palestine.&lt;br /&gt;That's the hottest news among muslim nowadays. To tell you the truth, me, as a muslim feels helpless n useless in this matter.&lt;br /&gt;I've done NOTHING, i mean completely NOTHING! How devastating is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOA? M sure some of you may be wondering, x kanlah at least x doakan pun?&lt;br /&gt;Well you see people, yes, i do DOA. But sometimes the DOA doesn't come from my heart. DOA just for the sake of cukupkan syarat. I want to change. I want to be part of this journey of finding justice n earning freedom. But how? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've changed my profile pic in fb to a palestine flag. But is that enough? N plus, It won't be for long. Well that i can asure u. That's not consistent! Lepas ni letak gambar lain plak. N then the spirit will just go by like the wind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something that I got from brother Hilal Asyraf. i'll just make a short concluson from what i've read ok? This war is going to be long. Not one, not two nor three people can solve this problem. It takes a generation to make it work. Agree? Even Rasulullah S.A.W takes some time to spread ISLAM. Nothing happened in a blink of an eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a poem entitled Eye to Eye, a poem from Palestine to the Americans. It touched my heart and makes me think. Here's some verse of the poem that I wanna share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And tell me what you see.&lt;br /&gt;You don't see a damn thing,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you can't possibly relate to me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this is meant for the Americans but I wonder what if I look them into my eyes. What would I feel? Am I gonna see something or I don't see a damn thing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each day you wake in tranquillity,&lt;br /&gt;No fears to cross your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Each day I wake in gratitude,&lt;br /&gt;Thanking God He let me rise. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, each day I woke ip in tranquility with no fear. Never came through my mind am I gonna live for the next hour or even the next minute. Death is like so close to them. And that's why they are closer to the Almighty. They woke up saying Alhamdulillah but me, even when I woke up in tranquility, I sometimes forgot to say Alhamdulillah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You worry about your education&lt;br /&gt;And the bills you have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;I worry about my vulnerable life&lt;br /&gt;And if I'll survive another day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. i woke up worrying about chemitry, genetic, n etc... "Eh, summary chem dah siap ke blum?", "Assignment English kena hantar arinilah..." These are the things that m worried everyday. Macam langit ngan bumi nk bandingkan kehidupan aku ngan mereka. Astaghfirullahhalazim.. sungguh ku kagum ngan semangat mereka. And here's the last one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if I am killed, it will be in Filasteen&lt;br /&gt;It's written on my every breath.&lt;br /&gt;So in your own patriotic words,&lt;br /&gt;Give me liberty or give me death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M attracted to the last sentence. Give me liberty or give me death? Kalau kita putus cinta pun nk bunuh diri. X lulus exam pun nk bunuh diri. I wonder. What if I were in their shoes. Would that word came out from my mouth? Would I have the guts to continue my life there. Subhanallah... sungguh ku kagum ngan semangat mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this post, I think that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A Muslim Guy Looks Gorgeous When He leads A Pray and Read Al-Quran&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people, think that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5928897890015273345?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5928897890015273345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/issue.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5928897890015273345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5928897890015273345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/issue.html' title='The Issue'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4562014615002156540</id><published>2010-06-02T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T11:18:06.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apalah nk jadi ni...</title><content type='html'>Lately ni, bnyk benda happened and malas gila nk update. &lt;br /&gt;Ermm... ntah lah nape malas nk buat sume benda including belajar. Tiba2 hari ni tercetus lah pasal result midsem aritu tapi masih x insaf2 lagi smpi sekarang. Genetic macam teruk je based on khabar angin yg disebar oleh angin monsun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sungguh ku malu ngan 2 roommate aku ni. &lt;br /&gt;1) Nisa. Phewitt!!! dapat markah tinggi ekh untuk genetic. Gilalah! mmg aku bangga gila walaupun bkn aku yg dapat kan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Shido. Gila rajin study. Petang2 td balik from kelas je terus gi wakaf nk study. x pernah lah aku tgk ko lekang drpd buku kecuali gi mandi, makan n solat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serius aku respect betullah ngan diorg ni. Aku plak buat apa? bergelak ketawa, kacau org, Tidur, Tidur dan Tidur! Teruk nya... Nota pun dah berhenti buat kan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, sedang aku berjalan-jalan di alam maya ni, terjumpalah artikel pasal junior2 ku yg pergi ke san jose, california untuk intel competition. Bangga gila lah ngan diorg ni. Aku pun x pernah dapat peluang gi sana. X sangka dah besar rupanya junior2 aku ni. Congratz lah kat diorg=)&lt;br /&gt;Bilalah bleh gi TKC ni. nk jumpa semua org esp teachers. rindu sudah='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway, tetiba je rasa cm ada mixed emotions. Rasa cm x sabar nk abis foundation, tapi cm syg plak nk berpisah ngan semua org. Ayah aku siap ckp kat aku yg ada 6 minggu lagi.. sikit je lagi.. betul ke? kiralah sendiri ekh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu rasa cm nk fly tapi cm nk duk malaysia je or duk umah tunggu org masuk meminang. haishhh.. apalah nk jadi ni. x de semangat langsung! x pe2. Lupakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, tadi saya telah mengstalk kehidupan org ramai, i mean kwn2 sayalah di fb. Bnyk betul benda yg dah berubah. Muka semua dah matured abis lah. Aku je yg still pendek. hihi(: Tgk plak kwn2 di perantauan(aussie, Uk n etc). semua muka bahagia, free of stress je... Baguslah everybody is enjoying their life kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang aku tertanya-tanya gak, cmne lah life aku lg 2 months, 4 months from now. Where will I be? Czech, Poland, India, Malaysia? Td terbaca status kwn kakak saya yg ambil medic di rusia. Dia ckp cmni &lt;strong&gt;"ya ALLAH....tetibe benar2 terasa...mmg susah ++++++++++ sebenarnye medic ni....ya ALLAH permudahkan aku dan sahabat2ku utk peperiksaan ini...." &lt;/strong&gt; Tetiba rasa berat plak medic ni. Cm bleh ke nk cont smpi habis...hmm, God knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyk sebenarnya nk tulis ni tapi x tertulis lah plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh...Skrg ni dah kul 2.16 pagi ya people. Nk tido pun x lalu. dah lah esok class kul 8 pagi which means I have another approximately 5 hours n 44 mins untuk kelas esok. So, tu je lah kot untuk skrg. Mahu mencari mood untuk belajar... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4562014615002156540?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4562014615002156540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/apalah-nk-jadi-ni.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4562014615002156540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4562014615002156540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/apalah-nk-jadi-ni.html' title='apalah nk jadi ni...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-1840119816900019263</id><published>2010-05-27T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:47:41.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I’M EVERY WOMAN: Confessions of a TKCian wannabe</title><content type='html'>I TOOK a deep breath, counted to 10 and let it out: Yes, I had wanted to be a TKC (Tunku Kurshiah College) girl but I didn’t quite make it.&lt;br /&gt;So, there! &lt;br /&gt;It had taken me well over 40 years, since failing the test in Primary Six, to say that. Well over 40 years and the closest I got to being a TKCian was as a guest at one of the mini reunions of the Tunku Kurshiah College Old Girls Association (OGA) UK Chapter recently. That was an opportunity to find out what made a TKCian tick and what gave her that unexplainable je ne sais quoi that separated her from the rest. And perhaps, if I were to be honest, to find out what was it that TKCians had that I lacked. So with a crumpled letter of rejection, a few tears of dejection at the thought of being denied the chance to study at one of the country’s most prestigious boarding schools for girls, I continued to be a Convent girl, a SAHC girl and much later, a Mass Comm girl in the 13th floor of the then ITM. I am proud of all my alma maters but I need to know why I wasn’t good enough for TKC. This unanswered question, and another (why I wasn’t chosen to be a MAS stewardess), are important especially when you are stocktaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who grew up overdosed on Enid Blyton’s unputdownable books, especially Mallory Towers, I had romantic notions of life on boarding schools. Pranks after lights-out, skipping classes and solving mysteries loomed large in my mind while preps and homeworks featured very little indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the way between the rejection letter and the mini reunion, I was reminded again about my alma mater that wasn’t. It was in the early 90s when we visited Anuga, the international foodfair in Cologne. Walking around, looking at foodstuffs from around the world, we were delighted to find Ahmad Tea, as it was (and still is) our staple drink. So we stopped to talk to the man in charge who happened to be the man behind Ahmad Tea, an Iranian married to a Malaysian and living in the UK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart leapt with excitement. A fellow Malaysian married to the manufacturer of one of the world’s famous tea brands! “Is she working?” asked my husband, quite unnecessarily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you expect? She was a TKC girl!” came the reply that started me off on this journey to find out more about TKC girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was to be almost 20 years that I came face to face with the woman beside the man behind Ahmad Tea. (It is inappropriate to say “the woman behind the man”, especially as she is a TKCian). This meeting and several others sort of answered my nagging questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a mini reunion recently, Rose Karim Afshar, being a TKCian Class of 76 from Selindang Delima House, held court to other younger members such as Sri Rahayu and Idariah Idris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what made her leave almost 30 years ago? “Travel was my passion and I was told that the only way to get here was to apply for an engineering course. I was accepted and came here to do my A-levels.” Shortly after that, she met her husband and the rest was history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that answer alone, I knew where I had failed. At that age, I was still very much glued to my mother’s apron strings. Mak took me to my first temporary teaching job about 10 miles away and waited at the bus stop! Being independent then meant crossing the road to the shop in front of the house. And TKCians are articulate, stylish and have a go-for-it attitude which I personally saw and admired in the late Ruby Ahmad. Articulate is a word that I, who suffer from spoonerism, utter very carefully while style has no place in my scheme of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are tireless and selfless, like Afizah Bani Hashim or popularly known as Pi Bani, a volunteer who provides moral and emotional support to People Living with HIV/AIDS. They dare to be different like Sepatu London girl Zetty Syazleen Ismail, who moved away from her comfort zone of architecture, to design and make shoes. TKC’s list of women of substance is quite impressive, starting with the wife of the Prime Minister, Datin Seri Rosmah Mansor, Datuk Paduka Marina Mahathir, Datuk Rafiah Salim, Puan Seri Fauzah, Datuk Zuraida Atan and, oh so many more, who readily drop their impressive titles to be just Kak to their juniors. They grace the pages of society magazines such as Tatler and Prestige but think nothing of joining the younger ones for a game of volley ball during their regular meets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They adopt a deep culture to excel and this means extensive networking with each other — email, Facebook and whatever else social networks have to offer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UK Chapter was initiated by Zuraida more than a year ago and since then, many potlucks and mini reunions have taken place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some, like Sharifah Hanizah, are married to ex-MCKK boys, who needless to say, enjoyed the competition TKCians had with girls from Tun Fatimah. Meetings become more exciting with each visiting alumni and stories about the Green Lady and climbing the roof get repeated and drowned by laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sound very much like stories from our reunions. We had toyol sessions, in which Fatimah Abu Bakar of Akademi Fantasia was an accomplice. And I think TKCian escapades, such as hiding in lorries leaving the compound, pale in comparison to our ride in a lift that was being repaired, right up to the 13th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss TKC='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-1840119816900019263?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1840119816900019263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-every-woman-confessions-of-tkcian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1840119816900019263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1840119816900019263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-every-woman-confessions-of-tkcian.html' title='I’M EVERY WOMAN: Confessions of a TKCian wannabe'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3568729707876989596</id><published>2010-05-26T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T02:36:26.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four wives</title><content type='html'>There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the merchant's 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart. The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the 2nd wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a voice called out : "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have !" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw, meet Si Bulat Kuning people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_zrW4BxQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/XUV0a9P0u3k/s1600/30809_1249432650163_1659887722_529076_4287320_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_zrW4BxQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/XUV0a9P0u3k/s400/30809_1249432650163_1659887722_529076_4287320_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475510025205138370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3568729707876989596?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3568729707876989596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/four-wives.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3568729707876989596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3568729707876989596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/four-wives.html' title='Four wives'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_zrW4BxQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/XUV0a9P0u3k/s72-c/30809_1249432650163_1659887722_529076_4287320_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3588049224431526439</id><published>2010-05-18T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:08:54.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAJJAL</title><content type='html'>"DAJJAL" TELAH "MUNCUL" DI KHURASAN, INDIA SELATAN&lt;br /&gt; Sunday, May 9, 2010 at 3:25am&lt;br /&gt;Inilah sebagian dari tanda-tanda akhir zaman. Bahwa telah muncul "Dajjal" bernama Sai Baba, dia lahir dan tinggal di Desa Nilayam Puthaparti, wilayah timur Khurasan, tepatnya India Selatan. Merujuk pada riwayat hadist dari Jamiu at Tirmidzi, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rasulullah SAW bersabda kepada kami, Dajjal akan keluar dari bumi ini di bagian timur bernama Khurasan" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka boleh jadi yang dimaksud Rasulullah SAW tersebut ialah benar adanya. Abu Hurairah meriwayatkan bahwa Nabi SAW. bersabda: "Hari Kiamat tidak akan datang hingga 30 Dajjal (pendusta) muncul, mereka semua berdusta tentang Allah dan Rasul-Nya. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KryBNNOKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/jZJnkouGJVA/s1600/15727_117407934960570_115130398521657_136271_7059212_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KryBNNOKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/jZJnkouGJVA/s400/15727_117407934960570_115130398521657_136271_7059212_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472625373014210722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Sai Baba ini bisa jadi adalah salah satu dari 30 dajjal-dajjal kecil yang akan membuka jalan bagi munculnya al-Masih al-Dajjal (Dajjal nantinya akan berperang dengan Imam Mahdi dan di bunuh oleh nabi Isa bin Maryam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KsChabiEI/AAAAAAAAALY/OjWjJEo-ewI/s1600/15727_117408131627217_115130398521657_136272_7590162_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KsChabiEI/AAAAAAAAALY/OjWjJEo-ewI/s400/15727_117408131627217_115130398521657_136272_7590162_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472625656537516098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAPA SAI BABA ITU DAN BAGAIMANA CIRI-CIRI DAJJAL MENURUT RASULULLAH SAW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Laki-laki ini memiliki kemampuan menghidupkan orang mati, &lt;br /&gt;-Menyembuhkan orang lumpuh dan buta, &lt;br /&gt;-Bahkan mampu menurunkan hujan dan mengeluarkan tepung dari tangannya.&lt;br /&gt;-Ia juga mampu berjalan melintasi belahan bumi dalam sekejap, &lt;br /&gt;-Menciptakan patung emas, merubah besi menjadi emas, dan banyak lagi berbagai fitnah yang ditunjukkan oleh Sai Baba kepada ribuan orang Bahkan - jutaan yang datang dari berbagai suku bangsa dan agama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ini laki-laki ini sudah memiliki puluhan juta pengikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KsqyVOKSI/AAAAAAAAALg/S2ajP-Jxbas/s1600/15727_117409748293722_115130398521657_136286_6546033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KsqyVOKSI/AAAAAAAAALg/S2ajP-Jxbas/s400/15727_117409748293722_115130398521657_136286_6546033_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472626348273838370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dajjal adalah seorang laki-laki yang gemuk, berkulit merah dan berambut keriting..." (HR.Bukhari dan Muslim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Di awal kemunculannya, Dajjal berkata, Aku adalah nabi, padahal tidak ada nabi setelahku. Kemudian ia memuji dirinya sambil berkata, Aku adalah Rabb kalian, padahal kalian tidak dapat melihat Rabb kalian sehingga kalian mati (HR.Ibnu Majah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEBERAPA PERSAMAAN DAJJAL DAN SAI BABA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal seorang laki yang berpostur pendek, gempal, berambut kribo, berkaki bengkok (agak pengkor). Sai Baba seorang yang berpostur pendek dan berambut kribo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal memiliki mata yang buta. Sai Baba pernah mengalami kebutaan di waktu muda kemudian sembuh kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal datang dan bersama ada gunung roti dan sungai air. Sai Baba memiliki kemampuan mengeluarkan vibhuti (tepung suci) dari udara melalui tangannya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal memiliki kemampuan berpindah dari satu tempat ke tempat lain dengan cepat dan kecepatannya seperti hujan badai atau secepat awan yang ditiup angin kencang. Sai Baba memiliki kemampuan berjalan menjelajahi bumi dalam hitungan kejapan mata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal mengikuti pengikut yang sangat banyak, bahkan di akhir zaman nanti banyak manusia yang berangan-angan untuk berjumpa dengan Dajjal. Sai Baba memiliki pengikut yang jumlahnya puluhan juta manusia dari berbagai macam suku, bangsa, negara dan agama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal akan muncul dengan mengaku sebagai orang bijak/ baik, sehingga banyak sekali orang yang tertarik untuk mengikutinya. Sai Baba mengaku sebagai orang yang bijak yang membawa misi perdamaian, cinta kasih menghapuskan segala persengketaan dengan bijaksana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal akan muncul dan sebagai nabi. Sai Baba memposisikan dirinya sebagai nabi kepada pengikut-pengikutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal akan menggunakan nama Al-Masih. Sai Baba mengaku akan menjelma sebagai Isa Al-Masih setelah tahun 2020.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal akan mengaku sebagai Tuhan. Sai Baba mengklaim bahwa dirinya adalah Tuhan penguasa alam semesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal akan mendakwahkan agama Allah. Dalam banyak majelis darshanya Sai Baba banyak berbicara tentang Islam, Al-Qur'an dan keharusan untuk memahaminya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal mampu menghidupkan orang mati dan menyembuhkan orang sakit. Sai Baba memiliki kemampuan menghidupkan orang mati juga menyembuhkan penyakit kanker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal dapat menurunkan hujan. Sai Baba memiliki kemampuan menurunkan hujan dan mendatangkan air untuk irigasi (di NTT sedang di bangun proyek Sai Baba untuk pengairan di daerah yang kering).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal bisa mengeluarkan perbendaharaan (perhiasan dan harta) dari bangunan yang roboh, lalu perbendaharaan itu akan mengikuti ratunya. Sai Baba mampu menciptakan patung emas, kalung emas, injil mini dan berbagai bentuk medalai berlafadz ALLAH dalam sekejap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal akan membunuh seseorang dan menghidupkannya kembali. Sai Baba bisa menghidupkan orang yang sudah meninggal dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal bisa berpindah raga dan tempat dari satu bentuk ke bentuk lainnya. Sai Baba bisa berpindah dari satu jasad ke jasad lainnya yang merupakan benruk reinkarnasi dirinya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal bisa membesarkan tubuhnya. Sai Baba memliki kemampuan berjalan di udara dan membuat kemukjizatan pada sebuah pesawat terbang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal biasa keluar masuk pasar dan makanan. Sai Baba juga manusia biasa yang makan dan minum sebagaimana manusia lainnya, ia juga bisa berjalan ke pasar, rumah sakit, proyek irigasi dan tempat lain yang biasa dikunjungi manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal bisa memerintahkan bumi untuk mengeluarkan tumbuh-tumubuhnan dan air. Sai baba bisa mengeluarkan air dengan hentakan kakinya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal tidak memliki anak. Sai Baba mandul, ia tidak beranak dan tidak berkeluarga (tidak menikah). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal memimpin orang yahudi. Sai Baba memiliki misi menyebarkan teologi zionis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal muncul di zaman pertikaian. Sai Baba mengklaim bahwa ia datang dari masa banyak pertikaian dan persengketaan, dan kedatangannya untuk menegakkan kebenaran dan membinasakan kejahatan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KtS-UDIAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kCZKQ6JaPh0/s1600/15727_117410231627007_115130398521657_136287_2049150_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KtS-UDIAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/kCZKQ6JaPh0/s400/15727_117410231627007_115130398521657_136287_2049150_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472627038684913666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulan: Bahwa sifat Dajjal dan Sai Baba yang diutarakan diatas adalah bagian dari sifat salah satu 30 dajjal-dajjal kecil (pendusta-pendusta akhir zaman) yang akan membuka jalan bagi munculnya al-Masih al-Dajjal (Dajjal besar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang ciri-cirinya menurut riwayat hadits shahih adalah sebagai berikut :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal buta sebelah seperti buah anggur.&lt;br /&gt;-Kedua matanya ada tulisan kafir yang dapat dibaca oleh orang beriman.&lt;br /&gt;-Dajjal tinggal di bumi selama 40 hari, 1 hari seperti setahun, 1 hari berikutnya seperti sebulan, 1 hari berikutnya seperti seminggu, 1 hari berikutnya seperti hari biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadis riwayat Anas bin Malik ra., ia berkata: &lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah saw. bersabda: "Tidak ada satu negeri yang tidak dimasuki Dajjal, kecuali Mekah dan Madinah, dan tidak ada satu jalan di Madinah, kecuali terdapat malaikat yang berbaris menjaganya. Maka Dajjal singgah di daerah rawa, kemudian Madinah bergoncang tiga kali goncangan, sehingga seluruh orang kafir dan munafik keluar dari sana menuju ke tempat Dajjal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah SAW bersabda : “Bukankah sesungguhnya ia itu bermata sebelah, dan tertulis di antara kedua mata dajjal itu kata kafir, yang dapat dibaca oleh setiap Mukmin.” (Muttafaqun ‘alaih) Dan dalam riwayat yang lain dinyatakan: “Tertulis diantara dua matanya huruf kaf, fa’, dan ra’.”(HR. At-Tirmidzi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadist riwayat Muslim, dari Nawwas bi Sam’an: Rasullulah SAW mengatakan, "Dajjal adalah seorang pemuda berambut keriting, matanya sebelah kanan celek, aku menyerupakannya dengan Abdul Uzza bin Qathan (lelaki Quraisy yang hidup di zaman Jahiliyah). Maka barang siapa yang menemuinya bacalah surat Al-Kahfi. Ia keluar dari sebuah jalan antara Syam dan Iraq, lalu ia berbuat binasa kesana kemari ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLAHU AKBAR! LA HAWLA WA LA QUWWATA ILLA BILLAHIL "ALIYUL ADZHIM….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah selayaknya kita senantiasa memohon perlindungan hanya kepada Allah SWT saja. Bacalah selalu doa di bawah ini selepas shalat Fardhu, di akhir tahiyyat sebelum salam, insya Allah, kita selalu dalam lindungan-Nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ALLAHUMMA INNI 'AUDZU BIKA MIN ADZABIN JAHANNAM, WA MIN ADZABIN QABRI, WA MIN FITNATIN MAHYA WA MAMAAT, WA MIN SYAHRII FITNATIN MAHSYIHIL DAJJAL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya Allah, aku berlindung kepadaMu dari azab neraka Jahannam, aku berlindung kepadaMu dari azab kubur, kuberlindung kepadaMu dari fitnah kehidupan dunia dan kematian serta kuberlindung kepadaMu dari kejahatan dan fitnah Al-Masih Dajjal”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Konspirasi Dajal bersifat matrialistik sekuler, dia datang dan "berdakwah" dengan membawa perumpamaan air, namun pada hakikatnya adalah api. Surga yang dia tawarkan tapi pada hakikatnya adalah neraka. Neraka yang dia tawarkan tapi pada hakikatnya adalah surga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaya bicara Dajjal, tidak lain adalah seorang pendusta besar! Shalat adalah buang-buang waktu, Alquran dan agama hanyalah simbol, bahkan ia kerap mendustakan keberadaan para nabi-nabi terdahulu dan mengadakan fitnah didalam cerita/kisah rasul-rasul terdahulu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah sebagian sifat dari Dajjal laknatullah alaihi! Tujuannya hanya ingin mengkafirkan penduduk bumi dan memurtadkan orang-orang Islam agar keluar dari agamanya dengan dalih, Islam adalah agama setan dan masih banyak lagi. Naudzu billahi min dzalik! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal Allah telah menjelaskan dalam Quran: "Sesungguhnya agama (yang diridai) di sisi Allah hanyalah Islam. Tiada berselisih orang-orang yang telah diberi Al Kitab kecuali sesudah datang pengetahuan kepada mereka, karena kedengkian (yang ada) di antara mereka. Barang siapa yang kafir terhadap ayat-ayat Allah maka sesungguhnya Allah sangat cepat hisab-Nya. (Ali-’Imran:18-19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waspadalah wahai kaum muslimin dan mukminat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3588049224431526439?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3588049224431526439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/dajjal.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3588049224431526439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3588049224431526439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/dajjal.html' title='DAJJAL'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S_KryBNNOKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/jZJnkouGJVA/s72-c/15727_117407934960570_115130398521657_136271_7059212_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-6731903556419424713</id><published>2010-05-08T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T11:48:42.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABAH + ME and mama + adik</title><content type='html'>ntahlah nape kan minggu ni rasa cm nk gell balik umah. Homesick tetiba. So, baliklah umah dis week. Uishhh... bnyk betul dugaan dan cubaan. Ku balik igtkan blehlah nk study ngan tenang nya, malang memang tidak berbau.&lt;br /&gt;tgh otw blk umah ni, tetiba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abah:kita nk tgk IRON MAN II esok!&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? tapi...... tapi........kakchik nk study=(&lt;br /&gt;abah: ermmm... abis tu nk ikut ke x?&lt;br /&gt;me: x pelah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esoknya pulak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abah: kakchik kata nk cari baju untuk dinner kan?&lt;br /&gt;me: ermm.... a'ah&lt;br /&gt;mama: blehlah kita cari mlm ni kat nichi&lt;br /&gt;me: tapi.... tapi.... nk study=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petang itu pula...(note dat saya x pernah drive luar bangi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abah: kakchik nk try drive gi subang jaya x?&lt;br /&gt;me: nk! tapi.... tapi....... nk study=(&lt;br /&gt;abah: ermm... x pe lah. study je lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haihhh... bnyk betul dugaan. sabar alya! sabar.. haha. berkorban sket demi exam ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni nk citer kisah mother's day plak!&lt;br /&gt;Ku berasa sungguh hairan dgn adik lelaki ku yg seorang ni..&lt;br /&gt;tetiba je dia tanya.. kakchik kasi apa kat mama untuk mother's day ni?&lt;br /&gt;sibuk je! nape nk tahu? *padahal terlupa yg mother's day dah nk dekat* hahaahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rupa-rupanya terbongkar lah kisah tentang hadiah dia..&lt;br /&gt;citernya begini: duit belanja sekolah adik saya ni ialah RM2 sehari. selama seminggu yg lepas, dia hanya membelanjakan RM1 je sehari sebabnya dia nk beli hadiah berharga RM5 untuk mother's day ni drpd cikgu dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka, dia pun came out with a solution iaitu untuk membayar RM1 secara ansuran kepada gurunya selama lima hari untuk menyelesaikan hutangnya. dgn itu, berikat perutlah beliau selama seminggu yg lepas... ngahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish ish ish, x sangka adik aku ni seorang yg sweet gak ekh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, dis is for my mum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't know how I lived without you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everytime that I get around you&lt;br /&gt;I see the best of me inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're better then the best&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky just to linger in your light&lt;br /&gt;Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right&lt;br /&gt;Completely unaware&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can compare to where you send me, &lt;br /&gt;Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok&lt;br /&gt;And the moments where my good times start to fade&lt;br /&gt;You will just make me smile MAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-6731903556419424713?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6731903556419424713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/abah-me-and-mama-adik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6731903556419424713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6731903556419424713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/abah-me-and-mama-adik.html' title='ABAH + ME and mama + adik'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3382416025331340328</id><published>2010-05-03T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T01:10:13.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ignore me...</title><content type='html'>It's been a while kan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAisshh.... many things happened lately. &lt;br /&gt;m sure most of u had heard that buat baik dibalas baik kan?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but in my case it's usually the other way round&lt;br /&gt;BUAT BAIK DIBALAS _________ well, u fill in the blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get too loud and sometimes I wanted to shout to someone but my mom doesn't allow me to do so. Its depressing when you have to retreat and feel weak just because we need to jaga perasaan orang lain. I seriously do feel like yelling and shouting in front of his/her face but thinking back it's not even close to worth-it. It's not like m going to be rewarded with gold and money pun kan. If I were offered pun, I won't take it. Saya bukanlah mata duitan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dis feeling of not being appreciated after what I have done. M not going to say dat m sad but macam terkilan lah. I mean c'mon, not even a single THANK U????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ash-Shuara [26:55]  Dan sesungguhnya mereka melakukan perkara yang menyebabkan kita marah;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, next is about me having dis one situation where I always know things dat i shouldn't know. X kisah lah if i overheard ke,spreading romours ke or even org tu ckp sendiri kat i. Well, sometime it's good but sometime it's stressing to carry the responsibility of keeping the matter a secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Al-Araf [7:102]  Dan Kami tidak mendapati bagi kebanyakan mereka sebarang janji (yang ditepati), dan Kami tidak mendapati kebanyakan mereka melainkan orang-orang yang fasik.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni ada satu lagi benda me want tu share. It's such a disgrace kan when we trust dat person so much, share our problems n etc... but in turn they betray us! igtkan adalah org yg kita bleh trust, but the fact is = TRUST NOBODY PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore me people! seriously ignore!&lt;br /&gt;HOMESICK tetiba=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3382416025331340328?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3382416025331340328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/ignore-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3382416025331340328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3382416025331340328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/ignore-me.html' title='ignore me...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-728236255343364175</id><published>2010-04-29T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:20:19.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>special delivery for NUR ANISA=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S9nKw8-LZQI/AAAAAAAAALI/E9cEIwr1jLg/s1600/22239_1305891483557_1118612208_30959806_5157111_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S9nKw8-LZQI/AAAAAAAAALI/E9cEIwr1jLg/s400/22239_1305891483557_1118612208_30959806_5157111_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465622565140260098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey anisa my housemate or roomate or maybe bedmate to be precise. It's ur day rite. 29042010 (ermm... exactly 3 months lagi my burfday ok). haha. M sorry. I may not buy you expensive burfday present. cekak bonita ke or etc but hey, dat doesn't mean I forgot ur burfday. sama hari kan kita? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while kita dah hidup sesama. Many things we shared, many tears we cried. Ok tipu, kita x pernah nangis sesama. ngahaha. But yeah, you've been a nice friend to me. like seriously! Here's a lil' something i wanna share with you. Keep scrolling down, k=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S9nKwnvOHvI/AAAAAAAAALA/dGR1ppHgiUo/s1600/10535_101857213165123_100000225332759_53074_40222_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S9nKwnvOHvI/AAAAAAAAALA/dGR1ppHgiUo/s400/10535_101857213165123_100000225332759_53074_40222_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465622559440379634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just glad that our path crossed. Hope dat all ur wishes will come true and the very best of luck for ur future undertakings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BURFDAY DEAR!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-728236255343364175?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/728236255343364175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/special-delivery-for-nur-anisa.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/728236255343364175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/728236255343364175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/special-delivery-for-nur-anisa.html' title='special delivery for NUR ANISA=)'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S9nKw8-LZQI/AAAAAAAAALI/E9cEIwr1jLg/s72-c/22239_1305891483557_1118612208_30959806_5157111_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-6326745245684843768</id><published>2010-04-24T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:44:41.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember that i'll always stand by you dear....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S9Mf6s_ITMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/38dSe507l3A/s1600/ts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S9Mf6s_ITMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/38dSe507l3A/s400/ts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463745866299362498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, WHY YOU LOOK SO SAD?&lt;br /&gt;TEARS ARE IN YOUR EYES&lt;br /&gt;COME ON AND COME TO ME NOW&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BE ASHAMED TO CRY&lt;br /&gt;LET ME SEE YOU THROUGH&lt;br /&gt;'CAUSE I'VE SEEN THE DARK SIDE TOO&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS ON YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING YOU CONFESS&lt;br /&gt;COULD MAKE ME LOVE YOU LESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;br /&gt;WON'T LET NOBODY HURT YOU&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IF YOU'RE MAD, GET MAD&lt;br /&gt;DON'T HOLD IT ALL INSIDE&lt;br /&gt;COME ON AND TALK TO ME NOW&lt;br /&gt;HEY, WHAT YOU GOT TO HIDE?&lt;br /&gt;I GET ANGRY TOO&lt;br /&gt;WELL I'M A LOT LIKE YOU&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU'RE STANDING AT THE CROSSROADS&lt;br /&gt;AND DON'T KNOW WHICH PATH TO CHOOSE&lt;br /&gt;LET ME COME ALONG&lt;br /&gt;'CAUSE EVEN IF YOU'RE WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;br /&gt;WON'T LET NOBODY HURT YOU&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;br /&gt;TAKE ME IN, INTO YOUR DARKEST HOUR&lt;br /&gt;AND I'LL NEVER DESERT YOU&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN...&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS ON YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE FEELING ALL ALONE&lt;br /&gt;YOU WON'T BE ON YOUR OWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;br /&gt;WON'T LET NOBODY HURT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;br /&gt;TAKE ME IN, INTO YOUR DARKEST HOUR&lt;br /&gt;AND I'LL NEVER DESERT YOU&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;br /&gt;WON'T LET NOBODY HURT YOU&lt;br /&gt;I'LL STAND BY YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-6326745245684843768?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6326745245684843768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember-that-ill-always-stand-by-you.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6326745245684843768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/6326745245684843768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember-that-ill-always-stand-by-you.html' title='remember that i&apos;ll always stand by you dear....'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S9Mf6s_ITMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/38dSe507l3A/s72-c/ts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-7145912232294757185</id><published>2010-04-22T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T06:48:02.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tolonglah bersemangat alya!</title><content type='html'>I seriously hate it when i don't have any confidence.&lt;br /&gt;Well in this case, MUET lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUET is just few days away, n m still blur&lt;br /&gt;Not having the actual idea of MUET, seriously makes me stressed out=(&lt;br /&gt;It's such a disgrace not to score for dis paper..&lt;br /&gt;n then kaklong will look down on me and i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:alya, tolonglah bersemangat sikit!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-7145912232294757185?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7145912232294757185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/tolonglah-bersemangat-alya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7145912232294757185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7145912232294757185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/tolonglah-bersemangat-alya.html' title='tolonglah bersemangat alya!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-724341031807771091</id><published>2010-04-20T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:54:43.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.E.R.E.K.A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S86S_EGoeqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AvM6qCP7gao/s1600/couple_holding_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S86S_EGoeqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AvM6qCP7gao/s400/couple_holding_hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462465010177964706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya dah lama dah nk tulis post pasal mereka.&lt;br /&gt;cmni tau, saya ada seorang senior di MSU. Nama beliau Suhada.&lt;br /&gt;Beliau merupakan bekas ketua pelajar masa zaman sek dulu dan beliau setahun lebih tua dari saya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya x tahu nape, tiap kali jumpa dia, mesti saya rasa tenang.&lt;br /&gt;Mesti saya rasa cam saya bleh get through dis medic punya path.&lt;br /&gt;Beliau x de lah ckp apa pun. ntahlah, saya x bleh nk describe dgn kata2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau sedang belajar medic bersama BOYFRIEND beliau yg sgt lah baik hati di MSU tercinta ni.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend beliau sgt lah caring pasal saya. &lt;br /&gt;kalau jumpa je, mesti tegur,mesti tanya khabar, mesti tanya pasal studies, results&lt;br /&gt;walaupun pada dasarnya, saya x pernah pun kenalnya sebelum ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NK BOYFRIEND YANG CARING CMTU GAK BLEH X? PLIZZ... PLIZZ... PLIZZZZ=)&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;tadi saya terserempak dgn mereka di LAB BIOCHEMISTRY. lalu, saya pun bertanyalah dgn Suhada, negara manakah yg terbaik, well y'noe, czech, poland or india kan?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yg beriya-iya jwb adalah boyfriendnya yg tercinta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriendnya pun berkatalah bahawa INDIA adalah yg terbaik. OH, dan medic ni sebenarnya senang sahaja... beliau ckp "it is you who makes medic easy, not me, not anyone else"&lt;br /&gt;Panjanglah juga ceritanya. Tapi bila fikir2 balik saya rasa saya nk pergi india...&lt;br /&gt;Suhada kata, nnt rendah2 kan lah pointer so dapat gi india.&lt;br /&gt;x de lah, beliau bergurau sahaja... hihi~&lt;br /&gt;mereka sebenarnya nk gi india, tapi masalah kewangan. Saya doakan Suhada dapat scholarship ekh. GOOD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya senior saya ni, score je waktu SPM tapi apply JPA buat law dan mendapati ingin meneruskan medic. Jadi beliau terpaksalah menolak JPA dan buat medic.&lt;br /&gt;huh... cam dejavu plak...&lt;br /&gt;tu je kot for now but i really like them! i seriously do!&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK LAH UNTUK MEREKA. SAYA TAHU ANDA BOLEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pssstttt: saya nk berubah. saya nk belajar bersungguh-sungguh untuk chem. saya akan cuba mengadakan mood untuk belajar chem. oh, dan genetic juga. doakan saya ekh=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-724341031807771091?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/724341031807771091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/mereka.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/724341031807771091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/724341031807771091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/mereka.html' title='M.E.R.E.K.A'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S86S_EGoeqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AvM6qCP7gao/s72-c/couple_holding_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5630359890077316979</id><published>2010-04-19T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T06:16:21.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Khuatir..</title><content type='html'>Days went by and now it turns to weeks. M still wasting my time doing nothing. Is it because m drifted away by the success that God grant me? Wake up alya! Your not dat good... Open ur eyes, look around you! Do you want a dejavu? Still remember wut you got for health science back in sem 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it all started when we had to learn Chemistry II for dis sem. Chem was definitely not my thing.It was my worst subject back in my school days instead.&lt;br /&gt;M worried. M not gonna blame anyone but myself for dis feeling. Not da lecturer, not da campus n definitely not my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dis weired feeling of not having da mood to attend chem class. Not today, not tomorrow... aishhh... i don't know when. I tried sooo hard to focus in chem class but i just can't. I can't! Sometimes i feel like crying in chem class for not being able to understand what she taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M not asking for fancy stuffs nor money. I just need a shoulder. A shoulder to cry on. A hand to wipe my tears. A voice to comfort me. HUH=(&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5630359890077316979?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5630359890077316979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/khuatir.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5630359890077316979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5630359890077316979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/khuatir.html' title='Khuatir..'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-4526464020639386347</id><published>2010-04-15T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:09:36.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8fw8Gg9Q5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/-T7iqdKmxcA/s1600/2767f80d91c96dc8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8fw8Gg9Q5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/-T7iqdKmxcA/s400/2767f80d91c96dc8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460597988541678482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;m just so glad that our path crossed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           .FULLSTOP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-4526464020639386347?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4526464020639386347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/m-just-so-glad-that-our-path-crossed.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4526464020639386347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/4526464020639386347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/m-just-so-glad-that-our-path-crossed.html' title='=)'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8fw8Gg9Q5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/-T7iqdKmxcA/s72-c/2767f80d91c96dc8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2385301334834399968</id><published>2010-04-13T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T03:53:29.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohana!</title><content type='html'>Ohana means family and family means no one is left behind rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to my shock i realised dat my aunty created an acount at facebook for our family known as Keluarga Hj Hanafi &amp; Hjh Raja Hasnah. x kan lah x nk join kan? Since there was like many photos of my ancestors, i've decided dat i wanna share with u guys. So, here it goes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RIMVivAiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/d9MnJOc5YWY/s1600/23544_1351211990076_1524684878_886909_3724542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RIMVivAiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/d9MnJOc5YWY/s400/23544_1351211990076_1524684878_886909_3724542_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459568025058345506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my great great graet grandfather (DYMM Sultan Abdullah II)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RJSAAXuiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/174xYRBKWyg/s1600/23544_1351211870073_1524684878_886906_943881_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RJSAAXuiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/174xYRBKWyg/s400/23544_1351211870073_1524684878_886906_943881_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459569221867911714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great great grandmother (Arwah Raja Aminah bt Raja Abdullah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RKHqpnV5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/DXcArypN8N4/s1600/23544_1351211910074_1524684878_886907_5873548_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RKHqpnV5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/DXcArypN8N4/s400/23544_1351211910074_1524684878_886907_5873548_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459570143848257426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arwah great Grandfather (Raja Ahmad Ismara b Raja Alang Ismara). handsome kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RK6oQfy_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/BaM0FyT0p5E/s1600/23544_1351211950075_1524684878_886908_3998400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RK6oQfy_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/BaM0FyT0p5E/s400/23544_1351211950075_1524684878_886908_3998400_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459571019379362802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arwah great Grandmother (Wan Milah bt Wan Ibrahim). moyang aku yg ni, syg sgt kat aku. rindulah... al-fatihah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RLnz93dYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fdqKuJxtZoI/s1600/23544_1351208309984_1524684878_886899_6534682_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RLnz93dYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fdqKuJxtZoI/s400/23544_1351208309984_1524684878_886899_6534682_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459571795616560514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture was taken back in 2007 if m not mistaken. so, basically yg kat tgh tu my grandfather plus my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm... don't get me wrong. i just wanna share with you guys. x bermaksud pape pun. this is just my keturunan. tapi my name x de pun raja or wan or puteri coz my grandfather x de pape kat nama dia. so, x leh nk wariskan. m just an ordinary person living an ordinary life, k. think dats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2385301334834399968?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2385301334834399968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/ohana.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2385301334834399968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2385301334834399968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/ohana.html' title='ohana!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S8RIMVivAiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/d9MnJOc5YWY/s72-c/23544_1351211990076_1524684878_886909_3724542_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8959564750421574913</id><published>2010-04-10T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T11:50:35.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HATRED.</title><content type='html'>hey. it's been a while since i last wrote my post in English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i have dis one situation or habit should i say of keeping my own problems to myself instead of telling others. It's not cool nor fun keeping it to myself but i do feel secured by doing so. don't u think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone pisses me off or makes me mad, i would just shut my mouth up. x nk lah cari gaduh kan? but unfortunately, the person who makes me mad didn't realize it and thinks dat everything is fine, everything is in control... but it's not! it leaves a big, wide scar inside my heart. n mentang-mentanglah m kinda nice, u took advantage of me! &lt;strong&gt;mak sy pesan: kakchik jgn sampai org pijak kepala plak...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but treating you da same way you treated me will make me equally evil as you. n again, i chose to sit quiet n carry on with my life. Mr Gui always reminds us, life must go on. you're definitely rite Mr. Gui! n i hate lazy people. if u want something, work your butt off.. nk suap mulut sendiri pun malas.. and stop treating other people as if they are your slave.. there's always excuses from you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember i told u i prefer to keep it to myself just now? well, don't get me wrong, m writing dis post because my level of patience has finally reach its limit. m sorry, i just can't take it anymore. SORRY~  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get too loud and sometimes I wanted to shout to someone but my mom doesn't allow me to do so. Its depressing when you have to retreat and feel weak just because we need to jaga perasaan orang lain. Haih... why must I have this panas baran thing inside me... I will be good! fingers crossed! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, n thanx to shimah for being there when i needed you da most. GOOD LUCK buddy!! i'll always pray for ur success. i noe u can do it. i have faith in you babe=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baginda Nabi s.a.w. berkata: QalAllahuta' ala; "InnaAllahama' &lt;br /&gt;assobirin" (sesungguhnya Allah bersama orang2 yg sabar)&lt;br /&gt;wallahualam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8959564750421574913?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8959564750421574913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/hatred.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8959564750421574913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8959564750421574913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/hatred.html' title='HATRED.'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2099643913197204334</id><published>2010-04-07T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T02:33:43.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMANI ckp.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7xRWLQ_TtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/H9yj2M4yfSE/s1600/7132_1062078651972_1826130204_129284_7600130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7xRWLQ_TtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/H9yj2M4yfSE/s400/7132_1062078651972_1826130204_129284_7600130_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457326289889218258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya ada crush.&lt;br /&gt;Nama dia.... uishhh.... mana bleh ckp!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;tapi...&lt;br /&gt;imani ckp..&lt;br /&gt;"u deserve someone better"&lt;br /&gt;ok imani!&lt;br /&gt;saya akan tunggu someone better tu=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2099643913197204334?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2099643913197204334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/imani-ckp.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2099643913197204334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2099643913197204334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/imani-ckp.html' title='IMANI ckp.....'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7xRWLQ_TtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/H9yj2M4yfSE/s72-c/7132_1062078651972_1826130204_129284_7600130_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-8221162630833325252</id><published>2010-04-03T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:28:53.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey awak!</title><content type='html'>hey awak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7b69vWLqGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sUzzgeAg76Y/s1600/c0d6739ecb45f616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7b69vWLqGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sUzzgeAg76Y/s400/c0d6739ecb45f616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455823937194403938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya juz nk ckp saya rindu awak.. ngeeee~&lt;br /&gt;ari tu kan class chem II, ada belajar integration sket2&lt;br /&gt;pastu kan saya terus terigt kat awak&lt;br /&gt;rindu plak=(&lt;br /&gt;tapi kan saya ada nk bagi hadiah kat awak ni&lt;br /&gt;erm... hadiah ni x de lah mahal mana tapi saya harap awak suka&lt;br /&gt;penat saya cari hadiah ni tau!&lt;br /&gt;ermm..... hadiah nya ialah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt; A&lt;/strong&gt; untuk MATH II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka x?&lt;br /&gt;kalau awak x suka pun, saya nk bagi gak=)&lt;br /&gt;saya nk awak tahu walaupun kita sudah live in separate lives tapi saya tetap rindu awak&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, saya nk kena pergi ni&lt;br /&gt;bye2~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-8221162630833325252?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8221162630833325252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-awak.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8221162630833325252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/8221162630833325252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-awak.html' title='hey awak!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7b69vWLqGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sUzzgeAg76Y/s72-c/c0d6739ecb45f616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3712547057759433594</id><published>2010-03-31T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T09:37:30.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Abah from Kakchik=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7N5wx9T3tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_K9YdWwO-ek/s1600/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7N5wx9T3tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_K9YdWwO-ek/s400/DSC00954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454837452626976466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear abah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st April. It's ur day today. While m writing dis post to you, the clock strikes 12.23 in the mornin' n for sure ur having a nice deep sleep. Tried to call u but u didn't answer but it's ok. I know ur tired=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want u to know dat I appreciate every single thing that u have done for me. The love. The knowledge. The tears. The joy. For being there for me when i needed you da most. Thank You Abah!!!! I know u've sacrificed a lot not only for me but for da four of us. There is definitely no other dad that deserves the title "BEST DAD IN THE WORLD" other than you abah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and look back to how far I can remember,&lt;br /&gt;And you are always there next to me.&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyday you were helping me grow up,&lt;br /&gt;And making me be the best that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love was forever strong,&lt;br /&gt;Your cuddles forever tight.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday since I was born,&lt;br /&gt;Your love was always in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always be your Baby Girl,&lt;br /&gt;And you will always be my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will always be the luckiest,&lt;br /&gt;To have the best Dad any girl could have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy I love you with all my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Much more than I ever say.&lt;br /&gt;You are my world, my everything,&lt;br /&gt;Each and Every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly abah, here's a song I want to dedicate to you. Do forgive me for every mistakes that I have done. May Allah bless u abah.&lt;br /&gt;Ameen=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FyjKQvWKw8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FyjKQvWKw8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Esok nk amik results, abah doakan ekh... terima kasih!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3712547057759433594?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3712547057759433594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-abah-from-kakchik.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3712547057759433594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3712547057759433594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-abah-from-kakchik.html' title='To Abah from Kakchik=)'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7N5wx9T3tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_K9YdWwO-ek/s72-c/DSC00954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5505497897301838540</id><published>2010-03-30T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T05:59:54.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.... :(</title><content type='html'>just a short one dis time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously m sorry to G1316 and G1317 occupants esp&lt;br /&gt;FARAH AIMUNIE, AMALINA, SHIDO, FARAHI, NISA, SHARK, DHILA N RARA.&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys~&lt;br /&gt;it turns out dat m just not dat good to be an ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7HsXMRN7II/AAAAAAAAAJI/WaOpHNgVsIM/s1600/ea5ca7cadcde5b8e.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 102px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7HsXMRN7II/AAAAAAAAAJI/WaOpHNgVsIM/s400/ea5ca7cadcde5b8e.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454400506896968834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ekh people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: THANX shido kasi pinjam laptop 'apple' dia untuk mengupdate post ini...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5505497897301838540?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5505497897301838540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/sorry.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5505497897301838540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5505497897301838540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/sorry.html' title='sorry.... :('/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S7HsXMRN7II/AAAAAAAAAJI/WaOpHNgVsIM/s72-c/ea5ca7cadcde5b8e.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5059616686381482571</id><published>2010-03-24T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T07:57:46.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mak saya pula ckp!</title><content type='html'>Mak saya ckp kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"kakchik, kat dunia ni kan ada macam2 jenis manusia, jd kena bnyk bersabarlah dgn perangai yg bermacam ni"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak saya ckp cmni sbb saya tgh stressed out ngan someone waktu tu.. pastu dah ok dah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: td kan saya dapat surat dari secret admirer saya. dia tulis cmni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hye Alya!!&lt;br /&gt;Sihatkah??&lt;br /&gt;Tgh wat pe 2??&lt;br /&gt;Nmpk comey je ari ni... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepertinya saya tahu sape yg menulis ni..&lt;br /&gt;kepada org itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"klu minat, ckp minat, kita bleh bawa berbincang"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahahahaha=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5059616686381482571?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5059616686381482571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/mak-saya-pula-ckp.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5059616686381482571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5059616686381482571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/mak-saya-pula-ckp.html' title='Mak saya pula ckp!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-1760332833809148106</id><published>2010-03-22T10:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:22:35.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter from a Christian to Muslim Women</title><content type='html'>Salam to all of you. Let me just remind you dat dis is a veryyy long post. Got dis from a friend of mine and me seriously like it! Now, there are maybe some words dat u guys are not used to. So, I decided to find the meaning for u guys. Me seriously want all of you to read dis especially those precious women out there. Trust me you won't regret it=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you as precious &lt;strong&gt;gems(precious or semi-precious stone), &lt;/strong&gt;pure gold, or the “pearl of great value” spoken of in the Bible (Matthew 13: 45). All women are pearls of great value, but some of us have been deceived&lt;strong&gt;(mislead or misrepresent the truth to)&lt;/strong&gt; into doubting the value of our purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said: “Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast your pearls before &lt;strong&gt;swine(pig)&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;lest(prevent)&lt;/strong&gt; they &lt;strong&gt;trample(tread on and crush)&lt;/strong&gt; them under their feet, and turn again and rend you” (Matthew 7: 6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pearls are priceless, but they convince us that they’re cheap. But trust me; there is no substitute for being able to look in the mirror and seeing purity, innocence and self-respect staring back at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fashions coming out of the Western sewer are designed to make you believe that your most valuable asset is your sexuality. But your beautiful dresses and &lt;strong&gt;veils(a piece of fine material worn to protect or conceal the face)&lt;/strong&gt; are actually sexier than any Western fashion, because they &lt;strong&gt;cloak(something that hides or covers)&lt;/strong&gt; you in mystery and show self-respect and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman’s sexuality should be guarded from unworthy eyes, since it should be your gift to the man who loves and respects you enough to marry you. And since your men are still manly warriors, they deserve no less than your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our men don’t even want purity anymore. They don’t recognize the pearl of great value, opting for the flashy rhinestone instead. Only to leave her too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your most valuable assets are your inner beauty, your innocence, and everything that makes you who you are. But I notice that some Muslim women push the limit and try to be as Western as possible, even while wearing a veil (with some of their hair showing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why imitate women who already regret, or will soon regret, their lost virtue? There is no compensation for that loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are flawless diamonds. Don’t let them trick you into becoming rhinestones. Because everything you see in the fashion magazines and on Western television is a lie. It is &lt;strong&gt;Satan’s trap&lt;/strong&gt;. It is fool’s gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A WOMAN'S HEART&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll let you in on a little secret, just in case you’re curious: pre-marital sex is not even that great. We gave our bodies to the men we were in love with, believing that that was the way to make them love us and want to marry us, just as we had seen on television growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But without the security of marriage and the sure knowledge that he will always stay with us, it’s not even enjoyable! That’s the irony. It was just a waste. It leaves you in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking as one woman to another, I believe that you understand that already. &lt;strong&gt;Because only a woman can truly understand what’s in another woman’s heart. We really are all alike.&lt;/strong&gt; (ME LIKE DIS PART SO MUCH!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our race, religion or nationalities do not matter. A woman’s heart is the same everywhere. We love. That’s what we do best. We nurture our families and give comfort and strength to the men we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we American women have been fooled into believing that we are happiest having careers, our own homes in which to live alone, and freedom to give our love away to whomever we choose. That is not freedom. And that is not love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in the safe haven of marriage can a woman’s body and heart be safe to love. Don’t settle for anything less. It’s not worth it. You won’t even like it and you’ll like yourself even less afterwards. Then he’ll leave you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELF-DENIAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin never pays. It always cheats you. Even though I have reclaimed my honor, there’s still no substitute for having never been dishonored in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Western women have been brainwashed into thinking that you Muslim women are &lt;strong&gt;oppressed( keep in subjection and hardship). &lt;/strong&gt;But truly, we are the ones who are oppressed; slaves to fashions that degrade us, obsessed with our weight, begging for love from men who do not want to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside, we know that we have been cheated. We secretly admire and envy you, although some of us will not admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not look down on us or think that we like things the way they are. It’s not our fault. Most of us did not have fathers to protect us when we were young because our families have been destroyed. You know who is behind this plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be fooled, my sisters. Don’t let them get you too. Stay innocent and pure. We Christian women need to see what life is really supposed to be like for women. We need you to set the example for us, because we are lost. Hold onto your purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: you can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube. So guard your “toothpaste” carefully! I hope you receive this advice in the spirit in which it is intended: the spirit of friendship, respect, and admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your Christian sister 'with love'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, DATS IT! I WAS SERIOUSLY STUNNED WHEN M READING DIS POST. I AM JUST HOPING DAT ALL THE MUSLIM WOMEN OUT THERE CAN READ DIS.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: me want to make dis post colourful tapi ntah nape my blog ni x leh buat.. pelik2=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-1760332833809148106?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1760332833809148106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter-from-christian-to-muslim-women_22.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1760332833809148106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/1760332833809148106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter-from-christian-to-muslim-women_22.html' title='A letter from a Christian to Muslim Women'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-419522441229988177</id><published>2010-03-19T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T06:31:50.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>read dis n understand it...</title><content type='html'>Allah will ask on the Day of Judgement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Where are those who loved each other for the sake of My Glory? Today, on a day where there is no shade but Mine, I shall shade them with My shade" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Muslim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;......................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-419522441229988177?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/419522441229988177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/419522441229988177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/419522441229988177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='read dis n understand it...'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-7158377285517933212</id><published>2010-03-16T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:50:22.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surreal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S6BRZHacBeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vEkrVFyIckc/s1600-h/1dcb29922b9b3e42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S6BRZHacBeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vEkrVFyIckc/s400/1dcb29922b9b3e42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449445041046816226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everything seems surreal now&lt;br /&gt;BUT m ready! I really am!&lt;br /&gt;ngeeeeee~ &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-7158377285517933212?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7158377285517933212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/surreal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7158377285517933212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/7158377285517933212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/surreal.html' title='surreal!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S6BRZHacBeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vEkrVFyIckc/s72-c/1dcb29922b9b3e42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2206968061332176234</id><published>2010-03-14T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:51:47.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sympathy or sick?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5yxiUviexI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OjFpB20IP0o/s1600-h/3219d9213e140196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5yxiUviexI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OjFpB20IP0o/s400/3219d9213e140196.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448424852453227282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wut to feel..&lt;br /&gt;either sympathy or sick of these people working in bookstores.&lt;br /&gt;i've been to two bookstores n not even a single person know wut is Reader's Digest.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, ur working in a bookstore for God sake!&lt;br /&gt;tolonglah faham~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh plak tu tanya aku buku form brape dik?&lt;br /&gt;tolonglah faham~&lt;br /&gt;saya dah abis sek lah...&lt;br /&gt;adeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabar alya! sabar!&lt;br /&gt;pathetic sungguh ya mereka2 ni..&lt;br /&gt;ramai ok yg kerja dalam buku tu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2206968061332176234?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2206968061332176234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/sympathy-or-sick.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2206968061332176234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2206968061332176234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/sympathy-or-sick.html' title='sympathy or sick?'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5yxiUviexI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OjFpB20IP0o/s72-c/3219d9213e140196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-5034290036496827823</id><published>2010-03-13T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T04:08:37.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUMMER!</title><content type='html'>m tired. m sick of it. dah2 lah tu abah...&lt;br /&gt;*hatred is in the air*&lt;br /&gt;now, here's da thing, fyi, my dad a.k.a abah likes to talk these two topics which i will explain later..&lt;br /&gt;as i m scribbling down dis page, u feel urself getting boring, more boring n eventually SUPER boring!&lt;br /&gt;so, might as well u don't read dis post=)&lt;br /&gt;nway, for those who still wants to read, thight on ur seatbelts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;BOYFRIEND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but my dad l.o.v.e to talk about dis topic. So here's our latest conversation on da stated topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: kakchik(me) dah ada bf?&lt;br /&gt;ME: mana ada abah.. x minat arh benda2 cmni.&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: dia contact kakchik x cuti ni?&lt;br /&gt;ME: huh? sape plak ni?&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: alah.. yg tu... &lt;br /&gt;(muka berkerut-kerut dan malas nk layan dah ni)&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: nanti kakchik jgn cari foreigners tau! susah plak..&lt;br /&gt;ME: yalah abah.. Melayu pun ok je lah=) *wink2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah sekian lama... conversation disambung semula..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: Kakchik x de kwn lelaki yg rapat ke?&lt;br /&gt;ME: x de arh abah...&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: Oh, ya ke, mama ngan abah dulu kwn rapat.&lt;br /&gt;ME: Ok, so wuts da point? (dalam hatilah)&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: x pe, x pe, take ur time. Kwn dulu pun x pe..&lt;br /&gt;ME: ermm..... (dalam hati gak lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so dats basically my daily topic with abah. sabar abah ekh. nnt i'll find one. ORG MELAYU kan? ok! ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;SCHOLARSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another thing. My dad was still dissapointed dat i didn't choose BNM's scholar. Well, of coarse he feels dat my life will be more secured with dat scholar.. But it's over lah abah! dah lama lepas oooo...&lt;br /&gt;N u know wut he did?&lt;br /&gt;He kept on showing me articles on economist. Just in case i regret my decisions.&lt;br /&gt;But nway, i think he can accept it now. Well, at least he didn't ask me to read those articles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just now, my parents were discussing about my younger systa's (asu) future. Here goes da conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: abah jgn lah suruh asu amik science stream klu dia x minat..&lt;br /&gt;MAMA: abah ni mmg suka paksa org. Mama x kisah pun. Mama suruh ikut mana minat.&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: mana ada.. ikut suka hatilah nk amik apa pun.&lt;br /&gt;MAMA: alah, dulu abah yg paksa kakchik gi US kan? kan? kan? abah yg suruh kakchik &lt;br /&gt;      amik BNM scholar. Mama suruh amik medic=)&lt;br /&gt;ABAH: tu sebab kakchik boleh je apa2 course. Ada certain org kita bleh cadang nk amik&lt;br /&gt;      apa... Kakchik tahu x klu blaja kat negara yg ckp english lg tenang..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(no comment tapi sedikit bangga di situ...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu jelah kot. malas nk type dah.. hoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, congratz to those who succeed in reading post till da last drop! tahniah! tahniah! Bosan je dis post... &lt;br /&gt;So, think dats all for now. Oh, before dat, dis post is based on my experience n has nothing to do with da people out there. Thank u~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOODLES~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-5034290036496827823?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5034290036496827823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/bummer.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5034290036496827823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/5034290036496827823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/bummer.html' title='BUMMER!'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-3992720626965258236</id><published>2010-03-10T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T05:45:34.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.R.A.I.N</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5ehqvtLBbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/U3rMOWbHJm0/s1600-h/akal4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5ehqvtLBbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/U3rMOWbHJm0/s400/akal4.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447000030060414386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terdapat pelbagai cara untuk menguji keunikan tubuh badan kita, diantara&lt;br /&gt;keunikan itu sudah tentulah otak manusia.. dibawah ini ada ujian yang&lt;br /&gt;menarik untuk dicuba bersama.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah ujian masa yang ringkas, cuma lakukan dan jangan cuba menipu&lt;br /&gt;diri anda sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira jumlah huruf F's dalam perenggan dibawah dalam masa 15 saat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINISHED FILES ARE THE&lt;br /&gt;RESULT OF YEARS OF SCIENTIFIC&lt;br /&gt;STUDY COMBINED WITH THE&lt;br /&gt;EXPERIENCE OF YEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah selesai?&lt;br /&gt;Scroll kebawah hanya apabila anda telah selesai mengira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berapa banyak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiga? (anda tentunya seorang lelaki!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baca sekali lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINISHED FILES ARE THE&lt;br /&gt;RESULT OF YEARS OF SCIENTIFIC&lt;br /&gt;STUDY COMBINED WITH THE&lt;br /&gt;EXPERIENCE OF YEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah, sebenarnya terdapat 6, kira semula..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab berlakunya perkara tersebut diterangkan dibawah&lt;br /&gt;ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otak LELAKI tidak memproses perkataan "OF".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keajaiban kejadian atau silap mata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesiapa yang dapat megira kesemua 6 F's pada permulaan&lt;br /&gt;ujian memiliki otak&lt;br /&gt;PEREMPUAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba la dengan kawan2 anda untuk meguji setakat mana&lt;br /&gt;kebenaran perkara&lt;br /&gt;ini.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dats weired coz i thought i got 3 at first&lt;br /&gt;but m not a male, k???&lt;br /&gt;m a chumell girl~&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalallalla..&lt;br /&gt;but, try it out guys=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-3992720626965258236?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3992720626965258236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/terdapat-pelbagai-cara-untuk-menguji.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3992720626965258236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/3992720626965258236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/terdapat-pelbagai-cara-untuk-menguji.html' title='B.R.A.I.N'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5ehqvtLBbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/U3rMOWbHJm0/s72-c/akal4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178683703145889097.post-2941969199500811737</id><published>2010-03-08T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:17:45.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumah ku Syurga ku?</title><content type='html'>Ok, saya duduk rumah sgt bosan ok=)&lt;br /&gt;jadi, saya pun bercadang untuk menangkap gambar sekekliling rumah..&lt;br /&gt;Well, m currently living in an ordinary, typical house kat Malaysia ni.&lt;br /&gt;So, nothing interesting to be seen actually&lt;br /&gt;but nways, if u guys wanna have a peek, carry on peeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YCaOURsQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bpjUSg7kmaE/s1600-h/DSC01463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YCaOURsQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bpjUSg7kmaE/s320/DSC01463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446543448894189826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBwCClKwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ihHpTmvf6_c/s1600-h/DSC01461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBwCClKwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ihHpTmvf6_c/s320/DSC01461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446542724044237570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some piala dat my systa n me won &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBvgfqoBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/flg2B2TTd-I/s1600-h/DSC01462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBvgfqoBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/flg2B2TTd-I/s320/DSC01462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446542715039424530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our book collection. banyak lagi sebenarnya tapi bkn saya yg membacanya..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBugTbZEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YtMy_j9IENo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBugTbZEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YtMy_j9IENo/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446542697808225346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ornaments from all around da world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBuaTX-_I/AAAAAAAAAII/wqykbMtxv3g/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBuaTX-_I/AAAAAAAAAII/wqykbMtxv3g/s320/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446542696197389298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrigerator magnets from all around da world gak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBt0SMywI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cjD0Z8Y68vc/s1600-h/DSC01464.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/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YBt0SMywI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cjD0Z8Y68vc/s320/DSC01464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446542685991914242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prague pun ada ok. haha. pembakar semangat ni!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, dats all for now. Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178683703145889097-2941969199500811737?l=alyaazwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2941969199500811737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-saya-duduk-rumah-sgt-bosan-ok-jadi.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2941969199500811737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178683703145889097/posts/default/2941969199500811737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyaazwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-saya-duduk-rumah-sgt-bosan-ok-jadi.html' title='Rumah ku Syurga ku?'/><author><name>alya chumell~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02875147238855818080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/StyJF-DmlAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LbZxsk3rz3A/S220/6933_127429168350_625438350_2266209_5786121_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSfdiFXHTUU/S5YCaOURsQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bpjUSg7kmaE/s72-c/DSC01463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
