tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31055403516285576392024-03-13T23:47:19.190+08:00PermysuriMy getaway castles of thoughts and feelings...Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-23420057612550334562014-01-24T00:50:00.001+08:002014-01-24T00:50:44.357+08:00Patience is virtue<p dir="ltr">Sabar bukan aku dan aku bukan manusia yang sabar. Tapi aku mesti bersabar walaupun kadang kadang aku rasa aku mok jak nak moha ngan orang yang bertanggungjawab nyuruh kamek orang cam tok.. <br>
Kadang kadang aku terpikir, dugaan apakah tok walaupun dah dekat lebih 20 tahun benda tok.. bayangkan.. camney nak move forward!! <br>
Yes dah lebih 20 tahun, tapi orang yang bertanggungjawab dalam.hal tok sik pernah ambik tauk malah kin dituang nya minyak gik nyuruh panas!!! <br>
Adakah orang macam ya harus dihormat.. further more you can't demand people to respect you but you must rightfully earn them.. but when you are behaving like a jerk, do you think people will respect you.. <br>
It is a definite no.</p>
<p dir="ltr">The year starts with a hole in my heart. I just pray it won't last.<br>
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Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-50719216032795182002013-03-13T11:06:00.001+08:002013-03-13T11:06:38.683+08:00Dup dap dup dap<p dir=ltr>Ever felt uneasy, your heart beating so fast, you feel like it's going to burst anytime.. </p>
<p dir=ltr>Hopefully it is nothing.</p>
Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-24632311752003320552013-03-10T10:36:00.001+08:002013-03-10T10:36:34.115+08:00My latest passion... Instagram<p dir=ltr>Those photos are only some from my instagram. Check the rest of them. <br>
My user name monaismail.<br>
All photos are taken using my S3. <br>
Hope you liked 'em.</p>
<p dir=ltr>Ciao baby.</p>
<p dir=ltr>Oh ya, it's 3/10/13 here in Malaysia but it is 3/09/13 in the USA, happy birthday to my favourite guy from Criminal Minds >>> Dr Spencer Reid or Matthew Gray Gubler... sending my love and hugs all the way from Malaysia...</p>
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</div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-85968903382590269652012-07-29T16:22:00.001+08:002012-07-29T16:22:59.674+08:00Sexy, Free & Single<div><p>I chose gloss gold for my SJ album.. </p>
<p>And...</p>
<p>It arrived.....</p>
<p>On my birthday...</p>
<p>Yeay....</p>
<p>Ok that's all</p>
<p>Kthnksbai</p>
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<p>Some of my beadworks.</p>
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<p>How is your birthday celebration so far. Really hope that you are enjoying yourself with your loved ones.</p>
<p>Did you received a lot of pressies? I bet you received lots of them, but sorry dear none from me.</p>
<p>Did you know we have something in common, we both loved cats. I have 16 of them and I loved each and every one of them.</p>
<p>Ohh.....  Don't worry, I am not going to bore you with my cats story.</p>
<p>My bias in Super Junior is Siwon actually but you and Jungsoo-ssi hold a special place in my heart. </p>
<p>Wanna know why? </p>
<p>We are the July babies, though we don't share the same zodiac.</p>
<p>The fact that you both are hyungs to the boys or MY BOYS, made it all the more special.</p>
<p>I have no regrets falling in love with Siwon in Athena, for I have fallen in love with all of you.. All 13 + 2 of you.</p>
<p>I really hope the sasaengs fan whoever they are, will leave you in peace finally.</p>
<p>Or at least respect your decision to be under the radar until you are release from your mandatory military duty.</p>
<p>Please know this. I loved watching variety shows where you are the guest, because you just couldn't care less of your idol image. You participated whole heartedly and you always made it looked fun.</p>
<p>Your wittiness are your greatest strength and together with your sharp tongue, nobody can beat you that easily.</p>
<p>Maybe Kyu can beat you in that department but </p>
<p>hey!!! </p>
<p>you are YOU and KYU is kyu.</p>
<p>I hope this letter will not bored you on your special day, but I just need to let this out of my chest.</p>
<p>When you decided to deactivate your twitter account just few more minutes before 12am KST time last night, the sadness felt up to now.</p>
<p>Wae!!!</p>
<p>But reading your last tweet is enough for me to know and understand how tiring you must have felt going through your daily life in the 'company' of those 'attention seekers' and overly obsessed fans.</p>
<p>Heechul-ssi, my wish for you is, may you be blessed with good health and may you find peace and happiness during your leave from entertainment scene.</p>
<p>Eventhough it will be almost impossible for you to live a quiet life because of your legions of fans ie ELFs and Petals but I'm sure they will be waiting patiently for your come back and loved you no less.</p>
<p>From me Mona Noona who loved you like my own dongsaeng...</p>
<p>♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥</p>
</div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-86886020171154115672012-07-09T10:22:00.001+08:002012-07-09T11:15:05.055+08:00Fresh Start<div><p>There are times where you feel you could dissapear from the face of the earth!!</p>
<p>There are times you feel that you are being push around by people.</p>
<p>Fresh start.. </p>
<p>to....</p>
<p>I dunno really... I wish I could turn back time and press the stop button to the happiest moment in my life and stayed there.</p>
<p>but..</p>
<p>I am not Peter Pan nor Mary Poppins.</p>
<p>No matter what... I need to go through my life as it is.</p>
<p>I just gotta make it better and press the FRESH START BUTTON everyday.</p>
<p>Till next post</p>
</div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-6191055262357828232012-07-05T11:52:00.001+08:002012-07-07T10:47:09.769+08:00SICK !!!<div><p>Sick of people who take advantages of other people, sick of people who thinks that there are above everyone.</p>
<p>Just because you offer financial helps, doesn't mean you are a 'philantrophist'. </p>
<p>It comes down to whether you are SINCERE or not!!!!</p>
<p>I've seen this happened and let me tell you, you will see true colour of someone you thought you knew but in actual facts are living in a totally different world with a different 'mask' !!!</p>
<p>Their 'heroic act' are for show. When they did not received the response they'd hope for, they turned into Snow White wicked step mother...</p>
<p>They 'literally' harassed the person that they help without even asking why!!</p>
<p>Maybe, just maybe, if they take the time to ask and compromise. </p>
<p>BUT IT'S NOT THE CASE!!!!</p>
<p>They opted to mental torturing method of  those people they've helped.</p>
<p>Again....</p>
<p>SINCERITY IS KEY.</p>
<p>I have nothing to say to this kind of human being, as I am not sure if they are human at all.</p>
<p>Till next post.</p>
<p>Peace. </p>
</div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-65893838842482710562012-07-05T10:17:00.001+08:002012-07-05T10:17:18.857+08:00A Friend In Need<br />
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this things called fandom or Kingdom of fans in my earlier post <a href="http://www.akoo-permysuri.blogspot.com/2012/06/happy-anniversary-to-elfs-all-around.html">happy anniversary to elfs all around the world</a></span><br />
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aside Kpop, I salute the fandom efforts in showing their loves and supports to
their favourite artistes make it solo singers, duets, trio or groups.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Any project
involving their favourite artiste, the admins of all active fanbases will, let
me say this proudly ---- UNITES, and they will lay out the strategy, whether it
is to push the votes in an online contest or a simple poll on various category,
for example on who is the fashion icon. <span style="font-size: x-small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Some of the online contest /polling
are listed as below :<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #009933; line-height: 115%;">www.omusicawards.com/</span><b>vote</b>/fan-army-ftw/<b>super</b>-<b>junior<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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also fans who donates money to buy rice wreath, either to be send to filming
location, press </span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">conference or concerts. An excerpt from allkpop.com</span><br />
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Korean fandoms send ‘rice wreaths’ instead of customary flower bouquets to a
celebrity’s event (concert, musical, or press conference) in order to show
their support for their favorite stars, </span></i><a href="http://www.allkpop.com/2011/08/rice-wreaths-indicate-that-k-pop-fandoms-are-becoming-more-mature" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">http://www.allkpop.com/2011/08/rice-wreaths-indicate-that-k-pop-fandoms-are-becoming-more-mature</span></i></a><i style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">”</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It’s not only sending rice wreath but there
are the fans who supported charity/donation drive for example :<span id="goog_1791742873"></span><span id="goog_1791742874"></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/"></a> an excerpt from
gokpop.com “<strong><i><span style="color: #444444;">Super Junior's Choi Siwon</span></i></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span style="color: #444444;"> </span></i></span><i><span style="color: #444444;">and
his fans manage to raise US$6,500 for West Africa. </span></i><i><span style="color: red;">You
can read further here</span></i><span style="color: #444444;"> </span><a href="http://www.gokpop.com/news/siwon-raises-us6-500-for-3rd-waves-project-with-the-help-of-fans::11485.html">http://www.gokpop.com/news/siwon-raises-us6-500-for-3rd-waves-project-with-the-help-of-fans::11485.html</a></span></div>
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example of what this fans are willing to do is in conjuction with Kim Ryeowook
or Ryeowook of Super Junior upcoming birthday 21/06, Thai ELFs has donated a
baby giraffe to Dusit Zoo in Bangkok Thailand<b> <span style="color: #0b5394;">(source Ryeowook twitter
@ryeong9)</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You see there
is nothing this fandoms will not do for their favourite artistes / group The
sense of belonging this fans has to their fandom can beat those of political
parties, and they (the political party) should be ashamed as they are not able
to pull such act.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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ELF, I may not be one from the beginning but I know one thing for sure, once a
fan will always remain a fan. ELF or Everlasting Friends, a beautiful name
indeed, everyone is Super Junior everlasting friends. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They even
wrote a song to ELFs and it is titled “Sapphire Blue – (Sowuhni Innayo)” this
is because the official colour for us ELF is Sapphire Blue and it was featured
in their second album “Don’t Don”.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There are
also fans who wrote song to their artistes/group to show gratitude, such in a
case of 2PM. Their fans had re-written one of 2PM song titled “Thank You” which
was originally written to say thanks to their legion of fans but it was
dedicated back to them by their fans. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Their fans
was singing the re-written version to them during one of their concerts in
Korea. Each and every one of the group members was in tears, fans included. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It was
posted in YOUTUBE which was a combination of fans cam and cuts from 2PM’s DSCS
DVD and for someone who is not in 2PM
fandom, I cried, yup !!, I did !!. It was beautifully written and again, I
would like to give my utmost respect to whoever was writing it. <span style="color: #cc0000;">(I managed to
watch it back in March 2012 but the the vids are no longer available though)</span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As for other
fandoms, I don’t really know much about them, but, I believe we share the same
passion, same love to our favourite artistes/groups.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">What is so
unique about this things called fandom is, the fans come from all over the
world. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Fans from
all over the world !! Let us be realistic here, these are people who are
connected to internet, they are working
adult, university / college students, secondary even primary school children. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Those who
happened to be online, will go to all possible web link related to their favourite
artistes and start to update each other and really, news travel faster especially
when we mentioned the magical word called TWITTER. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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teens years, those artistes from Hong Kong were the ones me and my friends go
crazy about. Names like Leslie Cheung, Andy Lau, Jacky Cheung, group like
Grasshopper, Beyond and few others. And during our times, there are no facebook, no
twitter, our source of info was an imported Chinese magazine, and we had to get our
classmate/schoolmate to translate to us on the articles. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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words, khau meng ahhh, toum chu, sek fan and others cantonese words, mind you,
I was in Sibu and “national” language there is Foochow.. But I did not take the
time to learn Foochow dialect as I was
so engrossed with all things Cantonese.. Ahaks…<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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to 2012, I am amazed at the amount of knowledge this new breed of teenagers had
in their “hands” on their favourite artistes /group. You can get an update as
soon as their favourite artistes arrived at the airport few days before
concerts or even before the drama or film starts shooting.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Even while
the artistes was having break, the fans manage to snap one or two photos and
update it in their twitter for other fans to see… And I mean, for fans all
around the world..<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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AMAZING INDEED!! <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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they are willing to share information, there are times, they will “fight”
especially when one claim it was originally their info and no proper credit was
given by the other fan base. BUT!! that doesn’t happened all the times as at
the end of day, their unconditional love to their favourite artistes / group will
stop the ‘fight” from continuing.</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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individuals fans, these are the people who make up the fandoms and they literally
eat, drink and breathe their favourites artistes / group.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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I forget.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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exciting info to share – my boys are preparing for their 6<sup>th</sup> full
studio album, and <i>hopefully</i> it will
be before Super Junior leader, Leeteuk serve in Military for 24 month, a must for all South Korean male. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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confirmation on the actual date as most fan base are going back and forth with
both confirmed and unconfirmed info on the album release. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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few days, esp today 19.06.2012,they are tweeting about the boys done with their
MV filming and there are also information on Kangin resuming his role as one of
Super Junior member after his release from his Military duty on 16.04.2012.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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ELF stands for Everlasting Friends,and they are Super Junior fans. Fanclub as most of you guys would called it but no, it's known amongst those kpoppers as fandom. Sounded very much like kingdom of fans, don't you think so.<br />
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This posting is dedicated to ELFs around the world for being so united, and we are talking about those ELF who are from Korea, China,Japan,Taiwan, Thailand, Vietnam,Australia, The Philipines, Singapore, Indonesia, Negara Brunei Darussalam, North &South America, England, Paris, probably the whole of Europe, Russia and of course my own country, Malaysia.
Country mentioned are those that I know are having fanbases and a very active ones with admins from all over. No kidding guys..<br />
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They used all popular social networking site, to update each other with news related to everything Super Junior. The most popular ones are Twitter, Facebook. There are also Tumblr, Wordpress, Weibo, Cyworld too.<br />
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The extensive knowledge they possessed about all things Super Junior, made me, one of the newbie felt like I had known the group from their debut days.<br />
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I laughed, I cried reading blogs posting dedicated to the Super guys. To be honest there might be grammar mistakes here and there, but do I care !! NO!!<br />
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Their loves to Super Junior surpasses language barrier, different culture even religion. They also have utmost respect to one another, they share information, they share photos (though stamped with water mark) yet, they still share it to the rest of their fellow ELFs around the world.<br />
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They even know the schedule of Super Junior group members, make it drama, variety and radio show.<br />
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Now guys, I asked you, don't you think ELFs daebak.. Yup.. they are, and I must say that I am proud to be one of them.<br />
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Before I ends this, if you are a new fan of Group Super Junior , you are going to fall so much in love with them, you need ELF to be our oxygen. No joke.<br />
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Happy 6th anniversary to ELFs. Proud to be on this kingdom of fans, proud to be in the family.<br />
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P/s : If you have Twitter, pls follow Super Junior member @siwon407, @henrylau89, @Heedictator, @ryeong9, @shfly3424, @ikmubmik, @ShinsFriends, @ special1004, @donghae861015, @GaemGyu, @Himsenkangin, @AllRiseSilver @imSMI<br />
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Also, please follow @Sup3rJunior, @EverlastingFans, @MalaysiaELF, @Minnieblues, @TwELFs, @WorldWideELFs @CassieJunior.. trust me, there are more.. but I wouldn't want to jam packed your brain with all things ELFs and Super Junior in one posting.<br />
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There are more to come... till then... Happy reading<br />
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<br />Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-78391196187231479772012-05-23T21:54:00.002+08:002012-05-24T00:37:11.063+08:00The EndLet me put an end to my previous posting on Too Young!! He eventually got engaged to the boss sister. Oh well .. Am not sad though as I've seen his true colour! He wants a good life and using fast track to good life. He wanted car and since it is provided by the company, why don't just grab the opportunity, right?? I truly wished them both the best and may their engagement ends in marriage and may their marriage last a lifetime.
The end.Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-52020799653287272212012-04-02T12:25:00.002+08:002012-04-02T12:30:46.221+08:00Crushed !!!Am I??<br /><br />Better now than later… but it is more like I have been played !!<br />FYI, I did have a cuppa with him, but though it felt right, it felt wrong at the same time..<br /><br />Why???<br />All of his interest was actually to see if he can make use of me!!!<br />I was contemplating whether I’m going to do an exciting posting like my latest two entry or just follow exactly how I felt after having a cuppa and a week of feeling used !!.<br />I go for the latter.<br /><br />I need to stay true to my feelings, to write from the heart so that my ideas will flow like a waterfall (I wish !!) and also I can be truthful to myself.<br /><br />Let me tell you the story.<br />02/02/2012 - Thursday<br />I went to see Neilly at the bakery, my so-called normal routine. My way of showing my support to a friend business.<br />She asked me “did you see him?” He went out with Chef , I said.<br />Half way through our conversation, she suddenly laughed, then she showed me text message from S,<br />“Kirim salam ngan Chinta lok, maksehhhhhhhhhhh”<br />I just said “Padah nya , nya eksen gilak “<br />And we continued with our conversation. She revealed to me some disturbing matters on her then current situation, but I am not going to mention about it here, as it is very P & C.<br />Roughly around 7.30pm, done with my tete-a- tete with Neilly, I made my way to the counter to pay for my food and drinks and bread to bring home, but S was nowhere to be seen. Oh well, Neilly did mentioned that he was shy.<br />So I told Neilly to “ Babe, kirim salam Chinta sikit lok ?!!”<br />Knowing Neilly, she went straight to the kitchen and told him, I could hear a loud noise from the kitchen then I went home.<br /><br />06/02/2012 – Monday<br />Me and my friend, Siti @Along went to the bakery as I had wanted to celebrate her birthday early and to pass her birthday gift as well. But before that, I texted Neilly through Whatsapp asking her on their bread stock for the day.<br />What I like about the bakery is, they prefer quality over quantity, they will not produce more than ten loaf of bread.<br />But… let me continue with my story ya..<br />We went there at around 4pm, but Neilly was not around as she was out buying stock for the shop, but she promised she won’t be long.<br />We carry on our conversation, then Neilly showed up. And, he showed himself too, guess he needed Neilly to be around, as his support system maybe.<br />Before we heads home, I had to wait for the staff to slice the loaf as I had specifically request for a white toast and as it is still on the cooling tray, we had to wait, and there he was standing at the counter, showing himself finally.!!!!<br />I had asked him to slice the loaf, and he was telling me, that the loaf is still hot but I insist (I was kinda flirting actually… AND newsflash he was too….)<br />So I said, “ Saya mauk Intan payung.. he made a move ala Apek Senario and dash to the kitchen to slice the loaf and then after putting it the plastic, he went out to pass the bread for me to pay all smiling.<br />Okay,… Smitten !!! both are …. ( During that particular time I supposed!!)<br />“”<br /><span style="color:#333399;"><em>Truthfully, am not in the mood to continue but none theless..<br />Next…..The story goes like this..</em><br /></span><br />We had our first ever conversation on 09/02/2012, as usual me and my friend was at the bakery to celebrate another friend birthday. We were there up until closing time which is 9 pm.<br />At about 8.40pm, I left them to continue with their conversation, while I went straight to get my bread and on my way to pay for my purchase, there he was, sitting at the counter waiting to talk to me.<br />I told him that his invitation to have a cuppa with me has got to wait (I was not ready!!!) but I could see that he was so determined , you know it was DO OR DIE things for him. He told me he needed 2 minutes of my time, so we talked in front of the counter. The main conversation was about how he wants to buy a car and was asking on the procedure, somewhere between our conversation, he was mentioning on how to apply personal loan amounting to RM40K, and how he wants to buy his dream car cash (funny don’t you think so).<br />I kept on asking him if he is seriously thinking of buying cars, and since I could not get all info as he was practically whispering, he suggested we talked outside, so I paid for my bread and went outside.<br />Then he asked me, when are we going to have our cuppa, he insisted that he can only afford to bring me to go to normal coffee shop, he was stressing the word coffee shop, I reassure him that I am ok with his venue choice up to one point when I asked him this question -> “Do I look expensive to you !!”<br /><br />And he said,yes !!!<br /><br />I told him, never put a price tag on everything you see for you might be wrong.<br /><br />I for one, never believe in buying everything expensive, it depends on what and is it really worth buying it, of course I had my own weaknesses – accessories - earrings, bracelets, rings…<br />…. But truth is people, even then I already sense something amiss.<br /><br />Nay… I’m not angry but sad that I get to be treated that way, made me wonder what did I do to deserve such treatment. Or am I blinded by all the attention.<br /><br /><span style="color:#ccffff;"><em>I cried okay</em></span>… I did!..<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>I felt cheated !!</em><br /></span>But good things is, I found out about his actual intention as soon as I finished my tea.<br />It would be hard if we actually had something and to say no.<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Truth is I don’t want to continue.. no point as the real reason on his showing all the interest merely trying his luck. To see if I would give my consent to be his guarantor to do loans.<br />So I am gonna end this post, just like this.<br /><br />Last I heard, he is dating the sister of the Bakery Owner, happy for both of them. Only wishing he is not using that opportunity to change his life for a better ones.<br />Ciao……….</span></em>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-48782915104605402612011-12-04T20:23:00.004+08:002011-12-04T22:03:51.259+08:00It was one year ago...Few close friend who read my first post Too young?? told me to bring him out..to get to know him more... <br /><br />Too fast....<br /><br />Yeap... but they meant well.<br /><br />as usual I would ask Neilly, she said, oh well<br /><br />Whatsapp message what else<br /><br />ME : Can I ask you something?<br />Neilly : Yes<br />ME : Those who read the blog, ask me to ask S.... out, Not the romantic outing, casual ones..<br />ME : I find that hard to do, Sik over ka?<br />Neilly : It depends juak where.. Mun normal place, mbak makan ajak I think should be ok..<br />ME : Lunch la nak..... But.... I do find it hard to do, plus I don't know how he would react<br />ME : The reason they ask me to do that is because, at least I can see where it goes, relationship or friendship<br />ME : For all we know nya alu takut with me<br />ME : That's the last thing I want to happen<br />ME : Since you are opening your shop soon and I know he is one of your good staff<br />Neilly : Why don't you make yourself comfortable with him first then you take him out<br />I mean you go to S..... selalu, talk to him.. make he feels comfortable talking to you.. then baruk keluar.. Coz he is a very shy guy.. nya ya cepat singkol ngan orang, omce dah comfortable, then baruk senang nak keluar<br />Neilly : I mean, that's how I look at him lah, <br />ME : That's why I ask you, you knows him.. I won't rush anyway<br />Neilly : Then kelak bila kedey dah bukak, makin senang lah you both nak communicate<br /><br />Then I asked her, whose birthday was it when he send his first salam, she couldn't remember, after which our conversation continued..<br /><br />ME : Remember I told you, I thought it was a one off crush but knowing nya still ada those crush... I appreciate that<br />ME :Really...<br /><br />Okay people, saya tok bukan jenis lemah lembut, I don't fake myself, I consider myself macam singa or lionness, Like me for me, you don't like me, there's the door.<br /><br />So for someone who had the guts to do what he did, I felt I need to let him know, I appreciate that, that's all<br /><br />Towards the end of our conversation, I went to check,when, whose birthday and which purple tops I wore..<br /><br />It was one year ago....<br /><br />I still believe in not rushing it, age might be catching up on me, but, good things come to those who waits...<br /><br />So.... till next postMounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-28993463332932334822011-12-02T09:25:00.020+08:002011-12-04T17:06:29.560+08:00Too young??Articles on MSN Life & Style dated 27/10/2011 by Zoe Zahra caught my attention.<br /><br />Are you a puma, a cheetah or a cougar?<br />We take a look at the latest trend in <strong>women dating younger men</strong>.<br /><br />Basically the articles touched on famous celebrity with their younger partner/fiance/husband, and the widest age gap is between Sam Taylor-Wood and Aaron Johnson, 23 years. As per excerpt form the articles, ""I've got a wonderful woman. I'm an old soul, and she's a young soul." <br /><br />Woww !!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeSWe5c3mt4_MUwWlmOFifdWT6-q7-S3qO8yEGhBuIMrVEmmS4sgloen4JYq9y3pDKI4UtnVrR_aPtPkwinm7zrZiXKc09DYD6W-5UckUpoD66jbkBwMlMa7rS2ChKVcVDZvKw5hq_92M/s1600/Sam+Taylor-Wood+and+Aaron+Johnson+%252823+years+gap%2529.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeSWe5c3mt4_MUwWlmOFifdWT6-q7-S3qO8yEGhBuIMrVEmmS4sgloen4JYq9y3pDKI4UtnVrR_aPtPkwinm7zrZiXKc09DYD6W-5UckUpoD66jbkBwMlMa7rS2ChKVcVDZvKw5hq_92M/s320/Sam+Taylor-Wood+and+Aaron+Johnson+%252823+years+gap%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681388677244631330" /></a><br /><br />Now, where do I begin.<br /><br />This has been bugging me for almost a month now... I was even asking a fellow blogger to check if the entry is an OK! entry..<br /><br />Hahahah.... Oh well, read the rest of the entry ok... <br /><br />Feelings …<br /><br />Feelings, nothing more than feelings…. <br /><br />I have been in this single status of mine, like, forever, so comfortable until it doesn’t cross my mind at all to look for boyfriend. Fall deeply in love, twice and to be honest, that’s it.<br /><br />Just recently found out one guy who is way younger….. like <strong>VERY YOUNG</strong>… has a crush on me.. at first I thought it was a one off feelings, but found out month later, my mere presence still made him all nervous inside. <br /><br />Perasan ! You might want say, but so was I, not until he go and told his former boss who happened to be my BFF about my presence at his new workplace, a local eatery place serving one of the best ayam penyet in town. <br /><br />It was afternoon and I was having lunch with my close friend who also happened to be my colleague. After ordering our food, we proceed to take our seat.<br /><br />Normally, I prefer to sit with my back facing the entrance, as I have the tendencies to check out people who walk in and out of the shop. But on that day, I took a seat facing the entrance, and then I saw him, and I thought, ohh... he looked familiar, AND soon after that I received Whatsapp message from my BFF, and the conversation goes like this :<br /><br />01/11/2011<br /><br />BFF – babe<br />ME – Yup<br />BFF – U at S***** **** is it?<br />ME – Ya, Y?<br />BFF – Remember my staff S********?<br />ME – I thot is was him, haha<br />BFF – Hehehe, He called me up just now<br />BFF – Telling me that you are there<br />ME – Really<br />BFF – He said nya sik sure you masih ingat dgn nya lagik or not<br />ME – Bukan nya kerja Pullman ka?<br />BFF – Kelak you balit you negur nya kelak, nya madah nya nervous!<br />BFF – Dah resign, while waiting for the shop to buka, nya kerja sia kejap<br /><br />Then I told my BFF to send my regards to him. Then later in the afternoon, I send my BFF a Whatsapp message asking if she had conveyed my salam, of course she did, then she told me that he mentioned on how embarassed he was when I was there, guess what was the other question,"Do you think she will come here again to eat?" So cute don't you think so... My BFF just reply, how would I know,then he laughed. <br /><br />So I told my BFF the eatery place he currently working with are favourites among my colleague and myself. They served the best AYAM PENYET.. at least for us.<br /><br />HAHAHAH... Jackpot!! for who !! Him?? maybe ??<br /><br />The thoughts of me, making him all nervous was flattering, and I couldn't deny the fact that it made me smile all day. So later in the evening, I called my BFF and asked her more about him, and she mentioned that whenever he message her on things, he would ask (about me) indirectly through her.. I was like, hmmmm.... Okay....<br /><br />Wow.. hihihihi..... <br /><br />Oh well let me tell you a secret ! <br />In fact ! he made a bold move months before (or was it nearly a year) by asking my BFF to convey his ‘salam’ to me, when he was still working at her old bakery shop. <br /><br />Please don't asked me if I remember the exact date? All I can remember was, we were celebrating a friend birthday, when suddenly, my BFF came from behind and tell me "Babe, my staff said " kak, kirim salam ngan orang baju ungu" <br /><br />I turn my head to see who he was, well being tall, I spot him right away.. Not bad looking okay...<br /><br />Did I pay attention !!.. Definitely not !!<br /><br />Being me,and with my URAT INGGA tebal macam Benua Asia.. I was like.. Nahhh... So wrong.. <br /><br />BUT ! <br /><br />BUT !.....<br /><br />But after the incident at the shop, I consulted few friends about this, most of them was telling me that there is no harm to going out with younger man, especially the ones who was with me on 01/11/2011.<br /><br />So, on 02/11/2011, as usual, I send my BFF a Whatsapp message, it goes like this :-<br /><br />ME : Babe<br />BFF : Yup<br />ME : Berapa umo S..... tek?<br />BFF : 23 0r 24 ?<br />ME : Bkn younger ka??<br />BFF : No lah, around dat umor nya<br />ME : HMMM.... My fren yesterday nanyak, nya itok oii, asked me to proceed<br />ME : Ada ka patut?<br />BFF : (Thumbs up sign times 3), Y not..?<br />ME : Too young la babe, but it got me thinking juak sebenarnya<br />BFF : Well, looked at Bill... Bahagia juak nya... So...<br />ME : Bill is Bill<br />ME : I'm very particular, tho I'm giving it some thots,<br />ME : AIYAKKK !!!, Bdk2 tu....<br />BFF : Just follow the flow la<br />ME : If I'm not mistaken nya thn 90 la babe, ingat sik you ask me to check his a/c<br />BFF : True, he's budak2 but den again still man thou...<br />ME : Let me think lok ehhh... Will let you know<br />BFF : No need to let me know la babe, I'm cool<br />ME : As a friend ajak to start with<br />BFF : (Thumbs up sign) <br />ME : kan I always put barrier, he is your staff<br />BFF : In the shop yes. But outside he has his own life n I never interfere<br />ME : I put that barrier !<br />BFF : Cool<br /><br />Our conversation ended at 5.31pm<br /><br />So the next day 03/11/2011, What did I do, I told my BFF to give my phone no to him (ONLY IF HE ASKED ABOUT ME, IF HE ASKED) but found out later she gave it to him anyway, not sporting lah my BFF !! hahaha<br /><br />Fast forward to 23/11/2011, I posted news on Skuad Harimau Muda on my status in FB, so my BFF saw it and commmented.. But STOP ! why suddenly Skuad harimau muda is the picture..<br /><br />Keep on reading okay...<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"Football: Khairul Wants Players To Forget Last Night's Game<br />KUALA LUMPUR, Nov 22 (Bernama) -- Olympic squad captain Khairul Fahmi Che Mat wants players to forget the SEA Games win over Indonesia last night to focus on the Olympic qualifying match against Syria tomorrow...... "<br /><br />Neilly emmm "apek", eh!! hahahaha.... sound familiar!! hehehehe... u go girl! 23 November at 14:43 · Like<br />Mona Heppp....hahaha 23 November at 15:59 · Like<br /></span><br />��<br />According to Neilly, (oooppss... she's the BFF), HE looked like Apek, Malaysian goalkeeper...<br /><br />So another Whatsapp message coming right up, you might think, why must I type all the Whatsapp conversation?? it's because, I just don't know how to actually transfer the essence of our conversation and convert them into a reading material... haihhh...<br /><br />anyway...<br /><br />ME : I imagine apek tek S..., hahahha<br />ME : Ada photo team Malaysia rah my PC, huhuhu..... <br />Neilly : Tapi nang sik dapat deny lah, nang sama muka nya duak !!!<br />ME : Haha, badan apek tough agik<br />Neilly : Dah nya main bol...<br />ME : Sapa tinggi gik, Apek 5'9, haihhhh,... correction 5'9 1/2<br />Neilly : Errr... Kelak u dirik empun measure ;-)<br />ME : Pandailah tu, masa nya lom tiba k, hahahahah<br />Neilly : Soon, tunggu kedei bukak, k... doakan kedei cepat2 bukak<br />ME : Aikkk... bukan Dec tek... Ntah2 by that time org dah ada GF, hahaha<br />ME : back to square one<br />Neilly : Eleh...So ? I dong k, kata baby alisha!! hahahahah<br />ME : Jgn (ala2 ustazah) biar kita jadi orang baik2 !<br />Neilly : Old school la you ! hahahhha<br />ME : Oh well.. tak baik kuciwa ma.... umur banyak busat ohhhh...<br />Neilly : So...<br />ME : Mok jd Adibah Noor lok.. Sik mok kawin, haiihhhh<br />Neilly : hahahah (the topic on Mr S ends at 4:42 pm) then we chit chat some more on other matters<br /><br />Then <br /><br />ME : (kimsalam ngan 'Apek' k).... ;-) at 4:49pm<br />Neilly : of coz I will convey it to him<br />ME : hahahah.... iboh jak, sian... Let it be ok...<br />Neilly : Laaa<br />ME : Kelak over gilak rupa, endak ehhhh<br />Neilly : U R so typical..<br />ME : I know, malu la babe....<br />Neilly : Laaa....<br />ME : Okaylah, sampey jak..<br />Neilly : Good girl !!!<br />ME : Penangan si Apek lah tokk....<br /><br />Well, people.... on 24/11/2011<br />ME : Babe, I pas makan di S.... tek... hahah<br />Neilly : Ada nya sia tek<br />ME : Ada<br />Neilly : :-) <br />ME : Ada sik madah my salam<br />Neilly : Ada. I sms him last nite.. he replied :-)<br />ME : Patut kawan angkat mata jak tek.., huahua<br />Neilly : Really ? Good sign, babe !<br />ME : Aikk.... sikda cakap pun good sign... I smile jak tek<br />Neilly : Nembiak ya pemalu sebenarnya.. Masa di kedei dolok i owes negur nya jangan malu gilak esp depan customer masuk, smile I said.. Nya nang penyupan babe<br />ME : sama lah mek duak, haihhhh...<br />Neilly : :-)<br />ME : ohh ya lupak tek, dah dudi bok nya ada raon rah meja you.. curi2 tgk.. haihhh<br />ME : Perasan lok !!<br />Neilly : ya nang S... la ya... Nok penyupan ya... Nang apek lah... hahaha<br />ME : So.. I sik perasan la babe...<br />Neilly : Just give a bit of response jak la.. not to obvious..<br />ME : I smile to him lah babe, nak negur nya tek, nya busy...<br />Neilly : (thumbs up sign)<br /><br /><br />I am so thankful that Neilly is so patient with me asking, can I say whining !! too...<br /><br />Hahahha...<br /><br />There's more, woahhh... my longest entry nampak !!<br /><br />I guess I was already accepting the facts that I want to give this thing a try... but somewhere along the conversation, the uneasiness feeling was taking top place in my mind, body and soul...<br /><br />ME : Babe, nak cerita bodo bodo lok<br />ME : Mun dua2 mek tok tek penyupan nak, alu sikda pa pa la babe<br />ME : hahahah.... Sekian terima kasih<br />Neilly : Mula2 nang singkol, after dat shud be ok..<br />ME : Ya.. Bila<br />ME : Yalah I malas kerjaan tok...<br />Neilly : Tunggu shop bukak<br />ME : haha... Bila ?? Eiiii... malas ehhh... really !<br />Neilly : Lewat juak ehh, 1 more month gik<br />ME : January !!!, Apek bday 07/01/89... hhahahaha<br />Neilly : hahaha<br />ME : Sian juak ngan nya...., Suruh nya carik org lain ehhh..<br />Neilly : Ok as you wish...<br />ME : TQ<br />Neilly : No prob<br />ME : Sori babe, dah nangga muka nya tek, ehhh, pandey kesian.. Don't want to give hope<br />Neilly : Ok no prob.. Nothin to be sori abt<br />ME : Now baruk I feel ok babe...<br /><br />That is not the end yet people....<br /><br />Oh man.... more !!!<br /><br />Yup.. bear with me....<br /><br />I suddenly realise I was asking all the questions, the pros and cons to all the wrong people! <br /><br />Another friend got married earlier this year, and she is 14 years older than her husband, and they are expecting their first baby in Mid December... <br /><br />So I called her on 28/11/2011, not comparing the situation but more on how she felt going out with a younger man. <br /><br />My conscience was then clear, especially when she said, when they first go out, she was not expecting any serious relationship. She took it as another date.<br /><br />Now at least, I am more relax... I was doing less thinking on how, what , who. etc<br /><br />I am going to follow the flow..<br /><br />Oh ya.. there's more.. I'm not done yet...<br /><br />01/12/2011, me and another BFF who happened to be my colleague too, went to his workplace to eat.. but not before I called him to ask whether the place was full or not (did I put there I called him, oh ya... the day I asked Neilly if she gave my phone number to him, I asked for his number also).<br /><br />But not before I called Neilly to ask how he is... <br /><br />Did I called him, of course I did, I was surprised, the conversation was actually smooth, he still call me kakak... I like that... but I can sense he is still nervous..<br /><br />So when we arrived there, I made a point, I looked for him and order the ayam penyet from him... just to break the ice bah...<br /><br />We actually were at ease with each other and of course I let him do his work. <br /><br />Anyway, just before I left, I conveyed to him Neilly's "salam"...<br /><br />Observation done by my BFF, he is still a bit shy, but more relaxed.. <br /><br />01/12/2011 My Whatsapp message<br /><br />ME : I send your regard already, babe, at least I can see he is relaxed a bit<br />Neilly : (Thumbs up sign)<br />ME : Haha, busy ehhh, at least I also feel relaxed<br />ME : I was actually finding it easier talking to him tadik, hahah<br />ME : me and my worry<br />Neilly : I told you so<br />ME : Easier also as he still call me kakak, hua hua<br />Neilly : :-)<br />ME : One thing for sure, he is polite <br />Neilly : Well.. all my boys are polite<br />ME : Good for you babe and tq for listening to my stupid whining<br />Neilly : Small matter la<br /><br /><br />So people, if he actually asked me out, should I??Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-12081881155159967332011-11-29T10:46:00.020+08:002011-12-05T18:15:41.528+08:00World Walking Day 20-11-2011<div align="left">I am supposed to do this post first, but apparently, another more interesting topic took centre stage..<br /><br />Oh well, better late then never. When Ida invited me to join World Walking day in 2010, I had to decline, as at the same time the whole staff (almost) of Corporate Banking were having their "Away Day", though it is more to training than outing, nonetheless, I had fun.<br /><br />So when she invited me to join for 2011 WWD, I immediately agree. I registered together with my other colleague, but on the actual day, I was all alone, huhu.... none of them turn up...<br /><br />Did I walk.... No.... But I had other interesting things to do...<br /><br />Here are some of it...<br /><br />The crowd<br /></div><br /><div align="left"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGfyX673YMmHHFM2KQlZ60WrMmkDBqAYqX6w48ZPw2efhbRFr_0p-nN_QeGYLIp9Mb4zG5G0vsFmhuijKzTmw0QcEdteZUTc4h97mFFo5RBjmBvk-kmZbU0sJPJuIeRvflmFfvWHF8qvI/s1600/CIMG2978.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682490801055291874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGfyX673YMmHHFM2KQlZ60WrMmkDBqAYqX6w48ZPw2efhbRFr_0p-nN_QeGYLIp9Mb4zG5G0vsFmhuijKzTmw0QcEdteZUTc4h97mFFo5RBjmBvk-kmZbU0sJPJuIeRvflmFfvWHF8qvI/s320/CIMG2978.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The MC, sorry to say la, he doesn't know how to pull the crowd !!!<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_gReNt2NP5YwPCrP4X09EF2Zi9hyhJQuTF8MXic-pPVJ2THPwNXd3qVjTtvsP9AE4hneieVkNlujP7XR_qQsFqtMSHCcUwJgOJYhwXacgvmUK23adBMABHKfOGc0EStiQk0QT9VZA17s/s1600/Picture+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682490793760353346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_gReNt2NP5YwPCrP4X09EF2Zi9hyhJQuTF8MXic-pPVJ2THPwNXd3qVjTtvsP9AE4hneieVkNlujP7XR_qQsFqtMSHCcUwJgOJYhwXacgvmUK23adBMABHKfOGc0EStiQk0QT9VZA17s/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another view of the participants </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8fiLP5MRxZNKNuYVUkbBBolAiHIAM3fGZ8W6P4mTAC6f4mg9ZNgd6KxFLCYXzvAAbHIN_96MNP8jQlnA0BZoA5DKIpS9p1i03vstu_bGUl-M6PNiYkl36fBCidPaeoVZd7HHPy_CjwlY/s1600/Picture+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682490790739362098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8fiLP5MRxZNKNuYVUkbBBolAiHIAM3fGZ8W6P4mTAC6f4mg9ZNgd6KxFLCYXzvAAbHIN_96MNP8jQlnA0BZoA5DKIpS9p1i03vstu_bGUl-M6PNiYkl36fBCidPaeoVZd7HHPy_CjwlY/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The VIP on stage, YB Datuk Zulpilip, Ybhg Datuk Abang Wahap, DBKU Mayor </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcifNwF9StHKtEfXztZU9xVmZcl6NLP_Nb8mpX9E4Icp_PBRsFttE-bhCwNmilQ_LdUZ27ZRNjXtncjwZF4KoPCtRmK-T4mFuVBueP5Rji_qC3YDryNqIhdmkRy7BCoIpY2_f5YfvNJjI/s1600/CIMG2982.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682492005869478242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcifNwF9StHKtEfXztZU9xVmZcl6NLP_Nb8mpX9E4Icp_PBRsFttE-bhCwNmilQ_LdUZ27ZRNjXtncjwZF4KoPCtRmK-T4mFuVBueP5Rji_qC3YDryNqIhdmkRy7BCoIpY2_f5YfvNJjI/s320/CIMG2982.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDZN8h844O1QEqWdY6KJoFfoMJ6WHVx7KyDjqOMJ5nPIIe-eatevhdC4JP7kpgu6-dmIx0Azg_TT2PG-a6np7okRXv3vxFxBUo7MNZMKxYUE2NrMxbHscgrW5_pn5Hn1F0-ovNeIVSrE/s1600/CIMG2981.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682492003885877362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDZN8h844O1QEqWdY6KJoFfoMJ6WHVx7KyDjqOMJ5nPIIe-eatevhdC4JP7kpgu6-dmIx0Azg_TT2PG-a6np7okRXv3vxFxBUo7MNZMKxYUE2NrMxbHscgrW5_pn5Hn1F0-ovNeIVSrE/s320/CIMG2981.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEfcO6iv3kS-MeeDz9lNfHJRiw1J2u0EUD2DCsEfcAgFmNAq6g0XSeJdsIOWKcKJZ_WM5PIt30dpUSrOLLAkdYuLicfu59zNspbC0umzgvfK7hkCk_3i5goiMLa4rGp3p_ALYkbzTwm1c/s1600/CIMG2979.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682492003102650450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEfcO6iv3kS-MeeDz9lNfHJRiw1J2u0EUD2DCsEfcAgFmNAq6g0XSeJdsIOWKcKJZ_WM5PIt30dpUSrOLLAkdYuLicfu59zNspbC0umzgvfK7hkCk_3i5goiMLa4rGp3p_ALYkbzTwm1c/s320/CIMG2979.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Aku musykil ngan nya tok, mauk sihat ka? mauk tunjuk gelang<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjiZndPDE-nacvUrhZpCNlvYdaAqyou6DdXf5Zf8zdw9rOXzzBsI9zZ3gP0xZdc_4tKRaMnesXjHmGhgC0YqsTIcybtWejCIl6XfYymqIx5kqxvuHAesIFPU8r4Zh9jBxZBl-sFejrTng/s1600/Picture+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682493565230228962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjiZndPDE-nacvUrhZpCNlvYdaAqyou6DdXf5Zf8zdw9rOXzzBsI9zZ3gP0xZdc_4tKRaMnesXjHmGhgC0YqsTIcybtWejCIl6XfYymqIx5kqxvuHAesIFPU8r4Zh9jBxZBl-sFejrTng/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Tadaa.....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKTh_VnBWRVbXCjiEHglp-toBx_DKZ_sGFTgB-jaRoIqoHvWPEvw8Hn8bWb4VkVwbONUD5qAhd_2Ng6rzyP10KhI8-a25c_qH_87U1oey_fiFLbkH7XuDHFc9ftMflde5SHIv6CLYK94/s1600/CIMG2985.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682493581629667282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKTh_VnBWRVbXCjiEHglp-toBx_DKZ_sGFTgB-jaRoIqoHvWPEvw8Hn8bWb4VkVwbONUD5qAhd_2Ng6rzyP10KhI8-a25c_qH_87U1oey_fiFLbkH7XuDHFc9ftMflde5SHIv6CLYK94/s320/CIMG2985.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><p>Satu lagi....<br /><br /></p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ene7fiHu6l_4wdhB1hBwT9_hjMvb5dXb9v2X26O-1PWjRQgyZ1VV7cGVIaEsBjEqqjevROtfUDGB-R0Fb6ue-GmMyqJvgk-qvaxckSfFncQam06vGapuA3q6kzy2jd-zL1KlBIIH0ho/s1600/CIMG2984.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682493568814557698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ene7fiHu6l_4wdhB1hBwT9_hjMvb5dXb9v2X26O-1PWjRQgyZ1VV7cGVIaEsBjEqqjevROtfUDGB-R0Fb6ue-GmMyqJvgk-qvaxckSfFncQam06vGapuA3q6kzy2jd-zL1KlBIIH0ho/s320/CIMG2984.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Aikkkk.....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi787tQSfM71rCzrFBSk_CkGvCGZx31aEl1kPI67Brxoo0uwXoUTLfyYtugQAtLWGNaw96hEFhczJEEYZ-k2AVs0IzFTOeLS8wYtBsyp6Td0ETwtbyjElLZLVA2SWukFuH0ljZ2VHU7_oE/s1600/CIMG2986.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682495197835783506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi787tQSfM71rCzrFBSk_CkGvCGZx31aEl1kPI67Brxoo0uwXoUTLfyYtugQAtLWGNaw96hEFhczJEEYZ-k2AVs0IzFTOeLS8wYtBsyp6Td0ETwtbyjElLZLVA2SWukFuH0ljZ2VHU7_oE/s320/CIMG2986.JPG" border="0" /></a> Yerdehhh.....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5tZ-xYQ7fILWRtt5Osxfirzn3sF94QYVvu_amCykXQgPt5SrgyzQMINHwTLbfUnFmhqSyg9uK5ljnF6Jt3f0bHLrVY6GWWkUXB-SYyuukRzRCi21TAvmfoo9Db94MBrCI-zQHr5__8Ng/s1600/CIMG2987.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682495200457641026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5tZ-xYQ7fILWRtt5Osxfirzn3sF94QYVvu_amCykXQgPt5SrgyzQMINHwTLbfUnFmhqSyg9uK5ljnF6Jt3f0bHLrVY6GWWkUXB-SYyuukRzRCi21TAvmfoo9Db94MBrCI-zQHr5__8Ng/s320/CIMG2987.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Alah model </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1W8wjKixKhDPgRB4ydHrRkHb58idoBv1Odt7AjrZL2NHB4OdZEYgEJdKvSFxVw_TWNzE_JtKqZBJTS2KJKBCyTo0l4nlBKuecif5cwZXrU7GAjq2j0CKT9QJiMQyejbXS90T9t6u6fKo/s1600/CIMG2988.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682495207134513170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1W8wjKixKhDPgRB4ydHrRkHb58idoBv1Odt7AjrZL2NHB4OdZEYgEJdKvSFxVw_TWNzE_JtKqZBJTS2KJKBCyTo0l4nlBKuecif5cwZXrU7GAjq2j0CKT9QJiMQyejbXS90T9t6u6fKo/s320/CIMG2988.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Yeayy...</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsbqEW1YWJvoIWeAY2X4biI0q2iafADaK7Jd8859DLfzBNEtLWqxVdz_mDPz8I870mNrC-rnfBuriYEpAq83tGSkyYpI_tKv0UxvEvP_vQud8sFO-YiWZ6JMYpNLoOaMt11N5BLHeN1k/s1600/CIMG2989.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682495219665694706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsbqEW1YWJvoIWeAY2X4biI0q2iafADaK7Jd8859DLfzBNEtLWqxVdz_mDPz8I870mNrC-rnfBuriYEpAq83tGSkyYpI_tKv0UxvEvP_vQud8sFO-YiWZ6JMYpNLoOaMt11N5BLHeN1k/s320/CIMG2989.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We are the world...<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ_oL2U99V_LM3DQ84eVqeIU8tQHzEMlpN_CYHt7ykOrkPQ-ozz39ta830Je9K7m0vQkJ9f4G_l1Qs351FJnU4CGhMuQLmosltSV5H3wtvBzZfStqDu8kUQJP820zW7fA08IJKmLt5lvM/s1600/CIMG2990.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682517083020144626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ_oL2U99V_LM3DQ84eVqeIU8tQHzEMlpN_CYHt7ykOrkPQ-ozz39ta830Je9K7m0vQkJ9f4G_l1Qs351FJnU4CGhMuQLmosltSV5H3wtvBzZfStqDu8kUQJP820zW7fA08IJKmLt5lvM/s320/CIMG2990.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Aikkk... ada drummer sesat, she is Ida's sister </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8wAqPh2R-U2Z7FjdNmhe_kDi1v87bzA6S829WHrvdG-Xr4LbTQzO3XKspJDVExFvGsyeyYsL6miAZxD8RyVhJrNhYCS_1_PqU2ghczEsk5fn34IbQuLM2YcliHPjpYRq8VN2a6yIEeo/s1600/CIMG2991.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682517078893499378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8wAqPh2R-U2Z7FjdNmhe_kDi1v87bzA6S829WHrvdG-Xr4LbTQzO3XKspJDVExFvGsyeyYsL6miAZxD8RyVhJrNhYCS_1_PqU2ghczEsk5fn34IbQuLM2YcliHPjpYRq8VN2a6yIEeo/s320/CIMG2991.JPG" border="0" /></a> One more shot<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8yP0UVr24epF14O5cXc5QlD4p52vh8D8yDfEIDw4l5QAJr2Kya_lQulZlZ6GQb395BHrykm44VG9jBJN9i2zZ_vl9j-Kdu0D0TF8uZQcD6xJ3NSUARg-UCt1dCFMJuU6o88F257292as/s1600/CIMG2992.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682517072477245394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8yP0UVr24epF14O5cXc5QlD4p52vh8D8yDfEIDw4l5QAJr2Kya_lQulZlZ6GQb395BHrykm44VG9jBJN9i2zZ_vl9j-Kdu0D0TF8uZQcD6xJ3NSUARg-UCt1dCFMJuU6o88F257292as/s320/CIMG2992.JPG" border="0" /></a> Some of the participant who had completed their walk<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7JG85tJtC-J0Np6uqXtEgPjpXLuIUYz4NQ75wGlk3BYpZXGcRh1LvZ848v8jz0vUXiyVdJD1MWrdoLCyD2wBi5hLhCf4ELZexodUJHVKb-qRMUguw5HFplveBIkUXpnrr2ZxW_KOaTO4/s1600/CIMG2993.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682517063924752386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7JG85tJtC-J0Np6uqXtEgPjpXLuIUYz4NQ75wGlk3BYpZXGcRh1LvZ848v8jz0vUXiyVdJD1MWrdoLCyD2wBi5hLhCf4ELZexodUJHVKb-qRMUguw5HFplveBIkUXpnrr2ZxW_KOaTO4/s320/CIMG2993.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Hungry.... let's eat<br /><br /></p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2HL3ur-IvMNFULfM5MUuVM7JELntSppHemA-7fdtUHbDxq8jjPGmcYbwsF6_tWhGwtVEDa6yBn2_39X4OEFrSTaA59GjWU91hrzEsgcG5mK1G-S4VFbxtGRl7sTLxoSNarSk-BgTH6Cg/s1600/CIMG2994.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682517060358985554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2HL3ur-IvMNFULfM5MUuVM7JELntSppHemA-7fdtUHbDxq8jjPGmcYbwsF6_tWhGwtVEDa6yBn2_39X4OEFrSTaA59GjWU91hrzEsgcG5mK1G-S4VFbxtGRl7sTLxoSNarSk-BgTH6Cg/s320/CIMG2994.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The next photos are unintentional but look at the two boys<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxL_hMTgL-7F4rSzg65iLVGI768aVbOndUFLk-8GC8KqM3mKrQ3d8QRmldCe3CC2n5yz51O4XARM18RaC_eO2o1Nr63v3BMdU9_jZYIa3x0wuqrtBTj7cglZFTKhd2vXzjdNFT9-fAn8/s1600/CIMG2995.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682563318467641202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxL_hMTgL-7F4rSzg65iLVGI768aVbOndUFLk-8GC8KqM3mKrQ3d8QRmldCe3CC2n5yz51O4XARM18RaC_eO2o1Nr63v3BMdU9_jZYIa3x0wuqrtBTj7cglZFTKhd2vXzjdNFT9-fAn8/s320/CIMG2995.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsln1l9yuM5Qyl1EJR2uMZ8qbZ9-C5wv4bdakEr8NbrxyZ0ByT8WxmWVC1wb6-j3raqksahEFlY6oAWXT-RVeIl_MoN2lfqkWO440UdTpfZyxYb3MPlNsFXjv-ox7I7VLqh_Aby9vPbjE/s1600/CIMG2996.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682563297301690354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsln1l9yuM5Qyl1EJR2uMZ8qbZ9-C5wv4bdakEr8NbrxyZ0ByT8WxmWVC1wb6-j3raqksahEFlY6oAWXT-RVeIl_MoN2lfqkWO440UdTpfZyxYb3MPlNsFXjv-ox7I7VLqh_Aby9vPbjE/s320/CIMG2996.JPG" border="0" /></a> Finally... Maggi satu...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ6J3ebHSOHUxt91-Owslf463S9BBajJ7-_vywXelhe74X8zyeo3Ge9jMXnRoAwHPqW2ypjdN6mORtzsIWgs5MUAaA7z_Pw2B0ldpYd11SUuobL3lgXINgJnZw9DiHuQNf4HxB-eRcyCY/s1600/CIMG2997.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682563292427500674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ6J3ebHSOHUxt91-Owslf463S9BBajJ7-_vywXelhe74X8zyeo3Ge9jMXnRoAwHPqW2ypjdN6mORtzsIWgs5MUAaA7z_Pw2B0ldpYd11SUuobL3lgXINgJnZw9DiHuQNf4HxB-eRcyCY/s320/CIMG2997.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Some more arriving </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6PKL1yYJFftJeMFk63TNCit_qm_0Cmu7ldXqRu8qVtc7gVD8TQHT9VagNVQmlYyRAbz2L1ALqlqzMvxH6TLQh5V5jhDRVS8d3620fchXH1i_R7ZLmjh3eYdxvm2yluzdI7QS-nwRTgs4/s1600/CIMG2998.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564051937701058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6PKL1yYJFftJeMFk63TNCit_qm_0Cmu7ldXqRu8qVtc7gVD8TQHT9VagNVQmlYyRAbz2L1ALqlqzMvxH6TLQh5V5jhDRVS8d3620fchXH1i_R7ZLmjh3eYdxvm2yluzdI7QS-nwRTgs4/s320/CIMG2998.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbZhwswhgQvwQn0MaOuSVkNNutFZhWim4KvJzADqTCrYaF-srlTiaQ7Eys30vbd_4AtADoPXhQXfs0DthSYE_cilvkqzewGscZE-cMOkZM_R7MdOyyYESeo99Yrgi5vs_iMmVR30e_njY/s1600/CIMG2999.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564025507231522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbZhwswhgQvwQn0MaOuSVkNNutFZhWim4KvJzADqTCrYaF-srlTiaQ7Eys30vbd_4AtADoPXhQXfs0DthSYE_cilvkqzewGscZE-cMOkZM_R7MdOyyYESeo99Yrgi5vs_iMmVR30e_njY/s320/CIMG2999.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ida : So?? How was it??<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVP4YQj9T4dQQCqIATMpqMgeC2M6OC4oWaQsk93e7bYCJdJHuarREKe1v6IZENDfgTIjWw5ZqNOrmJMmyagwsAnGcDIMFDk8_yNe7CL9iqBaVLpZhqyia_fyFLUoGrRyilIsZkXUE4KJM/s1600/CIMG3000.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564017202689522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVP4YQj9T4dQQCqIATMpqMgeC2M6OC4oWaQsk93e7bYCJdJHuarREKe1v6IZENDfgTIjWw5ZqNOrmJMmyagwsAnGcDIMFDk8_yNe7CL9iqBaVLpZhqyia_fyFLUoGrRyilIsZkXUE4KJM/s320/CIMG3000.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Woman : oklah.. no more kids programme ka? My daughter wants to join ma..<br /></p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoi7s0T35hmewCcCgyhOblu34MlRa7AbGueOxRdS34A9fEPme6heh39ThSrW6qDEGhIWNQK27qIW-u0eAVTMH_MACrg3PIs0dkNIDkAYa1R5h0Luba8UwPoAk-D_c7vspDrY-RLq0gsbI/s1600/CIMG3001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564732184830498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoi7s0T35hmewCcCgyhOblu34MlRa7AbGueOxRdS34A9fEPme6heh39ThSrW6qDEGhIWNQK27qIW-u0eAVTMH_MACrg3PIs0dkNIDkAYa1R5h0Luba8UwPoAk-D_c7vspDrY-RLq0gsbI/s320/CIMG3001.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p></p><br /><p>Anyone heard of Finding Morgan ?? I know I don't ! </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_YQ3i-xLTHLTEz5cFl3ZdRGExu3YHM_wdCcl1Saa8t91lo8vTaqkwd7frjLF4ZD8K0IgzEZA70jGg9gjK-AASE-y8IESFaL8NTG-KArX11A4ZTxHUmNoG7YH9nd3RACSVyLPUhS11DSY/s1600/CIMG3002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564725260565570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_YQ3i-xLTHLTEz5cFl3ZdRGExu3YHM_wdCcl1Saa8t91lo8vTaqkwd7frjLF4ZD8K0IgzEZA70jGg9gjK-AASE-y8IESFaL8NTG-KArX11A4ZTxHUmNoG7YH9nd3RACSVyLPUhS11DSY/s320/CIMG3002.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Everybody was so hungry, within minutes, the queue reaches the other side of the tent<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwI8eg4ejapNk7MNDDQPaK9YA-hi4uSfxlXtD_QsiGLDZfF9HOkfhUly14EOxMOf0vuI3XmJUb6Xty_0FvsCvjNYhBEACXtAMOFLabZSWkgsnHAZNZxSnAvncd_zZdHKnGA4cNjO2UGA/s1600/CIMG3003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564722157306034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwI8eg4ejapNk7MNDDQPaK9YA-hi4uSfxlXtD_QsiGLDZfF9HOkfhUly14EOxMOf0vuI3XmJUb6Xty_0FvsCvjNYhBEACXtAMOFLabZSWkgsnHAZNZxSnAvncd_zZdHKnGA4cNjO2UGA/s320/CIMG3003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivWSk30M7Vf0njXZWD1KZiyNQ4MGbaTozhsWmqLACBKokypcHqmDkPOmsgPiwyN0Toq_7SZX5_utTkuPv_hrbSfs9Ddr0TmxFN1ESwXr7bZwpTfPQr-rL-hnHYMYfAplXH2GwRrRklOt0/s1600/CIMG3004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682568037725326626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivWSk30M7Vf0njXZWD1KZiyNQ4MGbaTozhsWmqLACBKokypcHqmDkPOmsgPiwyN0Toq_7SZX5_utTkuPv_hrbSfs9Ddr0TmxFN1ESwXr7bZwpTfPQr-rL-hnHYMYfAplXH2GwRrRklOt0/s320/CIMG3004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlsOoa5HoeU_z1WrUIDxN-qmp39dbSgHmG-X7LE3iXlbamXOQfd9NekKp6BJ2Dg6WqIjqCBfyh6D8oW9kU-TCUsIUo2Q6hBI0OE7Ou2v1GvJWRBozxv4BbZUOj7T58MGm2JRgOBAWma2c/s1600/CIMG3005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682568012041175602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlsOoa5HoeU_z1WrUIDxN-qmp39dbSgHmG-X7LE3iXlbamXOQfd9NekKp6BJ2Dg6WqIjqCBfyh6D8oW9kU-TCUsIUo2Q6hBI0OE7Ou2v1GvJWRBozxv4BbZUOj7T58MGm2JRgOBAWma2c/s320/CIMG3005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCaz4Mh55FRdeUUEfjN_7XQQK4YIjqDFNUV6NZrwo3E0AERVZ6Uio2EhKWAXFwPQ_32InBKdsI8C3Ah-vzbOROWSfmIGS4RalUZ6uNeSxPfKEPx-8kaFbKFInYb9wkh6hojiCnBT2tYdY/s1600/CIMG3006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682567971037424466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCaz4Mh55FRdeUUEfjN_7XQQK4YIjqDFNUV6NZrwo3E0AERVZ6Uio2EhKWAXFwPQ_32InBKdsI8C3Ah-vzbOROWSfmIGS4RalUZ6uNeSxPfKEPx-8kaFbKFInYb9wkh6hojiCnBT2tYdY/s320/CIMG3006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The syok sendiri singer, sorry to say. </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbaHDcx9q8uOFQhAJT64aC1NWFPLUWk2rU1EZiwQq370yUHLTW5DwVXr9oBnrp2hBg-2pC6y15qaM1G8PI80yWsm2cMsjpBdFO56gpKBuEwgNw9rX9596_ZLCqRGt6UOfYzIhShyphenhyphenwf-b8/s1600/CIMG3007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682569226448269186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbaHDcx9q8uOFQhAJT64aC1NWFPLUWk2rU1EZiwQq370yUHLTW5DwVXr9oBnrp2hBg-2pC6y15qaM1G8PI80yWsm2cMsjpBdFO56gpKBuEwgNw9rX9596_ZLCqRGt6UOfYzIhShyphenhyphenwf-b8/s320/CIMG3007.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p>I spotted a helicopter </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEholBIRXglb1dzoQf3YamXQa20rPW13iNWYDQN0QOLuLufXav0pA7AGMc1aQ6855Oe8zVls_XFqC5MbQ0CEQ57e289jNzalEvj_7anw2WqTWGOXu5WidN9af5nr-SAXdOFpa6VGdaU2fd8/s1600/CIMG3008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682569215826900850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEholBIRXglb1dzoQf3YamXQa20rPW13iNWYDQN0QOLuLufXav0pA7AGMc1aQ6855Oe8zVls_XFqC5MbQ0CEQ57e289jNzalEvj_7anw2WqTWGOXu5WidN9af5nr-SAXdOFpa6VGdaU2fd8/s320/CIMG3008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCVVc-50IaMf93ls-yKcca8o977NcCZ-PUemLuN4JstHsjtN2BbLVypgZgffSoUEs1ut-w24gTWHJ7lK1eHe_kiMQ3ZQDwEm5NYrIVrZ6kTK81n3KzQ9OmgBoVg260prO081F6qb09Aj8/s1600/CIMG3009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682569215126621122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCVVc-50IaMf93ls-yKcca8o977NcCZ-PUemLuN4JstHsjtN2BbLVypgZgffSoUEs1ut-w24gTWHJ7lK1eHe_kiMQ3ZQDwEm5NYrIVrZ6kTK81n3KzQ9OmgBoVg260prO081F6qb09Aj8/s320/CIMG3009.JPG" border="0" /></a> Don't ask why I snapped this photo<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKMsrwWidxXkk8bdDurDnn3UA0G_qfDX31tB3X6uVNP4EZcCB9KGEqPMuHaAlEur8KHNJI-WthTlwrL9XBLAIGBCZ7PRZJGdplGu2DN7lVqc064c8UJOAtWV73aS4SiUXde95wIjCwWKE/s1600/Picture+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682571155330601442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKMsrwWidxXkk8bdDurDnn3UA0G_qfDX31tB3X6uVNP4EZcCB9KGEqPMuHaAlEur8KHNJI-WthTlwrL9XBLAIGBCZ7PRZJGdplGu2DN7lVqc064c8UJOAtWV73aS4SiUXde95wIjCwWKE/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Ida and her classmate</p><br /><p><br /></p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj12gYp_5lt95Yj9oija84UyRIgU82wc9lT_XHkDIdoha7gJ22OM4hGxWL4ErcBBPxjrTyPMWF0FMEryrsyNc85mVnvaamA6NKZ9hr2ff8oMq5aolaJWcjilkMyHvg_orMvaIYHkP7Emrc/s1600/Picture+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682571146591706658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj12gYp_5lt95Yj9oija84UyRIgU82wc9lT_XHkDIdoha7gJ22OM4hGxWL4ErcBBPxjrTyPMWF0FMEryrsyNc85mVnvaamA6NKZ9hr2ff8oMq5aolaJWcjilkMyHvg_orMvaIYHkP7Emrc/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-hDKePIx7WMJ3oaABu6pzo5f5fmPQwmhRXetlw6qZUfShDXpwuv04k-U7gqzNEVBfcWOq73AS-cZUKod_PvDtO9p9uF_pxtpaTAKZCyTSEbKwVkTbGdn7-6DDo7rYYyO5kGzvdjuJPs/s1600/Picture+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682571135697278706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-hDKePIx7WMJ3oaABu6pzo5f5fmPQwmhRXetlw6qZUfShDXpwuv04k-U7gqzNEVBfcWOq73AS-cZUKod_PvDtO9p9uF_pxtpaTAKZCyTSEbKwVkTbGdn7-6DDo7rYYyO5kGzvdjuJPs/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /></a> Till next post...</p><br /><p><br /><br /><br /></p>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-40236237652376263172011-04-04T20:45:00.001+08:002011-04-04T20:52:37.785+08:00Helo peepsHelo peeps, <br /><br />Been neglecting the blog, like so long, but soon, I'll be active again..<br /><br />Mukadimah jak dolok k.<br /><br />Till then....see yaMounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-81880667394145752282009-09-12T04:49:00.030+08:002009-09-12T13:37:10.254+08:00Sungkey at BCCK<div>11-09-2009, Friday.</div><div><div><br /></div><div>Mimi and Shaf are friends I met thru cyber as we share the same interest, we are Amirul AF4 fans though Shaf was more on being the admin of Amirul forum, a job she took when she was still a student in Japan. She had since moved to Kuching as she is working here now.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mimi came back to Kuching in May and Borneo Convention Centre Kuching is where she works now. We had made plan to break our fast together before both "balik kampung" for Hari Raya as Shaf is from Kajang, whereas Mimi is from Matu, a small district in Sarawak.</div><div><br /></div><div>Borneo Convention Centre Kuching or in short BCCK, is not fully operational yet, as some area are still under construction, not the major ones though.</div><div><br /></div><div>I had asked Shaf to pick me up in the office and she arrive around 5.40pm. We made our way to BCCK and arrive there at around 6 pm. We had hard time looking for parking space as during that time we weren't sure whether the parking space below can be used or not. So I called Mimi and she told us to park at the parking space located at the ground floor.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mimi met us downstairs and she accompany us to first floor. The funny things is, Shaf noticed Mimi shoes first as she is a fan of shoes.</div><div><br /></div><div>We made our way up and we asked Mimi is it's okay for us to look around. She brought us to banquet hall which can opened up to accomodate 5,000 guest at one time. On a normal event, the banquet hall can be divided to four hall. There are fourteen meeting rooms and it can accomodate up to 30 peoples at one time.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div>1) These are meeting rooms no. 2 to 5</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaaM-uRc_QJVU-NU8WMfOX8PbhwLLOZNHfChiJMQs4E1ma1AOhHJnDLj0JWOwcpiEeOM2CTfLdEmPaMWFVCkUH3qOn2Gk8EllRB5WwQicNqFDu5QRJJfsweNGv5pUGiU-Bp5XSFlNV2w/s1600-h/CIMG0003+(2).JPG"><span><span></span></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaaM-uRc_QJVU-NU8WMfOX8PbhwLLOZNHfChiJMQs4E1ma1AOhHJnDLj0JWOwcpiEeOM2CTfLdEmPaMWFVCkUH3qOn2Gk8EllRB5WwQicNqFDu5QRJJfsweNGv5pUGiU-Bp5XSFlNV2w/s320/CIMG0003+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380312672794995970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /><div><br /><div>2) These are the side entrance to the halls</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNi_UdP0RTXqAalI5QbKQdS1HtaQIOTPE-TcGNguWBqu8TJG_D1un8rQHoLJ6elKh9Vu2sjs5_a_exXhFDc6yAVefq_80ZjH2glCRgOaD-0qgbLO2oaWC2OGrTnXi5dmotUA9eS4iUlTM/s1600-h/CIMG0002+(2).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNi_UdP0RTXqAalI5QbKQdS1HtaQIOTPE-TcGNguWBqu8TJG_D1un8rQHoLJ6elKh9Vu2sjs5_a_exXhFDc6yAVefq_80ZjH2glCRgOaD-0qgbLO2oaWC2OGrTnXi5dmotUA9eS4iUlTM/s320/CIMG0002+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380312666656162914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>3) An inside look of the meeting room</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihUZ307Kpk3Sf7tGY5wNB5SHIdFDfDTi_o1FipzKT80bV_q63sk6Z9qumplpD-Lfn7HyYGe72VLDIX5kUd02WH_FAdrAxgM2RZ1z7rp3YmutEAHA49Z4OvANmdzt8HF9dmdkx7ISw4fC0/s1600-h/CIMG0001+(2).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihUZ307Kpk3Sf7tGY5wNB5SHIdFDfDTi_o1FipzKT80bV_q63sk6Z9qumplpD-Lfn7HyYGe72VLDIX5kUd02WH_FAdrAxgM2RZ1z7rp3YmutEAHA49Z4OvANmdzt8HF9dmdkx7ISw4fC0/s320/CIMG0001+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380312658835950322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>4) A very interesting way to break your fast. There are "kurma", prune, pistachio, and etc</div><div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhca4USiSIFZYn2-V2nhhrjk5174E3WdSfyJWmhc86M7hzUTOtjjgwAUgIPzwnK4lUVqzBv8A-uvmswRcLw3Kd4zgfUYDvp4-tVId8MnHGXOB2LPCyxJzMYn7-Vr6v7LrxMlwjQP4UkdmU/s1600-h/CIMG0005+(3).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhca4USiSIFZYn2-V2nhhrjk5174E3WdSfyJWmhc86M7hzUTOtjjgwAUgIPzwnK4lUVqzBv8A-uvmswRcLw3Kd4zgfUYDvp4-tVId8MnHGXOB2LPCyxJzMYn7-Vr6v7LrxMlwjQP4UkdmU/s320/CIMG0005+(3).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380314404168932338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>5) From another angle</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH-y44bHp4Sk6ZXq2Uv6mdGG5SkzjAh7xrz-yoJcklvV9YZBsVfE9gdBKYVoA-r8tm9uhJmd6nKbGh7rjaasTc7KGJbIaSJqNxMWbiJZmk2lmC7ELnGu5Bbhqzb2UR1dGzKTJ0QWQY9_U/s1600-h/CIMG0004+(2).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH-y44bHp4Sk6ZXq2Uv6mdGG5SkzjAh7xrz-yoJcklvV9YZBsVfE9gdBKYVoA-r8tm9uhJmd6nKbGh7rjaasTc7KGJbIaSJqNxMWbiJZmk2lmC7ELnGu5Bbhqzb2UR1dGzKTJ0QWQY9_U/s320/CIMG0004+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380314400045496546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>6) Traditional "kuih"</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWYEe-uv7PPvuCrCy_VwZS2qCUXEPJdkQu-zx-ZF27T5xZOg8VriPJN4OCXVKTm2w9XE77bVowcLDiNBq0PuxMyBwTjB3KuXxTWrdle8ZHfUXRZZ5ISSz8goKfj__nNTvWQDfpD_IXnU/s1600-h/CIMG0006+(3).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWYEe-uv7PPvuCrCy_VwZS2qCUXEPJdkQu-zx-ZF27T5xZOg8VriPJN4OCXVKTm2w9XE77bVowcLDiNBq0PuxMyBwTjB3KuXxTWrdle8ZHfUXRZZ5ISSz8goKfj__nNTvWQDfpD_IXnU/s320/CIMG0006+(3).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380316734553763794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>7) Some of the kuih served</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMFESQcduCYGtKyhRdv69h9UWWOX0Ud8rTJADhvjvAuoDWlwXfziTacMCwHQlXBHbrsx203LVY_P16-fapEODE0tgZsWBbUWy_RIPQdqsWzjckVR7-KqylOxyqUqxuBiqEDymVPwZeLNk/s1600-h/CIMG0011.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMFESQcduCYGtKyhRdv69h9UWWOX0Ud8rTJADhvjvAuoDWlwXfziTacMCwHQlXBHbrsx203LVY_P16-fapEODE0tgZsWBbUWy_RIPQdqsWzjckVR7-KqylOxyqUqxuBiqEDymVPwZeLNk/s320/CIMG0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380314423653322610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>8) Chocolate fountain</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrQiFQsNWSirc9YigtVK31E5ySI6GT-PjFI88lpZ7Vnn0ldtJvv3wk4AwgAtTmsUmt7IklwH0eW6w7fwEe5nRFB1uJ7qNYk_yBiqvUPxX95Zq1SNZVIwxtHIaPY3NROmOotzWP-WMAKQ/s1600-h/CIMG0009.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrQiFQsNWSirc9YigtVK31E5ySI6GT-PjFI88lpZ7Vnn0ldtJvv3wk4AwgAtTmsUmt7IklwH0eW6w7fwEe5nRFB1uJ7qNYk_yBiqvUPxX95Zq1SNZVIwxtHIaPY3NROmOotzWP-WMAKQ/s320/CIMG0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380314417438374226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>9) Me, Mimi and Shaf</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyFEn7NRYTVME0K4QzDJG-0TJgFakiJUwJABHlmxhyphenhyphen2WgT2kM0fXGe7fUKrMlYqSMajvVaE2UNU-DymQ5yOV3f3Oc3LASoQOv4h58edvhuZbZNc-jWZ2rzPbzEkxtc3kG5utxMudmRebA/s1600-h/CIMG0008+(2).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyFEn7NRYTVME0K4QzDJG-0TJgFakiJUwJABHlmxhyphenhyphen2WgT2kM0fXGe7fUKrMlYqSMajvVaE2UNU-DymQ5yOV3f3Oc3LASoQOv4h58edvhuZbZNc-jWZ2rzPbzEkxtc3kG5utxMudmRebA/s320/CIMG0008+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380314411272140418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>10) Cakes</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj96hISkKiD42gkVz-lK3bnUrICFUDGokW_J9tEj6pIa9IDhnZvno_HoTqY_2CqqT_oMTzu-HR9bK-ImxN-aJDogB5g0eBL-yZx30goyx664nfPUKf_VqJ8Ng-M0UL6ZxKGxisSJXsHwzI/s1600-h/CIMG0012.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj96hISkKiD42gkVz-lK3bnUrICFUDGokW_J9tEj6pIa9IDhnZvno_HoTqY_2CqqT_oMTzu-HR9bK-ImxN-aJDogB5g0eBL-yZx30goyx664nfPUKf_VqJ8Ng-M0UL6ZxKGxisSJXsHwzI/s320/CIMG0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380316762491402786" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>11) BCCK name was carved on the watermelon. Food carving techniques which I give my salute to the Chef.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVA6BAypd3doqqd7f4YErdQsbWndV-4t875L1LDwp1k2RV5XDwi_xVxdOGxg94AYJQyXW_EuidWszqgkcaiQnku9BQvbmTJIc3qEj-AJ3CPBGHFrSAa7vZVQ1ITbHxptfNYj-ShutFj-s/s1600-h/CIMG0014.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVA6BAypd3doqqd7f4YErdQsbWndV-4t875L1LDwp1k2RV5XDwi_xVxdOGxg94AYJQyXW_EuidWszqgkcaiQnku9BQvbmTJIc3qEj-AJ3CPBGHFrSAa7vZVQ1ITbHxptfNYj-ShutFj-s/s320/CIMG0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380325586762685954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>12) Another fruit deco</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIJVlj1LU3FFwpV4W5vloc4L1SKEYXCfJj2LXt3EScK2hqSYDKbl02YnQafggSXqYE4jxeeqvjD6_kMBNkF0WFw4NgwOkXwZhKZTXx5vK7QV103z7mQWyIHSuOuTS-NLWf5_WyRUGzIM/s1600-h/CIMG0015+(2).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIJVlj1LU3FFwpV4W5vloc4L1SKEYXCfJj2LXt3EScK2hqSYDKbl02YnQafggSXqYE4jxeeqvjD6_kMBNkF0WFw4NgwOkXwZhKZTXx5vK7QV103z7mQWyIHSuOuTS-NLWf5_WyRUGzIM/s320/CIMG0015+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380325595927533026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /><div>13) Nice....</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWaAiSDQ_GkxGn9Mj6Pla5K-XMP0DtFvHv11ZQk1hyIh0016fNiYYSNB6TF-mSWzvrT9tThRo-z6_IGjP_sDoVEnuZgkC_rc_2lBYEbnfgpitQhreUAoLgZuv1wGjLbYQvMEuPhr249Ko/s1600-h/CIMG0016+(2).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWaAiSDQ_GkxGn9Mj6Pla5K-XMP0DtFvHv11ZQk1hyIh0016fNiYYSNB6TF-mSWzvrT9tThRo-z6_IGjP_sDoVEnuZgkC_rc_2lBYEbnfgpitQhreUAoLgZuv1wGjLbYQvMEuPhr249Ko/s320/CIMG0016+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380325605255870866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><br /></div><div>14) BCCK (Borneo Convention Centre Kuching)</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC4rCz6ZZssO00flzbpmtKl7pC-KZoh221v-KZjwcyHFMoQIjnPTPB0h3G3nccVazLK-qgYZOrOi_-VEKRtwOGGJRW3VvYCDDDBOFLjK3Vrnkgob75F7BPL1aCdSzc-GtWRH9KpriD1WU/s1600-h/CIMG0019+(2).JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC4rCz6ZZssO00flzbpmtKl7pC-KZoh221v-KZjwcyHFMoQIjnPTPB0h3G3nccVazLK-qgYZOrOi_-VEKRtwOGGJRW3VvYCDDDBOFLjK3Vrnkgob75F7BPL1aCdSzc-GtWRH9KpriD1WU/s320/CIMG0019+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380325606918063314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div><div>We went back at 10.30 pm and we are the last guest to leave. Oh well we enjoyed ourselves and I have to say, these two are among those people that I get along well with. I just hope our friendship last forever. InsyaAllah.<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div>Shaf is going back to Kajang on the 16th of September, whereas Mimi is going back to Matu on 18th of September. </div><div><br /></div><div>We may be having another session next tuesday, but that pending another friend availability to come. </div><div><br /></div><div>So see ya next time folks.</div><div><br /></div><div>P/S : Last day for Ramadan Buffet at BCCK is on the 15th of September, so grab the chance to go there k</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Ciao</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-26663739776644489972009-09-10T20:12:00.002+08:002009-09-10T22:55:59.924+08:00Counting days to Hari Raya<div><a href="http://Counting days to Hari Raya">Hari raya</a> is just few days away and I bet everyone is busy preparing for it. </div><div><br /></div><div>Me, no. Seriously NO.. especially this year.<div><br /></div><div>A lot of things happened and it really kills the mood, plus Mom is going to Pahang on the third day of raya. She's celebrating with my aunt, who recently lost her husband to long sickness and to be with my youngest brother as he won't be celebrating with us this year.</div><div><br /></div><div>Dad as usual, MIA. </div><div><br /></div><div>It has been 12 years since he left us for another woman. Any other reason for me to celebrate Hari Raya.. I'd say no.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I'm not stopping you guys out there to celebrate ya...</div><div><br /></div><div>Let me share with you my favourites Hari raya songs, there are <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1NtH6pzA-dM">Saloma</a> "Selamat Hari Raya", <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2f8Fzo7OO_U">Aman Shah</a> "Kepulangan Yang Dinanti",<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5a54-epS988">Mamat Exist</a> "Ku Pohon Restu Ayah Bonda", <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yyhFOV1TDsY">Aishah</a> "Pulanglah", <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oKxEfdOtt_A">Dayangku Intan</a> "Senandung Hari Raya Untukmu", <a href="http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZ9gASxy8FI">Noorkumalasari</a> "Pulang Di Hari Raya". </div><div><br /></div><div>See you next entry people..................</div><div><br /></div><div>Credit to : xBadomx, TrulyUnforgettable for the Youtube link..</div></div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-54358157057453510702009-09-07T22:04:00.003+08:002009-09-07T22:52:56.422+08:00PuasaPuasa or Posa as Sarawakian would say it.. <div><br /></div><div>Some will start berpuasa when they reach 7 years old, some earlier, some later. Me, I can't recall when exactly did I start fasting. I know it is fasting time, when Mom will ask us not to take our usual afternoon bath which we have to take everytime we got back from school. You see, I went to school by truck, police truck to be exact, imagine when everyone is in the truck, OMG, the sweat, the after school smell, mind you, it's not Issey Miyake smell... No... No...</div><div><br /></div><div>But then, we still have to wash our own uniform eventhough we can't bathe, as we only have one at that time. Oh well, Mom did that on purpose as she doesn't want us to drink while taking our bath.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Pelik right? I always questioned my mom action, WHY??? </div><div><br /></div><div>I can break my fast behind her back anytime... hehehhehe (devil grin)</div><div><br /></div><div>I did that once. Eksyen nak check air, terus minum, hahahhaha.... but I continue fasting after that (I didn't tell my mom of course)</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway... that was ages ago.......</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, dah besar, dah tua bangka kata orang, surely I won't be doing the "curi-curi minum" right..</div><div><br /></div><div>I observe fasting month as the best muslim I could, I'm not saying that it is hard to fast, but there are Terms and Conditions tagged to fasting or the only thing we will get at the end of day is just plain hunger and thirst. I don't want that, and I believe you don't want that too right.</div><div><br /></div><div>Puasa is about cleansing our mind, body and soul. </div><div><br /></div><div>I used to break my fast in the evening by drinking "tonnes" of water, but now dah insaf... hahha</div><div>ne dapat nak makan mun dah kenyang aik nak.... </div><div><br /></div><div>I ran out of ideas dah... see you next entry...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-32098123029888720662009-09-03T20:47:00.003+08:002009-09-03T22:35:49.633+08:00Accident. Almost.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.picturesof.net/_images/Multiple_Car_Pile_Up_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_081110-003418-339042.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 41px;" src="http://www.picturesof.net/_images/Multiple_Car_Pile_Up_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_081110-003418-339042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">It was raining heavily around 5 something today. Around 5.40pm, I went to my car, start the engine and drive.<br /><br />But, instead of using my normal route, I used the ones to Rubber road and turn right after the traffic light.<br /><br />I consider myself a good driver and I trust only my driving ok.<br /><br />Then it happened.<br /><br />I was on the Satok bridge, in front of me there's this white kancil, and traffic jam as usual..I had wanted to brake but guess what, instead of stopping I made a 180 degree turn with my car facing the right side (from Satok area).<br /><br />Luckily I didn't stop in the middle of the double line, it couldn't been worse. Want to know what comes to mind, nothing.<br /><br />If the car behind me were fast, I won't be telling you this as I will be hospitalised. Alhamdulillah.<br /><br />I manage to gain my composure, turn my car and drive back home. My hand was shaking all the way but Alhamdulillah it didn't affect my driving.<br /><br />I have to say I was lucky in the sense that nobody was rushing to go back. Alhamdulillah.<br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-9315197069021750562009-09-03T00:09:00.002+08:002009-09-03T00:54:01.483+08:00I lost it ...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ExXoZqWOEtlNJM:http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JR-bV2fkxc/R2a6yyyAHQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NkXj2OXOaJo/s400/heart_cloud.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ExXoZqWOEtlNJM:http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JR-bV2fkxc/R2a6yyyAHQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NkXj2OXOaJo/s400/heart_cloud.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Lost? What did I lose?<br /><br />My heart.<br /><br />I'm heartless guys, I really am.<br /><br />Sad? What's that?<br /><br />Well I'm not gon cry,<br />I'm not gon cry,<br />I'm not gon shed no tears<br />No, I'm not gon cry,<br />it's not the time<br />cuz you're not worth my tears<br />Well I'm not gon cry,<br />I'm not gon cry,<br />I'm not gon shed no tears<br />No, I'm not gon cry,<br />it's not the time,<br />cuz you're not worth my tears<br /><br />it actually part of Mary J Blige songs.<div><br /></div><div>But that actually describe me, especially with what is happening then and now.<br /><br /><br />Happy? Hmmmmm........... I still can feel it, or did I fake it... I don't really know.<br /><br />I don't think I want to look for my lost heart now, I am in a mission to make things right and I don't need it now.<br /><br />Explaination is not needed.</div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-48126515218178531822009-09-01T00:20:00.003+08:002009-09-01T01:03:46.748+08:00Serious thinking...I had just started my new blog about a week ago. It is called Kakkoii or cool in Japanese language. I had asked my friend who is a lecturer in Unimas for the names, as she went to Japan to study.<div><br /></div><div>It is more for me to do my small business plus, everyone seems to do their business via the internet nowadays. I have to admit, it is the cheapest and easiest. I finally found my business style. </div><div><br /></div><div>You see, I was in MLM marketing for few years. It was a good company, but I guess I don't really like the ideas of going around town looking for your business prospect aka downline, I'm not saying the product or the business plan sucks but, if I myself CAN'T convince myself, how am I going to convince others to join me as my downline. Most of the times, I don't get the idea at all. That is my perfect melancholy doing their analysing and assessing. Too much sometimes and it gets me nowhere.</div><div><br /></div><div>However, ever since I got myself a laptop and broadband, I spent most of time in front of my "lappy" browsing. First few month was spent in Facebook, updating status, photos even blogging through Facebook Notes applications. Then, I was not really thinking of starting any business, more on using Facebook to look for old friends.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, I know how powerful the internet in helping small business owner to promote and market their products. Imagine this, you don't have to look for shop to display your items, you just need a good digital camera, irregardless what brand, snap2, upload and "walla" you're done. Great isn't it. </div><div><br /></div><div>I asked for feedback from friends and colleague on how to make my blog interesting. In fact this is a new template, as one of my colleague was mentioned on how dark this blog was then.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh well, just for info, this goes to whoever is reading this... Kakkoii!! blog, is not only selling second hand accesories, but soon you will see other cool stuff as well. Just keep on checking the blog ya... I'm telling you, you're gonna loved it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Got to sign off now. See you guys in my next entry.</div><div><br /></div><div>Till then</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Mounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105540351628557639.post-33790885088584725312009-08-31T15:26:00.000+08:002009-08-31T15:31:57.557+08:00Just a self reminderApa yang baik, belum tentu benar. <br />Apa yang benar, belum tentu baik. <br />Apa yang bagus, belum tentu berharga. <br />Apa yang berharga atau berguna, belum tentu bagus.<br /><br />Fikiran dan mulut merupakan suatu kombinasi. <br />Semakin banyak kita berbicara tentang diri sendiri, <br />semakin banyak pula kemungkinan kita untuk berbohong. <br />Jika kita tidak dapat menjadi orang pandai, <br />jadilah orang yang baik.<br />Lidah kita yang menentukan siapa kita.<br /><br />Jika kejahatan di balas kejahatan, maka itu adalah dendam. <br />Jika kebaikan dibalas kebaikan itu adalah perkara biasa. <br />Jika kebaikan dibalas kejahatan, itu adalah zalim. <br />Tapi jika kejahatan dibalas kebaikan, itu adalah mulia dan terpuji.<br /><br />Sesungguhnya sebagian perkataan itu ada yang lebih keras dari batu,<br />lebih tajam dari tusukan jarum, lebih pahit daripada hempedu dan lebih panas daripada bara.<br />Sesungguhnya hati adalah ladang, <br />maka tanamlah ia dengan perkataan yang baik, <br />kerana jika tidak tumbuh semuanya (perkataan yang tidak baik) <br />nescaya tumbuh sebagiannya.<br /><br />Iri hati yang ditunjukan kepada seseorang akan melukai diri sendiri. <br />Kita cuma hidup sekali saja di dunia ini, <br />tetapi jika kita hidup dengan benar, sekali saja sudah cukup.<br /><br />Seorang teman sejati akan membuat kita hangat dengan kehadirannya. <br />Seorang teman adalah yang dapat mendengarkan lagu di dalam hatimu dan akan menyanyikan kembali tatkala kau lupa akan bait-baitnya. <br />Bertemanlah dengan orang yang suka akan kebenaran. <br />Dialah hiasan di kala kita senang dan perisai di waktu kita susah.<br />Tiada seorang pun yang sempurna. <br />Mereka yang mau belajar dari kesalahan adalah bijak. <br />Menyedihkan melihat orang berkeras bahawa mereka benar meskipun terbukti salah. <br /><br />Bila kita mengisi hati kita dengan penyesalan untuk masa lalu dan kekhuatiran untuk masa depan, <br />kita tak akan memiliki hari ini untuk kita syukuri.<br /><br />Sekali tidak berhasil bukan bererti gagal selamanya. <br />Belajarlah dari kesalahan orang lain.<br />Engkau tidak dapat hidup cukup lama untuk mendapatkan semua itu dari dirimu sendiri.<br /><br />Smart people learn from their own mistakes. <br />Smarter people learn from the mistakes of others. <br />A Champion is someone who always try to get up even when he/she can't.<br /><br />Ubahlah apa yang masih boleh diubah. <br />Terimalah apa yang memang sudah tidak boleh diubah. <br />Hindarkan diri dari perkara-perkara yang berpotensi yang akan mendatangkan perubahan buruk.<br /><br />Credit to : Zack ZaraMounahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03657171044286667201noreply@blogger.com0