<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708</id><updated>2012-02-10T10:55:26.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these-fingers-wanna-talk</title><subtitle type='html'>so shut up and listen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-1188701340819468975</id><published>2012-02-06T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T18:49:27.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review #1: ROOM by Emma Donoghue</title><content type='html'>buku yg buat aku jatuh cinta pandang pertama. from the first moment i see it, i touch it, i smell it. and finally read it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buku ni keluar dlm thun lepas, tp bru berpeluang beli thun ni, jumaat lepas. mmg tak mengecewakan lansung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QnOcBjjwxA/Ty-hkMqcaCI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Y6TTdmVw054/s1600/Room1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QnOcBjjwxA/Ty-hkMqcaCI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Y6TTdmVw054/s320/Room1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705956896148318242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;the cover back then in 2011...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROOM is a story being written from a 5 years old Jack's point of view. He lives with his Ma in an 11x11 feet Room. At night, Old Nick will come around 9pm and Door will make a &lt;i&gt;beep beep&lt;/i&gt; sound. Its a sign that Jack needs to stay in Wardrobe and keep quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack has Rug, Table, Plant, and Spider as his friends. Sometimes he watches Dora The Explorer, Spongebob Squarepants, Bob The Builder and others but he likes Dora best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing that are real are his 'friends' in Room. Trees, men and woman, ice cream, and the sea are TV except for the sea when he and Ma poo, it will go to the sea, so sometimes sea is real. Jack hates green beans so sometimes he prays to Baby Jesus not to let Old Nick deliver more green beans. Every morning, Jack will count his cereal to 100 and eat them with milk carefully so as not to spill any milk on the Table because Ma will get mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day Jack and Ma plan to escape from Room, away from Old Nick because he is evil. Jack made it but it is the first time he ever get out of Room. The first time he see a real dog, not TV. The first time he meet a he and a she and a baby. Jack needs to save Ma from Old Nick and bring police to Room. It is Plan B after tricking Old Nick with Plan A. Will Jack ever find a way to call a police and save Ma? Will Old Nick kill Ma if he goes back to Room, knowing that Jack and Ma tricked him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not going to tell you that. Grab your own copy and have fun with it! Totally worth every penny! I personally think one of the comment on this book is true, the only time you will keep your hands away from this book is when you need to go to the loo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-21Q-NoUSci0/Ty-hj-7pGxI/AAAAAAAABCA/mOU2YLeS3aE/s1600/Room2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-21Q-NoUSci0/Ty-hj-7pGxI/AAAAAAAABCA/mOU2YLeS3aE/s320/Room2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705956892462357266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;my very own copy of ROOM. i think its the last copy at Popular Kuantan for now. xjumpa yg lain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;beli jumaat lepas, habis harini. first 2 days baca dlm 50 pages je.. start smlm bc 100+ pages and today 200+ pages. kan best klu sesape diluar sana boleh buat ROOM ni jadi movie. mmg confirm2 aku gi tgk. serious ckp. woahhh mmg tgh gila dgn ROOM and Dan agreed too. hihihi... ok lah tu obses dgn ROOM, bkn dgn benda lain. btl x? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;so conclusion, (i know this is not a proper book review but who cares!!) sape yg nk tau mcm mn budak umur 5 thun fikir, boleh la baca buku ni. sape yg nak tau kasih sayang n bond btwn a mother n her son mcm mn, pun boleh baca buku ni.. sape yg nk tgk atau hayati kreativiti sorang mak layan anak dia dan cipta mainan untuk anak dia, boleh baca buku ni. so far dlm bnyk2 buku yg aku ade n aku baca, this is probably the best so far! Congrats Emma Donoghue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;esok ke perlis! paling jauh perjalanan on road ever! semoga Allah permudahkan.. amin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-1188701340819468975?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1188701340819468975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=1188701340819468975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1188701340819468975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1188701340819468975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/02/book-review-1-room-by-emma-donoghue.html' title='Book Review #1: ROOM by Emma Donoghue'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QnOcBjjwxA/Ty-hkMqcaCI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Y6TTdmVw054/s72-c/Room1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6221947917539204723</id><published>2012-02-02T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T17:08:01.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEPALM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;orang yg genius buat keje gila in a crazy-good way..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;tapi kalau dah mmg dasar putus fius punya manusia, ape yang kau buat tu, is not genius at all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT GENIUS AT ALL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haihh.. kesian kau. mana hilang kewarasan kau? dah tak de rasa malu ke ape? memalukan betul..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;belajar sikit punya tinggi. course sikit punya mantap. tempat sikit punya elok, bergegar-gegar nama uni tempat kau belajar. tapi logik habuk pun tarak. at least kalau nak memalukan diri sendiri tu, sila la jgn tarik nama org lain skali. tak cool tau!! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJDvNP1SRB4/TypSCOVfgKI/AAAAAAAABB0/_OMSNhJkz20/s1600/homer%2Bfacepalm.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJDvNP1SRB4/TypSCOVfgKI/AAAAAAAABB0/_OMSNhJkz20/s320/homer%2Bfacepalm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704462076179611810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;homer pun kecewa dgn tahap putus fius kau. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;makkkkaihh!! lapar bhai! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6221947917539204723?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6221947917539204723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6221947917539204723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6221947917539204723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6221947917539204723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/02/facepalm.html' title='FACEPALM'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJDvNP1SRB4/TypSCOVfgKI/AAAAAAAABB0/_OMSNhJkz20/s72-c/homer%2Bfacepalm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-3322014455495595029</id><published>2012-01-31T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T20:35:15.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikut bunda ikuuttttt!!!</title><content type='html'>beberapa bulan lepas aku dpt tau kwn aku ade masalah visa nak ke france.. aku xde la terkejut beruk sangat. buat derk je lah..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tetiba arini aku dpt tau one of my engineering friend is going to France for 6 months for her final project. (sekali dgn member yg ad prob visa tuh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kau gila ke hape???? &lt;b&gt;6 months for final project in France&lt;/b&gt;! ape kat tanah melayu ni xbley buat ke?? (ayat berbaur jealousy. deng!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWJL7-nhXm4/TyfcA1cYzsI/AAAAAAAABBk/9z3-vbnun1w/s1600/paris-france.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWJL7-nhXm4/TyfcA1cYzsI/AAAAAAAABBk/9z3-vbnun1w/s320/paris-france.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703769359992278722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila tau dia nk gi dh lg 2 minggu, aku teringat satu benda. Julia Child!!! ouh ouh french cuisine mmg awesome klu la aku dpt blaja. buat beef bourguignon seperti cara julia child mcm cte julie n julia tuh. double triple awesomeness!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan lagi satu benda yg mengingatkan aku pasal france adalah cerita dibawah ini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NX1JjGgjDNk/TyfcAyxAwMI/AAAAAAAABBc/K5WSuFFNXkE/s1600/eiffeliminlove.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NX1JjGgjDNk/TyfcAyxAwMI/AAAAAAAABBc/K5WSuFFNXkE/s320/eiffeliminlove.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703769359273476290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wohohoho... ini cerita legend kot zaman aku skolah dulu. member bwk cd, pinjam cd discman ntah ape mende nama dia aku pun xingt kwn aku punya, pastu gi pasang kat tv kat DS. pastu tengok ramai2.. mmg legend time tuh. semua pakat nak balak paling kurang mcm adit. semua pakat speaking indon. jadi demam eiffel im in love kejap barang 2-3 bulan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aeman, aku nak ikut kau bley? aku dulu pun budak engin kot!! ngeh3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow aku harap kau selamat pegi, selamat pulang, final project mampu disiapkan dan jgn nakal2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;one month old and still counting =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-3322014455495595029?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3322014455495595029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=3322014455495595029&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3322014455495595029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3322014455495595029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/01/ikut-bunda-ikuuttttt.html' title='ikut bunda ikuuttttt!!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWJL7-nhXm4/TyfcA1cYzsI/AAAAAAAABBk/9z3-vbnun1w/s72-c/paris-france.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-5779649373482534460</id><published>2012-01-29T20:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:09:21.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahu ini!!!!</title><content type='html'>wahai kamu yang mempunyai duit yang bersepah di sana sini, apa kata kamu belikan saya satu set buku ini dari Jeff Kinney. hihihi....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least ade jugak faedahnye kan? dari membiarkan duit kamu merata-rata di sana sini tanpa fungsi yang berfaedah. hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gvZ7J8p3Yn0/TyVBybm8E6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/HUsbFm3c4ZU/s1600/diary-of-a-wimpy-kid-movie_7158.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gvZ7J8p3Yn0/TyVBybm8E6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/HUsbFm3c4ZU/s320/diary-of-a-wimpy-kid-movie_7158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703036837794943906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPGpKsMI9J4/TyVByKvhjzI/AAAAAAAABBE/uhrwHXfCc44/s1600/Diary_of_a_Wimpy_Kid_Cabin_Fever_cover.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPGpKsMI9J4/TyVByKvhjzI/AAAAAAAABBE/uhrwHXfCc44/s320/Diary_of_a_Wimpy_Kid_Cabin_Fever_cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703036833267552050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i think cabin fever is the latest series. i think.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin kalau kamu yang duit bersepah-sepah dan baik hati untuk membelikan saya set graphic novel ini mempunyai wajah yang tampan, mungkin saya akan berfikir berkali-kali untuk kawen dengan kamu!! ahaks!  =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ltk kat dlm wishlist lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;AJL 26.. sape menang lagu terbaik ngan vokal terbaik agak2? beribu sesalan by 3 suara? hemm.&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-5779649373482534460?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5779649373482534460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=5779649373482534460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5779649373482534460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5779649373482534460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/01/mahu-ini.html' title='mahu ini!!!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gvZ7J8p3Yn0/TyVBybm8E6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/HUsbFm3c4ZU/s72-c/diary-of-a-wimpy-kid-movie_7158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-4868123214772468111</id><published>2012-01-23T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:33:50.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight RANT #2</title><content type='html'>told you there will be rant version 2. its not midnight yet but who cares. its probably midnight somewhere in japan.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here we go.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) first and foremost, sarah dpt offer msuk MRSM. was hoping for my old school, KKB tapi dia dpt nun jauh di ujung semenanjung sana, Beseri. mau patah tengkuk tulang belulang nk antau dia gi skolah tu. tp dia nak sngt, nak jugak mama pun dgn berat hati rela la dia pegi. brg2 ostel ad few yg dh beli. ad few yg xlg. medical checkup pun xbuat lg. khamis ni mama kata..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nnti tnggal la mama ngan adam berdua kat rumah. uncle kt KL, aku kt UIA, along kat Lumut. klu adam msuk ostel tinggal dia sorg. hihihi.. kesiannnn... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well im gonna miss my baby sister. no more monthly pillow talk session. dh xbley layan anime sama2. semua kena tggu mak cik tu balik cuti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) harini Tahun Baru Cina. mlm smlm xbley tido bunyi mercun/bunga api dah serupa kat medan perang mane aku xtau. lepas rumah belah kanan, kiri plak. pastu blakang. xcukup dgn tu depan pulak. lepas tu jiran 3-4 rumah plak. mau tunggu kul 2 reda bunyi mercun satu perumahan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi best sebab bley usha dri tingkap je. hihihi... dan klu raya cine je msti dpt buah limau ngan air botol/kotak dri apek blakang umah. super sweet ahh apek!! guwa manyak sayang sama lu!! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not to mention early this morning, ade pula tarian naga kat rumah2 jiran aku. smpai ptg bunyi muzik tarian naga tuh. beralih dari rumah ni, kerumah itu, dan ke rumah2 yg lain habis satu neighborhood. syok ahh duk Malaysia nih. bnyk kaum, bnyk raya, bnyk cuti, bnyk food!! hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) picture was taken around 2 years ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ADs-6WemUlw/Tx1pW4-YVzI/AAAAAAAABA4/CJNeP7tyrN8/s1600/P4040168.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ADs-6WemUlw/Tx1pW4-YVzI/AAAAAAAABA4/CJNeP7tyrN8/s320/P4040168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700828545292982066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;pantai pelindung...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i live there? all alone, by myself. away from others. away from so many many problems, away from civilization, away from any human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) esok cuti habis. esok kena balik uia semula.lusa ade class smula. lusa start sibuk buat keje smula. ohh dear God, i need longer holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;izzati, sila bersyukur dgn ape yg kamu ada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) abandoned. isolated. i get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) cuti kali ni xbaking pun. kedai jual brg nk buat kek tutup =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kat situ ad jual cooking choc yg sedap. ade jual cocoa powder yg best. paling best skali, semua pada harga yg murah, qualiti yg bagus!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) pertunjukkan bunga api diteruskan lagi pada malam ini. yeahhh!!! ok mlm ni nak tido pkul brape ye? agak2 show habis kul brape? =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i think thats it. enough for now. off to bed, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;hakuna matata!! don't worry, be happy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-4868123214772468111?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4868123214772468111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=4868123214772468111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/4868123214772468111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/4868123214772468111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/01/midnight-rant-2.html' title='midnight RANT #2'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ADs-6WemUlw/Tx1pW4-YVzI/AAAAAAAABA4/CJNeP7tyrN8/s72-c/P4040168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-4763873433850850163</id><published>2012-01-22T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:10:08.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You-Avril Lavinge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;okey ini punya jenis post aku dh buat 2 thun lepas. aku rasa nk buat balik sbb kebosanan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Put your music library on shuffle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write that song title as the answer to the question, no matter how silly it sounds! Most of the time they seem to work though, strangely enough!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ok, go!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: ';'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: ';'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: ';'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OK?" YOU SAY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; "Someone Like You-Adele" &lt;/span&gt;yeah mmg nampak mcm kau.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) HOW WOULD YOU BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;"Dibius Cinta-Melly Goeslow n Yusry&lt;/span&gt;" the hell?? corny gila. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"Itulah Sayang-The Ramlees"&lt;/i&gt; the power of spoken and unspoken words!! jyeahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"For The First Time-The Script"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"Invisible-Skylar Grey"&lt;/i&gt; kita haruslah sentiasa humble, down to earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"California King Bed-Rihanna"&lt;/i&gt; tidur seperti anda tidur di atas california king bed! jyeahhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"Beribu Sesalan-Jaclyn Victor, Ning Baizura, Shiela Amzah"&lt;/i&gt; ohh tidak!!! dont let them read this! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; "I Wont Let You Go-James Morrisen"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;well its actually not 100% true but yeah, i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;wont let you go boy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9) WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt;&lt;i&gt; "Lagu-BO Bedroom Sanctuary&lt;/i&gt;" nnti kalau cikgu tnya kat skolah jwb mcm ni ye adik2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"Terrified-Katherine McPhee&lt;/i&gt;" err.... tipuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"Wishing Weed-Jason Reeves ft Colbie Caillat"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; "Arms-Christina Perry"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; well part of it yes.. i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;13) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"That Should Be Me-Justin Bieber"&lt;/i&gt; hoyeah that should be me who'll be driving that metalic blue convertible cooper!! (oops kantoi im listening to JB =P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"Lovebug-Jonas Brothers"&lt;/i&gt; ohh i loooooove my playlist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15) WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt;&lt;i&gt; "Best Thing I Never Have-Beyonce"&lt;/i&gt;   ok i take that back. i hate my playlist. deng!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt;&lt;i&gt; "Tear Us Apart-Nadhira ft Ron E Jones"&lt;/i&gt; coolio!! nadhira is local, maybe i should invite her =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; "If Its Love-Train" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;oooooookaaayyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"8 Hari Seminggu-Syuga"&lt;/i&gt; in other words, BEING INSANELY INSANE!! yeehaawww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;19) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"Im Sexy And I Know It-LMFAO" &lt;/i&gt;    please dont tell others =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;20) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt;&lt;i&gt; "Nothing-The Script&lt;/i&gt;" hahahaha.... nice one Mr Playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21)WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&amp;gt; &lt;i&gt;"I Love You-Avril Lavinge&lt;/i&gt;" dedicated to all readers! cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;playlist bertajuk January 2012. nnti tuka playlist aku main lg. cambest la plak. anyways, Selamat Tahun Baru Cina semua!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); 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font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic', monospace; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(80, 43, 0); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fireworks!! woohoo!! =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-4763873433850850163?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4763873433850850163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=4763873433850850163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/4763873433850850163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/4763873433850850163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/01/okey-ini-punya-jenis-post-aku-dh-buat-2.html' title='I Love You-Avril Lavinge'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-8678486493832805982</id><published>2012-01-15T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:03:22.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so heartless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DnWfSxyHC14/TxKDI-wc7aI/AAAAAAAABAs/1FdjTQ_ASvs/s1600/sulking.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DnWfSxyHC14/TxKDI-wc7aI/AAAAAAAABAs/1FdjTQ_ASvs/s320/sulking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697760668885511586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excuse me, can i ask u something? were u born heartless? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u might not give a shit bout it but i do. i give a whole lot god damn shit about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u knew it but u dont seems to care, dont even seems to try to change. this is not the first time. NOT THE FIRST TIME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a mistake. a terrible mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home is where your heart is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-8678486493832805982?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8678486493832805982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DnWfSxyHC14/TxKDI-wc7aI/AAAAAAAABAs/1FdjTQ_ASvs/s72-c/sulking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-5261353677538762255</id><published>2012-01-09T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:49:52.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh i missed you!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4zhbZeGBrOI/TwsH340-RaI/AAAAAAAABAg/KsOXHbi9f3M/s1600/baking2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4zhbZeGBrOI/TwsH340-RaI/AAAAAAAABAg/KsOXHbi9f3M/s320/baking2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695654810468894114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pulang dari hospital ptg tadi lepas clerk patient, aku, amal n dj pergi farmasi voon dkt rumah aku sebab nak beli glove. aku pulak nak beli ubat ulcer. maka masa otw tu bgtau kat cik dj, "ni jln nk gi rumah aku."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kemudian cik dj bgtau, "aku tau. kan aritu aku pergi rumah kau dah." pedepoik! mmg chronically forgetful. fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ape kata kita pergi makan kuin kat rumah kau." kata cik dj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"kuih?? hahaha.. rumah aku xde kuih la.. sape je lah rajin nak buat bnda2 tu.." jawab aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka cik DJ berkata "ala.... buatlah.. aku dah lama xmkn choc cake kau.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"haah.. dulu u rajin kot buat." tambah cik amal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;agak la... msuk 3rd year ni mmg xde ingt lansung pasal nk buat kek. brg2 baking ape yg ade ape yg xde pun aku xingt. silap haribulan mcm mn nk buat pun aku dh xingt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly rindu gak nk baking sbnrnya.. rindu nk sukat tepung, gula, pecahkan telur, melt the choc, pukul butter... rasa xpuas hati bila mkn kek yg xmemuaskan deria rasa aku. ade je yg xkena sana sini. deng!! fine. insya-Allah cuti nnti aku buat. kalau aku ingt/rajin. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buat kek or cookies? i prefer cakes coz its a lot easier than cookies. kek ni, kau letak je dlm bekas, bakar. siap. cookies nak kena terap lah, bentuk2 bagai, bnyk cycle plak tu skali satu adunan. leceh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahai classmate, doakan aku rajin buat kek supaya boleh bg korg mkn kek selalu klu aku balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;he bought me a cookbook. tp xtau la yg mana satu, its a surprise. cepatlah bg!! nak tau yg mana satu, nak bake semua recipe yg ade!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-5261353677538762255?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5261353677538762255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=5261353677538762255&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-2896628733241753162</id><published>2012-01-08T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:28:26.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst season ever!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pP2-QVgdhg/TwmE6tTaLhI/AAAAAAAAA_w/gQUQIYbb_8E/s1600/red%2Bflag.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pP2-QVgdhg/TwmE6tTaLhI/AAAAAAAAA_w/gQUQIYbb_8E/s320/red%2Bflag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695229347914984978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It Will Rain by Bruno Mars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Thousand Years by Christina Perri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turning Pages by Sleeping At Last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are among the OST for Twilight Saga:Breaking Dawn. good songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its funny when such crappy movie could get such awesome OST. sorry twilight fan, but thats the truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accidentally found this on the front page of my Introduction to Orthodontics textbook. bila masa aku tulis nih??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"if i had only felt how it feels to be yours,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;well, i would have known what i've been living for all along..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Sleeping At Last-Turning Pages)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the lyric is beautiful but the song is very2 slow n melancholic. not recommended to head-banging-music lovers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really in the mood. so beware, i might turned up being a cannibal if u pissed me off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I TOTALLY HATE THIS! ulcers, gum bleeding, loss of appetite. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-2896628733241753162?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pP2-QVgdhg/TwmE6tTaLhI/AAAAAAAAA_w/gQUQIYbb_8E/s72-c/red%2Bflag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-9035857847384454149</id><published>2012-01-08T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T01:12:41.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Istimewa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmYC7KSvEJI/Twh6vGHo0kI/AAAAAAAAA_k/FaitvUzo460/s1600/campfire1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmYC7KSvEJI/Twh6vGHo0kI/AAAAAAAAA_k/FaitvUzo460/s320/campfire1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694936678325080642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a campfire by the lake, with fireflies. a guitar and sleeping bags and tent. plenty of food more than enough for the both of us. trace the stars and splash one another in the lake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh boy! i wish they're real! not fantasy. then again, reality bites. ouch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;ahad sudah..... =(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-9035857847384454149?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9035857847384454149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=9035857847384454149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/9035857847384454149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/9035857847384454149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/01/istimewa.html' title='Istimewa'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmYC7KSvEJI/Twh6vGHo0kI/AAAAAAAAA_k/FaitvUzo460/s72-c/campfire1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6651930052224928359</id><published>2012-01-05T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:17:47.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what have you done??</title><content type='html'>tadi petang pergi berenang-renang ke tepian setelah berkurun tak pergi lepas gian kat swimming pool uia. aku dan DJ tunggu amal kat bwh. pas amal turun, masuk kete dia. then dia check botol air dia.......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;air kosong????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muka dia time tuh mmg legend gila!! classic habis! muka aku-terkejut-air-penuh-satu-botol-besar-tetiba-hilang-mcm-tu-je. belek2 botol rupanya botol tu pecah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bukan sebarangan pecah. pecah kat bawah baek punya. bukan retak, tapi berlobang terus. seperti dibawah ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2l3bOCQe468/TwW8JuerUtI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LYSc3_phZB0/s1600/IMG00508-20120105-1756edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2l3bOCQe468/TwW8JuerUtI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LYSc3_phZB0/s320/IMG00508-20120105-1756edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694164179161404114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;botol dan serpihan botol dan tuan punya botol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku pun boleh tahan terkejut gak tengok lubang kat bawah botol tu. pelik mcm mn boleh dia pecah sedangkan bahagian tu meangkung kot! maka aku pun buat muka aku-terkejut-ape-buat-botol-tu-jadi-mcm-tu??? speechless man! the only thing that came out of my mouth were "what have you done????" pastu satu kete gelak. dan pelik. seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mcm mn botol tu boleh pecah berlubang kat bawah tmpt dia melengkung tu? ade sape2 boleh explain sket knape? i xblaja materials lah u, i xtau =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas ni amal bakal mencari botol air yg ntah ke brape dah aku pun tak tau. kalau tak pecah/putus tali mesti sebab hilang/tertinggal kat mana2.. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadual exam dah keluar. aiyoyoooo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;nk buat ape ye weekend ni? study? ortho? tido?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6651930052224928359?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6651930052224928359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6651930052224928359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6651930052224928359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6651930052224928359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-have-you-done.html' title='what have you done??'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll improve my mural for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6911277017225267604?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6911277017225267604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6911277017225267604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-1587299269760751223</id><published>2012-01-03T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T23:05:09.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMARAN!!</title><content type='html'>sila lihat gambar dibawah...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m9jxXPLd3Do/TwMYArfXVzI/AAAAAAAAA_M/R6fNL1wz2fo/s1600/IMG00505-20120103-2250edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m9jxXPLd3Do/TwMYArfXVzI/AAAAAAAAA_M/R6fNL1wz2fo/s320/IMG00505-20120103-2250edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693420753879783218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;amacam? ade bran?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku rasa ni amaran paling kelaka penah aku jumpa sepanjang aku duduk kt uia nih. serious cakap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadi amal pegang je fire extinguisher tuh. xde pun bunyi alarm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tipu dosa.... mati seksa... masuk neraka.... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;esok burger king jom!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-1587299269760751223?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1587299269760751223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=1587299269760751223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1587299269760751223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1587299269760751223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2012/01/amaran.html' title='AMARAN!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m9jxXPLd3Do/TwMYArfXVzI/AAAAAAAAA_M/R6fNL1wz2fo/s72-c/IMG00505-20120103-2250edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-1595214985707705607</id><published>2012-01-01T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T14:47:35.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aloha 2012!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uft-JrJj5Fg/Tv_-586IXOI/AAAAAAAAA_A/GmE6NUqGNLY/s1600/journey%2Bbegins.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uft-JrJj5Fg/Tv_-586IXOI/AAAAAAAAA_A/GmE6NUqGNLY/s320/journey%2Bbegins.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692548725575539938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy new year yaw!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may Allah grant us success, good health, and happiness throughout this year. amin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2011 was...... hemm should i say, pretty sucks!! seriously! but yeah, i made it through. so alhamdulillah.. well, hidup kalau xde masalah, baik xyah idup kan? hope 2012 will be a lot better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new year's resolution? i never have one. NEVER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what's yours? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and so our journey begins!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-1595214985707705607?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1595214985707705607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=1595214985707705607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-107785089623506654</id><published>2011-12-27T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T00:06:29.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hati yang berombak</title><content type='html'>yaa.... itu dia.... tuan punya blog baru reti nak tengok cerita Ombak Rindu. yeah.. sila percaya. di saat semua rakyat jelata berbangga semedang dah pergi tengok ombak rindu, aku terkedek2 nak siapkan denture patient/assignment (ohh shoot!!! assignment dr wai!!) dan segala bagai aktivit sebagai seorang pelajar. baru tadi pergi tengok dgn amal, elia n kayna.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, my personal comments? ehmmm... ok lah. not to the extend yg boleh buat aku rasa nak pergi tengok lagi dan lagi dan lagi. aku expect cerita tu akan jadi lebih sedih tapi tak rupanya. ke sebab aku ni mmg dilahirkan dgn hati kering, aku pun tak tau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as usual, i prefer the novel, not the movie. tak de scene hariz demam (my most fav scene) yang mana masa tu menggambarkan betapa kacaknya hariz. betapa izzah dah jatuh sayang pada hariz. but then nevermind. osman ali nak mcm tu, apa mau buat kan? terima je lah.. dia director... aku cuma rakyat jelata penyumbang hasil kutipan cerita tuh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku masih tak faham macam mana lelaki macho seperti aaron aziz tu boleh nangis bawak watak hariz sedangkan aku seorang wanita yg mmg secara amnya mmg terkenal sbg makhluk ciptaan Tuhan yg cepat menangis, susah gila nak nangis. mungkin lepas ni boleh belajar nangis dari dia. hemm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tengah member aku weeping org lain dlm panggung duk teresak2 hariz ngan izzah melepas rindu kat rumah mak jah ngan pak dollah, aku pulak sibuk ckp kat kayna ngan elia "wehh, tudung dia cantik dowh!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;part izzah balik kampung sebab hariz kawen dgn mila, aku sibuk dgn baju dan tudung izzah yg cantik. tengah izzah sedih kena beli dek hariz, aku sibuk geram kat anak kucing tepi jalan (si comel) yg mmg serious comel gila!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously izzati, you need to reevaluate your brain function before its too late; damage beyond repair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sepanjang filem tu, aku tercari2 mana part watak yg menyebut frasa dibawah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"redha itu ikhlas. pasrah itu menyerah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(err, betul ke aku quote nih?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally last skali baru tau sape yg ckp. mila emylia rupanya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sepanjang malam aku berfikir. sepanjang perjalanan dari ECM ke UIA... 10 minit perjalanan terasa panjang. tiba-tiba aku rasa lemas dalam kereta amal. tiba-tiba semua kenangan mcm tayangan filem dalam kepala aku. kenapa sekarang? kenapa harini? kenapa malam ni? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;redha kah aku? ikhlas kah aku? pasrah kah aku? dan apa aku cukup bersedia untuk menyerah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku rasa setakat ni jawapan aku adalah tidak. definitto!! kan dah kata, jgn pernah kau sentuh perempuan walaupun hatinya wahai makhluk2 pembawa kromosom Y. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh.. nak sambung main game. esok class at 9. heaven beybeh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"silence is a girl's loudest cry. you know she's really hurt when she starts ignoring you." hemm.... nice one. anybody knows who wrote this?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-107785089623506654?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/107785089623506654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=107785089623506654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/107785089623506654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/107785089623506654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/hati-yang-berombak.html' title='hati yang berombak'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-2799413428387964994</id><published>2011-12-23T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T22:13:31.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no surgery please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ0p-abkQEw/TvSJJ74DjiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/eUQW2WLG2bQ/s1600/tonsilitis.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ0p-abkQEw/TvSJJ74DjiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/eUQW2WLG2bQ/s320/tonsilitis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689323033060412962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 months ago, i was diagnosed with URTI. the doc said there was a white spot at my throat. i dont know what happened back then i didnt asked her the exact area and i didnt even checked the white spot after getting back from the clinic. i was given amoxicillin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 weeks ago, i was diagnosed with URTI-again. i was given amoxicillin-again. i had a white spot that cant be scrape off at my left tonsil. and, it was swollen-again. recurrent?? i have no idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until now, the white spot remains in its position. other area of the tonsil shows sign of new white spots developing far back down, towards the esophagus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;burning sensation upon swallowing, ear ache, headache, and sometimes i felt like there's something stuck in my throat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3-4 days ago, there was pus coming out from the tonsil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn i hate this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im going to kuantan specialist hsptl tomorrow morning around 10am. hope everything is fine. hope they will give me 2nd line antibiotic. hope there is no need for any surgical treatment. hope its not something contagious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doakan sy xde pape. paling penting xnk tonsillectomy!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;ohh dear God, please save me!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-2799413428387964994?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2799413428387964994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=2799413428387964994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2799413428387964994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2799413428387964994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-surgery-please.html' title='no surgery please'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ0p-abkQEw/TvSJJ74DjiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/eUQW2WLG2bQ/s72-c/tonsilitis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-43817079016645523</id><published>2011-12-20T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T23:24:48.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOEc2Hj7cfU/TvCinstKIUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/h_Nyh8mpngE/s1600/hand_reaching.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOEc2Hj7cfU/TvCinstKIUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/h_Nyh8mpngE/s320/hand_reaching.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688225132268101954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadi ade session OS lagi (sigh). kali ni aku xbuat extraction pun. just tolong cik DJ kita yg mana patient dia xjd nak extract pun. instead kena buat direct pulp capping sebab pulp chamber tuh ter expose sket, pinpoint je n klu nak buat RCT (root canal treatment) susah nk buat sebab akar gigi tuh bengkang bengkok mcm jalan genting. ok itu sngt tipu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas habis semua procedure pulp capping yg dibuat oleh akk senior final year kak josyi sekalu buddyku terchenta, aku nagn DJ kemas2 brg2 tampalan tadi.. duk tengah syok tu tetiba DJ tanya aku satu soalan cepu cemas...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku rasa elok klu aku skip part soalan ape dia tnya aku tuh. biarlah aku ngan dia je yg tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;serious terngiang2 lg soalan tu kat telinga aku. soalan yg buat aku berfikir jauh mendalam sampai lupa habis beg aku tertinggal kat almari luar klinik. sampai ostel je baru teringat xbawak balik beg, kena lah call cik Zety untuk mntk tlg bwk balik beg dgn botol air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku terfikir, aku ni nampak mcm mmg dah xfikir pasal dia ke? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekali dengar lagu Jason Reeves-Someone Somewhere (kalau nak tau lagu tuh mcm mn, cari sendiri) kat lappy. hemmm... no comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone is waiting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone who understands exactly how you feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;exactly how you feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone is dreaming&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone is hoping just that this will be the day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;that this will be the day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;that you take your eyes off the ground out of the blue&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and see that someone is looking right back at you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;maybe that's someone is me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baru pulang dari hospital. belajar mcm mn nak buat physical examination CVS dari Shahmi n Abd Rahman (mantop). still there's a lot to learn. hell a lot more to learn! perut lapar, kepala sakit, hati sakit. pegi 7E beli slurpee dgn beli burger jual kt depan 7E tuh. sekarang mahu mkn burger dan sambung baca To The Lighthouse dan tido. malam semua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;maybe that's someone is you..... =&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-43817079016645523?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/43817079016645523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=43817079016645523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/43817079016645523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/43817079016645523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/someone-somewhere.html' title='someone somewhere'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOEc2Hj7cfU/TvCinstKIUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/h_Nyh8mpngE/s72-c/hand_reaching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-3090271800120092533</id><published>2011-12-19T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:21:45.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku, darah, jarum, dan MOS</title><content type='html'>dengar ini semua rakyat jelata!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;di sini ada satu perkhabaran fresh from the oven!! cerita baek punya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadi pagi jam 10am aku ade sesi oral surgery. kalau takat baru budak third year nih, cabut gigi atau bahasa omputihnye tooth extraction atau bahasa scientific nya exodontia  je lah yg mampu kitaorg semua buat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka lepas berhari2 aku xde patient, filzri panggil sorg patient scaling aku, hencik K, bukan dato' k ye. harap maklum, untuk buat tooth extraction sebab gigi geraham besar atas belah kiri dia tuh berlobang teruk sngt. xdpt diselamatkan. plus dia pun ngadu sakit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka lepas history taking, intra-oral, extra-oral examination, x-ray OPG dan segala bagai, aku mulakan dengan sapu ubat bius untk bg kebas kat tempat nak cucuk jarum bius. hell yeah aku bg injection kat patient beb!! makhluk penakut kat jarum injection nk kasi injection kat patient. mmg sah2 cuak time tuh tp muka mestilah habis cover macho depan patient beb!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then comes separation of the tooth from the periodontal ligaments. kemudian ambil tooth forceps dan grasp gigi tu. yg buccal boleh masuk smpai akar, tp palatally (bahagian dekat lelangit) xboleh cecah akar gigi. aku try jugak, pusing2 gigi tp mmg xboleh. crown gigi tuh pecah. xboleh jadi. kena panggil prof nazih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka prof nazih dipanggil ke dental chair. yeah, dia pun xboleh nak grasp. solution? separation of the tooth by using bur. potong gigi kepada 3 bahagian ikut bilangan akar, then cuba gerakkan satu2 kot boleh keluar. dah potong 3 xboleh jugak!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;the tooth is ankylosed. we will need to open flap, and remove the bone surgically.&lt;/i&gt;" kata prof nazih. deng!!! MOS man!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka sister mastura keluarkan segala brg2 untuk MOS (minor oral surgery. lupa plak nk bgtau mksud dia.) scalpel dikeluarkan dan gusi patient hencek K ditoreh dan di kopek keluar memisahkan antara gusi dan tulang. maka nampak lah tulang patient. serious xtipu punya. dgn darah yg bnyk. bluerghhhhh.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kau gila bedah!!! aku yg mmg ngeri dgn perkara sebegitu tetiba depan mata terang2 nampak tulang patient. darah toksah kata bergelen2 aku suck guna suction (saliva ejector). gauze pekat berdarah berkeping2. then comes the bur n handpiece (drill yg dentist duk guna nak korek2 gigi korg tuh). sebagai assiatant kepada Prof Nazih, aku kena basahkan tmpt yg dia nak drill tu dgn distilled water dan sedut darah patient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila distilled water bertemu angin dari handpiece dan darah dari mulut patient, maka bersemburlah darah bercampur air ke muka aku, muka Prof Nazih, dan beep patient. PERGHHHHH!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so throughout the surgery mmg bnyk darah keluar. tapi gigi tuh xmau keluar. dia lekat kt tulang patient, tu yg susah nak keluar. pusing2 mcm mn pun xboleh nak gerak. kalau aku cerita kat korg the whole process ade yg xlalu nk mkn nasik barang seminggu. baik aku skip few chapter of the whole story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah berhempas pulas selama lebih kurang 2 jam, akhirnya keluar jugak gigi tuh. 3 jahitan diberikan. perghhh!!!! selama nih asal patient lain kena sutured aku org first akan lari. skrg kau nak lari mana, bnda ade depan mata, siap tolong Prof retract pipi patient lagi. siap lap darah patient lagi. yg keluar mcm span yg dipulas. serious smpai skrg aku xpercaya aku buat semua tuh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siapa nak percaya kalau budak yg nangis masa kena inject boleh assist MOS? siapa nak percaya kalau budak yg dulu xsanggup nak tengok org lain extract a mobile tooth, terus lari jauh2, tetiba boleh tatap darah berkoyan dan tulang patient? siapa percaya kalau budak yg sama, kalau dulu bau segumpal gauze berdarah pun dah nak loya pening kepala bagai, tetiba habis terpercik darah kat muka, tudung dan goggle tapi relax la pulak. siapa nak percaya kalau ckp dulu budak yg asal nampak jarum suture terus lari xsanggup tengok, skrg tengok sndri org jahit mulut patient depan mata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conclusion: aku sang penakut jarum dan darah berjaya berdepan dengan ketakutan aku tuh pada hari ini! yeah!! lepas ni pergi tengok lagi extraction lain dan jgn lari2 dah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_CnxROdo0I/Tu82mN6HNlI/AAAAAAAAA-c/1MnL7nsPwJY/s1600/IMG00481-20111219-1543%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_CnxROdo0I/Tu82mN6HNlI/AAAAAAAAA-c/1MnL7nsPwJY/s320/IMG00481-20111219-1543%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687824884588557906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cerita kedua kita harinih pasal aku dan filzri my boy issue dentures pertama kami kat patient prostho first kitaorg untuk sharing case. proses lama selama kira2 2 bulan yg membuahkan hasil yg sangat2 lumayan!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dentures are very retentive and stable compared to the old ones, regardless the extreme resorption of mandibular alveolar bone. patient suka!! esthetic pun dia suka. nampak muda sikit. hahahha.. boleh kunyah, bercakap pun boleh. xde la denture tuh gerak2 sana sini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr Ammar was satisfied with our work. and for that, we were excited beyond words. well, filzri xtau lah tp aku ye!! hahahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baeklah, dah tak mau bebel panjang lagi. nanti ade org meluat. harini nak senyum sampai molar!! ngeh3... i love this kinda Mondays. it motivates me to meet Tuesdays. haha.. jom sambung baca Virginia Woolf!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;sakit tengkuk dow jadi assistant xcukup inci ni!!  =P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-3090271800120092533?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3090271800120092533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=3090271800120092533&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3090271800120092533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3090271800120092533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/aku-darah-jarum-dan-mos.html' title='aku, darah, jarum, dan MOS'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_CnxROdo0I/Tu82mN6HNlI/AAAAAAAAA-c/1MnL7nsPwJY/s72-c/IMG00481-20111219-1543%2Bedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-5884795684571681124</id><published>2011-12-16T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:14:26.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nose bleeder #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cyX9q2-tuVI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;manyak suka sama ini lagu wooooo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ku tak ingin waktu henti tanpamu......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esok ade Comic Fiesta kat KLCC. beria budak kecik tu nak pegi. tapi apa mau buat... mama xgi kl weekend ni. sebab klu pegi aku xde. klu nk gi next week time christmas. time tuh aku dah balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weekend nih ade bakti siswa kat taman impian. mlm pulak ade class bedside teaching kat sepital. nice!!! weekend yg xserupa weekend. "sape kate budak dentistry xde life?" kata cik DJ. ni lah kitaorg!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;its raining outside... and inside...............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-5884795684571681124?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5884795684571681124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=5884795684571681124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5884795684571681124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5884795684571681124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/nose-bleeder-2.html' title='Nose bleeder #2'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cyX9q2-tuVI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-8335244856964158463</id><published>2011-12-11T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:29:54.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop bugging me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GGhHpe1h0aY/TuSu8IRHmII/AAAAAAAAA-Q/MHcPYlxaj3U/s1600/gear%2Bcontrol.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GGhHpe1h0aY/TuSu8IRHmII/AAAAAAAAA-Q/MHcPYlxaj3U/s320/gear%2Bcontrol.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684860977683077250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i decide what i wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;who i wanna be with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get the hell out of my life. maybe you should start to find something else to do. tolongla stop boleh tak? tolong jgn jaga tepi kain orang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku nak jadi ape, aku nak buat ape, aku nak suka sape, aku nak dgn sape tu semua hak aku. buat report polis kang baru tau, atas kesalahan mencabuli hak asasi manusia. (ade ke kesalahan tuh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously woman. you are driving me crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-8335244856964158463?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8335244856964158463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=8335244856964158463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/8335244856964158463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/8335244856964158463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/stop-bugging-me.html' title='stop bugging me!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GGhHpe1h0aY/TuSu8IRHmII/AAAAAAAAA-Q/MHcPYlxaj3U/s72-c/gear%2Bcontrol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-9146505490351404822</id><published>2011-12-10T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:51:54.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me so FRIGGIN HAPPY man!!!! #2</title><content type='html'>greetings loved ones!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday after oral patho lab, around 4 something mcm tuh i went down to prosthetic lab to see Dr Ammar, again, to take his pictures to be included together with my article about his article. and also to take the caption for all the fractography study photos he gave me last wednesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka duduk dlm lab tuh, ambik2 gmbr bagai, thnx tu cik diyaizzati kita sebab sudi ambikkan gambar kami berdua, org2 lain semua pndg dgn penuh curious. dr ammar said, "ok now everybody is curious, what are we doing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkkT_jw72_8/TuLoXBJhiVI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8IiKC6uHcZQ/s1600/PC091949.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkkT_jw72_8/TuLoXBJhiVI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8IiKC6uHcZQ/s320/PC091949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684361161838004562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ok yg ni xberlakon, yg ni betul2 take note ape dia ckp..&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa duk tgh ambik2 gmbr tuh fon vibrate. ignore dulu. sat gi lah check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly aku xsuka kotak kat bawah tuh. huduh betul jadinya gambar. anyways, after i got all the things i need, and Dr Ammar was tired, freaking tired after such a long and hectic week (poor him) he wanted to go back home and enjoy his weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i checked my phone, it was a text from nazriq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"salaam farah. When will ur prof's xxx thing be patented? dah discuss kat nst n uia ppl, we want this to be the front page as soon as it is patented"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoa!!! front page??? SERIOUSLY???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i dashed to the plaster room to find Dr Ammar and asked him the thing nazriq asked me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad it takes years (two years) for a single discovery/invention to be on official documentation, black n white, saying that, "yeah, you made this n this.. now u can tell the whole world bout your invention"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kiranya, kalau betul nak buat cerita pasal research Dr Ammar tuh on front page, kena tunggu new material that he is currently working on dpt official recognition dulu baru boleh publish. sebab takut nanti ade org curi idea dia, tu lah matlamat utama kenapa kena tunggu. dan kalau betul nak tunggu, aku rasa kena tunggu lg 2 cycle JOC (journalism on campus) under NST baru boleh buat jadi front page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so i explained that to nazriq. and then they continue their discussion about the article. finally last night nazriq told me that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"im goin to double check on ur other article. btw michael LOVES what u did with the research thing =) "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoaa!!! u lifted me up to the cloud 11 again!! my 'meryl strepp' liked my work!! sape tak hepi beb?? ok again im going to say this, "der, editor dari NST beb, NST tuhhh like my work!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so i asked nazriq did michael say something bout the need to interview more n more researches from kuantan campus? and he replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"yea! its to the piont where we're going to introduce a new section just for this for the next issue onwards! but the xxx one is special-its frontpage worthy, michael wants to know abt the patenting thing nnt"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; WHOAA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice one michael! skrg semua bakal mengetahui ape kajian2 terbaru yg dibuat oleh lecturer2 kat uia. thnx for the idea u gave me during my visit to NST! jadi kemungkinan selepas ini warga2 UIA-ians dlm The Torch insya-Allah akan ade satu section untuk kita tau research baru, who knows korg dpt inspiration untuk smbung research tuh kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, i know its freaking late to post bout this, but hell who cares. dah alang2 aku nak cerita pasal The Torch nih, baik cerita je. dibawah merupakan keratan akhbar The Torch yang memuatkan artikel saya. weee.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3O9EMvq30U/TuLoW4vl5dI/AAAAAAAAA94/xTGzfDbsT1k/s1600/PC041945.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3O9EMvq30U/TuLoW4vl5dI/AAAAAAAAA94/xTGzfDbsT1k/s320/PC041945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684361159581754834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ade lagi satu tapi gmbr xcntik. nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next monday ade NST Young Writer Award 2011. nak pergi.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;KENAPA BUAT HARI ISNIN????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xpe2, class dan clinic itu lebih penting dari award ni. betul kan kawan-kawan? hihi.. but then jealous lah mereka2 boleh pergi, saya tak boleh pergi.... sobs sobs... xde live stream ke award tuh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok peeps. need to stop here. catch u later! bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know who i am, i know who he is, and i know who she is. chill, will ya?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-9146505490351404822?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9146505490351404822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=9146505490351404822&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/9146505490351404822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/9146505490351404822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/me-so-friggin-happy-man-2.html' title='me so FRIGGIN HAPPY man!!!! #2'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkkT_jw72_8/TuLoXBJhiVI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8IiKC6uHcZQ/s72-c/PC091949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-4329599570444846635</id><published>2011-12-07T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T23:06:16.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iwrath #2</title><content type='html'>for all the things that happened today and the day before.........&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dbufrfw8fhy-w8rICYGCR76GFWFNJBUDVGTFR9U3R-FWICPASMCSKDJVBERGYV8EVG8CBWDIJCBIYXBQhbecybvuybvg8ehfbnsjdh vbyfrg7wfyh398rujeofijigyu56vgervyb eyg97yty69d7quhsyvycbuycvbervuih4fgvjwocinkjcbkncsp[i=4-fi-tu97firuncjshcv utfewfgeiuhweiufhufcvwyfgw&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;oficnebpqvbyf&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wefgy2&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;efubWEPFBYGR9[3F7VB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUHH PUAS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not in a good mood. back off!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;officially, from now on, you are none of my business anymore. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-4329599570444846635?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4329599570444846635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=4329599570444846635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/4329599570444846635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/4329599570444846635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/iwrath-2.html' title='iwrath #2'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-5899034740937392538</id><published>2011-12-07T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:43:06.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bila bila bila???</title><content type='html'>lepas class GM kat jln hospital campus, aku ke library.. nak cari buku utnuk buat assignment endodontic instruments Dr Wai kena hantar jumaat nih. dah alang2 nak cari buku tuh, buat terus lah sikit2.. masuk dlm carrel room tingkat 2 menghadap KOD baru yg ntah abad brape baru boleh masuk...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3aBoafsw_Y/Tt7fGOaKksI/AAAAAAAAA9s/hB9z-WEDmMw/s1600/IMG00471-20111207-1133edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3aBoafsw_Y/Tt7fGOaKksI/AAAAAAAAA9s/hB9z-WEDmMw/s320/IMG00471-20111207-1133edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683225077828195010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a building that makes you go oh-la-laaa...&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sikit punya awesome bgunan tp xdpt2 lg masuk. xtau prob ape kt dlm tuh. wiring? dental chair? tapi dari jauh ni aku nampak ade org buat keje kat dlm tuh. bawak tangga..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh cepat lah siapkan bgunan kami tuh. tak sabar nak lari2 dari hujung ke hujung. lepas ni bley main kejar2 dn patient pedo. yeee haww!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok back to work! chop chop chop!! (berangan masuk masterchef =P )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;URTI again, pharyngitis.. =(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-5899034740937392538?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5899034740937392538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=5899034740937392538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5899034740937392538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5899034740937392538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/bila-bila-bila.html' title='bila bila bila???'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3aBoafsw_Y/Tt7fGOaKksI/AAAAAAAAA9s/hB9z-WEDmMw/s72-c/IMG00471-20111207-1133edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-2359931499672501642</id><published>2011-12-05T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:48:43.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seasonal flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GGzlaVd-L4A/TtyzYTa_WJI/AAAAAAAAA9g/76GbdBcq4IY/s1600/Cartoon_sickdemam.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GGzlaVd-L4A/TtyzYTa_WJI/AAAAAAAAA9g/76GbdBcq4IY/s320/Cartoon_sickdemam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682614059946432658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know you are sick (fever, flu, n cough) when.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;you have a non-stop running nose. rasa nak cabut idung, gantung tempat lain, kau nak berair, hah berair kat situ sorang2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blocked sinus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you have a bunch of tissue paper by your side wherever you go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your head feels like its going to explode any moment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you cant swallow coz its freaking painful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;all of a sudden, you lost your appetite (even ade goreng pisang, mee goreng mamak depan mata)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your mouth feels wierd.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;every move you made, your joints feels like a broken hinge &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;any single touch to your skin, even if it is your sweater, feels like a thousand needle pricking into the skin, deep to the bone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your submandibular lymp node will be palpable and tender on palpation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your tonsils will be inflammed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you dont want to do anything, but to lay down on your bed, curled up in your blanky and read a book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;suara lu serak-serak basah mcm penyanyi rock woooo!!! hoyeahhhhh!!! rock steady!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mata yang merah dan kuyu saje... mcm zombie dah aku rasa..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have all the above. kau ade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been fighting since thursday. harini dah cecah threshold. tadi nampak white dot on the left tonsil. esok ptg wajib pergi clinic. will have to skip oral surgery clinic session tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagi 2 articles xsiap lagi. deng!! bila nak siapkan nih? dgn assignment lg menanti jumaat nih. oii idung. sudah2 lah tu kuar mucus nye!! tak reti penat ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;nk tnya mizah boleh x hantar lusa article tuh, agak2 dia bg tak?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-2359931499672501642?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2359931499672501642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=2359931499672501642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2359931499672501642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2359931499672501642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/12/seasonal-flu.html' title='seasonal flu'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GGzlaVd-L4A/TtyzYTa_WJI/AAAAAAAAA9g/76GbdBcq4IY/s72-c/Cartoon_sickdemam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-3658432013929923930</id><published>2011-11-24T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T18:51:29.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suddenly everything WENT WRONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"This is life. There will come a day when everything is all about you. Next day nothing for you, everything is miserable"-Dr Ammar A Mustafa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and i couldn't agree more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;were you hurt? coz i'm in pain too. someone please make me cry, i don't mind. i need a good cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;stop this crappy shit asap man!! can't take it anymore. grrrr...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-3658432013929923930?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3658432013929923930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=3658432013929923930&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3658432013929923930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3658432013929923930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/suddenly-everything-went-wrong.html' title='suddenly everything WENT WRONG'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-1683251720219502517</id><published>2011-11-24T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T02:03:38.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight RANT</title><content type='html'>its a rant. i repeat, a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;R-A-N-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. so bear with me. will ya?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yukApfmBdLU/Ts0qUrw4ZmI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/NVb0Ws7NNzA/s1600/talkative%2Bcartoon.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yukApfmBdLU/Ts0qUrw4ZmI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/NVb0Ws7NNzA/s320/talkative%2Bcartoon.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678241240017561186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;night clinic session had just started. serupa mcm xde makna pun.. pagi sampai petang duduk kat KOD siapkan denture, mlm2 duk kat KOD lagi.. konon org kata clinic mlm siang2 boleh relax. relax tok hang. serupa je. asal mlm pakai tunic, bebudak lain pandang pelik. balik dari clinic lapar. makan.. pastu gemuk. dush dush!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dah dua malam makan burger. smlm lagi extreme. ice-cream ngan burger. stress masa filzri buat tooth extraction. bukan stress dgn procedure tu, stress dgn org2 yg tgk. sabar je lah aku. filzri tgh kalut, boleh pulak gelakkan dia. aku debik sekor2 kang baru tau.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tetiba lepas filzri buat extraction smlm aku rasa mcm OS tu best. rasa mcm excited pulak nak cabut gigi org. serious!! i know it sounded ridiculous but seriously, i found OS interesting!! but not as interesting as DPH and prostho lah beb!! mane boleh lawan dua tuh.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nak makan sushi. banyak banyak sangat sangat. tak kira nak jugak!! sape belikan untuk aku mmg aku syg dia sepenuh hati!! cehh, ayat xnak kalah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;untuk The Torch issue 4, ade bnyk sngt benda kena tulis. so far ade 3. tak tau la sempat ke tak. first article sata, next kena cover cerita pasal IPT Futsal Tournament Final Round from this 25th to 5th December. nak mintak jadual bro fadzlan of sports unit iium kuantan didnt pick up the phone nor reply the text. xtau ke aku ade bnyk lg benda lain nak buat????? akhir sekali cerita pasal research Dr Ammar. hopefully sempat tulis semuanya.. hopefully ade yg bakal dimasukkan dlm the torch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bangun pagi je bukak tingkap, nmpk ni......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tjHVSrzva28/Ts0qUfyvVBI/AAAAAAAAA9I/dyJbFtW34QA/s1600/PB231878edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tjHVSrzva28/Ts0qUfyvVBI/AAAAAAAAA9I/dyJbFtW34QA/s320/PB231878edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678241236804129810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lawa tak lawa tak????? cantik kn???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;warna langit yg cantik. subhanallah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;mimpi pelik dah kelakar mlm tadi. aku kena paksa kawen!!!! gila talak ke ape??? sebab kena paksa kawen?? pengantin pompuan ilang, tp preparation semua ade. korg ingt aku ni pengantin tangkap muat ke?? main aci redah je kawen org tu org ni?? bangun pagi je blurr kejap. tetiba betul aku kena paksa kawen, tak ke naya?? ya ampun.. mintak dijauhkan lah...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;masih tergantung. tapi sepertinya he made himself clear already. hemm... tak tau lah nak komen mcm mn.. serious ckp. sabar je lah sorang2.. benda dah jadi.. nak buat mcm mn.. redha je lah kau mmg dilahirkan mcm ni.. yg tak faham tu senyap sudah. gi manin jauh2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;suka ape yg Abd Rahman tulis kat page batch aku kat fb. something that sounds like this: &lt;b&gt;jgn kau sentuh perempuan walaupun hatinya&lt;/b&gt;. SERIOUS! (ok aku xtau brape bnyk kali aku duk ulang serious. lantak ahh.. kisah ape aku) kalau korg xyakin korg (lelaki2 di luar sana) takkan sakitkan hati milik kaum Hawa nih, jgn nak gatal2 nak buat kitaorg fall for u guys. impact dia lebih besar berbanding impact meteor jatuh ke muka bumi.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tengah gila lagu The One That Got Away-Katy Perry... especially chorus dan bahagian nih...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;its time to face the music&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm no longer your muse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan juga ini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all these money can't buy me a time machine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;can't replace you with a million rings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i should have told u how much u mean to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cause now i pay the price&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok so in a whole mmg suka gila lagu tuh skrg. the lyric, the music, the video clip. &lt;b&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i miss you. the old you. the old us. i hate the new you. the new us. its ugly. i hate it from the bottom of my heart. and i hate the fact that i keep on thinking about our past. asal ehh memory kita ni xmcm memory computer. delete format je ilang terus. kan senang mcm tu. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dah pukul 0150. pegi tido lah izzati oii!!! ape mende lg yg kau nak meracau dlm blog nih?? (banyak.. bnyk sngt.. tp agak mengantuk so i have to stop)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps i should put it as midnight RANT #1 on the title. but then nevermind. lain kali kalau nak merepek lagi aku tambah je #2 kat belakang.. ranting sebab xcukup forum nak cerita2 kat org. xpuas cerita.. letak la kat blog. what to do.. i talk a lot. God knows how talkative i am. tapi depan doc bisu!! dush dush!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nak kawen nanti kena cari org yg sanggup tadah telinga dgr aku cerita mcm2 benda hari2. tak nak respon pun xpe asal dengar. tak paksa pun nak suruh bg opinion bagai.. tapi paksa dengar je. kikikiki......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough. go to sleep. u have class tomorrow at 0800 izzati. go to bed. NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i can make it through the rain even without umbrella. i'll get fever n cold but i'll bear with it and be strong and stand up once again..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-1683251720219502517?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1683251720219502517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=1683251720219502517&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1683251720219502517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1683251720219502517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/midnight-rant.html' title='midnight RANT'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yukApfmBdLU/Ts0qUrw4ZmI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/NVb0Ws7NNzA/s72-c/talkative%2Bcartoon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-2879416744442097983</id><published>2011-11-20T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:42:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you just DON'T ALWAYS GET what you want</title><content type='html'>well hello there!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seperti post sebelumnya, jumaat dan sabtu lepas (semalam) aku ke KL, saje2 nak jumpa kwn2 di uia gombak. misi lain antaranya nak cari dunkin donut yg mmg dah lama mengidam dari dulu.. and also burger king. lama wooo tak melantak bendalah2 nih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if u ever asking me how was the trip, i would rather say: not as i expected. nak tau ape jadi? meh sini aku cerita satu persatu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas je dari habis paper prostho pagi tu aku terus balik bilik, kemas barang dan bilik sebab tak kemas lagi. sementara felly n k.faex tengah nak exam, aku duduk kat bilik main game sambil tunggu diaorg habis exam. lepas habis kemas tu aku main game tetiba dpt msg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;belle!!-kwn aku dari gombak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ade beberapa sesi balas membalas msg tapi end up aku xdpt jumpa dia sebab tetiba dia ade keje kena buat last mins. plan asal, jumpa dia kat gombak the moment aku sampai gombak ptg tu. ok fine, jadi petang tu aku dah tak de sape nak jumpa. aiman ade seminar, afif kena jaga exam, kaled kena pergi masjid jamek ambik baju melayu, n other ppl pun ade mcm2 hal lain. fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then dpt msg lagi. this time from nazriq. tanya aku jadi ke tak nak dtg office NST untuk meeting. lepas fikir2 ptg tu aku xde nak jumpa sesape, aku ckp kt dia aku jadi pegi office NST. ya, aku pegi office NST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;penyudahnya dari plan asal nak gerak kul 12, drag ke 12 lebih dekat nak pukul 1 sebab diaorg (felly n k.faex) ade meeting plak pas exam. fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau dah gerak dlm kul 1 tu sampai kl dlm kul 3 lebih. sampai je kat tol gombak, aku msg nazriq tnya dia kot klu aku xsempat dtg, klu aku lambat mcm mn? and he asked "how late?". aku ckp aku baru nak gerak ke terminal putra lrt gombak. dia ckp sempat je sampai. diaorg balik paling awl pun kul 5.30 mcm tu.. huhu tau je sempat, lega sket aku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so i took the train to bangsar. sampai kat bangsar, berbekalkan map yg nazriq email kat aku mlm jumaat haritu, aku pergi cari office NST, jalan kaki ade la dlm 5-7 minit jugak. dalam pukul 4.05 tuh nazriq msg "where r u now?" kot lah tetiba aku hilang kena cekup dek mamat ntah mane2 kat bangsar tuh, naya kena jwb dgn mak aku. maka aku reply "walking to the office. i can see the orange building!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;berjalan kehadapan lagi dan masuk simpang ke kanan aku teruskan perjalanan. ikut map nazriq bagi yg ade dlm kepala otak aku, it should be somewhere here.. warung melayu... warung cina.... office paper cina.... where the hell is NST?? tetiba aku tak nampak mane pegi bangunan oren. jgn kata aku sesat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jalan ke depan lagi aku nampak bangunan warna grey/silver. di depan bangunan ade sorang mamat pakai jeans dgn shirt stripes warna purple, pakai cermin mata, tinggi. nazriq!! phewww... lega aku. ingatkan dah sesat tadi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you are on time! i told them you'll be arriving around 4.15 but you managed to be here at 4.10!! and another thing, you find your way to NST!! some people get lost, even they've been here few times." bebel nazriq. aku duk termengah2 penat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ohh really? thank God. i thought the building is orange in colour. how come it changes to grey? i thought i was lost just now.." kami melangkah masuk ke office NST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"haha.. so you will be introducing yourself to everyone. are you ready?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"do i have to??? i'm nervous! my hands are shaking! dari dlm lrt lagi." and so kami dah sampai ke bahagian Education NST yg bertanggungjawab untuk projek Journalism On Campus ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ohh, here comes Mr Balan." kata nazriq. nice, mula2 dtg je terus jumpa salah sorang bos diaorg. and so i greeted him, then he invited me to join the meeting. masuk je bilik meeting tu, aku nampak bersusun laptop atas meja. semua tengah sibuk dul alter layout sana sini supaya semua muat dlm satu page tuh gambar, captions, text... and so i was introduced by nazriq. and then here come Michael. well mmg time tu mengeletar jugak la aku. Michael dah mintak mane article sata aku. then aku ckp aku baru habis exam, xsempat nak pergi buat research semua. Mr Balan pulak duk kata sata paling best kat Rompin, originated from Terengganu bla bla bla... ok tetiba aku rasa mcm kena bom. tetiba mcm xnk buat pasal sata. deng!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau aku nak cerita sampia habis ape jadi masa aku kat NST tuh, mmg takkan habis. tapi overall i had fun. i had so much fun. and and and........!!! masa dah nak balik tu, sebelum masuk lif, jumpa dgn Mary. Bigger boss. even Mr Balan call her boss. nazriq told me that i'm lucky that i met her. susah nak jumpa Mary, even diaorg yg selalu pergi NST pun jarang jumpa dia, tetiba aku dpt jumpa dia. Mary is A VERY NICE LADY. sangat baik. dia bukan mcm Meryl Strepp dlm the Devil Wears Prada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pulang ke uia, aku naik dgn faysal, nazriq dan hawa. tapi nazriq had to go to pj so faysal dropped him at bangsar lrt station. sepanjang perjalanan pulang ke uia gombak aku dan hawa dan faysal berborak2.. diaorg semua sibuk tnya pasal course aku,dentistry. how scary that is, menggelikan dan segala bagai.. dan betapa aku xde cuti panjang xmcm diaorg.. bla bla bla.... it was fun. walaupun cuma bercakap pasal hal masing2 dlm kete sepanjang perjalanan dari bangsar ke gombak, tapi best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sampai kat gombak faysal hantar aku ke bilik emy, ex-roomate aku masa aku kat pj dulu. dan aku pun duduk je lah kat bilik dia, doing nothing sebab dia nak exam, dinner pun tak, lapar gila nak mati sebab dari pagi tak makan. serious lapar tak tipu punya. nak ajak emy mkn, dia jenis xdinner n dia pun nak exam. ajak aiman, dia ade class, ajak afif dia nk study esok exam, nak ajak Dan dia kena hantar roomate dia balik rumah.... maka aku layankan aje lah keroncong perut aku nihh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esoknya (sabtu) aku bangun nak ajak org pergi breakfast. tapi haram sorg pun xnk pegi. sedih gila babengs dowh. serious tak tipu punya. maka aku pun tunggu emy nak pergi exam dalm kul 1030 tu gerak. aku ready terus beg aku in case lepas dia exam nak terus gerak, senang beg dah ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sementara tunggu emy habis exam dan afif habis exam dlm kul 12, aku pergi ke kedai buku kat azman hashim complex. saje nak cari buku. nak pergi library tak tau jalan.. lama jugak aku duduk dlm kedai buku tu. belek buka sana sini.. usha pen sana sini.. last2 aku beli satu buku.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To The Lighthouse-Virginia Woolf.. aku lupa nak ambik gambar. nanti bila aku dah habis baca, aku buat book review ehh. yg best pasal buku ni, dia murah. rm15. mane nak cari dowh!! semua english novel dia rm15. gila. serious gila. serious klu aku kat gombak, atau kedai buku tu ade kat kuantan, dah lama aku borong buku every month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so sementara aku duk kat azman hasim complex tunggu afif habis exam, dia ajak aku lunch, aku baca buku yg aku baru beli. duk tengah baca tu tetiba ade makhluk tegur aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"rajin gila baca buku..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFIF!!! my long lost schoolmate dari darjah 3!!! hoboii jumpa jugak aku dengan kau akhirnya!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'senang je aku nak cari kau kat sini. kau buat ape kat sini, kat sini mane ade org lepak dowh." afif ckp.. ohh ye ke?? mano den tau!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka kami gerak ke cafe di HS, makan. aku cari nasik!! lapar dari pagi jumaat tak makan!! afif tak makan, dia cuma minum je. tapi ayat dia paling best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afif: aku nak tanya kau something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku: hem ape dia??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afif: kau makan banyak, tapi kurus kecik jugak. mcm mn ehh? (nak tersedak aku yg time tu tengah minum air)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku: kurus kau kata?? kau tak tau aku ade invisible fat!! haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afif: kau jgn, aku dah bayang perut kau boroi!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku: haha.. ngek!! xde la smpai mcm tu. bnyk sngt ke aku mkn? ni standard la aku mkn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afif: bnyk la tu. aku mkn pun kurang dari kau. tengok nasik kau, banyak gila. kau tak ambik kuah ke??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku: aku ambik sup je. xambik kari atau gulai. mcm ni la lauk aku hari2.. (sambil merujuk kepada ayam goreng bahagian dada yg mmg menjadi fav aku dan sayur selonggok kat tepi pinggan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afif: asal tak ambik??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku: tak mau. takut pedas. aku xboleh mkn pedas. tak tahan. nnti sakit perut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan seperti aku katakan, kalau aku nak cerita semua benda, mmg tak kan habis.. lepas je mkn tu afif bawak aku pergi masjid, tengok org jual2 tudung dan baju, dan juga atas permintaan aku, dia bawak aku ke library. super besar!!!! kalah kuantan punya!! paling best masuk section law. journal2 dia cover depan buat dari kulit beb!!! classic gila!! then nampak abg2 kakak2 loyar pakai balck n white tgh discuss. fuyooo.. awesome man!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau dah kaki buku pergi masuk library dgn makhluk yg mmg payah nak jumpa bayang kat library dan kata "membaca membuang masa" sah sah la kejap je aku masuk library tu. kesian pulak kat afif kena layan gian aku kat library. lepas tu aku kembali ke HS tunggu Emy kat situ. bila dia dah habis exam aku jumpa aiman dan wawa kat bilik aiman. kejap je sebab dia pun nak balik dah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dalam pukul 2 mcm tu aku pun blah dari uia gombak, ke Sogo, jumpa uncle sebab nak ambik tiket balik kuantan kul 4.30pm. dalam hati nak nangis sebab tak dapat spend masa dgn ramai org. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DqkOFt3Xd9w/TskrKVKIN7I/AAAAAAAAA84/OtE-YFiI2Rc/s1600/PB191771edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DqkOFt3Xd9w/TskrKVKIN7I/AAAAAAAAA84/OtE-YFiI2Rc/s320/PB191771edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677116261755533234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sepertimana lebatnya hujan yg turun membasahi bumi KL petang aku balik tu, mcm tu punya banyak lah air mata yg aku harap aku boleh keluarkan untuk express kesedihan aku&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;duduk dlm bas, seat sebelah aku kosong.. syok je layan emosi sorg2.. kalau dapat nangis lagi best. lantak la org depan/blakang aku nak ckp ape. malangnya, usahkan setitik yg nak keluar, bertakung pun tidak. mmg harapan lah nak meraung dlm bas tu nangis tersedu sedan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only thing that made me happy throughout the trip was meeting up with NST bosses n other Torchians. tu saje. kalaulah Kuantan-Gombak ni dekat takat sejam je paling lama perjalanan, sumpah aku pergi meeting diaorg selalu. they are very warm n friendly n funny. reminds me of LAC people masa kat PJ dulu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku xckp aku xhappy jumpa kwn2 aku.. aku cuma sedih sebab xdpt spend quality time dgn diaorg sebab semua pun exam. pastu salahkan aku dtg time diaorg exam. mane lah aku tau time tu korg nak exam lah, ade keje lain lah, urusan lain lah. kalau aku tau korg semua sibuk, aku pun xde nak kacau korg. reti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fine, ckp aku dtg time tak betul. malas dah nk dtg gombak jumpa korg baru tau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malas nak tambah sakit jiwa ckp pasal org yg x reti nak appreciate what we have been through for them. overall, misi untuk mendapatkan name tag berhasil. still xdpt dunkin donut n burger king. lain kali lah.. dtg KL, tapi xmau bgtau diaorg aku dtg KL. nnti satgi ade pulak yg ckp aku dtg time tak betul lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekcpy9Zd4fs/TskrKFg5soI/AAAAAAAAA8w/isMgQ6_ac4g/s1600/PB201772edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekcpy9Zd4fs/TskrKFg5soI/AAAAAAAAA8w/isMgQ6_ac4g/s320/PB201772edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677116257556083330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Torch:Reporter.... buat lah journo.. kan lagi coolio!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah.. tu lah dia cerita pasal trip weekend aku yg tak berapa nak best. i know. how irony, i didnt plan to join the NST meeting, yet they are the one that lighten me up throughout the trip smpailah aku balik kuantan semula. manusia2 yg aku nak jumpa tak pulak mcm tu, well except afif. tak habis2 dgn idea gila nak bela semut. ape dah hilang kewarasan?? nak sngt bela semut marilah ke ostel aku. bnyk!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright. harus tido skrg. esok (skrg kul 1.31am, kira pagi nanti lah) ade visit from IIUM Educare. jumpa bebudak comel kecik2 dan melayan kerenah mereka dtg KOD. kids!! one thing bout them, they always made me happy disebalik kenakalan mereka semua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time. good night all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan aku masih keliru. masih juga seperti dahulu. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-2879416744442097983?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2879416744442097983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=2879416744442097983&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2879416744442097983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2879416744442097983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-just-dont-always-get-what-you-want.html' title='you just DON&apos;T ALWAYS GET what you want'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DqkOFt3Xd9w/TskrKVKIN7I/AAAAAAAAA84/OtE-YFiI2Rc/s72-c/PB191771edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-2997027848735661795</id><published>2011-11-17T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:33:22.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me so FRIGGIN EXCITED man!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLEJbArjSUc/TsTQLCbenKI/AAAAAAAAA8k/2qPt1GI0la8/s1600/IMG00458-20111117-1715edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLEJbArjSUc/TsTQLCbenKI/AAAAAAAAA8k/2qPt1GI0la8/s320/IMG00458-20111117-1715edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675890318442929314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esok paper last, prostho. lepas tu MERDEKAA!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tak sabar nak pergi gombak!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nak jumpa emy, aiman, wawa, afif, bell, encik daniel azere.... weeeee.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi tetiba smlm nazriq ajak pergi office NST bila dpt tau aku nak gi gombak (&lt;i&gt;aku bgtau dia sebab ingt nak jumpa, nak ambik name tag untuk co-respondent kuantan yg lain dah alang2 aku pergi gombak&lt;/i&gt;), untuk join final production process third issue the torch... rare opportunity tu beb!! selalu kalau dah final touch-up dgn NST akan dihadiri oleh orang-orang penting dalam The Torch (head setiap division) and also mentors and boss from NST.. bila lagi wehh nak dpt peluang tengok mcm mn flow production newspaper, behind the scene.. dah tu jumpa boss2 dari NST pulak tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;serious aku rasa mcm aku nak pergi. pakat je lah dah berjanji dgn org nak lepak sesama, plus klu ikut diaorg pergi office NST, discussion laaaaaamaaaaaaa sngt. silap haribulan smpai malam. dah tu bila nye aku nak jumpa member2 aku?? ye dak? xpe lah.. this time i'll pass. next time lah. hopefully there will be a next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey shouldnt waste my precious studying time. ohh uia gombak, wait for meeee!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;smlm tgk video clip Katy Perry-The One That Got Away. SEDIHHHH!!!!! waaaaaaa............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-2997027848735661795?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2997027848735661795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=2997027848735661795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2997027848735661795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2997027848735661795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/me-so-friggin-excited-man.html' title='me so FRIGGIN EXCITED man!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLEJbArjSUc/TsTQLCbenKI/AAAAAAAAA8k/2qPt1GI0la8/s72-c/IMG00458-20111117-1715edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-3289330315413493211</id><published>2011-11-11T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T01:05:39.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bo Bedroom Sanctuary - Lagu</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t7yyXloobzs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah lama nak cari lagu ni. baru jumpa.. jatuh cinta pendengaran pertama.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hariku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;harus dipenuhi dengan kehadiran mu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sayangku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fikiranku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hanya dipenuhi dengan senyumanmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alangkah indah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jika dirimu sentiasa disisiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sayangku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;berikan ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hanya satu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hanya satu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hariku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;harus dipenuhi dengan kemajnaanmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sinarku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fikiranku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hanya dipenuhi dengan suaramu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;divaku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jom dengar sambil study untk exam minggu depan!! yosh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;dpt invitation untuk pegi Young Writers Award. 12th Dec. hopefully dr. bo bg pegi... nak pegi sangat1000x!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-3289330315413493211?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3289330315413493211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=3289330315413493211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3289330315413493211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3289330315413493211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/bo-bedroom-sanctuary-lagu.html' title='Bo Bedroom Sanctuary - Lagu'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/t7yyXloobzs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6576887377768046217</id><published>2011-11-09T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T01:11:14.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dah xde modal sangat ke????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TS_1e1bBEDc/TrlgS8gbxvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/F3Yk3jQelzQ/s1600/cartoon%2Blove.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TS_1e1bBEDc/TrlgS8gbxvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/F3Yk3jQelzQ/s320/cartoon%2Blove.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672671084245927666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey woman! do you really, like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have to make it &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;OBVIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that you like him in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PUBLIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, on his &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FACEBOOK WALL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like............ &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SERIOUSLY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka amal berkata: gila murah perempuan tuh!! amek kau!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;berbolu betul aku dengan perangai kau. kerana nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;wire bending, exam.. hectic. pening.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6576887377768046217?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6576887377768046217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6576887377768046217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6576887377768046217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6576887377768046217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/dah-xde-modal-sangat-ke.html' title='dah xde modal sangat ke????'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TS_1e1bBEDc/TrlgS8gbxvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/F3Yk3jQelzQ/s72-c/cartoon%2Blove.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-5978085367775507429</id><published>2011-11-07T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:01:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bijak susah, kurang bijak pun susah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxSc_wRCIRI/TrfuO9knZ2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/GB30HNVQWlc/s1600/smart%2Bguy2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxSc_wRCIRI/TrfuO9knZ2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/GB30HNVQWlc/s320/smart%2Bguy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672264196510148450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;kau faham ke tidak ape aku cakap ni?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guys with brain are irresistible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jYfj-nxJjo/TrfuO69aAeI/AAAAAAAAA78/w6czcYGvNaU/s1600/100_8452.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jYfj-nxJjo/TrfuO69aAeI/AAAAAAAAA78/w6czcYGvNaU/s320/100_8452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672264195808821730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;does that means i am sexayyyyy? look into my eyess......&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no no no.... not that nerd. you'll end up looking like a doofus. oopsss!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like smart guys, but not to the extent which i have to Google to whatever the words/thing he's talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, come on dude!! there are many other simpler ways to describe whatever the thing you would like to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont invent Wikipedia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_VoObvzlPQ/TrfuOkUtfKI/AAAAAAAAA70/FMQXOvCidG8/s1600/smart%2Bguy%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_VoObvzlPQ/TrfuOkUtfKI/AAAAAAAAA70/FMQXOvCidG8/s320/smart%2Bguy%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672264189732551842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey you, be mine? =p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*post setelah 'kena' dengan someone. ade je simpler words untuk bgtau benda tu. saje je.. tau la hebat english, aku tak. jealous much. grrrr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;need a time machine. but you will always be YOU.... -sigh-&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-5978085367775507429?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5978085367775507429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=5978085367775507429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5978085367775507429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5978085367775507429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/bijak-susah-kurang-bijak-pun-susah.html' title='bijak susah, kurang bijak pun susah'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxSc_wRCIRI/TrfuO9knZ2I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/GB30HNVQWlc/s72-c/smart%2Bguy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6939928193924634796</id><published>2011-11-06T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:21:58.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>azam dan TEKAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98hSfJA2soo/TrZ9wh4XgdI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JrRKIA3kycw/s1600/P8301495.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98hSfJA2soo/TrZ9wh4XgdI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JrRKIA3kycw/s320/P8301495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671859053401702866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;rumah jiran depan rumah kat kampung&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nanti kalau aku dah keje, duit dah ade nanti, aku nak repair rumah atuk aku kat kampung, so that everytime raya aku boleh raya kat kampung, xde beraya kat kuantan. sesungguhnya raya kat kuantan atau di bandar sungguh bosan sekali. SERIOUS CAKAP. kepada penghuni bandar, no offense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh sini aku nak bagitau korg ape yg korg hilang/tak rasa kalau korg raya kat bandar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;perjalanan jauh balik kampung yg sangat best.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;journey balik kampung la yg paling syok skali. jalan menikmati permandangan kiri kanan jalan... lagi pulak kalau naik bas, teringat zaman ulang-alik kl-kuantan dolu2 mcm2 jenis manusia jumpa. nak thrill lagi? berbuka puasa dlm kereta. jadi co-pilot kena sedia food untuk driver berbuka (selalunya mama, cuma raya puasa dulu mama suruh drive balik lanchang sebab dia xlarat nak drive). ape ingat senang ke jadi co-pilot? kena make sure driver tak ngantuk.. sedia food driver klu driver nak mkn.. sedia duit untuk tol dan segala bagai. kalau co-pilot ngantuk, driver nak depend kat sape? nak suruh passenger yg dah tido membuta kat blakang pass mknn? haram......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;org2 kat kampung yg friendly semacam.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;yg ni undeniable. dari jauh lagi diaorg melaung panggil nama kau, bgtau kat satu kampung kau dah balik raya. lepas tu pergi lepak rumah diaorg, buat mcm rumah sendiri. jalan kaki je, sebab rumah2 kat kampung dekat2 je. kalau kat bandar? hmph, nak tengok muka jiran sebelah di pagi hari pun sikit punya seksa. ni pulak nak laung nama diaorg, nnti sat gi ade yg ingt korg gila. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;rumah kt kampung mmg xpernah xde org xdatang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;mmg air dan mknn kena sentiasa ada. lepas rombongan pak cik ni, mak cik ni pulak datang. lepas tu bebudak datang dari ceruk mana pulak dtg. tak kira la raya puasa ke, raya haji ke, atau kalau kitaorg saje2 balik kampung suka2 dah lama tak tengok rumah. tak kira pagi, petang, tengahari.. confirm ade org dtg. mlm je xde sebab usually org kampung tido awl, esok pagi nak bgun start keje (usually).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;bunyi mercun dan bunga api yg lagi menambah keceriaan suasana raya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;mercun kat kampung dgn mercun kat bandar serious lain. lagi2 klu org yg duk kat area cina mcm aku. kalau time raya xbnyk sngt bunyi mercun. rasa mcm raya tu tak kick. kat kampung, mercun2 ni diaorg letak dlm botol, nak bagi bunyi tu power sket. lagi up letak dlm batang paip. meriam buluh? toksah cerita la beb. kalau xde tu mmg pelik. bunga api pulak, ade yg jenis budak2 kecik main, yg org tua main spesis berkaler2 cantik kat langit tuh tak tau brape cycle dah dlm satu malam. meriah gila wa cakap sama lu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;kampung sejukkkkkkk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;tak yah pasang AC pun. balik kampung kena ready selimut tebal. sebab pagi2 mmg sejuk. perghh... syok gila. mandi2 tu air dia lagi la...... rasa mcm nak mandi mcm p.ramlee mandi pun ade. cuci mata je. aku ingt lagi zaman aku kecik2, mandi air kolah tepi rumah atuk aku. makaihhh... tak sanggup nak mandi masa tu sebab sejuk. tapi nnti klu xmandi mama marah, nak tak nak redha je la.. skrg kolah tu ade, air je yg xde sebab xde org pakai, nyamuk pulak pakai buat wad bersalin dia. tu baru balik lanchang. tak cerita kalau balik raub lagi. kalau balik raub lagi lah. sejuk gila. pepagi buta, malam2.. tengahari je la yg tak sejuk. tapi redup je sebab rumah pak cik aku dlm kebun getah dia, kira xde kena panas sngt. duduk pulak kat bukit, lagi lah.. mmg dtg rumah dia kalau tak tahan mandi air kolah tu, aku mandi guna water heater. super sejuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;jumpa lembu, kambing, itik, ayam, karbau...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;dan juga taik diaorg... hahaha.. kalau drive tu baik la elok2, silap haribulan ade yg dpt cop taik lembu kat tayar kete. hidu lah kau bau taik lembu sepanjang perjalanan. adik aku yg umur 15 thun baru kenal itik serati masa balik kampung baru2 ni. aku bantai gelakkan dia. hape da... itik pun xkenal ke? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pernah balik raub, ade babi hutan!! hahahaha... awesome gila. arwah pak cik aku pun tunjuk skill dia, ambik senapang patah, tembak. pastu panggil kawan cina dia suruh ambik babi tuh bawak balik. raya lah uncle cina tuh rendang babi barang seminggu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;makan best2 especially kalau kenduri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;gulai kawah masak pakai kayu api beb. mane nak cari??? semua buat secara bergotong-royong. xde catering2 nih. kalau kari tuh, daging dia besar2 tapi lembut, xde kecik2 lemak je lebih mcm zaman skrg. rasa kari dia mmg kaw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;food lain semua jenis senang cari. kalau sayur2 tu cari blakang rumah je. tak pun pow rumah jiran. kalau ayam tuh, kejar keliling kampung pastu sembelih je. kalau daging tu, mak aku cerita, arwah nenek aku ade suruh org bela kerbau untuk dia. jadi selalu jugak la diaorg mkn kerbau. satu hal lagi, family aku makan daging kerbau, tak makan lembu. aku pulak mkn je dua-dua tapi prefer kerbau maybe sebab dari kecik lagi mkn kerbau je, smpai ke besar la nak mkn kerbau nye. dah kata cucu yang ngah.... hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok basically tu sebahagian dari ape yg ade kat kampung, xde kat bandar. serious bosan raya kat kuantan. raya haji tahun ni tak balik kampung sebab org lain pun xbalik, aku pun xcuti lama, esok dah kena balik uia semula.. xdpt enjoy raya lama2 kat kampung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka dengan itu, aku nekad, aku nak repair rumah kat kampung tu kalau aku dah keje nanti. kira nnti kalau balik raya ke ape, aku boleh balik lanchang, xde la balik kuantan. plus kubur arwah abah kat lanchang, lagi satu sebab untuk jaga rumah tu betul2. nanti kitaorg adik beradik kumpul ramai2 kat lanchang, sepupu2 mana2 yg nak lepak sama boleh join skali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin mmg dari kecik aku dah biasa dgn environment kampung, bila tetiba tak balik tu rasa lain. serious tak pernah rindu kampung mcm ni. environment masuk kampung je bau kampung (bau pokok plus taik lembu. hahaha...) and aku xkisah klu org nak kata aku budak kampung sebab mmg aku membesar dgn environment mcm tu. cuti skolah berminggu2 balik kampung.. pehh best best. mandi sungai dalam kebun getah aki, merayap sampai hujung kampung. usha bangau kat paya dgn arwah abah.. kejar van ais-krim..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mama kata, cari lah org yg ade kampung, senang. alah, ade kampung ke xde kampung ke, sama je. still boleh balik lanchang what??? kalau dia xde kampung, boleh tunjuk kat dia life kampung mcm mana. ye dak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh again, selamat hari raya aidil adha to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;burning love-elvis presley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6939928193924634796?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6939928193924634796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6939928193924634796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6939928193924634796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6939928193924634796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/azam-dan-tekad.html' title='azam dan TEKAD'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98hSfJA2soo/TrZ9wh4XgdI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JrRKIA3kycw/s72-c/P8301495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-1602421598694352659</id><published>2011-11-05T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:50:07.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me so FRIGGIN HAPPY man!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XqujqoimI8/TrTTiLkTWpI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9PReqRRAJp4/s1600/Smiling_Little_Girl2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XqujqoimI8/TrTTiLkTWpI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9PReqRRAJp4/s320/Smiling_Little_Girl2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671390414940363410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;rasa di awangan....... ni dah bukan cloud nine. cloud ten aku rasa. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semalam mendapat satu mesej dari dia yang mmg aku tak sangka-sangka. siapa sangka beb dia nak bgtau berita sehebat mcm tu! aku rasa aku faham bila bapak2 atau mak2 yang bila dokter announce diaorg bakal menjadi parents. coz seriously aku rasa mcm tu jugak skrg. cuma bezanya xde la aku nak jadi parents, cuma perasaan tu sama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semalam ade org msg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;im so head over heels missing you. angau overrated. will you be my girl?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoboii super excited mak kalau ade org yg kita suka ckp mcm tu kat kita. lagi best kalau Zack McLarren yg cakap. my own Malay version of Zack McLarren. malangnya itu bukanlah msg yg aku dapat semalam... tu mungkin ape yg org lain hantar kat someone else. teet.... kena tipu.  =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of Zack McLarren (my modern day version of Mr Darcy from Pride and Prejudice) aku dha habis baca buku yg baru beli minggu lepas masa keluar dgn amal dan anep. mmg best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok back to the topic. harini, kenapa aku hepi gila petala kelapan nih?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semalam pukul 12.58pm Nazriq of The Torch msg aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;salaam! michael kept his words. your article masuk =) n he gave the greenlight sal sata. he's sorry tak reply, he said go ahead =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;makaihhh happy gila aku. setelah menunggu selama 2 issue finally article aku masuk The Torch. and ohh, Michael is our mentor from NST. selalunya hari jumaat Torchians from Gombak will have meeting with people from NST to decide which article will make the cut to be published in The Torch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan kemudian aku reply semula msg Nazriq...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;haha yay!!! bout sata, im afraid i dont have enough time to write about it for issue 3. 14th end block exam till 18th. tak sempat nak tanya2 other students what do they think about sata n go to tanjung lumpur to learn more bout it. sooooo sorry nazriq=(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kemudian nazriq pula reply..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;s'ok. u can write it for issue 4 then! =) lepas solat jumaat then we'll know about what will happen to your toothpaste article.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok aku pulak keliru. ni yg lepas masuk the torch tu article APDSA ke? mati2 aku ingatkan article toothpaste yg hold dari issue 1 lagi. toothpaste article aku tuh kena hold last mins sebab org2 NST alter balik design semua dan article tu kena hold ke issue lain. but michael loves it and he wants to save it for last. well that's what nazriq has been telling me all this time. rasa mcm tak percaya pun ade jugak ckp dia sebab toothpaste je pun. sape nak baca beb? but he insisted that most of them find it interesting. they never knew that there are so many chemical used in a tube of toothpaste. and several ppl were sad the article had to be pushed to other issue. that's what he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keliru dgn kenyataan beliau sebentar tadi, aku reply msg nazriq semula..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ohh i thought toothpaste will be published rupanya APDSA. right then. have a nice day ahead!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but there's a chance it'll be in!&lt;/i&gt;! - kata nazriq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malam tadi around 10.35pm masa duk bergolek2 baca buku Jill Mansell atas katil dlm selimut, tetiba fon vibrate. nazriq!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dengan hati dan jantung yg bagai nak tercabut dari aorta, aku baca mesej..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ur toothpaste article made it =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahh aku rasa mcm nak melompat!!! serious cakap! tak tipu punya!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;woohoo!!! yay!! weeeee... oh God im so excited!!! OMG OMG..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka nazriq reply...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;congrats =) thats mean u have two articles in issue 3! btw, it'd be great if u could complete the article on sata by the first week of december-michael liked your idea!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice! hoboii serious bila dia ckp michael suka idea aku nak tulis pasal sata tu lagi la aku happy gila sakan. haha... sape tak happy bila supervisor/mentor from NST ok from NST sendiri suka idea yg kita nak bawak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadi aku check page IIUM Journalism On Campus-The Torch dan nazriq ade post layout third issue untuk The Torch. as i scrolled down, i can see my name among the writers. hehehe.... &lt;b&gt;APDSA will be the 2nd article in the Campus Frontline section page 3 and Know Your Toothpaste article will be on Life section, centerspread, page 13 LEAD ARTICLE BEB!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; my first baby akan jadi lead article for page 13!! mmg la tak se-gah mereka2 yg mendapat peluang tulis untuk front page tapi it means a lot to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak pernah terlintas dlm kepala otak aku nak tulis untuk official IIUM newspaper. or to be more exact, tak pernah terlintas dlm kepala otak aku nak tulis in any paper. tak pernah terfikir yg artikel aku akan diterbitkan, in english man!!! and the fact that The Torch will be read by 10000 people (gombak, kuantan, PJ and Nilai) buat aku lagi happy tak hengat donia.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dulu pernah sedih gila2, moral down bila article kena push to other issue, skrg dah terpilih masuk, dan michael pun bagitau dia suka idea sata aku, aku rasa lagi semangat nak menulis. insya-Allah lepas exam ni aku akan tulis lagi pasal sata dan beberapa artikel lain pasal nutrition n oral health, teeth bleaching.. tapi seperti kata nazriq, "kena tnya michael n see if he has any brilliant idea to make the article looks interesting"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aye aye captain!! okeyh polish skill menulis kita. and dont forget to read my article to all IIUM-ains and give your comment to my official the Torch email, farahazmi.torch@gmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;juga rasa sangat teruja nak menulis bila dapat tau beberapa ahli Torchians dapat invitaion to Young Writers Awards by NST. mmg artikel diaorg off the hook beb! u guys have my respect!! kalau aku tulis lg bnyak dan lagi bagus, maybe dapat invitation untuk thun depan. boleh jumpa young writers and be inspired by them. ohh  dear young writers out there who is still single and available, marry me!! you know, one thing bout writers, they are 'sexy' in their own mysterious way through their words. picture Johnny Depp in Secret Window. well i think he did half or three quarter of the job menunjukkan betapa awesomenya seorang penulis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok enough babbling izzati. start thinking of new idea on what to write and how, contact the new the torch kuantan co-respondent, syafiq (finally ade co-respondent lelaki from sciences!!) and ideas untuk stalls n exhibitions dental carnival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;balik cuti nak study dan siapkan notes ortho dan prostho. ingt nak buat wire bending rupanya wire tertinggal kat hostel. ceyt!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;selamat hari raya aidil adha semua!! have a nice day ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;where the hell have you been dude?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-1602421598694352659?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1602421598694352659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=1602421598694352659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1602421598694352659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1602421598694352659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/me-so-friggin-happy-man.html' title='me so FRIGGIN HAPPY man!!!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XqujqoimI8/TrTTiLkTWpI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9PReqRRAJp4/s72-c/Smiling_Little_Girl2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-3449992896256826571</id><published>2011-11-03T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T20:38:55.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ini bukan soalan quiz PEDO esok</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Schoolbook', Century, Georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.898438); line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;setelah ditag oleh encik hanif borhan 2-3 hari lepas, aku pun mengambil kesempatan sebelum study untuk quiz pedo esok untuk jwb soalan2 yg encik hanif letak kat blog dia. sila jenguk2 blog budak ini ya. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;okeyh lets get started!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bila hangpa tidoq, ada berapa bantal yg ada dengan hangpa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ade TIGA!! hehehe.. satu untuk kepala, satu lagi untuk peluk, satu lagi letak kat tepi dinding takut pusing2 terhantuk kat dinding. at least bantal tu function as padding. dan lagi satu dooodolls Kalor peneman tido juga!! weeee.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sila tuliskan nama penuh ubat gigi yg hangpa guna.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Colgate Total Professional Clean Gel Toothpaste! untuk rasa bersih seperti selepas mendapat rawatan pergigian!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama b'siri Melayu yg hangpa rasa lain dari yg &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;typical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ehmm... ehmmm.... tak tau la. tak tengok sangat drama2 melayu. duk ostel ni bila je la nak layan drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selimut yg hangpa guna corak apa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;selimut warna biru cair. patchwork. satu corak bunga daisy putih kecik2 background biru dan satu patch lain kain biru plain saja. my blanky and me are inseparable. we have been together since i was 13. (in fact im actually using it now!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yg mana hangpa &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;prefer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; : karpet atau tikaq?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;kalau kat rumah kapet. kalau kat ostel tikar je. senang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kalau hangpa tak ada apa2 masalah utk bela apa2 jenis binatang, apa yg hangpa nak bela?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;CHEETAH!!!! or perhaps a tiger. sebab sangat comel okeyh! panda pun boleh. and a dolphin. ouh ouh ouh banyaknyeee. nak bela semua lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hangpa punya tabiat pemakanan?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;xde cerewet sngt. cuma xmkn benda pedas2 ngan ikan sungai. kalau ayam prefer dada. sayur makan semua kecuali peria. tu je kot. and ohh tak makan benda separuh masak. fully cooked baru boleh dapat permit masuk mulut. (xcerewet kejadah???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apa yg m'buatkan hangpa bley keluaq air mata teruih macamtu je?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;kalau potong bawang banyak2. lain2 hal air mata ni susah gila nak mati wa cakap sama lu nak keluar. tengok 1 litre of tears pun 1 drop of tears tak keluar. tak tipu punya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sejak dari lahir, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;list-kan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; tempat2 yg hangpa &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; sampailah sekarang ni.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;kuantan-muadzam shah-kuantan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nak bagi anak nama apa? Nak dua2, nama utk laki &amp;amp; perempuan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;amboihh. ape punya soalan la anep. ni mesti kes tak tau nak tnya ape dah.  hemmmm lets see..... kalau laki2 suka Umar, kalau pompuan suka Dania. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Berlin Sans FB'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In distance impression/judgement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; pasai saya! (Ikhlas ye, jujur)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;errr..... masa aku mula2 kenal ang kat pj dulu... aku rasa ang ni pendiam dan salah sorang budak baik yg mmg xkan layan aku nak gi mkn sana sini. rupanya kepala otak sama je ting tong. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;okeyh dah siap jawab. kan best kalau esok soalan pedo mcm nih. sigh. okeyh2 dah tu study2. selamat hari raya aidil adha semua!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dah immune tengok semua balik cuti lama2, tinggal aku dgn kengkawan dentistry je kat ostel. bgus jugak. bnyk sket parking.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-3449992896256826571?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3449992896256826571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=3449992896256826571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3449992896256826571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3449992896256826571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/11/ini-bukan-soalan-quiz-pedo-esok.html' title='ini bukan soalan quiz PEDO esok'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-874134919882271099</id><published>2011-11-02T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:46:16.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HERO of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSK68bc8aE4/TrEwfZ7V8aI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LOoVGzPgMY8/s1600/IMG00449-20111102-1657%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSK68bc8aE4/TrEwfZ7V8aI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LOoVGzPgMY8/s320/IMG00449-20111102-1657%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670366721930031522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to all blood-sucking creatures out there, sorry. this one is not for you! boohoo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oyeah impian setelah sekian lama tercapai juga!!! memendam angan2 since di PJ lagi nak derma darah ni tapi tak pernah nya ade kesempatan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;first attempt&lt;/b&gt;: awak ni tak cukup umur lagi. kena betul2 18 tahun baru boleh derma darah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;second attempt&lt;/b&gt;: penderma hendaklah mempunyai berat badan minimum 45kg. timbang2 time tu aku 38kg. fikir2 balik, gila keping aku dulu. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;third attempt:&lt;/b&gt; under medication. teet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;fourth attempt:&lt;/b&gt; tengah datang bulan. teet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;fifth attempt:&lt;/b&gt; tak cukup tido.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sixth attempt&lt;/b&gt;: timing tak betul. ade hal masa blood donation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;berlarutan hingga lah ke hari ni. dah prepare fizikal: tido cukup, not under medication, period pun tidak, sihat sahaja, berat pun dah lepas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuma mental je. bila bayangkan nak derma darah tu, dah terbayang jarum yg bakal masuk dlm badan dan confirm2 sakit gila baban. mmg every steps i made to the tabung darah HTAA made me thinking, "betul ke aku nak pergi derma darah ni??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas jumpa abg kat kaunter tuh, dia cucuk jari aku nak tengok blood group dan level hemoglobin. kot kalau tak cukup xboleh derma darah. kang satgi ade yg pitam ke hape naya pulak. elok nak derma darah tak pasal2 kena masuk balik darah tu. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok bila semua setel, blood presure pun ok 110/80, aku disuruh masuk ke bilik derma darah. dalam bilik tu xde sape kecuali sorg uncle cina ni tengah derma platelet dia kot. dunno. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cik DJ start dulu. nurse kat situ bagi LA, injection. okeyh sumpah laju gila dia pam masuk LA tuh. (bukan Los Angeles, Local Anaesthesia lahh). okey lah fine sakit. sabar je dulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tetiba puan nurse bukak jarum ambik darah tu aku dah menggeletar. cuak gila babengs. gila kau, mana aku tak cuak. BESAR GILA NAK MATI TAK TIPU PUNYA JARUM DIA!!! sorang lagi puan nurse pegang aku. aku still tak mau. pak cik cina tu dah gelak2. puan nurse cakap "macam mana ni dentist takut jarum? awak ni.. dah tu ni nak derma ke tak nak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nak nak. tapi takut. mcm mana ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;puan nurse suruh relax dulu. cik DJ tengah sedap menderma darah nampaknya. ohh ya, ini merupakan kali ketiga beliau menderma darah. tahniah!! aku pulak duk baring2 kat kerusi syok kat bilik derma darah tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas cik DJ selesai, puan nurse pun pegi kat aku. dia bagi LA lagi skali sebab takut effect yg first tu dah habis. takut jugak tapi tak sakit. "ehh, haah laaa.. tak sakit pun... hehehehe...." kata aku sambil tersipu2 malu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"kan dah cakap tak sakit. sebab ade LA" kata puan nurse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka bila dia masukkan jarum besar gabak tu, aku dengan poyonye tengok je dia masukkan jarum besar gabak tu. cehh tak sakit mmg la. pas tu senyum2 sebab jarum dah masuk dan tak sakit lansung. siap goyang2 kaki excited gila masuk jarum besar tapi tak sakit. then puan nurse tengok2 pack aku. darah tak keluar laju. dia betulkan position jarum. baru lah darah keluar ok sket. then sambil tu borak2 dengan puan nurse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tanya dia duduk mana..... kenapa darah keluar lambat.... kenapa mcm ni... kenapa mcm tu..... masa tu mmg syok la sebab tak sakit.. bila beg dah nak penuh tu, LA effect dah kurang, aku dah start rasa semacam kat tempat cucuk. bagitau puan nurse. dia cakap, "kejap je lagi ye. sikit je lagi. sakit sngt ke?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ehh xpe2. tahan2.. dah nak penuh ke?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"haah.. jap je lagi." terang puan nurse dengan penuh baik hati. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then puan nurse pusing2 jarum sebab tak nak darah tu clot. lama2 serious sakit. aku bgtau dia sakit. maka dia pun kata, "ok lah mcm tu. cukup lah. kesian pulak kat awak, sakit. lagipun dah cukup pun.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak boleh bangun lagi. kena baring for another 10 mins. sebab kalau terus bgun kang ade yg pengsan. duk baring2 tu puan nurse kedua bgtau, "tak sakit kan...? lepas ni boleh derma darah lagi." aku senyum je. hehehe... sebab dah tau dia bg LA tak sakit masa masuk jarum besar, lepas ni boleh pergi derma darah lagi lepas class GMGS!! oyeah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRKcFspX-Yw/TrEwfOoXmGI/AAAAAAAAA68/1jIzpKECO6w/s1600/IMG00448-20111102-1657%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRKcFspX-Yw/TrEwfOoXmGI/AAAAAAAAA68/1jIzpKECO6w/s320/IMG00448-20111102-1657%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670366718897657954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mcm org sakit pun ade.... =P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tabung darah kat sepital2 seluruh Malaysia ni memerlukan darah2 anda yang sihat2 tuh. maka marilah kita menderma darah beramai2. nanti dapat pen free, Milo dan kek juga biskut. ade jugak beberapa keistimewaan lain yg korg bakal dapat kalau korg pergi derma darah. macam2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;untuk yg darah O macam saya, jom tambah stok darah hospital. masa aku pergi harini tadi pun stok darah O dah kurang. mujur ade cik DJ dan saya tolong tambah stok. hehehe.. tetiba rasa mcm jadi hero harini sebab dgn darah saya, saya dapat menyelamatkan nyawa seseorang =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok sekarang rasa pening2 sket dan agak mengantuk. tangan yg dicucuk tu rasa lenguh gila2 serious cakap. tapi xpe! demi derma darah aku sanggup!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Katy Perry-The One That Got Away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-874134919882271099?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/874134919882271099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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kutip duit tol.. dan segala macam cerita lagi lah. xde masalah sangat masa clerking dia tadi. sebab dia sangat cooperative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas clerk cik lah tu pergi tengok buku kemasukan pesakit dalam wad. buku besar gabak. log book paling besar pernah aku jumpa. sebelah buku besar tu ade sebakul kecik berisi tag nama untuk patient yg selalu patient pakai kat tangan tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku ckp kat amal, "amal, tengok tu. rasa mcm nak ambik satu. boleh tak?" sambil buat muka xsabar nak ambik tag tuh. amal gelak. xsangka aku teringin nak bendalah tu. ye lahh weh tengok patient pakai cambest je. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sambil cover dengan file, aku curik satu. kikikiki......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masya-Allah izzati!!! ape kejadah yg kau buat nih?? pencopet tag patient!! hahahahha.... banyak kot tag tuh. kalau ambik satu je, xde effect pape kot. kan kan kan?? *wink wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esok planning nak pergi derma darah dengan amal. adakah dj bakal ikut serta? kita tungguuuuu.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh sebab nak derma darah jadi kena tido awal. kalau tak cukup rehat, nurse tuh tak bagi derma. ouh ouh first time tuh nak derma darah. tak sabarnyeeee!! tapi jarum?? darah?? wawawawawa.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;sedang menghabiskan baca buku To The Moon And Back by Jill Mansell. if only Zack McLaren exist in the real world, i'd pray to God to made him mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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clerking'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-4160480788030425792</id><published>2011-10-27T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:57:55.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh RAINY day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7MwVKVHpeY/TqlVKDQ9MQI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SaExvQ6qvA4/s1600/rainy%2Bday.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7MwVKVHpeY/TqlVKDQ9MQI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SaExvQ6qvA4/s320/rainy%2Bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668155237185958146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end of october and early november mark the beginning of rainy season in the East Coast area of Peninsular Malaysia, or.... perhaps almost all states in Malaysia??? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if someone ask me, "what is your most fav season of the year?" i would definitely say "the rainy season!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while others brag about how annoying rainy season can be like you can't go out and play, you can't dry your clothes, bla bla bla... i'm actually looking forward to roll up myself in my baby blue blanky on a rainy day and indulge in some book reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do i fond rainy day the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;everything will be in slow motion. people will take their time to do things. there will be no rushing, no hustle. just a peace of mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;since i was a kid i always pray for God to bring down the rain so that He will water all the plants in the world and the plants will not be 'thirsty' anymore. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am i the only one who think that a rainy day is somehow romantic? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when it was raining at night, the sound of raindrops drives you even deeper in your sleep and soothes you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the rain will cool you off in a hot blazing day. it is cold, but a real good one. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the smell of the rain is so refreshing!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have always wanted to play in the rain like old times when i was a kid and at school. play &lt;i&gt;'baling selipar'&lt;/i&gt;, lay down on the badminton court... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;welcome back my dear drizzle!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IbTbPBaeAA/TqlSdsspGNI/AAAAAAAAA6A/FeQ3NXt5GZQ/s1600/PA271763edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IbTbPBaeAA/TqlSdsspGNI/AAAAAAAAA6A/FeQ3NXt5GZQ/s320/PA271763edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668152276190566610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my official first ever name card!! i wonder who is the lucky person to be the first to get one? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;memang keputusan yang kurang bijak untuk melihatnya sebentar tadi. broken hearted, again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7MwVKVHpeY/TqlVKDQ9MQI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SaExvQ6qvA4/s72-c/rainy%2Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-2861608194540519236</id><published>2011-10-26T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T17:38:21.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cats ANIMATED!!!</title><content type='html'>dah hari ke lima cuti. final day. ini malam harus pulang ke uia semula. sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh ya, happy deepavali untuk semua kaum india yang menyambutnya pada hari ini di seluruh dunia!! mau wish dlm bahasa india tarak reti lah. xpe asal mesej conveyed. ye dak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka tengah hari tadi online. kebosanan xtau nak buat ape. main Sims Social bosan gila nak mati. maka aku pun baca manga Maid Sama, kot2 la ade sambungan dari episod lepas. ohh yes!! ade!! ohh rindu sama Usui yang comel itu. gelak sorang2 baca manga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas baca manga, nak buat ape pulak? tengok FB. tetiba tengok daniel tuka profile picture dia. gambar cartoon kucing yg super comel!!! geram geram!! maka aku tanya dia mana dia buat gmbr kucing comel tu. dia bagi aku &lt;a href="http://neutralx0.net/tool/bnmk_e.html"&gt;link ini&lt;/a&gt;. sila jgn malu jgn segan untuk klik klik okeyh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;warghahahahahaha....... syok gila bebs lukis2 kucing nih. korang boleh pilih nak kaler ape, pattern ape, musai mcm mn, mata mcm mn. hehehe... mula2 tu aku mcm clueless jugak nak buat kucing mcm mn, tetibak dengar tako berbunyi. aha!! lukis tako lah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4fsAXcLOB8/TqfNaiYr0OI/AAAAAAAAA50/4KUNQjxhrw8/s1600/bakeneko.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4fsAXcLOB8/TqfNaiYr0OI/AAAAAAAAA50/4KUNQjxhrw8/s320/bakeneko.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667724511859691746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ini dia tako!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;attention! tako is a cat, not a food (takoyaki). hence, he is not edible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since tako dan raymond ni adik beradik, jadi lukisan diaorg ni sama je lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas lukis tako tuh aku decide nak lukis semua kucing yg ade kat rumah ni termasuk kucing2 jahat yg suka curik pet food tako. jahat betul. mmg nak kena rotan nih!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTnG42KRvUc/TqfNaLVaw9I/AAAAAAAAA5o/2j9bCN1KAuo/s1600/dody.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTnG42KRvUc/TqfNaLVaw9I/AAAAAAAAA5o/2j9bCN1KAuo/s320/dody.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667724505671975890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;meet dody!&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dody yang suka tido dlm drawer mama malam2.. dan duduk dekat tepi tangga dapur. ntah la ape yg best duduk kat tangga tu aku pun xtau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSBlXqNRuvE/TqfNaI3nGsI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ZXO77lWrDJ8/s1600/cik%2Bna.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSBlXqNRuvE/TqfNaI3nGsI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ZXO77lWrDJ8/s320/cik%2Bna.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667724505010084546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;ini pula cik na!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;babies cik na ni aku malas lagi nak buat sebabnya kecik sngt. kaler dia xbrape nak develop lagi. plus ade sekor tu warna dia campur2 kat muka. xreti nak buat mcm mn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRFtEXEz40s/TqfNZ0fQqzI/AAAAAAAAA5M/6wextNwFAww/s1600/bf%2Bcik%2Bna.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRFtEXEz40s/TqfNZ0fQqzI/AAAAAAAAA5M/6wextNwFAww/s320/bf%2Bcik%2Bna.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667724499539241778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ini pulak kucing jiran aku, abg eddy. kucing dia nih boyfriend cik na. grey persian. sngt comel dan besar.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dulu2 selalu nampak cik na dgn dia dating kat lawn tepi rumah. smlm nampak dia jalan2 kat rumah apek blakang tu. ade sekor anak cik na sebijik mcm dia nih. warna grey. mama panggil dia endek sebab badan dia mcm pendek sket banding dgn siblings dia yang lain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BfQgLhM1G7g/TqfNZ5zIY7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/YFpqn1BHLWs/s1600/kucing%2Bjahat%2B1.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BfQgLhM1G7g/TqfNZ5zIY7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/YFpqn1BHLWs/s320/kucing%2Bjahat%2B1.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667724500964762546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ini kucing manyak jahat!!!&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suka curi food kucing2 aku! kalau jumpa mmg jadi mangsa baling selipar aku menatang nih! dah tu suka curi food kucing aku, pas tu gaduh2 lagi. taiko habis la tu kononnya. pooodah cet! kucing2 aku klu jumpa dia mesti lari, takut. kadang2 tu bengang jugak ngan diaorg nih. lawan la balik. itu pun kena ajar ke? adesss.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu je lah yang aku create tadi. lepas create tu ngantuk tido.. hari hujan, perut kenyang, mmg sedap buat taik mata. keh keh keh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tunjuk dekat mama, dia kata "xde keje". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh ya smlm kathy bgtau mama along dah gemuk!! hahahahhahha... tengok gmbr along kat fb, mmg gelak sakan kitaorg satu family. muka dia dah bulat!!! tgn dah besar! perut dah kedepan! cheek n chin tu dah bersambung. hahahahha... rambut pun dah panjang. bahagia betul duduk atas kapal mkn sedap2, exercise amende xde tu yg badan naik tuh. siap lah dia balik ujung thun ni kena bahan dgn kitaorg. hahahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeylah. nak ke dapur. makan2 keropok, kuih akok dan sata yg baru beli tadi kat tanjung lumpur. jgn lupa try main reka2 kuicng tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;still confused. again. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-2861608194540519236?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2861608194540519236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=2861608194540519236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2861608194540519236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2861608194540519236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/10/cats-animated.html' title='cats ANIMATED!!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4fsAXcLOB8/TqfNaiYr0OI/AAAAAAAAA50/4KUNQjxhrw8/s72-c/bakeneko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-9165028384500727454</id><published>2011-10-25T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T12:48:45.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart'em</title><content type='html'>tadi pagi lepas breakfast tengok tv jap. mula2 tgk animax since sarah dah pasang channel tu. tgk hbo kot ade cite best, xde la puloks.. then tgk E, ehh ade cite Guiliana and Bill lah!! harus tengok nih!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha fav show kat E tuhh beb!! not keeping up with the kardashians. no no no no... too much to keep up klu tgk cite tu. seriously. tgk couple ni lagi best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nI1noPVS5U0/TqYxnJB3QMI/AAAAAAAAA44/TdOfucGP_L0/s1600/Giuliana_Bill_367.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nI1noPVS5U0/TqYxnJB3QMI/AAAAAAAAA44/TdOfucGP_L0/s320/Giuliana_Bill_367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667271729600741570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sweetest married couple evah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenapa aku suka tengok cerita nih??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;unlike any other celebs, they are not fake. i guess =P i mean diaorg punya sweetness tu xde la seperti dibuat2. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bill yg sngt sempoi dan chumel. bill jugak xde la ikutkan aje semua yg guiliana nak, ade jugak limit dia. kira bgus la xde la manjakan sngt si guiliana tuh. semua benda nak dapat. mmg spoil brat lah jadinya lama2. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;diaorg suka kutuk each other. bill selalu panggil guilianna "old egg" sebab diaorg xdpt2 lagi baby so he blame it on her. but he didnt really meant it, saje main2 sakat2. bill jugak selalu panggil guilianna "basketball" sebab kepala guilianna tu besar. bila guilianna marah balik guilianna panggil bill as rancic!! ohh sngt comel mereka ini.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they understands each other career needs mcm mn. contohnya keje guilianna yg duk jd host sana sini, bill yg kena bg ceramah sana sini. xde la komen2 tarik muka masam n mulut muncung se-ela. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah tak dpt cari sebab lain. tapi kalau hati mmg dah suka, aku rasa xperlu sebab kot. nnti lagi pening kepala. highly recommended to people out there to watch this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh semalam aku ade cerita pasal aku baru buat skype. maka semalam ber-skype dgn cik ana. mcm2 yg kami borakkan. then tengok dia via webcam. woohoo!! lama gila xjumpa mak cik tu!! malangnya dia dengar aku tapi aku xdengar dia. dah check sound semua bagai tapi dia ttp aku xdpt dgr dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;duk berborak tu dia ckp kat aku suruh dengar lagu nih, Edwin McCain-I'll Be. maka aku pun download lah lagu tu. Ana suruh aku cari lirik sekali. baek lah ana, aku bertindak mengikut arahan!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll be your crying shoulder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll be love's sucide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll be better when i'm older&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll be the greatest fan of your life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ana suruh aku dedicate lagu nih kat orang tu. ahh xkuasa aku. kang satgi ade yang kena cop syok sendiri. cukup la aku dah memalukan diri sendiri beberapa kali depan dia. yg sudah tu sudah la. tak sanggup nak menebalkan muka ni lagi sekali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bila dah lama tak berborak mcm smlm, mcm2 cerita korek2. ngeh ngeh ngeh... teringat zaman skolah dulu2 bodo2 selalu kena marah dgn cikgu azmi sebab bebal maths. ape je denda yg kitaorg xpenah xkena? masuk longkang, senggayut, merangkak bawah meja, berdiri atas kerusi tu kira cukup baik dah.. yg masuk longkang berlumpur tu paling xbley blah. ohh pernah sekali jumping jet dlm class. elok class ad maths jadi class pj pulak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok tetiba rindu zaman sekolah. zaman budak nakal tak hengat donia bergaduh dgn budak laki, bagi mkn ubat cirit kat budak laki geram sngat punya pasal, bakar mercun bola malam2 pagi tu org ingt ade org tembak babi, tebuk buku bukit kepong sebab nak sorok handfon, buat bisness nak tolong member kumpul duit bayar denda bawak handfon ke skolah, zaman kena denda tido kat court sebab bising, lari dari pak usin sebab malas nak pergi riadah petang2, panjat tangki air skolah, buat cerita hantu dgn roomate semua. serious bangang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;paling xboleh lupa sound junior sebab dia curi aku punya body scrub. mengamuk aku satu blok dengar body scrub aku ilang. klu yg takat beli kat mydin xpe lagi. ni yg body shop punya beb. sape tak marah. dah tu ade banyak lagi. terus aku soal siasat semua org. dah dapat suspek, aku pergi bilik budak tu masa solat maghrib. mujur member budak LDP (lembaga disiplin pelajar, mcm pengawas la) boleh guna kuasa dia masuk ostel time org kat surau. aku masuk bilik budak tu tengok2 ade tak aku punya body scrub. AHA!! sah!! mmg budak ni punya keje!! aku pergi cari roomate dia saat tu jugak. lepas soal siasat confirm budak tu xpernah ade body scrub tu. dasar pencurik!! aku geram aku pegi balik bilik dia, ambik toiletries dia n simpan kat bilik aku selama seminggu. padan muka kau. lepas seminggu tu panggil budak tu pegi bilik aku. bukti depan mata, hah kena lah kau. sape suruh cari pasal dgn aku. dan dan tak ngaku curik aku punya. bagi makan penampar satgi baru tau. geram gila time tuh. serious aku mmg anti gila dgn penipu dan pencurik masa aku kat skolah dulu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;alamak ni dah lari jauh dari topik. tetiba masuk pulak cerita zaman skolah. tapi tu lah dia life kat hostel. mcm2 hal. xpe nanti boleh nganjeng dgn anak2 cucu aku pernah buat macam2 benda masa skolah. hhahaha.. paling best kalau diaorg time teenagers xde merasa mcm ape yg aku rasa dulu2. haha.. tapi tu dulu, zaman tak kenal dunia. zaman baru nak develop identiti. skrg ni aku xde la mcm tu. skrg semua benda sebelum buat fikir bnyk2 dlu. dah meningkat dewasa lah org kata kan? even kdg2 tu mmg perangai aku kalau nak dibandingkan dgn adik aku yg form 3 tu, dia lagi matang dari aku. haha.. ahh kisah ape aku. aku xde kacau idup korang!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok ok i should stop. seriously. kena sambung buat kerja assignment dental caries nih. tinggal lagi 3-4 subtopics. harap2 boleh siap by today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;harini ade sayur sawi dgn oyster sauce. slurrppp!! cephalic phase sudah.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-9165028384500727454?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9165028384500727454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=9165028384500727454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/9165028384500727454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/9165028384500727454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/10/heartem.html' title='heart&apos;em'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nI1noPVS5U0/TqYxnJB3QMI/AAAAAAAAA44/TdOfucGP_L0/s72-c/Giuliana_Bill_367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-4689930701099342764</id><published>2011-10-24T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:28:28.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAYA suka CUTI!!!!</title><content type='html'>yeabeedabeduuuu!!!!! (sila buat gaya fred flintstones sekali)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini hari, behday sultan pahang jadi satu pahang cuti beb! thnx sultan pahang sebab bagi cuti. keh keh keh... dan rabu ni nanti cuti deepavali. woot woot!! ohh aku sngt suka menjadi rakyat malaysia yg mmg kaya dgn cuti!! weehooo!! esok pulak dean kami, dr bo bagi cuti, mmg cuti sakan kau 5 hari cuti. mana nak dapat cuti lama mcm tu dlm satu blok. mmg miracle gila. paling fenomena bila dr bo bagi cuti. fenomena habis! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh cuti mmg best coz  can..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COOK and BAKE and COOK and BAKE sampai pengsan.!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol0J9ys3U30/TqT3j-G-FLI/AAAAAAAAA4w/u5lj2XknULk/s1600/kids-cooking2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol0J9ys3U30/TqT3j-G-FLI/AAAAAAAAA4w/u5lj2XknULk/s320/kids-cooking2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666926428478641330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hoboii ini budak sangat comel!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ape lagi, lepas gian la dekat segala periuk belanga yang ade kat dapur tu. mixer mama pun dah lama aku tak pegang, brg buat kek pun dah ingt2 lupa mane yg ade mana yg xde lagi. dah lama xsinggah kedai brg buat kek kat citybank kat bandar nun yg mana kalau pergi situ dah mcm syorga donia suka hepi xingat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagi satu hal yang aku suka pasal cuti atau balik rumah, aku boleh main dgn kuceng2 ku dan memberi perhatian kepada mereka yang ketandusan kasih sayang sepeninggalan aku sebulan lebih xbalik rumah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ajOdzjhZI/TqT3jt1TVJI/AAAAAAAAA4g/sTM4t8PPJCw/s1600/P6130302.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ajOdzjhZI/TqT3jt1TVJI/AAAAAAAAA4g/sTM4t8PPJCw/s320/P6130302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666926424109569170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cik na baru gave birth to 4 lil kitties yg super comel, excited betul aku!! rasa mcm cuti 3-4 bulan dulu2 duduk rumah jaga kucing, masak2. hehehe... terus segala assignment dan wire2 ortho yg tak ter bend tolak tepi kalau dah balik rumah. sebab tu kalau org tnya aku, "asal duduk ostel? duk rumah je la, kan rumah kau dekat?" maka aku akan menjawab dengan penuh confident "kalau duduk rumah nanti tak study" ahh kau izzati, duduk uia pun tak study jugak. tak perlu lah nak berdusta berlebihan pula... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway anyhow, sebab semalam tido lambat membaca beberapa e-books kepala jadi ting tong sket ini hari. tapi itu tidak mematahkan semangat aku untk berada di dapur!! mwarghahhahaha.... ayat tak nak kalah. selalu macam tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my lifetime dream... to have an awesome kitchen like julia child's. semua jenis periuk belanga, pisau misau, almari simpan spices dan segala bagai. sumpah dapat kitchen mcm tu makan tido semua kat dapur. hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amboihh sakan sarah gelak tengok tv cerita hape mende ntah. dari tadi gelak nye hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh ya, sebab kawan skolah masa aku kat kkb dulu, farhana/hana/ana/cik ana beria melutut merayu aku suruh aku buat skype supaya aku boleh tatap mula somel dia selalu, aku dah buat skype. sebelum ni tak buat sebab sape je yg nak berskype dgn aku pun. ye dak? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey lah.. mahu berchatting dgn cik ana sebentar. catching up session brape aku pun xtau. catch u guys later. daaaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"there are many things that i would like to say to you but i dont know how...." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oasis-Wonderwall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-4689930701099342764?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol0J9ys3U30/TqT3j-G-FLI/AAAAAAAAA4w/u5lj2XknULk/s72-c/kids-cooking2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6352955485351092039</id><published>2011-10-16T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:34:18.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interBATCH dan NETBALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(nak tunggu upload gambar lama sangai. sila klik&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2453306612760.2141459.1254880996&amp;amp;type=1"&gt; sini&lt;/a&gt; untuk interbatch dan&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2453206330253.2141455.1254880996&amp;amp;type=1"&gt; sini &lt;/a&gt;untuk netball)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tadi siang ade KOD DENSS Interbatch 2011 yg telah diselenggarakan oleh bebudak year 2. aku seperti tahun tahun sebelumnya tak lain tak bukan masuk netball. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;team2 netball setiap batch mmg mencabar. ade kelebihan masing2. dgn sekor2 tinggi, sekor2 lincah betul lari sana sini mcm dah xcukup court nak lari, dgn team yg ade sharp shooter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;team class aku mmg terdiri dari mereka mereka yg mmg dh selalu main game ptg2 n bila2 ade tournament. selalu dah main dgn diaorg so mcm dh ade chemistry disitu. baek aku malas nak cerita lebih pasal team netball aku, kita cerita pasal interbatch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;interbatch kali ni menyaksikan pertama kali KOD ade semua 5 batch. ye lah, kulliyyah kami baru lagi, thun ni la baru nak lengkap semua year ade. dari year 1 smpai la ke year 5. jadi bila ade 5 batches, jadi syok pulak nak main kan sebab ramai org. lagi mencabar org kata. dan boleh la start usha2 players untuk recruit masuk intervarsity nanti dlm bulan januari klu xsilap aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;antara games yg dipertandingkan, futsal, netball, badminton, pingpong, volleyball.... hemm ade lagi tak yang aku tak masukkan?? rasa macam xde dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yang bebudak kelas aku menang (seperti biasa, aku xingt tempat ke berapa) pingpong single n double perempuan, pingpong single lelaki, badminton perempuan, n netball. tahniah tahniah semua!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi dengar juga keluh kesah bebudak volley perempuan yg main sakit2 tgn. bak kata izzah dan cikgu volley masa aku kat skolah dulu, "kalau main volley, xlebam2 bengkak2 tgn, maknanya tak cukup syarat sah main volley." normal lah tu awal2 main bengkak2 tgn. lama2 ok punya. trust me. aku pernah mengalami semua itu. hehehe... masa zaman skolah dulu mmg merah campur biru penangan main volleyball petang2. tapi tu semua kenangan yg nnti kita boleh cerita kat anak cucu time kumpul ramai2 raya bukak akaun fesbuk (ade lg ke fesbuk time tuh?) tunjuk, "hah kau nak tau, nenek dulu main volley sampai bengkak tgn tau!!" hah masa tu mmg boleh nganjeng kat cucu semua korg tough gila ahh zaman muda2 remaja. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku nak komen pasal game lain xdpt la sebab aku tak dpt tgk semua match. aku ade match lain time tu. tapi overall game netball tadi kitaorg dpt nombor dua. lawan dgn year 1, year 2 ngan year 5 kitaorg menang tapi lawan dgn year 4 yg mmg tau hebat2 belaka kitaorg mampu score 6/5-2 saja. kira ok la tu dari takde lansung ye dak? dari tahun lepas lagi kami cuba menewaskan year 4 tapi gagal. thun lepas pun kalah ditgn mereka. kueng kueng kueng....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satu hal bila skip training seminggu lebih, badan dah start sakit2 especially kat kaki sebab banyak berlari dan lompat2 sebab tak cukup inci nak halang opponent yang tinggi =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sehari dua ni jalan mcm robot. ekkkk.. ekkk... kreekkkk... jari kiri injured juga sebab kena bla masa defend tadi. mujur bukan jari kanan. dah tu esok nak kena buat patient pagi petang. mampus kalau jari kanan sakit, nak buat keje mcm mn? mau nya tergeliat tgn nak pegang hand instrument nanti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh sangat penat. penat TaIBS (talhah interblock sports day) semalam dan interbatch harini tak hilang lagi. thnx untuk semua pemain dan give a pat on your shoulder for your great job!! kalah ke menang ke belakang kira. the memories that we made together that counts. tahun depan kita main lagi okeyh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mahu tidur sudah. selamat malam semua!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;adakah aku selalu hadir dalam hati kamu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;sepertimana kamu selalu ada dalam hati aku.....?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(amacam anep, dh boleh join ang?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6352955485351092039?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6352955485351092039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CONGRATULATION!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a job well done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;heart under re-construction. please come back later&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-786357777028261486?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/786357777028261486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=786357777028261486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/786357777028261486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/786357777028261486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/10/thanx-dude.html' title='thanx dude!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkS0fERwwoc/TpW3Qbp-sdI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0-_1ic5fkCk/s72-c/broken_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-1656206039793161666</id><published>2011-10-07T18:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T19:21:53.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the SWEETEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;semalam lepas clinic petang tu pergi basuh baju kat kedai dobi yg selalu pergi. sebab nya kena pergi semalam jugak, harini aku nak ke kelantan. ade program 'Lend A Hand Project' by APDSA (Asia Pacific Dental Student Association) yg mana Malaysia telah dipilih untuk menjadi host untuk pertama kalinya program sedemikan dijalankan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas habis basuh baju tu siap kering semua, aku, amal dan kak chah pergi makan kat gerai tepi dobi tu. sebelah restoran suzana/zuzana aku pun xtau. syok betul mkn mee goreng dia. dah tu ade keropok keping lagi. mmg masyuk!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;duk tgh sedap melantak tuh tetiba msg masuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;filzri!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"amende pulak yg budak ni nak.." bentak hati aku. terus aku baca msg dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"fara, ada kat blk x?lg 5 min trun jap.ak nk passing barang"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka aku reply msg filzri dgn berkata "aku kat kedai mkn sebelah suzana im5. mai sini la"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terus filzri reply "ok" but then tnya smula " sapa ada sana?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then aku bgtau pak cik tu, "kak chah ngan amal. nak mkn skali mai la."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;agaknya malu2 kucin pak cik tu dia pun bgtau "xpe aku pasing esok. kui2"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku geleng kepala je. ape2 je lah filzri oii.. maka sesi gossip2 bersama kak chah dan amal disambung semula. tetiba dapat msg lagi satu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;MYSTERIOUS DREAM GUY!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"boringnya lecturer x masuk lg..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu lah dia.. aku rasa Tuhan xnk aku bergossip je keje tu yg kejap2 ade je org duk msg. Dia nak bagi hint, sudah2 la tu izzati.. cuba buat keje lain yg berfaedah sket.. ish3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway back to the topic, petang tadi ade klinik seperti biasa. session ptg ni, DPH &amp;amp; Pediatric Dentistry. sebelum masuk bgunan KOD yg kecik comel tu, bump into filzri. dia bawak keluar satu bungkusan silinder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"nah. sorry lambat bagi hadiah besday. hehehe..." kata filzri sambil hulur hadiah tu kat aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ehhh?? hadiah behday laa.. thnx filzri =D " senyum sampai molar lah aku. ape lagi. ngeh ngeh ngeh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku pun jalan masuk KOD dgn penuh gumbiranya sambil belek hadiah filzri bagi.. jumpa amal dekat rak letak beg luar polyclinic, aku tunjuk kat amal hadiah filzri bagi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"amal... tgk ni, filzri bagi kat i.. heeeee" senyum smpai molar tu xhilang lagi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yee??? bestnye!! alolooo...sweet gila filzri. nak hadiah jugak..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehe.... partner clinic saye bagi saya hadiah behday.. weeeee..... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;balik je bilik tu bukak la hadiah tu.. nak tau ape??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jeng jeng jeng......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdC193-U-HI/To7e5RGu4iI/AAAAAAAAA4M/6V3ZAwYk9r8/s1600/PA071584.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdC193-U-HI/To7e5RGu4iI/AAAAAAAAA4M/6V3ZAwYk9r8/s320/PA071584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660706857076843042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;comel x? winnie the pooh tu beb!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;paling comel dia ade padlock winnie the pooh juga!! hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIO93-tIdt8/To7bpXT6A7I/AAAAAAAAA38/TWnz9LSV8ow/s1600/PA071585.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIO93-tIdt8/To7bpXT6A7I/AAAAAAAAA38/TWnz9LSV8ow/s320/PA071585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660703285329920946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now i can slashed out 'coin box' from my wishlist!! all thnx to filzri my boy. thnx partner. you are the sweetest partner one could ever have. nnti behday kau thun depan aku cari necktie lain pulak ye =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey aku harus sambung kemas beg. bas pukul 11 mlm. doakan aku dan team UIA selamat sampai dan selamat pulang. first time tu pegi kelantan naik bas express. what an experience!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;sepanjang aku takde, sape nak main game cityville aku?? nenas yg aku tanam tu sape nak harvest?? aiyooo... =(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-1656206039793161666?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1656206039793161666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=1656206039793161666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1656206039793161666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1656206039793161666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-are-sweetest.html' title='you are the SWEETEST'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdC193-U-HI/To7e5RGu4iI/AAAAAAAAA4M/6V3ZAwYk9r8/s72-c/PA071584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-7765954445191253190</id><published>2011-10-03T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:41:18.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAHAYA BAHAYA!!</title><content type='html'>tak mau delete post tu. cuma nak delete bahagian mana yang perlu. si dia sudah menghantar friend request di fb. aku dah approve. mati mati. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lain kali jgn main2 dah la izzati oiii!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lega satu keje dah setel. pas ni setel keje lain pulak, pheww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-7765954445191253190?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7765954445191253190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=7765954445191253190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/7765954445191253190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/7765954445191253190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/10/bahaya-bahaya.html' title='BAHAYA BAHAYA!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6176011428923586965</id><published>2011-10-01T11:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T12:13:39.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senyum senyum selalu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sApxm4UvJ2M/ToaQaw2NqEI/AAAAAAAAA30/FS8jziSZ-_A/s1600/DSC_3882.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sApxm4UvJ2M/ToaQaw2NqEI/AAAAAAAAA30/FS8jziSZ-_A/s320/DSC_3882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658368771300894786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;dgn wani buddy terchenta!! (msti bangga habis budak ni gmbr dia masuk dlm blog)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;today is 1st October yaww!! happy october peeps!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak sangka an dah masuk bulan 10. cepat gila masa berlalu. msti dh mcm2 hal jadi dlm thun ni. heartbreaks, good news, newly wed friends n family members etc. bila fikir2 balik tu lah rencah idup.. ye dak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dalam kita bersedih tu, jgn la duk tarik muka masam je... cuba senyum sket. klu korg nak tau, kalau kita senyum, kita sebenarnya guna lagi sikit muscle kalau nak dibandingkan kalau kita masam2 marah2. jadi jom kita senyum ramai2..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila dah senyum ramai2 tu, atau senyum syok sendiri sorg2, boleh la ambik camera ambik gmbr n join October Smile Campaign yg dianjurkan oleh member aku encik &lt;a href="http://dansoriginal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniel Azere&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;untuk maklumat lebih lanjut, sila jgn malu jgn segan dan jgn malas baca yg dibawah ini ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Welcome to the first ever campaign organised by me and me alone (under the pen name DANS of course)! It's the month of October, where the sun is particularly bright and all is somewhat jolly. With the convocation atmosphere going around IIUM, I think it is a good idea to hold a 'Smile Campaign' this whole month (and I think IIUM is also doing something similar, I saw some banners at the main gate related to this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Smiling is, in fact, something easy to do. It's a symbol of happiness, it's fun, it's sweet and it's a simple gift that any human can ever give to someone. I like smiles a lot, since it reminds me that there are still some things in this world that can make the heart flutter. My specialty is suddenly smiling when reading something sweet and romantic anyway.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So how does the campaign work out? It's simple. Just send me a picture of you or your group through e-mail, showing smiles that you think are the best. Also tell me what makes you smile. I'll gather up all of the pictures by the end of every week and post it up for people to see (probably through my blog), so that they too can be inspired to smile more and participate in the campaign. Sharing is caring right? I hope that by doing this we can spread the smiles through even the darkest hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Below I've inserted a step by step method as to how to make this campaign active. You can promote this campaign with your friends, through your blog or even forward it to your institutions. I hope that everyone will have a great day, and a smile that promises to stay strong always. Thanks a billion. Take care all~! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1. Get your best picture (solo or group, old or new, drawn art is also acceptable) showing the best smiling pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2. E-mail your picture to danielazere@yahoo.com along with details below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: square; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 25px; "&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Current school/university/workplace/location&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Reasons that make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E-mail (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3. Check out your picture at the end of every week at my blog and spread the smiles!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danslinkage.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.danslinkage.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;amacam?? sudah habis baca? jom ramai2 penuhkan inbox encik Daniel ni dgn gmbr pose maut dgn killer smile yg boleh mencairkan iceberg yg dilanggar dek Titanic. aku dah hantar mlm semalam. korang bila lagi?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;bahana ade broadband. buat keje la izzati!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6176011428923586965?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6176011428923586965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6176011428923586965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6176011428923586965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6176011428923586965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/10/senyum-senyum-selalu.html' title='Senyum senyum selalu...'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sApxm4UvJ2M/ToaQaw2NqEI/AAAAAAAAA30/FS8jziSZ-_A/s72-c/DSC_3882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-1083255023221521201</id><published>2011-09-28T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:16:29.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meningkat dewasa a.k.a tua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHsqNwa_Ye8/ToM4nzyzULI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Z_59iSr2cis/s1600/hadiah%2Bdan.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHsqNwa_Ye8/ToM4nzyzULI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Z_59iSr2cis/s320/hadiah%2Bdan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657427813476815026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini hari hari jadi saya.. saya berasa sungguh gembira dan teruja sekali. semua kawan-kawan saya mengucapkan selamat hari jadi kepada saya. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ni klu buat ayat bm penulisan, sah sah kena gelak dgn anak sepupu aku, ili)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22 tahun yg lalu, aku selamat dilahirkan ke muka bumi ni pada jam 12.45 tghari di hospital pakar kuantan. hemmm... no wonder la kau itam, lahir tgh hari buta rupanya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--2gvJJ3KqHM/ToM0JsT6lZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/7ocYvG1kyZw/s1600/P9281560.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--2gvJJ3KqHM/ToM0JsT6lZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/7ocYvG1kyZw/s320/P9281560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657422898025633170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUpgsvxqvOc/ToM0JciWtpI/AAAAAAAAA3U/m_8bVLkAhh0/s1600/P9281550.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUpgsvxqvOc/ToM0JciWtpI/AAAAAAAAA3U/m_8bVLkAhh0/s320/P9281550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657422893791229586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sebab harini behday aku, aku di-invite oleh 3 bestfriends aku untuk dinner di kenny roger's rosters. haha.. ini perut la.. dah prepare perut dari siang tadi lagi. semata2 nak simpan space untuk mlm ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lencRRGe_Z4/ToM0JNGBkxI/AAAAAAAAA3M/zVRrI3_lubU/s1600/P9281565.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lencRRGe_Z4/ToM0JNGBkxI/AAAAAAAAA3M/zVRrI3_lubU/s320/P9281565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657422889645871890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini tahun hadiah xde dpt bnyk mana. aku tak kisah pun. nak bagi, bagi. xnak pun xpe. takde hal. xde la jenis yg klu xde hadiah xmau kawan.. xde nye.. the thoughts that matters. betul dak? contoh mcm hanis, amal daud n hanum. diaorg cuma tulis happy birthday kat atas kertas buku latihan tulis guna pensel n letak atas meja aku. terharu dowh sebab tau diaorg ikhlas n  ingat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;juga mcm ade orang tu yg aku tau dia busy tahap giga tapi dia tetap ade masa nak gunting2 kertas, tulis2 huruf2 dan letak kat board kat meja study, ambik gambar (gmbr yg atas sekali)  n mms kat aku. thnx mysterious dream guy  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mxzDRmcVuw/ToM0I5lFFbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fnDPYAjWjiM/s1600/P9281570.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mxzDRmcVuw/ToM0I5lFFbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fnDPYAjWjiM/s320/P9281570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657422884407416242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finally so far setakat yg aku update blog ni, ni saje la hadiah yg aku terima. tak lupa kek new york cheese pemberian roomate smlm masa aku dah nk tido penat gila lepas hari yg betul2 sibuk smlm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beg dari amal, bedsheet dari kayna, choc dari dinie, kertas happy behday dari hanis, amal daud dan hanum. untuk yg wish, thnx a lot. yg bagi hadiah, thnx a lot juga. may God bless u all dan semoga murah rezeki korang semua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh harini agak penat juga sebenarnya. tido awal sket kot. malam semua!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i will not hesitate to do so if you want me too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-1083255023221521201?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1083255023221521201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=1083255023221521201&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1083255023221521201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/1083255023221521201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/09/meningkat-dewasa-aka-tua.html' title='meningkat dewasa a.k.a tua'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHsqNwa_Ye8/ToM4nzyzULI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Z_59iSr2cis/s72-c/hadiah%2Bdan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-2511239685500643378</id><published>2011-09-26T18:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:45:44.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice Power!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIfB8dC1nS8/ToBTbbRy6SI/AAAAAAAAA28/y4smmr4UHug/s1600/Kids-Whisper.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIfB8dC1nS8/ToBTbbRy6SI/AAAAAAAAA28/y4smmr4UHug/s320/Kids-Whisper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656612862621313314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pernah tak korang kalau dengar radio tu.. pastu dengar suara encik/cik/puan deejay di corong radio, pastu suka sngt dengar suara dia. ngeh ngeh ngeh..... ade tak ade tak?? ade kan? mesti ade kan???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xpe, kalau korg xnk ngaku, biar aku ngaku. mwahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku first time dengar radio fly masa zaman skolah lagi. masa tu form 5 rasanya. sampailah ke pj duk dengar fly je. tiba satu hari kedengaran satu suara yg masyukkkk gila. sedap gila suara deejay nih. deejay yg dimaksudkan tak lain tak bukan hafiz. serious jatuh suka pendengaran pertama kat suara dia. start haritu lah aku dengar setiap kali session yg hafiz conduct. teeheee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the same year, fly ade buat 2nd fly-niversary. aku ngan member aku time pj dulu saje2 je pegi n at the same time just jalan2 kat OU. bila dah jumpa tuan empunya suara yg best, ohh mak eksaited melebih!! tapi tu lah, dia x seperti yg aku sangkakan. maksud aku, aku duk bygkan muka dia ala-ala Josh Hartnett (ok itu sangat tipu).. tapi rupanya average saje. amboihh suka2 je label muka org average ke tidak. ape kau tu cntik sngt ke izzati???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tu lah, sebab suara dia sedap, aku bagi exception la kat dia. haha.. boleh kan mcm tu? boleh la boleh la.. serious sedap je klu dengar kat radio. klu xcaye weekdays dengar fly fm pagi2. ade la dia. ngeh ngeh ngehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(certain amount of this blog content has been removed due to violation of terms and condition and has been classified to have adult and immoral content =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baeklah, esok dengar2 dokter nazih nak buat quiz oral surgery. kena study. selak2 sket2 je la malam ni. penat la tadi jadi assistant abd rahman, berdiri je dari awal smpai akhir. sumpah sakit kaki.  malam semua!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;orang kata, selalunya... kalau suara sedap, muka xhensem. tapi muka hensem, suara pulak xsedap. betul ke??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-2511239685500643378?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2511239685500643378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=2511239685500643378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2511239685500643378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/2511239685500643378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/09/voice-power.html' title='Voice Power!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIfB8dC1nS8/ToBTbbRy6SI/AAAAAAAAA28/y4smmr4UHug/s72-c/Kids-Whisper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-2309467307160025310</id><published>2011-09-24T08:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T09:02:28.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunrise at 0740</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Vn3gmBDMco/Tn0qcbEAtWI/AAAAAAAAA20/N1lN6qr1PoY/s1600/IMG00432-20110924-0753.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Vn3gmBDMco/Tn0qcbEAtWI/AAAAAAAAA20/N1lN6qr1PoY/s320/IMG00432-20110924-0753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655723374836495714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one word... Subhanallah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silhouette images, mmg best. picture was taken during morning jogging session with roomie at Taman Bandar, Kuantan, Pahang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nk effect lg best dtg awal sket. dpt tgk matahari naik kat bukit blakang uia tu. nnti boleh main cak cak dgn matahari =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so far, no plan for today. ape nak buat?? any idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Vn3gmBDMco/Tn0qcbEAtWI/AAAAAAAAA20/N1lN6qr1PoY/s72-c/IMG00432-20110924-0753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-7668537511802504938</id><published>2011-09-22T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T00:36:45.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warghhh... depression!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kFBZ_npdEMw/TntVLJkrIMI/AAAAAAAAA2s/p-FkJtE8HZk/s1600/Simpsons_Homer_crying.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kFBZ_npdEMw/TntVLJkrIMI/AAAAAAAAA2s/p-FkJtE8HZk/s320/Simpsons_Homer_crying.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655207407130452162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mahu anti-depression sekarang juga!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sedih gila nak mati. serious. tak tipu punya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;harini, seperti biasa mlm2 dlm kul 730mlm mcm tu ade night session clinic. sesi kali ni, scaling bersama partner. maka Filzri my boy pun telah menjadi operator dan abd rahman sbg assistant telah menjalankan operasi pengskaleran ke atas gigi aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas dah habis basah kuyup lenjun bahan dek air dari scaler tip tu, tiba masa untuk charting, iaitu tgk2 check2 gigi mane2 yg ade tampalan, yg rosak, yg xrosak, yg dah kena cabut semua... charting tu yang kalau masa zaman budak2 dulu ade misi2 gigi dtg skolah check gigi yg depa duk ckp "17 sound. 16 sound... bla bla bla..." yg haram jadah tak faham lansung jargon hape kau merapu nih. la ni bila dh belaja baru la faham amende yg diaorg repekkan selama ini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh sambung cite filzri check aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"abd rahman, 18 impacted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; kata Filzri my boy sambil terus cucuk mencucuk gigi2 aku yg lain untuk tgk ade caries ke tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"yg 21 ni aku tak pasti la (21 merujuk kepada gigi kacip depan kiri bahagian atas yg pertama) macam caries."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; sambung filzri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"mane tengok sket"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; tambah abd rahman. dalam hati aku, tolong la bukan caries. tolong la bukan. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"hemm caries la tu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ciss! xpe tggu dr kais confirm kan. tak mau percaya lagi tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"okey klu mcm tu 21 class 3 mesial caries."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; saat filzri ckp mcm tu aku rasa mcm dunia ni separa gelap. tak mau percaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;selesai charting, treatment planning pula. unutk caries aku tu planning untuk ditampal dgn tooth coloured restoration. ohh tolonglah katakan yg tu bukan caries. tak mau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas siap semua, abd rahman pun panggil dr kais untuk evaluation. maka dtg la dr kais menjenguk-jenguk mulut aku. maka tiba saat gigi 21 untuk diperiksa... jantung ni dah berdegup kencang bagai nak pecah dada dah ni. tolong la jgn caries... tolong la ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;" as for 21, i can detect an early development of caries on the mesial. class 3 mesial."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; terang filzri pada dr kais. ohh dokter, tolong la katakan tidak pada caries... tolong la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"yes you are right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; serentak dgn itu aku terus ckp &lt;b&gt;NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; dgn mulut penuh dgn mouth mirror dgn probe. dr kais gelak dan ckp&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; "you have to accept that"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tidak!!!!! &lt;b&gt;AKU TAK DAPAT TERIMA KENYATAAN!!!&lt;/b&gt; aku rasa mcm dunia aku dah berakhir. why should i suffer like this??? why???? why me?? why now??? selama 21 tahun, 11 bulan dan 3 minggu aku hidup atas muka bumi ni, xpernah-pernah nak ade cavity tetiba ade cavity. tak mau!!!!! kenapa nak ade caries??? kenapa???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abd rahman pun tenangkan aku dgn beberapa comfort words. aku dah mcm org gila dlm polyclinic sebab stress dpt tau ade caries. tapi tak nampak pun caries tu sebab dia kat belakang gigi. super sedih smpai words cannot even explain. bagaikan ditusuk sembilu. cehh.. ayat xmenahan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"filzri, you chould control your patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" gurau dr kais pada aku dan filzri. mau tak nye.. dah mcm budak kecik xdpt susu aku dlm klinik (itu sngt over. mane ade) sebab dpt tau ade caries. aku bgtau je kat dr yg aku sedih aku ade caries selama aku idup 21 thun lebih ni xpernah ade, tibak2 ade. sape xsedih dowh???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas je clinic tu aku terus msg kak farah adila, senior yg selalu scaling-kan gigi aku n buatkan fissure sealant untuk aku.   aku mintak dia tampalkan gigi aku cepat2. tak nak tunggu dah. sedih gila ni. tamau caries tu jadi lagi teruk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku bgtau amal pasal caries tu. dia pun nak tgk, aku tunjuk la. dia kata xde la besar mana. n colour gigi tu pun grey, not black or brown (which indicates progressive stage of dental caries). ohh xdpt aku bayangkan mcm mn rasanya kalau dah msuk stage tu. ohh tidak....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh kak farah adila, minggu depan terus tampal gigi saya okeyh. tak sabar dah ni nak tampal gigi. sobs sobss....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tak lena tido malam aku hari ni nampak gayanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-7668537511802504938?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7668537511802504938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=7668537511802504938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-391994246208347373</id><published>2011-09-16T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T23:01:42.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFUSED</title><content type='html'>aku betul2 tak faham dengan diri sendiri. aku tak faham mcm mane aku boleh dgn selamba berkata sesuatu hah pas tu mula la nyesal xsudah. selalu jadi macam tu. lepas tu marah dengan diri sendiri.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak tau betul ke tak tindakan aku. betul ke itu yg aku nak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no no no... i want something else. aku gembira dgn ape yg aku pernah ade. tapi sekarang rasa macam lain. kenapa? sparks tu sudah hilangkah? kalau hilang mana perginya? kenapa hilang? kenapa macam tu je?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;patut ke aku hilangkan rasa ini? dan terus hidup pandang ke hadapan? dan anggap semuanya seperti tak pernah terjadi. mungkin aku harus, selagi masih punya waktu. betul aku harus lupakan dan fokus pada yang lain. tapi tentu sakit nanti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hati, bersedia untuk disakiti sekali lagi. lepas ni aku letak burnol semula. jangan risau. maaf aku selalu buat kau sakit wahai hati. tapi kau akan tetap tabah seperti aku kan? sebab kita adalah kita. maaf aku pemilikmu yang cuai. nanti aku cari partner yang akan selalu buat kau gembira sampai syurga. tiba saat itu, aku akan buang bekalan burnol untuk ubati kau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are my sugar rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that always makes me blush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes you are..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arghh!! benci rasa ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jason Mraz-You And I Both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-391994246208347373?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/391994246208347373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=391994246208347373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/391994246208347373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/391994246208347373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/09/confused.html' title='CONFUSED'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-4201514013810713803</id><published>2011-09-15T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:44:05.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience like no other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oqeBNo7fLfg/TnF-d2hr-dI/AAAAAAAAA2k/OfcrUQdMuis/s1600/ward%2Bround.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oqeBNo7fLfg/TnF-d2hr-dI/AAAAAAAAA2k/OfcrUQdMuis/s320/ward%2Bround.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652438058644797906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau la class bedside teaching GMGS buat VC mcm kat atas ni.. agak2 mcm mane la reaction makcik2 dan pakcik2 dlm ward tu. rimas tgk kepala2 webcam melingkar sana sini =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baeklah semua. semalam bersamaan hari rabu 14hb Sept 2011 aku ade class kat Hospital Tnegku Ampuan Afzan, Kuantan untuk subjek General Medicine n General Surgery (GMGS). serious cakap ni la first time aku buat ward round (jalan2 keliling ward tengok patient, tnya dia tu ni, monitor diaorg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buat ward round tu ramai2 dlm 12 org satu group dgn diketuai oleh lecturer/specialist yg dh di assign untk kitaorg iaitu pada hari semalam, encik dokter Wan Ahmad Shahril yg sngt baik telah menjadi supervisor kitaorg. masuk ward 7B, ward perempuan kelas ketiga. macam2 benda yg tengok/belajar. pehhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey first patient yg jumpa sorg mak cik yg asthma. so Dr Wan pun bgtau itu ini itu dan ini kat kitaorg. mcm2 benda. pada masa yg sama ade sorg patient kat critical cubicle sedang bertarung nyawa (cehh ayat xnk kalah tu). aku tengok doctors tgh buat CPR kat patient tu. bertukar org dah. penat woo buat CPR nih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tengok nurse n other doctors relax je even patient tu not breathing nor her heart was beating. yg dokter Wan pun relax je. kitaorg je la yg mcm eksaited semacam. gila nervous beb tgk nyawa org kt ujung tanduk mcm tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tengah tengah Dr Wan duk explain kat kitaorg pasal something ni tetiba dtg sorg dokter cina berkemeja biru. di nametagnya tertera nama Dr Cheah jadi dlm kepala otak aku terus terfikir "ohh dokterni nama dia Dr Cheah..." dokter tu pun dh peluh2. kesian dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr Cheah bgtau kat Dr Wan "PA". muka Dr Wan relax je. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pastu Dr Cheah smbung lagi, "COD?" kali ni Dr Wan seakan berfikir. semua duk tnya COD tu hape?? cash on delivery??? teett!! COD stands for Cause of Death. patient tu gagal diselamatkan. yet relatives dia xdtg pun lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka Dr Wan berkata "x-ray dia xde la teruk sangat pun kan? hemm.. susah jugak" pas Dr Wan ckp pe ntah lg kat Dr Cheah, baru aku tau patient tu ade pneumonia rupanya.. dan aku n amal tertanya-tanya PA tu menatang ape? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"pulmonary arrest kot" jawab aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tgk org cuba menyelamatkan nyawa org lain depan mata, mmg satu experience yg superb. dah tu relatives patient tu haram xdtg masa dia dah nazak. padahal hospital dh bgtau. sibuk plak nak gi hantar anak bagai. adeihhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadi pengajaran nya disini..... kalau la nnti ade antara relatives kita yg dh start kena transfer ke critical cubicle tu, cepat2 la ready for anything. duk temankan dia, buat pape yg patut ke.. anything. suapaya xde la dtg2 tgk2 org yg kita syg tu dh xde. sedih je kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagi...... ape lagi yg aku belajar dri ward round kali ni??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rasa bersyukur sngt2 dilahirkan sihat dan normal. sebab ade je beberapa patient yg aku tgk file dia umur ade yg sebaya, lagi muda, dan lebih kurg je dgn aku tapi dia ade penyakit dari kecik. so mmg duk sepital je la memanjang. xdpt pegi skolah, berlari sana sini, jalan2 tgk movie, feel the sands on your feet.. rasa sedih tiba2 mengenangkan diaorg yg pergerakan fizikalnya terbatas. semoga Allah sembuhkan sakit diaorg, and if it is something that cannot be cured at least they could live longer and do things they wanna do while they still can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuba bayangkan masa diaorg kecik2 dulu, xdpt menikmati zaman kanak2 xmcm org lain. tu baru tgk wad wanita dewasa, belum tgk yg kanak2 punya. aku rasa mau gak aku nangis time tu gak tengok bebudak kecik xbersalah tu terlantar je.. sobs sobs... =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh lagi satu benda yg aku dapat semalam. SILA PAKAI KASUT YANG SANGAT SELESA DAN DISARANKAN AGAR TIDAK BERPUASA PADA HARI RABU SEBAB ADE GMGS =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;serious cakap wehh. dia punya sakit kaki berdiri 3 jam berjalan tu mmg super sakit. masuk kereta je we were taking our time stretching kaki untuk ilangkan rasa sakit. serious kena cari kasut lain. tapi cukup ke duit scholar nk beli semua tu sebab buku dh bertambah. buku medical yg aku xde so far je ade la dlm 3 rasanya. sebijik tu kalau harda dlm 50 xpe. ni kalau nak bayar tu mau keluar 3-4 not 50. baru satu buku, kalau dah tiga?? campur yg dh mmg order?? campur kena bayar barang masuk sepital (stethoscope, pentorch, tendon hammer) tu je dah berapa?? sumpah awal la nmpknye aku kering 2 blok ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh beybeh.. mau tido jap. nnti mlm mau keluar mkn dgn junior, teman amal hntar elia kt terminal n beberapa agenda lain. adios!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ohh xsabar nk pergi beraya rumah pak cik ahad nih!! mak cik masak bnyk2 ye. nak makan. hehehehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-4201514013810713803?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4201514013810713803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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koridor. dgn cikgu2 warden2 semua terawikh sekali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku rasa semua org mesti mengalami benda ni, yakni ngantuk lepas berbuka. ye dak?? haaa..... ade plak yg tak mau ngaku. come on.... ngaku je... jgn malu-malu sama gua....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tidak dinafikan aku pun rasa ngantuk jugak. lagi pulak kalau siang tu kelas mcm harem kan. pehh penat siot. masa maghrib tu boleh tahan lagi mata ni. bila start isyak tu.... sudah la...... mata dah bagi signal nih.. mulut plak dah kalah pintu gua niah ternganga nguap punya pasal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa zaman skolah dulu aku ni jahat sket.. org terawikh aku gi tido kat tepi surau. duk syok tido tu tetiba dtg plak ustazah aishah ni. siap bertelekung bagai. marah2 "apesal kamu tak solat terawikh???" adeihhh........ malasnye.... pas dia tegur tu aku gi la solat.. dua rakaat ke beb, pas tu sambung tido balik. kih kih kih... ya Allah... jahat bebenau kau nih izzati....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi xde la tiap2 hari aku baut mcm tu.. ade la jugak time2 yg aku solat je sampai habis. korg nihh.. tapi xde la penuh terawikh aku. lepas terawikh ni siap2 semangat pergi prep. lipat telekung semua bagai. ambik beg gi prep. sampai class.... tido la.. sambung tido. ape lagi???? member sebelah aku jadi tukang tengok kot kalau warden round2 boleh dia kejut aku. kalau ade warden tu aku pun bgun la. gi toilet. cuci muka sket pas tu balik class. kira konon kalau cikgu tgk tu dlm hati dia kata mcm ni la "baru balik toilet. hemm ok xpe. xkena rotan." nanti xde la kantoi buat taik mata time prep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sepanjang 5 thun aku duk ostel, xpernah lg aku kena tangkap tido time prep. org lain pernah la. aha..... cam best je kan?? sedap je aku tido tak kira prep ptg ke, mlm ke.. sedap je tido... member sebelah kaki study kejutkan klu cikgu dtg. cepat2 la cover konon study. padahal membuta dari tadi. tapi kalaupun aku tak study time prep, aku balik bilik aku stay up.. masa class aku tak tido. ok la tu kan?? kot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu kalau kat skolah. kalau kat u pulak, almost every night pergi solat terawikh. selalu pergi masjid. jalan2 dgn roomate dgn telekung nye pergi masjid. dah mcm rombongan hantu cik kiah mane ntah aku tgk klu dri blakang.. ramai je... putih je....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pi masjid tu, ngantuk gak sebenarnye tapi tahan je la.. bawak botol air, konon nak minum klu ngantuk. tapi alik2 pergi dgn botol air, balik je botol air ntah pegi mane. mujur botol air bekas air mineral cactus je. xpe la kau nak tinggal mane2.. tapi kesian plak org keje masjid tu kena kemas n buang botol air aku. ish3.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu cerita masa aku kat pj. sekarang cerita masa aku kat kuantan. memandangkan masjid uia kuantan ni tak reti2 nak siap, tunggu aku nak kawen agaknye baru dia nak siap, jadi aku dan amal serta kroni2 kami pun pergi la terawikh ke masjid afzan.... dalam pukul 8 lebih tu gerak dah. naik kete amal. boleh tahan ngantuk jugak tp tahan jugak nih.. sebab makcik2 kiri kanan. kang ape pulak dia kata.. org muda tapi ngantuk semacam. tgk aku ni ha. cergas!! segar bugar!! inilah rahsia kacip fatimah orang kampung!! ok ok....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satu hal kalau gi terawikh kat masjid awam ni, ade makcik2 yg bawak anak2 diaorg. mane yg baik tu ok la.. mane yg perangai yg mcm xcukup tgn mintak penampar tu rase nak rendam dlm lombong je rasa. sakit jiwa pun ade aku rasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teringat aku satu malam, sekumpulan budak nakal nih.. bengong betol. tapi nak difikirkan balik, dah nama budakkan. xtau mende2.. tapi aku dulu xde perangai keji mcm tu. cam haram betol. nak dijadikan cerita, terawikh mask rakaat ke berapa ntah aku xingt. tok imam tu ckp la, adik2 kalau nak main mercun tu main la jauh2 sket. tak pun main la lepas solat terawikh. takut menggangu jemaah. maka tok imam pun nak start solat. baca la segala zikir2 selawat2 tuh... pas tu angkat takbir...... baca alfatihah...... baca surah amende tah aku xtau.. tiba-tiba.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOMMMMMM!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(beristghfar aku dlm hati-betul ok xde tipu), terus xkhusyuk sekejap solat. siot punye budak"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi tok imam tu????? selambe derkk je dia meneruskan bacaan dia as if nothing happen. mujur la tok imam tu kuat imannye.. kalau aku, dah lama terabur bacaan. tapi mmg sumpah kuang ajo betol budak2 tu. ade ke patut pegi main mercun tepi tempat imam. kot marah imam tegur pun jgn la cam tu skali. buatnye tok imam tu sakit jantung ke, ade jemaah sakit jantung ke, ade mak cik melatah ke?? xke naya?? sabo je la aku... habis solat tu mmg aku gelak la dgn amal. ape lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas balik terawikh dari masjid selalu kiteorg singgah 7E dulu. terkam slurpee. beli la barang 2-3 untuk kroni2 pastu sedut.. pehhh sedap.... pas dapat slurpee sorang satu, kitaorg pun balik.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagi satu benda yg selalu buat kalau bulan ramadhan ni adelah tadarus al-Quran. maka kena la bahagi satu group dlm 7-8 org.. baca la satu juzuk... bila dah habis tu ade majlis khatam quran.. masing2 dapat la bubur lambuk (kononnye) sorg satu. sebenarnye bukan bubur lambuk pun. nama je lebih. padahal bubur standard yg kitaorg selalu mkn pagi2 sebagai breakfast tu je. xde bubur lambuk pun.. tapi xpe la.. asal ade.. ye tak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau kat uia pun mcm tu jugak. cuma kat pj je yg xde klu xsilap aku. kat kuantan ade. masa break 30mins tu kitaorg pun bertadarus la beramai2.. bila dah habis tu kadang2 ade tazkirah sket. selalu mcm tu la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekarang sebab puasa kat rumah, semua2 tu xde. semua kena buat sendiri. terawikh pun sendiri2.. tadarus pun xde.. pandai2 kau la baca Quran sendiri. xde sape nak uruskan jadual tadarus untuk kau. agak sedih jugak tapi sebenarnya benda ni mengajar aku untuk uruskan hidup sendiri. sampai bila nak semua pun org yg buat kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh dah petang ni. aku nak menjenguk dapur. nak ready pape yg patut. mkn tu beserdehana je cukup la. kalu lebih2 pun bazir je tak guna jugak. ye dak? selamat lailatulqadar-hunting sepada semua!! daaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Kirim aku malaikatmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Biar jadi kawan hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Dan tunjukkan jalan yang memang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;kau berikan untukku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;kirim aku malaikatmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;karena ku sepi berada di sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Dan didunia ini aku tak mau sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br 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nak amal...... so bad =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amal cepat balik ehh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;dan hati pun menangis sorang2, xde sape nak pujuk =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-2608840695991594593?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2608840695991594593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBQY31cnTx0/TkqhMNmAvRI/AAAAAAAAA2M/4_3qt2BGj_Q/s72-c/P2151322%2Bedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-841298998628717179</id><published>2011-08-15T20:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:26:59.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bulan ramadhan kalau dekat skolah/universiti (part 1)</title><content type='html'>sedar tak sedar dah nak masuk 2 minggu lebih kita puasa kan? kalau tengok bulan tu, dia keluar penuh je bulat. bulan purnama. kira tak lama lagi je lah tu nak habis bolan puasa ni. mr DJ di radio2 sudah mula memainkan lagu2 raya nampaknye. masing2 duk tanya baju brape helai tahun nih. ade jugak yang dah order kuih raya sebulan lepas eksaited raya punya pasal.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau orang tanya aku ape yang aku rasa untuk ramadhan tahun ni, aku serious tak reti nak jwb mcm mn. bukan ape, ni first time dalam lebih kurang 9 tahun aku belajar since form 1, aku puasa penuh sebulan kat rumah. kalau sebelum2 ni seminggu lebih baru spend puasa kat rumah. most of the days during the month of ramadhan was spent at school/hostel/college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memang lain rasanya bila kalau dah biasa sangat puasa kat hostel tetiba sebulan puasa kat rumah. kalau orang lain mesti rasa mcm ni....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"syok gila weyhh tahun ni sebulan puasa kat rumah!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi kalau aku, dari sebelum cuti lagi aku fikir mcm ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"cuti lama 3 bulan smpai lepas raya. kira nanti aku puasa kat rumah la. mcm mn ekk rasa puasa sebulan penuh kat rumah??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;korang nak tau ape beza berbuka kat rumah dgn berbuka kat hostel?? yg paling utama, kalau buka puasa kat rumah tu, of course mkn mskkan mak (duhh) unless kalau korg yg masak sendiri kat rumah, mak korg cuma balik rumah, mandi dan siap sedia untuk berbuka. kalau kat hostel, korg akan makan mknn yg disediakan oleh makcik2 dewan selera/dewan makan. kalau skolah aku dulu, kitaorg panggil dewan selera. singkatan dia DS. jadi lepas ni kalau aku menggunakan akronim DS tu korg faham2 sendiri je lah, tu dewan selera maknanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baik, aku dulu skolah aku bernama mrsm kuala kubu bharu (MSM KKB). aku duk situ dari aku form 1 lagi. mmg dh kenal betul dgn skolah tu melainkan ade perubahan major dilakukan atas skolah tu, maka aku xkenal dah la. jadi aku nak explain siap2 kot ade nnti xfaham aku cerita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kt mrsm mane2 pun ade sistem homeroom. lebih kurang mcm family kecil la kot. homeroom ni ade cikgu yg jaga satu group homeroom tu. cikgu ni jadi bebudak homeroom tu punya mak/bapak la kira. satu homeroom ade dlm 15 org lebih kurang. okey skrg semua sudah faham ye mengenai sistem homeroom ini/ baik kita teruskan ye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa aku form 1-3 rasanya, aku berbuka dengan member2. jadi masa time nak berbuka tu mmg penuh satu DS yg besau tuh. sorry lah xdpt aku nak tunjukkan gmbr DS skolah aku. cari dlm arkib pun xde. Q untk ambik food berbuka tu sikit punya panjang dila dah nak dekat2 berbuka. tempat boleh kata dah nak penuh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sebelum berbuka tu, kecoh betul. rupa lalat harung taik dah aku rasa. bila encik bilal melaungkan azan maghrib je, senyap terus sebab masing2 dapat makan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa aku form 4-5, dah start sistem berbuka bersama homeroom. jadi ahli2 homeroom aku ni semua2nya pun berbuka la sesame. tempat meja untuk setiap homeroom dah ditetapkan. jadi masalah xcukup tempat makan mmg dapat diselesaikan. uniknya makan bersama homeroom nih adalah apabila ahli2 homeroom kena decide pihak lelaki hidang food atau pompuan yg kena hidang. kalau lelaki dah hidang, budak pompuan kena basuh bekas lauk. bekas lauk pulak kena sedia sendiri. hehehe... jadi memupuk semangat kerjasama dan persefahaman di situ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah bermesyuarat selama 40 hari 40 malam (ok itu sangat tipu) bersama ahli homeroom aku, kiterog semua setuju yg budak laki serve, pompuan cuci. turn sape serve tu pandai2 la sesame sendiri decide. bekas2 tu semua sharing. ade sebahagian budak alki punya, ade yg pompuan punya. bila petang dlm kul 5.30 tu, budak pompuan letak bekas makanan yg diaorg dah cuci semalam kat atas meja homeroom supaya budak laki boleh ambik food dan serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagi satu benda pasal berbuka ikut homeroom ni, boleh kuar gi bazar ramadhan!!. ade turn dia. hari ni turn homeroom ni, esok org lain pulak. kira adil la kan? tapi selalu bebudak ni memane yg xboleh kuar tu, kirim je kat budak yg dpt kuar. kira gilir2 la.. harini kau kuar, aku kirim. esok aku kuar, kau kirim. ok la tu. xde timbul cerita2 belakang ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau nak cerita pasal bazar ramadhan ni mmg kena satu entry. serious cakap. bebudak hostel kan kuat makan dan pantang dapat keluar. jadi mmg mcm2 hal la. yg tu lain cerita. arini nk cerita yg penting saje okeyh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau pergi bazar ramadhan, bebudak skolah aku zaman dulu paling suka dua menu nih. kira dua benda ni mmg sngt hot time puasa... nak tau amende??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFjVz18frKE/TkkQfU-KyzI/AAAAAAAAA1s/JQBbf8V956A/s1600/siput%2Bsedut.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFjVz18frKE/TkkQfU-KyzI/AAAAAAAAA1s/JQBbf8V956A/s320/siput%2Bsedut.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641058138649709362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;gulai lemak siput sedut!!&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmg borong dgn mak cik lauk tu. bila berbuka je satu DS bunyi slurppppp... slurrrppppppp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku rasa disebabkan org2 bazar ramadhan kat kkb tu mmg dh tau yg bebudak ni suka mkn gulai siput sedut, ramai je aku perasan duk pakat jual siput sedut. kesian siput tuh. kurang populasi dia barang 2 tahun kitaorg duk kt skolah tu. mujur la sebulan je budak2 ni mkn siput tu. klu sepanjang tahun, aku rasa mau pupus siput sedut ni nnti. ade terus msuk dlm golongan haiwan/species terancam/hampir pupus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnqINgoNbVY/TkkQfHxlcUI/AAAAAAAAA1k/4Pweq52Be48/s1600/tepung%2Bpelita.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnqINgoNbVY/TkkQfHxlcUI/AAAAAAAAA1k/4Pweq52Be48/s320/tepung%2Bpelita.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641058135107268930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kuih tepung pelita!!&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yg ni pun fav bebudak skolah aku time puasa. aku pun xfaham ape angin yg dtg masa bulan puasa ni tetiba semua pakat minat menu yg sama. aku rasa makcik2 yg reti buat kuih ni boleh bukak gerai jual kuih ni semata2 dan jual kt budak skolah aku. mmg confirm laku!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku xnafikan ade jugak lauk2 lain. kengkadang ade je bebudak homeroom aku kirim lauk2 lain. ade yg nak murtabak.. ade yg nak ayam golek... ade jugak kengkadang tu belanje kengkawan lauk/kuih/air. tapi selalu diaorg akan bgtau awal2, pesan supaya xyah beli lauk bnyk2 sebab nak belanja food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau berbuka tu, tak de kurma tu mcm kureng la sket kan? org kata x kick la. unless klu korg jenis xmkn kurma tu blakang kira. kurma kat skolah kitaorg jenis kurma gred F aku rasa. serious cakap. kurma yg mmg habis murah. dah tu dtg dlm kotak. rupa pun xbrape comel. kretui sana sini. penyet sana sini. tapi sedap wehh kurma tu. biar rupa dia mcm tu tp sedap gilaaa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cakap pasal kurma DS aku, aku teringat cerita kwn aku gaduh dgn classmate aku. semua bermula pada satu hari di bulan bukan bulan ramadhan......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mr H : wehh, cik S, apesal korg suka sngt ehh kt budak skolah luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cik S : sebab kiteorg bosan la dgn korg. dri form 1 asyik tengok muka korg. jemu tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mr H : apesal pulak?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cik S : betul la. dari muka suci sampai muka penuh noda korg tu kitaorg dah tatap. bosan. perangai semua dah tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mr H : hukalohhh... korg muka mcm kurma DS, ingt kteorg heran gak ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cik S : oiiii!! yg muka mcm kurma DS ni jugak yg korg gila2kn. yg berebut sana sini. ape jgn ingt aku tak tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mr H : ahhh.. dah ahh. malas aku layan kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak tahan nak gelak tgk dua classmate aku bergaduh sebab benda bodoh. dah tu, kurma DS yg xberdosa tu yg jadi mangsa. dan kuang ajo punya budak laki, ade diaorg samekan kitaorg ni dgn kurma DS???? sungguh kurang adab sopan!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sampai skrg, cerita pasal kurma DS mmg xboleh lupa. kalau bukak cerita kurma DS tu kat menber2 aku, geng aku, mmg gelak punya. alahai..... xsangka aku ni rupa mcm kurma DS je rupanya.... kesian aku.. padan la xde org nak. sama tarap dgn kurma DS je rupanya =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kadang2 bapak homeroom kitaorg iaitu ustaz zeidi zakaria, (hensem tau ustaz aku nih. jgn jeles) bawak kitaorg gi berbuka kat luar. ade penah sekali tu dia bawak gi mkn kt satu restoran kat gombak. aku xingt nama tapi kalau bawak aku ingt tempat dia, jalan dia aku ingt. tomyam kat situ best kot!! aku xmkn sngt tomyam tapi kalau aku kata tomyam tu best, aku sanggup makan, maka mmg betul la tomyam tu best. sepertimana tomyam kat black canyon yg super best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok aku rasa aku harus stop sampai sini. esok lusa aku sambung lagi pasal bulan puasa aku kat hostel. sorry lah ye, cuma pengalaman ni je yg aku ade. aku xde pengalaman puasa kat rumah xmcm korg. so aku cerita la ape yg jadi kt hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau rasa post no panjang, sorry la ye. hihihihi.. mood nak bercerita pulak mlm ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey korg semua. slamat berpuasa semuanya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cepat habiskan baca manga 07-ghost tuh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-841298998628717179?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/841298998628717179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=841298998628717179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/841298998628717179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/841298998628717179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/08/bulan-ramadhan-kalau-dekat.html' title='bulan ramadhan kalau dekat skolah/universiti (part 1)'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFjVz18frKE/TkkQfU-KyzI/AAAAAAAAA1s/JQBbf8V956A/s72-c/siput%2Bsedut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-5051937839816726425</id><published>2011-08-13T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T12:48:13.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ape punya promotion la...</title><content type='html'>cuba tengok promotion gila kt bawah ni...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g1cw2yIevig/TkX_7-gX1rI/AAAAAAAAA1c/zRx4TGm38uA/s1600/P8131447%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g1cw2yIevig/TkX_7-gX1rI/AAAAAAAAA1c/zRx4TGm38uA/s320/P8131447%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640195514207557298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kad ini sah digunakan pada setiap hari isnin hingga jumaat dari pukul 9 pagi hingga 5 petang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kejadah??? ni lagi nak promote bebudak melagha masa bulan puasa. lagi satu lagi nak promote atau lebih menggalakkan bebudak skolah poteng skolah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ape la... demi mengaut keuntungan, saje je kan pagi untuk student, promotion bulan ramadhan untk dpt main bowling free. tak fikir lansung pasal budak tu ponteng ke, melepak ke.. xgi skolah. kalau macam ni, jgn nak salahkan kalau budak2 skrg suka melepak sana sini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ish3... marah betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey sekarang tengok gambar dibawah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gW1ru0hv9U0/TkX_7pGiqaI/AAAAAAAAA1U/NkgAcyzDMx4/s1600/P8131457%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gW1ru0hv9U0/TkX_7pGiqaI/AAAAAAAAA1U/NkgAcyzDMx4/s320/P8131457%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640195508462070178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mata i biru macam bed-sheet yo&lt;/i&gt;u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dodi main dgn mainan ikannye!! geram betul. buat gulai karang dodi ni baru tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh, sambung tgk anime. harini makan tauhu sumbat. weeee.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;semalam jumpa cd best!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-5051937839816726425?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5051937839816726425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=5051937839816726425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5051937839816726425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/5051937839816726425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/08/ape-punya-promotion-la.html' title='ape punya promotion la...'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g1cw2yIevig/TkX_7-gX1rI/AAAAAAAAA1c/zRx4TGm38uA/s72-c/P8131447%2Bedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-8721664756179966242</id><published>2011-08-10T11:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T14:52:28.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homemade soy drink for dummies =P</title><content type='html'>anda bingung nak buat air ape untuk berbuka puasa petang nanti?? jangan khuatir.. jangan bimbang. saya ada jawapannya!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minumlah air soya kerana ia sungguh berkhasiat dan menyegarkan. kali ini saya akan tunjukkan cara-cara membuat air soya tanpa sebarang bahan perasa dan pengawet!! AIR SOYA BUATAN SENDIRI!!! yoshhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok sudah la. aku xreti la nak type kalau guna bahasa marketing nih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baik, puan-puan semua jgn lupa tulis yeee... resepi kali ni ade secret ingredient. hahahahaha..... mahu tahu apekah ramuan rahsia itu?? tunggguuuuuu.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok here we go!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saiz hidangan: satu jug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tempoh penyediaan : errrr.... xkira la pulak tadi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bahan-bahan : cuma kacang soya, air, gula dan daun pandan saje!!!!! (sambil senyum smpai telinga)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pertama sekali, kacang soya tu kena la direndam dulu. kalau dalam sejug air soya nak buat, aku selalu guna dalam 3-4 cawan kacang soya. rendam kan semalaman paling lama. tak pun rendam pagi, boleh start buat ptg tu. dpt la minum soya panas =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajjOLEyrbZw/TkIPxKDGm9I/AAAAAAAAA1M/7dRYU7lsW_s/s1600/P8101450.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajjOLEyrbZw/TkIPxKDGm9I/AAAAAAAAA1M/7dRYU7lsW_s/s320/P8101450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639087020606659538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kacang soya yg sudah direndam dan ditoskan airnya...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nak pilih kacang soya pun kena berhati2.. sebabnya masa aku dekat pj dulu, sorg lecturer aku bgtau ms tgh blaja subjek bio, ade certain kacang soya yg telah dialter DNA dia dgn mencampurkan DNA dari khinzir (bahasa sikit punya baik). genetic engineering tu diaorg buat untuk tambah kandungan protein yg ade dlm kacang soya tu. lecturer aku kata so far dlm mesia ni xde lg kacang soya sebegitu tapi kat oversea mungkin ade di beberapa negara maju. ntahla...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey setelah kacang soya dah kembang, kita boleh gather barang2 yg kita perlu untuk buat air kacang soya ni. blender, periuk, penapis lubang kecik dan penapis teh mcm yg mamak guna puat tapis teh dia tuhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas semua barang dah gather, kita ambik daun pandan. barang sehelai dua tu cukup la. jgn serumpun plak. nnti ade yg jadi air pandan. kih kih kih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arXDdUCSbdM/TkIPwyUNiqI/AAAAAAAAA1E/2X3X5Z2Ydxc/s1600/P8101447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arXDdUCSbdM/TkIPwyUNiqI/AAAAAAAAA1E/2X3X5Z2Ydxc/s320/P8101447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639087014235966114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pokok pandan sendiri tanam kat rumah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa aku tengah kutip daun pandan tu tetiba aku terlihat sesuatu. something yg aku rasa nak tunjuk kat korg. hihihihi.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywj888uXuR8/TkIPwrHIzSI/AAAAAAAAA08/igMY8xI7fe4/s1600/P8101448.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywj888uXuR8/TkIPwrHIzSI/AAAAAAAAA08/igMY8xI7fe4/s320/P8101448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639087012302081314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;anggur!!!&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni jiran sebelah rumah aku yg tanam. dia tanam dekat pagar rumah yg jadi border rumah kteorg. tak pernah la pulak aku merasa anggur ni ape rasa dia. masam ke manis ke... tapi rs  mcm comel je anggur tu terjuntai2 kat pagar ketul2 kecik2.. hihihihihi.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok sudah. sambung cerita air soya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masukkan kacang soya dlm blender, masukkan air. jgn masukan smua kacang sekaligus. bahagikan kpd 2-3 bahagian. sebabnya kalau banyak sekaligus nanti rosak blender mak kau, kau nak ganti??? hah sitah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cvs-BXtLuhA/TkINFw2n23I/AAAAAAAAA00/HpgXNAKqXaA/s1600/P8101452.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cvs-BXtLuhA/TkINFw2n23I/AAAAAAAAA00/HpgXNAKqXaA/s320/P8101452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639084076085795698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RVxGfRWylrk/TkINFt9CAnI/AAAAAAAAA0s/-N1Jk6SAyFs/s1600/P8101453.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RVxGfRWylrk/TkINFt9CAnI/AAAAAAAAA0s/-N1Jk6SAyFs/s320/P8101453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639084075307369074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aha blend la ape lagi. blend sampai hancur okey??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas blend, tapiskan guna penapis lubang kecik dlm satu bekas. ketuk2 tapis tu mcm yg kak ani buat dekat cafe kak ana supaya air dia cepat sket kuar. xde la lembab sngt. buat kerja haruslah pantas. ye dak?? hihihihi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNm0Up2-kUs/TkINFS-KysI/AAAAAAAAA0k/AMq694Y5sUw/s1600/P8101454.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNm0Up2-kUs/TkINFS-KysI/AAAAAAAAA0k/AMq694Y5sUw/s320/P8101454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639084068064381634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas dah habis ketuk dan tapis, jgn buang lagi hampas dia. simpan dulu satu bekas. habiskan blend portion kacang soya yang lain tu. proses dia same je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WWDoDvKzViQ/TkINFOdl-kI/AAAAAAAAA0c/QFXGDMr-mxA/s1600/P8101456.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WWDoDvKzViQ/TkINFOdl-kI/AAAAAAAAA0c/QFXGDMr-mxA/s320/P8101456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639084066854009410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;simpan ye hampas tu. jgn buang lagi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila semua kacang dah blend, sekarang kita ambik hampas tu tadi semuanya dan blend semula. campur la air sket. dapat la banyak sket air soya tu. tp jgn risau kot kalau ade yg kata nnti cair la rasa soya tu.. xde nye. telah terbukti secara klinikal. plus kalau pekat sngt xsedap jugak sebab akan rasa pelik sebab pekat gila dah boleh jadi pati soya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbP4e1kunEg/TkINE0y-BzI/AAAAAAAAA0U/vsQDJJPzOE4/s1600/P8101457.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbP4e1kunEg/TkINE0y-BzI/AAAAAAAAA0U/vsQDJJPzOE4/s320/P8101457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639084059964344114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P3KhYccJk2I/TkIIxgko9FI/AAAAAAAAA0M/T7QkYFGf3V8/s1600/P8101458.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P3KhYccJk2I/TkIIxgko9FI/AAAAAAAAA0M/T7QkYFGf3V8/s320/P8101458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639079330071508050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lepas blend hampas tu tapis lagi sekali. ketuk2 penapis dia..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seterusnya proses penapisan kedua!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kali ni, kita gna tapis teh pulak. transfer air soya tapisan pertama dalam periuk yang akan kita gunakan untuk reneh air soya tu nanti. aku guna periuk besau gabak. hihihihihi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;function guna tapis teh tu untuk tapis hampas2 halus soya tadi kot ade yg escape dari tapis halus. nanti xde la minum soya tu tetiba ade rasa hampas kasar jee. xde la tersedak mak mertua =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAr1iHE6D-w/TkIIxAk6tKI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Cia7WRTk0tI/s1600/P8101463.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAr1iHE6D-w/TkIIxAk6tKI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Cia7WRTk0tI/s320/P8101463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639079321482736802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;begini ya caranya puan-puan&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas tapis, boleh la letak gula sesedap rasa sesuka hati. kalau nak manis letak la kau banyak mane kau nak. kalau rase dah tak sayang badan, letak la barang sekilo dua gula dalam tu. alah... gula je pun kann???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhUiuRTxh84/TkIIw52tH6I/AAAAAAAAAz0/JFujfoC4zvg/s1600/P8101466.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhUiuRTxh84/TkIIw52tH6I/AAAAAAAAAz0/JFujfoC4zvg/s320/P8101466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639079319678295970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i seorang yang manis, jadi masakan i kena semua yang manis2 gitu. *gebushhh!!&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekarang masa untuk mereneh air soya!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guna la saiz senduk yg berpadanan dgn periuk korg. macam aku punya senduk ni. boleh muat dua tiga ketul ayam sekali angkat. hamek kau. kalau balun org tu confirm2 berbirat mak badan. adeihhhhh.... lebam dan lekuk badan barang seminggu dua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnk0GI11qwo/TkIIwsenfuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/hbbVd5ZiZy8/s1600/P8101476.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnk0GI11qwo/TkIIwsenfuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/hbbVd5ZiZy8/s320/P8101476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639079316087602914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8J5_pCygkVg/TkIEm6ayxAI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jtpKvhwcbXk/s1600/P8101481.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8J5_pCygkVg/TkIEm6ayxAI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jtpKvhwcbXk/s320/P8101481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639074749984457730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ape ni???? ade dlm air soya aku?&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aha untuk yg tak tau, ni nama dia gula batu. bukan batu permata cincin kawen cik nab janda anak empat dengan datuk t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;korg boleh substitute gula pasir dengan gula batu kalau mahu. atau combine kedua2nya sekali mcm yg aku buat. tambah gula batu ni bukan ape, jimat sket gula pasir tu. at least boleh simpan buat masak ke, buat air teh ke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah agak2 air soya nak mendidih tu kita simpulkan daun pandan. suka hati korg la nak simpul mcm mn. nak buat reben, nak ikat mati, lantak korg la. jgn korg racik daun tu buat jadi mcm daun rampai sudah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCldTiAMscU/TkIEmgp83_I/AAAAAAAAAzc/UASG27tJTe4/s1600/P8101482.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCldTiAMscU/TkIEmgp83_I/AAAAAAAAAzc/UASG27tJTe4/s320/P8101482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639074743068712946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ni simpulan daun pandan aku. rase hebat nak buat riben bertingkat2 tu, sila lah. bila lagi nak tunjuk skill depan mak mertua kan&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simpul kemas2, kalau tak nanti dia terlerai pulak ikatan dia. daun pandan ni nak bagi dia wangi. kalau xde pun xpe kot la kalau korg xjumpe daun pandan atau tak kenal tapi segan nak tanya mak cik pasar daun pandan yang mane.. kih kih kihh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--v-oMRN-Jcc/TkIEmcZrbZI/AAAAAAAAAzU/kroFV6UjXd0/s1600/P8101483.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--v-oMRN-Jcc/TkIEmcZrbZI/AAAAAAAAAzU/kroFV6UjXd0/s320/P8101483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639074741926718866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pastu campak dlm periuk.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then kita kacau sampai dia mendidih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1thzpkjhXyI/TkIEmDW-6uI/AAAAAAAAAzM/7U_ZdOiWsyU/s1600/P8101484.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1thzpkjhXyI/TkIEmDW-6uI/AAAAAAAAAzM/7U_ZdOiWsyU/s320/P8101484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639074735204526818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aha!! mendidih sudah air soya kita&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekarang bolehla angkat. tapi penyediaannya tak berakhir disini ye. korg kena kacau air soya tu kasi dia sejuk/suam2 kuku baru boleh letak dlm fridge atau sebelum dihidangkan. ape rasionalnye melakukan perbuatan sedemikian???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tujuan dia supaya nanti, kalau air tu nak sejuk, xde la ade satu lapisan yang wujud kat permukaan atas air soya tu. ade yg jadi fuu cuk yg mak korg guna buat masak sayur tu. tak tau ape fuu cuk? tanya mak korg amende tu. jgn tau mkn je tp xtau nama. xreti eja xpe boleh blaja (cover diri sendiri yg xreti mengeja) kalau xcaye ape aku ckp, cuba buat pastu cite kat aku betul ke tak dia ade satu lapisan kat atas tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kacau la slowly air soya tu smpai dia suam sket. baru boleh letak dlm fridge/hidangkan sementara panas. korg boleh la kacau sambil dengar radio ke.... tgk tv ke..... tengok cite korea ke.... tengok v-log anwar hadi dgn mat lutfi ke....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau aku?? mestilah kacau sambil tgk anime!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mE9RdcFfd5k/TkIElwT8Y7I/AAAAAAAAAzE/C24l_1a2nmU/s1600/P8101492.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mE9RdcFfd5k/TkIElwT8Y7I/AAAAAAAAAzE/C24l_1a2nmU/s320/P8101492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639074730091504562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;warghahahahaha.... hikari kena ajar adik kei. kahkahkahkahhh...... (menerangkan ape yg berlaku semasa gambar ini ditangkap&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey tu dia, siap dah air soya kita. kan senang tu. xde susah mane buat air soya ni. ye dak? post je bukan main panjang. poyo je tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey selamat mencuba ye kamu-kamu semua (errrr....ade ke org nak try??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;bongek punya anime! lawak 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href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/08/homemade-soy-drink-for-dummies-p.html' title='homemade soy drink for dummies =P'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajjOLEyrbZw/TkIPxKDGm9I/AAAAAAAAA1M/7dRYU7lsW_s/s72-c/P8101450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-7370192720111812869</id><published>2011-08-08T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:56:00.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sy ade masalah dgn nombor tok.....</title><content type='html'>org kalau pegi jumpe bomoh/dukun/tok pawang/pape yg berkenaan nih kengkadang tu nak buat minyak pengasih la... buat khianat kt org.... mintak laku kan dia punya bisnes niaga kain... mintak buang saka.... dan...... mintak nombor. mcm dlm cite ngangkung tuhh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenape yekk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak kata semua hat gi jumpa tok bomoh segala ni buat benda jahat.. tak.. ade gak ape yg mintak buang tu ni, mintak berubat dan segala macam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh cukup la aku rasa mukadimah hari ni. kita cakap pasal benda serius sket. xde kaitan dgn tok bomoh segala bagai nih.tapi dia berkaitan dgn nombor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beberapa hari ni aku tak dapat nak online. baru ni la online, blog-walking blog org, usha anak teruna mak cik sebelah (ramadhan ni.... ish3...) stalk page mamat ni dan itu... tgk2 resepi best untk berbuka dan sebagainye.. tetibak aku bace la blog kwn aku. kawan medic uia yg mmg dh kenal dari pj lagi. rumah dia dekat je dgn rumah aku.. sape lagi kalau bukan blog cik hanis. bukan belog cik &lt;a href="http://inibelogsaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;hanis zalikha&lt;/a&gt; ye tapi blog cik&lt;a href="http://hanis-anati.blogspot.com/"&gt; hanis anat&lt;/a&gt;i..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;al-kisah rupanya mak cik ni dah berumur 22 tahun rupanya 3-4 hari lepas. behday dia 4hb 8 haritu. aku tak wish dia. cessss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni baru lepas msg dia wish behday. maaf ye cik hanis. saye tak sengaja lupa behday kamu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wMRkAoNKnkA/Tj_hU7xbyaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hXe0wRUOyd8/s1600/P9270823.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wMRkAoNKnkA/Tj_hU7xbyaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hXe0wRUOyd8/s320/P9270823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638473008249817506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;gambar cik hanis masa makan2 celebrate behday aku thun lepas..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mesti ade suara2 sumbang berbau longkang bak kata encik filani yang kate, "ape la, kawan sendiri punya behday pun lupa ke?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so what??" jawab aku sambil mencekak pinggang lalu berjalan pergi ibarat itik pulang petang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku akui tu mmg kelemahan aku. dari dulu sampai skrg nombor mmg xde chemistry dgn aku. sbb tu aku ni biol maths. mmg tak boleh ngam. xbley pegi la org kata. tade tipu punyaaaa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku mmg susah nak ingt pape yg berkaitan dgn nombor. no plat kete, no henfon, behday org, mmg harapan aku nak ingt. percaya atau tidak, nombor fon mak aku pun aku ingt2 lupa, ni kan pulak nombor kawan2 aku. manusia2 yg behday nye aku ingt adalah family aku, dan beberapa kengkawan yg behday dia dekat2 dgn behday family aku atau tarikh2 penting mcm hari merdeka ke, contoh kwn skolah rendah aku, zayani yg behdaynye jatuh pada 30hb ogos, atau mcm ain kwn skolah menengah aku yg behday dia pada 28hb feb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pernah sekali, aku bantai wish happy behday kat kawan aku padahal behdat dia sebulan lagi. mmg kena gelak sakan la aku. pernah jugak lambat wish 3-4 bulan sebab confuse punya pasal. ape masalah aku dgn nombor ni sebenarnya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;behday kwn2 yg rapat dgn aku contohnya amal, aku tak ingt. amal lahir bulan 3 ke bulan 4 ehh? aku xingt. lagi beday sape?? nombor amal? lagi la aku tak ingt. yg aku tau dia celcom. tu aje. nombor dia haram aku xingt. nombor adik2 dan abg aku pun aku xingt. mujur nombor fon sndri ingt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku harap mereka yang berada di luar sana jgn la kecik hati ye kalau aku tak wish behday korg. sorry sngt2. aku bukan sengaja... aku mmg betul2 tak ingt. mmg xde niat pun xnk wish. aku ni xde la kejam mane smpai xmau wish behday org. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walaupun aku tak brape nak ngam dgn nombor ni, susah sngt nak ingt pape yg berkaitan dgn nombor ni, tp so far aku perhati aku ingt jalan dan tempat. yg tu aku paling sure aku boleh ingt. kalau muka org ngan nama tu kureng sket la. tp kalau nombor mmg fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hemm..... aku rasa takat nih je la aku nak cerita. cerita lain, lain hari okeyh beybeh. gua chow dulu. nak tido tu jgn lupa gosok gigi, baca doa. out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tengah gila nodame cantabile. tetiba xbley main cd kat pc. sedih gila babengs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-7370192720111812869?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7370192720111812869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=7370192720111812869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/7370192720111812869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/7370192720111812869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/08/sy-ade-masalah-dgn-nombor-tok.html' title='sy ade masalah dgn nombor tok.....'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wMRkAoNKnkA/Tj_hU7xbyaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hXe0wRUOyd8/s72-c/P9270823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-7448208970198872465</id><published>2011-08-02T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T11:44:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh Madam Ho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"good morning, miss farah!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;miss farah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;helloo.............."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hah! datang pun. bentak hati aku. (ini hari kita drama sket). pantas aku mengambil sekeping not merah dalam kole besi dekat kabinet buat air di dapur dan aku berlari2 anak menuju ke pintu rumah yang dah mula dimakan anai-anai frame pintu nya. ye lah, rumah aku rumah lama. dah nak 27 tahun. xde mcm rumah korg2 yg brand new tuh.. kih kih kih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;"hi, good morning!"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dgn riang aku menyapa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"good morning miss farah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dalam tangan wanita berbangsa cina tu ade dua paket Yakult warna merah. dah jadi rutin dia datang rumah aku dlm pulul 10-11 pagi hantar Yakult tiap2 hari Isnin. well, actually bukan la exactly hantar, tapi deliver. kena la bayar bai. xde yg free dlm dunia ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"miss farah, you sudah kawin ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;erkkkk??? tu soalan yg mula2 kau tnya aku? asal???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"hah?? kenapa auntie? kenapa tnya mcm tu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"xde itu hari saya ade datang dgn Madam aku-x-ingt-nama-dia. saya ade tanya sama dia, awak suda kawen ke belom. dia kata tak tau. mungkin suda kawin. duduk rumah saja. beli Yakult untuk anak dia. tapi dia panggil awak adik saja"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;"hahahahahahahaha.... xde la auntie. sy mane kawen lagi."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dlm hati aku berkira2 sndiri, aku ni nmpk tua sngt ke smpai dia ingt aku dh kawen??.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ohh itu macam ka? ini yakult mcm biasa. ehh awak tak mau try yang biru ka? awak minum yg merah xmanis ka?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;"manis jugak tapi adik saya suka yg merah. dia xsuka yg biru."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aku jelaskan pada madam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ohh.. sama mcm anak saya yg nombor dua. yg pertama ok, yang nombor dua tak suka. dia cakap lase itu masam sikit ehh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"haah. xla manis sngt mcm yg merah tu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"awak minum yg biru la, yg merah kasi adik. yg biru bg mak sekali mehh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; saran Madam Ho. dalam hati aku, aikk, bnyk ckp pulak madam ni hari ni. selalu senyap je. yg Madam aku-tak-ingt-nama tu yg bnyk ckp. maybe sbb dia dtg sorg kot. selalu berdua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"boleh la macam tu madam. bagi yg biru la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; madam Ho pun ambik Yakult biru dari dalam kereta dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xaLosL2cZPo/Tjdm8ak-rzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/L-Jf-tge7gE/s1600/P8021448.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xaLosL2cZPo/Tjdm8ak-rzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/L-Jf-tge7gE/s320/P8021448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636086646790074162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yg merah lagi dua dah kena sebat oleh sarah. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"madam, lepas raya saya xde la kat rumah. nanti rumah kosong. xde org. mcm mn?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;"ehh, pergi mana? pindah?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; soal madam ho. muka dia berkerut2 tanda terkejut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"nanti lepas raya saya kena masuk u semula. adik2 pergi sekolah, mak pergi kerja. nanti madam dtg, xde org." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;aku terang kan secara simple. nanti lebih2 kang ade yg lg tambah kerut org tua ni kang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"aiyooo... nnti sy ilang satu regular customer. kalau petang boleh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"petang boleh. adik saya sudah balik sekolah. nanti madam bagi kat dia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"awak baru lepas stp?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ehh xde xde.. saya sudah lama belaja kat u. sekarang cuti. nanti lepas raya sambung belaja semula. habis cuti mehh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; aku plak ber meh-meh dgn dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ohh belajar dekat mana?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"uia dekat indera mahkota"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ooooo....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; dia punya ooo tu ade dekat 7-8 harakat aku rasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ambik ape?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"dokter gigi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; dengan bangga aku bagitau madam tu sambil tersenyum bangga sampai ke telinga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"dokter gigi? memang minat? itu olang buka mulut bau busuk awak suka?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nak tergelak pun ade. adeihh, madam madam... &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"suka.... sy mmg minat. nanti kalau auntie nak check gigi ke, tampal ke, datang la uia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ohhh.. boleh boleh. harga dia mesti kurang sikit kan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ehh xde la, free saja" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;aihh promote la kan. ape lagi. untung2 boleh jadi patient aku nanti madam ni. time ni la nak pancing patient. kih kih kih....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"free? betol?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; aku mengganguk sambil berkata ye auntie, free je..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"sy ingt awak ambik jururawat..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;erkkkk?? nak terbelalak bijik mata aku demi mendengar Madam Ho berkata begitu. aduhai madam... muka aku ni mmg ade lansung ke nur seorang dokter tu? dari dulu smpai skrg xde sorg pernah teka aku ambik dentistry. yg teka aku ambik medic pun haram xde, ni pulak dentistry. penah sekali member sekolah aku mati2 ingt aku ambik law, dia bantai tnya aku pasal hak dan undang2 penjagaan anak luar nikah kalau bapa xnk kawen tp nak bg nafkah kat mak ngan budak tu.  muka aku ni mmg kalau buat iklan sensodyne tu, mcm xde org percaya je aku ni dentist. ntah diaorg ingt org tepi jalan mana diaorg kukut nih. adeihhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQGQSg3x1zw/Tjdm8Mpca3I/AAAAAAAAAys/IPzX4J_Ipp0/s1600/P8021451.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQGQSg3x1zw/Tjdm8Mpca3I/AAAAAAAAAys/IPzX4J_Ipp0/s320/P8021451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636086643050703730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banyak lagi yang kitaorg borakkan kat depan rumah semalam. kalau nak tulis semua mmg jenuh. tapi intipati yg aku nak highlight tu aku dh tulis. pas berborak panjang, madam Ho bagi aku sampul ang pow. dia kata sebab regular customer, so dia pun bagi la. nanti kalau ade lebih lagi dia bagi lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku cerita kat mama. ape lg, mengekek la org tua tu gelak kan aku. dia kata madam ho ingt aku dah kawen sebab muka aku dah kena cop muka suri rumah. yg tang jururawat tu paling xbley blah. dia sendiri ngaku yg anak dia ni mmg xde ciri2 dan nur serta ain seorang bakal dokter gigi. sedih dowh. kalau bgtau bakal mak mertua aku ni dokter gigi, confirm org tua tu xcaye. ntah ke dia ingt aku ni janda anak 4 agaknye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xpe la, gaya seorang dokter skrg ni xde la lagi. sebab tengah busuk2 selekeh2 belajar lagi kan.. sat gi aku dh keja, siap ang! mwahhahahahahahahahaha.... (gelak evil gaya barney dlm How I Met Your Mother)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tetiba dpt idea invite Yakult untk dental carnival. bebudak KOD, ape amcam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-7448208970198872465?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7448208970198872465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=7448208970198872465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/7448208970198872465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/7448208970198872465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/08/ohh-madam-ho.html' title='ohh Madam Ho...'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xaLosL2cZPo/Tjdm8ak-rzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/L-Jf-tge7gE/s72-c/P8021448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-8986062527294645797</id><published>2011-07-31T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:51:22.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kacang soya, kacang dhal dan kejujuran..</title><content type='html'>kalau malam semalam aku marah2, ini pagi suda tarak marah lagi. xmau la marah2 ni kan.. nnti bertambah kerut2 di muka tak pasal2 tua sebelum usia. malas aku nak fikir hal semalam, buat semak kepale otak je. harini ahad kan? kita rilek2 atas katil, golek2 sana sini sampai gedebuk jatuh katil mcm nangka busuk (okey itu aku).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku rasa xperlu aku cerita lebih. semua dah sedia maklum esok umat Islam seluruh donia akan menyambut bulan Ramadhan. shahru ramadhan shahru barakah. ramadhan madrasah tarbiyah. achehhhh... speaking arab konon... poodahhh chett!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(kat fly tgh pasang lgu baru. best tp xtau nama ape. ade encik bruno mars)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, kalau nak cerita pasal bulan puasa ni, mmg xcukup hari nak cerita. dari kecik smpai besar mmg mcm2 cerita keluar pasal puasa nih. kalau yg duk ostel tu memasing beria la ank balik rumah konon nak celebrate puasa dgn parents. malang sekali tahun ni jatuh pada hari isnin, xdpt la korg balik rumah. xpe la.. pahala dan ganjaran ramadhan tu sama je kt ostel ke, kt rumah ke.. yg penting tu hengkau!! kih kih kih....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau bulan puasa, aku tetiba suka air soya. tak tau la kenape. maka akan selalu la beli air soya kat bazar ramadhan. ye lah, aku dah boleh kata 8 tahun aku spent ramadhan jauh dr family. jd mmg beli food kat bazar ramadhan je la. thun ni la baru aku dpt puasa sebulan penuh kat rumah. semua gara2 kerajaan suruh budak ipta masuk sem baru september ni. jadinye masuk uia smula pas raya. boleh la puasa sakan sket. tp yg xbrape best tu pengisian puasa tu, xde geng. aku sorg. org lain semua skolah, mama keje. adeihhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cita mana tadi? air soya kan? hah kalau air soya kat kedai tu, mesti cair. tawar. mcm hape je. mmg xmasyuk. kengkadang tu berhampas lagi ade ha. serdak2 soya tu boleh jadi keladak kat dasar gelas. tipu gila. agak2 ahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok maka demi nak sngt air soya yg masyukk time bukak puasa, aku nekad nak buat homemade soy bean drink. ape susah, beli kacang soya kt kedai, rendam, blend, tapis, rebus. siap! mak aku pun kelmarin beliau telah membeli kacang soya kat satu super market dkt dgn rumah aku. dia beli yg jenis kau kaup, masuk dlm plastik, pas tu bayar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xsempat aku tgk brape gram td tp yg pasti ade la dlm rm2.60 harga dia. maka aku pun nak la pilih2 kacang soya tu.. kot kalau ade yg buruk2, batu ke.. buang la kan. manual tau. xde mesin2 ni mcm kilang yeo's tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;letak la semua kacang soya tu dlm nyiru. angpa tau dak nyiru tu menatang apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QdsZtDmzRY/TjTicS6TqsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_yVhQaxJRZo/s1600/P7311452.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QdsZtDmzRY/TjTicS6TqsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_yVhQaxJRZo/s320/P7311452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635378009487944386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ni la nyiru. kang ade satgi jd mcm adik aku xkenai nyiru.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hat ni la yg dlm peribahasa &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"kecil tapak tangan, nyiru kami tadahkan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. kat rumah aku ade mcm2 jenis. bulat, segi tiga, pentagon, heksagon, bentuk love.. ok itu menipu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;letak la soya tu atas nyiru nak pilih mn yg elok, mn yg tak. bukan nak tampi. xde nye keje nak tampi kacang soya. kau jgn buat keje gila eton, xde org tampi soya. tak pernah hayat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pas aku letak tu aku spot something.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tfRq5D_dodw/TjTicHqXUEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Bh-nzFf3Lwk/s1600/P7311448.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tfRq5D_dodw/TjTicHqXUEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Bh-nzFf3Lwk/s320/P7311448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635378006468284482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku punya eksaited nk cerita kt blog smpai xsempat nak bulatkan tang tengah2 kacang soya tu.&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;klu korg perhati betul2, kat tgh2 gmbr tu ade kacang separa bulat kaler kuning sket. jgn tertipu yg tuan2.. itu bukan kacang soya. tu kacang dhal. kang ade yg blend buat air, xpasal2 kena penampar jepun ngan mak mertua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keji betol sape buat kerja terkutuk ni. ade ke dia pegi campur kacang soya dgn kacang dhal? tau la dua2 tu lebih kurang sama, tapi agak2 la bai. xyah la smpai nk kaut keuntungan, kau campur dhal dgn soya. mentang2 dhal tu rata2 mamak2 je yg beli sebab nak buat kuah roti canai, yg kacang soya ni ramai org beli, kau pergi campur kan dhal dgn soya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cube jujur sket dlm berniaga tu. patut la kampeni kau sikit punya feymes. penipu rupenye. kuang ajo punya peniaga. kan nabi xajar kita menipu dlm berniaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"alah.. tokey tu bukan muslim pun kak.. dia mana tau pahala dosa ni.." kata cik gayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku percaya dan yakin, xde satu pun agama atas muka bumi ni, yg bagi penganut dia menipu dlm perniagaan ye dak? mesti semua agama mengajar penganut2 mereka supaya jujur dan ikhlas. derr, tu benda simple. takkan tu pun gua nak ajar??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu kes kacang dhal dgn soya. kalau kat pasar ikan tu, kalau beli dgn silap org bahaya betul. trick dia ape kau tau, longgokkan ikan dia tu, depan2 atas2 hat cantik, hat bawah, blakang2 yg dkt dgn dia tu hat dh xelok, dh pecah perut. tu dia lumrah dunia skrg. tp ye la.. aku tak kata semua org mcm tu. ade gak yg baik. yg jujur.. ni yg xjujur ni yg bikin gua panas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau pun kita nak mencari rezeki yg bnyk, takkan kita nak menipu dan tidak jujur? tak pulak xberkat rezeki yg kau bawak balik bg anak bini kau makan? cuba kau jawab sket. cuba contohi sket Nabi masa dia berniaga mcm mn. aku rs2 la kan, klu org berniaga tu ikhlas, jujur, lg org suka pi beli kt kedai dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uihh pnjg betoi tazkirah pra ramadhan kita kali ni. amboihhh... xmenahan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sambung cerita kacang soya tadi. aku pun dgn penuh rasa kesabaran asingkan kacang dhal dri kacang soya tu. mujur la xde la smpai separuh kacang dhal, klu x mmg aku pulang balik soya tu kat kedai tu. jiwa kacau sungguh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qW4QLINC3O0/TjTiby9pqhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/fVHHFwX50JQ/s1600/P7311450.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qW4QLINC3O0/TjTiby9pqhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/fVHHFwX50JQ/s320/P7311450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635378000912034322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dhal-free soy bean&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;korg nak tau brape bnyk kacang dhal yg ade dlm rm2.60 kacang soya yg mak aku beli? hah ni dia. tgk kt bwh ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VELnuDO31LE/TjTibwdKN5I/AAAAAAAAAyM/F8pcQHhttpc/s1600/P7311449.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VELnuDO31LE/TjTibwdKN5I/AAAAAAAAAyM/F8pcQHhttpc/s320/P7311449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635378000238884754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;huk alohh.. sikit je tu..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sikit tu mmg la pada kau. tp aku pandang serius  kot benda ni. buat naya kt pengguna je wehh klu peniaga buat mcm ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu soya dgn dhal, ikan buruk dgn ikan fresh. kalau gula? agak2 diaorg yg nk mengejar keuntungan ni nak letak ape?? msti untung habis klu tipu. org mesia ni kan kaki gula. beli gula sebulan kalau tak sepuluh kilo tak sah. ok mungkin agak keterlaluan disitu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nasihat aku pada peniaga2 diluar sana, pesan aku sudah2 la keje kencing kastemer ni. ko kencing org ko suka ann? cuba kalau org kencing kat kau? beli garam tp dh bercampur pasir. ape lu rasa? panas? bengkek? tau pun. kalau kita tak suka, jgn buat kat org lain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh skrg soya tgh berendam.. tunggu kulit tertanggal dari kacang dia, baru boleh blend. hihihihihi....... jgn jeles ye aku minum homemade soya bulan puasa ni. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ngantuk oiii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-8986062527294645797?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8986062527294645797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=8986062527294645797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/8986062527294645797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/8986062527294645797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/kacang-soya-kacang-dhal-dan-kejujuran.html' title='kacang soya, kacang dhal dan kejujuran..'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QdsZtDmzRY/TjTicS6TqsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_yVhQaxJRZo/s72-c/P7311452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6289038497167688313</id><published>2011-07-31T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T02:25:11.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WRATH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERHATIAN: ISI KANDUNGAN POST KALI INI MENGANDUNGI UNSUR-UNSUR GANAS YANG TIDAK SESUAI UNTUK GOLONGAN YANG TAK BOLEH MEMAHAMI APE ITU GUNUNG BERAPI PENDAM 400 JUTA TAHUN TIBA-TIBA MELETUS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini malam, ini hari, hati aku banyak panas. sape2 nak kecoh kate aku xade adab korg boleh blah. aku tau aku dah lama bersabar dgn sorg minah gila biadap xde otak yg aku rasa malu nak mengaku kwn skolah aku dulu. tu dah bahasa paling manis aku nak describe pasal dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oii pompuan, lu ape masalah sama gua lu kasi cerita sket. lu dari dulu kan lu kutuk gua. lu apesal? dah lama idup? dah nak mampus sngt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pompuan lahanat. aku dari 4 tahun lepas aku sabar dgn kau. mula dgn gmbr grad aku ambik dgn kwn2 aku. tgh2 sedap aku komen2 dgn kwn2 aku tiba2 kau sibuk nak tumpang lalu kat komen org kan. dah tu kau hentam aku sorg. mentang2 aku kecik, pendek, kau kutuk aku depan semua org. kata aku pendek. ape masalah kau?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni pompuan, aku nak bgtau kat kau, yg kau sibuk pasal aku pendek ke, aku tinggi ke.. aku ade susah kan idup kau? aku ade mintak duit kau kalau aku pendek? aku ade nyusahkan kau nak blaja kalau aku pendek? aku rs kau yg tinggi lampai tu la yg nyusahkan idup org lain sebab nak blaja kepala besar kau tu menghalang org. derr, pendek ke, tinggi ke, saiz kubur nnti sama je. xyah la nak bongkak sngt dgn ketinggian kau tu. dasar manusia xbersyukur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sampai tahap aku tak tahan aku malas nak layan org gila serupa kau. nanti aku pun naik gila layan org gila. mujur cikgu add maths yg paling garang atas muka bumi dtg. dah tu aku rs aku nak cium kaki cikgu tu. dah tu ajar aku smpai aku boleh masuk u, dia backup aku lagi. aku ingt ape cikgu tu ckp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"biar kita kecik ke, pendek ke. asal hati kita baik. yg penting hati"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asal kau dah tak komen pas tu? dah malu? dah habis idea nak hentam aku? asal pompuan? asal kau diam?? cite sket kat aku.. komen la. asal xnk komen? asal xnak balas balik? dah kena batang idung sendiri? sebab tu senyap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu cerita lama. ni cerita segar dari ladang. bebudak pompuan pahang skolah aku buat reunion kat temerloh haram tak ajak aku. padahal semua bebudak tu yg aku kenal, yg baik dgn aku. classmate, roomate. haram sekor pun tak ajak. kau pun ade sekali kan pompuan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak tau nak panggil korg ni kwn aku ke tidak. dari dulu lg asal nak berjumpe je, jumpe kat temerloh. jumpe pudak sesama budak temerloh. ape dlm pahang ni ade temerloh je ke? kuantan, pekan, raub xde? aku tau la aku cuma budak dentistry cabuk yg blaja kt local uni.. xmcm org lain.. xmcm korg yg blaja kt uk... kat um... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi satu hal aku nak kasi tau kat korg semua. satu hari nanti, bila aku dah jadi ketua pengarah kesihatan malaysia menggantikan tan sri ismail merican, korg akan tau sape aku. saat tu korg akan dtg beratur kat aku, yg dulu korg layan aku mcm kain buruk, melutut mintak tolong, mintak projek/tender/kontrak kat aku. and when that time comes, u can tell jesus that the bitch is back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan saat korg ade dlm ofis aku merayu2 mcm anjing kurap kelaparan mintak mknn, aku akan tinggalkan korg terkulat2 kat meja perbincangan. sebelum aku tutup pintu ofis aku, aku toleh ke belakang dgn muka penuh attitude sambil berkata.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"aint karma a bitch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saat aku ckp kt amal pasal benda ni, amal terbayang cerita the devil wears prada. syok jugak. i'll be the devil that wears d red stilettos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok.. akibat terlalu bnyk tgk tv, dh jadi mcm drama cite indon plak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;salah sorg kwn aku post gmbr reunion. aku komen sebab budak tu mmg member ms skolah. aku katakan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;"jumpe xbgtau pun. cam ni ah kawan. tacing ahh tacing"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kwn aku tu ade jugak komen tapi komen kau yg paling mintak penampar skali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"farah azmi nak tacing kat mana? cam best je." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(aku bg warna taik anjing kat kau. padan muke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celake kau pompuan lahanat. kau mmg tak sabar nak mampus kan. perangai keji gila. org lain punya komen kau bukan main baik penuh budi pekerti lagi kan. asal aku je kau kondem habis2. ape masalah kau? cerita sket kat aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku cerita kat amal, sebab geram sngt masa tu. amal kata mungkin pompuan gila tu dengki ke jeles ke tak puas hati ke kat aku. serious cakap la wehh.. dia nak tak puas hati ape dgn aku? masa skolah dulu dia LDP (pengawas), ketua blok. aku? aku xde sape-sape wehh.. org tak pandang aku. org xkenal aku sape. aku cuma budak selekeh yg selalu kena denda dgn cikgu add math yg back up aku kt atas sebab bangang add maths. skrg dia duk blaja kt um, aku kat uia je.. xde la gah mane kulliyyah aku nak banding fakuliti dia. dia tinggi, aku pendek. dia putih, aku itam. dia nak jeles kat aku, buat buang masa je. baik jeles ke dengki ke kat org lain. xde faedah pun nak dengki kat aku. aku ni rupa xde, pandai pun tidak, duit xde, bf hensem pun xde. bf pun xde, lagi nak bf hensem. mmg x la. ape masalah dia smpai 4 thun nk tak puas hati lg ngan aku. cuba cerita sket kat aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sesape budak skolah aku yg baca post ni, nak report kat dia, pegi la. silakan. aku tak heran. tak terjejas pun hidup aku. kau report kat minah senget tu pun aku kencing berak je tiap hari, punya nak menunjukkan yg hidup aku tak terjejas pun kalau dia tau aku tulis entry ni untk dia. xde tetiba satu hari aku xkencing bila dia dpt tau aku tulis pasal dia. melainkan kalau dgn kuasa Allah aku sakit ke ape tu blakang kira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah aku ngantuk. aku nak tido. pagi nanti kena teman mama pergi pasar tani. malam semua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;kalau org tak cari pasal dgn aku, aku ok je. tp klu org cari pasal dgn aku, mmg nahas. smpai mati aku ingt. jgn ingt aku tak berani. dah 3-4 makhluk aku kerjakan smpai aku puas. dr zaman skolah smpai skrg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6289038497167688313?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6289038497167688313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6289038497167688313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6289038497167688313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6289038497167688313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/wrath.html' title='WRATH!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6265620824604700201</id><published>2011-07-29T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:41:30.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anyonghaseyo.....</title><content type='html'>betoi ke aku eja tu??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amboihhh... kejadah pulak duk greeting2 bahasa korea nih? xde keje? retarded dah ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu lah dia bahana cuti lama, duk tgk cite korea je la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;say what??? farah izzati azmi tgk cite korea?? sejak bila?? fenomena nihh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hah kau jgn tak tau, ni semua gara2 budak kecik bernama sarah adibah azmi yg duk ajak aku tgk cite korea kat animax. aku pun layan la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni ha cite nye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1B5Zr-Ki4/TjJfndUn4yI/AAAAAAAAAyE/KBDkIMjKIRA/s1600/prosecutor-princess%2Bbesau%2Bsket.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1B5Zr-Ki4/TjJfndUn4yI/AAAAAAAAAyE/KBDkIMjKIRA/s320/prosecutor-princess%2Bbesau%2Bsket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634671215284577058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kau faham ke ape dia tulis??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tajuk cerita ni Princess Prosecutor. aku start tgk cita ni ms dh tgh2.. xstart dari awal. tak ingt start dr episod brape. x sure disitu. anyhow cite ni buat aku jatuh cinta first-time-tengok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cerita mengisahkan seorang pompuan namanya Ma Hye Ri jadi pendakwa raya. dia ni fashionista habis. serious cakap. tak caye? tengok dibawah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q8Ghpw0uTI/TjJfTNR5D_I/AAAAAAAAAx8/m1APAIiBCa8/s1600/prosecutor-princess-14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q8Ghpw0uTI/TjJfTNR5D_I/AAAAAAAAAx8/m1APAIiBCa8/s320/prosecutor-princess-14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634670867380768754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;jalan masa grad from law school. kau berjalan nak grad ke kau berjalan atas runway hye ri?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhati betul2 kasut dia.... perhati...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9T1XEc8Ms4c/TjJfTOsAcxI/AAAAAAAAAx0/yAG6aIHtu2c/s1600/kasut%2Bhye%2Bri.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9T1XEc8Ms4c/TjJfTOsAcxI/AAAAAAAAAx0/yAG6aIHtu2c/s320/kasut%2Bhye%2Bri.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634670867758740242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tu dia kasut cik pendakwa raya kita! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mane jual? nak beli satu buat pakai raya boleh. kikikikiki......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cik pendakwa raya ni mula2 xde la nak sngt jd pendakwa raya sebab dia rs keje dia tu xde la power mana. tapi lama2 dia sedar yg kalau jadi pendakwa raya ni dia boleh menegakkan keadilan dan membantu mereka yg lemah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dia berkawan dgn sorg encik loyar (peguam daa) bernama encik Seo In Woo yg dia jumpa kat satu resort ski. alik2 diaorg ni jiran rupenye... In Woo ni selalu la menjadi penyelamat kepada Hye Ri disaat hye ri memerlukan pertolongan. rupa2nya ade udang di sebalik mee niat si In Woo tu nak berkawan dgn Hye Ri..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQl64zjvGxA/TjJfSxonsXI/AAAAAAAAAxs/QkPLzxmEVrU/s1600/prosecutor_princess-si-hoo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQl64zjvGxA/TjJfSxonsXI/AAAAAAAAAxs/QkPLzxmEVrU/s320/prosecutor_princess-si-hoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634670859959906674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hencek loyar 'hensem' Seo In Woo..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Woo ni nak gunakan Hye Ri untk membersihkan nama mendiang bapak dia sebab dituduh membunuh seorang watak ni yg aku pun xingt sape nama dia. investigate punya investigate, bapak si hye ri ni terlibat dlm pembunuhan tu rghope nye..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baru lah si Hye Ri ni tau yg in woo ni gunakan dia selama ni. hancur dan luluh la hati seorang wanita. dah nak feeling2, tangkap cintan, tetiba dpt tau yg in woo ni gunakan dia je sebenarnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFslAYpOGnQ/TjJfSq_EZVI/AAAAAAAAAxk/JOgFLm61jXw/s1600/prosecutor-princess-7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFslAYpOGnQ/TjJfSq_EZVI/AAAAAAAAAxk/JOgFLm61jXw/s320/prosecutor-princess-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634670858175014226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;awesome gila ofis&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sementelah mereka berdua clear things out, confess segala bagai diaorg pun bekerjasama nak buktikan kedua2 bapak diaorg tak bersalah. In Woo diangkat menjadi peguam bela bapak hye ri. tapi ade pulak perjanjian antara in woo dgn bapak hye ri ni. lepas kes ni selesai, In Woo xboleh jumpe Hye Ri dah. In Woo pun simpan sorg2 rahsia tu. bila kes dh setel, dia pun lari membawa diri ke US. Hye Ri yg tak tau pape menangis la air mata darah in woo dh xde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjMQx3K5S7A/TjJfSuE9-GI/AAAAAAAAAxc/2BxuX81TuiE/s1600/Korean-drama-princess-prosecutor.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjMQx3K5S7A/TjJfSuE9-GI/AAAAAAAAAxc/2BxuX81TuiE/s320/Korean-drama-princess-prosecutor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634670859005065314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yg best pasal cite ni cik Hye Ri tu. comel n klaka. baju, beg dan kasut dia semua gempak. sakit jiwa plak aku tgk. rs nak buat sindiket rompakan besar2an rompak wardrobe drama ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yg aku paling xboleh blah, mak aku suka kat In Woo ni. dia kata hensem. adeihhh... menggaru kepala lutut aku sekejap demi mendengarkan pengakuan berani mati mak aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sedihnye cerita tu dh habis rabu lepas. sobs.. sobss... tak puas hati ni sebab tak tgk dari awal. pe lg, terus tnya farahin a.k.a arkib cerita2 korea ade ke tidak cerita nih. bila dia kata dia ade, aku pun senyum smpai belakang kepala. weeeeeee.... balik cuti nih nak marathon!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pengganti cerita tu xsure lagi. xkuar lg. tp skrg tgh follow anime 07-ghost dgn sarah selaku kepala. aku rs ad bagusnye jugak cite princess prosecutor tu habis sebelum bulan puasa. xde la duk tgh semayang terawikh tu kepala otak duk teringat ma hye ri. pandai betul org animax ni susun/plan cerita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;along balik, rumah ni mcm nak raya. mcm2 benda mama nak masak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6265620824604700201?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6265620824604700201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6265620824604700201&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6265620824604700201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6265620824604700201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/anyonghaseyo.html' title='anyonghaseyo.....'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1B5Zr-Ki4/TjJfndUn4yI/AAAAAAAAAyE/KBDkIMjKIRA/s72-c/prosecutor-princess%2Bbesau%2Bsket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-4251088126548957364</id><published>2011-07-26T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:16:32.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rehat otak #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBAXwjr-cMo/Ti5kBArvVzI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0Kc5STyJLrE/s1600/IMG00375-20110726-1031.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBAXwjr-cMo/Ti5kBArvVzI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0Kc5STyJLrE/s320/IMG00375-20110726-1031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633550152413173554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;org nak mop lantai, dia pulak sibuk nak kejar mop.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gmbr diatas adalah Tako. budak nakal dlm rumah ni. asal aku sapu sampah ke, mop lantai ke.. ade je dia menanti masa nak kejar kepala mop dgn penyapu. pas tu kalau halakan mop tu ke arah dia, dia akan lompat. aku suka sakat budak tako ni sebab dia ni BULAT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh harini aku nak cerita satu cerita. yg aku dgr dari pencerita nya sendiri yg berusia 30-an mungkin. beliau merupakan seorang mat saleh (minah saleh la sbb pompuan) yg dah convert Islam. masa aku jumpa dia, dia bawak sorg anak laki dia ni, Irfan, 5 years old sekali. bulu mata budak hensem tu..... perghh!!!! panjang! lentik! geram aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok maka &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;puan C&lt;/span&gt; (dia tak ubah nama dia even dia lepas convert) pun cerita satu persatu pengalaman hidup dia. come to this one story about how she join a meeting of a group of breast cancer survivors. she said, there are women who lost a part of her breast, and some have lost both, but then they live on. they live their life to the fullest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so she went home and think. what if she herself had breast cancer and she had to remove one of her breast? can she be able to laugh and crack a joke to others? that night, she asked her husband....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she said. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"abang, what if one day, i had breast cancer and i have to cut off one of my breast?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then her husband said. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"So what? they just hang on there and do nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she was like...... WHAT??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahhahahahahhahahaha........ what a husband ehh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i can see you smile. kan manis gitu =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cerita benar. auntie tu mmg betul2 kalakar n sporting habis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-4251088126548957364?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4251088126548957364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=4251088126548957364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/4251088126548957364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/4251088126548957364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/rehat-otak-2.html' title='rehat otak #2'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBAXwjr-cMo/Ti5kBArvVzI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0Kc5STyJLrE/s72-c/IMG00375-20110726-1031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-8015438273994477811</id><published>2011-07-21T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:54:26.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public speaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWTDKtG87TU/TihCNI3oYxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nv5eL79WhbI/s1600/public_speaking_385x261.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWTDKtG87TU/TihCNI3oYxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nv5eL79WhbI/s320/public_speaking_385x261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631824127513355026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pernah tak korang semua kena pergi depan khalayak ramai, dan korg kena bagi ucapan? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;penonton tu tak kira la, korg kenal ke.. xkenal ke... sikit org ke... penuh satu dewan ke... pokoknya, bercakap mengenai satu isu atau sesuatu depan org ramai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ape yg korang rasa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau korg tiba2 dipanggil untk dtg ke depan dan bg ucapan, mcm mn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mau nye nak terkencing dlm seluar. haram tak ready material ape2 tetiba suruh bercakap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haaaa.... disini lah letaknya seni public speaking atau kalau kengkadang org panggil pidato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semua org boleh bercakap depan org ramai. believe it or not, every body can. YES, YOU CAN!! (cehh mcm iklan ape plak) cuma nya kena tau cara yg betul, dan polish selalu. mcm menulis la. semua org asalnya tak reti kan. tapi belajar dan selalu practice, lama2 boleh menulis. ye dak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau cakap dlmbahasa melayu mungkin majoriti boleh, tapi bila suruh ckp english, semua sorok muka. ade pulak yg cakap, poyo gile nak speaking2 bagai ni. mcm2 la kuar. tapi xke sama je penting nya? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay sebenarnya ape yg aku merapu kat atas tu ade kaitan dgn ape yg aku nk story hari ni. aku baru je balik dari Humor Speech and Evaluation Speech Contest anjuran Toastmasters Club Kuantan. satu pengalaman yang bermakna untk aku sebab baru ni la dengar nama club tu. untuk yg tak tau, Toastmasters International Club ni satu non-profit educational organization that teaches public speaking and leadership skills. dia terkenal di seluruh dunia dan baru bertapak di Kuantan sekitar tahun 2001 yg lalu. kira dh sepuluh tahun la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ape yg menarik nye??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yg menariknya adalah mereka mengilap kebolehan ahli untuk berkomunikasi dalam bahasa inggeris dan juga membentuk ciri2 kepimpinan yg ade dlm diri kita. speaking in public, or as a matter of fact, speaking to other people (in other word, communication) is like swimming. u have to practice a lot to master it. u cant just go to classes and expect u can swim across the pacific ocean (okey contoh yg sngt hyperbola). a hell lot of practice is needed then baru u boleh jadi swimmer yg bagus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the same thing goes to communication. kalau kita duk senyap je... xde ckp pape.. bertemu org pun x.. mcm mn kita nak polish skill kita. ye dak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadi ini la yg dibuat oleh Toastmaster Club ni. ms aku pegi tadi, yg dtg tu bukan calang2 org yg gi duk bercakap kat depan. ade sorg wanita ni (tak taunak gelar dia ape, mak cik mcm muda sngt, akak, mcm xseswai) bersut kelabu, professional look, carrying a Gucci handbag (tu kena highlight okey) keje Petronas, berserita mcm mn dia tackle husband dia dulu. so u imagine, u pegi sana, u join d club, not only u polish your communication skills, but u can also built up connections. serampang dua mata la kalau dlm bm nye. n d people u meet are superb. kalau dh kuar nanti, abis blaja, senang je klu nk mintak tolong pape. ye dak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yg pergi tadi, aku sorg je yg masih belajar dan aku la yg paling muda. buat aku rasa sedikit inferior sebab aku xde sehebat diaorg yg ckp mmg outstanding habis, pemakaian mmg sleek habis. xpe2.. one day i'll be just like them, or even better. insya-Allah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vviMOMYa8_Y/TihCMzWQCaI/AAAAAAAAAw8/uprtdh_mk04/s1600/toastmasters-white1.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vviMOMYa8_Y/TihCMzWQCaI/AAAAAAAAAw8/uprtdh_mk04/s320/toastmasters-white1.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631824121736202658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kalau korg nak tau lebih lanjut pasal club ni, korg boleh la Google je kat internet tuh. kalau nak join cari la club ni kat area korg. tak rugi pun usha2 diaorg berspeaking kat depan. dapat ilmu lagi ade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh aku rasa sampai sini je la yg aku nak share dgn korg. mata ni dah mengada2 nak terkatup. pendek kata, majulah sukan untuk negara (ambik mood Malaysia lawan Chelsea tadi.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;dah cuci gambar pak cik ahmad dan keluarga =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-8015438273994477811?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8015438273994477811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=8015438273994477811&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/8015438273994477811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/8015438273994477811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/public-speaking.html' title='Public speaking'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWTDKtG87TU/TihCNI3oYxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nv5eL79WhbI/s72-c/public_speaking_385x261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-543893771073863613</id><published>2011-07-18T23:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:11:32.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TABAH yang mengajar aku untuk tabah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEO87oXR7oo/TiY8-v6dQUI/AAAAAAAAAwk/0aKbatSCcf0/s1600/P7141421.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEO87oXR7oo/TiY8-v6dQUI/AAAAAAAAAwk/0aKbatSCcf0/s320/P7141421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255432784593218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hapa da...... blogger ni upload gambau tak ikut turutan dia....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;harap maaf atas kelewatan meng update blog ini. bukan ape, ahad lepas baru balik dari selancar. sampai nye dah malam. isnin pulang ke rumah. upload gmbr kat fb. dah draft sket blog tp upload gmbr lmbt sngt so aku nk tido saje. semalam pulak aku lansung xonline. terasa malas. hihihihi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muka muka hepi masa dah nak memulakan perjalanan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ini hari, lepas semua kerja2 rumah dh setel, aku pun ambik peluang nk story2 pasal bakti siswa perogeram tautan mahabbah a.k.a TABAH yang berlansung di Felda Selancar 1 minggu lepas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;berkumpul di cf sister kul 8 pagi. angkut semua barang masuk dlm perut bas. tetiba mata aku terpandang satu benda yg menyayat hati. HAMPER YG DH DIBALUT PECAH DAN PATAH =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhuhuhuhuuu... sayu nye hati..... penat kami semua balut hamper tu tetiba boleh plak patah. msti xbetul balut atau bawak ganas sngt. kak khai kata repait hamper nanti je, kat felda baru repair semula. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka perjalanan diteruskan. pihak catering bagi kami makan kek pisang dgn air masak je untk pagi tu. sayu betul aku. dah tu xsempat nk breakfast, bagi kek pisang je.. xpe la, bersyukur sket, tu pun mujur dpt makan, org lain tu ade je yg xdpt mkn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38HHl5g_SJg/TiY89wp-nLI/AAAAAAAAAwc/xek6hQX5HyI/s1600/P7141449.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38HHl5g_SJg/TiY89wp-nLI/AAAAAAAAAwc/xek6hQX5HyI/s320/P7141449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255415804042418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sampai di felda kira2 jam 11 pagi. dari jauh lg aku dah nampak ade kanopi berhias kain kuning kat depan balai raya. big bos dah mula mengendurkan muka beliau yg tadi tegang sbb takut sampai lambat bila pak cik driver stop mkn kat gambang. muka bebudak semua hepi je dah sampai. punggah keluar barang dan letak dlm balai raya. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sniff sniff.... hemmm ade bau makanan.... mak cik2 duk tgh masak lunch untk kami. weeee.... perut buncit tunggu ye. tgh hari nnti aku sumbat nasik untk kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kak farhana dgn pak cik ahmad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;opening ceremony simple saje. dihadiri oleh org2 felda je. xde la gempak bagai xde.. dalal opening ceremony tu la proses penyerahan anak angkat dijalankan.. aku dpt pak cik ahmad bin khalid. pak cik ni sngt baik. family dia best gila. hidup mereka sederhana tp xde yg kurang n xde yg lebih. walaupun org susah, duk rumah papan n ade renovate sket thun lepas, tp they are very warm n friendly. layanan tip top! aku xsempat rasa lapar duk kat selancar. ade je mknn yg diaorg sediakan. nak pulak wife dia, mak cik senah tu keje kantin skolah, pe lagi, bahagia perut aku, bertambah lemak aku. mmg obvious perubahan sebelum dan selepas balik dari selancar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;pak cik ahmad ni ade 4 org anak. 2 pompuan n sorg laki. yg paling tua tu umur dia sama ngan aku, xkeje, xskolah. duk rumah je. dah tunang. adik dia kerol je dipanggil. umur 21. dan yg last skali umur dia 16 thun, masitah namanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;petang tu xde pape aktiviti. cuma pengisian bersama keluarga angkat je. aku ngan kak farhana duk melepak depan tv sambil berborak. cite punya cite rupanya pak cik ahmad tu eknal arwah bapak aku masa sama keje DARA dulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grUbF1bYFig/TiY89rHAEpI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4plxR23YdUg/s1600/P7141440.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grUbF1bYFig/TiY89rHAEpI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4plxR23YdUg/s320/P7141440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255414315160210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dia kata mmg kenal la dgn azmi sani tu. tinggi-tinggi, gelap.. ye la tu. dlm hati aku, aku duk bermonolong sorg2 (klu kaler kulit ikut mama, tinggi ikut abah kan best, ni itam ikut abah, pendek ikut mama =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh sambung cerita. pas tgk tv tu ade meeting sebentar di wisma pasal event hari2 seterusnya. lepas tu pergi balai raya jap usha2 mak cik2 tgh masak ape lg aku tak tau. tgk2 je atas meja ade jemput2. ape lg, ngap la. hihihiihi.. tp xmkn bnyk sbb balik rumah nnti msti ade mknn punya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;team special task bersama goodybag nya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;malam tu ade majlis bacaan yassin dan ceramah agama oleh penceramah yg dijemput oleh org felda sendiri. aku ke ceramah lambat sket sbb kat rumah makan lambat malam tu. lepas isyak baru gerak. hihihihihi......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esoknya aku kena in charge penbahagian hadiah untk program pengurusan jenazah. kalau dha mmg jodoh tu xkn kemana kan. penceramah tu rupanya jiran aku ms aku kt muadzam dulu, kawan arwah abah, waris belah mak. org lanchang juga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha ape lagi, sesi catching up pun bermula lepas program tu tp xboleh lama sebab masjid nk digunakan untk solat jumaat. pak cik ramli pun nak gi solat jumaat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvsImNesc9Q/TiY89L7PmTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/7dkRAOeYYX8/s1600/P7151458.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvsImNesc9Q/TiY89L7PmTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/7dkRAOeYYX8/s320/P7151458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255405944346930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nak balik ke rumah tu aku sms pak cik ahmad, bgtau dia aku dah abis buat keje. tunggu la depan masjid. tgk2 pak cik dtg dgn moto!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pe lagi, nak xnk bertenggek la aku ats moto tu. mcm gadis kampung yg ayu (cehhh) pkai baju kurung, duk bertenggek blakang moto ayah bawak. adeihhh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sesi kursus pengurusan jenazah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ptg nya aku ade program kami prihatin kami sayang. pergi rumah ibu tunggal dan org sakit. hantar duit, tepung, gula dan brg keperluan lain.. rs sedih je ms pergi tgk rumah org sakit tu. ade mak cik tu sakit tua. terlantar je.. nak cakap pun dah xboleh. &lt;/div&gt;dia cuma baring je atas tilam kat depan tv. ade pampers org dewasa kat sebelah mak cik tu. mkn pun nasi yg dh di-blend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; lepas &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3bz0cde5Xkg/TiY88vCvDAI/AAAAAAAAAwE/TQLmJ3KwwIs/s1600/P7151490.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3bz0cde5Xkg/TiY88vCvDAI/AAAAAAAAAwE/TQLmJ3KwwIs/s320/P7151490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255398191139842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;je balik dari program tu kena bersiap pulak sebab malam tu ade kuliah cinta. goodybag untuk ustaz ridhauddin dh ready, tinggal nk bg ke. lepas kuliah ade quiz, maka kena bagi hadiah untk pemenang quiz pula. sementara tunggu kuliah habis, aku, shikin ngan nisa pun camwhorring le. ape lagi. huuhuhuuhuhu... nak pulak mlm tu semua pakai tudung kaler pink, maka mintk tolong arif maba tolong ambikkan gambar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;one of my most fav shot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFNly_PqArA/TiY3rGFc_NI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YfsUzZ4s2TI/s1600/P7151481.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFNly_PqArA/TiY3rGFc_NI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YfsUzZ4s2TI/s320/P7151481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631249597580770514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kuliah cinta tu berakhir lebih awal dari semalamnya. dalam pukul 11 lebih tu dah balik rumah. tapi balik je semua org dh tido. mujur la pak cik ahmad tu anggota peronda rela. kalau dia balik lambat pun xpe la jugak sebab dia mmg meronda malam2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rasa bersalah jugak sebab tak banayk masa dihabiskan bersama keluarga angkat. sebabnya kena uruskan hal hadiah. dah kata ahli special task... semua event mmg kena ad la untk bagi hadiah dan cenderahati untk mereka yg terlibat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kami prihatin kami sayang: mak cik ni dah kena strok 2 kali.. gila.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sebelum balik tu pun mak cik ade cakap, bnyk sngt aktiviti.. tak sempat nak keluar pergi mana2.. kesian mak cik.. hihihihihiihi... nak berborak pun xboleh.. nak tolong buat tu buat ni pun xboleh sebab kena kejar program... xpe la mak cik, nanti bila2 free sy dtg selancar keyh. raya nnti ke.. huhuhuhuuhuh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh keesokkan harinya pepagi ade 2 acara yg berlaku serentak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmSUWQ782RA/TiY3q_ptLyI/AAAAAAAAAv0/mGws9psYgjg/s1600/P7161495.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmSUWQ782RA/TiY3q_ptLyI/AAAAAAAAAv0/mGws9psYgjg/s320/P7161495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631249595853778722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first ade senamrobik kat padang awam felda selancar 1. pas tu ade sukaneka pulak. untuk acara sukaneka, mcm2 aktiviti dan permainan ade. utnk org dewasa ade anyam ketupat, hias buah... yg menariknye, aktiviti ni org laki pun ade join jugak!! haaa... kau jgn tak tau joyah. leman seberang jalan tu pun reti mengayam ketupat tau!! tembikai habis diukirnya jadi bunga ros. kursus kat kemas ke pak cik. hihihihihi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bersama hamper yg pecah. dah repair sehari sebelum tapi yang lain pulak pecah. maka team "tugas-tugas khas" mula beraksi. huhuhuhuuh........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8n17miTpQCE/TiY3qlHUUFI/AAAAAAAAAvs/KZCtFA15hpg/s1600/P7161553.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8n17miTpQCE/TiY3qlHUUFI/AAAAAAAAAvs/KZCtFA15hpg/s320/P7161553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631249588730220626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pada masa yang sama ada pameran kesihatan dan pemeriksaan kesihatan free untk penduduk kampung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yang tang pameran ni yg aku tak berapa nak puas hati. bukan nye ape, rata2 yg buat pameran tu budak diet ngan nursing. course sciences je yg ramai gi program tu. budak course lain kurang. kalau dentistry toksah kata la. aku sorang je. mana aku nak baut pameran pergigian ngan check gigi org kampung. padahal kesedaran pasal penjagaan mulut dlm komuniti org kampung tu sngt2 la merisaukan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka pameran tu rata2 berunsurkan beberapa poster dari kementerian kesihatan dan bebudak diet punya poster dan pameran lain. aku dan budak course lain yg tak cukup org ni jadi kiciwa.. tak dapat nak memberi kesedaran kpd org kampung tentang ape yg patut mereka tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cik jenab dengan cik mat pasar ikan berlomba2 mengayam ketupat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn8cvxEtp0Q/TiY0ll4MKOI/AAAAAAAAAvk/kkmht9y7yfw/s1600/P7161558.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn8cvxEtp0Q/TiY0ll4MKOI/AAAAAAAAAvk/kkmht9y7yfw/s320/P7161558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631246204500977890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku harapkan agar lepas ni kalu mrc ke sape2 nk buat event tu, tgk2 la balik pecahan dan taburan pealjar serta course mereka. supaya semua dapat memberi manfaat untuk komuniti yg kita pilih. nanti kita dpt bg diaorg pendedahan secara holistik. kerohanian ade.... duaniawi ade... kan best gitu.. xde la berat sebelah. win-win org kata. nnti budak diet boleh blaja pasal ubat, budak nursing boleh blaja pasal gigi.. dan sebagainya. ilmu pun berkembang. tak gitu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni cadangan saje la.. aku ni hanya kuli hamba sahaya je.. mane ade org nk dgr cadangan aku (ooopssss!!!! ter-emo plaks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malam sabtu tu ade forum perdana. aku xdpt nak ambik gmbr sebab nisa diserang sesuatu dan balai raya tiba2 bertukar menjadi emergency room seketika. time tu paling syok. patient ade (nisa), nurse ade (kak ayuni), dukter gigi ade (aku, errrr ade kaitan ke??), dan pharmacist pun ade (elina) hahaha... syok tu semua ade. aku rs uia kalau buat polyclinic pun boleh. semua klinik ade. klinik gigi, klinik badan, klinik mata, telinga, perundingan pemakanan, farmasi.. semua ade. complete wholesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sila abaikan gambar dibawah sebab sepatutnye gambar ni ade sebelum gambar ramai2 kat pantai. kita skip jap ehh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WjZHuKOPT0A/TiYzR4vHPqI/AAAAAAAAAvE/rRgrOdieC9s/s1600/P7171662.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WjZHuKOPT0A/TiYzR4vHPqI/AAAAAAAAAvE/rRgrOdieC9s/s320/P7171662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631244766454169250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hari ahad pun datang jua. rasa tak puas lagi duduk kat selancar. rasa tak puas mkn masakan mak cik. rasa tak puas berborak dgn pak cik ahmad. wuuuuu~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PY5fb9xrxEI/TiYzTMbEqvI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vcNwKJzolZg/s1600/P7171629.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PY5fb9xrxEI/TiYzTMbEqvI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vcNwKJzolZg/s320/P7171629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631244788918692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kami sekeluarga..&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ank2 dia ade je ambik gmbr tp aku xboleh nk post. sebabnye gmbr diaorg xpkai tudung. xelok la kan duk post gmbr org xpkai tudung. nnti dah tu kita berdosa, tnggung dosa dia lg. dia berdosa lagi. ish3.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ld_0LBB6mBo/TiYzSzpwFyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Xh5lHlc0fSM/s1600/P7171640.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ld_0LBB6mBo/TiYzSzpwFyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Xh5lHlc0fSM/s320/P7171640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631244782269372194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;uh uh uh.... sayu dan pilu...&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmBQSx6jbEg/TiYzSaZxrII/AAAAAAAAAvM/EMPAg21fcpQ/s1600/P7171644.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmBQSx6jbEg/TiYzSaZxrII/AAAAAAAAAvM/EMPAg21fcpQ/s320/P7171644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631244775491480706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;babai mak cik... babai pak cik... lain kali kita jumpe lagi ehh..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau ke kuantan tu bgtau la ye.. boleh kita berjalan2 sekalli. boleh duk rumah.. lepak kt rumah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas bertolak pulang, perjalanan tidak diteruskan ke kuantan. kami ke rompin sebentar. ke pantai hiburan rompin. saje je nak melepaskan penat kononnye... big bos asalnye ank ke air terjun gunung ledang tapi pak cik bas tak mau. dia nak gi tmpt yg xperlu dia pusing2 dah. maka mereka bersetuju ke pantai hiburan rompin saje...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pantai nye kalau nak dibandingkan dgn pantai yg ade kat sekitar kuantan, aku rasa better kat kuantan. tapi dari segi ke-best-an tempat makan aku pilih pantai hiburan rompin. dia xde mcD, KFC ke ape xde. sekadar geari je. tp gerai tu dihias cantik.. ade goreng2 yg best, abc... mcm kt tepi pantai betol la. cuma satu je yg xcukup. toilet. xde toilet. klu nk gi toilet kena gi kat toilet restoran cina. tu je la kekurangan nya kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;big bos asalnya nak buat post mo term tapi tak jadi. sebab dah lewat sngt n ade student yg tiket basnya kul 9 mlm. kena la kejar masa.. anyhow sebelum bertolak balik, kami semua sempat lg bergambar buat kenag2-an...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pzkaXvKdA0A/TiYzRc_LP6I/AAAAAAAAAu8/lleZOWpZKls/s1600/P7171672.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pzkaXvKdA0A/TiYzRc_LP6I/AAAAAAAAAu8/lleZOWpZKls/s320/P7171672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631244759005347746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TABAH yg best!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dah 3 hari berlalu.. aku harap semua peserta masih berhubung dgn family angkat masing2.. semoga mahabbah yg terbina ni berkekalan smpai syurga, bak kata big bos. juga aku harap semua komiti pun xde la menyombong muka pas ni kalau jumpa. xbest la kalau mcm tu kan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pape pun program ni besar maknanya untk aku. betul2 menguji ke TABAH an diri. seronok pun ade. dpt kawan baru.. best. suka. lepas ni nak join lagi la mana2 aktiviti.. kita kembangkan kebolehan diri kita, kita belajar bergaul dan berkomunikasi, cari pengalaman baru, dan perbaiki diri kita. baru la idup ni ade makna sket. xde la duk buat keje sndiri, xde bergaul dgn org lain, xde nak pergi sana sini, belajar idup susah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okeyh.. harus ke dapur untuk sediakan lunch. nanti sarah mau pulang. lain masa aku update lagi. take care all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;assignment dr susi mcm mn???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-543893771073863613?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/543893771073863613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=543893771073863613&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/543893771073863613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/543893771073863613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/tabah-yang-mengajar-aku-untuk-tabah.html' title='TABAH yang mengajar aku untuk tabah'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEO87oXR7oo/TiY8-v6dQUI/AAAAAAAAAwk/0aKbatSCcf0/s72-c/P7141421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-8483703908913922978</id><published>2011-07-14T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T01:51:12.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jom kemas barang!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DsP6jjkguCU/Th3YnJVKXdI/AAAAAAAAAu0/OYXMnWtoT9k/s1600/packing-bag.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DsP6jjkguCU/Th3YnJVKXdI/AAAAAAAAAu0/OYXMnWtoT9k/s320/packing-bag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628893276314164690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sumbat sumbat sumbat!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;semua komiti duk packing nak gerak ke selancar esok (skrg dh 1.41am so kira pagi nnti la gerak). kalau tadi dah packing goodybag, skrg balik bilik packing beg baju plak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baju kurung - 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blouse - 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t-shirt - 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suar - 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t-shirt lgn pendek - 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hemmmmm....... cukup la tu. nak pergi 4 hari je kot. bkn nak duduk seminggu kat situ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi aku rs sedih la plak nnti induction course ni habis. nnti dh susah nak jumpe bebudak tak betul ni semua. kalau aku nak cerita satu per satu mmg jenuh. mcm2 perangai. ade lagi boleh tau org tu mcm mn sbnrnye. n boleh jumpe mcm2 jenis org. tu dia pengalaman hidup. a never ending classroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku harapkan ukhwah yg terbina sepanjang program terjaga smpai bila2. xde la takat kenal time program je. xsyok la mcm tu kan. dan aku harap juga program ni berjaya. dan bakal memberi manfaat kepada kitaorg dan juga orang felda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey dah dekat nk pukul 2. esok nk gerak awal. mampus nnti kalau bgun lmbt. beg dah kemas smua. jgn lupa baca doa sebelum tido. good nite all =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ohh malunya pada big bos sebab salah hantar mesej kat dia. mujur big bos sporting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-8483703908913922978?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8483703908913922978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=8483703908913922978&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/8483703908913922978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/8483703908913922978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/jom-kemas-barang.html' title='jom kemas barang!!'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DsP6jjkguCU/Th3YnJVKXdI/AAAAAAAAAu0/OYXMnWtoT9k/s72-c/packing-bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-3617129380963502362</id><published>2011-07-11T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:13:38.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final visit selancar versi xde gambar</title><content type='html'>seawal pagi tadi, kul 745 pagi kami semua gerak dari uia ke felda selancar. tujuannya untuk meng-setel-kan ape yg x setel lg. kira final touch la lebih kurang. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gambar aku x ambik bnyk sebab agak sibuk juga. bersihkan wisma felda, meeting bersama wakil2 felda dan edarkan flyers di sekitar kawasan kampung. sakan jugak melayan makcik2 ni. smpai aku kena panggil dek nisa ngan shikin suruh balik sebab dah pukul 7ptg masa tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mcm mn felda selancar ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well mcm felda yang lain jugak, ade pokok kelapa sawit yg bnyk.... rumah asal peneroka yang belum di-renovate ade lagi. comel je. rumah papan kecik yg mungkin cuma 2 bilik aku kira. ade jugak yg dah renovate kasi besar. ade jugak rumah batu asal yang x renovate tapi saiz dia kecik la. xde la besa gaban mcm rumah sekarang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kat sana life diaorg simple je. keperluan semua ada. kedai, surau, masjid, dewan, padang, skolah.. dan mungkin ada la klinik kt mn2 yg aku xbrape nak tau kt mn, maybe ad kot yg terdekat. rumah2 kat sini meriah. rumah meriah, landscape meriah. kawasan felda as a whole meriah. mmg cntik. aku kira diaorg ni mmg minat betol bab2 menghias ni. xpun mungkin ade pertandingan felda tercantik, tu yg lawa semacam je kawasan felda tu. aku perasan felda lain pun semacam je lawa nye. mcm kat chini yg aku pegi masa aku skolah rendah dlu, kat jerantut ngan kat area bukit ibam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satu benda pasal org felda ni yg buat aku agak terkejut adalah apabila aku tgk diaorg ni xcukup gigi tapi xpakai denture. serious, kalau la uia ni ade kampus selancar, bukak kulliyyah dentistry kat situ, confirm senang nak cari patient prosthe. kau cakap je nak kes ape, class ape, aku rasa semua ade. baik lelaki baik pompuan. yg tinggal sebatang ade, yg lansung xberpagar ade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni yang lagi buat aku rasa nak berkhidmat kat muadzam ni pas grad nnti. bukan ape, boleh la jugak bagi maklumat, share pengetahuan dgn penduduk felda dan mana2 kampung sekitar pasal penjagaan mulut. sedih aku tgk diaorg mcm tu. rs mcm nak je ajak mak cik tu dtg uia buat denture, tp nk buat mcm mn, uia dgn selancar tu jauh. 2-3 jam perjalanan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu baru yg duduk kat kawasan felda. yang duduk kat kawasan kampung yang lebih pedalaman, kampung2 org asli, mcm mn la kan? kesian diaorg xde org nak bgtau diaorg betul2, ajar betul2. jom lah kita ramai2 ambik public health, keje kat pedalaman supaya semua org malaysia ni ade senyuman yg menawan. xde la nnti org bandar je yg gigi cantik, gi scaling, rct, implant, dan segala bagai lagi treatment pas tu org2 kampung, kwsn pedalaman ni biar je gigi diaorg tak cntik. ape guna kita belajar kalau kita tak berkhidmat untk org2 yg btl2 memerlukan kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok lah. bateri laptop dh nk habis. aku pun nk tido dah. nnti aku letak gmbr felda tu. bye. gudnite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;plug xboleh guna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-3617129380963502362?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3617129380963502362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=3617129380963502362&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3617129380963502362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/3617129380963502362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/final-visit-selancar-versi-xde-gambar.html' title='final visit selancar versi xde gambar'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-7743628556400174709</id><published>2011-07-10T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T01:37:15.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku sedar aku siapa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DheuahqewA/ThiNktP5uAI/AAAAAAAAAus/FhRm1-LyMHw/s1600/feeling_inferior.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DheuahqewA/ThiNktP5uAI/AAAAAAAAAus/FhRm1-LyMHw/s320/feeling_inferior.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627403396160534530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tau aku xpernah join ape2 program besar. paling besar pun aku pernah join program2 KOD saje. aku tak pernah pergi sana sini join program besar2. aku xpernah dapat post yang besar2. aku mungkin tak arif tentang segala keperluan program besar. aku tak cukup pengalaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;atas sebab tu aku join baksis ni.  aku nak buat connection, cari pengalaman, belajar sesuatu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak pernah jadi subcom special task untk program besar. setakat yang kecik pernah la. tak macam kau yang memang selalu sangat pergi sana sini. asal program je muka kau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tau semua tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenapa kau layan aku macam aku tak reti buat satu kerja pun? kenapa kalau aku nak mintak pendapat kau tentang sesuatu yang kecik kau terus nak tarik muka lain, ubah tone suara, dan bantah mentah2 pandangan aku. kalau kau rasa tak betul, ape kata kau bgtau elok2, aku hargai pertolongan kau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dalam ramai2 committee ni aku kenal kau sorang, tapi aku tak sangka kau mcm ni. kenapa? ape salah aku? salah ke aku xde pengalaman? salah ke aku mintak pendapat/pertolongan kau? kenapa orang lain boleh tolong aku dgn elok2 tapi kau tidak? hina kah aku dimata kau? aku ni saling tak tumpah mcm tin buruk berkarat tepi jalan yg kau lansung tak pandang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku buat kerja sorg, team aku yg lain semua xdpt dtg. aku tak cukup pengalaman. aku perlukan pendapat dan pertolongan dari org yg berpengalaman mcm kau. tapi kau.......... pandang aku mcm aku ni jijik sangat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dari hari pertama kau mcm tu. aku pelik. ape salah aku? kau berdendam dgn aku ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku sedih. aku rasa inferior. aku kerja sorang, aku cuba berikan yang terbaik, org lain puji kerja aku, tolong aku, tapi kau rasa aku ibarat beban dan jijik dimata kau. kenapa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;serious aku sedih. kesal. inferior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku hanya seorang committee yang tak reti buat kerja di mata kau, tapi di mata bos aku, aku mampu buat hampir 80% kerja team aku &lt;b&gt;SEORANG DIRI&lt;/b&gt; dan bos aku bangga dengan aku. thnx madam bos (sebab big bos lain) sebab buat saya rasa lebih baik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;semalam baru ade org bg tazkirah. kalau kita lebih tahu akan satu hal, ade org tnya kita something, jwblah dgn seikhlas hati. semalam tazkirah, harini kau sama je. kau dengar ke tak org tu bg tazkirah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-7743628556400174709?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DheuahqewA/ThiNktP5uAI/AAAAAAAAAus/FhRm1-LyMHw/s72-c/feeling_inferior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-6897263483058503272</id><published>2011-07-07T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:46:53.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>call me a doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x7Kb-Qg8s0s/ThWmC72kHAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/HXv--8BjtRg/s1600/P7071415.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x7Kb-Qg8s0s/ThWmC72kHAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/HXv--8BjtRg/s320/P7071415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626585878825802754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;                                                   dua singgit! dua singgit! dua singgit!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dh hampir 2 minggu aku terbatuk2 tak sihat kan diri. sejak balik dari melaka aritu. mulanya batuk. lepas tu dah start demam n selsema. pas tu tonsilitis, sakit telinga. lymph node pun membesar. dlm hati, infection ape pulak aku dpt nih??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;makn OTC drugs saje, mmg xde ambik antibiotik. tonsilitis dh kurang sebab aku gargle dgn mouthwash alhamdulillah dah xde skrg cuma batuk saje. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka semalam aku ke UIA kembali sebab ade induction course untk program anak angkat di felda selancar 1 minggu depan 14-17hb julai. aku nekad, xboleh jadi ni. xkan nak sakit time program kot. lagipun dah lama sngt sakit ni. aku pergi clinic uia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pergi clinic uia aku pun cerita la kat doc tu segala2 yang aku alami dan buat selama seminggu lebih sakit ni. dia pun ambik lampu suluh sebesar pen berjenama parker (sekadar perumpamaan) lalu menyuluh lobang tekak aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hemm...... ade white patches ni." aku dah macam, alamak. white patches bermakna infection samada oleh bakteria atau boleh jadi fungi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalu puan dokter ambik steteskop dn dgr lungs aku. "ok lungs clear. cuma infection kat tekak sahaja." pheww lega jugak aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalu puan dokter tulis ubat yg bakal aku dpt. berjela jugak ubat nye. panadol, ubat batuk, ubat selsema, antibiotik, ubat kumur, ubat kemam. semua yg diatas tu lah. pas kumur tu rasa mcm telan ubat gamat je. ewuekkk.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah disahkan mendapat URTI (upper respiratory tract infection) aku pun blah dari clinic tu terus ke cf bro untk induction course. sambil tu terbatuk2 ha. smpai sakit kepala, kuar air mata. nyaris xkuar bijik mata je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi so far smpai ptg ni alhamdulillah aku rs mcm ok sket kot. anyhow amoxicillin 500mg 15 tablet yg puan dokter bagi tu tetap kena complete course jugak. mmg jenuh la aku nak telan uabt sebesar bijik rambutan tu (penipu gila)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kepala ngantuk tapi malam ni ade slot untk transportation n accomodation. harus pergi juga sebab semua org kena tau pasal program ni. kalau tak nnti berterabur. ni la pentingnya induction course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeyh, nak bersiap untk meeting. nnti aku cerita lagi cerita lain. daa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;bilik sorg satu mmg best tapi mcm bosan pun ade jugak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-6897263483058503272?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6897263483058503272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=6897263483058503272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6897263483058503272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261341676073944708/posts/default/6897263483058503272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/2011/07/call-me-doctor.html' title='call me a doctor'/><author><name>Farah Azmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492943602997186677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHbUNm9iIuY/TJiK-UriqoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/neDqgtf99ag/S220/P5120236.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x7Kb-Qg8s0s/ThWmC72kHAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/HXv--8BjtRg/s72-c/P7071415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261341676073944708.post-1080819626674104164</id><published>2011-07-02T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T13:13:27.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>renung2kan dan selamat beramal!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"What is God? God is a place where someone have no place to turn to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;fullmetal alchemist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sebaris ayat yang buat aku terdiam sekejap masa tengok anime tu. somehow aku rasa ayat tu betul bila sesetengah orang cuma kembali ke jalan Allah setelah ditimpa kesusahan tapi bila dia xde problem, donia ni haku yang ponya, menghadap megi kari semangkuk pun kau lupa nak ucapkan 'Alhamdulillah' sebagai tanda syukur atas nikmat yang Dia berikan pada kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;jom kita bersama2 renungkan kembali, ape yg kita dah buat selama ni........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sebaris ayat mungkin boleh jadi hanya sebaris ayat yang dihiasi huruf2 dan tanda baca. terpulang pada individu untuk menginterpretasikan ayat berkenaan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-1080819626674104164?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1080819626674104164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beberapa hari yang lepas, classmate aku lagi sorang, encik abd rahman telah selamat di-ijab kabulkan dengan wanita pilihan beliau bernama puan ape-aku pun-tak-tau-jugak. yang tu aku xdpt pegi juga kerana maam besar xbg pegi. alasan?? jauh sangat smpai ke kelantan tu katanya.. aku senyap aje. malas nak kata lebih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka, dalam batch aku ade 46 org. dua dah kawen, tinggal lg 44.. huhuhu... boleh pulak buat countdown org kawen. xde keje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sape lah yang last skali tu ehh. yg last tu kena buat habis gempak. sebab penutupan kan. kenduri untuk bebudak kelas 7 hari 7 malam siap bunga api la org kata. huahuahuahuha.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;that should be me-justin bieber. i know somehow there's a reason why i suddenly love that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261341676073944708-4736697904285311707?l=thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesefingerswannatalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4736697904285311707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7261341676073944708&amp;postID=4736697904285311707&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tak update blog nih. seperti yg dh diberitahu dahulu kala, beruk band buat hal. sekarang dah tuka modem baru sebab yg dulu rosak, so boleh kita story2 selalu.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bnyk cerita aku nak story. pasal kucing 5 ekor yang mencakar aku hari2 bila nak kena mandi, juga bila nak bagi makan vitamin dan ubat cacing. (terlupa kena buat kad makan ubat cacing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagi cerita perihal laptop yg mmg nak kena hantar pegi sepital, malangnya dokter pakar aiman sabqi berada jauh di kelantan sana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cerita pasal kehidupan seharian aku jadi bibik dan tahanan mak aku sepanjang cuti ni serta beberapa aktiviti yg tak de la nak menarik sngt nak dibandingkan dengan orang lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;harini, since post aku yg lepas2 bnyk sngt perkataan smpai berpinar kepala otak dan mata korg nak baca, aku bg korg gambar plak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alkisahnya hari sabtu lepas 25 jun kira2 jam 2 ptg nak ke pukul 3, mak cik faridah aku call. kalau sesape dr kelas aku, dia la mak cik aku yg keje kat skolah permatang badak. dia call ajak kiteorg gi melaka. alasan?? ayah la (pak cik aku) nak makan ikan bakar. sikit punya ciput tu je alasan dia. aku mmg nak la kan tapi lesen kat mak aku. jadi dia tnya mak aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka mak aku call aku balik. aku nak pergi ke. dalam hati tu menjerit2 NAK!!! tapi ayat habis cover aku jawab "kakak ikut ma je." lepas mama fikir2, sebab sarah nak ikut, adam pun nak, takkan dia nak duduk rumah dgn kuceng 5 ekor yg makin nakal tak hengat donia tu, maka dia pun ikut skali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pe lagi, bergegas beliau pulang ke rumah, pack baju segala bagai. dan jam 3 lebih kiteorg gerak pergi rumah ayah la. simpan kete kat situ, naik kete ayah la. perjalanan mmg lama tak hengat donia. lalu jalan kelapa sawit, ikut hutan sana sini. then dlm 830 tu baru smpai betul2 bandar melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHEnqygmi7s/TglqgMG-M-I/AAAAAAAAAt0/o-ebgcKgh7Y/s1600/DSC03543.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHEnqygmi7s/TglqgMG-M-I/AAAAAAAAAt0/o-ebgcKgh7Y/s320/DSC03543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623142710987600866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;ahli rombongan. ayah la tak join ambik gambar sebab dia malas nak turun. dia nak duduk kat kereta je.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak check in hutel lg tu, gi melantak dulu. maka kami semua ke umbai. singgah la akt restoran ikan bakar parameswara. ramai org tahap tak hengat donia. dah tu malam tu, tuan kedai buat malam muda mudi suka hati. ade pulak DJ jemputan pasang lagu stok rock kapak, dangdut. nak bercakap pun susah. kesian kat aku yg batuk2 sakit tekak nih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cari tempat makan... pergi order makanan.. mujur tunggu tak lama. servis bagus la sebab tunggu food x lama. air pun xsempat habis. kerang bakar je yg sempat habis sepinggan bahan dek kami dua keluarga sebelum nasi dan lauk lain sampai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_V61066juo/Tglqfm5Z0oI/AAAAAAAAAts/bx--ExqTH0s/s1600/DSC03468.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_V61066juo/Tglqfm5Z0oI/AAAAAAAAAts/bx--ExqTH0s/s320/DSC03468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623142700998578818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;h&lt;i&gt;aaaaaa..... kau cakap kat aku ape yg xde?? ikan terubuk bakar ade, ikan amende ntah lagi bakar ade, ketam, udang, sotong, sayur dan kerang bakar yg dah selamat masuk dlm perut buncit aku nih.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;awal2 lg ayah la dah pesan, jgn makan nasik banyak, makan lauk banyak sebab lauk banyak gila. aku mcm ok, mungkin aku akan kenyang la kot sebab lauk banyak which is memang banyak pun. sotong sampai 2 pinggan kau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;jadi senduk nasi. tu pun mak cik faridah yang sendukkan. dia senduk ade la, hemmmmm suku dari ape yg aku selalu makan. okeyh chillek. lauk banyak ni. udang besar tahap giga. lengan ketam tu dah tak sabar aku nak gigit2 kulit dia menampakkan isi yg putih gebu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok masuk udang, ikan, ketam. jgn lupa ya time ni kerang bakar dah habis sepinggan. makan dan makan. nasi aku confirm2 dh habis. mak cik tnaya nak tambah nasi ke aku cakap xpe, nak habiskan lauk. ye lah ayah la kan bgtau mcm tu. lgpun aku tgk sarah kat sebelah aku ni mcm xde selera nak makan ke.. faiq, sepupu aku mmg bkn kuat makan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;makan lagi.. ratah lauk yg ade. alik2 aku yg habiskan semua ketam yg tinggal, ngan udang. mmg jatuh habis habisan saham aku malam tu. depan semua org aku bantai makan banyak gil
