<?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-6015080400198689796</id><updated>2012-01-23T23:40:25.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my so-called life</title><subtitle type='html'>thoughts of what i've been through in my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5624752900052918725</id><published>2012-01-18T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:40:25.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am now on tumblr. :)&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;a href="http://mzhana.tumblr.com"&gt;mzhana.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5624752900052918725?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5624752900052918725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5624752900052918725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5624752900052918725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5624752900052918725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-for-fun.html' title='just for fun.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2626432460777295402</id><published>2012-01-04T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:02:29.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye 2011, hello 2012.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pejam celik, we're already in the year 2012. this year i'm going to be 27! yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, new year's eve was celebrated like always. bbq &amp;amp; potluck, quality time with the usuals at my place. chilled out and watched fireworks from home sweet home by midnight. nothing much but i like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i think 2011 has taught me a lot about patience and to be thankful. i'm still learning though, but i think i'm more positive now than before. alhamdulillah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dad got married middle of the year and my brother just got married recently. as for me, i am now engaged to syib for a year already. takde rezeki lagi to kawin but i guess God knows what's best for us. some of my friends are already planning to get married or even planning to have a baby. i got jealous a lil bit but oh well, no need to be so dramatic about it. harapan smoge dimurahkan rezeki for this year and wishing all the happiness for my friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;some of my 'azams':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. to study &amp;amp; work hard on my research to finish labworks by middle year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. nk jadi org yg lebih beriman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. to not sleep after subuh for a refreshing day?-yang ni lemah sikit. (i'm sooo not a morning person)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. to be more positive and less dramatic/negative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. to be more healthy (eat well &amp;amp; exercise more? hmm let's see)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. to be more happy with everything that i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;amin amin. hope i can do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;things that i look forward to this year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. hani's wedding. (glad to be her pengapit :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. sue's bertandang in kl @ saloma bistro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that's it for now. teehee. may this year brings more joy and happiness for me, mr fiance, my family and my dearest friends! amin. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/6015080400198689796-2626432460777295402?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2626432460777295402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2626432460777295402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2626432460777295402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2626432460777295402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2012/01/bye-2011-hello-2012.html' title='bye 2011, hello 2012.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5291771338660252286</id><published>2011-12-27T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:25:35.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas eve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIOrXTpMg1k/Tvp6Nl0LuZI/AAAAAAAAArs/I67RueOW-4Q/s1600/DSC03227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIOrXTpMg1k/Tvp6Nl0LuZI/AAAAAAAAArs/I67RueOW-4Q/s320/DSC03227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690995453043915154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;selesai sudah majlis my brother on christmas eve. so tired that the next day i slept almost the whole day. lols. now i know how tiring it can be to plan a wedding. can be stressfull too. kene byk sabar and tolak ansur. but it's quite fun lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's the first time experience for our family since my brother is the anak sulung. glad everything turned out well. except for lambat start and keep ppl waiting cuz the vip lambat smpai and some problems with the catering. since it's the christmas weekend, i guess everyone is either balik kampung or just going out for shopping that it causes massive traffic jam. sbb tu ramai lambat sampai to the wedding bcuz of the traffic. apart from that, alhamdulillah the flow that we rehearse byk kali was okey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but what i can suggest is, try not to do a wedding on school holidays or festive holidays or musim kahwin. one thing traffic jam, another thing the caterer was short of staffs. i think bcuz they have other events as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's a good thing for me bcuz now i have the experience of wedding planning i can plan carefully my own wedding when the time comes. weeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so officially now i have a very talkative sister in law. you just can't stop berborak if u start berborak with her. congratulations again to abang &amp;amp; astra. may they have a wonderfull marriage and beautiful kids so i can have my own anak buah. amin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: oh i don't hv proper photos of them. let's just wait for the photographer's photo or from my cousin. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5291771338660252286?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5291771338660252286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5291771338660252286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5291771338660252286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5291771338660252286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html' title='christmas eve.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIOrXTpMg1k/Tvp6Nl0LuZI/AAAAAAAAArs/I67RueOW-4Q/s72-c/DSC03227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2297225133174777791</id><published>2011-12-09T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T23:22:53.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;milestone is pretty much on track right now. i hope i can finish up my research by middle of next year and just maybe take a while for writing thesis. been busy with analysis lately as well as helping out my supervisor with her work and dealing with financial problems with grant and so on. i seriously can be a personal assistant now. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont really go out that often now especially late nights. Nights are just for me to relax and sleep. lols. i guess i'm turning into a boooring person but nevertheless, there's a sudden urge to travel around the world! dh berangan bile kawin nk travel around with world with future hubby. i love to see other ppl's culture and way of living. opened my mind. and am also bored with the usual lepaks at mamaks or shopping malls. i want to lepaks more in the nature! more peaceful i'd say. or some other interesting activities rather than just sit down and talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess that's why i think dh jarang hang out with my friends. i miss them. sigh. hopefully can meet and hang out with the usuals and the gedz this coming new year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note, i read a lot about marriages, pregnancies, babies and housewife stories now. cuz lots of my friends and bloggers i follow are already happily married and have kids. in a way, it gives me a lot of tips for the future. although i do not know when will i ever be married, i choose not to think about it so much now and guess i just have to have faith and be patience. God knows what's best for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so happy for my close friends that are married now. one of my closest friends, hani, are getting married soon. so happy for her and i know she's been waiting a long time too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, my brother is getting married by end of this week! still tak percaya. soon, he'll be leaving the house and i will have a sister-in-law who is very very talkative and super friendly (opposite to my bro). lols. the following week we'll be busy preparing for our side of reception. hope everything goes well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, done with the updates! now i just want to share the place i visit last 2 weeks. if u like nature, pls pls go there. the place is very beautiful, well maintained, super clean and u get a 5 star hotel-like service. it's totally worth it! highly recommended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q5_5-CVTlc/TuMHPSvqEhI/AAAAAAAAAqs/5mAQ4SDkB3A/s320/DSC03166.JPG" /&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;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVA1LXPpCrc/TuMHP0okYmI/AAAAAAAAArE/KeJL-BJAV9Q/s320/DSC03161.JPG" /&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TORgXQZhLEg/TuMHPuvWWVI/AAAAAAAAAq4/y7g1qYUXF6w/s320/DSC03167.JPG" /&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;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yCfrsDTWTUM/TuMHQcAd0NI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Ttd4XFdYyjA/s320/DSC03207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the owner, puan sri sabrina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/tanahaina"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/tanahaina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tanah-aina.com/"&gt;http://tanah-aina.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-2297225133174777791?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2297225133174777791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2297225133174777791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2297225133174777791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2297225133174777791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/12/end-of-year.html' title='end of the year.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q5_5-CVTlc/TuMHPSvqEhI/AAAAAAAAAqs/5mAQ4SDkB3A/s72-c/DSC03166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-8851926283260622576</id><published>2011-10-29T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:06:46.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sue is married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;she always come down to KL to attend our important events and that makes us realize, if she gets married, we're definitely going!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so we went all the way to sabah to attend her big day. i'm so happy to see her finally found someone as she always said she's never gonna meet anyone. well, there you go! she get married first before me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite certain bad things happened at the wedding, i'm glad that i attended that wedding. &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;Congratulations again Suhaila &amp;amp; Akmal!&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/-hLqudm-HtPk/TqzK_o1-xVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/qtbYok1V6wo/s1600/DSC03147.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLqudm-HtPk/TqzK_o1-xVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/qtbYok1V6wo/s320/DSC03147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669129225597011282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmogFjVfd7g/TqzK_Hq3gjI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/DQVc_sYmRNY/s1600/DSC03141.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmogFjVfd7g/TqzK_Hq3gjI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/DQVc_sYmRNY/s320/DSC03141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669129216692027954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oMhpYr3FjH8/TqzK-rxCE8I/AAAAAAAAAqE/iVNe8GeiyCY/s1600/DSC03138.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/-oMhpYr3FjH8/TqzK-rxCE8I/AAAAAAAAAqE/iVNe8GeiyCY/s320/DSC03138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669129209201693634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eP8R7N1oO2c/TqzK-TkwBoI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Ge27IbkEA8U/s1600/DSC03137.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eP8R7N1oO2c/TqzK-TkwBoI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Ge27IbkEA8U/s320/DSC03137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669129202707728002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: to sue, you may not have the best wedding, but i pray you have the best marriage! xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-8851926283260622576?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/8851926283260622576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=8851926283260622576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/8851926283260622576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/8851926283260622576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/10/sue-is-married.html' title='sue is married!'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLqudm-HtPk/TqzK_o1-xVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/qtbYok1V6wo/s72-c/DSC03147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-953588682350663638</id><published>2011-10-08T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T00:12:34.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sassy september.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;syawal/september was so much fun. i feel like my wkeends were full of open houses and weddings! so nice to meet up with a lot of long lost friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;main events were where two of my close friends got married! i'm so happy for them and the best part is we got the be part of it. we've been asked to be the so called 'ahli jawatankuasa' or bridesmaids to help them plan and organize their wedding. this is the 1st time experience for me, very tiring but lots of fun! informative too considering i'm planning to get married too. so many things i've learnt so far of wedding preparations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, congrats again illa &amp;amp; sam, eika &amp;amp; rico! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;semoga berbahagia hingga ke akhir hayat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Hana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n-V2Bs9RMVg/To_2Tpi3_gI/AAAAAAAAApQ/VZDnSsdELdE/s1600/DSC03093.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/-n-V2Bs9RMVg/To_2Tpi3_gI/AAAAAAAAApQ/VZDnSsdELdE/s320/DSC03093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661014074058079746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAvKje1SeQw/To_2TZMf8PI/AAAAAAAAApI/q9ELIVyeG0w/s1600/DSC03038.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/-dAvKje1SeQw/To_2TZMf8PI/AAAAAAAAApI/q9ELIVyeG0w/s320/DSC03038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661014069669261554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-953588682350663638?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/953588682350663638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=953588682350663638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/953588682350663638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/953588682350663638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/10/sassy-september.html' title='sassy september.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n-V2Bs9RMVg/To_2Tpi3_gI/AAAAAAAAApQ/VZDnSsdELdE/s72-c/DSC03093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-120067530231102418</id><published>2011-09-07T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:16:46.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still on raya mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y4n4ZoNdGyc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hv an awesome cousin who made this awesome video of our awesome family! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-120067530231102418?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/120067530231102418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=120067530231102418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/120067530231102418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/120067530231102418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-on-raya-mood.html' title='still on raya mood.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/y4n4ZoNdGyc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5529044202087392766</id><published>2011-08-27T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T06:29:21.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Syawal 1432H</title><content type='html'>It's already the end of ramadhan and i would like to wish you all,&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;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!&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;Maaf Zahir dan Batin. &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;/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;i'll be in Kedah as usual to celebrate raya but will be back to KL 2nd day of raya and continue celebrating with the rest of the family here. Although i don't have a baju raya and not many kuih raya bought this year, i'm still looking fwd to meet up the relatives and friends! Have fun ppl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5529044202087392766?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5529044202087392766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5529044202087392766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5529044202087392766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5529044202087392766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/08/syawal-1432h.html' title='Syawal 1432H'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3072727829899262667</id><published>2011-08-27T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T06:20:22.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finger lickin good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4F1Bf5QzbYQ/Tljt8dbbqUI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xN45FMb5ipU/s1600/28352_medium_large.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: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4F1Bf5QzbYQ/Tljt8dbbqUI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xN45FMb5ipU/s320/28352_medium_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645523755856537922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my stepmum cooks so well i'm always looking fwd to what she will cook for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nasi dagang, lamb chop, fish n chips, sweet n sour fish, spagetthi, garlic bread, honey chicken, nasi beriyani,  butter prawns. you name it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all she cooked are so damn delicious. &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/6015080400198689796-3072727829899262667?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3072727829899262667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3072727829899262667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3072727829899262667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3072727829899262667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/08/finger-lickin-good.html' title='finger lickin good.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4F1Bf5QzbYQ/Tljt8dbbqUI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xN45FMb5ipU/s72-c/28352_medium_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-8191307391935946436</id><published>2011-07-30T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T21:36:03.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Ramadhan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7KS3iqtDsKk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;Selamat Berpuasa  Everyone! Semoga amalan Ramadhan this time lebih baik dari sebelumnya! Amiiin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-8191307391935946436?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/8191307391935946436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=8191307391935946436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/8191307391935946436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/8191307391935946436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/07/salam-ramadhan.html' title='Salam Ramadhan.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7KS3iqtDsKk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6194180466046805007</id><published>2011-07-30T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T21:26:49.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perceptions and Facts.</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AbkYcn13I9Y/TjTV7sum2wI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qiCthxRY4TQ/s1600/51DVzrbY0XL.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AbkYcn13I9Y/TjTV7sum2wI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qiCthxRY4TQ/s320/51DVzrbY0XL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635364255342975746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i finished reading the book 2 months ago and i wanted to blog a review about it but i'm not really a good reviewer. so i just gotta say, EVERYONE SHOULD READ IT. even the non muslims! it really gave me so much more information of my own religion that i never know before or misunderstood. selama ni kt faham lain rupa-rupanya yg sebenar lain. terlalu mengikut kata-kata ustaz/ustazah/ulama yang kt anggap sentiasa betul. no matter what, we should always refer the truth to hadith/sunnah and al-quran. it's quite a heavy reading but it's worth it. it starts with articles on our daily ibadah such as puasa, solat, mazhab and so on and ended it with a more wider and serious issues like politics. In Malaysia itself pun, people dh terlalu misunderstood with Islam, apatah lagi internationally where Islam is always related with terrorism and what not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i love to read dr asri's &lt;a href="http://drmaza.com/home/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and articles because he's the type of ulama' that is so open minded, not judgemental and never been bias to anybody or to any political parties. He let us think and judge for ourselves on what's right or wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Read this and u'll understand. i posted a link for one of the reviews too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://themalaysianreader.com/2010/11/02/islam-in-malaysia-perceptions-facts-muhammad-asri-zainul-abidin-matahari-books-2010/"&gt;http://themalaysianreader.com/2010/11/02/islam-in-malaysia-perceptions-facts-muhammad-asri-zainul-abidin-matahari-books-2010/&lt;/a&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/6015080400198689796-6194180466046805007?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6194180466046805007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=6194180466046805007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6194180466046805007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6194180466046805007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/07/perceptions-and-facts.html' title='Perceptions and Facts.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AbkYcn13I9Y/TjTV7sum2wI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qiCthxRY4TQ/s72-c/51DVzrbY0XL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-8993178897125232021</id><published>2011-07-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T22:15:05.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandung Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so me, hani, shira and her sisters went to bandung last week. it was a nice trip indeed. i wasn't that excited at first cuz i dont really fancy travelling just for shopping (as what they always assume what ppl do at bandung) but turns out, i had fun. i didn't target anything specific to shop there except for the kain which i realized its damn cheap wei! i bought chiffon and lining for just rm70 and cotton just rm20+! other than that, i didn't buy that much. just a handbag, clothes and souveniors for ppl. eh byk pulak. i think buying kain there is the one yg sangat2 worth it. other things not that much different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we have a very nice (and handsome) travel guide and driver there. the experience with the driver was so damn funny mostly bcuz of communication problem. lol. i love the weather there and i kinda love the culture there. very cool and relaxing. the food was awesome too! i might wanna go there again. :) till then, enjoy the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-YLSPbGw-4/TjDtQBkeylI/AAAAAAAAAn0/KN2gxA6lxwc/s1600/DSC02936.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-YLSPbGw-4/TjDtQBkeylI/AAAAAAAAAn0/KN2gxA6lxwc/s320/DSC02936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263993395628626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFS3615SOs4/TjDtP6Y98UI/AAAAAAAAAns/imiHqKu9XXg/s1600/DSC02947.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFS3615SOs4/TjDtP6Y98UI/AAAAAAAAAns/imiHqKu9XXg/s320/DSC02947.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263991468290370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8RTSI58Nu4/TjDtPoiw0_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/iMlthcBCOxA/s1600/DSC02949.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8RTSI58Nu4/TjDtPoiw0_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/iMlthcBCOxA/s320/DSC02949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263986677535730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nasi padang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4onSU-4K5M/TjDtPcvGWcI/AAAAAAAAAnc/P1vUffp9xi4/s1600/DSC02950.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/-d4onSU-4K5M/TjDtPcvGWcI/AAAAAAAAAnc/P1vUffp9xi4/s320/DSC02950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263983508052418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tangkuban perahu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nBTAtvXM-Q/TjDtCmQPCoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ITyAg32xFcs/s1600/DSC02952.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/-2nBTAtvXM-Q/TjDtCmQPCoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ITyAg32xFcs/s320/DSC02952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263762724653698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILA5njgEBcg/TjDtCSGheHI/AAAAAAAAAnM/tXBpGX9AYGk/s1600/DSC02977.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILA5njgEBcg/TjDtCSGheHI/AAAAAAAAAnM/tXBpGX9AYGk/s320/DSC02977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263757315209330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;serabi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YPQMUNolyuk/TjDtCJi6l8I/AAAAAAAAAnE/Rl9JDVXJTM4/s320/DSC02996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263755018377154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trans studio-the new theme park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_3wbfJsmsI/TjDtB6BaSLI/AAAAAAAAAm8/FEUMNEvXCrg/s1600/DSC03001.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_3wbfJsmsI/TjDtB6BaSLI/AAAAAAAAAm8/FEUMNEvXCrg/s320/DSC03001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263750851315890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bajigur-traditional drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7j1XqvMOBJI/TjDtBo5p0ZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/q7L6rOGiofY/s1600/DSC03004.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/-7j1XqvMOBJI/TjDtBo5p0ZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/q7L6rOGiofY/s320/DSC03004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634263746255376786" /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-8993178897125232021?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/8993178897125232021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=8993178897125232021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/8993178897125232021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/8993178897125232021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/07/bandung-trip.html' title='Bandung Trip'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-YLSPbGw-4/TjDtQBkeylI/AAAAAAAAAn0/KN2gxA6lxwc/s72-c/DSC02936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-9148555109631519419</id><published>2011-07-10T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:42:41.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things that annoy me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. drivers yang tak reti bagi signal, menyusahkan orang. like seriously, how hard can it be?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. manusia yang ego tahap gaban. the one that always think he or she is right without even considering other ppl's opinions. when in a fight or miscommunication, he or she doesnt even bother to make things right (say sorry or whatever) for both sides just because they WANT to be right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. too judgemental/stereotype ppl. i know we humans easily judge ppl generally but always try NOT to be TOO judgemental. it's freaking annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. orang yg tknk amik responsibilities when in a group plan/dscussions or whatever. be it office colleagues, friends or families. like don't lah depend on other ppl je. think of something too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. org yg kononnye kuat agama tapi terlalu judgemental, which brings us back to no. 3. i know the niat baik is there. you know better and you're afraid that we might end up doing bad things over and over again. but pls, there are specific ways to do that! and remember, it's not easy to change! so bersyukur and bimbing lah walaupun perubahan tu sikit je. and pls lah pray for each and everyone of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. girls that are too gedik. exspecially the ones yg too depending on their bfs/partners. seriously, handbag xleh pegang sndri ke? pintu kene bukakkan? omigoooodd. be independent lah wei. oh yg lelaki nye pn sama, why manjakan sangat ur girls? give them everything they want? that's dangerous, seriously. u're gonna have some problems later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. ppl that put so much hatred towards ppl. semua org pun kau tak ngam tak setuju. haiyoo God make us all with our differences lah. accept sudah. kalau tk ngam pun jgn smpai membenci, it's ridicolous! who knows u might have attitude yg lagi teruk than those ppl that u dont even realize. pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. political scene in malaysia that doesn't make sense at all! which brings us back to some of the points above. and some of the media yang focus just on one side only which is so not fair! u're giving the bad impression on the other side and then the ppl misunderstood. kenapa tak dscuss it openly without being bias? and yeah it's so hard to dscuss politics with other ppl bcuz most ppl tend to think whichever group they are in is totally right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;whatever it is my dear readers, pls lah try not to have all those kind of bad attitudes. i know it's hard to change but at least try.  i'm trying too myself. and no matter how annoying ppl can be, let's just improve ourselves to be better and pray for us and them too. Insyaallah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-9148555109631519419?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/9148555109631519419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=9148555109631519419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/9148555109631519419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/9148555109631519419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/07/things-that-annoy-me.html' title='things that annoy me.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5618249494904569383</id><published>2011-05-30T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:35:09.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>malam bulan dipagar bintang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cv5sT8JTwyI/TeO8S4c_CUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/r0BlW59YLaA/s1600/35815_138184162859615_100000040960464_385934_4289309_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cv5sT8JTwyI/TeO8S4c_CUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/r0BlW59YLaA/s320/35815_138184162859615_100000040960464_385934_4289309_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612536593211394370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my dad has changed over the years from being such an ego man to a well..i would say..more sensitive man. he's not the type of guy who knows how to express his (love) feelings. he never said sorry if he done something wrong. he never cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when my mum passed away, that was the first time in my life i saw him crying. i saw him shed tears. i saw his sad face. i can tell deep down inside how sad he was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;from that moment, i always try to give him what he needs or what he wants, to help him with anything. i'm always the one who teman him to go shopping or dinner. sampai org ingat i'm his young wife and called me datin! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;he too has been the best dad in the world. being a single father, he tried to juggle between being a father and a 'mother'. i think that's how he got his sensitive side. he becomes more concern about our feelings. he said sorry when when maybe sometimes he offended us. he tries to take care of us just like my late mum did. he helped me with household chores and vice versa. he even cleans the house sometimes even cleans the toilet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yesterday, he remarried. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i must admit it was shocking and really ackward at first. i was skeptical of his choice. i buruk sangka. after a while, i came to my senses. i shouldn't judge a book by its cover. nobody's perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;having a sort of long distance relationship, i once saw and read her postcard with classic malay language to my dad. that was when i realize how sweet they are to fall in love with each other. for her to finally found her jodoh and for my dad to found love and happiness again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all i'm saying is, &lt;b&gt;i'm so happy to see him happy. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm glad that i helped him plan a small, simple yet grand (grand ke?) reception of our family and his close friends. walaupun i bersungguh buat video slide show for him the night before lepas tu tak jadik bcuz of the system (hmph!) i helped him with his music compilation. i even helped him choose the ring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May this marriage brings happines and joy for my dad and his new wife. smoga sentiasa diberkati, dirahmati &amp;amp; diberi hidayah olehNya, Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5618249494904569383?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5618249494904569383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5618249494904569383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5618249494904569383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5618249494904569383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/05/malam-bulan-dipagar-bintang.html' title='malam bulan dipagar bintang.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cv5sT8JTwyI/TeO8S4c_CUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/r0BlW59YLaA/s72-c/35815_138184162859615_100000040960464_385934_4289309_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6921198341788283276</id><published>2011-05-08T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:17:00.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my best friend's wedding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nt4QHwlBAw/Tcd2DvAaPDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/CZ_Y02uqC_c/s1600/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i don't really have a specific person who i called the 'best friend'. i  dont really get how ppl define that term anyway. but, i got a few  friends who i can call them the best friends, that is, the usuals. or at  least a part of them. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one guy, is among them who i can  appreciate the most. we've known each other since we were 13-14 yrs old.  been good friends ever since and he was always being there for me and  for the rest of the gang. he is faizal ishak or better known as fai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  can tell you he is very caring, very helpful and also annoying at  times. lol. he was always so supportive of his friends. when i had those  failed relationships, he always tell me that those guys are stupid and i  deserve someone better. he is a good listener surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last  week, on 29th april, we, the usuals were so happy to be part of his  rombongan. with one lafaz, he is now married to his 7 years of  sweetheart, zura. that weekend of fai and zura's wedding celebration was so much fun. we got to also catch up with almost all of the schoolmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nt4QHwlBAw/Tcd2DvAaPDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/CZ_Y02uqC_c/s1600/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8zJti48qs4/Tcd2C6QiJpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MVZ7vfJtOzY/s1600/220154_1971406454575_1525410081_32134281_8285710_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8zJti48qs4/Tcd2C6QiJpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MVZ7vfJtOzY/s320/220154_1971406454575_1525410081_32134281_8285710_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604578053656290962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nt4QHwlBAw/Tcd2DvAaPDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/CZ_Y02uqC_c/s1600/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nikah ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PxZakXHqgIA/Tcd2DF8oAVI/AAAAAAAAAjw/nF_YLykFakc/s1600/240371_1971451695706_1525410081_32134349_505972_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PxZakXHqgIA/Tcd2DF8oAVI/AAAAAAAAAjw/nF_YLykFakc/s320/240371_1971451695706_1525410081_32134349_505972_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604578056794014034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zura's side of celebration (30th april)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nt4QHwlBAw/Tcd2DvAaPDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/CZ_Y02uqC_c/s1600/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nt4QHwlBAw/Tcd2DvAaPDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/CZ_Y02uqC_c/s320/DSC02831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604578067815742514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fai's side of celebration-the schoolmates! (1st May)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcYZ2XUb55Y/Tcd2DYO8-aI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MnEDJC8a7aQ/s1600/221375_1971457695856_1525410081_32134354_6435133_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcYZ2XUb55Y/Tcd2DYO8-aI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MnEDJC8a7aQ/s320/221375_1971457695856_1525410081_32134354_6435133_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604578061702724002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;right after the majlis. we suprised them with our big present! hope they like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8zJti48qs4/Tcd2C6QiJpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MVZ7vfJtOzY/s1600/220154_1971406454575_1525410081_32134281_8285710_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am so happy for both of them. congratulations again fai and zura!  wishing u guys many many happy years ahead. can't wait for the 'little  usuals'. :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8zJti48qs4/Tcd2C6QiJpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MVZ7vfJtOzY/s1600/220154_1971406454575_1525410081_32134281_8285710_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nt4QHwlBAw/Tcd2DvAaPDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/CZ_Y02uqC_c/s1600/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8zJti48qs4/Tcd2C6QiJpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MVZ7vfJtOzY/s1600/220154_1971406454575_1525410081_32134281_8285710_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-6921198341788283276?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6921198341788283276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=6921198341788283276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6921198341788283276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6921198341788283276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title='my best friend&apos;s wedding.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8zJti48qs4/Tcd2C6QiJpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MVZ7vfJtOzY/s72-c/220154_1971406454575_1525410081_32134281_8285710_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-583774909168986354</id><published>2011-04-16T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:39:11.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i really like this movie. nak tgk lagi skali! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really a big fan of malay movies but i think malay movies skrg  dh improved a lot. my favourites are always the late yasmin ahmad's  films, afdlin shauki's and khabir bhatia's. razak mohaideen's is a big  no no for me (yek!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i dont really fancy big big blockbusters movie. i'm more of  the low profile type of movie but yet gives an impact and there's a deep  message behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the trailer of this film before and i thought 'mcm funny  je..'. i knew osman ali from the previous film 'anak halal' which i  watched on tv during raya (lol), it was noot bad. so i thought ok gak  tgk cite ni since at tht time our plan (me n fiance) to watch merong  mahawangsa tk kesampaian. didn't expect it to be the best but it turns  out to be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time kelakar, kelakar gile. time sedih, sedih gile. i cried. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's more on the kasih sayang between family members and a love story  between a woman from town with a kampung boy. sounds typical but the way  the story revolves around the funny characters makes it more fun to  watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it if u like this kind of film! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: rasa rindu kampung kat aloq setaq lepaih tgk cite ni. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b1q9oIqhIPo" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6015080400198689796-583774909168986354?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/583774909168986354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=583774909168986354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/583774909168986354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/583774909168986354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/04/cun.html' title='cun!'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/b1q9oIqhIPo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-762042638706283745</id><published>2011-04-11T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T07:36:18.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chin up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sad to say that in the last a month or two, i've been constantly depressed. well of course we got depressed every once in a while but this period of time i was depressed to the point that stupid ideas came into my mind. i even googled 'why am i depressed?' and thinking of taking anti depressant pills (whatever that is) and going to a psychiatrist. yeah, dramatic, i know. SO DRAMA. with ppl judging me was not helping me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, now i think i got my positive energy back. i know i think too much and i worry too much. so i'm just gonna tone it down and focus on important things and be optimistic. looking back, i'm kinda embarassed of how i behave in front of ppl, twitter, fb and what not. i guess when i dont know who to go to, i express myself randomly and making a fool of myself. i even cried in front of lecturer?! oh my god, that was embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get frustrated when ppl don't understand me. worse, they don't even bother. but i'm glad that i still have a few ppl around me to support me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing up is challenging. we face a lot of tough times and that what makes us better. look at our mothers and fathers, obviously they've been through a lot more. they know better. we make mistakes and we learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just gonna do my best in my studies and try to be the best person i can be, to the family, friends and of course my very very very understanding fiance. no more drama. i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace y'all. :)&lt;br /&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/6015080400198689796-762042638706283745?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/762042638706283745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=762042638706283745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/762042638706283745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/762042638706283745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/04/chin-up.html' title='chin up.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-313567941427689057</id><published>2011-03-14T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T07:25:43.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Tahzan</title><content type='html'>a good source of motivation when you're feeling a bit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ei1a203c2mM" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-313567941427689057?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/313567941427689057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=313567941427689057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/313567941427689057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/313567941427689057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/03/la-tahzan.html' title='La Tahzan'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ei1a203c2mM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-1497424329191486410</id><published>2011-02-04T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T07:57:40.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>maturity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Maturity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is a psychological term used to indicate how a person responds to the circumstances&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or  environment in an appropriate and adaptive manner. Maturity also  encompasses being aware of the correct time and place to  behave and  knowing when to act appropriately, according to the  situation'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as  we grow older, we face a lot of drama in our lives. be it with family,  colleagues, friends, family and even your own partner. i think maturity  that makes us still living with each other even though sometimes we  drive each other mad. its how we handle the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a line in one of khabir bathia's films that said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kadang-kadang orang yg paling kt sayang lah org yg paling susah kt nk sayang'.&lt;/span&gt;  remember in CINTA, where the sister dealing with her stubborn lil  brother who always wants his own way but at the same time she too has  her own weakness of having an affair with someone's husband even though  she's not happy. her lil brother ask her to end it but she didn't want  to and that makes her stubborn too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the line is true. org yg paling kt sayang lagi susah kt nk sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the  closer we are to each other, the deeper we know about each other's  attitudes.  the more we care about each other, the more we want to make  things right for them and that makes it tougher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a bunch  of close friends, both my schoolfrens and my uni frens. everyone has  their own good and bad attitudes. even myself(mengaku :P). sometimes the  bad attitude annoys me so much that it pisses me off. most of the time i  always want to just tegur and say directly how crappy their attitude is  but then they got too emotional hence affecting the friendship. so  because i terlebih caring and value the friendship i keep silence or try  to talk to them nicely. *sigh* see how hard it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that is  what i call maturity i guess. its how we handle the situation. forgive  and forget. keep in mind positive thoughts jela. same goes with the  family. we fight with each other, we're mad at each other. but in the  end things worked out well. i just dont get some ppl make something a  big deal for them sampai sanggup buang or affect a relationship just for  a stupid  small matter thing. that's not mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the  CINTA story, what i want to relate is that sometimes we tend to look at  other ppl's bad attitude but we dont realize we have the same exact  attitude, sometimes even worse!(this is a reminder for me too). so  whenever we hate someone or judge someone, try to look back at ourself  again ( yeah i shud do this too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me and syib, we kinda fight  a lot more than we used to since we got engaged. tapi nasib baiklah  matang sket tak make it worse and handle it nicely. i think this is a  training for ourselves in the future. if we cannot deal with each other  now, how can we deal with each other dh kawin nnti. problems mmg akan  ade in any relationship or worse in marriage. again, its how we handle  the situation and accepts each other's good and bad attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau  nak asyik ikut our way je mmg susah lah. things will not always go our  way. relationships are always about give and take. tak kesahlah what  kind of relationship.&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/6015080400198689796-1497424329191486410?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/1497424329191486410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=1497424329191486410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1497424329191486410'/><link 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justify;"&gt;i  was (still) kinda pissed off with a close family member of mine. it  started off with my engagement ceremony and it went on and on tak setel  setel just because of his ego. i said my sorry and i dont wanna make  things worse, FAMILY KOT!. i think i'm matured enough to think that way,  to try and settle this so that there wont be any hard feelings. i know  there was some misunderstanding and i thought i wanna settle it  maturely, BUT, he stick to his ego and ignored me. how rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moral of the story&lt;/span&gt;:  don't assume ppl are sponsoring things unless they make it clear that  they are. don't accept ppl's help unless they really sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  then mr fiance was cheated by a man. its a looong story but to cut it  short, he promised syib to give him business, for him to generate  income. he got excited and he got me excited as well. he even planned to  marry me by july this year. luckily, he's not affected financially that  much but both of us are affected emotionally because we already put our  hopes high for this. police report was done and we hope that guy will  be caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moral of the story&lt;/span&gt;:  jgn percaya sgt orang even though org tu org yg plg rapat and org tu  pada luarannye nampak baik yg amat. when it comes to money, ppl can  evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, me and my family went to bukit  tinggi for a short weekend getaway and we had a good time although  nothing much to do there but just relaxing. we went to the botanical  garden and japanese garden and i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on sunday  evening, i went to hang out with the gedz (yes we have a name now,  apparently) and they surprised me with a bride-to-be dinner! (altho tkde  actual date on my wedding lg). they made me walk around curve wearing the tiara and the sash but i had a good time with the girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TTfydKCPLKI/AAAAAAAAAis/r4nJDX-uvfM/s1600/DSC02749.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TTfydKCPLKI/AAAAAAAAAis/r4nJDX-uvfM/s1600/DSC02749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TTfydKCPLKI/AAAAAAAAAis/r4nJDX-uvfM/s320/DSC02749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564182447363402914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-2113338314902872474?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2113338314902872474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2113338314902872474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2113338314902872474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2113338314902872474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-and-bad.html' title='the good and the bad.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TTfydKCPLKI/AAAAAAAAAis/r4nJDX-uvfM/s72-c/DSC02749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3273979151766235055</id><published>2010-12-23T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T22:17:11.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ctot's reception.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last wednesday night was a beautiful wedding night for a good friend of  mine. we were crazy roommates back in UTM. i still remember the days  where we used to study together, watch dvds together, karaoke together  and late night lepaks at alif (famous mamak in skudai). along with other  close UTM friends, we often went for sleepovers at her house back in JB  while her parents are not in. i was sort of close with her family too  (her dad exspecially cuz he's the dean of our faculty!) and being the  pengapit of the night is a nice experience even though it was the first  time for me for such a grand night!. funny how she was the one who was very choosy when it comes to men and she never really had a boyfriend before. her husband is her first and last love. and how cute it is that her husband is much shorter than her cuz she is naturaly very tall. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i pray for my fren's happiness, may they always be together forever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tk sempat to take the pics as i was busy being the pengapit but i managed to take a few and curik from a fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ3o4tCTeI/AAAAAAAAAiE/FMPLI46WOyg/s1600/162696_1775052179749_1342656955_1958725_5224637_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ3oox0tpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rx9VHvWLceg/s1600/IMG00103-20101222-1953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ3oox0tpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rx9VHvWLceg/s320/IMG00103-20101222-1953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554125411735352978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;make up session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ5VEnTEpI/AAAAAAAAAic/lQ1y0d78BW0/s1600/DSC02596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ5VEnTEpI/AAAAAAAAAic/lQ1y0d78BW0/s320/DSC02596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554127274633269906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ5hQPrZ5I/AAAAAAAAAik/4V4BNwLQn98/s1600/IMG00102-20101222-1946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ5hQPrZ5I/AAAAAAAAAik/4V4BNwLQn98/s320/IMG00102-20101222-1946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554127483913856914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pelamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ3o4tCTeI/AAAAAAAAAiE/FMPLI46WOyg/s1600/162696_1775052179749_1342656955_1958725_5224637_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ3o4tCTeI/AAAAAAAAAiE/FMPLI46WOyg/s320/162696_1775052179749_1342656955_1958725_5224637_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554125416010239458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;comel kan? mcm kakak dgn adik. lol. he is such a nice men and very mature in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ3o3SnRgI/AAAAAAAAAiM/UGLMkAGqH2I/s1600/162951_1775053499782_1342656955_1958726_4509403_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ3o3SnRgI/AAAAAAAAAiM/UGLMkAGqH2I/s320/162951_1775053499782_1342656955_1958726_4509403_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554125415630980610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the girls&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/6015080400198689796-3273979151766235055?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3273979151766235055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3273979151766235055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3273979151766235055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3273979151766235055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/12/ctots-reception.html' title='ctot&apos;s reception.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TRQ3oox0tpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rx9VHvWLceg/s72-c/IMG00103-20101222-1953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2002823522407233939</id><published>2010-12-19T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:28:00.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i stalk this man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i knew about him some time ago. only recently that i started to read his &lt;a href="http://masafzal.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and watch his videos. the fact that he is so strong despite his condition really touch my heart. and for some reasons, he reminds me of my late mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to fight cancer is not easy. to take care &amp;amp; to give support for a cancer patient is another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al fatihah mas afzal &amp;amp; my dearest mama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QtfMyEHJsn4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QtfMyEHJsn4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eis66Au5E0Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eis66Au5E0Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Messenger of Allah (sallallahu alaihi wa-sallam)                     said: "The people most severely tested are the Prophets, then                     the righteous, then the next best and the next best. A man                     will be tested in accordance with the degree of his religious                     commitment; the stronger his religious commitment, the                     stronger his test."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;strong&gt;[Tuhfat al-Ahwadhi (7:78)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-2002823522407233939?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2002823522407233939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2002823522407233939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2002823522407233939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2002823522407233939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-stalk-this-man.html' title='i stalk this man.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6181843000014409673</id><published>2010-12-13T01:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:38:42.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>go(blog).</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i've created two new blogs! weeee. (semangat tk? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much actually but one blog is about wedding stuffs and the other is on my research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;since i'm getting married probably end of next year, i think i should already start with the preparations. and ppl keep reminding me about the venue &amp;amp; said 'dewan kene book awal!'. ok fine. so i start surveying the venue and secara tk langsung nye survey la jugak other wedding-related stuffs. i realize there's A LOT of things to do. so the blog is to make it easier for me to look at  &amp;amp; share all the stuffs related and probably ppl too can share opinions &amp;amp; ideas! (am i too excited for this? is it too early? :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the other blog is what i plan to share on my research and what i've learn along the way. there's a lot i've learnt so far, too much information that sometimes makes it hard for me to remember everything. so the blog is kinda my revision on everything i know and to link all the things/websites related to my project. it's inspired too from a professor that shares everything about his research on his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so feel free to visit if u want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://socalledbridetobe.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://socalledbridetobe.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myedustory.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myedustory.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-6181843000014409673?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6181843000014409673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=6181843000014409673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6181843000014409673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6181843000014409673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/12/goblog.html' title='go(blog).'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5568544204496433701</id><published>2010-12-13T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:14:25.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>calon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so me &amp;amp; my lil bro met up with (so-called) papa's 'calon'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to react to this. i dont know why it bothers me anyway. mixed feelings. kejap sad, kejap okey. confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i always wanted him to meet someone so that ade org boleh teman him. jaga him. but bile dh nmpak mcm serious ke arah tu, there's a voice inside my head that says 'mane boleh!', 'nobody can replace my mum!' and 'i can take care of him!'. another voice will go 'she's not gonna be a good wife for u!' tapi bile pikir blk, apekejadah aku nk pkir sgt nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shouldn't be judging ppl based on appearance or 1st impressions. nobody is perfect. so i'm just gonna go positive about this for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a piece of advise from a friend. 'she won't be the same as ur mom. she won't. but at least, accept her as a friend pn dh ckup'. and my fiance ask me to give him a chance and always pray good things for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiiiiineeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetibe jumpe video ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cPlQgD0rgKk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cPlQgD0rgKk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. kelakar wei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5568544204496433701?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5568544204496433701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5568544204496433701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5568544204496433701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5568544204496433701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/12/calon.html' title='calon.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6145649841864965661</id><published>2010-12-09T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T18:21:28.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>risau.</title><content type='html'>i used to called my late mom a paranoid bcuz she worries about almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she worries about me driving alone at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she worries about me going to the shops alone (even if its just walking distance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she worries when i go out with some random guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she worries when i'm sick. (she worries it'll be worse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she worries about everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes thought that she was over protective and over caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i think i become just like her. i worry about almost everything. i think too much. and i become very sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever have that feeling when u care so much about people that u just want them to be happy and u dont want anything bad for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all so ridicolous and confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i feel old and i miss my mum. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-6145649841864965661?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6145649841864965661/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5492955680846246637</id><published>2010-11-29T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T17:37:00.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i freak out sometimes when he becomes more and more (sort of) religious. not because of him, but because i'm like waaay different. it's not like he's an ustaz or something. he's just trying to be better in the hope of being a good husband, which i respect and i like. only thing is, i'm scared i couldn't be a good wife for someone that is sooo good to me. i judge myself sometimes, which i know i shouldn't because even he never judges me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i chatted with a friend of mine who's married to an imam. and she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;".ermm ***** bkn jenis paksa terus tukar semua benda,smpi dkt 5 thn kawin  pon,kita still pakai jeans semua..hehe tp bila dh kawin lain,awak syg  dia lebih sbb awk isteri dia,sure awk ikut sikit2 :) sblm kita kawin  pon,kita fikir benda sama dgn awk jugak :) takpe perlahan2, insyaallah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder nowadays asyik nk carik loose clothes je. tk sedar dh change a little. :P&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/6015080400198689796-5492955680846246637?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5492955680846246637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5492955680846246637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5492955680846246637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5492955680846246637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/11/change.html' title='change.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3468904523955991726</id><published>2010-11-28T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T05:49:25.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laptop handbags.</title><content type='html'>i want these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJbgKaqJFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FKoyks6Dp5I/s1600/liz-laptop-bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJbgKaqJFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FKoyks6Dp5I/s320/liz-laptop-bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544594699356611666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJa_LxyqZI/AAAAAAAAAfg/UKUonZHBsjU/s1600/Slimline_Closeup_8-thumb-240x318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJa_LxyqZI/AAAAAAAAAfg/UKUonZHBsjU/s320/Slimline_Closeup_8-thumb-240x318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544594132786391442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJa-oW6pTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XgmrZxpTzqA/s1600/melania_laptopbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJa-oW6pTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XgmrZxpTzqA/s320/melania_laptopbag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544594123278427442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJa-SS7uRI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/knr-4eq0Mgg/s1600/kate-spade-laptop-bag-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJa-SS7uRI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/knr-4eq0Mgg/s320/kate-spade-laptop-bag-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544594117356140818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJa9_xN60I/AAAAAAAAAfI/t4KdBujNbLY/s1600/linandleo-laptop-thumb-438x234-105162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJa9_xN60I/AAAAAAAAAfI/t4KdBujNbLY/s320/linandleo-laptop-thumb-438x234-105162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544594112382888770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz they look good, plus i dont have to bring extra bag as my handbag. get it? easier cuz i'm bringing my laptop everyday to office/lab to do my works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...dh carik tak jumpeee. all these bags i found on the internet are designer bags and its so expensive. i wonder where can i get one with an affordable price too. suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-3468904523955991726?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3468904523955991726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3468904523955991726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3468904523955991726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3468904523955991726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/11/laptop-handbags.html' title='laptop handbags.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TPJbgKaqJFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FKoyks6Dp5I/s72-c/liz-laptop-bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-9047996641916690204</id><published>2010-11-18T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T01:12:30.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13.11.2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY8zmfVR6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/AqNsEbVh-Pk/s1600/Azt%2B214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY8zmfVR6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/AqNsEbVh-Pk/s320/Azt%2B214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541183248728934306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;i met him almost 2 years ago at an island. i was following a good friend of mine,&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://theazalia.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-down-10-more-to-go.html"&gt;puchi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;for  an island getaway with her coursemates of UITM.  we didn't talk that  much to each other while we were there unlike the others.   back  to our hometown, we (the others on the trip) kept in touch with each  other including him. the first time we went out together, that was the  time we got to know each other better. honestly, on that day, i knew  that he's the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we quickly clicked and fell for each  other. it happened also with full encouragement from wan and puchi  constantly telling us that we'd make a good couple (lol. thnks guys). in  just weeks (i think) of dating, we're already talking about marriage!  crazy i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he always tell me in his own way that one day, he wants me to be his wife. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;i think, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;proposal. right from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then  one night, he surprised me with his plan. to get engaged a month later.  no bended knee or romantic proposal like in the movies, he spoke  directly to my dad. i was shocked but happy. and i think the sincerity  is the most romantic thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we are, engaged to each  other. with hope that our rezeki dimurahkan dan dimudahkan so that we  can finally get married. i was worried too at first since he's not  financially stable yet, but this hadis kinda change my mind a lil bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'tiga golongan yg berhak ditolong Allah ialah pejuang di jln Allah, hamba yg ingin merdeka  dan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orang2 yang ingin berkahwin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Maha Mengetahui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY6SJfbFsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IjU2Sa104Og/s1600/DSC03635%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY6SJfbFsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IjU2Sa104Og/s320/DSC03635%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541180474985748162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY6RzHSMoI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-hhhLuhGOXE/s1600/DSC03571%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY6RzHSMoI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-hhhLuhGOXE/s320/DSC03571%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541180468978922114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY-vMYtSRI/AAAAAAAAAe4/nW3y3p_7WQk/s320/Azt%2B342edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541185372025604370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY-vTbg1sI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Qaustg8ePZA/s1600/Azt%2B344edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY-vTbg1sI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Qaustg8ePZA/s320/Azt%2B344edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541185373916419778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-9047996641916690204?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TOY8zmfVR6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/AqNsEbVh-Pk/s72-c/Azt%2B214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-4672474084485165653</id><published>2010-09-27T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:28:49.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>raya 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKFSbQr17EI/AAAAAAAAAdw/VLn59k8KwC0/s1600/46856_159126257436036_100000159888416_567220_2942344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzi_X6t2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZuzKGHLp25A/s1600/DSC02518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzi_X6t2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZuzKGHLp25A/s320/DSC02518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521610556864903010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apparently, my uncle at kedah built this rakit/boat thingy for the river behind atuk's hse so we took a chance to experience the err..not so very clean river-cruise a day before raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCziXiTSgI/AAAAAAAAAdg/k936F1TohOQ/s1600/DSC02522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCziXiTSgI/AAAAAAAAAdg/k936F1TohOQ/s320/DSC02522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521610546171038210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzh8_CUwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ouv9dFyLkNw/s1600/DSC02523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzh8_CUwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ouv9dFyLkNw/s320/DSC02523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521610539043803906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzhULRhBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1En8PJYWz4o/s1600/DSC02524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzhULRhBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1En8PJYWz4o/s320/DSC02524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521610528089277458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spend a lot of time with these 3 little whackos. kinda miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzgxyNimI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mWbZ5KbSVeQ/s1600/DSC02539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzgxyNimI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mWbZ5KbSVeQ/s320/DSC02539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521610518857353826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCx2UYETjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WRALG55rNFU/s1600/DSC02534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCx2UYETjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WRALG55rNFU/s320/DSC02534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521608689896934962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCx1xUypgI/AAAAAAAAAc4/jmvn6KxaRJU/s1600/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCx1xUypgI/AAAAAAAAAc4/jmvn6KxaRJU/s320/DSC02554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521608680487953922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;family photo!&lt;br /&gt;(abang could not make it as he just got a new job at that time and could not take a leave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKFSbQr17EI/AAAAAAAAAdw/VLn59k8KwC0/s1600/46856_159126257436036_100000159888416_567220_2942344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKFSbQr17EI/AAAAAAAAAdw/VLn59k8KwC0/s320/46856_159126257436036_100000159888416_567220_2942344_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521785246421740610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to kl, raya-ing with mum's side of the family, anita's engagement and oh, abang &amp;amp; astra engagement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCx1PjNrXI/AAAAAAAAAco/_Hl4B1k4D4w/s1600/IMG00016-20100918-1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCx1PjNrXI/AAAAAAAAAco/_Hl4B1k4D4w/s320/IMG00016-20100918-1312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521608671421640050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the annual raya gathering with the usuals. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCx0ldEfAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/5YGWwHu2g0M/s1600/DSC02592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCx0ldEfAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/5YGWwHu2g0M/s320/DSC02592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521608660121582594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so many open houses this year. looking fwd though for a raya gathering with the gedz (if everyone's available).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bliss!&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/6015080400198689796-4672474084485165653?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/4672474084485165653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=4672474084485165653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4672474084485165653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4672474084485165653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-2010.html' title='raya 2010'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TKCzi_X6t2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZuzKGHLp25A/s72-c/DSC02518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-1228754374595245749</id><published>2010-09-06T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:41:12.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th September 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since i've blogged. been kinda busy with work/studies. lotsa things in mind to blog but it didn't come out perfectly in words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm currently preparing for my 1st stage presentation for my masters. it took quite a while for me to actually put together everything in place, proposals and everything. one year baru betul2 faham! actually still blur2 but i think i've improved a lot. byk ilmu dh dpt. it's not that easy u know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly to say, a week after raya, i got an elective class i need to attend. on weekends! both days, 9 to 5. oh well. oh and that weekend too, my family gonna go for rombongan merisik/bertunang for my brother. guess i couldn't join them. hope everything goes well with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the week after, i'll be going to JB for my presentation. this one is like one of the very first big evaluation of the students. presenting the proposal of individual's research in front of all the professors, lecturers and students. dh lame tak present wei. cuak gak la. hope everything goes well with that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramadhan is coming to an end! i gotta say, this year's ramadhan i've been better than before. kesedaran tu brtambah sket la. thanks to syib yg banyak bimbing. belum jadi suami lagi ni. alhamdulillah. although most of the time, i always feel like i dont deserve him and he deserves a lot better. maybe i'm still accepting the fact that a guy that nice would wanna be with me. oh well. if i keep complaining about this, i think my frens would just be mad at me. right guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there's that one night where syib came to my hse and had buka puasa with me and my dad followed by terawih prayers together. i was simply..well, happy of course. finally he meets my dad showing how serious he is. thank god everything went well. they actually get along pretty well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raya as usual i'll be balik kampung to kedah visiting my relatives there. although ramai dh yg tak balik but my dad still nk balik kampung halaman die tu, so layan jela. preparations for raya? simple je. kuih raya pun beli from friends and tk banyak like last year. had my baju raya tailored and ter-beli another baju kurung. hehe. that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, one more thing. few of my close friends are planning to get married by next year. fai and fadhilah's getting married around april. another two friends (i cant mention their name) planning to get engaged by january and april. wan's planning to get engaged for a few months and nikah by the end of the year. not to forget my dearest ex-roomate is getting married by this december and i'm gonna be her pengapit! happy happy for them! but then, bila very close friends are getting married, the pressure is on! but oh well, jodoh di tangan tuhan kan. God knows well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chow for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6015080400198689796-1228754374595245749?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/1228754374595245749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=1228754374595245749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1228754374595245749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1228754374595245749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/09/7th-september-2010.html' title='7th September 2010'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3055755195659443287</id><published>2010-08-10T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T02:08:38.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TGEWy7ux7iI/AAAAAAAAAbo/OIeK_NC5GaI/s1600/ramadhan5nu8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TGEWy7ux7iI/AAAAAAAAAbo/OIeK_NC5GaI/s320/ramadhan5nu8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503705283906629154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selamat Berpuasa dan Menyambut Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Ramadhan kali ini lebih diberkati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&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/6015080400198689796-3055755195659443287?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3055755195659443287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3055755195659443287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3055755195659443287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3055755195659443287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramadhan.html' title='Ramadhan.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TGEWy7ux7iI/AAAAAAAAAbo/OIeK_NC5GaI/s72-c/ramadhan5nu8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5684808510702439668</id><published>2010-06-27T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:03:38.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the sweetest thing.</title><content type='html'>i just realize one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, just maybe, he/the other  half/the bf was sent to me by God to make me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok spiritual sangat pulak bunyik nyer. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the  thing is, i'm just touched and amazed of his sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so  wanna be a good husband to me someday. a perfect husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betul,  seorang suami tu besar tanggungjawabnya. and dah mmg idaman aku nk ada  suami yg  beriman dan boleh membimbing aku menjadi org yg lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi  tak sangka la pulak preparationnya begitu dasyat skali. terharu beb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting  a few months ago, he was constantly learning to be better. belajar ilmu  agama, cuba untuk solat di masjid everytime prayers. what's even  better, apa dia belajar die ajar aku jugak. so secara tak langsung aku  pn belajar sama2 which is a good thing really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime we go  out, die suka bawak aku pergi masjid untuk solat. macam semua masjid pun  aku dh masuk. ok tipulah semua. tapi banyak la. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also  bought me some islamic books which surprisingly i find them interesting  to read. macam eh, tetibe je bagi. pandai pulak tu pilih buku yg sesuai  dgn jiwa aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like he deserves someone  better, he is waaaay too nice but come to think of it, maybe we were  meant to be with each other. bak kata orang, saling melengkapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lelaki yang baik untuk  perempuan yang baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what he did actually influences me to  be a better person too.  i know i'm not perfect, iman tak cukup kuat,  but it's never too late to change bit by bit kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also  touched that he actually tries hard to find money for us to be married.  with his photography jobs here and there, selling his photos online,  applying scholarships, jobs. terharu, sangat terharu. i didn't realize  he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now  what i can do is doa and bersyukur. bersyukur sangat-sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moga-moga  Allah panjangkan jodoh kami dan satukan hati kami satu hari nanti bile  sampai waktunya. Dia lebih tahu mane yg baik dan yang buruk. after all,  Dia yang menentukan semuanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is, all the things he  did are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sweetest thing ever&lt;/span&gt;.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TCchnohnK0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/DHkBYvT7slU/s1600/tumblr_l0sr7q0GhJ1qaf82qo1_400_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TCchnohnK0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/DHkBYvT7slU/s320/tumblr_l0sr7q0GhJ1qaf82qo1_400_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487391635751250754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/6015080400198689796-5684808510702439668?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5684808510702439668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5684808510702439668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5684808510702439668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5684808510702439668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweetest-thing_27.html' title='the sweetest thing.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TCchnohnK0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/DHkBYvT7slU/s72-c/tumblr_l0sr7q0GhJ1qaf82qo1_400_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3644648050728795811</id><published>2010-05-31T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:31:51.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TASBtIetarI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YdYHg1_Pp-U/s1600/DSC02146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TASBtIetarI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YdYHg1_Pp-U/s320/DSC02146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645659159751346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm back after 15 days being away. it was indeed the best trip ever. one nice, different and peaceful experience. masjidil haram is the best place to be. balik2 malaysia terus rindu. u can never get that kinda feeling here in malaysia. seronok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop was Madinah, where we spent a few days praying at Masjid Nabawi. our room from the hotel was facing directly to the mosque. view mmg baaaaik punyaaa but the sliding door to the balcony takleh bukak so x dapat nk amik gamba view masjid nabawi. pffft. the best part/place of the mosque is raudhah, which Rasulullah said one of the taman-taman syurga. sebelah tu makam Rasulullah, together with Saidina Umar and Saidina Abu Bakar. (i hope i get this right. lol. focus makam nabi je.)  masuk2 je raudhah tu, setelah berhempas pulas berebut2 ngn mak2 arab yg badan2 besar tu, i dont know why, tetibe je berjurai2 air mata. sayu je rasenye. the worst part is i cant stop crying! sampailah dh keluar from raudhah tu. sangatlah pelik tapi doa je lah. oh apart from that, shopping kat madinah sangatlah menggoda iman. macam2 adaaa. and they're ridicolously cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very nervous mase nk pegi mekah. dhlah ngn uztaz tu cite macam2, ade orang x nampak kaabah la, ade orang tetibe jadi ular la.  sheessh, scary wei. time tu doa banyak2 supaya diterima. ceh cuak lebih plak kan. we arrived there at night, x silap around 10 or 11 camtu then terus pergi buat umrah. meaning sampai2 check in hotel then terus ke masjidil haram, mase tu dh almost midnight la kot. nampak je masjidil haram dari luar, ya allah cantiknyeee. mase tu dh ikut sorang uztaz yang hensem tu guide. lol. sambil bertalbiah masuk, nampak kaabah terus nangis. sayu, bersyukur, happy. smue ade. but this time leh mengawal perasaan unlike mase 1st time kat raudhah. aneh je. alhamdulillah, dptlah tawaf 7 kali and saie 7 kali. saie tu yg penat! tapi best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so about a week kat situ, solat berjemaah jela kat masjid tu 5 times a day which is sangat seronok sbb RAMAI GILE orang pergi smayang. like every single person pergi solat. kedai2 pn tutup. kat malaysia mane jumpe camtu wei. lagi2 pahala satu solat di masjidil haram same dgn 100 000 kali solat di masjid2 lain. time suboh, mgrib and isya plg best sbb tak panas. haha. apart from that, adelah ziarah here and there. melawat tmpat2 bersejarah which i mostly dh tak ingat. pfft. nasib baikla ustaz2 hensem tu bercerita balik kisah2 nabi, baru lah dpt recall balik. it was fun! rase beruntung dpt tgk2 tempat2 tu smue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm wut else is there eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ice cream and juices sangatlah sedap. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pak arab di madinah adalah gatal. suke2 je nk buat aku bini nombor 2 and pegang2. ape kes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byk peminta sedekah kat tgh2 jalan. bukan tepi2 tau. tengah2. ustaz dh pesan awal2, kalau nk sedekah jgn bagi open, sbb kalau bagi sorang, semua akan datang kat kite. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical things. kurma, kacang, candies, shopping malls dea pn boleh tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats about it. it was a fun trip indeed. ade perubahan? hm i hope so. slowly bit by bit. insyaallah. and i hope doa2 di sana dimakbulkan. skarang pun, i can see already some of them termakbul. alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau dimurahkan rezeki, i want to go there again. kalau FREE, tiap2 tahun nk pegi. lol.&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/6015080400198689796-3644648050728795811?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3644648050728795811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3644648050728795811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3644648050728795811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3644648050728795811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/05/15-days.html' title='15 days.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/TASBtIetarI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YdYHg1_Pp-U/s72-c/DSC02146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-4925615799611958002</id><published>2010-05-09T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:30:37.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>umrah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i'll be leaving for umrah soon. friday to be exact. nervous gileeeeeeee but excited and happy at the same time. all this thoughts came into my mind, 'bleh ke buat ni?', 'layak ke? solat pun tak perfect'.' bende sunat2 kat sini pun jarang buat, diterima ke kat sane?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not a perfect muslim. sembahyang pun tak perfect, baca quran pun tak pakar. tapi mungkin dgn umrah ni, i'll be a better person. who knows? for me, ikhlas tu penting. dalam apape pun. i'll never do anything just because ppl asked me to, contohnye, mase 1st time pakai tudung, takde sape yang suruh. it comes naturally. i just feel i wanna wear it. memang, maybe dgn pakai tudung pun, i'm still not perfect but it gets better. we can't change drastically kan. at least ade niat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st time my auntie ajak pergi umrah with 2 of my cousins, niat tu ade tapi mungkin tak terbuka lagi hati. after a while, the other auntie nak pegi so ajak skali, at first nak tanak jugak, then tetibe ade problems with my auntie's passport, kene postpone. at that time rase mcm frust pun ade. mase tu baru rase that i really wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so alhamdulillah, dapat jugak pergi on this 14th.  mmg berharap sgt dpt pergi this few months sbb nk buat in my 1st semester of study-tak bz sgt lagi. kalau masuk 2nd semester, most probably dh start bz, takut takde peluang nk pegi dah. walaupun in 2 weeks time tu, byk keje boleh setel. tapi takpelah, hopefully boleh siapkan apape yg patut before leaving and lepas balik harap2 smuenye berjalan lancar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i wish to apologize to all of you reading this blog kalau ada salah dan silap, terambik duit ke, terambik barang ke, mintak halalkan semuanya. doakan jugak umrah ni dipermudahkan dan diberkati oleh-Nya dan selamat pergi dan pulang. Amin. :)&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/6015080400198689796-4925615799611958002?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/4925615799611958002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=4925615799611958002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4925615799611958002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4925615799611958002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/05/umrah.html' title='umrah.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6291598510548337455</id><published>2010-05-01T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:31:05.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where would you wish to wake up tomorrow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VJAUGg4081Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VJAUGg4081Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; anywhere with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-6291598510548337455?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6291598510548337455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=6291598510548337455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6291598510548337455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6291598510548337455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-would-you-wish-to-wake-up.html' title='where would you wish to wake up tomorrow?'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3216857251002409071</id><published>2010-03-21T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:06:37.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not really my favourite weekend.</title><content type='html'>alkisah keretaku,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suis tingkap cannot function properly. windows stuck xleh tutup. tukar suis = rm135&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handle pintu broken. cannot open dari luar. tukar handle = rm60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(alang2) tukar minyak hitam, oil filter = rm64&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;total&lt;/span&gt; = rm259&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian terima kasih. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jaga kereta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEMANG&lt;/span&gt; macam jaga anak. pfft!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-3216857251002409071?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3216857251002409071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3216857251002409071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3216857251002409071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3216857251002409071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-really-my-favourite-weekend.html' title='not really my favourite weekend.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2810094585770813447</id><published>2010-02-27T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T06:50:50.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>have u ever want something so bad it makes u cry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eB3cMV70qSw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eB3cMV70qSw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FmnDXRJ7btE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FmnDXRJ7btE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these videos just moved me today. i watched the one with the baby story from na's blog and the other one (book of love)  is tagged by wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sangat touching and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel to wanna be married and have a baby (a family) so much more. like seriously tak tipu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess when the time comes u'll realize what u want the most in your life huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-2810094585770813447?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2810094585770813447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2810094585770813447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2810094585770813447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2810094585770813447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-u-ever-want-something-so-bad-it.html' title='have u ever want something so bad it makes u cry?'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-1345954240586848236</id><published>2010-02-02T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:49:36.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i dont know why but maybe this love month just suddenly makes me feel so lovey dovey angau mode. and..of course, looking at ur close fren/ex-rommate engagement pics just didnt help.  ceh padahal takde kene mengene, nk jugak jadikan alasan. this are one of the moments where i always look back at this. something he gave me when we got together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/S2jhAGSSlEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/jpKy5s0ipV8/s1600-h/Sabar+itu+Kasih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/S2jhAGSSlEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/jpKy5s0ipV8/s320/Sabar+itu+Kasih.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433840342226080834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and keep on saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ur time will come, hana!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sabar itu separuh drp iman..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'keje la weih. angau plak!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&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/6015080400198689796-1345954240586848236?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/1345954240586848236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=1345954240586848236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1345954240586848236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1345954240586848236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-month.html' title='love month.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/S2jhAGSSlEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/jpKy5s0ipV8/s72-c/Sabar+itu+Kasih.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3863715229908338896</id><published>2010-02-02T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T01:47:51.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayangilah kereta anda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i had a car accident a few days ago. langgar honda city yg brek tibe2 and somehow i lost control pastu langgar blakang. luckily the lady tu baik and cooperate dgn begitu bagus sekali. except the fact yg dea nk jugak report polis. so agak leceh have to go to jln bandar tongah2 kl to repot.(now i know!) but oh well. experienceee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impak maksima kat kreta tu takla sebesar impak maksima kat hati ni. and takla jugak sebesar impak maksima kat duit poket aku. lol. spent almost 1k gak la termasuk saman. *sigh* kenapelah jage kereta ni mcm jage anak orang? pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas ni bwk ngn penuh berhemah(iye ke?). sayang doh kete walaupun viva je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib tak bwk mini cooper s lagi. &lt;br /&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/6015080400198689796-3863715229908338896?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3863715229908338896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3863715229908338896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3863715229908338896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3863715229908338896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/02/sayangilah-kereta-anda.html' title='sayangilah kereta anda.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-7771974130805352041</id><published>2010-01-11T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:39:13.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>atuk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my atuk passed away early yesterday morning. i was a bit shocked when achik called around 2am and told me 'atuk dah takde'. after suboh prayers, me, my dad and bro went straight to atuk's house. i was a bit sad cuz i think around last week, my dad ajak pegi jumpe but i refused cuz i was tired at that time so mcm fikir, maybe next wkeend or something. no wonder these past few days teringat2 jugak le kat atuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atuk died in his sleep. achik realized this cuz normally atuk will call her name or the maid's name every 5-10 mins cuz he always have difficulties to sleep. thats what the maid told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achik lives with atuk. she's not married. she doesnt have her own family. she took care of atuk for years. and now, when i put myself in her situation, i feel so so sad.  pengorbanan achik taking care of atuk jauh lagi berat from the time i took care of my mother. i always complain before this, that i feel so alone after my mum passed away. well now, imagine achik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila cium jenazah atuk, rasa sedih sangat. i didn't expect myself to cry that much. things i'll always remember about atuk is that he's really a strong man. sure sakit every now and then, but he managed to pull himself together i guess. nyanyuk-nyanyuk atuk, itulah yg akan we all slalu ingat. lupe lupe atuk, but he always remember me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atuk mmg comel. dan yg plg tak lupe, atuk mmg slalu advise cucu-cucunya, 'belajar rajin2', 'keje elok2'. walaupun every time jumpe sure kene update blk tgh buat ape skrg. and after 5 seconds, dea akan tanye balik the same question. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atuk will always be remembered. so does arwah opah. and arwah mama. may they rest in peace. semoga mereka ditempatkan di kalangan orang2 mulia. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Al-fatihah Hj Zulkifli B. Abd Rahman 1918-2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6015080400198689796-7771974130805352041?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/7771974130805352041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=7771974130805352041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7771974130805352041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7771974130805352041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/01/atuk.html' title='atuk.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-1277774394441303722</id><published>2010-01-04T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:58:08.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;new year started with a simple celebration (well, sort of) with the usuals. nothing much but just simple eating-pizzas-playing-uno-get-together kinda thing. watched fireworks just outside my home sweet home on midnight. x payah susah2 nk pegi tempat ramai2. serabut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the ones yang sebaya, 2010 is the tahun suku abad weih. we're gonna be a bunch of 25 year olds! nooooo. forever 21~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days of new year started dgn tidak penuh semangatnye. patut new year, azam baru, lagi semangat kan. pfft. but because of the few long weekends, it kinda affects the mood to work or study. plus, i had one of the worst pms; period pain &amp;amp; mood swings everywhere since last 2 weeks. so agak tak berjalan sgt la all the work/studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni baru nk mule balik. i need some motivation. momentum to study tu agak lost but i know i'll find it somewhere. good luck to me~! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/S0LGaaS1c9I/AAAAAAAAAao/jFTJg5otVVY/s1600-h/19362_233092321131_529436131_3050970_2718016_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/S0LGaaS1c9I/AAAAAAAAAao/jFTJg5otVVY/s320/19362_233092321131_529436131_3050970_2718016_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423115058344719314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Happy New Year Everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6015080400198689796-1277774394441303722?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/1277774394441303722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=1277774394441303722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1277774394441303722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1277774394441303722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/S0LGaaS1c9I/AAAAAAAAAao/jFTJg5otVVY/s72-c/19362_233092321131_529436131_3050970_2718016_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3524493457668275322</id><published>2009-12-27T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:46:49.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>akhir tahun.</title><content type='html'>its almost the end of the year! a few days left and we'll be in the year 2010. sungguh cepat masa berlalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet next year gonna be like the wedding year. ramai betul orang nk kawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, azam baru tahun depan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  to study hard and smart for the masters. no pressure plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  to stop feeling sad of my late mum (although i miss her a lot). move on plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. to be more positive. buang itu negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  to stop thinking too much. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this coming new year brings more joy and happiness to me. amiiinn. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-3524493457668275322?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3524493457668275322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3524493457668275322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3524493457668275322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3524493457668275322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/12/akhir-tahun.html' title='akhir tahun.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2769132180771481001</id><published>2009-12-20T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:36:43.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;harini aku bangun pagi dan rasa sedih sangat. malam tadi aku mimpi yang bukan-bukan. salah satunya aku mimpi arwah mama meeting up with the bf. arwah mama suka sangat aku dah jumpe somebody. tiba-tiba aku jadi emo dan sedih sebab teringatkan arwah mama. aku teringat  dia kate sebelum dia pergi dia nak sangat tengok anak-anak dia kahwin. tak sempat. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi dahlah, malas nk sedih-sedih.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; penat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;redha&lt;/span&gt;, dan sentiasa doakan mama. i still have the ppl around me to make me smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin itu petanda dia happy yang aku dah happy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kot.&lt;/span&gt; (pandai-pandai je wat assumption)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently reading Jodi Picoult's My Sister Keeper yang cite pasal a leukemia's patient and how the family go through with it, conflicts and everything. it reminds me a lot of my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i blame the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi nk bace jugak smpai habis sbb best. pfft.&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/6015080400198689796-2769132180771481001?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2769132180771481001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2769132180771481001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2769132180771481001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2769132180771481001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-blues.html' title='sunday blues.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-95991894845538187</id><published>2009-12-11T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:05:21.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm finally home! after 2 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with the registration. now i'm officially a student. chaiyok chaiyok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabah trip was good. hiking up mount kinabalu was super duper tiring, mental habis ah. ended up with sakit kaki yang amat, cracked lips, rusukku sakit dan macam-macam lagi. but it was a nice experience indeed. the view up there, terbaiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going down is a LOT tougher than going up. plus, dengan kakiku yg sakit, i climbed down in pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thumbs up to my dad cuz at his age, he managed to reach the peak and go down safely. gua lagi pancit ok. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't go sightseeing that much cuz after the hiking part, smue dh sakit2 badan, sakit2 kaki. we did pass through Ranau town and Kundasang. Kundasang view was awesome. Then we just walk around pekan KK. we had a chance to eat seafood at one famous seafood restaurant there. crabs, prawns, fishes there besar besar gabak. the last night i was there, i met up with Sue, my dear good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, best la! will i go hiking up mount kinabalu again? maybe. but i need real training next time. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMTbMfx6UI/AAAAAAAAAZw/wybFMjM4QH8/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMTbMfx6UI/AAAAAAAAAZw/wybFMjM4QH8/s320/DSC01797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414192534961383746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see the trail? mental mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMOSs8uNrI/AAAAAAAAAZY/6LrhnKELa5c/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMOSs8uNrI/AAAAAAAAAZY/6LrhnKELa5c/s320/DSC01803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414186891495749298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is my dad at Laban Rata, where we rest for a couple of hours before continue our journey to the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMOTMrko3I/AAAAAAAAAZg/f3ghyWMqrzQ/s1600-h/DSC01816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMOTMrko3I/AAAAAAAAAZg/f3ghyWMqrzQ/s320/DSC01816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414186900013753202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the way to the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMOTU1z58I/AAAAAAAAAZo/RtSRr6kGvjs/s1600-h/DSC01831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMOTU1z58I/AAAAAAAAAZo/RtSRr6kGvjs/s320/DSC01831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414186902204180418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMTcMKR1sI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9De_Kisa4Go/s1600-h/DSC01840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMTcMKR1sI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9De_Kisa4Go/s320/DSC01840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414192552051070658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sampai puncak sudah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMTbm0n5WI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9miaxpot9e0/s1600-h/DSC01839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMTbm0n5WI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9miaxpot9e0/s320/DSC01839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414192542028129634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMTcuTJ-xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yWvetdtYnnw/s1600-h/DSC01849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SyMTcuTJ-xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yWvetdtYnnw/s320/DSC01849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414192561215109906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more pics will be uploaded on my FB. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-95991894845538187?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/95991894845538187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=95991894845538187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/95991894845538187'/><link 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type='text'>cuti.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esok cuti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 2 weeks :) (in a way la.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to sabah tuesday. balik kl on sunday. the next day pergi JB for the masters registration, stay there for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa things nk setel for the registration. leceh betul. penjamin la, saksi la, yuran kene byr online tanak cek la, setem hasil la, medical check up la, nak  follow up for the grant application lagi. pastu aku plak buat last2 minute kan. pandaaaaai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, bermulalah perjuangan saya. semoga Allah always with me. ceh mcm nk pergi war je. tapi mcm war pun ape, research kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(hana, pls dont quit this time. this is what u want. follow ur heart.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='cuti.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3406163994389536171</id><published>2009-11-18T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:24:03.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>budak sunyi dan pari-parinya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sumpahkan aku ke sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hidup bersama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mati berdua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;andaiku takdir di sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;rangkullah aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;peluklah aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jangan kau puja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jangan kau hina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ikhlasku dan jujurku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jangan kau puja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jangan kau hina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ikhlasku dan jujurku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sempatkah aku ke sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ku takut semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hilang bernama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ambilku dan bawa lari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;kerna ku takut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tiada lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hanya kerna cinta yang ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;aku berserah tinggi kepada-Mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yang Maha Esa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ku butuh cinta dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;engkau yang Maha Esa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;agungkan cinta ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sumpahkan aku ke sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hidup bersama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mati berdua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ambilku dan bawa lari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;kerna ku takut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tiada lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jangan kau puja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jangan kau hina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ikhlasku dan jujurku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dan suatu hari nanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;akan tiba seorang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;memuja cinta kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;meminta hati kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;rangkulkan hati itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dan hulurkan pada Dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tanya pada tuhan kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apakah dia untuk kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-fynn jamal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-3406163994389536171?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3406163994389536171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3406163994389536171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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dying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i got the offer letter already! weeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i' m officially accepted to Program Pengajian Siswazah Sem 2 Sesi 2009/2010. registration will be on the 8th of dec and then there will be briefings on subjects,library, regulations and whatsoever on 10th and 11th. i guess i'll be at JB for a week then. yeay! bole jumpe kwn2 gak kat sane. ruby, confirmla umah ko jd mangsa aku menumpang. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be continuing my work at the cepp branch@enstek. the office gonna pindah soon to kl but not thaaat soon. probably june. excited + takuuut feeling. but this time, it feels right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the family is planning to go to sabah 1st week of dec. one week maybe. and the plan is to go hiking up mount kinabalu! my dad tau yg ajak. 62 years old man, still wanna go hiking. the first question was ' larat ke papa?'. hahaha.  aku ni mmg la excited je bab2 adventure ni. huhu. but plan je lebih, book nye ape pun tak lagi. my dad has a fren there yg gonna arrange for the hiking part and the accomodation as well kot. so kalau everything ok, jadi la kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayers for kak sara. baru dpt tau she got breast cancer. 50% recovery. cancer can just attack anyone huh? scaryyy. tak suke la penyakit taktau punca nih. tau tau je dh ade. camne nk prevent? haruslah jage kesihatan dr skrg ye kawan2. note to self jugak tu. haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard she's in US now doing treatment. chemoteraphy to be exact. just like my mum dulu. chemo chemo and chemo. urgh benci la chemo tu yg membunuh sbnrnye. chemicals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. what to do. dh takdir. semoga k.sara sembuh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;live like u're dying and never stop trying&lt;br /&gt;it's all you can do, use what's been given to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenka&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/6015080400198689796-2998894104625945201?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2998894104625945201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2998894104625945201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2998894104625945201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2998894104625945201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/11/live-like-ure-dying.html' title='live like u&apos;re dying.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-4990477830844422426</id><published>2009-11-08T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:04:51.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ba wau ra nge = boring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this weekend is soo boring. tak brape nk ade aktiviti sgt la. and dgn keadaan yg berkeseorangan di rumah lagilah tak membantu kan. haih. papa, come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was planning to go servis kete and basuh kete skali on saturday tapi in the end tak buat ape pun. pagi2 dh sibok basuh baju and kemas rumah everything pastu suddenly dpt call from One Utama, asking me to pick up the prize that i won for a contest which i dont even remember masuk pun. apparently i was the 7th prize winner for ntah ape punye contest ntah, dapatla OSIM's uPapa Massager which is quite cool tapi i dont think i'll be using it sangat sbb kuat gile ok. ni mengurut ke nk patahkan tulang orang? haha. so i guess bagi papa jela gune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik2 from OU, gitu gini pastu hujan. so tido la kejap. lps tu still hujan, so dh malas nk kluar and do anything. so i stay at home mengadap laptop main game. i was so bored i dont know what to do. plus i was agak marah with my brother so cam ah malas ah nk layan. dah down2 nangis2 ape smue so i went out to curve last night sorang2 do a little shopping. bought myself a bag and a blouse. huhu. shopping is a gooood therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought nk pegi tido umah my cousin sbb dh mcm tension duduk rumah, but then dh plan with hani and shira to go fish spa-ing at mid valley today morning (sunday) sbb ade coupon yg tk pakai2 lagi. and then sbb sangap we watched Pisau Cukur. funny movie. and the character Faqir is cuuutee. balik from mid valley, i'm still bored. ah bosannye duduk rumah yg sunyi sepi ni! pastu the bf lak busy and have so much to do with his family. hmmph. thank god fai and din ade, so we went lepak for a while at williams mkn chicken premium yum yum and ice blended mango longan. terbaaaik. (tetibe rase haus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is working day already?! damnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how my life would be bile dh buat masters. will it gonna be as hectic as i heard it would be? and i may not have time for my social life anymore? and the policy weekend means no work dh takleh pakai? damn. i hope i'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s**t la. boleh ke ni?&lt;br /&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/6015080400198689796-4990477830844422426?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/4990477830844422426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=4990477830844422426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4990477830844422426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4990477830844422426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/11/ba-wau-ra-nge-boring.html' title='ba wau ra nge = boring.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-933575689663387639</id><published>2009-11-03T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:18:05.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>substitutes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you don't have the company of your parents anymore, you tighten your faith in God or tighten your relationship with your loved one and they will work as a substitute.-blogged by Liza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that is so true!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at the end of the day, it all actually depends on ourselves to change the way things are and make us feel happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i lost my mum, i feel i have no one to turn to. the only thing i could do is to turn to God. i pray everyday that God would make me stronger. i took time to recite the quran or yassin every now and then after solat. at least once a week. i've tried to prevent myself from buat banyak dosa because i always think of arwah. dosa anak2 ditanggung mak bapak remember? kalau buat byk dosa, imagine how my mum would suffer dlm kubur. diseksa sbb dosa anak2. eiissh. and it's good to always sedekah ayat2 quran utk org yg dh takde. and that's how i learn and still learning to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was never really close to anyone of my relatives i guess. always berkepit with my mum. to them, i guess i look like a shy girl and very pendiam. padahal ngn memembe totally the opposite. after my mum passed away, no doubt i was lost. luckily my aunties selalu ambik berat and ask how i was doing.  days after days, i became closer and closer to them. and my cousins too. even now, i think i'm getting closer to my dad's side of relatives. dulu i thought the formality in them yg make it a bit hard to be close. tapi alaa..sbnrnye diri sniri yg kene take action to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my relationship with my dad was never that close either. at times, adelah rase frust with my dad because he doesnt act like my mum (what?). expectations melampau ek. haha. but then, lame2 i feel much much closer to him. i understand that it's a struggle for him too to be a single parent. (kesedaran hasil dari tgk cite papadom. lalala.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. the one who always make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, they all work as substitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenape sounds wrong eh? ok fine. kesimpulannye, kt sndiri yg membentuk life kite. bak kate ade orang tu; mcm bwk kete, kene pandang depan, kalau tak accident, kalau tak start gear, tak jalan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-933575689663387639?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/933575689663387639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=933575689663387639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/933575689663387639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/933575689663387639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/11/substitutes.html' title='substitutes?'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6492912771338886778</id><published>2009-11-02T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:35:01.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>believe in yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Su_Oj7nN9kI/AAAAAAAAAYo/St9omFGoPmQ/s1600-h/belive-in-urself-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Su_Oj7nN9kI/AAAAAAAAAYo/St9omFGoPmQ/s320/belive-in-urself-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399761594933442114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-6492912771338886778?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6492912771338886778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=6492912771338886778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6492912771338886778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6492912771338886778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='believe in yourself.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Su_Oj7nN9kI/AAAAAAAAAYo/St9omFGoPmQ/s72-c/belive-in-urself-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-7054716948244010121</id><published>2009-10-28T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:45:18.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omg.stop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ah benci lah. semua pun sibok cite pasal kahwin. saje nk jealouskan la tu. diammaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eceh. padahal aku yg pegi tanye2. aku yg pegi bace blog. aku yg pegi tgk gamba. sape suruuuuuh?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeeei. parah dah nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak jugaaaak jadi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bini&lt;/span&gt; orang. lepas tu seteeeel. takyah pikir2 dah. tenaaaang. ade teman sentiasa. ade support sentiasa. buat keje pun leh focus. eceh. ye kee?confident dividen je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade orang kate, ktorg ni cepat sangat. belum pape dh gedebak gedebuk pkir pasal nk kahwin. tapi kalau dh rase it's the right one, salah ke kalau nk disatukan dengan keredhaanNya? 'bercinta lepas kahwin tu lagi bahagiaaa', bak kate ruby aka mrs jerry. yelah, name pun dihalalkan. mesti ah lagi berkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dah dah. kalau dia tau ni mesti dia marah. pkir macam2 je. padahal orang tu tgh berusaha nk carik duit. tapi sape suruh mention it in the first place?. ha ha sape yg salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adakah ini yg dinamakan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sudah sampai seru&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love it when u always make me laugh. &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-7054716948244010121?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/7054716948244010121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=7054716948244010121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7054716948244010121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7054716948244010121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/jealous.html' title='omg.stop.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-18713510386638438</id><published>2009-10-24T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:13:12.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mal's birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the usuals did a bbq nite yesterday at my place (as usual) to celebrate mal's birthday. although birthday sebenar is actually tomorrow. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my hse now dh ade name baru. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bilik gerakan the usuals&lt;/span&gt;. sbb activity the usuals mostly buat at my hse. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SuPcWNdzS2I/AAAAAAAAAXw/76tyckdgw58/s1600-h/DSC01743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SuPcWNdzS2I/AAAAAAAAAXw/76tyckdgw58/s320/DSC01743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396399052649876322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;selamat hari jadi akmal salleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya kita smue dh meningkat tua. tahun depan dah 25. eeeeeeeee scaryyyyyyyy.&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/6015080400198689796-18713510386638438?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/18713510386638438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=18713510386638438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/18713510386638438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/18713510386638438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/mals-birthday.html' title='mal&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SuPcWNdzS2I/AAAAAAAAAXw/76tyckdgw58/s72-c/DSC01743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-1979279277706969724</id><published>2009-10-22T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:14:27.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>persahabatan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;post ini mungkin diilhamkan dari blog seseorang. tapi post ini bukan bertujuan utk dikaitkan dengan apa-apa yg berlaku(mungkin  sikit :P). post ini juga bukan bertujuan meng-follow blog seseorang itu. post ini datang dari hati. jadi ampun maaf kalau anda rase saya salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt; is something yg saya sgt hargai. saya suke berkawan. saya berkawan dengan smue orang. unless org itu yg tak hingin nk kwn ngn saya. saya tak kesah. selama saya hidup, bermacam2 kawan saya jumpa. for me, kt tak sepatutnya memilih utk berkawan. mcm org cun dgn org cun je. org alim warak ngn org alim warak je. org educated ngn org educated je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuma mungkin susah utk kt memahami orang yg tak sekepala dgn kita. jadi kite memilih utk tidak berkawan dgn mereka. tapi manusia macam2 ragam. kt rase kt susah nk faham orang. tp cube fikir, org pun susah nk faham kita sbnrnye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semakin kt tua, semakin kt rase persahabatan yg ade bersama kwn2 rapat kita semakin jauh. its about time maybe, at this age, semua orang dah mula melangkah ke hidup baru. smue dh ade responsibilities masing2. smue akan ada hidup masing2. tp saya percaya, persahabatan itu boleh kekal kalau berusaha dan kt mahu ia kekal. cume we need to figure out how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya pernah ade kawan2 rapat yg mana bila mereka ade kekasih, mereka lupakan saya. lupakan kawan2.  ade juga yang pernah end up dgn lelaki yg saya pernah suke gile mase tu. saya sedih. saya marah. tapi disebabkan saya sayangkan persahabatan, saya make it work. saya maafkan mereka. saya cube memahami keadaan dan saya masih berkawan dgn mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really have a bestfriend. tapi i have a group of close friends yg saya sayang bangat. saya tak suka kawan2 saya sedih. saya tak suka kawan2 saya susah. saya selalu rasa nk tolong mereka sedaya upaya. saya cube tolong mana yg mampu. saya nak kawan2 saya juga happy. saya selalu doakan kawan2 saya. walaupun kadangkala mereka mengecewakan saya atau tak menghargai apa yg saya buat utk mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to you and you&lt;/span&gt;(u know who u are), i hate to see u guys like this. i'm sure there's something that could make it work. ade orang kate lagi rapat kt dgn seseorang, lagi kuat dugaannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to tim&lt;/span&gt;, i miss u so much. aku rindu bebelan dan kesengalan ko. and how we always share our stories. mostly about families. cuz we understand each other rite? i hope ko tak lupe aku lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to sitot&lt;/span&gt;, aku mmg kecik ati ngn ko sbb ko always busy with ur bf. takde time for us. tapi when i found out u're getting married soon and we talked on the phone, i can feel how happy u are. and i'm very very happy for u. finally ex roomate aku ni yg sgt susah to fall in love, jumpe dah 'the one' and akan dinikahkan tak lame lagi. kahwin aku nk meja VIP ok? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all of u, semoga persahabatan kt kekal sampai bile2 ye. :)&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/6015080400198689796-1979279277706969724?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/1979279277706969724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=1979279277706969724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1979279277706969724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1979279277706969724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/persahabatan.html' title='persahabatan.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-7405301596608782823</id><published>2009-10-22T01:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T01:45:14.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"imagine walking at the mall, noticing a dress so beautiful u immediately fell in love with it. u want to buy but u're scared u might not need it, u might not wear it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takut tak mampu beli, takut membazir&lt;/span&gt;. u have this mixed up feelings, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak beli ke tak&lt;/span&gt;, but u really really adore it, u want it so bad. in the end, what the heck &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beli jelah&lt;/span&gt;. bcuz u just love it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's the same thing as ur feelings right now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a simple yet great advice. glad i talked to you. i feel a lot better! thank you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-7405301596608782823?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/7405301596608782823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=7405301596608782823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7405301596608782823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7405301596608782823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/awake.html' title='awake.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-126903279605708294</id><published>2009-10-20T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:36:38.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cuakness.</title><content type='html'>it freaks me out that suddenly i have all the feelings i never had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared that i keep thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared that it might not happen the way i hope it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared that maybe i'm moving too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want it badly. i wanna have someone to always be my side. i wanna have a baby. i want my own family. i dont wanna go back to loneliness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost the one person i love the most. i cannot afford to lose one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh God, pls pls pls make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/St6bjdbSVTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/xUZp8Lak9ps/s1600-h/Remember_by_OohMyJuliet_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/St6bjdbSVTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/xUZp8Lak9ps/s320/Remember_by_OohMyJuliet_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394920437133235506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aaaa i miss my dad already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-126903279605708294?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/126903279605708294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=126903279605708294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/126903279605708294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/126903279605708294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/cuakness.html' title='cuakness.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/St6bjdbSVTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/xUZp8Lak9ps/s72-c/Remember_by_OohMyJuliet_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-7691443350812331939</id><published>2009-10-15T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:17:07.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>500 days of summer.</title><content type='html'>cuuuuteeee movie. a unique, lain-dari-yg-lain romantic comedy film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my favorutite scene is the dancing part. i liikeeee..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2seAJsrtIbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2seAJsrtIbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-7691443350812331939?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/7691443350812331939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=7691443350812331939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7691443350812331939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7691443350812331939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/500-days-of-summer.html' title='500 days of summer.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2069264528617009871</id><published>2009-10-11T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T08:20:28.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend.</title><content type='html'>a fun weekend indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;had a small raya gathering with The Usuals on Saturday night. as we did every year since 2 years ago, wajib ambik gamba together gether with THE couch. only this year, ahli the usuals bertambah je. thanx syib and wan for joining us as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i so love this pic! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/StHyJbWL4wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zrCG-asy9VM/s1600-h/DSC01647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/StHyJbWL4wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zrCG-asy9VM/s320/DSC01647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391356472712749826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;on Sunday afternoon, we went to Ili's wedding. a sweet purple and white theme colour wedding (my colour!), and she look gorgeous. met lots of high school friends there. congratulations on ur wedding, ili!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/StH2xTiZX3I/AAAAAAAAAXY/m1f3O5Udt8U/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend.html' title='the weekend.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/StHyJbWL4wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zrCG-asy9VM/s72-c/DSC01647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-312374540367005749</id><published>2009-10-05T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:39:21.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>masters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"memang at some point u akan rase nak give up and tak sanggup nk continue, but kene banyak bersabar because that is the challenge and the experience lah yang akan membentuk u in the future"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huaaaaaaaa. a little spontaneous motivation talk by the lecturers yesterday. agak membuka mata la. lagi2 kluar all their experiences stories during their masters and phd. damn their days were much more difficult. wonder how they did it. and kita nowadays still complaining with all the internet and everything. no wonder la my dad malas nk layan kalau mengadu susah, sbb time die lagiiiii susah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasa cuak pun ade jugak.  i always wonder 'boleh ke aku buat master ni?'. time buat final year project degree pun dah stres gile nangis nangis nk terjun bangunan ape smue, apatah lagi masters. damn. that question slalu bermain2 kat kepala. tapi i think, if i can go thru that, i can go thru this kot(sedapkan hati).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually it's fun! susah tapi fun. exspecially if it is in the field of interest. thru my degree experience, rase macam penat lelah berhasil akirnya. bcuz i discover something and i learn A LOT. exploring new things ni sronok sbnrnye, mcm cite Mythbusters kat Discovery Channel tu. damn i wish i could be part of them. they make it look so easy and enjoyable. padahal kalau tak pakar mau tak pecah kepala pkir macamane nk solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl work just for the sake of money(mostly kot). some ppl work for experience. some ppl work to explore more in their interest and learn something from the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go for the third one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi nk dpt job yg kite suke BAPAK SUSAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my plan is, study dulu, explore dulu, then work in a personal care industry- learn some more for a few years then do my own thing-bukak business ke ape. woohooo. cita2 tinggi aje. 1st step pun blum lepas. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apapepun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear GOD, please be near me all the time so i can go thru all this sucessfully.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berita terkini: my office @ enstek is gonna move to KL soon. how soon is soon, wallahualam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6015080400198689796-312374540367005749?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/312374540367005749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=312374540367005749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/312374540367005749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/312374540367005749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/masters.html' title='masters.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-4922486463816056954</id><published>2009-10-01T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:23:46.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nasi ayam.</title><content type='html'>"sedap tak nasi ayam mak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sedaaaap.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jumpe dah mak kaaan..happy tak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"segaaaan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"takpelah..dah jumpe...:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;":)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was meet-the-boyfriend parent! sumpah segan nak mampos. and thanx to our fren yg lagi menyegankan diriku (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wan, kalau ko bace ni mesti ko gelak2 kan? diammaaah.&lt;/span&gt;). dh mcm rombongan merisik dah dgn baju melayu, baju kurung bagai. 1st time kot, confirmla segan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mum sangatlaaaa baaaaik. mcm anaknye juge. and i'm impressed with his family, yg duduk rumah kecik je, tak mewah tak ape, tapi dah macam sempurna. happy. i realize, of course duit tu mmg amat penting untuk keperluan hidup tapi money can't buy happiness. kebahagiaan tu yg patut kt cari. kaya raya successfull tapi tak happy buatpe kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp still kene la jugak carik duit. be prepared utk kehidupan seterusnye. banyak rupenye duit nk pakai for the future. haruslah usaha supaya our lives tak susah nnti. mintak dimurahkan rezeki. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kalau ade duit skrg dah masuk meminang ke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yelaa..mestilaaa.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh. gedik tak? pedulik ape aku. happy kot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when it feels right, IT FEELS RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi manusia hanya merancang, Tuhan yang menentukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-4922486463816056954?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/4922486463816056954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=4922486463816056954' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4922486463816056954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4922486463816056954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/10/nasi-ayam.html' title='nasi ayam.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-654397394423585250</id><published>2009-09-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:13:13.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ke hadapan mz suhaila thien.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sr4u6u9L0wI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pkE7RxkDrfw/s1600-h/6208_130921844831_610109831_3100655_4840326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sr4u6u9L0wI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pkE7RxkDrfw/s320/6208_130921844831_610109831_3100655_4840326_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385793790953640706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss minah kepoh ni a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tomorrow is her birthday. so if u're reading this, happy birthday babe!! haha dah 24. welcome to the club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember all the good times when we used to always share our dreams and goals in life. and like always counting the years till we get married. everytime birthday je, kire brape tahun lagi nk 'hunting'. konon2 target kahwin umur 26/27. haha. i hope we achieve smue yang kita impikan. now dah jauh, susah nk share2 dah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahwin la cepat, boleh ktorg pergi sabah ramai2 bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u suhaila thien!&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/6015080400198689796-654397394423585250?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sr4u6u9L0wI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pkE7RxkDrfw/s72-c/6208_130921844831_610109831_3100655_4840326_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3100672036658743579</id><published>2009-09-25T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T03:36:52.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Syawal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this raya went back to kedah as usual. this year a bit longer cuz on 3rd raye we went from kedah to kelantan for a relative's wedding. JEM TERUK GILE BABAS! i'll never going there on raya by car anymore. stres! dahla on the day pegi kedah pn dah jem teruk. masuk kelantan pulaaak, bikin stres. i didn't know the traffic in kelantan on raye is thaat bad. it took us 8 hours from kedah to kelantan, and about 10 hours from kelantan to KL. 10 hours ok! boleh jadi gile duduk dlm kete lame2 sangap nak mampos. nk klua dari kelantan tu pun dh like 2 hours. kluar dr kelantan saje tau. grrrr. tamo pegi kelantan naik kete dah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disebabkan stres yg melampau, i was a bit mad at my dad. sbb tak dscuss betul2 with us the trip to kelantan. i didn't want to go actually tp sbb my dad nk pegi sangat, layankan ajelah. because i think it's not really worth it, pegi jauh2 redah jem pastu pegi wedding like sekejap je. orang lain takpelah, they took the flight. pfft. me and my lil brother was not happy. balik rumah masing2 emo. terus mood raye faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then mood raye tu adelah balik after beraye-ing with my mum's side of the family. pikir2 balik, maybe my dad pun didn't expect the traffic is thaaat bad and the journey is thaaaat long. and bcuz tak selalu jumpe, maybe he wanted to spend more time with them. haih. nasib baik aku masih boleh berfikiran matang. but still, no more kelantan trip on raya by car anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with the relatives, now beraye with frens plak. c u guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ade orang tu sanggup datang jejauh nk bagi kad raya. without me even knowing, letak kad raye dalam mailbox rumah. tau2 je dah ade. siap ngn duit raye shape love love plak tu. haha. so sweet!&lt;/span&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/6015080400198689796-3100672036658743579?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3100672036658743579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3100672036658743579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3100672036658743579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3100672036658743579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/09/syawal_25.html' title='Syawal.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2627399293192861632</id><published>2009-09-17T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:33:40.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rayeee. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;wishing u all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-2627399293192861632?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-610971136895355096</id><published>2009-09-16T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:25:04.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ramadhan sudah hampir berlalu...</title><content type='html'>i think this year's ramadhan i've been better. lagi rajin solat terawih. lagi tak membazir beli makanan. lagi tak banyak melepak. lagi banyak bersabar. alhamdulillah. hihi. proud of myself. except for one thing, barulah ingat nk puasa penuh. skali 'terkena' jugak akhir2 ni. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh selawat meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/axw8DnbO4oA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/axw8DnbO4oA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serious syahdu gile video ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-610971136895355096?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/610971136895355096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=610971136895355096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/610971136895355096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/610971136895355096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-this-years-ramadhan-ive-been.html' title='ramadhan sudah hampir berlalu...'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-7759210720082182627</id><published>2009-09-16T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:15:19.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God works in mysterious ways.</title><content type='html'>awak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u sangat2 sbb slalu bimbing hana ke jalan yg betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u sangat2 sbb terime hana yg serba kekurangan ni seadanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u sbb tak prnh pndg buruk kat hana and respect hana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u sbb sangat understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u sbb sayang hana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, thank u Allah sbb temukan kite.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i guess pertemuan itu is the way for me to be a better person. to be closer to God. ade hikmahnya. and i think, i improve a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was surfing the internet, i found this doa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ya Allah..jika aku jatuh cinta..cintakanlah aku kepada seseorang yg cintakan-Mu...supaya bertambah kekuatanku untuk cintakan-Mu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-7759210720082182627?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/7759210720082182627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=7759210720082182627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7759210720082182627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7759210720082182627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-works-in-mysterious-ways.html' title='God works in mysterious ways.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-9095342452702007753</id><published>2009-09-15T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:13:50.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iftar with the usuals.</title><content type='html'>after so long tak jumpe together-gether, we meet again! we had our buka puasa at Manhattan Fish Market @ Ikano  last sunday (seafood platteeeer sedaaaaap). did celebrate birthdays of the septemberians as well. happy birthday shaz, sue and fadhilah! i had fun, till we meet again for raye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SrBlA0Sl3KI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NcvJKE4Oyf8/s1600-h/DSC01589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SrBlA0Sl3KI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NcvJKE4Oyf8/s320/DSC01589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381912619418770594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SrBlBQHm_MI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8xXGND7lM8o/s1600-h/DSC01587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SrBlBQHm_MI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8xXGND7lM8o/s320/DSC01587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381912626888899778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SrBlAUNwx1I/AAAAAAAAAWY/UN-lzE7JPmI/s1600-h/DSC01582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SrBlAUNwx1I/AAAAAAAAAWY/UN-lzE7JPmI/s320/DSC01582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381912610808579922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suddenly rindu gile babas kawan2 lame, matrix frens, work friends, semue2 la yg susah nk jumpe. rase mcm nk ajak smue skali dtg umah for raye. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-9095342452702007753?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/9095342452702007753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SrBlA0Sl3KI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NcvJKE4Oyf8/s72-c/DSC01589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-945691144345354624</id><published>2009-09-13T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:42:13.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>betul ke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;('get to know yourself better' @ quizbox.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-945691144345354624?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/945691144345354624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=945691144345354624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/945691144345354624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/945691144345354624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/09/betul-ke.html' title='betul ke?'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3338736011485105586</id><published>2009-09-04T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:03:30.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fynn jamal.</title><content type='html'>another awesome poetess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told u i'm into poetry songs now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(terime kasih ijan &amp;amp; katak sbb pengaruh aku. tak pasal2 aku layan puisi pulak. pasni kt tgk deaorg perform eh)&lt;/span&gt;. fynn jamal &amp;amp; wani ardy terbaaaaaaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mn-_OTFK7Do&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mn-_OTFK7Do&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dunia memang kejam, dunia macam-macam"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"siapa kita itu kita, cinta saja jiwa kita, kalau mereka tak suka, pergi mampos tak apa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep gile minah ni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-3338736011485105586?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3338736011485105586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3338736011485105586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3338736011485105586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3338736011485105586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/09/fynn-jamal.html' title='fynn jamal.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5085989565980427984</id><published>2009-09-03T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:36:08.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rindu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tibe2 terdetik,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcamane ye papaku nnti? bile smue dh kahwin, dh kluar rumah, living our own lives. sape nk jage die? kesian die sorang2. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ble pkir pasal ni, mulelah teringat pesan arwah mama dlu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jaga papa tu kalau mama takde, tengok2kan abang, ozair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dlu slalu menyampah bile mama cakap mcm ni. mcm dh confirm takkan lame. tp smemangnye die lebih tahu yg die takkan lame. sbb tu die pesan awal2. tapi hana buat2 tak dgr. sbb takleh terime. takleh terime dan taknak terime kenyataan yg mmg mama takkan lame. in denial. mase tu pkir, mama akan hidup lame sampai tue, sampai tgk hana berjaye, kahwin etc. kate pkir positif kaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedih bile teringat. rase mcm hana tak buat ape yg mama suruh buat. rase mcm hana tak mampu nk buat semue. rase mcm hana x dpt jlnkan tanggungjawab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kdg2 boleh rase marah dgn tuhan. 'Kenape amik die dulu?', 'Kenapa tak amik saye dulu?'. tak suke takde mak. tak best. lagi2 sorang pompuan. tapi kene faham, takdir tuhan kan. everything happens for a reason. maybe nie care Tuhan untk jadikan myself lebih kuat, lebih matang, lebih sabar, lebih responsible, lebih appreciate orang2 yg tersayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu mama bulan2 puasa ni. rindu suara mama mengaji. rindu cium tangan mama. rindu dengar suara mama membebel membazir beli barang banyak sgt kat pasar ramadhan. rindduuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang hana yg slalu membebel. pfft. dh jadi mcm mama dh ni. scary. tp dh fhm what u've been through all this time. slowly understands what it's like to be a mother, walaupun tak jadi ibu lagi. banyak sgt pengorbanan, mkn dalam. patutlah syurga di bawah telapak kaki ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am still trying to give my best. rase mcm nk suruh papa kahwin. at least i know, later on, ade jugak orang jage papa sampai tue. and hopefully he has a chance to be happy again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully saye juge happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dalam suatu riwayat dikatakan bahwa orang-orang yang telah meninggal, mereka datang setiap Jumaat pada bulan Ramadhan. Mereka berdiri dan masing-masing mereka memanggil dengan suara sedih dan menangis:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;“Wahai keluargaku, wahai anak-anakku, wahai kerabatku, sayangi aku dengan sesuatu semoga Allah menyayangimu. Ingatlah kami, jangan lupakan kami dengan doa. Sayangi kami dan keterasingan kami. Kami telah diabadikan di penjara yang sempit, kesedihan dan penderitaan yang lama masanya. Maka sayangi kami, jangan bakhil kepada kami dengan doa dan sedekah untuk kami. Semoga Allah menyayangi kita sebelum kalian seperti kami.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-fatihah utk mama. Semoge dikurangkan penderitaanye dan ditempatkan di kalangan orang2 mulia. Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6015080400198689796-5085989565980427984?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5085989565980427984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5085989565980427984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5085989565980427984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5085989565980427984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/09/rindu.html' title='rindu.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6619327337073868907</id><published>2009-08-29T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:26:17.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>musim kahwin ke ape?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Spn8R-U_ViI/AAAAAAAAAWI/k30cQJeHDvQ/s1600-h/waheeda.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nowadays, semua orang dah kahwin, nak kahwin or talking about kahwin. musim kahwin ke ape?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of my friends pun dah in the categories dah. munie is getting married january. aniem is planning to get married next year around april. shishi baru bertunang. ruby dah happily married, dh thinking of babies dh kot. my coursemates mmg dh ramai yg kahwin or nak kahwin. my closest niece, sofia just got engaged. and she's one year younger than me! aaaarghh ape smue nk kahwin ni?! tetibe rase jealous yang amat. boleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus sms him "smue dh nak kahwin. nk kahwin jugaaaaak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he replied "insyaallah. doa syib murah rezeki, leh kahwin cepat :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngahahaha. gatal gileee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmg tak ah. stabil pun tak. confirm ah lambat lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did the 'what date will u get married' quiz thingy kat facebook and guess what did i get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOV 25 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha. tak bleh blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and the weird thing is, in his English class, the lecturer made an example of a sentence that said 'syib will get married in 3 months' which is..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;kebetulan la pulak kan. pfft. apekah petandanye itu? wallahualam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary je. dulu i was like "haa kahwin?! mudenye kahwin? resposibilites?! gile ah!". now it's like totally the opposite. i guess it comes with the age kot. or sbb mcm rase he's the right one. ke sbb tgk ramai sgt orang my age dh kahwin ni. haha. wallahualam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dah dah. focus pada bende yg harus didulukan. study, career. jangan pikir kahwin. ur time will come, hana. insyaallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: saye rase gambar ini sangat sweeeet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Spn8xWtD0OI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yO7tkmUbkrU/s1600-h/waheeda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banyak sudah&lt;br /&gt;kedai lampu&lt;br /&gt;aku masuk&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jika ada&lt;br /&gt;yang berkenan&lt;br /&gt;ku beli, ku bawa pulang&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi rata-rata&lt;br /&gt;tidak tahan lama&lt;br /&gt;fius terbakar, mentol pecah, wayarnya rosak&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kadang tiada apa-apa&lt;br /&gt;cuma tiba masa&lt;br /&gt;ia tidak sepadan dengan ruang dalaman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hingga suatu malam&lt;br /&gt;aku lihat dia&lt;br /&gt;yang selama ini memang di situ&lt;br /&gt;lain dari lampu yang lain-&lt;br /&gt;bukan untuk dibeli,&lt;br /&gt;bukan untuk dibawa pulang&lt;br /&gt;aku mahu capai namun tidak sampai&lt;br /&gt;tinggi, teguh, silaunya hebat&lt;br /&gt;si lampu jalan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogku je ke ade problem? nape xleh edit and insert picture? grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-3599981634608114848?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3599981634608114848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=3599981634608114848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3599981634608114848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/3599981634608114848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/08/suddenly-im-into-poetry-songs.html' title='suddenly i&apos;m into poetry songs'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6880994954397566783</id><published>2009-08-22T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T08:20:23.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self. note to all.</title><content type='html'>Sayang,&lt;br /&gt;jangan kita susah-susah berusaha untuk membuatkan semua orang suka kita. Kerana kita juga tidak susah-susah berusaha untuk menyukai semua orang. &lt;p&gt;Serta,&lt;br /&gt;jangan kita sungguh-sungguh cuba menjelaskan diri kita pada orang sehingga mereka faham seratus peratus. Kerana jika orang  sungguh-sungguh cuba menjelaskan diri mereka pada kita pun, belum tentu kita faham seratus peratus.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We take things as it is. The keyword here is: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;redha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;- Wani Ardy (http://waniardy.com/blog/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: her songs best jugak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-6880994954397566783?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6880994954397566783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=6880994954397566783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6880994954397566783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6880994954397566783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/08/note-to-self-note-to-all.html' title='note to self. note to all.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-3004447765134460998</id><published>2009-08-21T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:20:51.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>layan la zee avi weih!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok i fell in love with zee avi. right after i bought her cd. supeeeerrbb ah. layan thru youtube at first, then terus beli cd so that leh dgr dlm kete. mls nk download and burn. salute salute. layaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MzHana/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MzHana/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/So94Myl_HKI/AAAAAAAAAVk/B_qovufxRzo/s1600-h/Zee-Avi-u07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/So94Myl_HKI/AAAAAAAAAVk/B_qovufxRzo/s320/Zee-Avi-u07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372645041611152546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;keje dh semakin busy. ade one project yg due this end of the month. so agak kelam kabut nk siapkan. best la jugak at the same time. buat 'kuih' je keje. ngahaha. as in cosmetic formulation. in this case, buat cream. malas2 lagi nk carik bilik sewa, plus hari2 ulang alik dh tak rase pape. rase mcm dekat je. kire2 pun actually belanja lebih kurang je since my car, viva, tak mkn minyak sgt pun. ulang alik ke menyewa sane, lebih kurang same je belanje actually. only maybe less penat la kot. and easier. tapi tah, takde perasaan pun. bukannye traffic jam pun. tgk camne la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the masters, most probably sambung la. tgh nk meng-apply pun. mcm best je. the ppl there pn sgt baik and my lecturer pun sangat la sporting dan happy go lucky. only now tgh searching for scholarships cuz tak sure ade geran ke tak. tajuk dh ade, nk buat proposal jelah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, mocca is coming again! and i heard yuna is performing for the opening. october la tapi. interesting nk tgk yuna gak tu. cume the place agak tak interesting. tp mcm nk pegi jugak. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rase nk beli gitar and main gitar! serious dh lame tak main(mcm pndai sgt pun) since the strings of my dad's guitar dah putus. my brother punye pasal. gonna maybe buy the strings tak pun beli baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently reading p.s. i love you. baru nk bace okeey. movie pn tak tgk lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sudah puasa! Happy Ramadhan everyone! sorry kalau ade salah dan silap. Selamat Berpuasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh my darling, honey bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i have saved you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and now that you're with me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can make our own honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey Bee- Zee Avi&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/6015080400198689796-3004447765134460998?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/3004447765134460998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/So94Myl_HKI/AAAAAAAAAVk/B_qovufxRzo/s72-c/Zee-Avi-u07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6468580443408538640</id><published>2009-08-07T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:01:30.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new job.</title><content type='html'>wash off formulation. emulsion. microspheres. vesicles charge. delivery systems. skin condition. penetration. surfactant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..among the terms related to what i have to study and remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week of the job, i've been studying about the projects. turns out sangatla complicated rupenye the process of the cosmetics with the skin smue but sooo interesting. excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week gonna start with a project. assisting an officer kat sane. will be a busy week.  ade like 60 experiments kene buat complete with report smue in 3 weeks! ngahaha. hopefully tak penat sgt. with the driving ulang alik to enstek lagi. takdela jauh sgt actually tapi carik2 jugak la bilik sewa kat sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the masters, gonna apply soon. at 1st, thought nk see how the job goes, experience doing the projects dlu then decide nk sambung ke tak. since the due date nk apply is 19th august, so my lecturer told me to ' apply je dulu..'. for now, agak interested la. bt see how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaiyok chaiyok hana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-6468580443408538640?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6468580443408538640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=6468580443408538640' 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type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mimpi adalah kunci&lt;br /&gt;untuk kita menaklukkan dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;berlarilah tanpa lelah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sampai engkau meraihnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laskar pelangi takkan terikat waktu&lt;br /&gt;bebaskan mimpimu di angkasa&lt;br /&gt;warnai bintang di jiwa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;menarilah dan terus tertawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; walau dunia tak seindah syurga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bersyukurlah pada Yang Kuasa&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita di dunia selamanya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cinta kepada hidup&lt;br /&gt;memberikan senyuman abadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walau hidup kadang tak adil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tapi cinta lengkapi kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laskar pelangi takkan terikat waktu&lt;br /&gt;jangan berhenti mewarnai&lt;br /&gt;jutaan mimpi di bumi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;menarilah dan terus tertawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; walau dunia tak seindah syurga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bersyukurlah pada Yang Kuasa&lt;br /&gt;cinta kita di dunia selamanya&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laskar pelangi takkan terikat waktu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a nice motivation song by Nidji. i likeeeee. although this song has been a while, baru menghayati the song after watching the movie 'Laskar Pelangi'.  an inspirational story. nice one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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Pelangi'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-589765869523370531</id><published>2009-07-22T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:34:37.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perasaan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have a feeling that i can't even figure out why i feel that way. susah nk describe and even susah nk share it with ppl because it's hard to understand. sndiri pun confuse. and it hurts to be confuse. but what i know is, it relates with my mum and the relationship i am in at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i am in a relationship. but before i can say how happy i am, it scares the shit out of me. and nobody understands. i keep asking myself 'why the heck should i be scared when i'm suppossed to be happy?'. i can't help it. it comes and goes every now and then. and that scary feeling leads to sad feeling. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think a lot more about my mum when i'm with him. in fact, i think i was stronger before. sekarang asik sensitif je and i cry more often just thinking about her. and now rase mcm senang je kecik hati with everyone. family, frens. is that normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend said 'maybe u nak ur mum tau u happy skrg but she's not there. sbb tu u terase'. maybe she's right. but i think that's not the thing. it's just that when i care and worry about him, knowing that he cares about me too, reminds me of how much me and my mum care for each other, how i took care of her and how i was scared she was gonna leave me back then. maybe i'm scared to care about someone because i dont want the same thing happen again,to lose the one i cared so much. it's awful, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always pray before that i'll find someone almost like my mum. sort of jadi pengganti. the one who could be there when i need someone, the one where i can feel comfort and the one who could actually take care of me. i find it hard to beleive that i actually found that person. and that actually another thing that scares me. that maybe it might not turns out the way i imagine it would be. bad experiences too give bad imaginations. i've only known him for a few months and i already can see the future of me with him. and i couldn't find one thing bad about him. how scary is that?! i dont know if i feel this way sebab baru di ambang2 permulaan relationship ke ape. but serious s**t, takuuuuut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* sape yg slalu dgr pasalku mengeluh pasal ni, sabar jela ye. can't help it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful actually. bersyukur. at least, now i have a reason to smile. but i'm struggling to put away rase takut tu. and just go with the floow. whatever happens pun, i guess i have to beleive that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only GOD knows what's best for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-589765869523370531?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/589765869523370531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=589765869523370531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/589765869523370531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/589765869523370531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/07/perasaan.html' title='perasaan.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5662382745951330928</id><published>2009-07-22T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:38:35.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"EVERYONE IS SO IN LOVE WITH BEING IN LOVE, THEY FORGET ABOUT WHO THEY’RE ACTUALLY “FALLING IN LOVE WITH.” STOP FORCING YOURSELF TO FALL IN LOVE WITH PEOPLE YOU BARELY KNOW. IF THE RIGHT PERSON COMES ALONG YOU WON’T HAVE TO TRY, EVERYTHING WILL JUST FALL INTO PLACE. AND IT’S OK TO BE A LITTLE BIT LONELY FOR NOW, IT’LL ALL BE WORTH IT IN THE END."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5662382745951330928?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5662382745951330928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5662382745951330928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5662382745951330928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5662382745951330928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-soo-love-this-quote-i-found-at-kazs.html' title=''/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-4990673159059377100</id><published>2009-07-15T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T03:20:53.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates..</title><content type='html'>1) lang tengah island trip was fun. altho i think perhentian is better. untuk ketenangan, or for honeymoon ppl, lang tengah is the place. sgt peacefull. for snorkeling, perhentian is much better. made a few of new friends while on the trip. sukeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6gzMRJKcI/AAAAAAAAATk/bCNiXM1xH6w/s1600-h/5059_116838788782_601898782_2924293_7089100_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6gzMRJKcI/AAAAAAAAATk/bCNiXM1xH6w/s320/5059_116838788782_601898782_2924293_7089100_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358897407944370626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6gziMS3YI/AAAAAAAAATs/gsvY9inzFfo/s1600-h/6770_102454948663_743213663_2007578_7650715_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6gziMS3YI/AAAAAAAAATs/gsvY9inzFfo/s320/6770_102454948663_743213663_2007578_7650715_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358897413829614978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl7-zidjY8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/nI2melxhCg0/s1600-h/DSC01411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl7-zidjY8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/nI2melxhCg0/s320/DSC01411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359000767995012034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl7-zCJHkMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pRpUx6uY2SY/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl7-zCJHkMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pRpUx6uY2SY/s320/DSC01403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359000759319367874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i've accepted the RA(research assistant) post at UTM branch @ enstek. which is kat area sepang-nilai sane. that branch is doing a lot about cosmetics and that's y i wanted to try. keje dlu then see how it goes. if it's really sebati dgn diri (eceh), most probably smbungla masters at the same place. now i'm just figuring out wether to stay there or ulang alik je. cuak jugak actually. i told my fren this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i takut la i buat salah decision lagi "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" alaa. u're young. u're allowed to make mistakes and learn from it. try je laaa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" kadang2 i rase mcm loser gile takde direction. org lain, mcm u, dh tau dh nk pergi ke arah mane. direction u. pastu org lak kate i memilih keje. mmg i memilih pun. tp i rase i berhak ape memilih. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yelaa mesti la nak yg kt suke kan. the way i see it, u ade direction. u're just a bit confuse. normal la tu. i'm sure everything will be fine. sooner or later u'll find ur way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah it's nice to have someone supportive. thanks babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's official. i'm gonna start work next month. august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) something else is official. but i'm not sure if i'm ready to tell so much about this. bcuz i'm so afraaaaaaaaaid. so happy yet sangaat takuuut. and since it happen, i think a lot more about my mother. aneh. xtau knape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) sue, my dearie UTM friend is going back to Sabah for good! sediiiih. we might not see her anymore. went for a so-called farewell outing and we did a photoshoot. last time take pics together la konon. thanx to our photographer, mr biys bugs, for the lovely pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6nbeSy7wI/AAAAAAAAAUE/QXXNozSfyoQ/s320/5774_117632288000_729838000_2172300_1099176_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358904697047674626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6nb6d_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/0M9VWBf5NS4/s1600-h/5774_117635623000_729838000_2172339_3149032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6nb6d_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/0M9VWBf5NS4/s320/5774_117635623000_729838000_2172339_3149032_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358904704610820994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6ncP0SGnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/kFSSLwpkr5g/s1600-h/5774_117635683000_729838000_2172348_1653524_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6ncP0SGnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/kFSSLwpkr5g/s320/5774_117635683000_729838000_2172348_1653524_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358904710341466738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6nbtEU_SI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tGCV2PhEwAE/s1600-h/5774_117635593000_729838000_2172333_8153994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6nbtEU_SI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tGCV2PhEwAE/s320/5774_117635593000_729838000_2172333_8153994_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358904701013523746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak gile gamba cantek2. sukeeeeeeeee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think that's it for now. later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-4990673159059377100?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/4990673159059377100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=4990673159059377100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4990673159059377100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4990673159059377100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates.html' title='updates..'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sl6gzMRJKcI/AAAAAAAAATk/bCNiXM1xH6w/s72-c/5059_116838788782_601898782_2924293_7089100_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-4148995425726699051</id><published>2009-06-24T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:48:03.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what.is.wrong.with.me??</title><content type='html'>now i like looking at babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nCQlld0oJho&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nCQlld0oJho&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapekah??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-4148995425726699051?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/4148995425726699051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=4148995425726699051' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4148995425726699051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4148995425726699051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/06/whatiswrongwithme.html' title='what.is.wrong.with.me??'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2937576407996685155</id><published>2009-06-22T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:27:11.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was my birthday. aaa 24 already. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so much celebration. just a simple dinner with the usuals at Frames Cafe @ TTDI Plaza on the night before. the place is nice, the food pun not bad. thanks korang! for the dinner and the presents. i so love the cupcakes. so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the day itself, sort of celebrate it with a friend. hang out je la pun, watch free movie and stuffs. later on, i had dinner with my family at the gardens @ OU. i love the place. the food is good, the place is cantik with the decorations smue, and the service is good too. venue for next event maybe guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u everyone! sob sob..dh tuee.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SkBZHLbA6MI/AAAAAAAAATM/qMn4eo55pXA/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SkBZHLbA6MI/AAAAAAAAATM/qMn4eo55pXA/s320/DSC01337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350374337176201410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SkBZHVMnvwI/AAAAAAAAATU/uphsnSJm51o/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SkBZHVMnvwI/AAAAAAAAATU/uphsnSJm51o/s320/DSC01349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350374339800186626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SkBZH_2AWeI/AAAAAAAAATc/jyjDe1yfT3o/s1600-h/DSC01352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SkBZH_2AWeI/AAAAAAAAATc/jyjDe1yfT3o/s320/DSC01352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350374351248054754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, not fancy gifts or big celebration, but the simplest thing could be the sweetest thing ever. thank u for making me happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-2937576407996685155?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2937576407996685155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2937576407996685155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2937576407996685155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2937576407996685155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/06/24.html' title='24.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SkBZHLbA6MI/AAAAAAAAATM/qMn4eo55pXA/s72-c/DSC01337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-9156300149198986202</id><published>2009-06-21T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:25:08.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the weird feeling.</title><content type='html'>kesensitifan yang amat sejak kebelakangan nie. i don't even know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan everything that's been going on, senang betul emo. pastu slalu kecik ati with my dad and my siblings. family stuffs. malas nk cite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this evening i went to my relative's kenduri cukur jambul of her newborn baby. it was the first time (i think) i hold a newborn baby. the minute she's in my arms, that very moment i saw the cute fingers,legs,eyes, smue la kecik cute gile babasnye, tah knape tah i have a feeling that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i so wanna have a family and nak ade baby on my own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird. i never think like that. pastu emo sorang2 cuz i don't know when's that gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i just wanna be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-9156300149198986202?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/9156300149198986202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=9156300149198986202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/9156300149198986202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/9156300149198986202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-feeling.html' title='the weird feeling.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-375296180372552063</id><published>2009-06-18T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:05:49.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;whenever i feel sad, lonely or confuse about anything, it always reminded me of my mum. because she always have better things to say. and she always supported me and giving me ideas even when i don't ask for it. whatever it is that my mum said, i always feel comfort. and i feel what i'm doing is right if she support it. semangat tu lebih if she's there because she always have faith in me. takde orang lain yang boleh faham and guide me thru everything including whatever decisions i make, my career directions, love life, semua la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was too close to my mum and that's why i had a hard time trying to live life on my own. a few months after she left, i was lost. kalau boleh hari hari nk lepak with friends. and kalau boleh rase macam nk pindah closer to my cousins and aunties so i can drop by anytime easily. but there's a part of me yg ego jugak. i don't want ppl to see me weak. i want to prove to ppl that i'm strong and i can handle this. so i keep my feelings to myself. kalau sedih, i never really pergi mengadu to anyone because i think it's stupid to still complaining about it when i should let go. normally what i do is motivating myself. keep saying things like "u're strong, hana", "u can do this" and " damn it. stop complaining. be strong and move on, hana!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda have this phobia after what happen. i'm so afraid to feel that loss again. i don't wanna lose anyone that i love again.  at least not now. bile-bile my dad sakit sikit, i try to make sure he checks with the doctor and eats his ubat.  thank god my dad exercise regularly and eats right, takdelah risau sangat. sometimes, that fear kuat sangat sampai takut to actually be so close to anyone. or to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to take it easy. make a lot of friends but takde pun yang close gile. the one who could always be there, anytime, anywhere. maybe ade je but i tend not to be close sangat. sbb dah malas nk layan bende remeh2. buat salah sket, kecik hati. terase hati la. ugh i'm sick of that already. kan senang if we just accept everyone as our bestfrens and no one will get hurt. i mean, i love all my friends and i know where to be at whenever they need help. that's what really matters kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is stupid. the fear. but i can't help it. and it's true whenever i get closer to a guy, it freaks me out. like EVERYTIME. tapi tak tunjuk la kan. seriously, tak tipu. but like i said, i try to take it easy. ego la konon. padahal cuak nak mampos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never been so afraid in my life before. and it's different dengan perasaan when my mum was sick. takut tu lain dengan takut sekarang. i don't wanna feel that pain anymore. at least bukan dalam masa terdekat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i pray for my family's health. i pray for happiness. i pray that God give me strength to face all of this.  living life the way it should be and leave the past behind. amiin..&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/6015080400198689796-375296180372552063?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/375296180372552063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=375296180372552063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/375296180372552063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/375296180372552063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/06/fear.html' title='the fear.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5879458784728695065</id><published>2009-06-17T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:00:25.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful quote i found..</title><content type='html'>terharu bace. very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak perlu mencari teman secantik Balqis, andai diri tak sehebat Sulaiman, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mengapa mengharapkan teman setampan Yusof jika kasih tak setulus Zulaikha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak perlu mengharapkan teman seteguh Ibrahim andai diri tak sekuat Siti Hajar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dan mengapa didambakan teman hidup bak Siti Khadijah kalau diri tak sempurna Rasulullah (S.A.W). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bimbinglah dirinya, dan terimalah kekurangan itu sebagai keunikan, carilah kebaikan pada dirinya, dan bersyukurlah kerana dipertemukan dengannya, Tetaplah berdoa pada Tuhan agar dia akan terus menjadi milikmu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5879458784728695065?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5879458784728695065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5879458784728695065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5879458784728695065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5879458784728695065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-quote-i-found.html' title='a beautiful quote i found..'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5608512533112156723</id><published>2009-06-16T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:18:52.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really have got to stop being choosy in jobhunting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help it! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's a part of me that wants to study back pulak. cuz i'm afraid i'll never gonna find a job that i like. to study at UTM Skudai is an option (the course there is more like what i want) but dah settle down sini, gile malas nk pegi sane. plus, i keep thinking of my dad. sape nk jage wei. seriously rumah without me for a few days pun dah macam ape dah. my brothers mmg tak boleh diharap. can't even do one thing right. and NEVER think of my dad. grr. geram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i think too much. and yes, i am very very indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, keep on jobhunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;there's a cosmetic course at MPOB this August. so interested to go. tapi why oh why la the fees so expensive. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5608512533112156723?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5608512533112156723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5608512533112156723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5608512533112156723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5608512533112156723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-have-got-to-stop-being-choosy.html' title=''/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-7585518454013807092</id><published>2009-05-30T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T06:54:09.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are times when i'm out of control. i realize i didn't do the right things and i'll regret it later. sometimes i need someone to remind me all the time. it's pretty hard to be all by myself almost all the time. but i'm glad i still can think wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to work. fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-7585518454013807092?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-828067655097627384</id><published>2009-05-25T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:19:44.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>travel lagi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok. i know i just got back from perhentian. now ade plan pegi pulau lagi! pffft. padahal next week ade family trip to langkawi. haha. but i'm not so excited about langkawi pun. nuthin much interesting there for me. layankan my dad je cuz he wanted to go. and then my cousin suddenly ajak pegi Lang Tengah (in between perhentian &amp;amp; redang). contemplating gile babas nk pegi ke tak, and i finally said..YES! hahaha. hana hana..jalan je asik. cannot tahan la. i figure time tak bekerja ni la nk berjalan kan. ok last ni last, pastu duduk umah je saving duit. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be going to langkawi on 5th- 8th June. probably nk pergi kursus lagi kat UTM Skudai on 9th tapi tak sure lagi. and then i'll be going to Lang Tengah on 25th-28th June. pfft. gile betul aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then that's it. tolong jangan ajak saya pegi jalan lagi buat masa sekarang. saya ni mudah terpengaruh. muahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-828067655097627384?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/828067655097627384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=828067655097627384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/828067655097627384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/828067655097627384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/05/travel-lagi.html' title='travel lagi!'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5993587912200042601</id><published>2009-05-22T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:05:38.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kris Allen wins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShbbMV4Yz3I/AAAAAAAAATE/Bm-EPMRUn6Y/s1600-h/4281_82832325980_502860980_2370870_7297578_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShbbMV4Yz3I/AAAAAAAAATE/Bm-EPMRUn6Y/s320/4281_82832325980_502860980_2370870_7297578_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338695413372866418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my favourite American Idol wins the show! although i think Adam Lambert is a better performer(for the competition), Kris was always my favourite. i think he has his own uniqueness in his performances and he's soo cutee! i love it when he sang 'to make you feel my love' and his own accoustic version of Kanye West's Heartless. way to go, Kris!&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/6015080400198689796-5993587912200042601?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5993587912200042601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5993587912200042601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5993587912200042601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5993587912200042601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-allen-wins.html' title='Kris Allen wins!'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShbbMV4Yz3I/AAAAAAAAATE/Bm-EPMRUn6Y/s72-c/4281_82832325980_502860980_2370870_7297578_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2817378907987466370</id><published>2009-05-19T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:57:37.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Perhentiaaaaan</title><content type='html'>i had a lot of fun from the Perhentian trip. dah rindu the beautiful corals, fishes, crystal clear blue water. yg best dpt tgk turtles and sharks dekat gile depan mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still hearing the sound of waves. pukulan ombak masih terase. lol. looking fwd for the underwater pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next trip: redang/tmn negara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn-_10kRI/AAAAAAAAASk/-a5gs7z-byc/s1600-h/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn-_10kRI/AAAAAAAAASk/-a5gs7z-byc/s320/DSC01172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337794684095074578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn_N4VDeI/AAAAAAAAASs/SwiAR1srnik/s1600-h/DSC01185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn_N4VDeI/AAAAAAAAASs/SwiAR1srnik/s320/DSC01185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337794687863688674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn_SOXy5I/AAAAAAAAAS0/VH9Nu66WS04/s1600-h/DSC01096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn_SOXy5I/AAAAAAAAAS0/VH9Nu66WS04/s320/DSC01096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337794689029884818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn_iJKV_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/BSX-M9Xcog4/s1600-h/DSC01167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn_iJKV_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/BSX-M9Xcog4/s320/DSC01167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337794693302999026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: saye dpt berita yg kelakar dan pelik. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-2817378907987466370?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/2817378907987466370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=2817378907987466370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2817378907987466370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/2817378907987466370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-perhentiaaaaan.html' title='I miss Perhentiaaaaan'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ShOn-_10kRI/AAAAAAAAASk/-a5gs7z-byc/s72-c/DSC01172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-1611899465431499104</id><published>2009-05-14T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:51:47.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just came back from JB (UTM) attending a short course on Herbal Product Formulation and guess what did i make..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SgzjZAETnGI/AAAAAAAAASc/4wrYINLqgYw/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SgzjZAETnGI/AAAAAAAAASc/4wrYINLqgYw/s320/DSC01087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335889677181492322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a collection of cosmetics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok bukan exactly buat sniri la but we (the participants) do it together beramai2. "apa yg penting..kerjasama!" (haha wonderpets). those are body wash, cologne, massage oil, hair gel and slimming cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also did foods. buat kordial,jem and coffee too. haha. the idea is to use herbs in the products. and  i did learn a lot. the khasiat, the process, the methods, the formulation, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the course, i met a few of the researchers there too and i kinda get the idea of what they actually did there. mcm interesting la pulak. they even invited me to apply for a job there. tp tak tentu if i can get into cosmetics punye department la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still hoping to get a job in the personal care industry cuz lg selari with what i want kot. being a researcher there mcm more to academics but i'll think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apapepun, agak puas hati i went to this course. i did learn something. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-1611899465431499104?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/1611899465431499104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=1611899465431499104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1611899465431499104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1611899465431499104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-came-back-from-jb-utm-attending.html' title=''/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SgzjZAETnGI/AAAAAAAAASc/4wrYINLqgYw/s72-c/DSC01087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-4974662527829571726</id><published>2009-05-09T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:07:59.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because You Loved Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The best song by Celine dion i dedicate to my late mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those times you stood by me&lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see&lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right&lt;br /&gt;For every dream you made come true&lt;br /&gt;For all the love i found in you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who held me up&lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when i was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when i couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when i couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything i am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly&lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand i could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me&lt;br /&gt;You said no star was out of reach&lt;br /&gt;You stood by me and i stood tall&lt;br /&gt;I had your love i had it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i don't know that much&lt;br /&gt;But i know this much is true&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed because i was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;The tender wind that carried me&lt;br /&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life&lt;br /&gt;You've been my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Through the lies you were the truth&lt;br /&gt;My world is a better place because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Happy Mother's Day, Ma. I miss u A LOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;May u rest in peace. Al-fatihah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SgZEt_l3CBI/AAAAAAAAASU/sIQd4H-m2Yw/s1600-h/kf9vBxISYjrqvnkc7uNGsQn3o1_r1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SgZEt_l3CBI/AAAAAAAAASU/sIQd4H-m2Yw/s320/kf9vBxISYjrqvnkc7uNGsQn3o1_r1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334026365621962770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-4974662527829571726?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/4974662527829571726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=4974662527829571726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4974662527829571726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/4974662527829571726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-song-by-celine-dion-i-dedicate-to.html' title='Because You Loved Me'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SgZEt_l3CBI/AAAAAAAAASU/sIQd4H-m2Yw/s72-c/kf9vBxISYjrqvnkc7uNGsQn3o1_r1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-7513455907940988996</id><published>2009-05-04T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:17:07.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat pengantin barruuuu..</title><content type='html'>ruby finally got married!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. from all us (UTM coursemates), everyone never thought she would be the first. Ruby the very gile2 type, gedik sket, maintain vogue tp she's not a typical girl. beleive it or not, she joined PALAPES mase kat UTM. and that's how she met Jerry, si pengantin lelaki. dari 1st year they were together, x sangke sampai ke kahwin dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wedding was nice although delay lambat gile. supposed sanding 1.30pm end up sanding around 3pm. tp we all tunggu jugak semate2 nk tgk ruby bersanding. the baju was gorgeous, the pelamin was simple but sweet and ruby of course look so damn pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ruby, congratulations on ur wedding! we're all sangaaaat happy for u and kiteorg smue jeles ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sf8GnmM_SbI/AAAAAAAAASM/ANklJluihdM/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sf8GnmM_SbI/AAAAAAAAASM/ANklJluihdM/s320/DSC00947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331987761169648050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sf8Fv5YqXNI/AAAAAAAAASE/nGLwJJCQ0LM/s1600-h/DSC_0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sf8Fv5YqXNI/AAAAAAAAASE/nGLwJJCQ0LM/s320/DSC_0559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331986804246207698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-7513455907940988996?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/7513455907940988996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=7513455907940988996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7513455907940988996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7513455907940988996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/05/selamat-pengantin-barruuuu.html' title='selamat pengantin barruuuu..'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/Sf8GnmM_SbI/AAAAAAAAASM/ANklJluihdM/s72-c/DSC00947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-542257088494861075</id><published>2009-04-20T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:28:49.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>charice the diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;charice pempengco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i adore this young filipino girl. she's only 16 years old but her voice is superbly powerful and she has a very good showmanship. i was impressed the first time i saw her sing on Oprah's show. she started singing when she was 4 and started participating in lots of competition since she was 7. go check out her videos on youtube. thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sEImOOA2rh4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sEImOOA2rh4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-542257088494861075?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/542257088494861075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=542257088494861075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/542257088494861075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/542257088494861075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/04/charice-diva.html' title='charice the diva'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-6887973182158095031</id><published>2009-04-06T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T02:16:07.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise surprise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quit&lt;/span&gt; my masters. yeap u read it right. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure the big question is '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why??'&lt;/span&gt; kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it turns out this is not what i wanted to do. plus, when i registered before, i didn't think it thru. i think i decide too fast without thinking what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; it is all about. and at that time, i was really just looking for any opportunity for me to just quit my job. bcause i hate it. except for all the good ppl la kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, i've learned that in chemistry there's several professions. research officers, quality control and formulation chemist. see, i'm more into formulation chemists. what i realize is i'm not into research sgt. or at least not now. it's complicated really.  research is more into developing new things from whatever ade on earth ni. i think formulation have to be learned thru the manufacturing process and experience. the rheology, the cleansing properties, the foaming properties, yup these are what i want to learn. senang cite, by working in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;industry.  i also gonna attend the short courses on formulation at UTM. the masters programme there too kinda relate a bit to formulation. gonna find out more about that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. by now, ppl will go like, "macam2 la hana ni" or " rugi gile siot". well, i beleive i did the right thing. i'm not gonna waste 2 years doing something i dislike. and i don't see this as giving up as some ppl see it. i see this as choosing my career. if i'm wrong,..well.that's something i don't wanna think about right now. we have choices rite. life is all about trying and experiencing new things anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, jobhunting!! i know right now agak susah seeking for a job. ah well, pikir positive je la. while jobhunting, i read a lot about personal care products. trying to learn about the market and ingredients whatsoever. at least i'm doing something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advice to ppl yg terfikir nk amik masters, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sile pikir betul2.&lt;/span&gt; don't do masters bcuz u don't wanna work. don't do masters bcuz u wanna have masters. don't do masters when u don't have a project in mind. and u gotta have a lot of passion if u wanna do masters.  trust me. i've learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, wish me luck!&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/6015080400198689796-6887973182158095031?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/6887973182158095031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=6887973182158095031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6887973182158095031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/6887973182158095031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise-surprise.html' title='surprise surprise.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-7985964714030077493</id><published>2009-03-25T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T06:40:22.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone needs a mother. mothers understand everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i too need a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss having a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I'm lost in the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In your eyes I know I'll find the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To light my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And when I'm scared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And losing ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When my world is going crazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You can turn it all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when I'm down you're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pushing me to the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're always there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; giving me all you've got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For a shield from the storm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For a friend, for a love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to keep me safe and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I turn to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the strength to be strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the will to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For everything you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for everything that's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I turn to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I lose the will to win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just reach for you and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can reach the sky again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause your love is so amazing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause your love inspires me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And when I need a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're always on my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Giving me faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; taking me through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For a shield from the storm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For a friend, for a love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to keep me safe and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I turn to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the strength to be strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the will to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For everything you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for everything that's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I turn to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the arms to be my shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; through all the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For truth that will never change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For someone to lean on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For a heart I can rely on through anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For that one who I can run to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-7985964714030077493?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/7985964714030077493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=7985964714030077493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7985964714030077493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/7985964714030077493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/03/everyone-needs-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5690272452195143981</id><published>2009-03-22T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T06:34:03.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, me and hani tried the fish spa at Kenko Mid Valley. at first it was geli gile okeeey. but then lame lame it actually felt good. there were small fishes and big fishes. the one with the big fishes felt better although agak scary la mase nk celup kaki tu. the fishes look so hungry. mcm menunggu je nk makan kaki orang. lol. i mean nk makan dead cells or wutever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went there pun cuz we got this voucher from an event. so we did it for free! i actually have 2 other vouchers, rm100 and rm50. hmm dont know nk try out which one. sorang2 plak tu. kinda interested with the body massage and the body fish spa therapy. but kinda nervous with the idea si ikan-ikan mengeremuni badanku. haha. hmm we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYijee2UJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uCH9y7tPQqo/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYijee2UJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uCH9y7tPQqo/s320/DSC00759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315974403030667410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went to the butterfly park@lake garden. saje saje mengisi masa lapang. actually temankan my fren, teha, bwk her little sister and little cousins jalan-jalan. but i think agak tak worth it the price masuk. rm8 tapi macam takde bende sangat. butterflies pun sikit je. kecewaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought nk pegi jalan all the taman there. tp dah tak sempat, by the time kuar butterfly park tu pun dh pukul 6. taman-taman pun dh tutup. but i think it's a good place nk berjalan-jalan. jom jom beramai2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should do these kind of activities more often. rather than typical hanging out at the mall. dah boring! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYikP9f8RI/AAAAAAAAARE/TPo_EL2sm9I/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYikP9f8RI/AAAAAAAAARE/TPo_EL2sm9I/s320/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315974416312561938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYikpLSJDI/AAAAAAAAARM/X7WH36Z1PlA/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYikpLSJDI/AAAAAAAAARM/X7WH36Z1PlA/s320/DSC00784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315974423081264178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYik9qszOI/AAAAAAAAARU/VZgc_hG7KxU/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYik9qszOI/AAAAAAAAARU/VZgc_hG7KxU/s320/DSC00766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315974428581743842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScY9wYUqHlI/AAAAAAAAARk/FhazvyuzPsI/s1600-h/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScY9wYUqHlI/AAAAAAAAARk/FhazvyuzPsI/s320/DSC00787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316004311529561682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScY9wuQZcZI/AAAAAAAAARs/LILWcAOKOrM/s1600-h/DSC00770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScY9wuQZcZI/AAAAAAAAARs/LILWcAOKOrM/s320/DSC00770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316004317417271698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5690272452195143981?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5690272452195143981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5690272452195143981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5690272452195143981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5690272452195143981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend.html' title='the weekend.'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScYijee2UJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uCH9y7tPQqo/s72-c/DSC00759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-1153388231758617948</id><published>2009-03-18T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:08:38.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mocca-ness</title><content type='html'>mocca was last nite! happy-happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely put me in a better mood from all the stress. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still stress la jugak actually&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScG10lS0nCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/oNqOs6gCtOk/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScG10lS0nCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/oNqOs6gCtOk/s320/DSC00703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314728950242778146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScG10eKiogI/AAAAAAAAAQk/RVHPkbfG3CA/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScG10eKiogI/AAAAAAAAAQk/RVHPkbfG3CA/s320/DSC00690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314728948328997378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScGxXMbXypI/AAAAAAAAAQM/BFOO5kmKBMs/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScGxXMbXypI/AAAAAAAAAQM/BFOO5kmKBMs/s320/DSC00704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314724047305034386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScGxXG37tVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/b_SbhWWAp6M/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScGxXG37tVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/b_SbhWWAp6M/s320/DSC00705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314724045814216018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScGxXaWW2BI/AAAAAAAAAQc/DCAMd9OzWR0/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScGxXaWW2BI/AAAAAAAAAQc/DCAMd9OzWR0/s320/DSC00681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314724051042097170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-1153388231758617948?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/1153388231758617948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=1153388231758617948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1153388231758617948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/1153388231758617948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/03/keep-ur-chin-up-and-be-happy.html' title='mocca-ness'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/ScG10lS0nCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/oNqOs6gCtOk/s72-c/DSC00703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-8892726784208724181</id><published>2009-03-16T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T04:10:04.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>que sera sera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when i was a little girl, i wanted to be a singer. lol. i always sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a teenager, i wanted to be an accountant. or an astronomer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards the end the teenage years, i fell in love with chemistry. i wanted to be a chemist or a chemical engineer. so i went to university and learned chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my university graduation, i didn't want to be a chemist anymore. i'm sick of it. i wanted to be involved in some kind of job where i can interact and meet a lot of ppl. like event management or things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i end up working in the chemistry field. and i fell back in love with it. i wanted to learn and explore more about chemistry. focusing on cosmeseuticals by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while working, i too discover my interest in business. i dream of having my own business. my damn own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from there, i ended up doing masters in chemistry at the moment. with the hope of developing my own thing and make a business out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, my interest comes and goes. things change every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think this is not what i wanted to do. sometimes i think is my thing. sometimes i feel it's not worth it. sometimes i think it's worth it. sometimes i think it's not the right thing. sometimes i think it is the right thing. sometimes i think i should try something else. sometimes i think i should try harder. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;que sera sera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever will be will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the future's not ours to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;que sera sera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what will be, will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-8892726784208724181?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/8892726784208724181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=8892726784208724181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/8892726784208724181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/8892726784208724181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/03/que-sera-sera.html' title='que sera sera'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-2443155313331086198</id><published>2009-03-07T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:38:52.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>si COMEL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SbJLPRPCOBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fdaeFwcLliw/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SbJLPRPCOBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fdaeFwcLliw/s320/DSC00564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310389636319819794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SbJLQN4hURI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pIqyKfA-JuA/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SbJLQN4hURI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pIqyKfA-JuA/s320/DSC00574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310389652599951634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SbJLPoN4PMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/VqvF9TCd1lg/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SbJLPoN4PMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/VqvF9TCd1lg/s320/DSC00571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310389642488986818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;since 1-2  minggu lepas, si COMEL slalu datang ke rumah. si COMEL bukan kucing saya tp dea selalu muncul kat belakang rumah saya. kalau dea datang, dea suke manja-manja dgn saya. gesel-gesel badan kat saya, buat muka kesian dan sangat comel tu. sbb tu saya panggil dea COMEL. saya pun layankan aje. saya bagi dea makan bila dea lapar. saya suka main-main dgn dea. buli dea. kadang2 saya cakap-cakap ngn dea bile saya sorang2 kat rumah. saya xtaula dea kucing org ke atau kucing jalanan je. apapepun dea sgt comel. tapi dea datang dan pergi. kadang2 ade kadang2 takde. tp klu dea ade saya suka sbb boleh main dgn dea. rasa macam nk bela pun ade tp papa tak kasi punya. dea tak suke kucing sangat. actually saya pn tak minat sangat tp bile tengok si COMEL yg comel dan manja ni, cair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh COMEL, u're so adorable! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-2443155313331086198?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SbJLPRPCOBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fdaeFwcLliw/s72-c/DSC00564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6015080400198689796.post-5844857396130594913</id><published>2009-03-06T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:20:29.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Mraz</title><content type='html'>last 2 nights (wed) was jason mraz's concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't say it was awesome. it was just okay. don't know why, mcm tak puas hati sgt. but then i think his 'i'm yours' version that nite was amazing. we did had fun singing along. and i so love his cute dancing thingy and aksi-aksi comelnye. way to go, jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the video of 'i'm yours' from the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"every little thing..is gonna be alright!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUDpLliC-aI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUDpLliC-aI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6015080400198689796-5844857396130594913?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/5844857396130594913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=5844857396130594913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5844857396130594913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/5844857396130594913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-mraz.html' title='Mr Mraz'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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(altho blum masuk lg. still 23!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i called the ex-engineer of UTM CEPP and after chatting for a while, i feel that doing masters there is fun. i get to do my own cream/lotion etc! but then again i'm scared that it might turn out to be the same thing of what i'm doing here in UKM. terpikir jugak what my ex-lecturer said(CEPP is not good?). *sigh* rase mcm nk keje blk pun ade. dahla takde income!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of thoughts in my mind lately. macam-macam pikir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't started on the proposal yet. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takpe hana. u can do this. everything's gonna be ok. chaiyok2!!&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/6015080400198689796-989663753332438721?l=mzhana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/feeds/989663753332438721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6015080400198689796&amp;postID=989663753332438721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/989663753332438721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6015080400198689796/posts/default/989663753332438721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzhana.blogspot.com/2009/03/ke-confuse.html' title='ke-confuse-an'/><author><name>Hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03304779671205772944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8f7-pLNnH8/SLlzGh-jAhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pD96BVIKOOY/S220/s729838000_373524_8261.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
