<?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-24877006</id><updated>2011-07-29T09:29:38.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mY wOrDs...</title><subtitle type='html'>What you will see and read in this little space are all that little things I want to share with the rest of this so call planet of the earth human (which mean it is you!)...If you dont like my words in here or you find it too offensive for you, just close this window...If not just keep on reading it...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-2816727814599154605</id><published>2010-05-25T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:56:19.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the MRI session !</title><content type='html'>Zaila,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRI is not a killing machine! It just a Magnetic Reasoning Imaging Process. Please be remind in your head. Be cool. Be relax... InsyaALLAH 1 1/2 hours laying inside there will be nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrghhhhh!!!! Regardless how I try to convince my self I still can't feel relax, I'm still scared, I'm nervous to go through in that machine... Yet still I'm eager to know whats wrong with my bones/body... Doctor said this will be the final screening. If they couldn't find anything wrong, they have to dismiss my case... their presumptions now most probably that the pain is cause by the OB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still in pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ALLAH... Help Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will going well... Hopefully they can find what went wrong and its not just the mechanical pain because of the bloody OB...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-2816727814599154605?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/2816727814599154605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=2816727814599154605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/2816727814599154605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/2816727814599154605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-is-mri-session.html' title='Today is the MRI session !'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-8219711357997739524</id><published>2009-12-31T09:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:22:57.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year What's Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/Szwfg9GzDgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/1AVywyCp-nM/s1600-h/bismillah.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Tomorrow is 2010. The new year of Julian calendar. New Year of Islamic Calendar year 1431 was 14 days ago. I know I haven't write much in this blog since 2008 though once I had a thought that I may write day to day of my life like other people since I can publish new entry from my email... But then as usual this girl call iejay always have her reason for not doing so. Her normal reason like... work load, have lots of other blog to update, busy with her manuscript, lots of book to read, lots of thing to watch and so on... Aiyaaa la this girl kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK now I want to recap few things that happen to me since 2008 (Qada' what I haven't wrote here and what I still remember to write...)&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" type="disc" &gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've got the promotion to be permanent staff (but the salary still ciput). Thinking of find a new job but feel lazy to hassle and bustle again doing job application, job interview, get to know other people, etc...etc... I guess cukuplah rezeki yang ALLAH bagi ni...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:times new roman;" type="disc" &gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I am officially a fiction writer!!! I have a novel that has been published... Lagu Cinta which have been published by NBKara Sdn Bhd... MY 2nd book finished it already and Insya-ALLAH will be publishing by March 2010. Since I'm a small kid, I love books.... I'm still hold my dream to have a book collection like the one in Disney's Beauty and The Beast cartoon (the book shelf are up to the ceiling...huhuhu...) Like Reese Whiterspoon say, "I get crazy in a bookstore. It makes my heart beat hard because I want to buy everything...", so am I. But I never ever dream to write my own books. So unpredictable those from just suka-suka writing in one of my blog it become a career. But sometimes I hate it as I need to focus to achieve my target dateline, huh. But then Alhamdulillah, at least I've could earn extra pocket money.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:times new roman;" type="disc" &gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Ha, at the moment I'm still a single lady, unmarried, boyfriend-less... huhuhu... Well in May 2010 I'll turn 28... aaaaaa.... lots of my friend already married and have children... How I wish to be like them. I know ALLAH already set my jodoh somewhere somehow since I'm at LohMahfuz... And so I know that a good girl will get a good guy as her partner. Though I can't say I'm that too good but I'll always try to be good girl in order for me to get a good guy. And I'm waiting for my time to feel the gift of love that ALLAH has destine for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm kind of tired to get know guys or have crush on one where in the end I'm the one who will feel hurt. So as my usual rayuan gombal, If you are or you know any other guy who still single, non smokers, decent enough to be a good husband (have stable salary and can guide me to be a good muslimah) and looking for a wife, please come to my house (want my address? do contact me)... pinanglah saya... huhuhu... gatal!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hey this is serious okay... *I live in KL where there is no way any strangers to come and give a hand to marry me like what we always see in kampung. So it’s hard for me able to experience like that. How I wish I could say to my abah, "Abah pilih sahaja mana2 menantu yang abah nak akak kahwin and I'll totally agree with it."*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" type="disc" &gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I love shopping... been shopping like hell this past few years until my bank account always almost no balance at the end of month... I love to shop for Sara and Adi (my niece and nephew) and others... What to do if you are a girl and destine to be shopaholic? Oh, by the way I love Shopaholic series by Sophie Kinsella. And since I read her books I start to read other English books (mostly chick lit genre)… My fav writer? Sophie Kinsella of course, Isabel Wolff, Alexandra Potter, Matt Dunn, Jane Green...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" type="disc" &gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;What I love? Since 2008 till now so far... Shopaholic, the above writers, Reese Witherspoon, Luke Wilson, Coffee Prince, Daniel Henney, Jared Padalecki, Milo Ventimiglia, Chad Michael Murray, Gong Yo, etc...etc... hahaha...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" type="disc" &gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I have generally been diagnosed with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spondylolisthesis"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Spondylolisthesis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;at L4/L5 of my back bone on late October 2009. It do really pain when it strikes me. Now I've to depend on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Celebrex"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Celebrex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;, a pain killer that claim to be so good. My next appointment with Orthopedic Clinic HKL will be on 19 January 2010. (Lambatnya...) But the doctor say, even operation can't do much to my bone. The worst thing is because the pain is a rare thing to most people and it can't be seen with our own eyes, they (my family mostly) tend to think it’s nothing. But it's a pain that I can't describe the feeling. I guess I have to learn to live with it. My work attitudes kind of affected since I start feel the pain (around July/August 2009) because the pain mostly persists on morning (I always late to punch in, always take medical leave/emergency leave). Nowadays abah have to send me every day to office (though I have resolve not to menyusahkan abah anymore once upon a time ago) because I can't stand to take LRT in the morning. So I pray that one fine day it could be better.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" type="disc" &gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;I guess there are nothing more to say about what have happened... Friends do come and go in my life... And I have use to it since I' little kid... So no argument on that. But to those my friend out there, I'm truly sorry if you feel I'm not being a good friend to you. I admit myself that I am always lack of friendly skill. If I don't contact you or poke you it doesn't mean I don't remember you. Deep in my heart you always be my friend if you still thought that so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Finished rambling about past... So how about the future? What are my aims in 2010?&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" type="disc" &gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I think about cut some weight as I had put lots of weight this past 2 years... All the diet programs are totally crap (seem not work out) for me. Maybe I could do some jogging tomorrow? Well we see what will happen then...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Have boyfriend and get married... hahaha... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Finished my third and next and next books for publish...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Be a good daughter, more solehah lady, rajin sembahyang awal....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Re-arrange my credit... Try to avoid shopping perhaps? huhuhu...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Keep money and save my holiday so I could fly to California and meet my best friend Sharina...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Further my study for Master program…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Happiness!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Etc...Etc...Etc... Can't think of anything more at the moment... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 12pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 12pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;By the way…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 12pt; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Dear all I would like to take this opportunity to say I'm sorry if I ever hurt you take your belongings without permission and have any hutang with you... Please Halalkan whatever I owe you... And so am I in return... I always want to say like this (but I scared the word will be real soon... huhuhu what lah iejay ni kan...) just to remind myself that life is not longer. We never know when we will be call to HIM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 12pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SzwgZYl6qlI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FFtdeeHEEII/s1600-h/Wanita-Solehah-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421243671917537874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SzwgZYl6qlI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FFtdeeHEEII/s320/Wanita-Solehah-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-8219711357997739524?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/8219711357997739524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=8219711357997739524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/8219711357997739524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/8219711357997739524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-whats-up.html' title='New Year What&apos;s Up...'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/Szwfg9GzDgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/1AVywyCp-nM/s72-c/bismillah.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-3430914560195650310</id><published>2009-08-21T11:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:11:02.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marhaban ya Ramadhan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/So4TcN4QccI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BwZN5ltWf2Y/s1600-h/dari-jiya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372252780982464962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/So4TcN4QccI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BwZN5ltWf2Y/s320/dari-jiya1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Marhaban ya Ramadhan...&lt;br /&gt;Bulan dimana nafas kita menjadi tasbih...&lt;br /&gt;tidur kita menjadi ibadah...&lt;br /&gt;amal kita diterima dan do'a kita di ijabah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sungguh cantik kain plekat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;dipakai orang pergi ke pekan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Puasa Ramadhan semakin dekat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;silap dan salah mohon dimaafkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Berharap padi dalam lesung, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;yang ada cuma rumpun jerami, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hati bertatap langsung,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;cuma terlayang blog ini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sebelum cahaya surga padam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sebelum hidup berakhir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sebelum pintu tobat tertutup, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sebelum Ramadhan datang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iejay memohon maaf zahir dan batin... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Taqqobalahu Minna Waminkum, Taqoballahu Ya Karim, Marhaban Ya Ramadhan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Allaahumma baariklanaa fi Sya'ban wa ballighnaa Ramadhan&lt;br /&gt;Aminn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Semoga Ramadhan AL MUBARAQ ini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;membawa keberkatan kepada semua dan mengukuhkan ukhwah yang terbina….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;SEMOGA RAMADHAN YANG BAKAL MENJELMA AKAN LEBIH BERERTI DLM APA JUA AMALAN YANG KITA LAKUKAN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255023750652562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 51px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/So4Vew13IpI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZHeDMBe9bew/s320/image0099.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Bertemu kita lagi dengan Ramadhan Al-Mubaraq... Bulan Bonus untuk umat Islam sekalian untuk top-up semula amalan kita yang mungkin banyak loophole selama 11 bulan yang telah berlalu... Jadi marilah kita bersama-sama merebut peluang yang ada kerana mana kita tahun ini mungkin Ramadhan yang terakhir buat kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;p/s: lama dah tak menulis kat sini kan??? lots of things happened... lots of people around me have die like Arwah Mak Su my &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;dearest neighbour (Al-Fatihah for her) and born (My nephew Ahamad Adi Zarif)... fall in love and frust from love... my first ever novel Lagu Cinta is on the shelf...and etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;Memang rindu nak menulis disini tetapi ada masa a word cannot describe your feeling... Lagipun bukankah ada kata pepatah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;If something good happened to you, engraved it on the rock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So it will remain forever for other to see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;But if something bad happened to you, just write it on the sand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So the air will blow all the hatred feeling away from your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;BTW I'm still single and available...still haven't meet my Mr. right... anyone interested? Please calll my dad to arange for rombongan peminangan ya... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-3430914560195650310?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/3430914560195650310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=3430914560195650310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/3430914560195650310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/3430914560195650310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2009/08/marhaban-ya-ramadhan.html' title='Marhaban ya Ramadhan...'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/So4TcN4QccI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BwZN5ltWf2Y/s72-c/dari-jiya1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-8515504845432685554</id><published>2008-04-29T12:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:47:26.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To End or Not To End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SBarqioen5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/agx544HkYnk/s1600-h/w2214971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194527967557885842" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SBarqioen5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/agx544HkYnk/s320/w2214971.jpg" width="320" height="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(picture credit: Sharina A. S - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artly.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.artly.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I don’t know what is happening to me now. It has been months I haven’t updating anything on this blog and lately I’ve become hardly to visit my own blog. I don’t know if I ever have a bad day or gray sky because everything seems fine to me. I still go to and back from work as usual. I’m still the one who looking forward to any chances having an MC or emergency leave from my work. I’m still the one who eagerly waiting the weekend to hit back on Monday morning. I’m still the old iejay that most of you know. So after few days of thinking over and over, I have come to this decision, a decision that come from nowhere; that I will hang the operation of this blog or perhaps close it if I have no more guts in next few months to update anything. I may come out with new website perhaps. Its not that I had receive any nasty comment or what so ever. It just that I don’t feel I want to regularly update my blog anymore. Maybe I won’t write anymore. Yeah, this is so me. I’m truly the one who only interested on something for a very short period, who likes to act as she is tough one though she’s not. However I’ll still blog hopping and leave comments on other bloggers blog as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quarter-life_crisis"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;quarter life crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;, if I may call so. (FYI this term is existed in psychology though mid-life crisis is much more popular to the world and mostly all this kind of crisis will occur to male if to be compare with female.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the end. Thanks for all of your supports to this blog, my crap writing and me myself all this while. Perhaps I’ll be back, perhaps not…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Bad Day (Daniel Powter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Where is the moment we needed the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're falling to pieces every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Because you had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're taking one down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You say you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Will you need a blue sky holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're taking one down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You say you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Oooh.. a holiday..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(yeah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oh you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're taking one down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You say you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You've seen what you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours truly; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Picasso who has lost her Midas touch&lt;/strong&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/24877006-8515504845432685554?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/8515504845432685554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=8515504845432685554&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/8515504845432685554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/8515504845432685554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-end-or-not-to-end.html' title='To End or Not To End'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SBarqioen5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/agx544HkYnk/s72-c/w2214971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-1481357975817084428</id><published>2007-11-23T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:09:03.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 50 Days Quests...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's been sooooooooooooo long I haven't updated you blogspot.....  I’m so lazy to change the layout and everything... after all I still keep you because you are my journal when I need a place to shout out so one fine day I may laugh back when I’m read it... hopefully....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough... Now back to the topic... MY 50 day quests! What is it? hmmm... mama and abah successfully arrived at Jeddah, Medina yesterday (22 nov 2007 @ 0100 hours Malaysia)... yup my abah and mama are doing their hajj now... they flight off on 21 nov 2007 @ 1135 hours from kelana jaya and will only be back to the family insyaallah by 10th January 2008.. it will be +/-50 days without mama and abah here... so that was my quests for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within this 50 days without abah and mama there are lots of thing I had to do on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to manage all the house financials, bills, money that abah left for their child’s&lt;br /&gt;I have to make sure my siblings especially my two younger brothers are fine during the 50 days...&lt;br /&gt;abah give me the responsibility to keep all his and mama money, identity card, salary for his employee, monthly hire purchase payment for our perodua kembara&lt;br /&gt;our house are clean and safe&lt;br /&gt;my brothers do what they should do&lt;br /&gt;all kitchen stock are enough for angah (my aunt) to cook&lt;br /&gt;all the preparation for my brother to start back their school early January and new semester in mid December&lt;br /&gt;etc...etc...duty that I should do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion I’ll be the master of the house for the next 50 days though I have an elder sister staying with me since she will be on and off for her outstation duty... previously I thought that I have to take the duty as 'Tukang Masak Diraja' for the 50 days... but since angah was here to accompany us... so I could rely on her to prepare my brother meals during the day and I could help her to prepare the food for dinner and weekend as when my mama is around... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I have to go  to office by my own which is now I have to walk to putra wangsa maju to take the lrt... in emergency of being late I might drive the kembara to office (but then I’ll have problem with parking and massive traffic) or ask my brother to send me while he still around... anyhow it will be a good exercise for me to cut few pounds of my overweight (two and half years ago during the one and half month work with my***  outlet retail at masjid india I did losses few kgs when I walk every morning off to work) and I want to get use myself with this routine so I don’t have to burden abah anymore to send me to the setiawangsa putra station everyday when he back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aiming to cut down few kgs and slim down during the 50 days... mama always say I’m getting to look like my sis who already overweight... so mama hopefully when you back your lovely daughter are slimmer than before you go... *big grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During few days before and the last moments where they will leaving the house, there are lots of guest coming in and out... our cousins, immediate family, relatives and neighbor come to meet my Mama and Abah for the last time before their boarding... its quite tiring to clear the house back but I take it as good sign that everybody are blessing them since Mama and abah always being good to family and friends...&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;I do miss abah and mama a lottt... I do still cry when I pray for their safety and health over there...and even now there is tearing in my eyes...  I miss mama appearance around the house...her babbling to me to do this and that... I miss mama cooking's... I miss to hear abah wake me up for subuh prayer and when I pretend that I don't hear... I miss abah voice every morning recite his Al-Quran that I give to him as present last year... I miss both of my mama and abah so much...I even feel like having fever since they gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Abah I’ll always pray for your safety and healthy there until you back here... hopefully both of you will get hajj mabrur... I still don’t want to lose you... I love both of you...  please ALLAH, let me see their smile and hear their voice again this 10th January of 2008... I’ll promise to take a look on adik2 and fulfill the entire task that you give to me... I promise to try taking away all my stubbornness’... I want to forget and please forgive me for all the hatred feeling that I have in my heart towards both of you all this while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who might read this, please pray for my Mama and Abah there...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: why celcom can't roaming there... they already bought ample credit for their phone before leaving Malaysia that day  so they can call their child’s.... the I-talk also not so efficient to be use there... duh! &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/24877006-1481357975817084428?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/1481357975817084428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=1481357975817084428&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/1481357975817084428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/1481357975817084428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-50-days-quests.html' title='My 50 Days Quests...'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-4277625440486982713</id><published>2007-08-15T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:48:01.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHiS FeEling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;dear inche blogie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why ya lately ni me feel so blues? every night before sleep and everytime me wake up in the morning me has the feeling that dont wanna go to work, creating all the reason that me could think so me dont have to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside me feel very demotivated lately... why ya? well guess that me start feel this when the office start revising the salary and me consider as the one who get lower increment because previously me didn't score well for degree... what the heck are they doing? its not fair..why after one and half year me work here they need to impliment this stupid policy? those get 3.0 and above can get 2K++. those below 3.0 which is including me get 1.7K... grrr... me do work as others too, me perform as others too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know blogie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me hate being transfer to this new department..almost 3 month me was hear..but me still don't feel like this place is for me...me cant really mingling with the clicks here... and should be, in this department me can do own decision... some said here, they test decision making of me... yes its true.. buta what is the meaning of using decision making skills if they allow most of all because the head of office say just go on... me dont feel good of this... me more love old department... why? because there, me have to liase with lawyers and the gang where me guess really challenge me self. here, in new department, me always have to confront stupid secretaries and management firms... sometimes they make feel like stupid.. me feel want to reject their applications, but the seniors say, me dont have the firmed reason to do so... guess that is too why me had the blues feeling inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes me hate very much to take LRT... me hate to be late and make the punch card turn red... me hate being in the public congested.. but me dont want to make abah tired because he have to send me everyday to office.. how about if one day abah gone? me need to learn be indipendence as usual...as what me always be... why lately me dont feel like me is what me were before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me know its not good to complaint this and that.. ALLAH has give me the best of all... not all friend of me have a good job as me after graduated... they have to work hard and do whatever they can... me that easily being appoint as officer in this office though the position not suitable with qualification of me... me should be glad, me have salary every month, the office quite near to house...previously me feel so happy work at this office... me dont care if the sallary not that high... me dont care if me had to work late and they dont pay me overtime... me do the job with all my heart... but now, me know that me cant stay here with happy face anymore.. it feel so burden to go to office everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inche blogie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lat few days me go to another interview... first me feel confident... but then when me in the interview room, me feel blank and talk nonsense... me donno if me have the chance or not... me really want to get out of this office.. me really want to get away of them... me want a new task... want something that can make me happy again... do me have the chances? this is what me really want at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;married? guy? me dont think about that seriously anymore nowdays... for me if there meant someone for me, me will accept without any doubt... but me never miss to pray that ALLAh will sent me a guy who can love me and lead me to be a good girl... when me think back, whatever relationship me have with any guy, either purposly to make it potential future man or me sincerely be friend with them, will never last longer.. why ya? what can me conclude is, me always pray for a good guy.. may be all the guy me know (in wahtever reason me know them) not good for me and the future... so thats why ALLAH lead it to stop... after all its not good right a man and woman who have no relationship to be friend with each other if they dont have some one to accompany their meeting right? a ggod man for a good womaan... so me try to lead me self to be good even its hard to do... last night me sleep without pray isya'...Ya ALLAH me too busy read novels and feel tired and cant wake up early to pray as usual... should me have time before me start sleep... but me always lazy... then how ALLAH going to grant what me had pray for right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhhmmmmm....me know me always lazy and sometimes forget to pray as like me have the biggest country to manage like Nabi Sulaiman a.s.... me hope me can prevent it in the future.... me want ALLAH to grant what me has pray for... me want to get out of here...this office... me dont want to live in the stress.. with unhappy life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were what all had happen are the signs that me should to take a step to leave this office? arrrrggghhhh.... me dont know!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-4277625440486982713?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/4277625440486982713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=4277625440486982713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/4277625440486982713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/4277625440486982713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-feeling.html' title='tHiS FeEling...'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-1876241937954610549</id><published>2007-07-11T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:48:37.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ErRr...EmMmM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/RpRKXHoGnMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vuaz6S2mHnA/s1600-h/kara20picking20flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085771640252832962" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/RpRKXHoGnMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vuaz6S2mHnA/s320/kara20picking20flowers.jpg" width="211" height="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some very good and very bad things &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most destructive habit....... ......... ......Worry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The greatest Joy......... ......... ......... ....Giving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The greatest loss........ ........Loss of self-respect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most satisfying work........ ....... Helping others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The ugliest personality trait....... ...... Selfishness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most endangered species..... ....Dedicated leaders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Our greatest natural resource.... ......... .. Our youth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The greatest "shot in the arm"........ ..Encouragement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The greatest problem to overcome.... ......... .... Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most effective sleeping pill........ Peace of mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most crippling failure disease..... ....... Excuses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most powerful force in life........ ......... . Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most dangerous person...... ......... ... A gossiper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The world's most incredible computer.... .... The brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The worst thing to be without..... ......... ..... Hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The deadliest weapon...... ......... ........ The tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The two most power filled words....... ........ "I Can"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The greatest asset....... ......... ......... ..... Faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most worthless emotion..... ......... .... Self-pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most beautiful attire...... ......... ....... SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most prized possession.. ......... ..... Integrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most powerful channel of communication. .... Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most contagious spirit...... ......... .. Enthusiasm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The most important thing in life.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Almighty ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085775127766277330" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/RpRNiHoGnNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C90maTZu4ok/s320/image002.gif" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;note from iejay :- after quite some times from the last post, so many things happens, but feel soooo.... lazzzzy to write down...hehehe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/24877006-1876241937954610549?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/1876241937954610549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=1876241937954610549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/1876241937954610549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/1876241937954610549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2007/07/errremmmm.html' title='ErRr...EmMmM...'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/RpRKXHoGnMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Vuaz6S2mHnA/s72-c/kara20picking20flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-4444938251634388751</id><published>2007-04-12T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:07:27.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its been quite long time I haven't update anything here. Been lazy and busy with my other &lt;a href="http://iejay.blogdrive.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. After all this blog I dedicated specially for my life journal only. Whatever I feel deep down inside and I need to let it out but I cant do so because I don't have anybody to hear my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So as the title, today is my bad day. In fact bad week for me. By right I have intention to post a new entry on Monday. Suddenly on that day I received a news that my uncle have passed away. Al-fatihah for my Alang. I don't have the chance to see him for the last time since I don't pay any visit because my sis was late to dropped by my family before back to our hometown. so I decide not to follow my family (though I really want to do so) since I have a training the day after. On the day before that, which is Sunday I had lost my employee ID card and LRT monthly pass. So this month I'm broke. I have to top up my touch and go since the LRT company doesn't sell anymore pass after 7th day of the month. I lost my pass on 8th April. Seems cruel right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And today, is the most bad day and made me piss off. Ruin all my mood and motivation. I've been undergo three training as a speaker for Corporate Registrar Forums (CRF) which will be held next week 18th April 2007. the registrar from all over the world will give a visit to my office and I'm selected as one of the speaker who should explain about my division. Today when all of us do the simulation with our A's officer, my GM said "You are good at the beginning but then you are lost with you presentation." How could I'm not being lost when the A's officer seems doesn't want to hear me. They start to chat with each other when I'm doing my presentation. In my view they are tired to hear the same point since I'm the 5th presenter who repeat the same thing with the previous presenter. Then she said, she put me in as a reserve presenter. She choose other senior officer as presenter to replace me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What will you feel when you are in my shoe? For me it is sign of you are reject but it been said in a polite way. I will only be come a speaker on the tour day if one of the final chosen presenter are not available on that day because of emergency or sick. Should I pray it happen? *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess the dark side of me will do so. But my good side are hardly trying to accept that as a fate for me. Maybe it is not my luck. Maybe it as a return for my sins. Maybe unaware I have act being too proud when I was appoint as one of the presenter for the big event. Maybe it is one of my test as a slave to my god ALLAH SWT. Maybe there is something much more sweet waiting for me on the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For that reason I don't joint the training and rehearsal after lunch hour. I don't care what my GM think. If she think I'm too childish by sulking because of her decision. Let it be. I need my own time to recover from the rejection. I'm thinking of taking a leave tomorrow. *grin again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Only ALLAH know the reason and HE know what best for HIS slave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YA ALLAH if I'm ever done anything wrong, if I ever forget you in anyway, if I ever being too proud on your gift, if I ever being too much as your slave, please do forgive me. I know that you always give the best to your slave. You won't forget your slave. Please lead me to the right way and please give me the strength to overcome your test. AMIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-4444938251634388751?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/4444938251634388751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=4444938251634388751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/4444938251634388751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/4444938251634388751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day!'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-116971515073870487</id><published>2007-01-25T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T17:06:30.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iS iT a sIgN oF AnYtHiNg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basically nothing much to update... My work as usual, busy, really busy actually. Whatever the situation is, I guess that I'm still the kind of person who take it easily but seriously. Everyday, go to work in the morning. Be back home (depends on Mr. Moody) after my work done (as early 5.15pm or as late as 10.30pm) . I'm happy with my family and friends. Catching up reading all the new novels in market. Writing the next chapter for my e-novel . Yes I'm a writer now. Just for fun and trying my gifted. Am I gifted? Guess that I have few numbers of fan who eagerly want to know the update, so it can be consider that the e-novel project is a success to me. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt; Ohh..To those who want to read it, please refer to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://iejay.blogdrive.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;L.A.G.U C.I.N.T.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Thinking of register my self for a Master Program if I can update my other blog consistently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, stop the crap. Back to the title, the reason for my intention to jot down something here. Recently, around this past few weeks, I'm easily and fortunately meet my old friends and person that I know around me. What so special about it? Its normal right if we just walk around and meet somebody? But its seems not normal for me okay! I guess that, since I graduated from my highschool (SPM-lah) and university, even I like to hanging around at hot spot such as Jusco nearby my house (hot spot for me), KLCC, ride on LRT everyday, it such as impossible for me to meet or even see from far any of my friend! Though most of them stay nearby my neighborhood. All I can remember, it start since I have the chance to saw part of my classmate in APGS during Sharina's wedding. Nadia, Rozana, Sumathi, Esther, Lim Leng Hwee, Lee Eu Wei, err...Sandy, friends in KMNS Wani and Nazrin. Then I bump with Nany on the way to my office. Yesterday I bump with Esther in LRT and Nur with Azura on way home. And today lunch hour, I went to CESB shop at Bangsar to buy some new novels. Guess what? I bump with Wabbit, Kak Ija and Kak Lena (my blogging friends) at there! On way back after come out from that shop, I met Syakir my ex-colleague at the book fair PWTC 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't include calls from friends who are seems search for me suddenly after such long time we haven't meet. I got calls from Odah, Tajul, As, Kak Maz (my coursemate during BCA UiTM Shah Alam) . Not to forget, calls from Harry-Bery. Oh, okay all of them call me for a purpose of course. They need my assistant to give some info on Companies and Business Information where I'm kind of expert on it. Huh, expert? Am I? &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Laughing Out Lot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm thinking about it back, it seems like a sign for me. A sign that I don't know yet. Why suddenly, after such long time (some of them about 7 years) I hardly meet or bump my friends wherever I go (I'm low profile person all these year...hahaha...), now it seems so easy to bump and everybody are searching me? Not to forget, most of them have the same question towards me..."When are you going to marry???" Uh...Uh..Uh...I hate that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bonus&lt;/span&gt; question and being so adult like this! Why is it? Is it a sign that I'm going to meet someone more special? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My prince Charming perhaps? &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*grin again*&lt;/span&gt; Anyone have any idea about it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/24877006-116971515073870487?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116971515073870487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=116971515073870487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/116971515073870487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/116971515073870487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-it-sign-of-anything.html' title='iS iT a sIgN oF AnYtHiNg?'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-116834447376612848</id><published>2007-01-09T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:07:53.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CuTi... KaHwiN?  nEw YeAr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lama tak update...uhh dah penuh sawang... tu lah sibuk update my other blog at blogdrive...konon nak jadi penulis..hahaha... ni pun baru balik bercuti 11 hari from 29 dis 2006 to 8 jan 2007...&lt;strong&gt;SERONOT&lt;/strong&gt; sungguh...rasa macam cuti semester...rasa macam zaman masih study...dapat cuti lama2 tanpa perlu beratkan kepala... sampai malam tadi hati dok sayu hari ini dah start kerja...rasa macam tak nak pergi kerja dah...hahaha... tak nak kerja? adooii cik zaila zakaria siapa nak kasi duit kalau tak kerja? kahwin dengan orang kaya bolehlah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sebut pasal kahwin, baru balik dari kenduri kahwin sharina di perak...bertapa di rumahnya dari khamis petang ke sabtu petang sampai sabtu...itupun bergegas balik after kenduri on sabtu, konon nak kena hantar ridhwan ke jengka esoknya...sekali bila dah sampai, dia kata this sem dia nak naik bas je..hampeh punya adik...kalau tau boleh balik ahad, tumpang kak mira...so lebih sikit time spend dengan my best friend sharina....lepas ni dia balik pasir panjang california, USA ikut laki dia mr. sokha adam nou entah bila boleh jumpa...bukan boleh naik bas transnasional nak jumpa dia kat sana. bercakap tentang sokha, this time dah boleh cerita panjang2 sikit dengan dia...dah tak semput nak catch up slang amerika dia...hehehe... well overall kenduri berjalan lancar and my best friend look so beautiful... she's lady of the day kan... and kerja jadi pengapit pun tak susah walaupun dia bagi short notice to me...ada jumpa few ex-classmate such as esther, nadia, sumi, lim leng hwee, lee eu wei, sandy, rozana tapi tak berbual pun dengan depa...just salam and senyum...kenapa yer? tak tau nak interupt dari side mana.  rasa lain bila dah lama tak jumpa and tak tahu perkembangan diaorang...juga ex-housemate sharina kat UM pansho, wani and reen yang juga merupakan ex-mate me at KMNS... masa kat rumah sharina pun tak banyak kerja, agak relaks since banyak benda dah settle just tunggu harinya sahaja and sharina  kasi guna komputer dia untuk download and sempat siapkan satu bab untuk my blogdrive e-novel...thank you sharina and family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;another story about kahwin... masa kenduri sharina, she and her family, khalida and during YM dengan Nur and Odah, sibuk dorang tanya soalan bonus... 'Bila nak kahwin?' adoiii...hari tu dah ditanya Tajul bila nak makan nasi minyak ...ni diaorang pula... huh tak sedar kejap je dah 2007...umur pun dah 20+5 tahun this year...dulu target 2 years ago nak kahwin dah..tapi la ni masih tak jumpa prince cahrmingnya, so macam mana nak kahwin? oleh kerana itu my resolution for this year, still the same, looking for someone who want to marry me...hehehe anyone want to volunteer? LOL... sharina asyik suruh amik aura dia supaya me cepat kahwin...hahaha...dia tanya siapa penggalak nak pergi kerja everyday? my answer, none! dolu2 zaman belajar, ye lah kena ada penggalak baru semangat, tapi dah kerja ada atau tak kena juga semangatkan diri...kalau tidak, mana mahu cari duit??? after all bila makin dewasa, i dont have that guts to flirt around anymore macam masa belajar...hahaha..mata masih merayap tapi just to appreciate ciptaan ALLAH terhadap kaum adam...kalau dulu paras rupa adalah keutamaan...tapi kini, kalau ada rupa it is a bonus.. yang penting otak and perangai dia...after all, isn't that beauty lies in the eyes of beholder??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;dari dulu bila org tanya soalan tentang kahwin,  senang je jawapannya, 'please find me someone to marry me...i dont mind being set-up...' tapi dorang ni terus  senyap bila me cakap macam tu...kenapalah i dont live in kampung where there will be lots of set-up and matchmaking process? duduk bandar sejak kecik tak ada can nak merasa proses itew...huhuhu... me bukan memilih tapi most of the man i used to know is useless! boring tahap gaban... i'm entering into so-called matured status cycle of human live, so i dont want to play around and fall in love just for fun...i'm looking for a serious relationship! and still can't find the right man... may be dekat loh mahfuz tertulis its isn't my time yet to have somebody...so pray and waiting the right time and the right man will come soon...  jadi bila orang tanya soalan bonus itu lagi pada me,  jawapan yang akan dijawab ialah 'saya tunggu Raja Dr. Nazrin pinang saya...' is it enough???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my keyboard lap top rosak...si ridhwan tu pergi gurau2 dengan adik dia time me tengah baru nak warm up the lap top and with horlick by my side. then dia tertolak cawan horlick tu and the rest is history...my horlick tumpah atas keyboard... lepas tu si ridhwan boleh stood there like blur... huh kenapa lah i have a brother like that... mula2 lap top tu tiba2 terpadam and could not be on at all.. dah cuak rasanya... luckily after few hours boleh on tapi keyboard tak boleh tekan... sampai the right time i'm going to perak for sharina's wedding, masih rosak. bila balik dapat tahu ayong hantar ke kawan dia for repair... up to now still in the clinic... jangan dia pi claim the repair payment from me dah lah... i won't pay for it....  siapa suruh pandai2 hantar... for me just go to the shortcut solution, beli je external keyboard... memanglah menyusahkan sebab dah jadi 2 keyboard tapi keyboard external tu just about RM40++ tak mahal mana pun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so now dah masuk tahun baru...infact dah 9 hari pun... i'm glad tahun  ni tak ada sambutan tahun baru... buat apa sambut? buat habis duit kerajaan jer, habis duit petronas buat konsert, buat tambah bala kat malaysia...yet ada juga bangsa melayu yang merungut sebab tak dibuat sambutan tahun baru...rasa nak je bagi ceramah free kat mangkuk tingkat tu...buat malu melayu jer...apa nak jadi? nak jadi bangsa yang asyik berhibur je ke? dah lah countdown to new year tu pada hari raya aidil adha yang pertama where we should still bertakbir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hari ni baru masuk kerja after 11 days of holidays... memang banyak dokumen, cuma kerana tak diloggokkan sangat atas my meja, so tak terasa...after all me masih not in the right mood to buat kerja...cuma layan sorang lawyer yang datang jumpa me, take incoming calls and jumpa bos handout problem before cuti hari tu...yang lain2??? surf blog2 yang dah banyak tertinggal and update my own blog...ni pun almost 8pm...still tak balik bukan sibuk buat kerja, sibuk baca e-novel and guna internet for own purpose...hahaha...mampus kalau my big boss tahu... on the same time i'm thinking and trying to refresh my workstation outlook... tapi bahan tak cukup...dah buat sikit...nanti sambung lagi... dah one year with same appearance, boringlah.. need a fesh look to enlighten  my mood... tadi dapat organizer my company...colour &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lagi...huhuhu...tengah pikir nak pakai yang ini atau old one...tapi the size is quite big lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so rasanya itu saja cecehan yang nak diluahkan untuk tahun baru... esok kena start struggle siapkan kerja2 tergendala sepanjang bercuti...dah habis tour all my favourite blog...yaiy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-116834447376612848?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116834447376612848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=116834447376612848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/116834447376612848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/116834447376612848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2007/01/cuti-kahwin-new-year.html' title='CuTi... KaHwiN?  nEw YeAr!'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-116365719187282207</id><published>2006-11-16T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:06:31.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NeWs oF tHe DaY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing much... I've just called my lovely brother Imran Hakimi and ask him regarding his UPSR (Ujian Penilaian Sekolah Rendah) results which come out today 16 November 2006... and I was blessed that he score 5As!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was a shocking truth for me...but then I thanks ALLAH for HIS blessing that my brother can have such result... So it shows that I haven't made any mistake in teaching and growing my Imran... All this while, my father always put that responsibilities to have a look on Imran studies and life... I'm the one who responsible to make sure his study is alright, get him into a tuition centre, make sure he do that and this... and my sis keep complaining me the way that I handle Imran... I admit that I'm not a good teacher... I hate to teach others, but then they still ask me to teach Imran... I don't want to teach Imran all this while, because I'm easily get tempered while teaching... My sis always blame me on buying Imran comics book and toys... They say I'm spoiling him, which will make him failed for his study... and I have to pretend as a deaf because I know what am I doing... I believe in him and I don't have to push him to study as they did... Not every kid need to be or like to be push... Sometimes they need to do what they want because it can help them develop their brain naturally... Comics and toys may look wasting of time but sometimes and on some kids it can be a good substance to grow them...I still remember my sis, once scold me up because keep buying Imran comics... The reason because she said Imran going to fail his Bahasa Malaysia essay paper when she found out that Imran had answer one of the essay wrongly... Now, see it... He still can score it...just believe in him that he can do it... He is not that too useless.. He is still a hardworking boy... He rarely skip school and tuitions class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever it is CONGRATULATION IMRAN and me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-116365719187282207?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116365719187282207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=116365719187282207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/116365719187282207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/116365719187282207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/11/news-of-day.html' title='NeWs oF tHe DaY'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-116115400776764964</id><published>2006-10-18T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:53:21.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sALaM LEbaRAn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 415px" height="547" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/masjid.jpg" width="557" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salam Syawal untuk semua... Salam makan dodol, ketupat lemang, kuih2 raya, minum sirap, etc...&lt;/strong&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/24877006-116115400776764964?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116115400776764964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=116115400776764964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/116115400776764964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/116115400776764964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/10/salam-lebaran.html' title='sALaM LEbaRAn'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-115683167367163097</id><published>2006-08-29T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T14:09:42.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kOnFroNtaSi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lama tak post kat sini...sebab tak nak biarkan blog ni berhantu seperti kata sesetengah blogger, maka hati ini tergerak untuk post something today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bulan ni memang kacau bilau je rasanya... Kenapa???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Me myself in a confrontation with a friend whom I use to call as a bestfriend... The reason only because the RM30 that I ask her to pay back... Its quite long story and I don't want to repeat it... But still because of that small amount we have been in confrontation for a month!!! Well maybe that is not the main reason why we having confrontation... I guess that small amount is only the fire starter for our relationship... It have been so long in our relationship, I try to understand, be patient with her... We always use to have things that we were disagree... For me she always use to be dominant... I have enough of her boyfriends story... I'm aware that I'm not pretty or charming as her... I don't even have any boyfriend as her did... Is that because she couldn't listen to me once regarding what she need to do to her useless boyfriends??? She use to be someone close to me, well known my family, so I love her... I don't want her to waste her life, her charming just for a 'married guy' who have a record of irresponsibility!!! She can have someone better than that... I have the experience as a child when my dad once flirt behind my moms... I feel so sad, so depress, so vulnerable... I feel like I can't go on with my life, I even feel like I want to suicide...But then I realize, and thanks to Allah for helping me to get away from the feeling and make my dad realize which is more important, her daughter or that bitch... Even it have been for years, sometimes I still can feel the pain... Because of this I don't want my bestfriend to do so...Being a bitch which bring the reason of a divorce to married couple with two child....My mum and sis keep insist me to repair our relationship... For me, she is the one who start the confrontation, and I still remember her message through my brother "don't call her"... If she ask that, then her wish are granted... Even someday we might forget about this confrontation, I don't think that we can be so close as before... I guess for her, our relationship only worth RM30... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peterpan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Semua Tentang Kita)&lt;br /&gt;waktu terasa semakin berlalu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tinggalkan cerita tentang kita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akan tiada lagi kini tawamu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuk hapuskan semua sepi di hati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teringat di saat kite tertawa bersama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ceritakan semua tentang kita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ada cerita tentang aku dan dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dan kita bersama saat dulu kala&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ada cerita tentang masa yang indah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saat kita berduka saat kita tertawa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#99ffff;"&gt;p/s: I guess this wording suits my situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-115683167367163097?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115683167367163097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=115683167367163097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/115683167367163097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/115683167367163097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/konfrontasi.html' title='kOnFroNtaSi'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-115198817711110492</id><published>2006-07-04T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:50:39.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iT’s mY TiMe tO StaNd uP !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;For the past few days, I ‘m being attracted to news of a court case of a women who converted from Islam to Christianity in 1998 who try to dismiss the words Islam in her ID card. At first, I’m not really keen on writing about this in my blog because it’s quite offensive to some people. What I’ll write here is my own opinion and my belief towards my religion. I’m not that expert to talk about this, but then it just my opinion which I hope can clarify even a little bit about my religion for those who are not a Muslim. After all, I have tried to search any articles in the internet that support Muslim belief in the case of Lina Joy and I found none of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady in this case is Lina Joy who named as Azlina Jailani before her conversion to Christian. What I’ve heard from the religious talk and read from articles, the numbers of Muslim converting to other religion are increasing and worrying us the Muslims. But there are not so much can be done by the Muslim Authority, because the power enforce to them are very limited to certain scope only since this country are much more bind by the Civil Law. So what are we, the Muslims can do are to protect our religion on our own as self or group preservation. Mind there are some people out there accusing that the judges, the National Registration Department (NRD) rejected Lina Joy appeal by discrimination and not base on the Statutory Law. For me, I would bravo them if they stick to their decision (even other might say the decision are discriminate), because what are they doing is part of their contribution to Islam. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every Muslim have the responsibility, when they see there are wrongdoings by human which contravene the Islamic Law, they should try to fight it with their action, if they can’t fight by action, they should fight by their words, if not at least by their heart which is the weakest of IMAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Both the NRD and the judges, for me are doing their role as Muslims to protect our religion and the rest of Muslims community. Imagine if the appeal being succeed, thus they will be more Muslims converting to other religious will use this case as their application to drawn the word Muslims from their ID. Thus the Islam is not protected anymore in this country. For me Islam should be protected because it is the religion that being applies as main religion in this country, Malaysia as stated in the Federal Constitution. I would like to quote the words from Pawancheek Marican who represented Malay Muslim Lawyers Association at the court on Lina Joy case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Article 11 of the Federal Constitution should be looked as a whole, but the press and NGOs have been looking at only its heading. Having the right to freedom to religion does not mean it is not an offence to convert a Muslim to another religion.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen lots of comments from other parties who are actually not aware of the real meaning and understand the essence of Islam. They comment and talk as they are the experts. They try to twist some of our words or word from our Holy Al-Quran to confuse other who try to seek the truth. Hey men, if you are not expert, don’t talk about it please. I’ve seen so many people who twist the words from our Al-quran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“There is no force in Islam”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your kind information, the words are address to the non-Muslims, there is no compulsion, if you don’t want to be a Muslims, and we can’t force you if you don’t want to. But if you are already Muslim you are force to obey all the rules set out by Allah the Almighty. Have a look at this statement by Salim which I copied from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaysia-today.net/Blog-e/2006/04/woman-can-appeal-against-nrds-refusal.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;http://www.malaysia-today.net/Blog-e/2006/04/woman-can-appeal-against-nrds-refusal.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all non-muslims,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;“There is no compulsion in Islam. It’s true but ONLY to the non-Muslims. For ex-Muslims, there are laws on apostacy right from day one. If Christian, Hindu, Buddhist and others don't have such laws, I am very sorry for them. These laws are from Allah, our creator, King of all Kings. And every Muslims know that, if they publicly declare to leave Islam, they will also have to leave this world. Either they repent or die.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;In Islam, you can’t convert to other religion because Muslim has belief that Islam is the best religion after all. There are no such religions completed as in Islam. You won’t feel it and will deny it if you don’t understand the essence of Islam. To understand the essence of Islam you need to learn it. You don’t know the Islam, but then why you keep twisting our words and make it as it is true. I’m admitting that there even group of Muslim who twist the words for Al-Quran for their own sake. For me, these kinds of people are same as those who turn their back from Islam. As a Muslim (even I’m not the best of them), I would stands that Islam is the best for me and I do glad to be a Muslim. Those who turn (converting) from Islam like Lina Joy because they don’t believe and they don’t learn about Islam. They turn down because they can’t seek the BEST of Islam. They don’t follow Allah laws as they should be. If you try to understand the History of Islam you can see what the real Islam is. Islam has given the guide for us the human being till the end of time. Islam is simple; it is the people itself make it look massive and difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tends to label the Muslims as terrorist, but then please bare in your mind that, the terrorist are being the terrorist because they feel the Islam pride have been harass by the non Muslims. They are just protecting Islam. Fine, some of them may be are too extremely behave which hurt the innocent people. Even I’m not agreeing with this kind of people. But you have to understand this, not all of these so called terrorist are Islam expertise. Some of them might just follow their yearnings which are against the Islam rules. In Islam, we are encouraged to seek harmonization among others. We are only fight in the war if it’s for necessary reason. Reason that being accepted to our religion and we have the right conduct even in the war. We won’t murder the women and kids. For those who did it, you may call terrorist. But don’t claim for who doesn’t do that as terrorist. Doesn’t that look unfair? Then where is the injustice for us, the Muslims? Let me ask you, what will you do if you are in our (the Muslims) shoes? What will you do if they is people who want to convert from your religion, but then the Federal Constitution said, they can’t because it is stated in law. Will you protect the law for your religion sake or will you answer, just let them go and do whatever they want to? Then there are going to be more people will follow the converted person steps. I’m sure you’ll protect your religion right? So do us the Muslims. We do what we have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just nobody, I can’t change the court decision, but I’ll pray that the court will stick to its original decision. I’ll pray to Allah Almighty will protect us, the Muslims from splitting up, from those who tends to harm us the Muslims, and we will keep as Muslims till the world hereafter. Amen. &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/24877006-115198817711110492?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115198817711110492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=115198817711110492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/115198817711110492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/115198817711110492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-my-time-to-stand-up.html' title='iT’s mY TiMe tO StaNd uP !'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-115087991038535825</id><published>2006-06-21T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:14:27.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KaWan kU kaHwiN...daH KahWin KaWan Ku...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lamanya tak menulis...memang busy giler lately... now dah susut sikit kerja...banyak masa nak melepak and surf the net freely...huargh..huargh...(gelak jahat...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Huhuhuhu...my kawan sekelas masa form 5 dah 3 org kahwin...dari 10 org jer melayu dlm kelas paling best dalam my dunia (over fed-up@5science 1) tinggal 7 org jer yang masih bujang... start with sahriza zanina (tu pun tak jemput, sharina pun dapat jemput2 ayam jer) bulan mac ari tu... then sharina (the most near person dengan tempat duduk sahriza) (kahwin kat US lak tu...lagi sorang kahwin tiba2)...then khailida yang dudk belakang meja sahrina... dengar cerita rozana (girl yg duduk sebelah khalida in class) pun bakal bertunang... bila la turn aku ni....hihihi boyapren pun tak ada lagi..tapi nak kahwin (anybody nak kenalkan me with abang dia ke, sedara dia ker, adik dia ker...huuhuhu gatalnya saya..kalau la mak saya tahu...) tapi kalau ikut susun atur dalam my kelas dulu, i'm the most nearest to rozana compare to the rest 5 girls...hehehe bestnya mencipta teori...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tengoklah gambar majlis kahwin kawan-kawan ku ni...the bride in blue is khalida, the bride in red is sharina...soon is mine...hehehe berangan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharina's wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 298px" height="544" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/The_Big_Day_158.jpg" width="560" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Mr. &amp; Mrs Adam Sokha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="506" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/The_Big_Day_036.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Menunjukkan Sijil Nikah a.k.a Lesen P..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 344px" height="488" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/The_Big_Day_025.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Tok kadi nyer hensom (nasib dah ada anak)...tgk muka sharina....shahdu jer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 324px" height="445" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/The_Big_Day_157.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sharina extended family....and soon going to extend so more right??? perhaps another 9 months 10 days???hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 364px" height="600" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/The_Big_Day_117.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;keke kecik jer ker??? Tak per nanti majlis kat Malaysia tempah kek 7 tingkat yer???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 340px" height="600" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/5474d107.jpg" width="510" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;errr...i'm spechlesss....wordless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khailida's wedding @ Sungai Buloh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="612" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/1fd67469.jpg" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 334px" height="612" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/0eeeb201.jpg" width="522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/The_Big_Day_158.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-115087991038535825?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115087991038535825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=115087991038535825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/115087991038535825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/115087991038535825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/kawan-ku-kahwindah-kahwin-kawan-ku.html' title='KaWan kU kaHwiN...daH KahWin KaWan Ku...'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-114844688616763161</id><published>2006-05-24T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:52:09.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  TriButE tO a FriEnD…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;I know her quite long time ago… she willing to hear me, help me a lot… I guess she can be claimed as my guardian angel…we are at the same age…once we are actually live in the same neighborhood before she move to Setiawan after SPM…her sister and my sister once a best friend while they are in primary school…her mum know my mum…so does our dad and little brother… she is a good friend to me…but it seems funny because we go to the same kindergarten, same secondary school (in the same class from Form 3 till SPM), live near by…BUT we are actually not being too close…all I can remember we are only close when we are destine to be in the same room at matriculation college Negeri Sembilan (even I’m there for only 4 months before I quit the course while she continue her study there till graduated)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she was leaving to Long Beach California USA…She is going to settle down with her 7years relationship, her ADAM Sokha Nou…? I thought of wishing farewell to her before her flight departure by phone (even I’ve seen her personally and have the last chat on Friday May 19, 2006)... I know her flight today May 24, 2006, it just that I’m not sure her flight time… By 8.50am (Malaysia time) I try to call her to confirm her flight, but I can’t reached her…and her lovely auntie Celcom say ‘this is the voicemail…bla…bla...’ Then I try to look for her family number but I can’t get to them too... suddenly there come an idea to check the MAS flight time (I'm sure enough she'll take MAS flight) by on-line...BUT it's too late for me because the schedule stated that flight to LA (once again I think she take her flight to LA because that was the nearest direct flight to Long Beach) is 9.40am.... looking at my watch it is already 9.05... I thought that she might have check in already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:window.open(" storefront="1001');window.close()&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/mas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So I send her an email…By the time she received the email, she probably in long beach USA already ...And I hope she'll read it and not put it in the junk mail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wish her farewell... &lt;strong&gt;AU REVOIR&lt;/strong&gt; (I hope she still remember this word that we use it in form 5 especially), &lt;strong&gt;BON JOUR&lt;/strong&gt;... Hope she'll be fine and comfort there....always remembers ALLAH and didn't forget me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My last wishes (which I'll really appreciate it if she do me this favors...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a) She’ll tell me her hand-phone number there once she get it...I'm sure she'll get one for her convenient there....I'll contact Celcom to know how I can contact her through that number (it's much easier to SMS-ing her in future)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) She’ll tell me the date she is going to take the vow (nikah la wei)... so I can wish and cherish her even from far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) She’ll keep me update with what she was doing there...not a weekly report lady...but at least keep me abreast of what she were doing there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) She’ll tell me earlier her propose wedding ceremony in Malaysia so I can apply leave banyak2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to wish a great thanks to her for being a good friend to me all this while...even we are not too close during school time (I realize that...I guess we only close on certain matters and thanks a lot for borrowing your homework for me to Photostat...hehehe), and always being there for me when I'm love struck with Payid and those all the guys... I'll always remember our castle at KMNS with all the princesses there Snow White, Rapunzel, me Sleeping Beauty and she the Cinderella....thanks for being there when I have conflict with my Dad and my ex-going-to-be-my-stepmother hehehe....thanks for being my movable Internet kiosk (search all the urgent info...booked movie tickets for me)...and all the thing she do to me which hardly to express here.... *feel like tears come from my eyes writing al this down...especially associate with Westlife songs played on my computer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after this she is coming back to Malaysia somewhere by September, where she is already not Miss Sharina Azrin Salehuddin anymore....but will be Mrs. Adam Sokha Nou... even we are in different world, I hope that we still can be a good friend...and hope your Mr. Adam will let us have some time to chat once a while she’s in Malaysia... Pray that we still be agood friend even we are part by half of the world map...Wish her luck there and pray for my career success here and I'll meet my truly 'ADAM' as she is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;tHaNks foR BeiNg By mY siDe ALl This WhiLe My DeAr Friend ShAriNa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s: Lyrics as follows resembles my feeling toward a good friend like her…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘I wanna grow old with you’ –Westlife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Another day without your smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Another day just passes by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But now I know how much it means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;For you to stay right here with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But it hurts so bad I can't take it any longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A thousand miles between us now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It causes me to wonder how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Our love tonight remains so strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It makes our risk right all along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But it hurt so bad I can't take it any longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Things can come and go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I know but Baby but I believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Something's burning strong between us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Makes it clear to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘Moments’- Westlife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If I die tonight, I’d go with no regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If it’s in your arms I know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I was blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And if your eyes are the last thing that I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Then I know the beauty heaven holds for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But if I make it through, if I live to see the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If I’m with you, I’ll know just what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The truth be told, girl you take my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Every minute, every hour, every day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;‘Cause every moment we share together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Is even better than the moment before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If every day was as good as today was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Then I can’t wait until tomorrow comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A moment in time, is all that’s given you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A moment in time, and it’s something you should seize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So I won’t make the mistake of letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Everyday you’re here I’m gonna let you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;That every moment we share together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Is even better than the moment before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If every day was as good as today was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Then I can’t wait until tomorrow comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Each morning that I get up, I love you more than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So girl I’ll never go away, never stray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So every moment we share together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Is even better than the moment before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If every day was as good as today was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Then I can’t wait until tomorrow comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Repeat) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I love, love, love the moments (oh yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Moments we share together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I love, love, love the moments (oh yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I pray they’d last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Repeat) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 454px; HEIGHT: 346px" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/DSC00504.jpg" width="640" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/05/tribute-to-friend.html' title='A  TriButE tO a FriEnD…'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-114733515117122389</id><published>2006-05-11T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T12:37:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This month, &lt;strong&gt;exactly tommorow 12th may is my 24th Birthday...&lt;/strong&gt;huhuhu makin tua...getting older, my responsibility pun makin besar...after all this is what life is... hummm...for my birthday i wish that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I find my prince charming as soon as possible...i knew i love u before i met u...chee wah...dah gatal dah ni nak kahwin tapi boyfren tak da agi...ada tak sesape nak masuk meminang...now i'm thinking of nak bercinta after kahwin jer la...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) I can handle my life much better than what i'm afford to do now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) I can totally eliminate my bad habits,my xXxX mind and interest, my sins towards my self and ALLAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) My sallary will be increase up and up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) I'll more appreciate other people and people appreciate me with what have i done for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) My family undersatand my intersts, stubborness and privacy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) ALLAH blessing my life..I want to be a good muslims and stay as muslims till the end of this world and the world hereafter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h) eTc...EtC...etC...(for wishes that I'm yet to think at this momment....hehehe )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Actually on 7th may malam 8th may I bake 3 pizzas and I buy a Walls Vannieta (Ice cream Cake) as a celebration for my birthday..my mum told me long2 ago that I was born on 8th of may but only by 12th of may my dad register my birth, so the police at police station (because i was born at home, not at hospital like my other siblings) wrote the date of 12th may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as my birth date... Officially 12th may is my birthday....So every year I can choose to celebrate either on 8th or 12th may..if my family dont wish me on 8th may, I still can wait until 12th may...See how special I am having 2 birthday a year...hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 417px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="534" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/DSC02363.jpg" width="637" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my Pizza &amp; Viennita..Yum..yum &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 418px; HEIGHT: 402px" height="558" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/DSC02362.jpg" width="441" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another pizza and the same viennita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 328px" height="591" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/DSC02361.jpg" width="420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;much closer view on my pizza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This coming 27th May will be Qaisara (my luvly nice) first birthday..So i'm going to have my birthday celebration with her...hehehe tumpang sekaki birthday budak2 apa salahnya kan...Later on insyaallah i'll update our birthday bash....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;iejay wrote : 3 July 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm lazy to update with new article on the birthday bash... so I just upload the picture here... enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                 &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 441px" height="784" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/DSC02367.jpg" width="393" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 Sara my niece with her ammmy (mumy a.k.a my sis)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                 &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="567" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/DSC02364.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                closer look on Sara birthday cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 323px" height="541" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/DSC02368.jpg" width="447" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                Food..food..Food... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="490" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j12/iejay/DSC02369.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                Part of the guest of the party (the woman with brown &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                               scarf is my lovely mum a.k.a opah sara)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-114733515117122389?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114733515117122389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=114733515117122389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/114733515117122389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/114733515117122389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-big-day.html' title='My Big Day'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-114733399745013068</id><published>2006-05-11T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T16:16:49.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eDisI LepaS GeRaM</title><content type='html'>Lama tak update blog ni... Tapi saper jer la baca blog ni yer? tak kisah la, at least it can become my life journal...hahaha mana tau one fine day, i'll be somebody or my grandchildren nak tahu what on earth la dia punya nanny pernah buat... so my blog ni will be usefull kan??? jauh sungguh igauan, kahwin pun belum...kui...kui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lately ni memang busy gilerr&lt;/strong&gt;....banyak dokumen nak abiskan..pulun-sepulunnya..nasib shah alam tak jadi hantar dokumen depa...kalo tak pancit...for the last few weeks almost everyday balik ofis pukul 9 or 10 malam...hari sabtu and ahad pun kena datang...nak habiskan kerja punya pasal...dah la tak dapat claim overtime...yang tak bestnya, my co-worker tu dah la malas nak tolong, kena suruh tolong baru nak tolong... i'm not going and i don't want to be pegawai giler kuasa yang nak suruh org buat tu, buat ni...&lt;strong&gt;TAPI&lt;/strong&gt; akak sorang tu memang buat my darah boil to 100 degrees Celsius...mana taknyer dah la nak kena suruh baru nak buat (sepatutnya dia tau apa nak buat since dah lama kerja sini), buat kerja separuh dah pancit (dah la kerja dia takat asingkan dokumen dan sijil serta tolong masuk dalam sampul dan gam jer sampul tu)....kerja takat tu pun tak boleh manage, tapi nak naik pangkat jadi penolong tadbir...Totally i wont help her in giving good grades for yearly assessment dia hujung tahun ni...nasib la...tak pasal-pasal, me myself yang kena buat all the dispatch job sampai terpaksa bawak balik rumah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey gaji dia tu lagi mahal compare to me (because dia dah kerja lama kat sini)...I've seen her personal records (accidentally la...), gaji dia RM1800++ just untuk mengasingkan dokumen and sampulkan sijil jer... itupun susah nak buat...me yang gaji less than dia (sebab baru jer start kerja ni) dah la kena abiskan kerja mamat yang dah naik pangkat tu (tapi kerja tak beres, buat cincai2...I jugak yang kena betul2kan kerja2 dia...cess), nak kena selesaikan problem2 yang public hantar, kena attend public yang datang and call from them, nak tengok sistem...saper kata jadi pegawai was easy??? dah la terpaksa kerja extra hours without pay, sampai my dad pun bermasam2 muka with me sebab asyik balik lambat...tu pun akak tu nak malas2...dia nak cuti ikut suka hati dia jer...me myself nak cuti pun berpikir 10 kali...kang cuti lagi berlambak kerja...aarrrrGGGHhhhhhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang me merapu ni ekk...ehhh...my blog, sukahati la kalo i nak lepaskan geram kat sini kan???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-114733399745013068?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114733399745013068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=114733399745013068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/114733399745013068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/114733399745013068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/05/edisi-lepas-geram.html' title='eDisI LepaS GeRaM'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-114438318999179214</id><published>2006-04-07T11:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:53:25.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is My Problem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hari ni masuk ofis lambat...pukul 10 baru masuk...kejap lagi pukul 12.15 sampai 2.45 dah rehat... Kenapa lambat??? Hari ni pergi kinik kesihatan setapak because dari semalam rasa cam nak pitam...tapi tak pulak pitam...kepala tak pening tapi rasa dizzy jer...macam flying kadang2... ingat nak mintak MC but then doktor kata "Tekanan darah awak ok, saya bagi time slip jer sampai pukul 10"... Huh dasar klinik gomen... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wahai badan Cik ZAILA apa sakit ko sebenarnya...jangkitan fungus kat kaki tak baik2 lagi ..dah jumpa doktor, dah amik cream from the doktor 2 kali, dah beli krim kat farmasi pun masuk kali ke 2...tapi tak hilang2 jugak... Perut asyik meragam...kejap gastrik, kejap cirit, kejap sembelit, sometimes sakit mencucuk2 kat tengah perut ( what i know it's for sure not an apendics sign and not menstrual pain)... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kerja kat ofis dah la banyak...dokumen tak surut2....next week nak kena start overtime daily after office work 5.15pm up to 10.15pm...weekend 8am to 6pm...nak kena siapkan kerja cawangan selangor yang ada 500++ dokumen nak diproses....huhuhu...my own document pun ada 100++ tak siap... TENSION?? am I?? tak tahu pulak beta...rasa boleh handle, malas buat kerja, ngular la dengan surf internet...hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My body ni bila pi klinik, dan-dan tu la dia sihat...kadang2 tak tau nak cakap apa dengan doktor especially about my perut...susah nak describe tang mana yang sakit...jgn kena kanser perut dah la...nauzubillah mintak dijauhkan...tadi nak tunjuk fungus kat kaki segan pulak pasal doktor lelaki...benda tu kat peha...kang kena buka seluar pulak...hihihi tak sanggup... bulan pun x mengambang2 lagi...suka hati dia jer bila nak gantung bendera jepun...bulan ni ada, bulan depan tak ada...macam biskut chipsmore... tak normal ker diriku ni????huaaaa....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-114438318999179214?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-114353328550333434</id><published>2006-03-28T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:53:46.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accronym</title><content type='html'>This is the accronym of my name...is this really me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3"  style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Zany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Astonishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Luscious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Awkward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name / Username:&lt;input name="name"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input value="Get your name acronym!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name Acronym Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-114353328550333434?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114353328550333434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=114353328550333434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/114353328550333434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/114353328550333434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/03/accronym.html' title='accronym'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24877006.post-114352849127860344</id><published>2006-03-28T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:54:10.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, mYsELf aNd bLoGgiNg...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urgh...urgh...&lt;/strong&gt;Finally I've got my own blog...Can't believe that I'm a bloggers now... I do have a blog with Friendster ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zaila.blogs.friendster.com/zaila_iejay_blog/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;http://zaila.blogs.friendster.com/zaila_iejay_blog/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;) but it seems like only my friendster know about the existence of the blog... I hope I can share my thought, my view, opinion or any idea with other people than just so called my friend ... I'll try my best to keep update with what being around me and in my head...I hope that I can share with others blogs too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;On the mean time...Do not hesitate to have a look at my FilmLoop Player...I get it from my photobucket...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://looplets.filmloop.com/link/2J6d9YrH/Iia1zK0At79qi35pJCl4yno"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/mini/2J6d9YrH/Iia1zK0At79qi35pJCl4yno.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24877006-114352849127860344?l=iejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114352849127860344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24877006&amp;postID=114352849127860344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/114352849127860344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24877006/posts/default/114352849127860344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iejay.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-myself-and-blogging.html' title='Me, mYsELf aNd bLoGgiNg...'/><author><name>iejay Zakaria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10656701030074148194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_09JDgpdcYf4/SiqPkCauS6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3Zp12L5r1bA/S220/Picture-016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
