<?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-3575834970427732672</id><updated>2011-12-06T12:11:59.368-08:00</updated><category term='siNema'/><category term='T.A.G.'/><category term='muSik'/><category term='bOokS'/><category term='LoVe nOte'/><category term='aRtPieCe'/><category term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><category term='prOmo + aDv.'/><category term='HeaRtaChe'/><category term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><category term='bLabS'/><category term='tHeatRe'/><title type='text'>aRteDeLuVaGigaMaNiQue...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-8473818439235335991</id><published>2011-12-06T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:11:59.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bLabS'/><title type='text'>I'm Sorry I Lied</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't write much since the last time I blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I did say that I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like I couldn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a terrible lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to write again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... when all this mess comes to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*But hey..! I forgot to announce this: My essay has been published on Jalan Telawi. Please take a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jalantelawi.com/2011/11/teater-juta-juta-dan-sejumlah-satira/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;! --&gt; My Review on Teater Juta-juta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**So I did write something. So it wasn't a big fat lie after all. So, I shouldn't feel so bad. Hehh... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Ada masa, akan di-sambung tulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau bercakap pasal hukum hakam, ramai yang tak berani masuk campur atau berdebat. Ramai yang takut. Kenapa? Kalau salah cakap, akan nampak yang kita ni kurang cerdik. Kurang ilmu. Tak habis belajar. Sama lah tu --&amp;gt; tak habis belajar = kurang ajar. Sebab tu orang yang tak tahu hukum akan cenderung menjadi kurang ajar. Tak percaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Siapa tahu, apa hukumnya berhutang dengan orang lain tapi tak berusaha melunaskannya? Kalau si pemiutang tak redha si penghutang menangguhkan bayaran, berdosa besar hukumnya. Dosa si penghutang tak diampun selagi hutangnya belum lunas / selagi dia menangguh-nangguhkan membayar hutang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab tu kita disarankan mencatatkan perjanjian kalau ada berhutang. Macam kontrak, kenyataan bertulis. Ada sepotong ayat dari surah al-Baqarah menegaskan tentang perjanjian bertulis kalau berhutang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Wahai orang-orang yang beriman, apabila kamu bermuamalah tidak secara tunai untuk waktu yang ditentukan, hendaklah kamu menulisnya."&lt;br /&gt;(Surah al-Baqarah ayat 282)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#2. Siapa tahu, apa hukumnya bersikap kurang ajar dengan orang tua? Lebih-lebih lagi ibu mertua. Berdosa besar hukumnya. Sama saja macam menderhaka dengan ibu bapa kandung sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini petikan daripada &lt;a href="http://usthjhishamuddinmansor.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html"&gt;artikel&lt;/a&gt; tulisan Ustaz Haji Hishamudin Mansor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(191, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"A&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;pabila sudah berkahwin maka Islam menyuruh&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kita melayan ibu bapa mertua sama seperti &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;melayan ayah dan ibu kandung sendiri. Kedudukan mereka adalah setaraf kerana mereka &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;telah melahirkan anak yang kemudiannya menjadi isteri atau suami yang dinikahi. Dalam hukum fekah, adalah tidak batal wuduk dengan ibu bapa mertua begitu juga haram dinikahi mereka selama-lamanya.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Justeru apabila seseorang itu marah kepada ibu bapa mertuanya samalah seperti dia marah atau benci kepada ibu bapa kandungnya sendiri. Hukumnya adalah haram dan berdosa besar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#3. Siapa tahu, apa hukumnya berbohong? Kalau kita di tempat kerja, lalu berbohong tengah sibuk meeting padahal tengah seronok main game, macam mana kita nak klasifikasikan perbuatan tersebut. Haa...itu pun sebenarnya dah salah hukumnya kat situ - main game waktu kerja. Tapi tak apa, itu nanti kita cerita lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dari Asma’ binti Yazid dia berkata: Rasulullah SAW bersabda: “Bohong itu tidak halal kecuali dalam tiga hal (yaitu) suami pada isterinya agar mendapat redha isterinya, bohong dalam perang dan bohong untuk mendamaikan di antara manusia.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(79, 64, 42); "&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Merujuk kepada kes bohong yang dinyatakan tadi, rasanya tak termasuk dalam mana-mana satu pengecualian dalam hadis ni, kan? Jadi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya, jangan terlalu pandai bermain dengan hukum hakam. Diri kita masing-masing tak sempurna. Bertolak ansur dan berusaha untuk berbaik-baik, itu yang sepatutnya. Kalau sampai dah tak tahu hormat orang tua, bercakap tak berlapik macam dengan kawan-kawan, apa cerita? Betul tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya 'Idulfitr. Maaf zahir batin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(73, 73, 73); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(191, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Hee... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't heard of the competition before, here, lemme tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJddvEdywEM/Tkn3iYy66hI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jmuD12S49XU/s1600/shootitright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJddvEdywEM/Tkn3iYy66hI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jmuD12S49XU/s400/shootitright.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641312178401896978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DiGi in collaboration with UiTM, LimKokWing and KLMU is organizing a 30 seconds PSA competition with one theme - Terima Kasih Malaysia. It is opened for university students and also the people all over Malaysia. For more details, click &lt;a href="http://www.terimakasihmalaysia.com.my/myshorties.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting part is, the videos must be shot using iPhone 4. So, everyone with that not-so-expensive phone (uh-oh) are welcomed to participate! And for the prize, we're not talking about RM100 or RM200 here, it's RM10,000 all right...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends are participating in this competition. So, please sign in to your YouTube account (or sign up NOW if you don't have one), watch these short PSA videos and click LIKE. Tell your mum, your dad, your friends, your neighbors and everyone you know to do the same thing. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the videos. I must say, they are really good. Each and every one of them has potential to win. *the titles are all links to the videos. So, just click on 'em to open it in a new tab. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LTVtIoR5N-8"&gt;Terima Kasih Malaysia - Belacan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/muhammadNd"&gt;Ande Umar Osman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LTVtIoR5N-8" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIzvvJA9vfM"&gt;Terima Kasih Malaysia - Surat Cinta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mohdrahhiemi"&gt;Rahhiemi Alias&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kIzvvJA9vfM" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8amyyS_xhZg"&gt;Terima Kasih Malaysia - Bas Kemajuan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000351363322"&gt;Al-Hafiz Burhanuddin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8amyyS_xhZg" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azmNBzSwbyU"&gt;Terima Kasih Malaysia - Warna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/sorenmohdnoor"&gt;Noorazlina Mohd Noor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/azmNBzSwbyU" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kbvB8txtksA"&gt;Terima Kasih Malaysia - Lesung Batu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000510037094"&gt;Muhammad Farhan Ramli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kbvB8txtksA" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you waiting for? Please click the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIKE&lt;/span&gt; button a zillion times, okay...! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my participating friends, best of luck! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Oh, ya...semestinya dia nak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt; tiket. Aku tak dengar pun apa katanya, kedua-dua telinga dicekup &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;headphone&lt;/span&gt; dengan muzik menjerit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full volume&lt;/span&gt; bergema dalam kepala. Tapi aku faham gerak bibir encik konduktor tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia mengetip tiket dan memulangkannya semula. Di sebelahku, seorang lelaki warga asing berkulit gelap sedang terlena dengan mulut ternganga. Hai...nasib2. Kenapa-lah dapat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seat&lt;/span&gt; tak strategik macam ni. Aku nak aja pindah ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seat&lt;/span&gt; lain, tapi semuanya penuh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang perjalanan aku pandang luar tingkap saja. Tak ada apa pun yang dapat dilihat, pekat malam melatari bunyi bising keretapi. Sekejap bunyi gedegek2, sekejap bunyi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;screeetchh&lt;/span&gt; yang panjang bila berhenti di stesen-stesen daerah. Ngilu. Aku ketap gigi. Masa keretapi berhenti di Ipoh, ada tiga sekawan jejaka naik dan duduk di kerusi depan aku. Halwa mata. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku melirik jam di tangan, baru pukul 3.00 pagi. Lambatnya lagi nak bersahur. Sesekali aku mengerling pada plastik bekal yang Mama titipkan dari rumah tadi. Nasi lemak lauk sambal ayam. Sedapnya, tak sabar nak makan. Walau dah sejuk terkena &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;air-cond&lt;/span&gt; keretapi. Tapi aku terfikir, selesakah nak makan di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seat&lt;/span&gt; ni? Dengan dengkur berbau dari lelaki sebelah aku ni, ditambah pula dengan ketiadaan meja lipat yang sepatutnya tersedia di setiap kerusi, buat aku runsing. Terima kasih-lah, tangan-tangan jahanam. Sememangnya vandalisme beri sumbangan besar dalam menyusahkan orang ramai - termasuk aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya jam menunjukkan angka empat. Aku menoleh ke kiri. Eh, dah hilang dah mamat pendatang tadi. Syukur. Tapi aku masih berkeputusan nak bersahur di kafe. Boleh jugak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;order&lt;/span&gt; air panas, sejuk ya amat rasa sampai ke tulang. Aku pun bangun dan berjalan ke koc paling hujung (aku rasa) lalu sampai ke kafeteria. Ada satu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; sedang bersahur dan juga mamat-mamat yang naik di Ipoh tadi. Ahh... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chill&lt;/span&gt;. Meja di belakang mereka tak ada orang duduk. Aku berjalan ke arah meja itu dan mereka memandang aku sekilas. Tapi tak senyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ke kaunter, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;order&lt;/span&gt; milo panas. Si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiter&lt;/span&gt; yang comel pendek tu (muka dah sah-sah baru habis sekolah) berani-berani nak tegur aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sahur ye, awak?" sambil tersengih-sengih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak-lah. Aku nak berbuka ni, tak nampak?? Oh, aku bercakap dalam hati aja rupanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha'ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia senyum lagi sebelum berlalu menghantar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;order&lt;/span&gt;. 'Ehh, si pendek ni. Ada hati nak tegur aku pulak.' Kata aku lagi dalam hati. Aku tak kejam. Aku cuma jujur - dari segi mengulas struktur fizikal beliau itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bayar harga milo dan duduk di meja tadi. Eh, laa... mamat-mamat ni dah habis makan rupanya. Hmm...aku makan sorang-sorang sambil pandang luar tingkap (lagi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai bersahur, aku terus duduk termenung seorang di kafe. Malas nak lalu di celah-celah orang lagi. Lebih kurang pukul 6.00 pagi aku sampai di KL Sentral, terus ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt;. Tak lupa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;call&lt;/span&gt; Mama beritahu dah selamat sampai. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Announcement train&lt;/span&gt; komuter kedengaran. Bagus, dah boleh gerak awal. Aku pun menyeluk poket beg dan mencapai kad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touch and Go&lt;/span&gt; lalu ke pintu laluan KTM ke Batu Caves. Oh ya, aku lupa beritahu aku ke Hospital Selayang atas urusan kesihatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama menunggu, train pun sampai. Aku salah langkah rupanya. Aku bajet kalau gerak awal, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;train&lt;/span&gt; lapang sikit. Sepatutnya aku tunggu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;train&lt;/span&gt; pukul 7.00 lebih, mesti dah kurang orang. Tak apa-lah, aku redah masuk ke dalam koc wanita. Rasa kewanitaan sangat berdiri bersama-sama kaum wanita semuanya. Koc pun warna &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di Taman Wahyu, aku turun dan naik teksi ke hospital. Teksi berhenti depan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entrance&lt;/span&gt; klinik pakar. Lepas bayar tambang, aku terus masuk dan naik ke tingkat atas mencari kaunter pendaftaran. Ambil nombor, duduk menunggu giliran sambil tengok TV - Malaysia Hari Ini. Menarik! Kebetulan Ally Iskandar sedang menemu ramah wajah yang aku kenal - Encik Fifi, Manggis dan Abby. Ini sempena kejayaan team tarian fakulti aku mewakili universiti dan Malaysia ke Los Angeles dalam WCOPA. Aku bangga sekejap, kembang kempis lubang hidung aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama aku dipanggil. Aku masuk berjumpa doktor. Jeling-jeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;name tag&lt;/span&gt;, nama doktor yang baru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; aku berjanji temu ini - Dr. Febra Siam. Muda lagi. Dia meneliti rekod kesihatan aku dalam skrin komputer, lalu mengulas menanya menerangkan mengurut dagu menelefon dan akhirnya dia memaklumkan aku tindakan selanjutnya yang perlu diambil berkaitan penyakit aku ni. Aku bosan dengar penerangan dia yang panjang lebar, aku tak perlu lagi, aku dah tahu. Lagipun doktor ni lain macam aja, cara dia pandang aku, sambil senyum-senyum lagi. Aku kecewa sikit sebenarnya sebab hari ni temu janji di HPB, bukan dengan Dr. Syed yang kacak dan aku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;admire&lt;/span&gt; itu. Eh? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kembarasanghamba.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/stethoscope-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 346px;" src="http://kembarasanghamba.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/stethoscope-love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Saya sendiri musykil dengan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; condition&lt;/span&gt; awak ni. ERCP dah buat tiga kali, OGDS dah buat sekali, tapi result CT scan masih tak menunjukkan apa-apa perubahan. Kita belum boleh mulakan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;treatment&lt;/span&gt;, perlu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;investigate&lt;/span&gt; lagi apa punca yang sebenar. Hmm...macam ni lah. Kita buat ujian darah hari ni. Lepas tu awak pergi klinik Hepatologi kat tingkat bawah. Dr. Syed kata dia nak jumpa awak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah...! Nasib baik aku berjaya kawal diri daripada melompat. Aku pun segera ambil kad temujanji dan turun ke tingkat bawah. Dalam hati berdebar-debar nak berjumpa Dr. Syed. Ehh... perlu ke berdebar? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BERSAMBUNG. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-3699443301563851375?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/3699443301563851375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=3699443301563851375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/3699443301563851375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/3699443301563851375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/08/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon!'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-7580509236463716100</id><published>2011-08-01T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:17:22.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><title type='text'>Diskusi: Pasca Bersih 2.0</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since the day of the Bersih 2.0 rally on July 9. We've heard all the voices, we've seen all the pictures and videos but still, there are people who could not comprehend what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends went to join the rally and have seen the 'happenings' on the day. All the media sources are everywhere on the net - the webs, blogs, Facebook, Twitter - so it is impossible for anyone not to know or care about the July 9 event. Nevertheless, I still hear people saying "Oh, I don't talk politics. Not my cup of tea." Man, if you consider yourself a citizen, you are already involved in politics, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say what's right and what's wrong, we've read and known well enough for ourselves. There are just some interesting discussions I had with my friends over Facebook and I think they are all worth to be shared. The early comments were probably from those who doesn't read much. Some were trying to object, some agreed, some were giving good opinions, some were looking at it negatively, some were pointing out misleading arguments, some were showing their racism, some were relating it to other issues, some chose to stay neutral, some were just.... talking. People share different opinions, it IS a good thing. But when some of them started to heat it up, it became an unhealthy discussion. Fortunately, a balanced and complete explanation from a few friends saved the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a link of an article from &lt;a href="http://jebatmustdie.wordpress.com/2011/07/20/bersih-2-0-exposed-bersih-is-politics/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and the long conversation came afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Warning: This is a SUPER LONG post. And please excuse the casual language used. Re-written for proper reading.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*     *     *     *    *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: W&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;alaupun aku ni bukan bijak pandai atau kuat politik.. tapi pandangan yang aku baca ni memang ada benarnya.. jadi, harap sesiapa yang berminat boleh baca sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;Apa yang benar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Komen-komen&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt; penulis tentang 8 tuntutan tu. Awal-lagi lagi aku dah perasan yang kebanyakan tuntutan tu memang dah dalam proses pelaksanaan. Pasal rasuah tu aku setuju. Cuma aku tak suka sangat la berkumpul ramai-ramai buat demonstrasi ni. Damai ke rusuhan ke sama aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mereka yang berkumpul ramai-ramai tu pakai fatwa si tua di Kelantan, yang kata berkumpul semasa Bersih 2.0 ni samalah seperti berkumpul semasa mengerjakan haji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;pa yang benarnya? Fikir la masak-masak. Biar kerajaan main kotor. Untuk siapa? Untuk orang Melayu kita jugak..katakan kerajaan kalah, siapa yang akan ganti? Bukan PAS dan PKR tapi DAP. Contohnya macam orang Melayu di Pulau Pinang dan Singapura, lihat apa dah jadi. Mereka ditindas. Lagi pulak kalau Ambiga tu dapat sokongan, dia akan tuntut balik apa yang dia tak dapat dalam IFC dulu. Kalau tak nak dengar lagi laungan azan, keturunan kau murtad, sokong lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;A: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;pa yang kau merepek ni, bro D? Apa yang benarnya? Kau baca tak (artikel tu), jangan nak hentam aja. Sejak bila pulak aku sokong Bersih. Tolong baca betul-betul artikel tu. Rujuk balik komen aku sebelum ni. Aku kata kerajaan dah memang laksanakan 8 tuntutan tu sebelum Bersih 2.0 dilancarkan lagi. &lt;/span&gt;Pasal &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;tuntutan tu aku memang setuju. Sebelum kata orang murtad, sebelum komen, tolong baca betul-betul. Please be matured and mind your word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Sorry, sampai mati pun aku takkan baca apa-apa tentang Bersih 2.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Aku tak marah. Cuma kat artikel ni apa yang dia tulis dapat buat kita rakyat Malaysia hargai keamanan dan kemewahan hidup yang Allah SWT berikan. Itu yang aku setuju. Aku memang tak setuju langsung dengan Bersih. Sekadar berkongsi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;E: Kerajaan sekarang jaga Melayu? No need to argue more kalau ada lagi orang yang berfikiran macam ni. Orang tak ada ilmu tapi tak mahu cari ilmu. Kebenaran ada kat merata-rata. Antara nak terima atau terus menolak demi kepentingan diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Paling baik dengar semua pihak punya penjelasan, baru buat keputusan sendiri. Lebih baik kita keluarkan pandangan sendiri dari hanya ikut orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;F&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;"...marching on the streets aimlessly without any clear objective or reason...?" Define 'aimlessly' please. P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;eople who joined the rally are VERY AWARE of the 8 points that Bersih put forth. Tak ada yang sertai Bersih tanpa tahu tujuan sebenar. Semua cukup sedar dan aware. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;his is just another biased pro-govt article that denies the true objective of Bersih 2.0 rally. Aku dah banyak baca artikel macam ni, berjela-jela panjang tapi argue benda yang sama jugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;A: Memang artikel ni agak bias, dan betul ramai yang sertai tu tahu tujuan rally diadakan tapi banyak jugak yang hanya pergi ikut kawan tanpa mengetahui tujuan rally tu sebenarnya. Ini berdasarkan beberapa orang pergi ke rally tu dan aku tanya mereka sendiri. Aku pun bukan arif sangat pasal benda ni, cuma entah kenapa bila baca artikel ni, tergerak hati nak menyatakan pendapat. Kalau salah, harap jangan marah-marah lah ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;E: Dan yang lawaknya, lagi banyak yang tahu kenapa rally tu diadakan tapi pandai-pandai nak buat kesimpulan sendiri. Siap cakap rally tu bertujuan untuk hilangkan kuasa Melayu. Seriously...speechless, bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;A: Manusia, bro. Macam-macam kerenah ada. Yang penting memartabatkan bangsa dan keamanan negara. Aku nak kerja government, nak komen lebih-lebih kat sini nanti kena ban pulak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;E: Kerja dengan kerajaan, bro. Bukan kerja dengan parti. Yang penting, Malaysia maju tak kira bangsa dan agama. Semua bersatu memartabatkan Malaysia setaraf negara-negara besar dunia. United as Malaysian, bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;F: Saudara A, aku tak marah pun la. Hangin sikit aja sebab aku memang teringin nak tahu kebenaran dari pihak satu lagi. Macam-macam artikel aku dah baca dengan harapan nak la terjumpa pendapat yang bernas sikit dari pro-kerajaan ni. Penat aku baca panjang-panjang, sama aja macam yang pernah aku baca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;A: Saudara E, memang lah bro. Nanti boss aku baca apa aku tulis kat sini, mampus aku kena target. I agree with your opinion, bro. Aku tak kisah mana-mana parti memerintah selagi keadilan dan kesejahteraan setiap rakyat tak kira bangsa dan agama dijaga. Saudara F, tak adalah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt; Aku memang mengalu-alukan pendapat yang bernas. Aku buat post ni bukan untuk buat kontroversi, cuma nak sembang-sembang dan menambahkan pengetahuan. Malu bertanya sesat jalan, kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;G: Bro, atas sebab kebenaran pun kau takut boss kau target kau. Sejak bila kau jadi orang dewasa macam ni? Kau takut bercakap perkara yang benar ke? Setahu aku, belajar mengaji sekolah agama pun cakap berani kerana benar. Satu soalan, kenapa kena buat rally? Sebab rakyat tak tahan lagi, beb. Kerajaan perlahan-lahan nak ubah negara ke arah itu. Arah apa? Berapa puluh tahun negara masih di takuk yang sama? Apa beza ekonomi kaum dari zaman Tunku Abdul Rahman dengan zaman sekarang? Kau nak kata Melayu di Pulau Pinang kena tindas sebab orang Cina DAP memerintah? Aku nak tanya dulu, BN memerintah, siapa ketua menteri? Bukan ke Cina? Alahai...cakap biar fakta, beb. Kau kena banyak cari info lain selain TV1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 8. Utusan meloyan dan berita kehairanan tu semua fixed propaganda. Kau kena tengok dua-dua belah cerita lepas tu kau sendiri decide. Manusia normal memang akan sokong Bersih. Itu aja aku mampu cakap. Bagi aku, artikel ni agak bias. There is nothing wrong for people to march. Sikit pun tak langgar undang-undang. Kenapa aku cakap macam tu? Contoh, kerajaan bawa kes peserta demonstrasi yang dimasukkan ke lokap. Ada yang masuk penjara tanpa bicara, itu kejam panggil nama ISA! Kita ada law kenapa tak dibicarakan di mahkamah? Adilkah semua tu? Kau persoalkan demonstrasi ni damai atau tak. Kau bagi satu bukti yang demo ni merosakkan harta benda awam? Polis yang rosakkan sebenarnya, sembur sana sini. Ada kereta pecah cermin atau terbakar? Lampu jalan pecah? Tong sampah terbakar? Yang kena belasah tu antaranya orang-orang tua, mereka tu bawa senjata kah? Patutkah dipanggil perusuh? Kau sendiri dapat nilai mana benar mana salah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Terima kasih atas komen. Itu sebabnya aku buat post ni, untuk tahu kedua-dua side cerita. Kalau baca artikel memang banyak pro kerajaan. Bila aku buka post ni baru aku boleh tahu pendapat dari pihak satu lagi. Macam yang aku cakap tadi, walau apa pun yang terjadi lepas ni, siapa yang memerintah, yang penting keamanan dan keadilan dijaga. Satu lagi, saudara G. Memang agama Islam mengajar berani kerana benar. Tapi kita kena tengok juga apa yang nak di-komen. Sekiranya dalam kerajaan 100% semuanya zalim dan teruk, memang aku akan lantang bersuara. Tapi aku dapati bukan semuanya teruk. Itu mungkin apa yang aku nampak, mungkin ada lagi yang terselindung. Aku tak nak komen terlalu lantang takut aku akan mengguris perasaan kawan-kawan. Dewasa atau tidak bukannya berpandukan atas keberanian. Itu terletak pada individu itu sendiri melalui pemikirannya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;G: Bro, aku ada jugak kat sana (Perhimpunan Bersih). Ilmu kau selama ni boleh nilaikan keadaan semasa. Macam aku cakap sebelum ni, atas sebab cari makan kau sanggup tinggal amal makruf, aku pun tak paham. Islam itu dari Allah, Tuhan bagi akal untuk kau sendiri menilai. Satu soalan, kalau kerajaan (melalui pihak polis) tak bertindak kejam pada demonstrator hari tu, agak-agak rakyat marah kat siapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Adakah sebab aku tak pergi ikut rally bermakna aku tinggalkan amal makruf? Aku rasa mesti kau ingat aku yang tulis artikel tu kan. Bukan aku yang tulis. Aku cuma baca. Aku bercakap mengikut bidang aku. Kita bekerja dalam kerajaan berusaha memberikan perkhidmatan terbaik untuk rakyat. Aku cuma tak nak orang salah faham, bila dimaksudkan kerajaan, bukannya termasuk kakitangan kerajaan. Aku cuma bagi pendapat tentang marching tu, aku rasa kan lagi elok hantar ikut saluran disediakan. Itu cuma pendapat aku. Mungkin pemikiran kita berbeza. Atau mungkin ada benda yang aku terlepas pandang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;F: Relaks, bro. Kita hormat A sebagai tuan rumah. Dia post benda ni dengan niat untuk dengar dari kedua-dua pihak, bukan dia jadi tukang jawab persoalan kat sini. Kita berbahas dengan sihat bebas emosi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Tentang persoalan tindakan kejam (polis) tu, rakyat tetap marahkan kerajaan kerana aku tak rasa tuntutan tu akan dilaksanakan sekiranya rally tu dibuat dengan aman. Walau siapa yang memerintah, orang yang bekerja dalam kerajaan tetap sama. Yang berbeza cuma pemimpin saja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;F: D&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;alam isu apa pun wajib ada perbezaan pendapat. Tak meriah lah kalau semua orang sependapat atau sokong satu pihak saja. Kalau A sokong bersih, B tak sokong Bersih, tak bermakna A dengan B kena bermusuh. Bagi aku, kerajaan pemerintah dan rakyat ni macam  dalam konteks filem juga, &lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;ada form dan content. Kerajaan memerintah adalah form, kita semua ni sebagai content. Kalau form buruk, content tak semestinya kena ikut jadi buruk jugak. Dan sekali form bertukar dengan form yang lain, content masih content yang sama dan mengikut form yang baru serta betul ni. Itu aku ibaratkan saja. Jangan mudah melabelkan sesuatu secara jemaah, sebab tak semuanya buruk mcm yang kita sangka. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ku faham, tindakan lemah lembut dah tak berkesan untuk ubah kecelaruan yang berlaku sekarang ni, sebab tu rakyat memilih bertindak radikal. Tapi Alhamdulillah, walau macam mana pun, Bersih terbukti tak menyebabkan kemusnahan macam yang media gembar gemburkan tu. Walaupun 'orang 'TV' kata lepas Bersih selesai, tak ada perubahan pun, mereka silap. dalam hati kita seluruh rakyat Malaysia dah terpatri peristiwa 9 julai yang menjadi titik tolak kebangkitan rakyat. Memang kita tak jadi macam Mesir yang berjuang habis-habisan, tapi at least kita dah berjaya buka mata dunia. Pemerintah sedikit sebanyak dah tergugat dan goyang lutut walaupun  merka tak tunjukkan secara nyata. Inilah kuasa rakyat. Dan 'mereka-mereka' itu dah lihat. 'Mereka' takut. U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ntuk menjawab soalan saudara G, kalau polis (a.k.a kerajaan) tak bertindak kejam masa 9 julai lalu, rakyat tak ada nak marah sesiapa sebab suara yang dilaungkan dapat sampai kepada yang nak disampaikan. Tapi apa yang terjadi, suara-suara ni dihalang dari sampai ke tempatnya, dan cara dihalang tu dilihat kasar (boleh rujuk artikel-artikel tentang kata-kata dari Pak Samad Said yang menggambarkan layanan polis). Itu saja yang rakyat marahkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Mungkin lepas ni para pemimpin akan buka mata dan buat perubahan sekiranya mereka ingin tetap memerintah dan disenangi rakyat. Susah sebenarnya nak berbincang macam ni tanpa kontroversi. Sebab topik Bersih ni masih agak sensitif dan bukan semua faham cara nak memberikan pendapat dalam perbincangan - kena berhemah dan bertolak ansur. Emosi perlu diketepikan. Kadang-kadang Melayu ni mudah melatah bila dicucuk. Apa pun, aku hargai pendapat semua. Tak kisah apa pendapat anda, siapa anda sokong, yang penting lakukanlah tugas dan tanggungjawab anda dalam memajukan dan memastikan Malaysia kekal aman dan sejahtera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;G: Statement aku mengarah lebih persoalan, jawapan itu di-trigger among kita sendiri. Aku cetuskan persoalan yang akhirnya dijawab oleh kau sendiri. Aku bukan side partisme, tapi BErsih. Daripada provoke guna sentimen bangsa lepas agama, kata bukan-bukan pada Melayu di Penang, cara halus ni lebih bahaya bagi aku. Pernah tak terfikir, PRU ditentukan oleh rakyat untuk memilih kerajaan, bukan? Kenapa rakyat tak pilih Perdana Menteri sendiri, kata demokratik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;F: R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;evolusi tu sedang berlaku perlahan-lahan sekarang ni, saudara G. Negara kita tak radikal buat perubahan drastik macam Mesir, Libya. Rakyat memberontak usir pemimpin sampai negara huru hara. Memang betul, kuasa memilih di tangan rakyat. Sebab tu aku yakin insya Allah &lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;PRU 13 bakal bawa perubahan. Rakyat dah tengok kebenaran, dah bertindak dan mula bersuara lantang. Kita tunggu dan lihat saja nanti. Pemimpin adil pemimpin disembah, pemimpin zalim pemimpin disanggah. Aku optimis perubahan akan berlaku cuma prosesnya perlahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;A: Kalau tak silap aku, kalau nak membolehkan rakyat pilih pemimpin dan bukannya pemimpin dilantik dari parti yang menang bertanding dalam PRU, kita kena ubah perlembagaan dulu lah, kan? Dan persoalan yang saudara G utarakan tu, tak pernah terfikir pulak sebelum ni. Macam yang diamalkan di banyak negara maju, parti yang menang pilihanraya tak menentukan siapa jadi Presiden negara tersebut. Presiden dipilih melalui calon-calon yang dikemukakan oleh semua parti bertanding. Bagus persoalan ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;F: Memang best kalau rakyat dapat pilih sendiri pemimpin yang kita nak. Tapi masalahnya, Malaysia bukan negara republik. Kalau tak, dah lama boleh terus vote siapa jadi Perdana Menteri, siapa menteri-menteri. Soal pinda perlembangaan tu aku tak pasti pulak. Kena tanya pada yang pakar dalam undang-undang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;E: R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;asanya pasal pemilihan PM tu tak jadi isu. Siapa yang menang pilihan raya, maka parti dia lah akan naik. Dan ahli-ahlinya lah yang akan memegang jawatan mengikut kesesuaian dan kepakaran masing-masing. K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ita pun pilih wakil rakyat, cuma kita tak &lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;pilih siapa yang jadi menteri itu dan ini. Rasanya tak ada masalah kalau Ketua Menteri sendiri yang memilih ahli jemaahnya sebab dia perlukan orang yang dia betul-betul tahu boleh jaga bahagian-bahagian di bawahnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;isu sebenar di sini pasal suara rakyat tak didengar ni berkaitan dgn PILIHAN RAYA. P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ilihan raya sekarang ni kita memang DIKETAHUI ADA kepincangannya. SPR memang kurang telus kerana terpaksa bekerjasama dgn BN. Ye lah, boss dia...kita semua faham kan. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ni SEMUA terjadi sebab satu parti MEMEGANG tampuk pemerintahan sebagai kerajaan TERLAMPAU lama. Maka kuasanya telah tersebar pada badan-badan yang sepatutnya berada DI LUAR bidang kuasa mereka. Contohnya bidang Judiciary dan SPR. Tapi sekarang ni kita boleh nampak yang pengaruh kuasa tu telah tersebar pada badan yg sepatutnya Bebas ini. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ni yg sepatutnya kita NAMPAK. Negara-negara maju lain, RAKYATnya sendiri akan menukarkan parti kerajaan selepas ia memerintah 10 tahun. Kenapa? Untuk MENGELAKKAN perkara-perkara yang terjadi pada negara kita ni berlaku. RASUAH/Penyelewengan/&lt;wbr&gt;​campur kuasa dan sebagainya. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;o, ini yang patut kita nampak. Jangan takut untuk bagi parti yang satu laig cuba memerintah. Kita perlukan KEDUA-DUA parti untuk menggerakkan negara. It will serve as CHECK AND BALANCE. K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;edua-dua Komponen Parti mempunyai MELAYU CINA DAN INDIA...so, jangan risau isu kaum. Siapa akan MELIHAT dan MENASIHATI antara satu sama lain jika ada pihak yg melebih-lebih...betul? Ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ta ada artikel 153 152....kuasa raja dan kelebihan orang Melayu masih terjaga berdasarkan artikel in. So kita tak perlulah takut. Kalau langgar perlembagaan, kita semua akan marah. Seperti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt; yang terjadi sekarang. BN boleh dikatakan MELANGGAR perlembagaan Artikel 10(b) iaitu hak untuk berhimpun. Kita dapat tengok SEMUA orang marah. Tapi kerajaan sekarang terlampau kuat, lagi kuat dari RAJA, lagi kuat dari Perlembagaan dan lagi kuat dari undang-undang. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ni MASALAH yang kita PATUT lihat sebagai rakyat yang berpelajaran dan yang betul-betul mementingkan arah tuju negara Malaysia tercinta. Kita mampu mengubahnya! Un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;tuk menjawab pasal revolusi tu, memang betul cakap F. Kita sedang mengalami revolusi, tapi tidak drastik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;USA mengambil masa 200 tahun SELEPAS merdeka untuk capai tahap dan kemajuan sekarang ni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;Kita Malaysia baru je 50 tahun merdeka &lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;dan sudah nampak titik-titik revolusi dan perkembangan minda rakyat. Jadi kita sedang bergerak ke arah yang betul la. Tak lambat pun  actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;Cuma negara-negara seperti Korea dan Thailand, Japan dll saja yang cepat sikit mengalami revolusi ni, which is very good. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;da banyak faktor, mungkin pemimpin di atas kurang korup, mungkin taraf pendidikan rakyat lebih tinggi, mungkin kurang faktor sosial seperti perpecahan kaum dalam negara, mungkin ekonomi kerajaan lebih tinggi sebab kurang penyelewengan dan banyak lagi faktor yang menyebabkan sesebuah negara tu cepat maju dan membangun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;Maju di sini bukan dari segi pembangunan dan ekonomi saja, tapi merangkumi semua termasuk dari segi social, unity, rights dan lain-lain. H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;arap kita akan mencapai kemajuan macam mereka dalam masa 100 tahun lagi. Revolusi ambil masa. CEPAT ATAU LAMBAT bergantung pada kita. Adakah kita mahu Malaysia CEPAT evolve jadi negara maju atau kita dah cukup dengan keadaan sekarang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;A: Betul...! P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;erubahan kalau terlalu drastik pun tak semestinya akan memberi kesan yang baik kepada negara dan rakyat. Terima kasih, E, sebab beri penerangan yang bagi aku amat padat dengan maklumat. Macam ni lah boleh tambah ilmu dari berperang bodoh-bodoh aja. Betul tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;E: Sama-sama, A. Aku pun banyak tak tahu dan salah, masih kawan-kawan perbetulkan. Cuba pergi dekat page politik, lagi lawak. Debate dalam satu issue, bagi jawapan macam budak-budak tadika bergaduh. Ejek-ejek nama, ejek gambar profile. Alahai, bukan budak-budak yang buat perangai macam tu, tapi orang dewasa. Itu lah mentaliti segelintir rakyat Malaysia. Secara jujurnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;aku pun kurang bersetuju dgn perarakan dan demo ni, tapi jika kita buat dengan cara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt; yang profesional, maka tindakan kita PASTI akan dibakul sampahkan. M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ereka menghi&lt;/span&gt;mpit kita tak kira Melayu Cina India. Semua rakyat dipermain-mainkan, &lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;diperkotak-katikkan, sehingga kita tak ada ruang lagi untuk bersuara. Suara kita dibakul sampahkan. M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;aka rakyat terpaksa keluar di jalanan untuk memastikan suara mereka dapat didengari oleh semua pihak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;G: B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ila suara tak didengar, akhirnya dibawa turun ke jalan, demostrasi ni bukan baru dalam negara kita, masa British dulu pergerakan demonstrasi lah pencetus kemerdekaan negara. Siapa kita untuk menidakkan suara orang lain. Even dalam demo pun ada profesionalisme. C&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;ukuplah dengan main sentimen kaum, beb. Kita nakkan yang terbaik untuk negara, mana ada orang nak gaduh suka-suka. Kita benci ruang suara makin sempit, perubahan makin gelap, even SPR sendiri mengaku wujudnya pengundi hantu dalam statement Naib Pengerusi dia, apa cerita. Yang berkuasa makin KEBAL dan tunjuk kebebalan. M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;aaf kalau kata-kata aku emosi sebelum ni, tapi aku terpaksa dengan cara macam ni, kerana kita kena pupuk sikap awareness sesama kita. Orang kata politik tu kotor, beb. This is our FUTURE, we should fight for it, right?Even Pak Samad sasterawan negara join Bersih. Tentang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt; isu PM patut dipilih oleh rakyat sendiri, satu hal. Semasa kebangkitan kemerdekaan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;yang lead mostly Tun Abd Razak bukan Tunku Abdul Rahman. Di sini aku tidak menidakkan pemimpin-pemimpin lain tetapi based on chronology tulisan semasa pemberian petisyen untuk merdeka, Razak sendiri meminta Tunku untuk lead hantar petisyen sebab Razak terdiri daripada orang biasa bukan keturunan orang-orang besar. Sedangkan rakyat sendiri memilih Razak. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ni pula diikuti dengan Queen sendiri dalam statement-nya mahu berjumpa dengan orang setaraf dengan nya. Ini punca kenapa razak jadi PM kedua (fakta ini diambil secara lisan daripada totok-totok dan juak-juak kononnya memperjuangkan kemerdekaan). D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;i sini sejarah tunjuk, pemimpin dipilih di kalangan rakyat sendiri menjatuhkan Abdul Rahman dengan Tun Razak mencipta UMNO, dengan rancangan DEB, FELDA, FELCRA-nya yang ditubuh untuk mengkayakan rakyat sendiri akhirnya sekarang org tu kena kerja dengan FELDA pulak. Berlakulah krisis di mana UMNO diharamkan sendiri oleh mahkamah. Dengan ilmu dan pengaruh Dr.M yang aku sendiri rasa dia excellent dalam politics game mencipta UMNO team B dan umno team A. Ini membawa kepada Abd Razak sendiri keluar umno akibat permainan Dr.M tadi, dan mewujudkan parti baru yang akhirnya terkubur. Tun R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;azak resign diganti dengan Tun Hussein. Tun HUssin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;adalah dalam permainan tangan Dr.M, dengan jarak 1 penggal PRU, Dr.M berjaya lead the nation. Dengan perubahan sistem kekuasaan raja, M membuat rombakan kekuasaan raja-raja dengan mengembalikan kuasa raja kembali seperti zaman dahulu semasa British iaitu raja berkuasa ke atas perihal adat dan agama sahaja. H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;asil conclusion dulu memang tak perlu buat sebab dengan kuasa percaya dah cukup, tapi record shows krisis, rasuah berlaku dalam parti tapi tak diakui sendiri. Zaman sekarang perlu PM dipilih oleh rakyat sendiri seperti mana perubahan negara-negara maju. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ased on track record, the changing of this nation PM's is done by penyambungan kuasa. By verbal only. Tiada election among parliament or rakyat itself, only by verbal the PM reign control? Memang termaktub dalam perlembagaan sebegini rupakah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;E: K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ita tak boleh pilih PM sebab memang bukan system kita macam tu. Sepatutnya lepas pilihan raya, kita kena pilih pula siapa PM dan TPM. Sepatutnya lah. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;api tak termaktub dalam perlembagaan kita boleh pilih PM. Party yang menang berhak memilih struktu&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;r kementeriannya mengikut kesesuaian. Contoh yang terbaik, KJ menang Ketua Pemuda tapi tak ada jawatan menteri. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;o, di sini memang tak ada undang-undang yang clear pasal ni tapi semua "faham2" ketua parti lah yang akan lead jadi PM dan dia lah yang akan susun menteri-menteri di bawahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;G: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;dakah dalam perlembagaan negara PM boleh diwarisi secara verbal? Jikalau PM sebelum ini memilih TPM menggantikannya, adakah seluruh ketua menteri kena setuju, jikalau benar relevennya akta apa dalam perlembagaan kata macam tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;E: K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ena check balik dalam Federal Constitution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;G: Aku tak ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt; jumpa satu pun pasal info ni. Adakah perkara ini kurang pendedahan ? Rakyat tak perlu tahu ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;E: Kau kena faham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;"cara" pemerintahan sekarang ni. Lagi banyak rakyat tak tahu, lagi senang mereka nak buat kerja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;G: I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;tu lah, sedangkan perkara asas pun ramai yang tak tahu, sedangkan ini sebuah asas negara, basic civil knowledge of the nation. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;ku terfikir, kalau soalan ini diajukan seorang budak tadika kat cikgunya, macam mana cikgu tu nak jawab. Itu kalau budak. Kalau kau merantau negara lain, apa nak digoreng nanti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;     *     *     *     *     *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thanks to Izzat for providing us a healthy medium to debate. Thanks to Zulhusni for sharing the brilliant thoughts and also many thanks to Dzar for wrapping it up in a complete and perfect answer of all the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue is a never ending topic to be discussed. The d&lt;/span&gt;iscussion is still going on, up until now. There will be updates from time to time for further comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is hoping for something for a change, and so do I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us pray for a better Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-7580509236463716100?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/7580509236463716100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=7580509236463716100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/7580509236463716100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/7580509236463716100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/08/diskusi-pasca-bersih-20.html' title='Diskusi: Pasca Bersih 2.0'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-2575828358952345993</id><published>2011-07-31T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T10:57:54.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><title type='text'>Salam Ramadhan al-Mubarak</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxSJf0gMtho/Tib7t4ikaBI/AAAAAAAACbM/JJvwYGayXiU/s1600/Ramadan+Kareem+%252837%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxSJf0gMtho/Tib7t4ikaBI/AAAAAAAACbM/JJvwYGayXiU/s1600/Ramadan+Kareem+%252837%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, tahun ni kita berkesempatan untuk bertemu lagi dengan bulan seribu rahmat, bulan Ramadhan. Seronok sangat sebab tahun ni dapat puasa sebulan penuh di rumah. Dapat-la sahur, berbuka dan solat tarawih dengan Mama. Malam ni baru solat tarawih malam yang pertama, harapnya dapat-lah solat terawih tiap-tiap malam sampai malam terakhir Ramadhan nanti. Insya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless us throughout this whole month of Ramadhan. Fulfill the month of barakah with endless ibadah, zikir and tadarus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat bersahur, selamat berpuasa dan selamat berbuka! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Macam biasa, bila menjelang puasa mesti teringat sangat dekat Abah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss you, Bah...&lt;/span&gt; :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-2575828358952345993?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/2575828358952345993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=2575828358952345993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/2575828358952345993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/2575828358952345993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/07/salam-ramadhan-al-mubarak.html' title='Salam Ramadhan al-Mubarak'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxSJf0gMtho/Tib7t4ikaBI/AAAAAAAACbM/JJvwYGayXiU/s72-c/Ramadan+Kareem+%252837%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-7819077946593183215</id><published>2011-07-28T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:39:06.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bLabS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><title type='text'>Di-Google</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-avUDSMpElCo/TjGPuyi7_QI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/JmtxOJqQlxM/s1600/google.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 59px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-avUDSMpElCo/TjGPuyi7_QI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/JmtxOJqQlxM/s400/google.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634442642822266114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuhhh... tak sangka ada jugak orang sudi nak Google mencari apa kejadah-nya benda alah "Mapieceofart" ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terharuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada peng-Google budiman tersebut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tima kasihhh...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Today, I'm going to share what kind of statuses that are likely to be LOVED by your friends, and what are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a status that says some positive words, that gives you a strong motivation, or a status of somewhat a campaign or awareness shared on Facebook? Or maybe just some beautiful and meaningful quotes on Mother's Day or Valentine's Day, that gives you the urge to share it on your page as well? I do. But not all and not every time. Only those that I think is important and beneficial towards others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I wrote my status on Facebook (as shown in the picture). It's just my random thought, not referring to anyone in particular though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPJBpRvpEHA/Ti5KkKxfSBI/AAAAAAAAA1A/byzAvyvzU98/s400/stats%2B2.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633522169114740754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And surprisingly, many friends were liking it, within minutes. Okay, seven aren't a big number but for the not-so-popular me, it is considered MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this morning, I wrote a sort of no-smoking campaign on my status. Yes, I got it from my friend's profile. It is a social awareness message and I feel responsible to share it with everyone I love (my friends and family). So, I copy-pasted it as my status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ymmTMxyUjMk/Ti5LeBHI-NI/AAAAAAAAA1I/EhE_531o0ik/s400/smoke.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 195px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633523162953611474" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Keep-Smoke-Away message I shared on my status. BUT, as you can see, there is only ONE people liking it, and it is my friend whom I took this message from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority of my friends are smokers. My brother smokes, my neighbor smokes, my colleagues at work smoke, my classmates smoke, and some of my lecturers smoke too. But by posting such status, it doesn't mean that I discriminate them. It's the cigarettes that are harmful, not them. The cigarettes they are consuming are causing them - the people that I love - illnesses. I cannot stop them from the habit. I cannot grab their cigarette boxes and throw them away. It is their rights to smoke, but for others who don't, they have their rights to breathe in clean air too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the least I can do is to share the awareness message, so they can read it and think. To like it or to hate it, it is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I truly feel bad if some of my friends are hating me because of the status. But I will not remove it just to make them feel better. That is not fair. That is bias. Hopefully, this explains my intention best, because obviously, the comment I added under the status is not understood well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, everyone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-4842012618071670821?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/4842012618071670821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=4842012618071670821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/4842012618071670821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/4842012618071670821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/07/of-posting-statuses-on-facebook-part-ii.html' title='Of Posting Statuses on Facebook Part II'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPJBpRvpEHA/Ti5KkKxfSBI/AAAAAAAAA1A/byzAvyvzU98/s72-c/stats%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-6055041590547991680</id><published>2011-07-25T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T03:12:34.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://01varvara.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/tatiana-dery-hide-and-seek-2007-e1271249113777.jpg?w=1000&amp;amp;h=921" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 430px;" src="http://01varvara.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/tatiana-dery-hide-and-seek-2007-e1271249113777.jpg?w=1000&amp;amp;h=921" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ready?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yep."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. I'll count to ten. 1... 2... 3... 4... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;running away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"...5... 6... 7... 8..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;hiding&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..9... 10...! Are you hiding now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;silent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haha... hide there til you rot to death. I'm not gonna find you anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(running free and screaming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy? I'm glad that you are...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-6055041590547991680?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/6055041590547991680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=6055041590547991680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/6055041590547991680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/6055041590547991680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/07/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-3004880105943968469</id><published>2011-07-20T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T11:34:33.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muSik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HeaRtaChe'/><title type='text'>Perfect Song</title><content type='html'>It's just a song, but it tells all that I feel about 'us'. Forgive me. Maybe that 'us' was a long history. And making it a history, isn't something that I'm proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wIg8kNfJpsg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been twisting and turning&lt;br /&gt;In a space that's too small&lt;br /&gt;I've been drawing the line and watching it fall&lt;br /&gt;You've been closing me in&lt;br /&gt;closing the space in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't explain why it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;Cause I gave it all to you&lt;br /&gt;And if you leave me now&lt;br /&gt;oh just leave me now&lt;br /&gt;It's the better thing to do&lt;br /&gt;It's time to surrender&lt;br /&gt;It's been to long pretending&lt;br /&gt;Theres no use in trying&lt;br /&gt;When the pieces don't fit anymore&lt;br /&gt;Pieces don't fit here anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pulled me under&lt;br /&gt;If I had to give in&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful myth&lt;br /&gt;That's breaking my skin&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll hide all the bruises&lt;br /&gt;I'll hide all the damage that's done&lt;br /&gt;But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't misunderstand&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've tried, yes I've tried&lt;br /&gt;But still I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why...... why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*     *     *     THE END     *     *     *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-4599939702083398596?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/4599939702083398596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=4599939702083398596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/4599939702083398596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/4599939702083398596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/07/yang.html' title='Y.A.N.G.'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jLivKJDzInk/Tctk7A9CNtI/AAAAAAAAA2g/39xm0LO9A2Q/s72-c/broken%2Bfriendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-1772643272060306854</id><published>2011-06-21T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:40:33.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bLabS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><title type='text'>Al-Kisah Bawang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini post suka-suka, sebab dah lama rasanya tak tulis apa-apa di blog. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang cuti ni, aku memang duduk di rumah tak ke mana. Selain ke hospital atas urusan kesihatan, kebanyakan masa aku spend di rumah je - tengok tv, main game, tengok movie, baca buku, makan, etc. Jarang sangat keluar melepak. Dan aku memang suka duduk rumah, dengan Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sallylea.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/bawang-besar-india.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kecoh sekejap tadi. Al-kisahnya pegi membeli barang dapur di kedai dengan Mama. Terserempak pulak dengan Azri, jiran setaman - dia pernah mengorat aku masa tadika. LOL. Segan kejap, sebab pegi kedai tak sempat mekap (ehh...motif?). Ok, itu subplot je, tak ada kena mengena dalam ini cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak jugak barang dibeli. Ada beli beras, gula, tepung, bawang, ubi kentang, sabun cuci pinggan, semua lah. Nestum pun beli jugak, nak try masak butter prawn versi ayam kentang, sebab Mama tak boleh makan udang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujur aku ikut sama, boleh tolong angkat barang masuk kereta. Selama ni, masa aku tak ada, Mama pergi beli barang sorang-sorang je. *sobss... =''(&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas dah angkat semua barang masuk kereta, kami pun balik lah ke rumah. Pastu bila dah sampai rumah nak mula memasak, baru perasan bawang takde dalam plastik. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ehh... kita bayar ke tidak bawang tadi ye?" Mama tanya aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Entah, tak perasan pulak. Ce tengok ce tengok..." aku jawab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami sama-sama kecoh mencari bawang yang hilang dengan penuh misteri tu. Aku dah pening (dan panik) mencari, last sekali baru teringat nak check resit. Satu-satu harga barang di-check, tapi harga bawang memang tak ada. Haihh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kena pergi kedai balik lah ni, Ma..." aku kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab nak cepat, aku dengan pakai three quarter dan t-shirt je terus merempit pegi kedai balik. Memang rupanya kami tak bayar bawang, plastiknya pun tertinggal dekat kaunter menimbang barang. Memang betul-betul tak perasan ada sebungkus bawang tertinggal. Dengan selamba kami balik rumah. Adoi la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lepas dah beli bawang, baru lah hati rasa aman dan tenteram pastu balik rumah sambung memasak. Moment paling 'tacing' (katenye...), bila Mama jenguk dari dapur, Mama kata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tima kasih ye, Ninie..." sambil senyum sengih meleret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy-nya dalam hati sebab dapat senangkan Mama. Bangga, kembang semangkuk, rasa macam dah jadi hero pulak hari ni. Hero beli bawang. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku angkat kening je tanda sahut (wahh...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sama sama..." aku jawab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*sambil mata mengerling dekat abang yang tengah enak tidur dekat sofa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dalam hati aku berbisik (fuhh, ayat novel) &lt;i&gt;"Habis tu, kalau bukan aku yang pergi beli, siapa lagi yang boleh diharapkan..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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And the last time ada benda tag menge-tag di blog ni, it was erm... maybe, two years ago? Itu pun suka-suka je, bukan contest yang serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I've been blogging for more than 4 years (kot). Hehe... thanks to &lt;a href="http://maisarahatan.com/"&gt;Maisarah&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me in this 'Kami Kaki Blogging!' contest.....!!!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*exclamation marks indicate the level of excitement. &lt;img src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" alt=":D" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" alt=":D" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, so.... here it is...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OU70nskiXt0/TfOakFNK93I/AAAAAAAAA0w/00inIIalXPI/s400/kami%2Bkaki%2Bblogging.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617003104924530546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;THIS IS A VERY EASY CONTEST! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the four very simple steps :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Write a blog post about this contest on your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Leave a link of your blog post in the comment box of this contest organizer, &lt;a href="http://ceritafarez.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-contest-kami-kaki-blogging.html"&gt;Farez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) FOLLOW &lt;a href="http://ceritafarez.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farez's blog&lt;/a&gt; and LIKE  his &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Cerita.Farez"&gt;fan page&lt;/a&gt; on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;(this is to help you getting the latest info about the contest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Tag three (3) of your blogger friends and MAKE SURE that he/she knows about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah masuk contest mesti nak dapat hadiah kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what awaits you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tada....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RM50&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;mystery prize&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(might be in cash or topup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;End of contest :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2 July 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And my 3 dear friends I would love to tag is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rizuanmn-wordpress.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rizuan Dan Apple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fantasma481-melifensucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Firdaus Harry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reezweee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reez Tulis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy blogging...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-6415912030003029323?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/6415912030003029323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=6415912030003029323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/6415912030003029323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/6415912030003029323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/06/kami-kaki-blogging.html' title='Kami Kaki Blogging...!'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OU70nskiXt0/TfOakFNK93I/AAAAAAAAA0w/00inIIalXPI/s72-c/kami%2Bkaki%2Bblogging.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-306124187720463297</id><published>2011-06-04T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T06:58:40.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bLabS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><title type='text'>Boring Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have any idea. I don't know what to write about. I don't feel like writing craps (of pseudo-artistic-like posts), so I just scroll through a few pages, read some nice blog posts and watch some nice videos - oh, that does not include the hot and controversial video by Gambit Saifullah. I have no interest at all to comment on the issue. Other people have said enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this video by &lt;a href="http://inianwarhadi.com/"&gt;AnwarHadi&lt;/a&gt;, is really something awesome. I cried watching it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="450" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f_8zWQ3K_ik" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always follow his blog and his latest videos. He is one role model for the new generation (I think). Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I play It Girl. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had a boyfriend before. I don't know what love is like, though I have a clear picture of how it hurts or how it makes you happy. I learn it all through some friends' experiences, but having a relationship with Dustin (in It Girl) is hard enough for me. We are on the verge of breaking up now. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I only have to wait for the right person. Be it the first and the last. Insya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much inspired by this &lt;a href="http://inianwarhadi.com/2010/12/couple-not-for-me-thanks-in-manglish/"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;. Some of his reasons are similar to mine. Chill lah hang, AnwarHadi...! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*though it is not a so happy Sunday for me. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Weee~ XD"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Contoh komen B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; text-align: center; "&gt;"Wah...apa yg happy sangat tu? =)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Contoh jawapan A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;"Hehe...xde apa-apa lah. Ngee~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Contoh jawapan B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; text-align: center; "&gt;"Yeah... whatever... #_# "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Maybe NOT MANY people know how to post statuses correctly when you are on Facebook. It is a place to share, to discuss, to tell the world, to let people know things you do, or more or less, to seek attention (by posting such statuses, people would want to ask you about it, right? THAT is what I call seeking attention.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;It's not a wrong thing to do, though. Sharing is caring. There is nothing wrong with sharing your feelings or your excitement about something with everybody. And it is a total freedom for you to post anything you like as long as you don't make people go "WTF. Motifff nak post status camtu bagi orang tertanya-tanya, and now you are being secretive. WTF man, WTF!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;So, the moral of the story is.... you know. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;If you don't want to share, don't post anything about it. Simple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;*The example (of status) shown above is only fictional. It is not referring to anybody in particular. Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;s&gt;Bodoh&lt;/s&gt; Poyo gila. 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It gives you an unusual strength to live through the hard times. And it's magic too how a song can soothe you when things go wrong and lifts you up from sorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most importantly, it's a perfect feeling when someone remembers you and links the song for you to hear (and makes you feel better). &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;img class="emote_img" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" alt="=D" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; height: 16px; vertical-align: top; width: 16px; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v1/zC/r/eKCEtE1PXyK.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; bottom: 1px; margin-bottom: -2px; position: relative; background-position: -48px 0px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you. &lt;a href="http://maisarahatan.com/"&gt;Maisarah Atan&lt;/a&gt;...! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="450" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BzE1mX4Px0I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "  &gt;I wouldn't wanna be anybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;You made me insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Told me I wasn’t good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;But who are you to judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;When you’re a diamond in the rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I’m sure you got some things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;You’d like to change about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;But when it comes to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I wouldn’t want to be anybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;I’m no beauty queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;I’m just beautiful me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;You’ve got every right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;To a beautiful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re the only one that’s hurting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;That’s the price of beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;It’s such a funny thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;How nothing’s funny when it’s you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;You tell ‘em what you mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;But they keep whiting out the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;It’s like a work of art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;That never gets to see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Keep you beneath the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Won’t let you touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;I’m no beauty queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;I’m just beautiful me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;You’ve got every right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;To a beautiful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re the only one that’s hurting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;That’s the price of beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not start potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not presidential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you can’t be in movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Listen to me, listen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you don’t pass the test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you can’t be the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who said, who said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Won’t you tell me who said that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Yeah, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re the only one that’s hurting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;That’s the price of beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Who says you’re not beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Always &lt;a href="http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-yourself.html"&gt;love yourself&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;You are a beautiful girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iTWYu-l8A0k/TDAoImgCYHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DmGc0poc4e8/s1600/id_ego_superego_by_surreal32.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Sie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Ich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;hasse dich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;zu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;viel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Wenn ich nur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;könnte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;dich töten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Ich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;hätte es tun können&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Jahren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;es gibt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;keine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Worte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;um&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Ihnen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;zu beschreiben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Ich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;werde nicht&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;auf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;dich bei deinem Namen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;nennen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Sie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;verdienen es nicht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Holen Sie sich Ihre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;eigene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Leben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Verlierer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;und nutzen Sie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Hölle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;aus meinem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Leben&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;zu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Sie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Wir haben noch nie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;seit geraumer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Zeit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;gesprochen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Ich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;hasse dich nicht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;aber halt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;hoffen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Dinge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;werden die gleichen sein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;wieder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;wir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;sind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;von zwei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;verschiedenen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Personen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;zwei verschiedenen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Seelen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;widerstreitenden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Seelen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Nochmals, ich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;hasse dich nicht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Dinge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;einfach&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;geändert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;und es&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;könnte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Jahre dauern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;für&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;alles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;zu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;sein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;wie früher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Uns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Ich weiß&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;nicht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;wie Sie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;uns&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;beschreiben,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;weil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;nichts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;noch nie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;gestartet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;und&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;ich gebe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;die Hoffnung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;ja,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;lasst uns&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;einfach&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;so tun, als&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;wir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;sind&lt;/span&gt; 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Hari-hari abah mesti bawak tupperware kuning susu KLIM gambar lembu dengan bekas air kesukaan aku warna merah corak petak-petak. Aku tak faham kenapa abah susah-susah tunggu aku setiap kali waktu rehat, tiap-tiap hari, padahal aku boleh je bawak bekal sendiri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila aku makan, abah mesti duduk dekat sebelah. Bekal favourite - koeyteow goreng dengan telur mata. Air teh o. Telur mata tu abah dah koyakkan siap-siap, senang aku nak makan. Air teh pun abah tuang siap-siap dalam penutup bekas warna merah tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abah akan tunggu aku makan sampai habis waktu rehat. Bila loceng bunyi, abah kemaskan semua bekas makanan dan lambai sampai aku masuk kelas. Hari-hari macam tu. Sampai lebih kurang dua tiga minggu, aku mula segan bila kawan-kawan gelak tengok abah temankan aku makan. Aku cakap kat abah, lepas ni tak payahlah datang waktu rehat. Aku boleh makan sendiri. Abah mula-mula macam skeptikal, tapi lama-lama dia bagi. Mulai esoknya, aku bawak bekal sendiri. Kadang-kadang abah bagi duit belanja. Aku beli makanan dekat kantin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila dah besar sikit, nak masuk Darjah 6, aku datang bulan. Masa dulu-dulu, memang kurang dapat pendedahan. So, bila first time senggugut, aku panik gila dan nangis-nangis sebab sakit perut rasa macam nak mati, siap mengucap dua kalimah syahadah (kelakar pulak bila ingat balik). Sakit sangat sampai guling-guling dekat lantai. Masa tu pulak tak ada sapa kat rumah, abah dengan aku je. Abah tak tahu aku period, dia ingat aku gastrik. Abah pun letak la minyak panas dekat perut aku banyak-banyak. Tak lama lepas tu, agaknya sebab letih menangis dan berkesan lepas abah urut, sakit tu pun makin kurang sampai la aku terlena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entah kenapa dan bila mulanya, tak tahu di mana silapnya, aku makin tak rapat dengan abah. Aku tak suka bila abah ada. Sampai la masa Form 5, aku jadi ketua pengawas. Hari-hari kena datang awal sebab ada roll call sebelum assembly. Aku selalu marah abah sebab drive slow-slow (padahal aku yang lambat bersiap). Bila abah marah, dia drive laju-laju, aku tak puas hati pulak. Ada sekali tu, kereta rosak, abah kena hantar aku pegi sekolah naik motor. Rasa aneh, tapi dalam hati tiba-tiba rasa sayu sangat sebab dah terlalu lama rasanya tak peluk abah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila akhir tahun, aku dapat anugerah cemerlang dan anugerah khas kepimpinan. Masa tu aku dapat nampak muka abah ceria sangat, meleret-leret dia senyum bangga. Lepas je selesai penyampaian anugerah tu, tak habis-habis abah suruh ambil gambar banyak-banyak sambil dia yang tolong pegangkan sijil dengan piala. Aku dah berpeluh ketiak sebab berjubah ala graduan time tu. Tapi bila tengok abah beriya-iya, aku ikutkan je kehendak dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masuk tahun ni, dah tiga kali hari jadi abah tak ada. Masa abah ada dulu, aku tak pernah pun ingat tarikhnya. Kami jarang celebrate birhtday abah, malah rasanya langsung tak pernah. Tapi lepas ni, aku janji takkan pernah lupa lagi. Aku takkan lupa doakan abah tiap-tiap hari, agar sentiasa ditempatkan di kalangan orang-orang beriman. Nini selalu sayang abah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selamat hari jadi, abah... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Al-Fatihah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TB5iXodgiUI/AAAAAAAAAto/nfyie99N53c/s1600/abah.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 450px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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But I grew up watching some - I watched Tomato Man (the first and the earliest fave!), Doraemon (well, who doesn't?), Sailormoon (my sister was the real fan, I was just sitting there watching it with her), Cardcaptor Sakura, Slam Dunk, Shin Chan (-_-)", School Rumble, Chibi Maruko Chan, K-On, Ninja Boy, as well as Kiteretsu. Whoa...that was a pretty long list, uh?&lt;br /&gt;(tadi kata tak minat. wekk...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, Kiteretsu is the most recently added in the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know... I know... Some would say, "Are you kidding me? Kiteretsu???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not much of a fan before, but there was one evening a month ago, I accidentally turned the TV on and there was Kiteretsu showing. I did not pay any attention until the song came up - the ending credit song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EUKHetnXsfQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute song melody kept playing in my head after a few days. And that was how it started. Since then, I waited for the cartoon on the same time every week, just to listen to the ending credit song. While waiting for the song, again, I accidentally watched the cartoon and I thought to myself, "this is not so bad after all." Yes, I know it imitates the characters in Doraemon but, what the heck, I love the ending credit song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went Google-ing for the title of the song for days, and it is 'Hajimete No Chuu' (First Kiss). I was like, woww... why do they put a song about first kiss in a cartoon show for kids? But, again, what the heck... I love the song! It is so very cute for all I care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Google-d for the lyrics and here it is :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Original / Romaji Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nemurenai yoru kimi no sei da yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sakki wakareta bakari nano ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mimitabu ga FOR YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Moeteiru FOR YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yatta yatta yatta yo OHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Hajimete no chuu kimi to chuu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I WILL GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Naze ka yasashii kimochi ga ippai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hajimete no chuu kimi to chuu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I WILL GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Namida ga dechau otoko no kuse ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BE IN LOVE WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Deeto koosu ha mou kimetanda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ashita no yume ga fukurande kuru &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kono ai wo TO YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Itsumademo TO YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kitto kitto kitto sa OHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; color: rgb(10, 12, 73); text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; color: rgb(10, 12, 73); text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; color: rgb(10, 12, 73); text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;*      *      *      *      *&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; color: rgb(10, 12, 73); text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;English Translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;I can't sleep tonight, this is all your fault &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;Even though it was only moments since we said goodbye&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;My ears are  (for you) &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;Burning red  (for you) &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;Alright! Oh yeah, I did it! Ohh~&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;My first kiss was a kiss from you &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;I will give you all my love &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;Funny enough, I'm so full of these gentle feelings &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;My first kiss  was a kiss from you &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;I will give you all my love &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;Though I'm a guy, my tears are starting to run down &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;Be in love with you&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;I've already set the plans for our date &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;My dreams of tomorrow has gotten bigger &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;This love (to you) &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;Will always be (to you) &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Consolas, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; word-spacing: normal; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 0px; text-indent: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.2em; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0.5em; "&gt;I'm positive! Absolutely! For certain!  Ohh~&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;Transliterated by &lt;a href="http://kikyosama.animelyrics.com/" style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Kikyosama&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaiyajinpower.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://thesaiyajinpower.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Translated by &lt;a href="http://azu.animelyrics.com/" style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); text-decoration: none; "&gt;AzureDark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hallucino.livejournal.com/" style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://hallucino.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. A very sweet lyrics too, eh? I can't believe a not-so-famous cartoon has a very cute and meaningful ending credit song! Some anime/cartoon series always use nonsense theme songs (mostly rock and they suck) but this one... ahh, I'm just loving it too much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I've downloaded the original song too by Yumi Matsuzawa. Here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yumi Matsuzawa - Hajimete no Chuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.4shared.com/flash/player.swf?ver=9051" style="" id="ply" name="ply" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="false" wmode="opaque" flashvars="file=http://dc235.4shared.com/img/303489380/c0f6f444/dlink__2Fdownload_2FOwTwgqe9_3Ftsid_3D00000000-000000-0000000/preview.mp3&amp;amp;volume=50&amp;amp;" height="20" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://mp3skull.com/"&gt;mp3skull.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mp3skull.com/embedcl.php"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one is sang by the forever handsome and charming and uber cute Takuya Kimura. It was taken from 1995's Summer Minna Atsumare Party. He made all the girls screaaammm... yeah, including me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KYMZFyD7-N8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, because of the song, officially today I'm in love with Takuya Kimura! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, salah! I in love with the song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hajimete No Chuu...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-7630057326065797914?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/7630057326065797914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=7630057326065797914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/7630057326065797914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/7630057326065797914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/05/karma.html' title='K.A.R.M.A'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-5225186346168325211</id><published>2011-05-09T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T13:25:40.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bLabS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muSik'/><title type='text'>Of Music, Me and Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to music twenty-four : seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago, people had started using 'nice' phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one left behind, with my old school Nokia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black-and-white screen phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which you can use to text and call ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love music so much, since forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I craved for an MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got myself one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nobody bought it for me. I saved my cash for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy with that MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For almost a year, that MP3 player had been my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plugged in to music during lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to my favorite songs 'til I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it fell off my bed one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in college and sleeping on the higher bunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It crashed on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The screen went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, my friend bought a new MP3 player for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, many years has passed and I still keep it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That very same MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small, thin and silver in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I finally got myself a new phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I couldn't afford an expensive phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I was overjoyed because I could store as many songs I wanted in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't 'hear' the music enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like stuffing super big speakers in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I bought a headphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I live in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the drums banging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the bass guitar echoing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy every bit of music I listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V61S1Up0icQ/TchFewnFfMI/AAAAAAAAA0k/LvxRjOi_erA/s1600/Photo0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V61S1Up0icQ/TchFewnFfMI/AAAAAAAAA0k/LvxRjOi_erA/s400/Photo0343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604806131009813698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I still love my old MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to this song all day, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LAED5hBqrGM" allowfullscreen="" width="450" frameborder="0" height="510"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sends me flying high in the blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know how that feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can try &lt;a href="http://says.my/mapieceofart/mas.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might take you up there and you'll know how it really is when you're high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, my MP3 player's name was Silver Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the headphone, her name is Schmug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my phone (that makes it all happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the name is Bubulala C3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't figured out the gender just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It remains unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-5225186346168325211?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/5225186346168325211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=5225186346168325211&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/5225186346168325211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/5225186346168325211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/05/of-music-me-and-music.html' title='Of Music, Me and Music'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V61S1Up0icQ/TchFewnFfMI/AAAAAAAAA0k/LvxRjOi_erA/s72-c/Photo0343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-1858443867655273608</id><published>2011-05-07T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T09:29:40.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muSik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LoVe nOte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aRtPieCe'/><title type='text'>♥ Selamat Hari Ibu, Mama...! ♥</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it is Mother's Day again. People are putting up some old pictures on Facebook. Some put up the pictures when they were babies - their mums holding them, some are sharing their photos when they were little kids, etc. I have loads of old photos, but I wish to keep them to myself. (masa kecik muka comot, tak comel...hehe) Most of the pictures were taken when my mum was young, so I don't wish to show the world the photos of my mum not wearing tudung. So, yeah... Tak payah upload lah kot. Cuma ada beberapa gambar ni jer, boleh lah di-share. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember how I celebrated it last year, as usual there were wishes and gifts (o wait, was there a gift? Gosh...I feel so bad now... T_T). I am planning to take Mama out for a nice dinner, buy her a cake or something, or take her to karaoke. Well, I never get the chance to do it. Most of the time when the day comes, I was far away from home and I only get to wish her through the phone. Tak mampu nak buat video ucapan special untuk Mama macam yang Mat Luthfi buat tu. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna turn this into a sad post. Let this be a sweet dedication for my dear Mama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ma... I don't know how to start it, and I am not good with words. I just want to say that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could hug you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, MAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma... dari masa Mama mengandung, melahirkan, membesarkan dan mendidik Ninie dari kecik sampai la dah besar, Mama tak pernah merungut, apatah lagi tinggikan suara. Mama didik kami adik beradik dengan penuh sabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Ma... for always being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for believing in me when others don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything you've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never repay you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you always be in the pink of health, semoga Allah panjangkan umur Mama, dikurnia sejahtera dunia dan akhirat. Aminn... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambar mengikut kronologi cerita. Sorry, gambar-gambar ni nampak kabur sikit sebab bukan scanned. Kalau ada masa (dan scanner), akan diperbaiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7YGYui59uI/TcVnNaDR_sI/AAAAAAAAAz0/YqKwBDBAt60/s1600/Photo0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7YGYui59uI/TcVnNaDR_sI/AAAAAAAAAz0/YqKwBDBAt60/s400/Photo0843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603998791361494722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This picture was taken when I was 6 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahu umur masa ni sebab Mama ada tulis kat belakang gambar dengan handwriting yang sangat classic -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Adik Nini ~ 6 bulan ~ 9 September 1988"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute kan? I guess it's in the gene. Mama pun hot gak masa muda-muda dulu. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lG-8DE9nfPQ/TcVtKVEu4MI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4LzTTC7eZWQ/s1600/Photo0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lG-8DE9nfPQ/TcVtKVEu4MI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4LzTTC7eZWQ/s400/Photo0864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604005335555563714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Macam tomboy, tapi still pegang teddy bear, pakai baju kurung pink. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHqgzDpLMZE/TcVubxVbTII/AAAAAAAAA0E/6xyrQvQLkQU/s1600/Photo0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHqgzDpLMZE/TcVubxVbTII/AAAAAAAAA0E/6xyrQvQLkQU/s400/Photo0871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604006734711180418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pegi mengaji. Tapi sempat bergambar lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmswQgn3eIU/TcVuzsPxZVI/AAAAAAAAA0M/YPS86eb9AQ4/s1600/Photo0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmswQgn3eIU/TcVuzsPxZVI/AAAAAAAAA0M/YPS86eb9AQ4/s400/Photo0869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604007145662145874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Graduan kecik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad peringkat tadika je pun, masa ni umur 5 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, these are the photos of Mama's little girl (yang sekarang dah tak berapa little). Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma... tak ada hadiah yang mampu Ninie bagi sebagai balasan, selain daripada membuat Mama bangga dengan kejayaan Ninie dalam pelajaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yVsccQaynJ8/TcVvYhyU9FI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ImVj6PoQJTM/s1600/Photo0818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yVsccQaynJ8/TcVvYhyU9FI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ImVj6PoQJTM/s400/Photo0818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604007778509452370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Semua untukmu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/15845_160739169237_613964237_2559347_4981156_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 474px; height: 355px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/15845_160739169237_613964237_2559347_4981156_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mum is sweet, isn't she?&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYa-7zhfr1o/TcVxCnyXbBI/AAAAAAAAA0c/gCeXCWpyf5o/s1600/photo0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYa-7zhfr1o/TcVxCnyXbBI/AAAAAAAAA0c/gCeXCWpyf5o/s400/photo0275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604009601186360338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ninie sayang Mama selalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last one, a song for Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H8KnHK1NskY" allowfullscreen="" width="450" frameborder="0" height="510"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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(ok, yang ini poyo sikit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of person who love to keep the unneeded stuff - piece of notes, scribbles, receipts, even chocolate wraps - that remind me of any important events/incidents. So, that explains the content of my old boxes - they're mostly junks, things that you would probably call RUBBISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the rubbish that I kept, I found a small notebook containing quotes of love (baca: saya memang terlebih rajin menyalin balik SMS dari phone). I remember, those were the SMSes I got from a person. He's not someone that I call my sweetheart, but I used to think of him as a good friend, someone special and someone whose name I hoped would appear on my phone screen every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, long story short. We never even met each other or went out like people would do on a date, There were just phone calls, SMS, voice mails (oh, I did sing to him. Feeling-feeling suara sedap kasi dia dengar dan termimpi-mimpi. Haha~). I don't even know him for real, but we were kinda close. Entahlah nak label-kan relationship masa tu sebagai apa. All I remember, I kept this special feeling for him but he didn't seem to make a move. Tapi sayang tu ada. Pelik, I'd rather label us 'scandal' than a couple. Tak declare pun. Hampeh sikit beliau ni. Suddenly, things became so lame, I got bored, we ended up with me being mad, he backed off and... that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a series of sweet SMSes he sent me. I'm about to throw this stupid piece of note away, but before I do, this is the best way I could think of to 'preserve' the memory yang konon sweet. I know he didn't write all the messages, he got them from a friend and forwarded them to me (tak tahu-lah pulak kalau betul-betul dia create ayat sendiri. Kudos to him then). But considering his effort to send them to me, so okay-lah. SMS ni semua kira sweet la kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 1:&lt;br /&gt;We meet after a long time and we talk at 12.00 am in your room with lights off and no one at home. Then your phone rings downstairs. I ask you to come back after the call and you promise me. The person on the phone tells you that I died last night. Would you come back to your room as promised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: He meant it to scare me, tapi entah apa yang seramnya. Attempt failed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 2:&lt;br /&gt;Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself to hath any care, but for another to give its ease and builds a heaven in hell's despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: He wasn't even sure what exactly the message meant but he did send it to me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 3:&lt;br /&gt;Love is the fairest flower that blooms in God's garden. Feel love in whatever you do and you will get the pleasure in everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: It sounds a lil wrong with the rhyme but yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 4:&lt;br /&gt;I've got sunshine on a cloudy day. I've got you, babe. What you do and what you make, it makes my day. Morning, heart. May your day be brighter and sparkling like the sun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: It's a line from a song. Ngeh. And as far as I'm concerned, the sun doesn't sparkle, a star does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 5:&lt;br /&gt;As the dark goes by, the bright comes and say 'good day', a new episode has started. Let's enjoy the sunshine for today and make your day wonderful than yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: L.A.M.E...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 6:&lt;br /&gt;There are a million stars in the sky above. They represent me accompanying you at night. Wish you to sleep tight. Good night, dearie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: Okey saje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 7:&lt;br /&gt;Without a friend's love, days are sad-day, moan-day, tears-day, waste-day, thirst-day, fight-day, shatter-day. So, be in love everyday with a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: When I got this SMS, I thought he was about to tell me something else. Ye-lah, be in love with a friend? What would that suppose to mean kan? Cakap 'appreciate your friend' sudeh. Hehh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 8:&lt;br /&gt;In the silence, you will hear a sweet melody of wind blowing up your night. In the dark, you will see a bright sparkling star shining up your dream. In your inbox, you will read the cutest person's message wishing you good night and praying for you to have a sweet dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: CUTEST katenye! Hurm... yelah yelah. Agak sweet la yang ni, siap tolong berdoa dapat mimpi indah... huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 9:&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is like an onion. It has many layers in it and it will add taste to your life. But, if you try to cut it, you will have tears in your eyes. Friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: Ok, sweet. Tapi suddenly tukar mode 'friendship forever' pulak. Sangat confuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 10:&lt;br /&gt;Like the ocean and the shore, always be together.&lt;br /&gt;Like the stars at night, always be there together.&lt;br /&gt;Like me remembering you, always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;Good night, sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: Macam ayat direct translation sikit tapi considered okey-lah. sebab ada tulis sweetie kat situ. One of nama-nama cute he used to call me, besides muchukk. Yeah yeah, I know (euww euwww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS 11:&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your angel for tonight. I will take you to the neverland, so that you can dream and dream and dream never end.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your angel for tonight. I will make sure you will have a good night and sleep tight til the night end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komen: Might not be approved as a nicely rhymed poem, but wth. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were loads more he sent me, and I still keep it in my old phone. Apahal entah, lupa nak delete agaknya. Biar-lah, maybe 10 years from now I would look back at these SMSes and they would be the best laughing stock ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since then, I have no one SMS-ing me good morning and good night, asking me what I'm doing like in every minute of everyday. Tak bercinta tapi masa tu memang rasa happy sebab ada orang ingat kita selalu dan ambil berat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma... he didn't have the guts to ask me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TC8YXdpoUyk/TcQwNcn7ePI/AAAAAAAAAzs/9dN4gOhzb2M/s1600/tumblr_lj5fp9I7hJ1qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TC8YXdpoUyk/TcQwNcn7ePI/AAAAAAAAAzs/9dN4gOhzb2M/s400/tumblr_lj5fp9I7hJ1qbpwzeo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603656843935840498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foto curi dari tumblr Cik Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, I'm single and I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcement promosi tak boleh blah:&lt;br /&gt;Saya nak yang stok chinese look je. Tinggi, smart and funny. Hensem is  optional. Anyone interested? Boleh amik borang dulu, kaunter bukak besok pukul 8.00  pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-7200141068871134749?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/7200141068871134749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=7200141068871134749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/7200141068871134749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/7200141068871134749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/04/headache.html' title='H.E.A.D.A.C.H.E'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-4710217909350589792</id><published>2011-04-19T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T06:30:58.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><title type='text'>A Choice For A Change? Or Worse?</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-cigarette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what an e-cigarette is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe you would go on Google to search for it. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electronic_cigarette"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;, I've made the Googling work easy for you. Complete with a video of how it actually works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="450" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S4zz2m9Ps3o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The e-cigarette or electronic cigarette is an option for a healthier way to smoke. It uses rechargeable batteries, is nicotine free, whatever chemical free and it comes with various flavors. I have heard of it before but didn't pay much attention to know more. However today while browsing through friends' pages and blogs, I found this site - telling and selling e-cigarettes called &lt;a href="http://www.smokerhaven.com/"&gt;SmokerHaven&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, does this provide a better choice for smokers out there for a safer way of smoking? Or does it cause smoking to become a more popular trend and more teenagers will start to smoke for the sake of style? I don't smoke, so I cannot answer how does it feel or how cool it is to be a smoker. For me, it doesn't help the campaign "Katakan TAK NAK kepada rokok" in any way, AT ALL. And obviously, it costs more. Expensive kot benda alah ni. A starter kit costs $90. Murah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a new lifestyle too. Just imagine, instead of having a normal conversation such as :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Der, kau pegi mana tadi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pegi kedai. Beli rokok." *sambil memetik lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohh...pegi tak ajak. Eh...hisap sorang nampak. Bak sepam dua."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Takde hal. Nah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... we can now hear a different conversation, well, of sharing cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Der...rokok aku da abis. Lupa beli. Pinjam rokok kau sebatang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tak boleh, der. Rokok gua tengah caj tu. Kejap lagi ar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh...kedekut. Blah ar, baik gua keluar beli baru ah, siap dengan flavor baru. Lu ade?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahaa...bagus gak. Belikan gua sekali bateri baru. Yang sekarang punya dah kong pulak. Gua hisap tak berasap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange? Haha... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you make the decision. IMO, this is not the solution. The choice is in your hand. If you wanna quit smoking, just do it. Do not hesitate. No need for a new technology invention to fulfill your need to smoke. It's just another excuse when NiQuitin lozenge doesn't work for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps I'm wrong. Maybe it is safe and healthier to smoke an e-cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's share our views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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K.A.W.I.N.</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa tak pernah fikir pasal kawin? Cuba angkat tangan macam teman nih haaa... *golek golek tangan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa tak pernah fikir? Siapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orangnya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila orang tanya pasal kawin, jawapan paling klise semestinya;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alah... muda lagi lah. Gila ape nak kawin muda-muda!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mana ada duit nak kawin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Enjoy ah dulu. Apa barang kawin awal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err... nak kawin dengan sape ye? Saye ni boyfriend/girlfriend pun takde. Saye tak nak jadi perigi cari timba..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey. Jawapan saya ada dalam salah satu contoh di atas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa aneh jugak sebenarnya bila fikir/tulis pasal kawin ni. Tapi lepas sorang... sorang kawan-kawan sekolah kawin. Kawan tadika pun ramai yang dah kawin. Yang dah beranak pinak pun ramai. Macam tak percaya. Semua dah berkeluarga, dah ada baby, profile pic siap letak gambar anak. Rasa macam baru semalam belajar sama-sama kat sekolah, tup-tup dengar cerita dah kawin. Betapa cepatnya masa berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahwin. It's like you have reached your life peak, your destiny: getting together with your loved one and spend the rest of your life with him/her. How sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bercakap pasal benda-benda begini, it's something I don't do much. Nak jadi cerita, pagi ni tengok TV9 dengan kakak. Ada interview Ashraf Muslim. Selama ni takde lah pun minat sangat dekat beliau, tapi rancangan di TV tu reveal macam-macam perkara yang selama ni orang tak tahu tentang beliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's super multi-talented. Mungkin jugak sebab watak beliau dalam drama selalu di-portray dengan watak orang baik-baik, alim dan kacak (nota: saya tak pernah tengok drama bersiri Ustaz Amirul tu, tengok iklan je), imej beliau pun nampak bersih dan baik setiap masa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam rancangan TV yang saya tengok pagi ni, baru-lah pertama kali tahu yang Ashraf Muslim ni bukan setakat pandai berlakon je, malah beliau ni seorang usahawan muda. Tak sangka beliau ada ternak ayam dan kambing. Bagus kan? Artis zaman sekarang kena pro-aktif. Mana boleh bergantung dengan hasil job menyanyi/berlakon je. Selain tu, beliau pandai main flute ok. Kau ada? Agaknya (saya bajet-bajet la) sambil beliau jaga kambing, mesti sandar kat pokok sambil tiup flute lah tu. Hehe... Kacak bergaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir sekali, yang paling best tentang Ashraf Muslim ni, beliau ada pusat perubatan Syifa'. Dia sendiri antara beberapa orang yang mengubat pesakit yang datang. Malah dia merantau serata Malaysia mengubat orang sakit. Ya Allah... lengkapnya pakej beliau ni. Dah-lah kacak, lemah lembut, beragama, tampan dan muka bersih sejuk hati memandang, banyak bakat pulak tu, pandai menternak lagi, walaupun hensem dan glemer, beliau tak jijik pun bela ayam dengan kambing. Cuba suruh Awal Ashaari, mau ke dia bela kambing? Semestinya beliau akan kata "Euwww euww..." je sepanjang masa. Huhu... *andaian je nih ok. Pendek kata, Ashraf Muslim ni memang sangat menjadi idaman ibu-ibu mertua dan gadis-gadis lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, point-nya di sini, sambil menonton rancangan tu, saya spontan ter-cakap depan kakak, "Hayom, aku nak kawin la dengan Ashraf Muslim ni..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, Hayom menjawab spontan jugak, "Kawin la. Dia baik, hensem, ada pusat perubatan Syifa' lagi. Memang elok sangat." Tapi ada statement tak sengaja saya ter-cakap selepas ayat ni, terus dapat 'amboi...gatal...!' setepek. Adeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali ke persoalan awal tadi, saya betul-betul serius ni nak kawin dengan Ashraf Muslim. Sebagai langkah permulaan, saya dah like page beliau di Facebook serta status-status yang beliau post. Saya tahu, saya kedengaran 'berangan lebih' dengan tindakan ini, tapi mana tahu, jodoh Tuhan yang tentukan. *muka serius*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keputusan ni adalah keputusan terbesar yang saya pernah buat dalam hidup saya. Malah, saya hampir pasti 110% yakin hendak berkahwin dengan Ashraf Muslim kerana awal-awal lagi mak saya dah reject Fahrin Ahmad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma, hensem tak Fahrin tu, Ma? Orang nak kawin dengan dia boleh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hishh...tak nak lah Mama dapat menantu macam tu. Dia tu tak lawa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawa?? Ok, Fahrin tak lawa. Reject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk terakhir kali, saya mengesahkan yang saya serius nak kahwin dengan Ashraf Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashraf, saya suka awak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JtAsYToCZo/TaSVwcrS8jI/AAAAAAAAAzc/xeHHL6hHlfc/s1600/ashraf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JtAsYToCZo/TaSVwcrS8jI/AAAAAAAAAzc/xeHHL6hHlfc/s400/ashraf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594761296665047602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo taken from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?profile=1&amp;amp;id=210312364470#%21/photo.php?fbid=10150158159374471&amp;amp;set=a.437445479470.238063.210312364470&amp;amp;theater"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oleh itu, sesiapa yang baca post ini, *malah kalau abang Ashraf sendiri...woohoo!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sila-lah support saya dengan meng-klik di   &lt;a href="http://says.my/mapieceofart/invite"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak susah pun, ada a few details perlu di-isi, daftar jadi ahli komuniti remaja dan kita sama-sama boleh kumpul duit sambil ber-Facebook, ber-Twit dan ber-blogos. Dalam kes saya, ia di-klasifikasi-kan khas dan wajib klik, sebab saya nak kumpul duit nak kawin dengan Ashraf Muslim. Ada duit lebih dari hasil yang saya dapat nanti, saya nak belanja Ashraf Muslim makan di Restoran Cabai atau TGI Jumaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih, semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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K.A.W.I.N.'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JtAsYToCZo/TaSVwcrS8jI/AAAAAAAAAzc/xeHHL6hHlfc/s72-c/ashraf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-5639088424528999266</id><published>2011-04-11T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T03:38:07.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LoVe nOte'/><title type='text'>My So-Called Love Poem</title><content type='html'>I sat there quietly&lt;br /&gt;with my coloring book open&lt;br /&gt;Took my pencil colors out&lt;br /&gt;I got it all nice and sharpened&lt;br /&gt;Everything was set on&lt;br /&gt;so I started to color&lt;br /&gt;without a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend came later&lt;br /&gt;She sat next to me&lt;br /&gt;We always do things together&lt;br /&gt;We were close, the closest two girls could be&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Liyana&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember her face&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes were bright and tiny&lt;br /&gt;and she always sit with me most of the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt; came into the class&lt;br /&gt;wearing the same smile&lt;br /&gt;though the day shine or rain&lt;br /&gt;I whispered to Liyana&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no, there he comes again!"&lt;br /&gt;He smiled from ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;I knew it long before that he liked me&lt;br /&gt;But I ignored him most of the time&lt;br /&gt;Coz' it felt weird every time he got near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was Azril&lt;br /&gt;He sat near me again&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect what he was going to say to me&lt;br /&gt;when he came close&lt;br /&gt;and said "I love you" in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ran away&lt;br /&gt;and Liyana giggled&lt;br /&gt;I was five that time&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't know what love is&lt;br /&gt;All that I remember&lt;br /&gt;After the incident&lt;br /&gt;we played together sometimes&lt;br /&gt;but I stopped seeing him a year later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now years and years have passed&lt;br /&gt;The story is long left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;But today, I feel the love again&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;if it's the same kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;that I felt 18 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, (yes you)&lt;br /&gt;whom I wrote this so-called love poem for&lt;br /&gt;You,&lt;br /&gt;whom I love to look at&lt;br /&gt;when you smile so sweetly&lt;br /&gt;whose giggle is the cutest&lt;br /&gt;Those I can only see&lt;br /&gt;when I made the silliest joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to start it&lt;br /&gt;but I know what I feel&lt;br /&gt;You might not know it&lt;br /&gt;and you don't know how to know&lt;br /&gt;Here, let me tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our biggest secret&lt;br /&gt;It's so simple to say&lt;br /&gt;those magical three words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.O.M.O....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSjE9mJSRzg/TaLQwb2ChDI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Ei3JJ8QbBi4/s1600/photo0377_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSjE9mJSRzg/TaLQwb2ChDI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Ei3JJ8QbBi4/s400/photo0377_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594263217674290226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, have I made myself clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go for a &lt;a href="http://says.my/mapieceofart/scream4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-5639088424528999266?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/5639088424528999266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=5639088424528999266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/5639088424528999266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/5639088424528999266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-so-called-love-poem.html' title='My So-Called Love Poem'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSjE9mJSRzg/TaLQwb2ChDI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Ei3JJ8QbBi4/s72-c/photo0377_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-3131022712394706224</id><published>2011-03-28T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:13:28.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bLabS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prOmo + aDv.'/><title type='text'>Love Yourself</title><content type='html'>I used to think that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't look good enough. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not a smart girl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not famous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have many friends..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not an important person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'M INVISIBLE. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But since I met you, I see more of me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I'm happy because I've someone telling me that... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm beautiful. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm smart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have more self confidence. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not invisible. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am loved by the people around me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have the sweetest voice when I sing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I AM UNIQUE, in my own way. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am happy being me t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oday. I would never wanna look back and make myself sad. (NZSARNO, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, if you used to feel the way I felt before, PLEASE, STOP FEELING THAT WAY. Smile, and be proud of yourself. LOVE YOURSELF before you love others. =) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I always adore Adibah Noor. Well, I like Yuna too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://says.my/mapieceofart/libresse"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, watch them doing the coolest stunts no one have ever seen any girl does. Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Location: GSC Alamanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZecyJRbTVX0/TWlHpyE6xSI/AAAAAAAAAyU/VAIzZryQuv4/s1600/Photo0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZecyJRbTVX0/TWlHpyE6xSI/AAAAAAAAAyU/VAIzZryQuv4/s400/Photo0240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578068396617680162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there on the dot; took a few minutes for the ticket, lining up for popcorn and drink (compulsory) and I went right in just seconds before the movie started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to watch No Strings Attached at first, but I changed my mind due to the following reasons :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The movie (IAN4) poster was the first thing that I saw when I got there&lt;br /&gt;2) I remembered having Alex Pettyfer's poster back at home (okay, he's cute)&lt;br /&gt;3) I thought Michael Bay is the director, but it turns out that he's the producer. The real director of IAN4 is D.J Caruso (who the hell is this guy?) But somehow, considering the impact that Transformers gave me, I was kinda expecting the same thing for IAN4&lt;br /&gt;4) I was craving for some popcorn for so long, any movie will do&lt;br /&gt;5) I don't wanna watch Kembar Siang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All seats were full. I was lucky enough to get the very last seat at the  top. Well, I don't mind. As long as I can enjoy the movie without having  to sit next to a noisy bunch of idiots or an uninvited movie critic, I  am all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 10 minutes of the movie was lame. I'd say the screen was a little bit too dark (it might be Caruso's intention to not revealing too much of action for a start). There was this anonymous creature attacking and killing two guys. One was trying to escape and ran through the forest (I thought it was Pandora - Avatar) but he was killed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot shifted to a bunch of partying teens on the beach. Daniel Jones (Alex Pettyfer) was showing his cool riding on the jet ski with some stunts. Lalalaaa... he's cute lalalaaa then it came to the part when he received a warning sign. He had a blue light coming out from his leg (why on the leg? Why??) He had another scar; of which a sign that Number 3 was dead; and he will be the next. The audience went "oohhh...so, he is Number Four..." and came to the understanding of the whole incident. Daniel ran away. I hate this part. It was when the character started to tell a long history of his being. I call it a lazy story-telling. A good director has to think of some other ways to inform the back story rather than having the character telling it all. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So, Number Four is an alien - a handsome one - from planet Lorien. He and Henri (the guardian) came to Earth after their planet was destroyed and they needed to hide away from the Morgadorians who hunt and kill The Garde - consists of nine teenage Loriens with special legacies and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel constantly changed his name and also moved from one place to another to keep himself safe from the Morgs. When he moved in Ohio, he was known as John Smith. Trying to make a life like a normal kid, he went to high school and fell in love (woohoo!). He met Sarah Hart (this is no you, Cik Maisarah Atan...hehe!) and instantly liked her. So did she. I like her character (Dianna Agron) whom is calm, sweet, old-fashioned and most importantly, she's a photographer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John started to develop more of his powers - light coming out from his hands, he became resistance to heat and fire, but unfortunately every time he did, he was in school. The people around him began to feel curious about him including Sam Goode (Callan McAuliffe), the school freak who believed in aliens. This guy reminds me of Kurt Hummel in Glee - but Kurt is way 'pussier' than Sam is. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot came to the peak when the Morgs finally spotted John. There were tonnes of action - boom here and bang there, but I must say John wasn't the ultimate hero because there came Number Six (Teresa Palmer) saving him. She was way cooler than John - she killed all the Morgs in seconds while John is hiding with Sarah behind the wall. Oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, too much on the plot already. Long story short, they managed to fight the Morgs and it was all happy ending. John and Number Six together with Sam moved to a safer place because the Morgs will never stop searching for them. John promised Sarah that he'll come back and find her... lalalalaaa kiss... and the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes some trivia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) After some research, the movie was actually made based on a novel written by Pittacus Lore. But comparing the two, the movie was more compact and not so lengthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The movie does not portray Emily, Sarah's best friend and the revelation of John's power was spread through the papers - not shown in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The most sad parts were when Henri died and Bernie Kosar, the dog returned to John wounded - he transformed (Transformers too?) into a beast fighting over the unknown deadly creature of the Morgs. I cried, well, just a little. But the dog's transformation reminds me of Milo in The Mask when he tried putting on the cursed mask. The CGI-fx was kinda fake and it made it look hilarious, but, what the heck. Pettyfer looks cuter, and that is all that matters. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The best line ever was when Number Six asked John to re-charge her - she's draining out of energy. When he's done, Number Six smiled and said, "Red Bulls are for pussies." LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) John still had the time to go to the school (WTF?) with Sarah when the Morgs were so near to get him. I think that was so helpless romantic (PUKE!). The enemy was going to kill you in no time and you could still spare a few minutes with your girlfriend looking at some photos? Amaigadddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The deadly creature of the Morgs look like a retarded lizard. You know, it is not-so-scary. It gives me the same idea of the monster in Clash of The Titans. Try to think of something deadlier lah, weyh... Think more creatively. (no worries, the director doesn't read my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) There might be a sequel made after IAN4 since the novel was followed by another book - The Power of Six. For that, we will have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, this movie did not give me much surprise. The plot is very predictable, the Morgs' look (the gills and the bald head) were something I've seen before. Nothing much surprising. Therefore, this movie isn't a four star to me (though, I still think Pettyfer is cute.) Okay, I said that for the third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it 3 stars out of 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-6918812294326594309?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/6918812294326594309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=6918812294326594309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/6918812294326594309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/6918812294326594309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-number-four-not-four-star-to-me.html' title='I Am Number Four: Not A Four-Star to Me'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNIbKbPoOvg/TWlHd8H8unI/AAAAAAAAAyM/rpz6xQ7EANM/s72-c/ian4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-2723749544588910171</id><published>2011-02-24T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T03:35:13.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><title type='text'>Soup of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So, love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't, and believe that&lt;br /&gt;everything happens for a reason."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for the beautiful words, Albert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~0^_^0~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-781532564539922350?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/781532564539922350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=781532564539922350&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/781532564539922350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/781532564539922350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/02/kemahiran-bertimbang-rasa.html' title='Kemahiran Bertimbang Rasa'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-4089332665130836368</id><published>2011-02-19T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:43:51.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LoVe nOte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HeaRtaChe'/><title type='text'>Isn't Friendship A Type of Relationship Too?</title><content type='html'>According to a post &lt;a href="http://maisarahatan.com/1st-rule-of-relationship"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (thank you so much, Sarah), it says so. Even if I go Google-ing for the definition of friendship, here's what comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Oh, you never Google for it before? You know, you should! It helps you to understand better. Maybe, it can also help you mend what's broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, I'll lend you a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the links. With complete explanation of what friendship really means. You can click on the sources, they're all links to the full web page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?Definition-of-Friendship---A-Few-Facts&amp;amp;id=1267049"&gt;E-zine&lt;/a&gt; : "Friendship is a personal relationship shared between each friend for the  welfare of other, in other words, it is the relationship of trust,  faith and concern for each other feelings. It is a relationship of  mutual caring and intimacy among one another. A friend is one who knows  you as a person and regards you for what you are and not what he or she  is looking in a good friend. Best friend is one who accepts the good as  well bad qualities of his friend and also takes an initiative in  correcting and mending them. Friendship is a distinctive kind of concern  for your friend, it is a relationship of immense faith and love for  each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I intentionally copy-pasted the full article, coz it makes me feel warm reading it over and over again. I hope you read it too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friendship is all about how much you care and understand each other.  It is a pure relationship, which would make your friend smile, feel good  as to how much you love him and care for him. It is all about talking,  listening and building up a strong relationship loyalty among each  other. It is string of love which develops gradually with each others  involvement. In certain cases friendship may not last for a longer  period and might end up or lose its prime importance of love and regard  for each other. There are some friendships which might end with  unresolved conflicts and tiffs which means that these type of  relationship were not so strong that could hold on their own in  adversity and bad times. Friendship is not about merry-making and fun it  involves equal loyalty from both the partners.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It should be  understood that not all friends are best friends. One might come across  numerous number of friends in his life but there are very few who will  be their during your ups and down. How one should recognize your best  friend the one who will understand your strengths and shortcomings and  would be with you in all your good and bad phases of life.&lt;/p&gt;A true  friendship does not consist of a huge number of friends you keep but it  is valued by its worth and capability to hold you and stand by you in  all phases of life.That said finding a best friend from among your  friends is the hardest task to do. A lot of people say that the best  friends automatically come closer from among a group of friends and you  will never have to make an extra effort to do find one. That is how the  strong bond between true friends is formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also find it in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friendship"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;. Oh, this is sweet. Wiki provides the longest definition with examples and also very fine details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this last but not least, from &lt;a href="http://mwolk.com/blog/definition-friendship/"&gt;Mwolk.com&lt;/a&gt;. It is also as sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after all that we shared today, isn't it clear and obvious that friendship (too) is a bond between two friends (or more)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't come to the understanding of how to not having a bond (ikatan) in friendship. To me, not having a bond (Parti Perikatan kah... atau apa-apa perikatan lah...) is not having the value of true and sincere friendship. I don't get it if anyone thinks that the beautiful bond of friendship is somewhat a burden (beban/kongkongan/ke-terikat-an). It's something you treasure, for the whole time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not get me wrong. I mean no offense. This is an honest sharing. Bear with it if you feel upset because of this post. I'm truly sorry, from the deepest bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-636HBrEzy0c/TWABJigmjZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/IDQjeAeze1w/s1600/friendship.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-636HBrEzy0c/TWABJigmjZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/IDQjeAeze1w/s400/friendship.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575457602078674322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-8341592953008622683?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/8341592953008622683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=8341592953008622683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/8341592953008622683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/8341592953008622683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-whats-plan-now.html' title='So, What&apos;s The Plan Now?'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-2218336084841944642</id><published>2011-02-06T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T03:53:02.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muSik'/><title type='text'>Sepolta Viva</title><content type='html'>I love music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classical, modern, pop, nasyid, hardcore, hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I do, I just do. Without any reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you ask me why I like this song so much, I don't have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that you can feel the 'feel' it gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MDzd1uSqpKE" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you are wondering what's the meaning behind the title of this song, it's 'buried alive'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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And oh! It was centuries ago since I last wrote in here. Huhuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now an intern at Astro Awani. No, I don't read news. I write the news, but mostly I do research on the current issues. I will not appear on TV unless I'll be the media representative for the shows. Or maybe I might be seen walking around the office or just sitting at my desk when they have a crossover for the 8.00pm news. But I'm no celebrity, like my mum thought I would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on your own (literally on your OWN) is not easy. I live with strangers (who turn out to be really friendly, except for my room mate). I take public transport everyday and got home again past 11 o'clock (often), especially on the days with late night meetings. I walk all the way, maybe 4 km back and fro every single day. The journey to work is always tiring but it won't break my spirit just like that. I'm strong remember...? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the work place, I have super nice colleagues. All the people here are extremely nice too. I am working together with Suhaimi Sulaiman (oh man, I adore him since long ago. He's always confident and brilliant and cool about everything.) Everybody at the newsdesk - of which I could only see then on TV before, I can now meet them everyday - what are you thinking? I work with them! And guess what, I get to meet Cerenna, my old friend from primary school. She's gorgeous now. I could still remember his boyish hair when we were in Standard 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I'm in the non-bulletin/hybrid division. I deal with the current issues - things I don't give a damn about before - especially politics. But since the first day I was here, it all has changed rapidly and it gives me a whole new perspective. No work comes without a challenge. So is mine. I work hard for every task given. I don't wanna do it the easy way. I need to have a good impression. Fuhh... berdedikasi kan? Wiwiwii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life? I like it more than ever. I like being busy. It takes me away from being emotional - you know, I get hurt and upset easily. I don't know what was really happening but something that a friend did made me feel like a fool. I understand things don't go as planned all the time, but just tell me the real thing, I won't get mad. Maybe I am not that important. You can go around and cancel it though you knew I was jumping like a happy bean when I was told that you'll come. But you didn't. And later, I come to know the truth. A day out with me sounds no fun. But lepak-ing til late? Now that sounds like real fun huh. I don't feel right but I don't care. I understand I always come third... maybe fourth... or the last. Coz I'm the least important, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people just don't get me, they don't understand the way I feel about things . You think I'm emo? Hell no... I am a happy person. Even if I'm unhappy, I try my best to look like I'm the happiest person on earth. Hypocrite, if that's what you call it. But I prefer not to put someone down by just looking at my frown face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loner. I live and deal with my problems all by myself. I write when I'm hurt, coz I got nobody to share things that made me feel bad. So, just ignore what I am blabbering right now. Just, don't worry about me. I still care and love all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm gonna be fine here. It's not gonna be long, I'll be gone by April. So, I think I will enjoy my time being here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me on Awani, berita segenap dimensi. LOL. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*tagline di situ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-8411322282915782052?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/8411322282915782052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=8411322282915782052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/8411322282915782052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/8411322282915782052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2010/12/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-1372875701381038825</id><published>2010-12-11T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:15:58.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bLabS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><title type='text'>Mari Bercakap Bahasa Inggeris: Episod 1</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tanya, kenapa agaknya bahasa kedua ini sangat penting bagi kita semua? Sebab ia bahasa yang global. Sebab satu dunia faham bahasa ini. Sebab ia boleh bawa kita pergi jauh. Sebab dengan mahir dalam bahasa ini, boleh bantu kita setanding dengan orang-orang dari negara luar sana. Oh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know any English words since I was a kid. Memang langsung tak ada pendedahan. My family does not speak English, dari moyang ke nenek ke datuk ke makcik pakcik ke mama ke abah ke adik beradik. We only speak Malay, bahasa Melayu sahaja. So, it's kinda hard for me to excel the subject in school. Until I was in Standard 3, cikgu English masa tu adalah Miss Khoo (rasanya cikgu ni pun dan meninggal dunia, lama dah, so this post is somehow a tribute to her... thanks teacher).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu ni dah tua pun masa tu, tapi belum kawin. Dia memang garang gila. Tiap kali masuk kelas muka ketat nak mampus, rasa nak terkencing kalau dengar dia marah. So, I was one of those (not-so-smart) kid in the class, selalu bermasalah dengan subjek yang diajar beliau iaitu bahasa Inggeris. Ini sungguh merunsingkan, kerana dalam subjek lain, boleh dikatakan I was on the lead (cewah!)- Maths especially. Tapi English? Haihh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali subjek English, cikgu ni suka suruh build a sentence based on perkataan yang dia bagi. Basic words je, macam table, rubbish, eraser, dustbin... perkataan bodo-bodo je. Tapi aku tak pernah cuba angkat tangan dan try buat ayat. Memang tak tau dan takut salah, pastu malu. Yang selalu jawab masa tu, the non-Malays dan yang Malay, Nurul Huda. Beliau sangat pandai English. Saidatul pun. Tapi aku tak pandai, kerana ter-sangat bengap dalam English waktu tu, perkataan-perkataan macam tu pun rasa susah sangat tahap Add Maths mahupun Fizik dan Kimia. Jadi selalunya bila time English class aku diam je, padahal kalau waktu subjek lain memang ter-sangat bising mengalahkan ayam (yang comel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hari tu, Miss Khoo panggil aku datang depan kelas. Dia baru lepas mark kerja sekolah yang dia bagi semalam. Aku kena marah depan kelas. Dahla jawab soalan banyak salah, bila buat corrections, nak eja 'CORRECTIONS' tu pun berterabur salah. Dahla eja correction salah, jawab semula soalan dalam correction tu pun boleh salah lagi. Sampai kena buat corrections of corrections. Gila bengap. Dia tanya aku kalau ada masalah nak faham apa dia ajar. Aku tipu, kononnya aku faham tapi tu semua careless mistakes. Jahat gila, kecik-kecik dah pandai menipu masa tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, disebabkan rasa bengap yang sudah lama berlarutan itu dan aku makin tertekan (konon la, pressure belajar subjek Darjah 3 katanya), aku pun ambil keputusan untuk tulis surat kepada Badan Kaunseling. Dekat tepi Teachers' Room ada satu kotak untuk student yang rasa bermasalah letak surat mengadu masalah. Jadi aku pun buat-la seperti yang dinyatakan di atas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esoknya, lepas rehat Miss Khoo panggil aku datang jumpa dia. Dah rasa nak terkencing time tu. Aku fikir kena marah lagi-la nampaknya ni. Rupanya tak. Masa aku jumpa Miss Khoo, dia senyum. Langsung tak nampak marah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Awak ada masalah dalam Englsih?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya... saya tau saya tak pandai, teacher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Awak bukan tak pandai. Awak lemah saja, dan awak rasa rendah diri."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh... ma... mana cikgu tau?" *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;kena ada gagap-gagap sikit, baru dramatik.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Mesti-la saya tau. Saya kan cikgu kamu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nangis kat situ gak. Aku cerita betapa aku tak pandai English, eja 'Corrections' pun salah. Dan aku jeles aku tak se-pandai budak-budak lain dalam kelas tu. Miss Khoo kata, nak belajar English kena selalu practise. Macam naik basikal, kena hari-hari kayuh. Baru pandai. Ada lagi yang dia cakap tapi aku dah lupa. Cuma yang aku ingat, tiba-tiba aku rasa sungguh ber-motivasi masa tu. Berkobar-kobar untuk belajar English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dalam kata dah terlambat jugak nak bermula dari basic, aku tebalkan muka pegi library dan pinjam story books untuk Darjah 1 macam Snow White, Sleeping Beauty... yang satu page ada satu ayat je tu, aku baca semula merangkak-rangkak. Biar tak faham, aku tengok kamus. Hari-hari aku baca. Dah rasa terer sikit, aku pinjam buku yang hebat lagi. Sampai ke novel. Dan aku still ingat buku English pertama yang aku berjaya baca sampai habis, tajuk dia 'The Wind in The Willow'. Best cerita tu. Ada Mr.Mole, Mr. Badger, Mr.Frog. Adventure habis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam class pun aku dah  berani speaking-speaking dengan budak-budak Chinese dan India. Aku jadi rapat dengan diorang. Masa tu paling sikit berkawan dengan budak Melayu, diorang tak suka belajar. Aku sekolah Convent, so budak Melayu pun tak-la ramai sangat dan ramai yang kaya-kaya je tapi poyo berlagak nak mampus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naik Standard 4, aku dah jadi tutor dalam SAL Project, kira macam program adik angkat la, ajar English dekat budak-budak Standard 1. Rasa bangga sangat. Itu pencapaian paling best aku rasa. It was as if I really went from zero to hero. Cool oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai sekarang, aku belum la tip top sangat pun dalam English. I can write well (ok-lah, not so well) lintang pukang je campur-campur. But when it comes to speaking, aku banyak bergantung dengan environment - orang-orang yang boleh aku berborak dalam English dan tak rasa aku cuba berlagak best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu yang aku cuba tingkatkan sekarang. Sebab aku menyesal sikit, baru-baru ni ada dapat call regarding the internship, dari Astro Radio. It was somehow an interview through the phone, mungkin untuk mengesahkan placement aku di Astro nanti. The lady asked me to briefly tell her about my background and experiences. I stammered A LOT. Coz I wasn't ready. And my mind went blank. After I hung up, I thought I did it really bad, I almost blew it away- the chance. But I thought again, they already picked me. It was only for the placement and if I blew it, maybe boleh dapat department lain? But radio is good enough though. Entah la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justeru, atas perasaan tidak enak ini-lah yang melahirkan rasa untuk menulis post kali ini. Tiba-tiba teringat Miss Khoo, zaman sekolah dulu-dulu, macam mana I tried really hard to be good in English, macam-macam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menulis post di blog ini pun kira satu bentuk latihan jugak. So, if there's any mistake grammatically ka, spelling-nya ka, feel free to correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-3457839650075414427?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/3457839650075414427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=3457839650075414427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/3457839650075414427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/3457839650075414427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2010/11/trial.html' title='Trial'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-6763460028618844650</id><published>2010-11-15T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T02:59:55.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bLabS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aLL iN a daY&apos;s wOrk'/><title type='text'>Mari Mengemas</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how I like to keep old stuff. Whenever I get the mood of mengemas (this shows that the mood comes VERY rarely, maybe once in months, or years, or decades), I could find things that even I couldn't remember I once owned. Like, right now I am in the middle of this good mengemas mood, it is when I find my Biology book - you know, that long science book of notes I wrote myself when I was in Form 4. Siap ada nama kelas lagi, 4 Qayyum. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years, looking at your Biology notes gives this feeling. It's unbelievable that I was once a Science student. With all the diagrams and anatomies I drew, science terms like 'arterosklerosis', 'mitosis' and more sis... looking at those stuff, it made me smile. Tak percaya rupanya dulu pernah mampu menjadi seorang Science geek, tapi sekarang... sumpah dah tak ingat semua tu lagi dah. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I found a cute notebook with flowers, hearts and coffee cups - the kind of book which girls LOVE to have as a biodata book - haihh... zaman sekolah sangat-la sweet ye. I remembered it was a birthday present from Lydia when I was Form 2. I still keep it and haven't even draw a scratch inside it. Sayang nak guna, sebab comel sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there are SOOO many pieces of junks I wrote like poems (poyo dari dulu lagi sebenarnya), doodles yang buruk sebab tak reti melukis and the rest of things which are all rubbish. So, ada yang dah tak berapa mengingatkan memori manis, I just throw them away. All the way to the plastik sampah. Yay! Dah berjaya kurangkan semak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah-la, this isn't a good habit though, menyimpan barang sehingga semak is not a good thing. Ditambah pula jika anda seorang yang malas mengemas (seperti saya ini). But, like the famous saying, old habits die hard. Oh, yes. The large bouquet of dried roses I got during my convocation pun baru saja dibuang. Fuhh! After more than a year! Lepas dah puas tengok selama setahun, baru-lah dibuang. Tahniah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get back to pack things up before I write more blabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Selamat Hari Raya Korban! Salam 'Iduladha...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;*I feel so good tonight. After being somewhat emo yang berpotensi untuk mencederakan diri sendiri, we finally put it to an end. It all got off my chest and I feel so free. We're good again. Alhamdulillah... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Yes, I'm emo (read: not being emo is not being human). So, here, I don't mean to write another reply macam surat cinta yang panjang berjela yang mungkin disalah tafsir lagi. But the good part of it was, rupanya there are still some people yang do read my (full-of-crap) blog. Terasa diri masih diambil tahu (*smile). Honestly, nothing gives a better feeling for a loner (like me) to be cared for by other people. Serius, terharu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, dah melalut. Let's just talk about me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my break slightly earlier than my other friends because of the fact that I've no final exams to sit for. So, yay! It's me-time again and I can do everything - watch TV, read books, eat a lot, play games, watch movies - as much as I want. Throughout the semester, it had been a tough one and I hardly have time for myself and do things I want. Memang chaos, I didn't get enough sleep, assignments berlori-lori, makan tak betul time, and some things went wrong. Macam-macam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of keserabutan yang tak terkawal tu, I followed a class trip to Taman Negara, Pahang. We had a great time. It's a part of the assignment we were asked to complete, which is mengkaji peralatan yang digunakan oleh Orang Asli - kaum Bateq. It's an artifact-research subject. So, we met the cool Bateq tribe, memang kuno habis but they're very friendly. They speak bahasa Bateq and Malay, some speak English - sebab dah banyak jumpa tourist mat saleh. Memang cool. And to go from place to place, they use boats. And so did we. Memang gerun naik bot di tengah Sungai Pahang- the water was super deras, sangat adventure for white-water rafting. All I had in mind was, "Jangan-lah terjumpa buaya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada pun buaya. Ikan banyak la - ikan patin masak gulai tempoyak. Fui...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the visit to Kampung Bateq, we went swimming. Yep, mandi di Sungai Pahang. Masa tu memang dah lupa diri. Best ouh dapat mandi sungai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from sungai, everybody was wet and worn out - berendam 4 jam dalam sungai sangat best dan meletihkan. Malamnya, there was acara karaoke-sampai-lebam-tak-ingat. Some of us rupanya ada bakat terpendam, but I didn't sing. Bad cough that time. Uhuk uhuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we went trekking in Hutan Simpan Taman Negara. I was among the last, dah lama tak memanjat, semput jugak-la kiranya. But I made it to the 300m canopy, Jambatan Gantung yang sumpah tinggi. Dalam bergasak memanjat, I made friends with some tourists. There were a sweet old couple from Holland - forgot their names, Natalie and Alex from Switzerland and Marco from Italy. Meeting Marco was the best part because I spoke to him in Italian and he replied me well - maknanya dia paham la. Cewah! Aplikasi pembelajaran bahasa ketiga di sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, we got back to Shah Alam. I got road sick. Dah lama tak naik bas. We stopped at Genting Sempah and I grabbed some McD and suddenly terus okey. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second story, a few days before the trip, I got selected to be involved in the Astro Challenge Workshop. Out of those people who got far more fluent English, I got selected though I speak with my English yang tunggang langgang ini. Be it. I was there for two days. We were put in groups, mixed with those from Masscom and Business Study. We were brought on a tour all around the building and the workplace. Best jugak but the place is big, so penat juga berjalan. Hoho... (fatso! fatso!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Nak juga include di sini, I met some celebrities during the time berada di Astro. When we were brought to the radio conty, there were Ferhad, Serena C., Khairil 'Krill' and a few more radio announcers. Then at the cafe, I saw Reza 'Kata Kau' (entah kenapa, tak paham why lah I adore him since Kelab Pop lagi... haihh!), then there were Adam C. (oh my! He's so cute! Sekarang dah terlambat nak rasa menyesal sebab tak cakap 'Hi!' waktu tu... LOL?), and a few pelakon TV. Pastu yang paling best, I saw Maher Zain! He saw me too (cewah!) and smiled. Haha! Mula-mula cuba kawal diri, I didn't wanna show my excitement sangat, but it was so obvious, akhirnya tak boleh kawal diri lagi and I screamed to him "I love your songs!". He smiled and laughed a lil. Adoi. Segan pulak bila ingat balik, but seriously, he is super cute. I mean, sebab wajah beliau putih dan suci lagi menyejukkan hati emak-emak mertua. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to Astro Challenge. I was in the Delta Group. My group sangat kecoh - and tak kurang juga yang tunjuk bagus but I really don't give a damn. We played games and had a mini mind-map presentation, we got the best group out of the rest for both activities. Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second day, terpaksa lebih serius dan formal. No more games. We were meeting those big people of Astro Broadcast Department. We were to present our ideas on how to make Astro relevant to the youth. I was so nervous, but I did my part quite well though. But we weren't the best group for presentation - some other group got it. Takpe-lah, I wasn't putting high hopes anyway. Then, after the penyampaian and stuff, balik-lah ke rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, yesterday I got an SMS from Cik Suzee from the Astro Challenge. In the message she wrote, "Congratulations! You are the Top Performers during the Astro Challenge Workshop!  (*smiley) We are pleased to offer you Internship opportunities in Astro. You will receive the Internship letter soon. Please check your email for further details."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like... is this for real? I didn't take it so seriously pun during the workshop, but alhamdulillah... Rezeki dari Allah. Finally, there's something I can be happy about. I was thinking to throw a celebration party (exaggerate je nih) but I ended up celebrating it on my own. Hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This break has a long a way to go. I plan to work, but I guess I'll be needing my good time to rest more. Plus, with the check-ups and doctor's appointment, I think I'll just chillax at home and pray for my result. I hope I'll get good grades. Need to pray hard for my pointer. Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a break. Have a Kit-Kat. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*tapi Kinder Bueno pun sedap. Hoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Keindahan menyedarkan keperluan manusia. Ia berpunca daripada &lt;i&gt;natural compulsions&lt;/i&gt; iaitu perasaan terdorong secara semulajadi terhadap sesuatu objek atau kejadian. &lt;i style=""&gt;“Important moral, ethical, and philosophical ideas are taught in every show, while entertaining the audience at times with roaring humor and special action-packed scenes.”&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;b style=""&gt;Harris, 2009&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  lang="MS" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tahap kesempurnaan manusia boleh dicapai apabila manusia berjaya untuk melepaskan diri dari belenggu–belenggu materi&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;duniawi (&lt;i style=""&gt;obstacles&lt;/i&gt;) yang sering kali menipu dan menjerat. Dengan mencapai tahap kesempurnaan (teori &lt;i style=""&gt;harmony&lt;/i&gt;, menurut Santayana) seseorang manusia akan lengkap dari segenap aspek – mental, fizikal dan spiritual. Malah, seorang manusia dikatakan mencapai kesempurnaan dan menjadi manusia yang hebat (&lt;i style=""&gt;super man&lt;/i&gt;) atau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;Übermensch, menurut Friedrich Nietzsche. Dalam konteks Kosi dan Serawi, setelah berjaya melalui semua rintangan dalam pencarian Raja Seri Rama, boleh dilihat sebagai &lt;i style=""&gt;super man&lt;/i&gt; kerana mampu mengatasi kesemua aspek halangan dalam pengembaraan mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  lang="MS" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  lang="MS" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Secara tuntasnya, segala teori dari lima ahli falsafah yang diutarakan mempunyai relasi antara satu sama lain bukan disebabkan mereka memiliki ilmu yang sama, tetapi kerana semua ilmu di dunia ini datangnya dari Allah dan ia adalah mutlak milikNya sahaja, sumber segala sesuatu. Dia berhak memilih untuk menurunkannya kepada sesiapa yang dikehendakiNya tanpa mengira agama. Memetik sepotong kata-kata dari Jean-Paul Sartre, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;I have no religion, but if I were to choose one, it would be that of Shariati's (iaitu syariat Islam)." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: : Alhamdulillah... I'm almost out of the chaos of completing tonnes of assignments. There are just a few more to go and it is not so much driving me nuts anymore. As you read above, that was the conclusion of my philosophy findings as we were asked to write an essay relating wayang kulit Kosi and Serawi with the philos from five different philosophers; Andre Bazin, Henri Bergson, George Santayana, Immanuel Kant and Friedrich Nietzsche - now I've no problem to spell their names correctly, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it was kinda exhausting to know what is so special and important to find the truth out of what these philosophers were saying.  But getting deeper and deeper into it, I understand better. I thank God for giving me the chance to learn this subject; of which I found my self-discovery and self-completion. I realize it brings me to another level of thinking. And I'm completing the tasks not just for the sake of getting good marks, indeed it is a no-ending journey towards finding yourself in you. Most importantly, the seek of knowledge brings me closer to God. It never feels this good and I am calmer than before. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the subject too, I just got myself another good news but that isn't yet to be revealed. I'm all excited! All praises to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, thanks Lord... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: : And oh, just to have an escapism for a while, we're going to Paramore, baby....! Woohoo! : :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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Socrates yang Cakap, Bukan Aku'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-5358181267593649417</id><published>2010-10-07T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T11:32:04.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prOmo + aDv.'/><title type='text'>Important Things I'm About to Miss but You SHOULD NOT...!</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things happening this weekend. I'm taking this opportunity to somehow promote these events that involve many important people in my life. This (too) is some kinda my biggest apology for not being able to attend and be a part of all these events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TK5VVtDT9ZI/AAAAAAAAAxY/TxzQhGmmJ00/s1600/cine+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TK5VVtDT9ZI/AAAAAAAAAxY/TxzQhGmmJ00/s400/cine+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525447624189277586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st poster&lt;br /&gt;*credit to Shazlan Photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TK5UpspnulI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/w1sgeB3iGhI/s1600/cine+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TK5UpspnulI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/w1sgeB3iGhI/s400/cine+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525446868167277138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;KAKI LIMA Cinephoto Exhibition&lt;br /&gt;Pudu Sidewalk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th. &amp;amp; 10th. October 2010&lt;br /&gt;(Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;8.00 am - 5.00 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Admission : Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*poster taken from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=165555320124123&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;credit to Baju and gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TK5W68yJzwI/AAAAAAAAAxg/w1lxWpnWDVM/s1600/host.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TK5W68yJzwI/AAAAAAAAAxg/w1lxWpnWDVM/s400/host.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525449363579064066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honours Stage (HOST)&lt;br /&gt;Must-watch show :&lt;br /&gt;Oedipus directed by Fasyali Fadzly&lt;br /&gt;Perkarangan Dewan Bahasa &amp;amp; Pustaka (DBP)&lt;br /&gt;9th. &amp;amp; 10th. October 2010&lt;br /&gt;(Saturday and Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;Admission : RM 5 only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Poster design: Credit to Byxura Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/userpc/Desktop/bcsmtkrc.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TK5X9JrfZZI/AAAAAAAAAxo/rWJrrDpZrN0/s1600/bcsmtkrc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TK5X9JrfZZI/AAAAAAAAAxo/rWJrrDpZrN0/s400/bcsmtkrc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525450500912145810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BCSMTKRC: A short film&lt;br /&gt;*All the best to Jaja, Zairul, Hans, Zul and the rest of the production team!&lt;br /&gt;(pedulikan yang lain, I know you guys can do it....!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm off to Taman Negara today - we're going to dig and hunt for some artifacts yaww! Hope it would be fun though I have to let go of these important events I've been looking up to. I wish everybody the best of luck...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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I've been working like a pig (cuter, no? or like a buffalo? mana-2 lah....) less time to have fun + going out + sleep = M.I.S.E.R.Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I fell sick... I need Mama more than anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeNb2WvvtI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/ewTI0jyqxB4/s1600/sneeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeNb2WvvtI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/ewTI0jyqxB4/s400/sneeze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523538977580105426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Runny nose... fever... so not my favourite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some good things did happen though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeQwT4YERI/AAAAAAAAAwY/rktRIWcDL6o/s1600/DL+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeQwT4YERI/AAAAAAAAAwY/rktRIWcDL6o/s400/DL+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523542627638055186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I received two awards during Anugerah Kecemerlangan Akademik... woohoo! There were the MPPs, all the award receivers (the DLs, Anugerah Pelajar Harapan and our handsome dean... cewah!)&lt;br /&gt;*and yeah... for the group picture, I was looking somewhere else (atau mungkin jugak tengah mengumpat...!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeRXXIqydI/AAAAAAAAAwg/RoiiPLqMJyE/s1600/DL+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeRXXIqydI/AAAAAAAAAwg/RoiiPLqMJyE/s400/DL+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523543298526595538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me with my girls... my besties... my BFF... ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;(ya... ya... I'm that fatso... need some workout...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeR5xzolbI/AAAAAAAAAwo/jhKsAvDGdz0/s1600/DL+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeR5xzolbI/AAAAAAAAAwo/jhKsAvDGdz0/s400/DL+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523543889801680306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;K.a.m.i. aka Us... (after all the formalities, we turned out being gila-gila, just the way we are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeSzShO1HI/AAAAAAAAAww/Gu6YqcPVxhQ/s1600/DL+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeSzShO1HI/AAAAAAAAAww/Gu6YqcPVxhQ/s400/DL+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523544877835408498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kudos to Wewe the photographer for the day... you rawk, babe!&lt;br /&gt;(yea, sure we're gay... you got prob, mate? haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And back with tonnes of assignments... and more assignments... and... MORE ASSignments... *sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday! My sis took me out and we gained some weight. Haha! Nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeUuRDL1wI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Ejyc-ktEL4s/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeUuRDL1wI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Ejyc-ktEL4s/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523546990564857602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since I'm sick, I could hardly finish those 5 pieces of meatballs.&lt;br /&gt; (but it made me feel way way way better... TQ Hayoyom &amp;amp; Abg Amin!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/userpc/Desktop/images.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and some activities to cheer me up...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeVjYk30kI/AAAAAAAAAxA/08DgjVHKShs/s1600/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TKeVjYk30kI/AAAAAAAAAxA/08DgjVHKShs/s400/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523547903118266946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can sleep with all the hearts and love on top of my bed... I just love wall stickers...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, being ME is a whole lot of fun...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some blog readers think I'm a guy... duh... (well, I don't know if I'm gay...LOL!) so I put up some photos of me and more me... see? I got no gender confusion problem, just some overweight issue... blah blah blah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3575834970427732672-639580429879566853?l=mapieceofart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/feeds/639580429879566853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3575834970427732672&amp;postID=639580429879566853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/639580429879566853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3575834970427732672/posts/default/639580429879566853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mapieceofart.blogspot.com/2010/08/wishlist.html' title='W.I.S.H.L.I.S.T.'/><author><name>maPieCeoFarT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17475246023824840005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TEcC1PlOebI/AAAAAAAAAuo/15cHQIpty8E/S220/Emo+-+Sad.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TGhInUYcGAI/AAAAAAAAAvw/HZj_zxd4FYI/s72-c/bubur+lambuk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575834970427732672.post-4780110877211776846</id><published>2010-08-12T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T15:52:22.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muSik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe anD haPpeNingS'/><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak!</title><content type='html'>Salam ukhuwwah fillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TGR5aEHrzjI/AAAAAAAAAvo/t3oB4_rqtBA/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TGR5aEHrzjI/AAAAAAAAAvo/t3oB4_rqtBA/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504658133243121202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, Ramadhan is here again. How I miss the month full of barakah, a month of God's forgiveness and love, thousands of grants from Allah, free of charge. Erm...pergi tarawih tak? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people are eager when Ramadhan comes because they probably are celebrating Raya more and the fact that it is only another month away. But they forget how Ramadhan should be celebrated more than Syawal just because the fasting month seems too long and hot and dry and tiring. No? Bagus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah...not another series of blabs and emo (as some people claim) expression of how my day sucks and I'm sick and lonely. Here, I'd like to share a video of Maher Zain, of my faourite song, Always Be There. Who's being there for you all the time? No, not your best friend. Not your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always there for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J0SHTBNhWSI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J0SHTBNhWSI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alllahu Akbar… (Allah's The Greatest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you ask me about love&lt;br /&gt;And what i know about it&lt;br /&gt;My answer would be&lt;br /&gt;It’s everything about Allah&lt;br /&gt;The pure love, to our souls&lt;br /&gt;The creator of you and me,the heaven and whole universe&lt;br /&gt;The one that made us whole and free&lt;br /&gt;The guardian of HIS true believers&lt;br /&gt;So when the time is hard&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to turn&lt;br /&gt;As HE promise HE will always be there&lt;br /&gt;To bless us with HIS love and HIS mercy&lt;br /&gt;Coz, as HE promise HE will always be there&lt;br /&gt;HE’s always watching us, guiding us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So when the time is hard&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to turn&lt;br /&gt;As HE promise HE will always be there&lt;br /&gt;To bless us with HIS love and HIS mercy&lt;br /&gt;Coz, as HE promise HE will always be there&lt;br /&gt;HE’s always watching us, guiding us&lt;br /&gt;And HE knows what’s in our little hearts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So when you lose your way&lt;br /&gt;To Allah you should turn&lt;br /&gt;As HE promise HE will always be there…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HE bring ourselves from the darkness into the light&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah praise belongs to YOU for everything&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn’t never feel afraid of anything&lt;br /&gt;As long as we follow HIS guidance all the way&lt;br /&gt;Through the short time we have in this life&lt;br /&gt;Soon it all’ll be over&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll be in His heaven and we’ll all be fine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So when the time gets hard&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to turn&lt;br /&gt;As HE promise He will always be there&lt;br /&gt;To bless us with HIS love and  HIS mercy&lt;br /&gt;Coz, as HE promise HE will always be there&lt;br /&gt;HE’s always watching us, guiding us&lt;br /&gt;And HE knows what’s in our little hearts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So when you lose your way&lt;br /&gt;To Allah you should turn&lt;br /&gt;As HE promise HE will always be there…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Allahu Akbar…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So when the time gets hard&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to turn&lt;br /&gt;As HE promise He will always be there&lt;br /&gt;To bless us with HIS love and  HIS mercy&lt;br /&gt;Coz, as HE promise HE will always be there&lt;br /&gt;HE’s always watching us, guiding us&lt;br /&gt;And he knows what’s in our little hearts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So when you lose your way&lt;br /&gt;To Allah you should turn&lt;br /&gt;As HE promise HE will always be there…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Allahu Akbar…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful song it is. I hope you'll love it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Salam Ramadhan al-Mubarak...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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There is no point of living, to strive and study and fight and fulfill my ambition, I thought. That was when times were hard and troubles seemed endless and I was out of solution and choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a lot on Philosophy (as a subject and my life knowledge) as well as sufism. It's just a new field I'm interested in. I read from somewhere that life is an illusion. Imagine you are alone in the middle of an ocean, there's a terrible storm and you've got nowhere to go. All you need to do is close your eyes and accept the whole situation with the thought that all that comes to you is an illusion. In God's will, all will be gone in a blink. What's the word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasrah&lt;/span&gt;? Yes. Having that level of calmness in your mind state is the highest range of wisdom in believing in God. God owns it all and He's The Almighty. He's the most powerful of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man, the words are so powerful when I read it. (and oh, how I suck in telling things...) I should find the source where I found it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta get to know God better, it feels like I drifted far far away from Him nowadays. I'm no good, trust me I'm bad, not at all as how I look like on the outside. I'm trying hard to be a better person. Trust me, I'm trying real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate my life more than anything else now. I love Mama, my friends...no matter how life sucks, I still have them who love me. 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I did...! I was in the car riding home from Penang. My mum, my sister, her hubby and lil baby Adif were there in the car too. As usual, with them in the car I wouldn't get to tune in to Fly FM, Hitz or at least Hot FM. My mum was on control and it was for sure her favourite oldies radio station. Suddenly, I heard my name in one of the songs. It stated my name in full, seriously hilarious and I spontaneously burst out laughing. My mum laughed too. Except for one thing; my mum's name is not Cik Maimon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched for the song and here it is. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EZZn12YFMLQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EZZn12YFMLQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Ibu! Tolong Lamarkan by Othman Hamzah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the same guy who sang the song Gadis Melayu (of which was sung by Jamal Abdillah in a new version).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many girl's name in a song. I took some effort to make a list. And here they are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sephia - Sheila on 7&lt;br /&gt;2) Anna Molly - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;3) Cassie - Flyleaf&lt;br /&gt;4) Jenny - The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;5) Oh, Carol - Neil Sedaka&lt;br /&gt;6) Kamelia - Sweet Charity&lt;br /&gt;7) Juwita - M.Nasir&lt;br /&gt;8) Jesnita - Exists&lt;br /&gt;9) Billie Jean - MJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the list goes on. From the list, we can see that Malay songs are likely to have a girl's name for the title. But there are not quite a number of songs with a guy's name, right? Nobody ever wanna put Karim anak Pak Maun or Malcolm oh Malcolm for a song title (example), is it? At least in the lyrics, if not for the title... Can you name a few?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just found one for you &lt;a href="http://funofboredom.blogspot.com/"&gt;John&lt;/a&gt;! The song was performed by Arctic Monkeys. I linked it on your page, dude... But just in case if you wanna see it again, here's the song... Put your dukes up John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/corner-topleft2.gif); background-repeat: repeat; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-top2.gif); background-repeat: repeat; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt; Arctic Monkeys - Put Your Dukes Up John .mp3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/corner-topright2.gif); background-repeat: repeat; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td style="width: 16px; background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/left-ltrow2.gif);" width="16"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/light2.gif); background-repeat: repeat; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: bottom;"&gt;&lt;embed class="beeplayer" wmode="transparent" style="height: 24px; width: 290px;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/player.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xCDDFF3&amp;amp;leftbg=0x357DCE&amp;amp;lefticon=0xF2F2F2&amp;amp;rightbg=0x64F051&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x1BAD07&amp;amp;righticon=0xF2F2F2&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;text=0x357DCE&amp;amp;slider=0x357DCE&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;loader=0xAF2910&amp;amp;soundFile=http%3A//indieblogheaven.typepad.com/indieblogheaven/files/arctic_monkeysput_your_dukes_up_john.mp3" align="middle" width="290" height="24"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; padding: 0pt; vertical-align: bottom;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/logo_small.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 16px; background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/right-ltrow2.gif);" width="16"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="16"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; padding: 0pt;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomleft2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-bottom2.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: top; text-align: center;"&gt;Found at &lt;a href="http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=208278&amp;amp;song=Put+Your+Dukes+Up+John"&gt;bee mp3 search engine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; padding: 0pt;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomright2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm not really well today.  I guess I just feel honored to have my name in the song. But even so, my mum thinks I'm going nuts because I've been singing the lines all day. Woohhoo...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;apsal entah rasa excited sangat dengan lagu ni... haha!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kuingat Namanya Zahara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kata Tetangga Ia Rajin Di Dapur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ibu Takkan Bersusah Punya Menantu Zahara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gadisnya Rajin Berumah Tangga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ku Harap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ibu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Segera Lamarkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pada Zahara Anak Cik Maimon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walau Ia Tak Pandai Berdandan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asal Saja Pandai Di dapur&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah... I know I'm a bad cook... but at least the song says I'm not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;X&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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How life changes. And so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean that I've changed into someone different. I'm still me, the same old me you knew for almost 20 years ago. So, whoever tells you that I'm no longer me, I'm gonna chop their heads off. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not what I'm gonna write about. As usual, I just couldn't make myself speak direct/straight-forwardly about anything. I'm sad, a little. We (my family and I) had been talking about this for so many times. For somewhat seems like centuries, we love pets and keep them like the extra members of the family. I couldn't name out the cats (those dead cats and the ones we're still keeping) 'cause there are just TOO many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, we have six cats - Bubulala the mother and the kittens, Bubu Doll, Bubu Tamtam, Bubu Chung, Bubu Nome and Bubu Lang. But the number is growing (to ten, probably) because Bubu is once again pregnant. For that reason, my mum said, that's it. We have to put them away. We love them, it's true, but it turns to troubles to look after them - and feed them, and bathe them, and clean their wastes. Not to mention hygiene (is that how it spells?) and health issue. Now we have little baby Adif with us, it is no longer a good thing to let them scatter around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to do the best we could. We still care for them. My mum was calling almost everyone she knows and asked if they want to adopt the kittens. Bubulala is the least wanted 'cause she's pregnant and will produce hundreds of kittens in times to come - she is a productive mother. After all the tries, my mum managed to get one of her friends who wanted to have three of the kittens. The rest she doesn't want, we'd have to put away as well. If only there's a place like SPCA around Taiping, we wouldn't have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we expected, nobody wants Bubulala the mother cat. So, we decided to throw her away first. And so just now, me and Mama (with our strong hearts) drove her in the car to a market far away from home and left her there. It's the saddest thing to do, but we really had to. I asked my mum if we should take off the collar with bells tingling on Bubu's neck. My mum refused, she said she didn't want anything that would remind us of Bubu, not a single memory of Bubu. And so my mum put a fish and some Friskies for her to eat so she wouldn't be hungry until tomorrow and find her own food for the next meal. I cried silently. Tears rolling down my cheeks. I hugged Bubu so tight before letting go. The last time I cried so hard was when Coeng died and Abah past away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove away but Mama stopped the car by the roadside a few seconds later. We sat there, dumbfounded but when Mama burst into tears, I hugged her. (how stupid, I was crying so terribly and at the same time I asked Mama to stop crying). It was so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she felt better, we drove home. We passed the spot where Mama left Bubulala once again, and there she stood glancing around in curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye Bubulala, I still have my thumb drive named after you. Gonna miss you... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TB5ovq-C3rI/AAAAAAAAAt4/NS0LkDO4E7M/s1600/Bubucik+yg+Tomey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TB5ovq-C3rI/AAAAAAAAAt4/NS0LkDO4E7M/s400/Bubucik+yg+Tomey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484936564381507250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bubulala when she was little and first came to our home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TB5pBGxRMVI/AAAAAAAAAuA/FNaVdJsXvWI/s1600/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TB5pBGxRMVI/AAAAAAAAAuA/FNaVdJsXvWI/s400/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484936863901888850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I took the last pic of her before taking her into the car =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is Father's Day...! I'm happy to read all the wishes my friends wrote on Fb. But I couldn't be happier if I can do the same thing and wish Abah. I still remember when I was 15, I need to complete and essay for an English homework. It was Father's Day and we were asked to write for our dear fathers. As I mentioned before, Abah wasn't so close to me back then and I didn't know how to do it. Finally, I chose to write a letter for the essay and was keeping it away from Abah so he would not read it. In the essay, i wrote those things I wished I'd have the guts to say to Abah. It was one touching letter and I still keep it in my Form 3 English Essay book until today. Whenever I read that essay again, I will surely cry to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss you, Bah. And I'm not going to forget you. This is one of (a few) pictures I have of Abah. We don't take much photos those days. And I regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/aPpLe%20Of%20mY%20eYes/piCca/abah.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/aPpLe%20Of%20mY%20eYes/piCca/abah.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TB5iXodgiUI/AAAAAAAAAto/nfyie99N53c/s1600/abah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9lX9DgQSwc/TB5iXodgiUI/AAAAAAAAAto/nfyie99N53c/s400/abah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484929554321541442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Miss you more than ever... Happy Father's Day, Bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;
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How the songs are changing, how my emotions are all messing up in my head... that's how things are happening in my life... Yea right, it's now Take A Bow by Muse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things first... Results were out, and I got the grades I deserve. Alhamdulillah... *wink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been limited to the net during this break. (ini pun belas ehsan abang pinjamkan Broadband). So, once in a while I still get to update my blog, Facebook and stuff. I'm still figuring out how do I get my application for PIDN JPA Scholarship done. It says on the web it is done online (fill-in-the-form) but a friend told me he downloaded the form, filled it up by hand and posted it. So, I'm all confused. I'll find some time to call them directly, there's not much time before the closing date. Maybe I'll give them a call tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow I'm afraid I wouldn't have any time. Early in the morning, I have an appointment with the doctor. Yay... here's the bad news. Hell no, I wasn't diagnosed with lung or liver cancer like some people claim they were (hoho you know who you are, bast*rd...). No, I wasn't. It's just that the doctor told me that I have gall bladder (is this how I spell it?) And it is now chronic. I don't know how bad it is getting. I've been reading the articles from the internet about the symptoms (yes, I have all of them), the treatments (though I'm not sure I'm still able to cure it without having an operation) and more stuff about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working part time for this time of break. It's boring to stay home. But on the fourth day, I had to quit 'cause I had a terrible stomach pain. It was slight pain at first so I ignored it assuming it was my usual gastric. But it wasn't gastric. I went to the doctor, got a few injections and he got me scanned the next day. I've developed gallstones in my gallbladder -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; batu dalam hempedu&lt;/span&gt;. Many people have this disease but mostly it can become serious when you are 40+. But Lord, I'm just 20+... (and according to plot flow, the music's now changing to Neuron Star Collision by Muse.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a surgery - cholecystectomy - gallbladder removal, he said, as soon as possible. My Lord, I'm too young to have my gallbladder removed. I was pretty scared and still am. I don't know when will it be, tomorrow's gotta decide. Mama told me it will not hurt that much. It's not that I'm gonna die or anything... but, that doesn't help me feel any better either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's sick at the moment. My sisters aren't well, my cat, EVERYBODY... but in my case, it causes me to worry more. I am worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, pray for me. I always want to be in the pink of health. I pray to God. Insya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and the final song is Stay Beautiful by Taylor Swift... 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Dalam kepala aku ada tiga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt; yang aku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plan&lt;/span&gt; nak tengok; Shrek, Prince of Persia (POP) dan Lagenda Budak Setan (LBS) - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plan&lt;/span&gt; yang terakhir ni masuk jugak-la dalam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;list&lt;/span&gt; sebab kebetulan memang tarikh filem-nya keluar hari tu. Bila dah di depan kaunter, aku garu kepala nak tengok yang mana satu. Ikutkan hati memang nak marathon tengok tiga sekali (betapa tinggi cita-2) tapi bila tengok jam, dah 4.40pm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tension&lt;/span&gt; sekejap kakak kaunter tu tunggu aku nak beli tiket ke tidak. POP dah terlepas 10 minit, bermakna terpaksa-la aku membatalkan niat dan akhirnya aku pilih LBS. Shrek dah ke mana, sebab masa tak mengizinkan. Kalau balik lewat, melanggar waktu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;curfew&lt;/span&gt; pulak - padahal tak ada ditetapkan pun kena balik pukul berapa (nota: emak saya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;) saja nak jadi budak baik, lagipun tak elok keluar seorang balik sampai malam. Haishh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justeru, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let us talk about the movie. It wasn't my favourite of all time obviously, worth it for a one-time watch &lt;/span&gt;jela. Nak ajak aku tengok &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt; ni lagi sekali? Err... terima kasih aja-lah ye? (kejam... kejam...) Aku paling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eager&lt;/span&gt; nak menonton LBS masa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; tengok trailer-nya. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The look of the film on first impression&lt;/span&gt; ada sikit macam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt; Kabir Bhatia, tapi filem Kabir lagi cantik kut... sinematografi yang memang cantik dan aku dah tertangkap pun dengan lagu runut bunyi-nya (Bila Cinta - Fili) yang mendayu habis. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My earliest assumption&lt;/span&gt;, sah cerita cinta jiwang karat dan aku tau dah sikit-2 pasal cerita ni walaupun tak pernah baca novelnya. Kawan-2 yang dah pernah baca semua kata tak sabar nak tengok filem ni sebab cerita dalam novelnya tersangat-lah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;, aku&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; exaggerate&lt;/span&gt; sikit-la di situ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk ke panggung, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seats&lt;/span&gt; tak berapa penuh pun. Di sebelah aku ada sepasang kekasih, aku paling sekali je dan nampak diorang bercintan-cintun. Lantak-la. Bermula penontonan, 10 minit pertama dah mula rasa drama. Aku tertunggu-2 macam mana agaknya rupa perangai setan si Kasyah (Farid Kamil) itu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On my first thought &lt;/span&gt;aku kata "Oo... Kasyah ni samseng jambu sial...", tapi aku tak cakap dalam hati rupanya, sebab aku cakap dengan agak kuat tanpa sedar. Mujur tak ada orang dengar. Mana tidak-nya, dari mula sampai habis, aku naik&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jealous&lt;/span&gt; tengok bibir Kasyah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; basah dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glossy&lt;/span&gt; ala-2 kissable-lah konon, lagi cun mengalahkan bibir Katerina (Fazura).... tak nampak setan langsung. Rambut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;corn-rows&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay&lt;/span&gt;-lah kut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak ada masalah dengan lakonan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Overall&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the acting was satisfactory&lt;/span&gt;. Kate paling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;superb&lt;/span&gt;. Aku suka dia (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clap! clap!&lt;/span&gt;). Watak Ayu (Lisa Surihani) berkesan aku kira. Cuma ke-setan-an Kasyah saja tak berapa setan-la aku kata. Letak cicak dalam Coke... bergaduh di padang bola... kurang ajar dengan Naib Canselor (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; gila NC kolej siap turun padang hantar sendiri surat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;warning by hand&lt;/span&gt;....). Cukup sampai situ saja. Selebihnya, ke-setan-an Kasyah di-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt; saja oleh Sofi (Nubhan) yang ada menyebut ke-setan-an Kasyah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the gang&lt;/span&gt; sampai dah pernah menyebabkan ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lecturer&lt;/span&gt; mereka (ke cikgu entah?) sampai MC sebulan, masuk hospital seminggu... bla bla bla... aku nak tengok dengan lebih lanjut samseng yang dikatakan tu, bukan dengan cerita cakap je, tak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;legend&lt;/span&gt; langsung siot. Tajuk pun Lagenda Budak Setan, kisah kat kolej pun seciput je, mana celah entah setan tu. Mungkin lagi sesuai tukar tajuk filem ni Lagenda Cinta Budak Jambu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejam berlalu. Aku dah muak pula dengar lagu Bila Cinta tu diulang untuk ke-berapa ratus kali. Layan je walau aku sedar tak sabarnya rasa nak tunggu filem ni habis. Aku jarang ke panggung menonton filem Melayu tapi kali ni aku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt;, pulangan-nya tak se-puas mana. Sekali lagi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I had read the novel first&lt;/span&gt;, baru tengok filem. Sebab bila dah tengok filem dia dulu, dah jadi tawar hati pulak nak membaca novel-nya. Apa-pun, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here are my points for &lt;/span&gt;LBS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Perkara pertama (haha...aku suka nak cakap ouh) bibir Kasyah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pink and glossy&lt;/span&gt;... auww! Tak tergoda pun, merosakkan imej seorang budak setan. Tak macam setan langsung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Plot disumbat-2. Aku rasa tiga fasa hidup Kasyah dan kisah cintanya; zaman kanak-kanak, walau sedutan je al-kisah Kasyah tercium kawan perempuannya dalam hujan lalu kena cili oleh emaknya di 'tutt... ' beliau - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how romantic and&lt;/span&gt;... ouch...), zaman remaja di kolej al-kisah bertemu Ayu dan zaman dewasa al-kisah Kasyah sudah berkerjaya dan akhirnya berkahwin (yang ini pun patutnya boleh dipecah tiga atau beberapa - Kasyah selesai belajar, dapat kerja, bertemu Ayu semula, bertemu Amelia, tahu cerita sebenar Ayu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accident&lt;/span&gt; dan menjalani &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plastic surgery&lt;/span&gt;, kembali bertemu Ayu versi Amelia, bertemu Kate (Fazura), Ayu amnesia kerana dibelasah Azmi, kahwin dengan Ayu, dapat anak tapi Ayu meninggal dunia masa bersalin... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O my God... third act&lt;/span&gt; filem ni saja dah boleh buat lagi lima filem...! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like I said&lt;/span&gt;, plot terkejar-2 dan disumbat semuanya dalam sepertiga yang akhir. Mampus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Khidmat pemuzik Indonesia Windra Beyamin dan Gio (yang turut menyanyikan lagu Bila Cinta versi lelaki) wajar diberi pujian. Indah sungguh bila didengar dalam trailer, tapi kerana kekuatan lagu ini seorang (err...seorang?) yang digunakan untuk mengangkat emosi dalam penceritaan, lalu ia diulang terlalu berkali-kali. Bosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Kelogikan cerita juga banyak kali menimbulkan persoalan. Masa Ayu dan Kasyah berpisah, masing-2 tak ada nak bertukar email ke, nombor telefon ke? Oh, latar tahun cerita ni mengikut novel (80'an kalau tak silap), students tak pakai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; lagi (adoi...) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; botol air mungkin dah ada time ni. Oh c'mon... kalau filem dibikin zaman itu pun, rasanya tak wajar mereka langsung tak berhubung waima melalui surat pun. Kasyah bukannya pergi Papua New Guinea, pedalaman tu masih dalam Malaysia lagi kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Aku hairan seorang perempuan seberani Ayu kenapa-lah langsung tak teringin nak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;report&lt;/span&gt; polis tentang tindakan ganas Azmi (Que Haidar) tu? Dah boleh dakwa dia, bawa ke mahkamah, habis cerita. Kata bijak... tapi sanggup pulak tahan je tak buat apa-2 walau kena dera teruk dengan suami sendiri.  Sama juga dengan emaknya (Sheila Mambo) yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; meletop dan kembali bergaya dengan sihat walafiat lepas nazak nak mati sakit jantung. Fuh... cayalah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Sinematografi... uhh begini...! Sangat cantik. Bila aku kata cantik, maknanya aku suka-la (weee...!). Paling suka masa Kasyah tinggal di kampung tu. Pantainya, tasiknya (aku nak sangat  naik sampan tu!), air terjunnya... aku rasa nak menangis tengok keindahan lanskap dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camera angle&lt;/span&gt; yang tepat, memang boleh jual tempat tu kalau ramai orang tahu kat mana. Lain-la kisahnya dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couple&lt;/span&gt; yang duduk sebelah seat aku tu, awek dia menangis entah apa-2 punya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;part&lt;/span&gt; yang tak payah sedih pun.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Last&lt;/span&gt; sekali tu mungkin-la, sebab Ayu mati kan... tapi memang tak boleh blah sebab si pakwe-nya sanggup tunggu awek habis bersedu sedan sampai selesai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ending credit&lt;/span&gt;... aku memang akan tunggu sorang-2 dalam panggung sebab aku wajib baca nama semua krew sampai skrin padam. Tapi lain pulak ceritanya dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couple&lt;/span&gt; tu. Adoi....la rakyat Malaysia. Pfft...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Sharad Sharan memang klasik. Filem yang dia garap dari novel ikut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt; dia memang betul jadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt; dia - cerita cinta hindustan atau dalam bahasa kasar-nya, k****g &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt; (walau ada orang kata Sharad terlampau terikat dengan penceritaan mengikut bab dalam novel? hurm....) Paling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;, comel je bila ada naik di skrin "Setahun kemudian...", "Berakhirnya bahagian satu..." etc... lebih kurang-la, aku tak ingat&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; exactly&lt;/span&gt; perkataan yang diguna. Tapi bila dia tulis berakhirnya bahagian satu tu, aku kata "oh no! Ada bahagian dua la lepas ni?" Mati-lah kalau cerita dengan gaya sama juga yang keluar nanti. Tapi jangkaan umum, sekuel filem ni tentu tentang Katerina. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it's still &lt;/span&gt;Fazura, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bet it will be a hit&lt;/span&gt;. (Nota: Aku tak minat Fazura, aku suka lakonan dia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau sesiapa yang belum tengok LBS tapi dah baca
