tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64969412277895829502024-03-14T14:13:21.901+08:00little buddyBeauty is truth and truth is beauty..bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-34101312481108166662012-08-14T02:16:00.003+08:002012-08-14T02:37:19.530+08:00Assalamualaikum..<div>I'm so sleepy and yet there're tons of things to be done. argggghhh..My eyes are halfway closed and my mind was out of control.<span style=" ;font-size:100%;">The so-called complicated case that was harder from the previous one. Could I just simply write anything? As long as it could be finished earlier..hahaha. But then it would be such a waste because there're so much things that i could learn from this case.I think i had gone insane for a while..please stay strong!!!! Then you could enjoy your holiday as much as you like!!!^^</span></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-59948096792946930792012-06-21T23:00:00.006+08:002012-06-22T00:07:45.402+08:00cool huh..haha ^^<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cSQFZPHYBU/T-NFmdM2PPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/cdFcd2yNXsE/s1600/cats.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cSQFZPHYBU/T-NFmdM2PPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/cdFcd2yNXsE/s400/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5756521275685485810" /></a><br /><div style="font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; "><span>Assalamualaikum.. =)</span></span></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ou7wGWEx4Ho/T-M3avp7CWI/AAAAAAAAAc4/-TJ6_1A2mss/s1600/cats.jpg" style="font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span><u>My elective groupmates..hahaha</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span><u>I missed their antics all of sudden though we had just met few weeks ago..haha..spending time with them were so much fun and memorable.A week that we'd spent together in Lumut had really brought us closer and we'd create some kind of bond that i myself wasn't able to figure it out either. There's actually a guy, the one and the only in our group. The rest of the members seem to have some kind of impressions that made us uncomfortable being around him initially.But all those times that we'd spent together, fooling around and staying up to finish all the tasks given had made us to be in the same wavelength as him. We're able to chat comfortably, playing around and exchanging lots of ghosts stories , something that I myself never imagined it..hahaha..who would've thought that..</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span><u> Lesson of the day : Don't judge a people solely based on their self appearance or all those rumours that surround him or her. Get to know him or her first before you make any judgement. ^^ v</u></span></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-6666399010813316802012-06-10T00:37:00.000+08:002012-06-10T00:37:06.695+08:00Assalamualaikum..<br />
At this moment, i'm really confused. Though I'd accept the offer but I'm still don't have the confidence to do this thingy. It's so much different from my own world. It was like I'd been jumping into a completely different world in which i couldn't imagine how it would look like and whether i had the courage to be there for the whole year. Ya Allah, I just didn't know whether I'd make the right choice. The offer was something that should be grabbed cause it was once in a lifetime opportunity but the thing is i don't have the confidence and courage...bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-47296058429098687782012-04-04T19:57:00.002+08:002012-04-04T20:01:24.299+08:00Asslamualaikum,<div>These 2 weeks were so much tough that i could ever imagine.Never in my life that i imagined it'll turned out to be like this.Our fate is in your hand ya Allah.Whatever the results are,i hope that we can accept it with an open heart.</div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-40075933425357124782012-03-26T19:17:00.002+08:002012-03-26T19:31:03.891+08:00alhamdulillah... =))<span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">assalamualaikum..</span></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">though it started with such a messy and unplanned participation,we made it to the next level.We just answered it according to what was available in our memory but who could expect when we actually made it though its not that good.Alhamdulillah ya Allah..whenever i didn't expect it, you'll always give me more than i could imagine..its not just this thing..It was so little tiny bit of what you'd been given for all this while. I knew sometime i could be such a </span>nuisance<span style="font-size: 100%;">, not satisfying with what i had..always yearning for something that's not really necessary. I didn't even think that there's actually lots of people out there sacrificing themselves in order to survive in this harsh world.How annoying i could tun out sometimes.</span></span></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-9703430715068582112012-03-14T01:09:00.002+08:002012-03-14T01:15:19.497+08:00it's so early in the morning and yet there're vast amount of things to be covered..how i wish i have a flash memory but the reality is i don't even have a piece of it..it's so stressful nowadays that sometimes i just wanna push aside all those works and sleep.. ZZzzzZzbitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-84822287283601641652012-02-21T23:23:00.002+08:002012-02-21T23:27:47.708+08:00birthday's video ^^alhamdulillah..after modifying here and there,my first birthday's video ever had finished..i never knew it was such a tiring and complicated tasks in editing this video.pheww...finally i made it by myself and both of my friends were so damn happy..for me its more than enough. Next time, i don't think i'll do it because i'm not so into the so called video making..hahaha..bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-74771434418059383372011-11-08T17:40:00.016+08:002011-11-23T21:39:43.621+08:00c2's craziness!! @_@<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sbO0suf2gmE/TrkpLNKxeJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_qICcfu1VkY/s1600/stress-cartoon.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sbO0suf2gmE/TrkpLNKxeJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_qICcfu1VkY/s200/stress-cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672610478139996306" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); text-align: left; ">assalamualaikum,</b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>To my beloved dormmates...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>I miss you guys!!!! All of sudden, i miss those </b><b>days when all of us were fooling around, doing all sorts of things together </b><b>from the mom</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>ent we first met until our last year togethe</b><b>r.We created so much wonderful memories, from the one that really ripped our hearts if we came to remember it to the one that really made us smil</b><b>e and laughing like crazy with just the thought of it..hahaha..your antiques, craziness, unique personality (never in my l</b><b>ife that i came across such a weird fellow like you guys) sometimes pissing me off, but most of t</b><b>he times really made my days.</b></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>kuya and faiqah..</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Both of these two fellows seem to have v</b></span><b>ery weird kind of relationship.These two people had created their own kingdoms with kuya as "bet</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "><b>a" and faichq (faiqah) as her queen..hahaha..and from </b></span><b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); ">day to day they try to colonize our dormmates till the whole c2s was put under their power. Zirah and saf </b><b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); ">were kuya's concubines and i was honored by kuya as her "tabib diraja"( thanks to kuya for such an honorable nickname..hehe)..and actually, </b><b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); ">i forgot about everyone else cause i'm not sure whether each one of them got the honorific names from our "beta"..hahaha..no offense.</b></div><div><b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>This lovey dovey couple loved to say out loud their magic spell," duo darab duo brape iqah?" iqah would then answered, "duo, tigo pu</b></span><b>loh </b><b style="text-align: left; ">duo, pat, dua belah"..when i came to thimk of it,i kind of forgot the </b></span><b>real meaning behind their magic spell.</b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezQs196_Fm8/TrklNpSJ5CI/AAAAAAAAAbY/rGbNg1-iqnc/s320/uk-history.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672606122000376866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px; " /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Saf ,our debater and one of the LDPs h</b><b>ere.She looked like " perempuan melayu terakhir"..hahaha..but actually, she's kind of "ganas" and the easy-going type of person. When she didn't like something, she'll tell directly without trying to hide it. When she's mad, i was kind of afraid of h</b><b>er because she'll start to release the signal "don't talk to me"hahaha..i'm not sure whether it's tru</b><b>e or not, maybe it's just my random assumption..sorry saf!! even if you mad , we'll still love you cause you're our friend ^^v !! She's the one tha</b><b>t that we c</b><b>ould say as a friend that still remains by your sides through thick and thin. She's</b><b> always be there when i really need someone to talk to and she'll willingly len</b><b>d her shoulder for me to lean on whenever i need one.The most prominent example, she'll willingly accompany me to just walking instead of running during our PE test and both of us were the last one reaching the final when everyone else ha</b><b>d finished theirs for quite sometime..hahaha..it's so funny and yet thank you for accompany me..pemalas btol kte nk brlari! Not to forget my other frien</b></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">ds like iqah,kuya,zirah, mek na, farah, fisha,aisyah and amalina, they'll always be there for me and i'm really grateful to have them in my life..alhamdulillah..</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EALIiNJcUrI/Trklx976VXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/_ZoevxIFwC8/s320/lain5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672606746019517810" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b> </b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b> Zirah, an anime freak.She'll always spend every single free time she had to sketch a pair of eyes with piercing stares. It's rarely to find her sketching a complete human figure, let it be sketching me, her cute friend here..hahaha..anyway, she's such a good artist in compared to me the useless one when it came to arts. She and kuya were a very good buddies especially when it</b></span><b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "> came to the moment they're doing a thorough forging in our dorm. After spraying the whole room with ridsects, these two buddies would run for their life in searching f</b></div><div></div><div><b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">or the dead mosquitoes, and then compare with each other, who got the most no.of mosquitoes. That was really weird of them but this weir</b><b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">d hobby had turn out to be our habit when some of us would try to pick up as much as dead mosquitoes after our routine forging..hahaha..so weird you know, but it's fun!! ^^</b></div><div><b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd4iuVp_JJE/TrkmOg-ZYHI/AAAAAAAAAbw/XfN7QdHI2f4/s320/cadbury1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672607236461518962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px; " /></div><div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span"> F</span><span class="Apple-style-span">arah!! my main food and chocolate supplier. She's our main food supplier and our official photographer..hahaha..every single photos of us were in her hands. She's one of the mastermind in planning birthday surprises. She's the mood maker aside from faiqah the sleepyhead and kuya. The moment she stepped into our dorm, the so-called-creepy, quiet dorm turn out to be really noisy and lively..thanks to her unstoppable rantings. Farah and saf, bot</span></b></div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>h of them are shoes and clothes freak. i'd been dragged by them all around the shopping m</b><b>all into every single shops..ya Allah,so tired following them around doing their windo</b><b>w shopping.haha..jgn marah.</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CRgNVbvpDp4/TrkpFbgEwZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/YVYL-nNhi4I/s200/0511-0903-1003-0820_Asian_Elementary_Student_Reading_a_Book_clipart_image.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672610378908221842" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px; " /></div><div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b> Nabilah k and amalina , the quiet type of persons. But they can be so funny and talkative and being around them was really fun..hahaha..i loved to tease nabilah k and she'll always called me the bully.=) mek na and her sleepy eyes. Her bed was one of my favourite spots to sleep on. We're from the same hometown and i loved to fall asleep on her bed cause she had such a fluffy pillow..hehe..</b></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Aisyah and fisha, they came into the picture a bit late but still they're one of us. Aisyah, she's really funny person but when she's serious, it was a bit scary. I adore her cause she's always think out of the box. She seems to have a very tough exterior but deep inside she's really fragile. She'd taught me lots of things about life and when i didn't have the courage to do something, she'll always stood behind me and giving me full support. She's a debater just like saf and such a very straight-forward person. I hope that you'll believe in yourself aisyah cause you're very special in your own way. Just be yourself and stay strong!! ^^</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uoz9HHxRggw/TrkojQnwvEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/wLDqSQTa9CI/s320/10131_101120563243427_100000364525651_27272_2263412_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672609791872121922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Fisha and faiqah shared their own weird hobbies. Whenever they felt boring or stressed out, these two fellow would start to scribble something on their bed sheets and you know what,the things that they really fond of are poo..there's lots of poos drawing on their bed sheets..haha..i actually joined the club..wooho!!</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Those memories that we'd created together were so precious and i didn't think i was able to erase it from my memories unless my brain is damaged and i suffer from amnesia or my neurons in the brains are degenerated. Though we're now in different paths in pursuing our own dreams, i hope that one day we'll be able to meet and creating new memories together. Hoping that all of you will be under His guidance..amin =)</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></b></div><div><br /></div></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-91407086944545951212011-11-04T00:11:00.005+08:002011-11-04T01:05:53.330+08:00tired... ^ ^<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGwOKcyjdQY/TrLI9OxZ2GI/AAAAAAAAAbA/59be8kAs8uU/s1600/tugofwar.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGwOKcyjdQY/TrLI9OxZ2GI/AAAAAAAAAbA/59be8kAs8uU/s320/tugofwar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670815835075762274" /></span></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />wahahaha..it seems like ages i hadn't use all my inner and outer strength to pull the damn heavy ropes.My muscles were forced to do extra work today after so long they're hibernating. Alhamdulillah, they can still carry out extra works even though i hadn't used them so excessively. It was so much fun to release all the stress that kept piling because of those "lovely" subjects in CNS..hahaha..no offense. It wasn't like i hate those little tiny details about br</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">ain and spinal cord.It's just that i felt so stupid and c</span>lueless sometimes because of those two.It was like, what the heck i'm</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGwOKcyjdQY/TrLI9OxZ2GI/AAAAAAAAAbA/59be8kAs8uU/s1600/tugofwar.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2sx0N7OYHQ/TrLJC3rZQkI/AAAAAAAAAbM/BTH76B0x-wQ/s320/hippocampus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670815931955757634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">doing before, i'm studying and yet those memories tend to stay in my hippocampus, and didn't want convert into long-term memory.What should i do??? - -!</span></span></a><div></div><div><br /></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-40840822693507544822011-10-26T23:18:00.004+08:002011-10-26T23:56:40.726+08:00C+N+S= CNS ! -_-CNS..you're really something,<div>sometimes, i'm on the verge of losing insanity because of you,</div><div>Getting to know you inside and out required lots of efforts, getting me confused and speechless because you're the most complex system i'd ever encountered..</div><div>making all my nerves in the brain develop more complex synapses between each other.</div><div>you're so amazing yet making me go insane sometimes whenever i got mixed up everything that i'd learn about you..</div><div>Just getting to know you is much harder than one could ever imagine but Allah Almighty creating you without any difficulties, in the most systematic order, different tracts innervating different organs to perform specific functions within a split second. This complex system lies within our own body, controlling our body movements, emotion and personality. But we always forget about all those things that lie within our body is actually one of the most precious gift by Allah.We're willing to do anything for our own pleasure without even considering whether it is halal or haram. We're doing something that isn't allowed by syara' but to do this "haram" thingy, we're using His gifts (the body,brain,hands etc which are only being lent to us)..How shameless are we?</div><div><br /></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-89541512954303889652011-08-16T00:56:00.002+08:002011-08-16T01:16:34.880+08:008 years....it's been already 8 years since i'd last seen her. 16th Ramadhan, the date that i would never forget for the rest of my life..all those memories kept appear one by one,replaying all the things that took place on that faithful day. I'm longing to see her, embracing her tightly and pouring out all the feelings that i'd been keeping to myself for all this while. It was something that had been fated, i accept it but sometimes i just couldn't help to miss her, i miss her too much that i felt like my heart gonna explode in any second. I love her so much and i regretted it so much for not telling her how much i love her, how much she meant for me. Nevertheless, i was really thankful to Allah for lending her to me even for a short while. She's such a great company, teacher and mom for me..alhamdulillah ya allah..may allah bless her.bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-44153023555256110012011-07-20T01:41:00.002+08:002011-07-20T01:45:46.730+08:00oooo dsl n sgs... @ @I just wanna throw aside those sgs and dsl..argghhh..so sleepy to even think all sorts of things slee regarding pulmonary neoplasm..bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-83391616627057677592011-05-23T18:12:00.008+08:002011-06-07T20:29:14.330+08:000_0..camping<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span">assalamualaikum...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" >After such a long time I'd not been updating my dearest blog, i finally have the guts to do it..I was so bored to death with nothing to do.My body aches all over with scratches here and there during the past few days.I'd to go for camping righ</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >t after the exam..It was beyond what i would've expected. It was such a pleasant memories that i wouldn't think being able to be erased from my brain's hard disks...hahaha..Though it was enjoyable to spent some times there, there's actually some kind of misunderstandings arose between the participants and the facilitators which actually spoil the camping mood. Despite all those misunderstandings, i had a great time with my buddies after being grounded for 2 whole weeks..for the sake of final exam..hahaha..so pathetic. Actually there's one thing that i didn't really satisfy....</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb75IV52GSg/Tdo-H-hTmYI/AAAAAAAAAas/KDlnqJm3iws/s320/LittleRiver.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609864592606075266" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" > Why in the world they didn't allow us to play in water for so long. You know that i really craved for that thingy for a very long time and yet i couldn't really enjoy it due to the shortage of time..i just wish that i could turn back time and just ignore what they said and played as much as i want..hahaha..</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-76470180339969706382011-03-23T19:40:00.003+08:002011-03-23T19:55:39.228+08:00she's creating her own record..alhamdulillah =)how i'm proud of my little sister, i know all her hard work was paid off..i'm really happy for her because she's able to achieve something that i couldn't be able to before. She's really something...hahaha.. really proud of her..luckily she doesn't go through what i'd gone through before during this faithful day. Congratulations!! thank you so muh for not disappointing ayah..i'd been disappointing ayah so much in a way that i myself couldn't explain it but you're just like my savior cause you'd make him so happy and proud to have you in this world.bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-89235216230773790802011-02-04T02:34:00.003+08:002011-02-04T18:33:53.111+08:00sleepiness..notits early in the morning and yet i'm still in front of my lappy doing some kind of "study"..hahaha..i'm studying and at the same time i kept wandering around the internet..what kind of study was that.i myself couldn't explain it.. respiratory module were quite confusing with lots of physics thingy, and the more i wanna escape from that subject the more it kept following me around..aissh..no matter how tragic it was for me to understand the concept involving this physics thingy, as long as i could grab the basic concept..it was such a relief..alhamdulillah.<div>all of sudden i kept remembering last week event..ayah,ummi.abang,qilah,wa'ie,ifah and me..all of us finally being able to spend time together after quite some time..though it was just for a brief period of time..i felt contented..its not like we're going for a trip or having a holiday together..its just that we're going to send qilah off to uia and not more than that..but still we're able to create memories together..i knew the moment i saw my little brother,i'd gone crazy for a little while..i kept running and jumping around the hotel room with him like a mad girl and nobody cared..hahaha..though i'd gone crazy, i was happy to see 'em.. i know as we grow older,it was really hard to have a time where all the family members could gather and chatter around like the old days..i also realize how all my little sisters had grown up and one of 'em was now able to continue her study in the field she's really longing for..and i'm really happy for her..how i wish my mom could be with us and said that she's really proud to have us..i know it was impossible but i just culdn't help it..alhamdulillah..ya Allah thank you so much for all the things that you'd been given to me no matter the gifts or the trials, i'm really thankful for that..</div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-15616522588800901132010-12-15T18:20:00.002+08:002011-01-02T20:21:43.220+08:00well well...you're being abandoned for so long hon..sorry for not having time to update my little cutie here..i'd been really busy lately and i was seriously not in the mood of writing for a little while..life had always been the same..going to class,having an exam from time to time, spending time with friends, stressed out when something was in my way and bla bla bla..just finished having final exam that was totally different from all the exams that i'd been gone through before..what a day..anyway, it was fun though after three weeks of struggling with pile of notes that i'd never been able to cover it all, i was here in my little cozy home enjoying every second of my priceless freedom even for a while...for the exam, the only thing that i'm able to do right now is tawakkal...hoping that i won't get bad results.bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-28279944101509269342010-10-10T01:58:00.003+08:002010-10-10T02:14:29.876+08:00you've been granted with lots of wonderful things in your life,<div>your parents love you unconditionally,</div><div>not even once in your whole life time they ask for anything in return,</div><div>they love you despites all the bad things you'd been doing for all this while,</div><div>you'd seen with your own eyes how your late mom sacrificed lots of things for the sake of your happiness,</div><div>despites of the uncontrollable spreading of malignants inside her own body which slowly eating her alive,</div><div>she never forget to love and attend your needs, </div><div>she endured all the pain for you, your dad and your siblings, </div><div>she knew all along that she'll be return to her own creator soon,</div><div>she accepted the fact that her time in this world was really short,</div><div>and still she never forget to carry out her responsibility as a muslim, mom and wife though she sometime couldn't afford to get up by herself, </div><div>you'd seen all those things display right in front of your eyes..</div><div>so please be strong the way your mother did, </div><div>and never give up cause you have Allah by your side, </div><div>don't you dare to put all the sacrifes the'd done for you into a waste.. </div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-20455077062198234712010-10-02T01:13:00.003+08:002010-10-02T01:32:03.182+08:00life during these days was really really hectic..it was so suffocating till i felt that i couldn't breath sometimes..i do not know how in the world that i was able to go through all those things..sometimes i felt that it doesn't belong to me yet it stroked me how much efforts i'd been put on to get this far..so i just couldn't put my effort to waste..it was hard..seriously.. i admit for the first time i got clueless kept forgetting and mixing up the things that i'd been memorized before..it was really unusual of me..ya Allah please help me..i just really need you now..i didn't want to disappoint all my treasures in life..i didn't want to let them down because that was the last thing i would ever do..but i just kept disappointing 'em without i even realized it..bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-26037667052034157702010-08-25T00:00:00.005+08:002010-08-25T00:12:08.497+08:00pack schedule+test=collapse.. 0_0it was so damn pack..and i didn't know how i could manage to go through this day..it was such a long and tiring days with 6 lectures ...i was survived! it was too much..with that embryology thingy..lots of terms for the same thing but at different stages..why did they create so many terms for that same kind of thing..and now the things to remember are increasing dramatically..how i'm gonna do this! Luckily our kesatria ended up earlier than usual coz was really really tired..and i got BEL paper to sit at night..such a long and tiring day...bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-62635502961261053602010-08-16T22:26:00.002+08:002010-08-16T22:41:18.387+08:00mid term break...it was so lovely to be at home again after having that stressful progress test..i'm just hoping that i won't get bad result coz it was such a last minute preparation with tons of lectures notes to be covered..having not enough time to remember all those little microscopic bacteria, histology with tons of things to memorize and other subjects which are so 'irresistable'..<div>being so busy for the saf preaparation and all sorts of non-academic activities made me loss sometimes as i couldn't cope with this kind of environment yet..i just couldn't help for being so tired after having such a hectic schedule starting early in the morning and end up late in the evening..may be as time progressing, i was able to cope with all of these thing..i'm really pray for that..The students in this faculty were so brilliant, and i didn't think i was comparable to them..all the seniors from diploma seem to know lots of things and i could imagine that all the things that we learnt were just at their fingertips..the fast track students and matrix students were not bad at all..They were so hardworking and it scared me out sometimes..i'm just praying that i'm able to go through these five years of my life as a medical student..i don't want to be an ordinary doctor..i want to be an extraordinary doctor who can contribute to the societies without expecting any rewards in return..amin..</div><div><br /></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-79220866775408183742010-06-13T20:37:00.005+08:002010-06-14T04:00:46.760+08:00sorts of things...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">T</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">here's lots of wedding invitations during this school holiday that kept me busy and required my family and i to travel such a long journey to my dad's hometown after almost one year i hadn't step my feet there. It wasn't only wedding invitations but more to "lending a hand" invitations coz this is my closest relatives' weddings, so i just couldn't stay still and watched the whole procession without offering any help . I didn't know why but when i saw how my cousins and her family handled these whole things for that big event, i could conclude that we need to consider the whole aspects in order to get married and it wasn't like a piece of cake. If i was being asked on how i felt the moment i saw my cousins getting married, all i could tell that it wasn't easy to get married..</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">Tons of things need to be considered, not only the moment of ones marriage but also the life after their marriage. In conclusion, i'm not ready yet to face that kind of life even though i do have the feeling of having someone who was being fated as my husband.. =))</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">However i felt really envious of my cousins because both of them had found their own happiness and i do really happy for them..May Alllah bless their marriage..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">The whole week that we spend was incredulously memorable because for the first time in my life, i enjoyed going back to my dad's hometown and visiting all the relatives who i rarely seen. Before this, i admit that it was such a burden to head back to my dad's hometown because i wasn't that closed with the relatives there and what made me uneasy being with them was that i could hardly understand their kelantanese accent which became the barrier of our communication..However, i do understand what they said easily after living in kelantan for almost two years and now i really enjoyed their company. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">There's one time when i visited my great grandmother, i felt a pang of sadness the moment i saw how she was being treated. I wasn't put the blame on anyone, its just that i felt that this world was really unfair because i could tell that this old,sickly grandmother had sacrificed her whole life for the sake of her beloved ones but what she got in return was not as much as what she had given ..The way she was being treated was just so unforgiveable. Just bear in mind that she was not a burden but a gift from Allah. I hope that we won't forget all the sacrifices that had been done by our parents so easily till we have the heart to simply abandoning them like they are nothing.</span></span></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-37396771672415477762010-05-28T01:34:00.016+08:002010-05-28T02:05:18.224+08:00Cut3 $tUffs<div><br /></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Just bear with me today coz all of sudden i just feel like to put some of the cute stuffS that i found...out of nowhere this crazy idea just popping out of my mind..silly girl =))</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#33CCFF;">Even if i won't be able to have it, just by looking at these stuffs is more than enough.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#33CCFF;">Now its time to enjoy!!! yeay...</span></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6z07AXw1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/LY-CS3dj1vk/s1600/mahardrygoods.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6z07AXw1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/LY-CS3dj1vk/s320/mahardrygoods.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476011918702920530" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6zvmtpZFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/os7CyLsdCsA/s1600/layercake.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6zvmtpZFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/os7CyLsdCsA/s320/layercake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476011827356329042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6zm6JoAPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Ui4mW_lOZxM/s1600/cute-takaratomy-tortoises-responsive-to-sound-270907.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6zm6JoAPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Ui4mW_lOZxM/s320/cute-takaratomy-tortoises-responsive-to-sound-270907.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476011677955129586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6zgMzBugI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Fv_Daoq-UkU/s1600/cute-leather-keychains.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6zgMzBugI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Fv_Daoq-UkU/s320/cute-leather-keychains.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476011562701535746" /></a><br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6zaLdqO1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/JS2AfTnIUOw/s1600/Cute.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6zaLdqO1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/JS2AfTnIUOw/s320/Cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476011459264265042" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#33CCFF;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vs4tQ_tI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Y1-N89qv51k/s1600/2739347941_33a5c1c16e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vs4tQ_tI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Y1-N89qv51k/s320/2739347941_33a5c1c16e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476007382600449746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">different emotions displayed and most importantly cute.. ^^</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vmJEo4LI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xcInIfq_X6k/s1600/cute.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vmJEo4LI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xcInIfq_X6k/s320/cute.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476007266734366898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">just because all the kittens seem to abandon him..he'll just befriend with that little chick</div><div style="text-align: center;">at least he's got friend right..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vbAykR3I/AAAAAAAAAXA/0dy81ECBBWU/s1600/ducks-cute.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vbAykR3I/AAAAAAAAAXA/0dy81ECBBWU/s320/ducks-cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476007075532523378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">oh,its so cold!!</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vTsJBC8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/6CunAvcC9S0/s1600/cute+(1).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vTsJBC8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/6CunAvcC9S0/s320/cute+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476006949730454466" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">i don't think I've the heart to eat this food stuff</div><div style="text-align: center;">its just too cute to be slice ,grind and mix with saliva inside the mouth. hahaha</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vG602IwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/oVIp6GFnuX4/s1600/cute-boat2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6vG602IwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/oVIp6GFnuX4/s320/cute-boat2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476006730334085890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">=p</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6u-DkI7QI/AAAAAAAAAWo/VHcT3x8HbTc/s1600/6a00d83451e33d69e200e54f4340208833-800wi.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6u-DkI7QI/AAAAAAAAAWo/VHcT3x8HbTc/s320/6a00d83451e33d69e200e54f4340208833-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476006578061110530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">this is so amazing!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6uvLVpADI/AAAAAAAAAWg/npxBHJ5X2DE/s1600/2064961263_e25663ec20.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6uvLVpADI/AAAAAAAAAWg/npxBHJ5X2DE/s320/2064961263_e25663ec20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476006322449743922" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">kawaii =))</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6ulvgtZUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/uwaXer8laqA/s1600/hello-kitty-bento.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6ulvgtZUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/uwaXer8laqA/s320/hello-kitty-bento.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476006160361153858" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6udbMrgxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GAhpkkKngXU/s1600/cutecupcakes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6udbMrgxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GAhpkkKngXU/s320/cutecupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476006017469481746" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6uXDsk_tI/AAAAAAAAAWI/C_8WDV0IGlI/s1600/il_fullxfull.19665547.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6uXDsk_tI/AAAAAAAAAWI/C_8WDV0IGlI/s320/il_fullxfull.19665547.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476005908081606354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6uJrbcKFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JBLareipb7s/s1600/ku80013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6uJrbcKFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JBLareipb7s/s320/ku80013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476005678228973650" /></a></div><div><br /></div></div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-72625186442500042062010-05-27T22:55:00.009+08:002010-05-27T23:19:56.982+08:00Getting married =))<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6IZmW7XjI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Ay_QdZA27KQ/s1600/stock-photo-cute-toon-wedding-couple-29482123.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhzw8qWnU54/S_6IZmW7XjI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Ay_QdZA27KQ/s320/stock-photo-cute-toon-wedding-couple-29482123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475964170303921714" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">Who's getting married?? of course it won't be me, definitely.I'm really happy right at this moment coz my favourite cousin is getting married tonight..how lovely <3<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">I hope they'll have a blessing marriage and stick to each other no matter what happen in the future..i'm just hoping she'll be happy for the rest of her life..amin..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">kak su..i love you so much..be happy and just don't let the smile erased from your face coz it is the best healer even in the lowest point of your life..keep smiling =))</span></span></div></span></span>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-26012855025245572010-05-26T02:06:00.002+08:002010-05-26T02:21:58.926+08:00dull life~My life seems so dull recently caused i'd kept wasting it on the unnecessary things. I know that kind of things were not good at all but i just couldn't resist myself to enjoy those kind of things.In the end, I was just kept receiving ear-piercing, non-stop babbling from my dad.What else could i said since it was my own fault after all..hehe, so i just need to bear with it no matter what..<div> My little brother was fun to be with but when he started throwing his tantrums and that was the time that i really hate to deal with. I didn't know what's gotten in his own mind cause whenever i scolded him not to do this and that, he was just seems so happy to do those things. He's really getting on my nerves but i just couldn't stay mad at him. </div>bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496941227789582950.post-34440247490376450362010-05-18T01:34:00.002+08:002010-05-18T01:53:01.825+08:00untitled..It seems like ages that i'd been abandoned my little tiny friend here (this blog)..it's just that i didn't have the mood to write for the time being..<br />no more typing nonsense things..<br />For the whole 5 weeks in pre med, i didn't know how to put in words..it was like all sorts of feeling that kept mixing up. It was very enjoyable to discover the whole new things and yet it gave me some sorts of feeling of nervousness, insecurity,and capability to devote my whole life in this path..It scared me out to think about that matter..just one thing that i bore in my mind the moment i was stepping out of the exam hall..if i get chosen. then it was what best for me and Allah knows that i could cope with that kind of life..so i'll try my very best..insya allah but if not, then maybe this was not the one for me.<br /><br />holiday was my favourite..hahaha.. i just so love it. i'm free to do anything and it makes me so happy..bitahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11753375625638650439noreply@blogger.com0