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hahaha....pathethic nyer akuuuu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8970492469101738422?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8970492469101738422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8970492469101738422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8970492469101738422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8970492469101738422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2010/02/lara-amani-dah-berkaratadoi-p.html' title='lara amani dah berkarat....adoi 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"Lum. Malas". Then he said again, "kalau malas sangat, study thru album la".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm..nantilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak bagi hint, "surat ni mak dah translate. esok nak gi embassy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...nak kena print malam ni la eh? yg ni malas malas pun kena la buat kan...dah esok nak pakai. tapi buatnyer 2 minit jer. lelain, update fb. pastu dah ilang akal nak surf ape lagi. then, teringat lara_amani. nak wish 'burst'day la. tapi da lepas la kan....ahaks..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dear....;@&lt;br /&gt;hhmm..nak wish ape ek? ...tapi kan semua dah tulis kat dalam card tu. rasenyer additional wishes kena thru private la k... kat sini nanti orang lain baca.. maluuu.. hehe ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8014528333410792500?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8014528333410792500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8014528333410792500' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8014528333410792500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8014528333410792500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-5397716319448201640</id><published>2009-10-11T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:58:42.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiada batas menunggu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abdul and the coffee table'/><title type='text'>how i got hooked with it...</title><content type='html'>hhmm...dah agak lama kot tak explore band baru thru youtube...hehe. tadaaa! and now im sooo delighted that i've found one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually mase mule mule dengar tu thru hotfm (carta keren banget). then, i cudnt really picked up the name of the band as well as the song. so semalam rase macam nak buat keje lamaku..huhu - mencari dan mencari band band menarik kat youtube. pastu teringat..."a'ah la...nak check la lagu yang dok syok dengar hari tu". so aku yang bijak telah pergi ke laman sesawang radio tu, &amp;amp; voila! name dia &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abdul &amp;amp; the Coffee Table&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Alamak....syok giler lagu dia. layannn.. so these are more of the brilliant soulful rhythms produced by them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="bluelink" href="http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/abdul_and_the_coffee_theory/mr_perfect_%2528tuan_sempurna%2529"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Mr Perfect (Tuan Sempurna)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="bluelink" href="http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/abdul_and_the_coffee_theory/jangan_bandingkan_aku_dengannya"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Jangan Bandingkan Aku Dengannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="bluelink" href="http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/abdul_and_the_coffee_theory/dunia_ini_indah"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dunia Ini Indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="bluelink" href="http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/abdul_and_the_coffee_theory/loveable"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Loveable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="bluelink" href="http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/abdul_and_the_coffee_theory/beauty_is_you"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Beauty Is You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="bluelink" href="http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/abdul_and_the_coffee_theory/bodoh_untuk_setia"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Bodoh Untuk Setia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="bluelink" href="http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/abdul_and_the_coffee_theory/ku_cinta_kau_lebih_dari_kemarin"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ku Cinta Kau Lebih Dari Kemarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="bluelink" href="http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/abdul_and_the_coffee_theory/proses_melupakanmu"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Proses Melupakanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi ada satu benda yang buat aku feeling creepy...nak tau?? nak citer la ni.... aku baru je nak minat this band, rupe rupe nya ade salah sorang daripada bandmates tu baru je meninggal sumwhere in Sept. so recent kan...gosh! he was a drummer for this band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tau la. maybe for other people, ni tak de ape ape pun. tapi aku, aku slalu rase cam meremang biler dengar or dapat tau orang yang meninggal mase umur muda ni...ffuhh! sebab aku akan terpikir cube kalau benda tu jadi pada aku. sempat ke taubat mase tu...? ape perasaan my loved ones..?? macam mane ek.? iissyy...tibe tibe jadi pikir macam macam lak ni. huhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. lagu ini udah berada selesa dalam posisi PERTAMA in lara's resonance list. yeay..! silakan dengar ya! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-5397716319448201640?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5397716319448201640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=5397716319448201640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5397716319448201640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5397716319448201640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-i-got-hooked-with-it.html' title='how i got hooked with it...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4554071176101674581</id><published>2009-10-05T20:49:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:20:58.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mandi mandi restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='il tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamarind springs'/><title type='text'>another recommended place to chill out</title><content type='html'>....went here sumwhere during the recent fasting month in Ampang. just wanna share nice panoramas of what ive experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this restaurant is actually a place where u can find a combination of 3 'characters' of ambience &amp;amp; food located next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is the entrance of the restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389112820330860402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn5jq5TD3I/AAAAAAAAAv0/EzRFUVh4ha8/s400/IMG_0499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389110586383575026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn3hoywp_I/AAAAAAAAAvs/X7llEviVwu4/s400/IMG_0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389110578448624466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn3hLO661I/AAAAAAAAAvk/ouw0u3ZG7aU/s400/IMG_0502.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389110573963343250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn3g6hi9ZI/AAAAAAAAAvc/oK_70nRKh-8/s400/IMG_0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1) &lt;u&gt;TAMARIND SPRINGS&lt;/u&gt; - serves western cuisines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389117111136833378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn9dbZKT2I/AAAAAAAAAv8/oJvoRkjFlE0/s400/IMG_0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2) &lt;u&gt;IL TEMPO RESTAURANT&lt;/u&gt; - serves italian cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn2Wh75yvI/AAAAAAAAAvU/X8lY1gFF8lU/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389109296052685554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn2Wh75yvI/AAAAAAAAAvU/X8lY1gFF8lU/s400/IMG_0505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn1L80EfEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/PZBKU2d_6K0/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389108014777400386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn1L80EfEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/PZBKU2d_6K0/s400/IMG_0509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn1LSlRkUI/AAAAAAAAAu8/fzEKq2wUHiw/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389108003441054018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn1LSlRkUI/AAAAAAAAAu8/fzEKq2wUHiw/s400/IMG_0511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsnwBapQkbI/AAAAAAAAAu0/aB7M_6bVoM4/s1600-h/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389102336248418738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsnwBapQkbI/AAAAAAAAAu0/aB7M_6bVoM4/s400/IMG_0512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsnwAzcKquI/AAAAAAAAAus/RahTZ8Awn8o/s1600-h/IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389102325724523234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsnwAzcKquI/AAAAAAAAAus/RahTZ8Awn8o/s400/IMG_0513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stairs from IL TEMPO to MANDI MANDI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssnug459wGI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ImL-CDOXqHc/s1600-h/IMG_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389100677924241506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssnug459wGI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ImL-CDOXqHc/s400/IMG_0514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3) &lt;u&gt;MANDI MANDI RESTAURANT&lt;/u&gt; - serves burmese &amp;amp; siamese cuisines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsnuDqd1wnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/l8gSrfRuRRo/s1600-h/IMG_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389100175831974514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsnuDqd1wnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/l8gSrfRuRRo/s400/IMG_0516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsntP15dO3I/AAAAAAAAAuU/A9SQu3zwBwM/s1600-h/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389099285547400050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsntP15dO3I/AAAAAAAAAuU/A9SQu3zwBwM/s400/IMG_0515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsnsJeA8wVI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RZOPOHxnGNc/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389098076545532242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SsnsJeA8wVI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RZOPOHxnGNc/s400/IMG_0520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4554071176101674581?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4554071176101674581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4554071176101674581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4554071176101674581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4554071176101674581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-recommended-place-to-chill-out.html' title='another recommended place to chill out'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Ssn5jq5TD3I/AAAAAAAAAv0/EzRFUVh4ha8/s72-c/IMG_0499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6596267613488048417</id><published>2009-09-30T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:11:18.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tsunami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ketsana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earthquake'/><title type='text'>dunia dah tua</title><content type='html'>terkejutnyer bile dapat tau ade earthquake kat sumatera. memang serious tak rase ape ape plak petang tadi. walhal my officemate cakap dia pun rase mase tengah wat keje...hhmm.. bile tengok kat fb, ya Allah...everybody was talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thot baraq was making fun out of sumthing. laju je aku comment ntah ape ape. sori eh baraq. just got to know about it la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cud see mother nature is having her huge blasts almost concurrently in different parts of the world. real nightmares has begun. feeling pity, sad, afraid, helpless...are what im feeling rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so mad at my ownself that i didnt care less of making extra efforts of at least becoming a volunteer for all these aftermaths' victims; despite the eagerness which i had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eerrgghhh!!! hajar, u really have to wake up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6596267613488048417?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6596267613488048417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6596267613488048417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6596267613488048417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6596267613488048417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/09/dunia-dah-tua.html' title='dunia dah tua'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3851699722489288813</id><published>2009-09-21T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:00:44.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salam &apos;Idulfitri'/><title type='text'>Salam 'Idulfitri</title><content type='html'>gosh! i forgot to wish the most important thing in the world! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA 'IDULFITRI FOR EVERYONE WHO KNOWS ME.... MAAF ZAHIR &amp;amp; BATIN. ALHAMDULILLAH AS YEARS GOES BY, THIS SYAWAL IS ONE OF SWEETEST ONE FOR ME... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TO ALL MUSLIMS OUT THERE, I WISH U ARE HAVING A NICE HARI RAYA TOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3851699722489288813?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3851699722489288813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3851699722489288813' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3851699722489288813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3851699722489288813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-idulfitri.html' title='Salam &apos;Idulfitri'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4290768473378115529</id><published>2009-09-21T17:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:45:12.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chillis at One Utama'/><title type='text'>JJBP: Its all about Chillis</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jalan Jalan Bukak Pose (JJBP): Episode 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eessy...penat pulak mengepost skali banyak entry nih. nak muntah pulak rase....;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baik! tak nak buang masa! ini makan makan lagi. initiated by me. tapi plan telah berubah secara TOTAL ok. ntah hape hape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alkisah ade la 2 orang pendekar bujang lapok yang beriye lead me and k.anom with their car to Kasih Bonda, Cheras. Kononnya kali ni nak makan nasi. mual dah nak layan western nih. Yang kita ni pun setuju je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pi tawaf satu PJ sebelum decided to change the venue to.... OU??? sakitnyer ati aku! hhmmmm....finally we ended queing up for available seats. Kul 7 baru dapat duduk &amp;amp; nak order bagai. Nasib Chillis cepat. Pastu, mase time time maghrib tu la ade group ca ya nun alip ni nak nyanyi epi beday tu yu la.... aku nak je penampo sekor sekor yang dok tergelak terjerit mengada ngada tak hengat dunia. aiii...sabar je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdJkCAn5SI/AAAAAAAAAuE/uPdNc1U9I0M/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383852762908321058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdJkCAn5SI/AAAAAAAAAuE/uPdNc1U9I0M/s400/IMG_0483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdHh3DqMgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/gGS-zYBhgUI/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383850526585270786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdHh3DqMgI/AAAAAAAAAt8/gGS-zYBhgUI/s400/IMG_0485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdFzxR2N0I/AAAAAAAAAt0/8yqsBL6beWI/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383848635248555842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdFzxR2N0I/AAAAAAAAAt0/8yqsBL6beWI/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdFFOGEj0I/AAAAAAAAAts/uqpxMq5CZG8/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383847835529940802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdFFOGEj0I/AAAAAAAAAts/uqpxMq5CZG8/s400/IMG_0491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (medium well lamb steak....shrimp added)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdEwqwsGQI/AAAAAAAAAtk/2SmgBXFZne4/s1600-h/IMG_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383847482447632642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdEwqwsGQI/AAAAAAAAAtk/2SmgBXFZne4/s400/IMG_0492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ni afiz nyer...lamb gak kot. yang aku ingat he ordered for medium cooked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdD_5uvg1I/AAAAAAAAAtc/hqXmZFJK3i4/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383846644652409682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdD_5uvg1I/AAAAAAAAAtc/hqXmZFJK3i4/s400/IMG_0494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Comment: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. No kurma, 2. Despite plenty of food we ordered, we cant even have our doughnut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.) hahaha... ni keje si baraq. bagus! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4290768473378115529?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4290768473378115529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4290768473378115529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4290768473378115529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4290768473378115529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/09/jjbp-its-all-about-chillis.html' title='JJBP: Its all about Chillis'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrdJkCAn5SI/AAAAAAAAAuE/uPdNc1U9I0M/s72-c/IMG_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3955730325467830213</id><published>2009-09-21T14:39:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:56:00.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uniten gathering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tarbush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunway pyramid'/><title type='text'>JJBP: Its all about Tarbush</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jalan Jalan Bukak Pose (JJBP): Episode 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nani! finally aku manage nak post our makan makan entry...hehe. ni kes aku tak dapat nak keluar beraya atas sebab yang tak dapat dielakkan. so its time for blog updating! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off when nani had posted a note on lara_amani about break fasting togeder geder. excellent idea so i thought since cytot &amp;amp; i were also planned to have our gurls nite out. alang alang menyeluk pekasam, biar sampai jadi jeruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;me: so kat mane?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nani: bubba gump kot. k.sha nak makan kat situ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;me: oh no! tempat lain please...hehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nani: ok. we have few selections on the list. sri melayu, manhattan fish market, tarbush, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(aku lupe dah...eheh..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: ok. u all select je mane mane, then text me again la.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Src9ij-x2aI/AAAAAAAAAtU/AB3D3dptUjo/s1600-h/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383839543528118690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Src9ij-x2aI/AAAAAAAAAtU/AB3D3dptUjo/s400/IMG_0479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at last.....the decision stopped at Tarbush, Sunway Pyramid. hhmm...jadik la. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcyOmSDjaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/d-TQK_joauo/s1600-h/IMG_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383827105920552354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcyOmSDjaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/d-TQK_joauo/s400/IMG_0476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(from left: lara's author, cytot, baby rania, nadia (rania's mommy))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcxximZnCI/AAAAAAAAAs8/es-AeREBFGw/s1600-h/IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383826606715935778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcxximZnCI/AAAAAAAAAs8/es-AeREBFGw/s400/IMG_0475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (from left: sha, syura &amp;amp; nani)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcxF1deZwI/AAAAAAAAAs0/trMob0KZw14/s1600-h/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383825855864530690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcxF1deZwI/AAAAAAAAAs0/trMob0KZw14/s400/IMG_0480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (the unitenians...... ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcuT1nz8jI/AAAAAAAAAss/wuJyRLtcjpE/s1600-h/IMG_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383822797891170866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcuT1nz8jI/AAAAAAAAAss/wuJyRLtcjpE/s400/IMG_0481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (the lovely sleeping baby rania....ni lepas penat mengamok ni..huhu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Srcpj8LvRGI/AAAAAAAAAsk/R26h0wLpWfg/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383817576972239970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Srcpj8LvRGI/AAAAAAAAAsk/R26h0wLpWfg/s400/IMG_0474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my plate of FIRST round)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcoGtijUJI/AAAAAAAAAsc/u3WKQRKw2QI/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383815975313559698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcoGtijUJI/AAAAAAAAAsc/u3WKQRKw2QI/s400/IMG_0478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (my plate of SECOND round) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;since makan buffet kan, so amik gamba pinggan aku je la. takkan nak gi snap kat serve table tu plak. peghak sangat la jadinyer.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3955730325467830213?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3955730325467830213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3955730325467830213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3955730325467830213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3955730325467830213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/09/jjbp-its-all-about-tarbush.html' title='JJBP: Its all about Tarbush'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Src9ij-x2aI/AAAAAAAAAtU/AB3D3dptUjo/s72-c/IMG_0479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3583667124634246295</id><published>2009-09-21T13:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:35:39.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate kids'/><title type='text'>Rumah Penyayang Raudhah</title><content type='html'>this year i intended to join a charity event held by my company. bertahun plan tapi asyik cancel last minute jer. so this year i thought i should make it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were off from the office at 4pm. the place that we headed to is called &lt;strong&gt;Rumah Penyayang Raudhah&lt;/strong&gt;, somewhere in Gombak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383801119145649106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Srcal-AG49I/AAAAAAAAAr0/eYlClv-fzu4/s400/IMG_0461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcdBalSq3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/CXXOiQRx2f4/s1600-h/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383803789697526642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcdBalSq3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/CXXOiQRx2f4/s400/IMG_0459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcctLr_cNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/R51kUwFdBHk/s1600-h/IMG_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383803442101711058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcctLr_cNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/R51kUwFdBHk/s400/IMG_0463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrccazxWyHI/AAAAAAAAAsE/BJcmZzGKQ9A/s1600-h/me+%26+anom+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383803126444116082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrccazxWyHI/AAAAAAAAAsE/BJcmZzGKQ9A/s400/me+%26+anom+again.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Srca9hrV2SI/AAAAAAAAAr8/X8MrCjpPlTs/s1600-h/IMG_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383801523859216674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Srca9hrV2SI/AAAAAAAAAr8/X8MrCjpPlTs/s400/IMG_0465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcaSdB3jlI/AAAAAAAAArs/d45W96OEM6k/s1600-h/IMG_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383800783877148242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrcaSdB3jlI/AAAAAAAAArs/d45W96OEM6k/s400/IMG_0464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;personally, i was really excited of having to see the unfortunate kids. just by looking at their faces was enuff to make me feel deeply touched. May God bless them always... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3583667124634246295?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3583667124634246295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3583667124634246295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3583667124634246295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3583667124634246295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/09/rumah-penyayang-raudhah.html' title='Rumah Penyayang Raudhah'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Srcal-AG49I/AAAAAAAAAr0/eYlClv-fzu4/s72-c/IMG_0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4013474907059281726</id><published>2009-09-18T00:28:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:41:06.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bubba gump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the curve'/><title type='text'>JJBP: Its all about Bubba Gump</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jalan Jalan Bukak Pose (JJBP): Episode 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah raya baru nak citer pasal break fasts yang enjoyable.... tak kesah la. janji post. huhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.anom decided to go for Bubba Gump. so 5 of us were already there right after work &amp;amp; happily 'bulg'ing our stomachs for iftar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PARTNERS-IN-CRIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382477729380870978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJm-i8yq0I/AAAAAAAAAqU/1jc3Oskbm5g/s400/IMG_0408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382478010303318258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJnO5d7CPI/AAAAAAAAAqc/TSqN9IpwaGs/s400/IMG_0410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382479160585217458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJoR2mf5bI/AAAAAAAAAqk/KddaCXWvRtc/s400/IMG_0430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMAGES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJuBI2C1OI/AAAAAAAAArk/GMUWQvi063c/s1600-h/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382485470494250210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJuBI2C1OI/AAAAAAAAArk/GMUWQvi063c/s400/IMG_0425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJs7fCtnVI/AAAAAAAAArc/de5gxDDUSoY/s1600-h/IMG_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382484273862122834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJs7fCtnVI/AAAAAAAAArc/de5gxDDUSoY/s400/IMG_0427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (above pic: share share... i loike!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJr_mWYsmI/AAAAAAAAArU/ZShtozaQjew/s1600-h/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382483245031535202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJr_mWYsmI/AAAAAAAAArU/ZShtozaQjew/s400/IMG_0428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (above pic: afiz's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJqwXokl-I/AAAAAAAAArM/yRmNe27-SXA/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382481883871614946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJqwXokl-I/AAAAAAAAArM/yRmNe27-SXA/s400/IMG_0429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (above pic: baraq's)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(side pic: anom's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJp3ycJfyI/AAAAAAAAArE/OA30DkbpMu0/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382480911814721314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJp3ycJfyI/AAAAAAAAArE/OA30DkbpMu0/s400/IMG_0422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this one: anom's as well...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJpTyEmGCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/b5ovN2BH09Y/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382480293240641570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJpTyEmGCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/b5ovN2BH09Y/s400/IMG_0419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(side pic: azz's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJo2eVHdlI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Bl1TT4bLGE4/s1600-h/IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382479789725021778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJo2eVHdlI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Bl1TT4bLGE4/s400/IMG_0417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(side pic: mine...hhmm...yummy berry drink!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJooaI6WKI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Cau-HeBD7nU/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382479548081920162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJooaI6WKI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Cau-HeBD7nU/s400/IMG_0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(side pic: of course the most delicious one is mine...;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJoR2mf5bI/AAAAAAAAAqk/KddaCXWvRtc/s1600-h/IMG_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;VERDICT/RATING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8/10 - Recommended!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4013474907059281726?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4013474907059281726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4013474907059281726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4013474907059281726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4013474907059281726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/09/jjbp-its-all-about-bubba-gump.html' title='JJBP: Its all about Bubba Gump'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SrJm-i8yq0I/AAAAAAAAAqU/1jc3Oskbm5g/s72-c/IMG_0408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7503223822359696581</id><published>2009-09-06T11:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:43:19.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='from Aug 2008 to current'/><title type='text'>Lara's Revolutions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqMwj-S5DKI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cYLOKRySTK8/s1600-h/lara%27s+revs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378195774586293410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqMwj-S5DKI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cYLOKRySTK8/s320/lara%27s+revs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than 1 year, lara_amani has been 'revolutionized' (;p) from my first humble entry ever - Travelogue to West Java&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqMxn1GET5I/AAAAAAAAAoc/7W7VWKuhPyE/s1600-h/lara%27s+revs+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378196940347690898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqMxn1GET5I/AAAAAAAAAoc/7W7VWKuhPyE/s320/lara%27s+revs+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months later, upon gaining knowledge of manipulating the blog looks thru self-exploration (hehe..), lara has decided to be somewhat 'darker'.....;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqMyif_O0yI/AAAAAAAAAok/vmlT1owNKlI/s1600-h/lara%27s+revs+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378197948294157090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqMyif_O0yI/AAAAAAAAAok/vmlT1owNKlI/s320/lara%27s+revs+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to unavoided circumstances, lara has again decided to change its outlay. this time, a poll has been organized. ahaa! not a surprise at all la kan...the result was an unanimous YES! adei... so this was it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqM23sDXTPI/AAAAAAAAApc/8RAbEOpHUQ0/s1600-h/lara%27s+revs+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378202710356479218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqM23sDXTPI/AAAAAAAAApc/8RAbEOpHUQ0/s320/lara%27s+revs+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this morning, after performing my subuh prayer &amp;amp; few other things, i just cudnt sleep. hhmm...tukar blog template cam menarik nih. sementara ade MOOD (;p) nak layan kann... and tadaaa!!! the very the gurlish u...aaww!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7503223822359696581?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7503223822359696581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7503223822359696581' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7503223822359696581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7503223822359696581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/09/laras-revolutions.html' title='Lara&apos;s Revolutions!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SqMwj-S5DKI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cYLOKRySTK8/s72-c/lara%27s+revs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4926891664075900426</id><published>2009-09-03T12:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:23:27.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alhamdulillah'/><title type='text'>lalalalalala............</title><content type='html'>Hhmm....hari ni dan untuk 3 hari BEKERJA seterusnya, i am &amp;amp; will be attending new system setup training. So aku suda jadi boring yang teramat sangat dimana ia telah mengakibatkan aku untuk divert ke laman laman sesawang lain....huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually ok gak...sebab kalau nak harap mase lain, aku kena tunggu MOOD ni datang, baru la rajin nak check email, udate lara_amani, fb, fs &amp;amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, just to share with lara's readers....my life has changed recently....happier i guess. Alhmadulillah... Syukur dan terima kasih pada Tuhan. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377119306182480866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sp9dhQ_m0-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/yBLIsp0bRMo/s400/3514321967_44b27cba8d_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;K, training break.. Will continue again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4926891664075900426?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4926891664075900426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4926891664075900426' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4926891664075900426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4926891664075900426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/09/lalalalalala.html' title='lalalalalala............'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sp9dhQ_m0-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/yBLIsp0bRMo/s72-c/3514321967_44b27cba8d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6820982062187298993</id><published>2009-08-31T14:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:29:29.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Ramadhan &amp; Selamat Merdeka...</title><content type='html'>again, its been awhile ive not been updating lara_amani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am to wish everbody (even though its kinda late..i kno) a blessful ramadhan. semoga kita semua memperoleh fadhilat fadhilat yang tersembunyi dalam bulan yang paling mulia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also to wish happy merdeka day to all malaysians. for what we have went through, do not ever forget jati diri kita. dari mana asal kita. tumpah darah kita. besides that, the needs to hold firm to our own principal from letting our minds being influenced by other idealistic is far important as well. so....lu pikir la sendiri...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak, nak g bazaar.... bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6820982062187298993?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6820982062187298993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6820982062187298993' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6820982062187298993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6820982062187298993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/08/selamat-ramadhan-selamat-merdeka.html' title='Selamat Ramadhan &amp; Selamat Merdeka...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-2753743229127914301</id><published>2009-08-16T15:51:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:53:16.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='070809'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilyas'/><title type='text'>Special one for both of u... ;)</title><content type='html'>The happiest day for our dearest Sarah &amp;amp; Ilyas started &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FROM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370488208001749842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofOkjReU1I/AAAAAAAAAnM/KGqKrIfmO04/s400/Untitled-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend getaway @ monterez. Thanks to Ima the queen who was the one who initiated the whole idea, the place, the dishes, the music (adei..............), and of course not to forget, the theme - "Santai Glamour" ...wooohooo!! Thanks to Yas &amp;amp; Hisham who patiently bbq-ed the yummilicious udang, ayam, sotong &amp;amp; segala galanya lah. Thanks to Ruz who CAME LATE with his MJ bling bling style (aku just requote jer aper ima cakap okay...) &amp;amp; not to forget the time when u actually shouted about ima's pants (gelak guling wa cakap lu....!!!). Thanks to Sarah who came up with a brilliant game...haha! Last but not least mesti la Shima &amp;amp; I. Tanpa we all, semua ni tiada makna kan...hhmmm..i know. ;p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 439px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370484604910298194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofLS0th5FI/AAAAAAAAAnE/dtCbuKNjg10/s400/SW4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Malam Berinai a.k.a Malam Buat Kerja ak.a Malam Posing Sakan Part 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 445px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370481302742144898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofISnLSl4I/AAAAAAAAAm8/hHfl_mSA3WM/s400/SW5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The akad nikah. With one lafaz (the one before the first one tu kire testing 123 je la kan...paham tak? aah, wutever), Alhamdulillah.... Sar is officially Yas's..... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370491059047776594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofRKgP0QVI/AAAAAAAAAnU/I_Zg4X8UNlU/s400/IMG_4451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's reception being held at Civic MPPJ Hall on 070809. nice date huh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 479px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370479219852558706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofGZXztwXI/AAAAAAAAAms/OVarA-GG4j0/s400/SW+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 481px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370478464186079810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofFtYuyWkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/6mNhEdMRK-0/s400/SW+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 487px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 377px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370477678621212850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofE_qRhwLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/NQRNcw2CMEY/s400/SW+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370476067633128402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofDh44CY9I/AAAAAAAAAmU/EePWjVJewfE/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, all the best to the both of u as a new life chapter has just been entered. A journey that lies ahead with full of fun &amp;amp; challenges. May your marriage lasts forever and will always be blessed by Allah taala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370493375462402050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofTRVkGaAI/AAAAAAAAAnc/koUP1azEL10/s400/IMG_4437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;psstt....Sar. Yas gile bola. Make sure boleh dapat 11 orang tau. Kasi ganti squad kebangsaan tu. MAJULAH SARAH UNTUK SUKAN! yeah..!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-2753743229127914301?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2753743229127914301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=2753743229127914301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2753743229127914301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2753743229127914301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Special one for both of u... ;)'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SofOkjReU1I/AAAAAAAAAnM/KGqKrIfmO04/s72-c/Untitled-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6413398820150359310</id><published>2009-08-08T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:45:52.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jagalah Gigi Anda</title><content type='html'>Mohon ampun ibu ibu sama bapak bapak sekalian... i ferrrgot to give some tips loh gi mana mau caranya untuk ngatasi tiap kali gigi kita jadi nyut nyut...okay! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0QnTM3d2I/AAAAAAAAAl8/CgaCSTl9VuA/s1600-h/teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367464598250682210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0QnTM3d2I/AAAAAAAAAl8/CgaCSTl9VuA/s400/teeth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367464595412657154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0QnIoOpAI/AAAAAAAAAl0/jyfHZ3FM6MA/s400/toothanatomy1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sekiranya gigi yang sakit tu bengkak, jangan terus di tampal atau cabut. Please inform the doctor first and they will give u an antibiotic in order to kill the bacteria which will subside the swollen part.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;AMARAN! - Jangan sesekali letak minyak angin pada gigi yang berlubang atau kawasan sekitarnya. Mampos berguling la nanti. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Untuk yang beragama Islam, letakkan jari pada gigi/tempat yang sakit tersebut dan baca surah Al-Mulk, ayat 23. Fahami maksudnya dan yakin Allah sahaja yang berkuasa untuk menyembuhkan kita atau sebaliknya. Praktik ni dilakukan oleh Rasulullah saw sendiri seperti hadith yang diriwayatkan oleh Ibn Abbas. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalau ada yang buat minor surgeri dan gusinya dijahit, waktu untuk buka jahitan sekurang kurangnya adalah seminggu. In the mean time, kalau jahitan tu tercabut sendiri atau ade sedikit bengkak, dats NORMAL. Tapi kalau tiba tiba sakit sangat, consult your dentist secepat mungkin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;gosok la gigi selalu. wut else kan...........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6413398820150359310?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6413398820150359310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6413398820150359310' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6413398820150359310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6413398820150359310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/08/jagalah-gigi-anda.html' title='Jagalah Gigi Anda'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0QnTM3d2I/AAAAAAAAAl8/CgaCSTl9VuA/s72-c/teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1060984153491895555</id><published>2009-08-08T12:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:08:47.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pus'/><title type='text'>No more toothache please................</title><content type='html'>My wisdom teeth was in pain again…. So bad that I cudnt sleep at nite. It was the same teeth which I’ve gone through several treatments including a root canal. Next morning, when I woke up, my left cheek seems to be bigger than the other one caused by the swollen gums. Dun ask how it felt like….sakit lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally my mom had an appointment at the Klinik Kesihatan Bangsar where she ‘happily’ promoted to everybody how good the place is. Fine, aku ikutlah sebab dah tak tahan sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my waiting number was called, I went in, the lady dentist said, “Ok, ni kena cabut ni”, without asking me is the area aching or not (aku ni main tibai je la coz dah sakit…how am I supposed to know the consequence kalau cabut gigi mase tengah sakit). Anyway cant she looked at how swollen the area is??!!?? Tup..tup…she gave 2 injections to get it numb and said, “Ok dah, u boleh tunggu kat luar &amp;amp; bayar seringgit yer…”. I was like, “eerr…oh..ok”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did what she has instructed &amp;amp; waited patiently at the ruang menunggu. Few minutes later, my number was being called again. Aik! I looked at my mom, “my number again la….wow! ini sudah efficient..eheh..”. Unfortunately her turn didn’t turn up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon as I sit on the chair, belum pun ilang rasa gabra &amp;amp; suspense aku, she already took God knows wut the thing supposed to be called lar…playar kot - to remove my tooth. Damn! I hinted her to add 1 more injection coz i didn’t feel fully numb on that particular area. But she resisted &amp;amp; being so confident as 2 were enuff. Anyhoo, soon as she starts to extract the molar teeth out, terrified filled me in. I had an experience where a lady dentist didn’t have enuff strength to pull the same tooth as the root was still strong. Instead I ended up with cuts all over the place. Truma la aku kan…. Anyway, back to this story, I just have got to put my tawakal to Allah taala &amp;amp; soon I realized, everything was over. She said she’s done &amp;amp; asked me to wait outside for my medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out, I saw my mom, I smiled, I sit &amp;amp; I PASSED OUT! yup…aku pengsan! I heard my name being called several times but the voices starts to become slower &amp;amp; gone. Everything seems black. I can feel how weak my body was. Amazingly my subconscious mind was still thinking of what the heck is happening to me, am I dying, is this how it felt when ure pengsan, u kno…..stuff like that. Funny lar coz aku memang seumur hidup tak pernah merasa benda benda macam ni. What more hospitalised, so far pun Alhamdulillah tak penah lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cud feel my body being lifted and pushed on ‘something’ (hahah….aku bley sempat ingat atas stretcher….bodo giler! klinik gigi mane ade stretcher ngok. wheelchair je la paling hebat pun). Just right after I had the extra strength left to at least open up my eyes, I opened them widely. As wide as possible. I refused to let my eyes close even for a second. Takut. I didn’t know exactly why but I was scared to let it happen…again. So they shifted me on a recliner to lower down my head as the oxygen will have a fast flow to my brain. When asked am I okay, my head just nodded reaalllyy sloooooowly with my eyes following it. I had no energy at all. Rase macam tenaga ni habis kena serap keluar. Felt damn week that I cudnt even lift my hand yang jatuh terkulai disisiku…ecewah! (drama kena ade bebeh…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 of the dentists took off my scarf, belt, shoes, basically everything that would block the air from me. After gaining my full consciousness, I was being given a mug of glucose through a straw of course! Remember, gusi sebelah kiri aku dok berdarah darah lagi ni + kena sumbat dengan kapas lagi ha. Nak teguk bodo camtu je lagu mana...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was, that lady dentist comfortably presumed my reason being passed out was because I was scared to death kena cabut gigi. Pale otak dier! Ingat aku ni budak darjah 3 ke? I didn’t even sleep the whole last nite, had no breakfast at all that morning sebab gigi dah sakit giler and blood gashed out profusely when she got the tooth removed, has it never occured to her that a person could has low blood pressure and could go blackout due to all these circumstances…huh? I got so mentally sick and physically weak, just kept quiet and chow from the place. K.lia helped me to walk the place out and ensure I didn’t fall again..huhu. There was 1 nice lady offered me to lie down at a surau while waiting for mom’s minor surgery. Semoga Allah merahmati dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an experience kan….malu weh orang tengok kita pengsan macam tu. Issyy…..segannya. Meremang bulu roma everytime I recall that moment. Because of me, tempat tu jadi huru hara kejap, adei….. lagi 1 yang paling memalukan adalah, kalau pengsan kat hospital ke, logic la sket, ni kat klinik gigi??!! OMG! Tak de tempat lain ke kak….?!!? Warrgghhh!! Maluuuu!!! Lagi bestnyer, kena lalu balik tempat kejadian…Wallawei! Tahap dewa 19 dah malu aku ni….adoi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gelak eh……?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0KuVhG4LI/AAAAAAAAAls/0S18IwJeSTw/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367458122061766834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0KuVhG4LI/AAAAAAAAAls/0S18IwJeSTw/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0I6yCY8_I/AAAAAAAAAlk/V62cOxwkRyw/s1600-h/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367456136852730866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0I6yCY8_I/AAAAAAAAAlk/V62cOxwkRyw/s400/IMG_0087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, I have got to resume my work at the office. MC 1 hari je ;( …hhmmppeh. Am having closing pulak this week, ya Allah..memang betul betul menguji ketabahanku kali ni. Even though I was on painkiller, but when u had your body working extra hard &amp;amp; not having enuff rest, u cud still feel the pain &amp;amp; the body could gives a total wreck. When I check the wounds, how surprised I was to find out it has been infected with blood &amp;amp; pus. Definitely comes with uneasy smells. Yucckss…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, the same nightmare recurred. I kept on waking up to spit and brush my tongue so I wont taste the blood. On Friday (semalam la…), first thing in the morning, told me mom about it, ran thru my smses for a dentist number given by my kazen which she has been recommending it almost a year by now...hihi, rang the no, unable to fix an appointment as it was too last-minute, however I managed to convince the receptionist to allow me to come at 12:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11:45, me, mak &amp;amp; umair (nak ikut jugak…) were already there. Dr Thiruchelvam at Pristine Dental was so kind &amp;amp; very delicate in handling his patients. His first impression when he looked at my wounds was, “Gosh, this is bad….how could they let u just like that after the teeth was being removed?”. So he washed out the area from all the blood + pus &amp;amp; put some ‘chakra’ (a substance which I heard him calling it…haha…sounds like cakrawala kan…adoi) in the deep cone-like-hole. With an angelic voice, I asked for a day off. Hihi. But he totally understood how I need it badly even though my face doesn’t seem to act/show like one. Got wut I mean not? Tak paham sudah. He then prescribed me with flagyl antibiotics, paracetamol for mild painkiller and ibuprofen for a stronger one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, Alhamdulillah I managed to ‘gain’ my old laugh back &amp;amp; really enjoyed ourselves at Sarah’s wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, im officially back-to-normal &amp;amp; very much happy about it….yeay!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1060984153491895555?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1060984153491895555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1060984153491895555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1060984153491895555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1060984153491895555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-more-toothache-please.html' title='No more toothache please................'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0KuVhG4LI/AAAAAAAAAls/0S18IwJeSTw/s72-c/IMG_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4312961819158261231</id><published>2009-08-03T02:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:46:20.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G10 canon digital camera'/><title type='text'>Yeayyy...!!!!</title><content type='html'>finally...i've secured myself a camera. it takes years for me to decide which one suited me most. macam cari laki lak...huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture quality is as significant as an SLR &amp;amp; has dual operating functions .... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are some outdoor snapshots taken during the nite... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367448035825415170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0BjPW99AI/AAAAAAAAAlc/NAWGAELIAXE/s400/IMG_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Snz4v0mISNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/M5r18lKrvxA/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367438356374898898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Snz4v0mISNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/M5r18lKrvxA/s400/IMG_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367438060974230546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Snz4eoJHzBI/AAAAAAAAAk0/1qjAHcHRby0/s400/IMG_0022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Snz4G64lHNI/AAAAAAAAAks/UK9K2wdw80k/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Snz3eIgxRhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tIB4fY9TCYI/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367436952971855378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Snz3eIgxRhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tIB4fY9TCYI/s400/IMG_0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4312961819158261231?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4312961819158261231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4312961819158261231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4312961819158261231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4312961819158261231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally.html' title='Yeayyy...!!!!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sn0BjPW99AI/AAAAAAAAAlc/NAWGAELIAXE/s72-c/IMG_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4940175881295042312</id><published>2009-07-29T11:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:18:28.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mudharabah concept'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Unrealistic concept in our Realistic life</title><content type='html'>Hari ni rase macam waktu sekolah mase kecik kecik dulu. Pagi sekolah kebangsaan, petang sekolah agama. Cuma bezanya, dulu kena pakai uniform, sekarang tak payah. Dulu kena bawak beg berrraatttt, sekarang bawak organizer &amp;amp; thumb drive jer. Dulu banyak rehat, sekarang rehat terbatas untuk time lunch &amp;amp; solat sahaja. Dulu banyak tenaga – balik dari sekolah agama je dah standby nak jumpe geng se’padang’, sekarang balik keje trus flat….ergghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya…bukan ini yang hendak ku cerita…eheh. Biase la..warm up jap ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, our islamic finance class was entirely about MUDHARABAH concept &amp;amp; its practices. As usual, a very common topic but when the lecturer went deeper especially on the technical part, we would go “oowwhhhhhhhhhhh” or “aaaaaaaaa….” or “I seeeeee” or “no wonder laaaaaaaa….”. Tapi response ni semua bile lecturer dapat jawab la. Bile lecturer tu got stucked dengan soalan bertubi tubi ala ala nak menghentam gitu ditambah pula dengan perasaan yang macam terror oleh kami kami ni (sebab buleh nak counter attack kan…) dengan gelak gelak gatal, we would go “but just now u said yada yada yada yada” or “are u sure coz the common practise now is yada yada yada yada” or even worst, “i think there’s an omitted clause that u might have skipped/overlooked!”. And the lecturer’s face would turn purple, like what had happened today. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I’ll go straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudharabah simply means profit sharing. Meaning when there’s a profit, it will be shared between the capital provider (rab al-mal) and the entrepreneur (mudharib) as accordance to their agreed percentage (e.g: 70:30 respectively) . However when there’s a loss, 100% out of the total loss would be borne by the capital provider and the entrepreneur would bear nothing. Waittt..!!! im not finished yet lar... Even though it seems that this pratice is not Islamic despite the arabic name, this was what been adopted by our prophet Muhammad s.a.w. before his prophecy. Remember the time when he worked under Saidatina Khadijah r.a? He as the entrepreneur and she as the capital provider. As a result, her business had bloomed tremendously (from this event, the revolution of islamic trading/finance has indirectly made its first remark).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelik? Tak pun. Sebab sebenarnye entrepreneur tu pun still tanggung rugi juga. Not in the monetary view but in the non-monetary wise – effort, time, duit minyak, duit toll, so on &amp;amp; so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, this is too basic kan.. Ok, ill go a bit further. I want to touch on examples of mudharabah. Nie lah yang menjadi punca kelas aku habis awal tadi… huhu. (anyway, memang cikgu kena balik awal pun sebab dia ade hal skit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st scenario:&lt;br /&gt;Kita buat saving dalam Meibank Mudharabah account. Meibank invest duit kita dalam islamic counters. So, kita sebagai capital provider &amp;amp; Meibank sebagai entrepreneur. Normally the profit sharing ratio would go higher on the bank side and pretty low on the account holder side, say 97:3. Bile dapat profit, account holder akan dapat la 3% portion yang didebit terus dalam saving account kita. Sebab tu sumtimes, kita nampak dalam bank statement ade duit masuk as small as RM3 ke, RM5 ke, atau paling gempaq pun RM27.50. adei…untung pelaburan la tu namanya.&lt;br /&gt;Soalan saya/kami sekelas:&lt;br /&gt;Apa jadi kalau investment yang Meibank invest tu rugi? Tak pernah pulak nampak ade negative amount being credited from our account besides bank charges. So, ape jadi dengan mudharabah concept yang diwar warkan oleh Meibank atau bank bank lain yang dok pratice the same concept ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd scenario:&lt;br /&gt;Kali ni kita terbalik kan situation dia (sebab cikgu tak leh jawab soklan we all tadi..eheh). Kita buat financing dengan DIMB bank, say mudharabah ratio dia 60 (DIMB) : 40 (kita). Kita start business dobi dengan duit tu. Tiba tiba business kita rugi. In real case situation, DIMB tak akan tanggung rugi tu walaupun dia memainkan peranan sebegai rab al-mal. Yang tanggungnye masih kita sebagai mudharib nih. Plus, bile ade untung, ade ke masenye untung tu di bahagikan kepada portion masing masing mengikut ratio yang dipersetujui pada awal perjanjian. Tidak mungkin…..btul tak?! Betul…takde maknenyer in real life situation manusia manusia ni nak share untung. Lagi satu, monthly instalments still need to be placed to the bank. Tak de pulak bile rugi kita boleh stop bayar…. kan. So again, where does mudharabah fall into its place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; my class’ assumptions:-&lt;br /&gt;- the losses portion would be hidden under the bank charges (or some may call it as administrative charges)&lt;br /&gt;- the ORIGINAL mudharabah concept has been modernized or commercialised to fit into the so-called dynamic economy market strategy – again to materialized profit, no longer to practice a transparent Islamic economic practice as what have been preached by Rasulullah saw.&lt;br /&gt;- the huge gap in ratio between capital provider and entrepreneur (e.g 70:30 respectively) may have already cover any loss event by the big portion holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special request for Takaful M’sia (STMB) staff to respond and give your generous feedback on this issue since u have greater capacity of knowledge after your company’s Mudharabah concept as compared to my company where we operate the business using the Wakalah concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, every single thing should be clearly stipulated in a contract, with condition they must be guided by syariah requirements. Hence, any future disputes are able to be avoided. This is the beauty in Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku cukup bertuah dapat involve dalam klas klas sebegini sebab dengan alasan inilah minda aku ‘ter’celik dan hati aku sedikit ‘ter’jaga. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4940175881295042312?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4940175881295042312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4940175881295042312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4940175881295042312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4940175881295042312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/08/unrealistic-concept-in-our-realistic.html' title='Unrealistic concept in our Realistic life'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-990357118523655107</id><published>2009-07-26T04:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:56:02.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic tamil drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaya Ibrahim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><title type='text'>Discovery day! (haha..tajuk ni klakar giler..cant think of the most suitable one)</title><content type='html'>I don’t know. Sumtimes we never realized just how lucky we are being surrounded with nice people around us. And the time we discovered it, a simple smile would explains how we feel ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Noon discovery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to accompany mom for her 2nd urut. All these while, everything were only listening, but no meeting. So when I heard mom had her session being scheduled this weekend, I didn’t want to blow the chance to meet this lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ive heard about her were actually half of the glass. The other half is she’s one of the nicest Surabaya ladies I’ve ever met with. Tutur kata dia sangat lembut. Rajin. Even the daughter is just the same. …(orang jawa asli emang kayak gitu loh). They had welcomed us with their sweet smiles purely coming from their hearts, as if to say “masuklah, makanlah, minumlah wahai tetamu kami dalam rumah yang serba apa adanya ini”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika si ibu sibuk mengurut orang, anaknya dah pun selesaikan masakan tengah hari yang hanya tinggal untuk dijamah sahaja oleh ibunya &amp;amp; keluar semula untuk bekerja mencuci. Itulah rutin harian si anak to make sure that they can still survive living. Sebelum sempat pergi, aku &amp;amp; mak dijamu pula dengan air teh. Diajak lagi oleh si ibu. Kali ni untuk makan nasi pula walaupun hidangan itu mungkin hanya cukup untuk dia seorang. MasyaAllah…inilah orang yang hatinya tulus sekalipun dalam hidupan yang sangat sederhana. Semoga Allah permudahkan rezeki bagi mereka. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nite discovery (I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding lagi. Adoi. Letih. Cerita aku boleh kenal dengan pengantin ni memang agak lawak sebenarnya which tak boleh nak diterangkan disini sebab terlalu berjela…huhu. Even though we've been knowing each other for quite some time (last 2 yrs kot), tapi name dia pun aku baru tau last week. Itupun dpt reminder sms. Sebab awal awal dah di-rsvp-kan, jadi harus datang ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute plak Yanti cancelled to follow since she might be going back quite late from Genting. Ring mek tett, gi facial pulak. Ring ayu, hehe..berjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the wedding and terbangak bangak sebab tak kenal saper saper except for one person. No. Two! Including the bride. Well, there were few familiar faces that I knew but never care to know the names (biase la aku kan….).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, endless congratulations to both of u - Karthi &amp;amp; Rajiv. May u live happily as husband &amp;amp; wife. A nice wedding. An applausive one as well. First time nih attend wedding ade buat magic show. Jangan main main ok, got burung u know. Oh ya! Api also got. Tapi itu janggut ade siket terbakar la macha. But its okay, overall it was an enjoying performance. Also, thanks to u Shiken yang always cantek for making us felt very much welcomed.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nite discovery (II)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding, we headed straight to Glenmarie for another function plaks. Ayu’s officemate baru masuk rumah baru &amp;amp; ni nak attend the house-(yang giler babs punyer cantik!!!)-warming la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendekkan cerita, tak sia sia kami membiarkan perut ini diisi lagi dan lagi dan lagi dan lagi dan lagi sampai gemok in attending the back-to-back functions. Bukan pasal makanan sedap sedap, tapi hati yang sangat terkesima atau keternikmatan atau amazed having to look at the houses &amp;amp; cars owned by the residences. I got easily hooked-on with the fascinating ambience. Two words – MAK TADOK. We were almost mistaken porches/ferraris for hills of sands &amp;amp; cements! Ade la gak nampak Myvi &amp;amp; Kelisa kat situ, tapi aku rase tu sume keter maid diaorang kot………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, ive been to several country height residences in M’sia but none of them are as classy as this one. The 75-resort-like-modern-bungalows-only area is developed under a hotel (can’t be mentioned here for specific purpose…sori). Expat mat salleh pun ade 4 orang je yang menyewa kat situ which the rent itself pun dah berbelas/puluhan ribu. Besides Malaysian buyers, Singoporeans are among the residents here &amp;amp; some of them let it for rent. Huge investment huh! Ade these 2 bungalows located just next to each other, bought by best friends. They had their wall (which separates the 2 roofs) removed &amp;amp; renovating it into a damn swimming pool! Lumayan buanget nih…. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Ayu’s officemate’s house-warming...no..i think I should say bungalow-warming, it was a very classy yet cosy one. She was so kind &amp;amp; so willing to bring us touring the whole house. From the front door til the back door. From downstairs to upstairs. From the living rooms to the jacuzzi. Mata aku tak berkelip kelip tengok every single details of the decors. Mulut aku tak berenti renti cakap – “cantiknyerrrrr yu”. Ni stock orang kaya yang ade taste dan sangat independent. They all buat sendiri semua. From the researching until decorating the house. "Penat tapi berbaloi" said her. Totally not datinz/toh puanz common styles. Kami berdua terpaksa admit kami agak peghak habeh jugaklah mase tu..eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, here comes the interviewing part. Really like this one! ;D&lt;br /&gt;- the house motive is classic contemporary&lt;br /&gt;- cool couple as akak ni &amp;amp; the hubby share the same passion in house decorating. they luv to travel all the way to foreign countries just to gain fresh ideas as well as adding unique materials to their current collections.&lt;br /&gt;- obviously the arrangements &amp;amp; house accesories ideas are coming from they had had experienced.&lt;br /&gt;- the water feature is literally different than what we’ve been exposed in M’sia. Simen biase je pun, tapi husband &amp;amp; wife ni memang terror kan…so tak yah citer lebih lebih la.&lt;br /&gt;- another awesome fact is that the fabulous interior design artworks were done by the hubby’s most admired Javanese designer, Jaya Ibrahim which u can actually tell by the hotel-like custom made furniture. Simple yet minimalistically sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;- expectantly, almost all the things were bought in Jakarta &amp;amp; have been shipped here.&lt;br /&gt;- dengan katil anak anak pun built-in. bilek maid2 dia jer aku tak sempat nak audit.&lt;br /&gt;- tempat buang sampah dia pun modern! boleh??!??&lt;br /&gt;- music can be played from the master bedroom &amp;amp; to be listened while relaxing at the house lawn.&lt;br /&gt;- and yadayadayada.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t get at how some people could invite others to admire/appreciate their belongings without having the show-off-attitude. And everyone seems to absorb and agree of their pure humbleness &amp;amp; the feeling of sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* and *yawn* lagi. no wonder…its already 4 in the morning. so kiter mimpi rumah cantek malam ni… nighty nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzz………….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-990357118523655107?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/990357118523655107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=990357118523655107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/990357118523655107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/990357118523655107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/07/discovery-day-hahatajuk-ni-klakar.html' title='Discovery day! (haha..tajuk ni klakar giler..cant think of the most suitable one)'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3879247283721370368</id><published>2009-07-25T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:31:46.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr lawrence kutner'/><title type='text'>still..........</title><content type='html'>still cudnt get this away from me..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9x64zLjqk7g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9x64zLjqk7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cudnt understand why im so moved.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZzaH6s4oIJc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZzaH6s4oIJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still a 'simple explanation'....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3879247283721370368?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3879247283721370368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3879247283721370368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3879247283721370368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3879247283721370368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/07/still.html' title='still..........'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4326726578926370336</id><published>2009-07-23T21:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:14:16.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr lawrence kutner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house drama series'/><title type='text'>Actor with Brains</title><content type='html'>feeling very much unsatisfied + intrigued, i went to google for the answer. guess wut i've found out..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In April 2009, Penn told Entertainment Weekly Magazine that &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the writers killed off his character on &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0412142/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"House M.D."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (2004) because he had asked to be allowed to leave the show to go work for the Barack Obama Administration as the Associate Director in the White House Office of Public Liaison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. He was being accepted a position as the associate director in the White House's Office of Public Liaison and Intergovernmental Affairs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I got to know the President and some of the staff during the campaign and had expressed interest in working there, so I`m going to be the associate director in the White House office of public liaison. They do outreach with the American public and with different organizations. They`re basically the front door of the White House. They take out all of the red tape that falls between the general public and the White House".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He admitted the change from TV star to public servant would be a hit to his wallet, saying: "Oh, yeah. There`s not a lot of financial reward in these jobs. But, obviously, the opportunity to serve in a capacity like this is an incredible honor."And he`s not ruling out a return to acting. "Who`s to say where any path leads? I still have a passion for it. But for the time being, I won`t be acting." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;well...definitely better than acting. this is wut i call actor with brains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: im truly sorry for wut have been written in my previous post. the idiocy was totally not coming from the director, but from me instead. i was over the top. its just that the way they ended kutner's character was a bit too "sudden". anyway, the series is still my forever fave ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4326726578926370336?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4326726578926370336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4326726578926370336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4326726578926370336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4326726578926370336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/07/wut_23.html' title='Actor with Brains'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1852374783086013854</id><published>2009-07-21T20:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:56:56.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kal penn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr lawrence kutner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house drama series'/><title type='text'>Between fantasy &amp; reality, how far do they affect u? Err...or rather me?</title><content type='html'>Just got back from the office &amp;amp; went to the kitchen straight with Gaby meow-ing while tailing me (daily scenario...) hoping me to get her more food which she had just finished it a minute ago. Malas nak layan, i went to the dinner table, saw fried tempe with sambal ikan bilis, grabbed the yummylicious &amp;amp; sitted infront of the 'idiot box'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was switching endlessly from one channel to another, suddenly my finger stopped clicking the controller in reflex. HOUSE! Yesterday's episode! Alamak....lagi 10 minit jer?? So self-grambling was continued of how silly i was not to switch to AXN the moment i turned the tv on. Well actually there was nothing extra-ordinary for me not knowing the repeat hour of House as i've been watching it religiously on monday nites except for last nite. All because i went to support the malaysian team &amp;amp; it turned to be me promoting Indra Putra to change his profession. Jual murtabak ke, bela lintah ke, tanam cendawan ke, ape saje pekerjaan halal lain la asalkan yang tak melibatkan B.O.L.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiissyy...tengok ape aku ngarut ni? Tak nak citer psl benda ni pun. Tak penting. The ultimate point of me writing this is because.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Kutner's sudden death. He's dead. I was really wiping my tears away. Tak tahaannn weh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i cant believe that he'll be out so soon from this drama. I've been following this brilliant epitome ever since i fell in love with all the characters as well as its storyline. However, i think the latest season of bringing in 3 new doctors were the smartest initiation so far done by the director. And taking him out of the casts was the lousiest, uncoolest &amp;amp; bangang-est attempt in all drama history. hhmpph...sungguh tak bijak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the wacko House, Kutner was the most anticipated person that made me jumping on the sofa impatiently waiting everytime the drama is about to start. Dun ask. I had my own reason for liking this guy so much. Bukan nak angau tak tentu hala or gotten emotionally involved about unrealistic characters/stuffs, but its just the "whole" him is surprisingly has too many freaking similarities with manusia yang hidup di luar fanstasi. Got it? Hhmm...faham pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cud they do this la. Kao meng arrrrr!!! Lei hai mey kao choww?? Wa pu che tao woo.... isk....isk.... isk... Ta de mud mao study lagi tao. Haiya! Kasi potong betul!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1852374783086013854?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1852374783086013854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1852374783086013854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1852374783086013854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1852374783086013854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-got-back-from-office-went-to.html' title='Between fantasy &amp; reality, how far do they affect u? Err...or rather me?'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-2504237227713717058</id><published>2009-07-18T07:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:15:46.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabar'/><title type='text'>im back !!!</title><content type='html'>hi everybody.... im back! hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally.... felt more relieved now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes u just have to keep low &amp;amp; silent from getting yourself more drown into a deep shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i learnt something now. when u are really mad or freaking angry towards sumthing, just shut up &amp;amp; think. istighfar banyak banyak... dun be too impatient to react or say anything coz the highest possible outcomes would be negative, definetely with fool remarks resulting from our uncontrollable madness. lagi parah jadi nyer kan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sabar tu sangat penting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun worry, Allah kan ade... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-2504237227713717058?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2504237227713717058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=2504237227713717058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2504237227713717058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2504237227713717058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back.html' title='im back !!!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1080279980495276563</id><published>2009-07-11T04:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T04:39:10.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='networking channel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyber friends'/><title type='text'>burung biru ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SlekpGfOUJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9W_tYegLVP8/s1600-h/my+twitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356931307803660434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SlekpGfOUJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9W_tYegLVP8/s400/my+twitter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hhmm.....&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twitter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...hhmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wut i cud say for now is that all these latest cyber networking channels which have been progressively grown are becoming more ridiculous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why im saying dis? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply because at least 90% out of my frens in &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fesbuk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frenster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;Mspace&lt;/strong&gt; or wutever lagi lar which are the people that i actually knew, compared to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ntah sape sape la dok nak twittering dengan aku yang gamba pun tak letak dalam tu! adoi............ the saddest part is that almost all of the nicknames are gurls (which i would conveniently assumed that they are 'really' gurls)?!?? dalam semua...uhuk..uhuk..peminat-peminat..uhuk..uhuk..aku ni, sorang je la yang kenal, tu pon dia la yg bertanggungjawab menginvite aku join burung biru ni... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nafsu for twitterring belum sampai lagi daa... ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1080279980495276563?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1080279980495276563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1080279980495276563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1080279980495276563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1080279980495276563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/07/burung-biru_11.html' title='burung biru ???'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SlekpGfOUJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9W_tYegLVP8/s72-c/my+twitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-8469608568394387797</id><published>2009-07-02T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:18:21.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogless lagi best kan..............</title><content type='html'>eergghhhhhh...........malasnyer nak tuleh aper aper.................malas nak type..malas nak piker... segalanya lah. hhhmmm.... eeerrgghhh issyy....buleh tak nak jeles dengan orang lain yang rajin update blog dia....eheh.. newayz, i think i know la why dey all just luuuuuuvvvvv to update their blog effortlessly sebab journal dia ade ramai reader....huhu.. cam blog Hamzani...eessyy skali post, comment dia mak ai! (plus he's cute kot.....extra point for him) lepas baca blog dia ni, aku dah macam malas nak tulis aper aper dah.... hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;passionku tidak seperti dulu ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8469608568394387797?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8469608568394387797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8469608568394387797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8469608568394387797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8469608568394387797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogless-lagi-best-kan.html' title='blogless lagi best kan..............'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3849952757087292735</id><published>2009-06-14T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:14:00.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reza Rahadian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oka Antara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abidah El Khalieqy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Widyawati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revalina S Temat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francine Roosenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanung Bramantyo'/><title type='text'>~ Perempuan Berkalung Sorban ~</title><content type='html'>Aku itu baru aja nontonin karya besar yang bagus - “Perempuan Berkalung Sorban”. Kapan nungguin tayangannya disini aja udah basi. Kalau disana itukan tayangannya di bioskop since bulan Januari lagi. Emang lebih seru kok nontonin dibioskop tapi harus gimana…. Dvd aja udah cukup ah! Ini lagi ehsanan temanku. Pinjaman…. pahala…. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Secara sengkat, aku sangat terkesan dengan kisah ini yang secara total merangkap tentang agama, nuansa kehidupan, kebebasan dan kasih sayang. Aku nggak bisa sama sekali dari tidak menangis sepanjang penceritaan ini berjalan. Renggapan karakter yang kuat, motif cerita yang utuh, jelas lagi terang dan kepintaran sinematornya dalam mensignifikasikan keindahan suasana alam ciptaan Allah sang yang Maha Agung.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Buktinya, petikan dari akedemitas di sana juga turut memberi pendapat positip bahawa “Salah satu kekuatan filem ini adalah pesannya karena ia mengangkat realitas sebagian masyarakat kita yang masih membelenggu, melecehkan dan merendahkan martabat kaum perempuan. Filem ini juga sesuwei dengan ajaran agama, khususnya Islam yang sangat menghargai dan memberi tempat yang terhormat bagi kaum perempuan”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjUc6oWiQeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pw2TS6AyxtU/s1600-h/perempuan-berkalung-sorban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjUc6oWiQeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pw2TS6AyxtU/s400/perempuan-berkalung-sorban.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347211926162260450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Secara jujurnya filem ini emang persis dan ada hubung kaitnya dengan perjalanan idupku. Jadi nggak heran kenapa aku pas merasakan penderitaan Anisa ketika fasa idupnya yang seperti didalam neraka itu. Aku ngerti dong. Ngertiiiiii banget. Pertemuan sama orang yang salah melantarkan aku dalam kehidupan yang konyol. Gelep. Nggak ada satu titik cahaya didalamnya. Diperlakuin seperti binatang, jauh sekali dilayanin sepertimana yang ditermaktub di dalam ajaran islam. 'Baik'nya hanya bersebab. Selingkuhin, marahin, bo’ongin, diherdikin seenaknya, caciin, fitnahin segala, apa lagi ditinggalin di mana-mana, cuman untungnya mukaku belum pernah merah karena digampar. Tangisan itu bukan apa-apa lagi. Pantas jadi candaan dia. Hati…bukan lagi sakit, tapi hancur. Mending mati dari selamanya berada didalam situasi itu. Jadi kini, aku jelek amat bila meliat laki-laki yang tindakan &amp;amp; ngomongnya kasar dengan kaum wanita. Dayus!     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Makanya aku juga bisa ngerti kok pada saat Anisa ditakdir Allah untuk bersama dengan Khodori, lek keponakan sebelah ibunya yang tidak sedarah. Khodori seorang pria yang sangat budiman, lemah lembut bicaranya, punyain peribadi yang cantik, dan hatinya ikhlas mencintai Anisa. Jadi iya, terus terang aku akuin emangnya aku pernah ngenalin sasaorang yang dulunya menuntut ditanah Jawa. Dia mengajar aku untuk bangun dari kesilapan silam. Dalam diam aku kagumi ketokohan yang sedia wujud dalam tubuhnya sebagei pemimbing. Pemikiran yang bijak. Humble. Sangat realitas. Punya masalah silam yang mirip (ini penting banget kok!). Seneng bicaraan tentang apa saja. Lucu. Bisa fahamin aku yang sangat konflikasi ini...;p Jelas….iya – hatiku emang terpaut pada dia.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tetapi harapan untuk bahagia yang dititipin Allah taala itu hanyalah sebentar. Khodori, insan ketiga yang amat dicintaiin Anisa selepas ummi dan abinya, bertemu kecelakaan dan maut. Sedih bukan lagi perkataan yang mampu digambarin dalam kekecewaan dia. Efeksinya sama doang ke aku. Aku sekali lagi rebah. Makin ku persoalin kenapa ini harus terjadi. Ironinya nggak ada apa-apa masalah cuman inilah namanya takdir. Hingga sekarang aku masih kangen sama dia. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Waktu berkulir dan aku semakin redha dengan ketentuan Tuhan. Aku pikir aku butuh dia (secara fizikal) dalam hidupku. Ternyata nggak. Aku pantas deh berjalan sendiri. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Seperti Anisa bersama puteranya, Mahbub yang memanjangkan semangat suaminya untuk berbakti demi membawa modernisasi kepada santri-santri di Pesantren Al-Huda. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aku tidak penah setop ingatin diriku bahwa bantuan Allah itu sentiasa ada. Pokoknya kita tidak harus jemu meminta pada Dia, karena nikmat itu datang bersama sifat sabar &amp;amp; redha. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Islam itu indah dan mudah. Jadi jangan coba sulitin penyempurnaannya dengan kemunduran mentalitas kita. Manusia itu dicipta berbeda-beda. Makanya pendekatan untuk bertabligh itu juga harus berlainan dong. Iyakan……… ;)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My last word, hasil kerja yang cukup luar biasa dari penulis asalan cerita ini kepada direktor kepada aktor-aktor kepada semua krew yang terlibat dalam keberhasilan filem “Perempuan Berkalung Sorban” – HUGE congratulations untuk kalian! Seruuu banget!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3849952757087292735?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3849952757087292735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3849952757087292735' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3849952757087292735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3849952757087292735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/06/aku-itu-baru-aja-nontonin-karya-besar.html' title='~ Perempuan Berkalung Sorban ~'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjUc6oWiQeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pw2TS6AyxtU/s72-c/perempuan-berkalung-sorban.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4702034095030029777</id><published>2009-06-13T23:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:13:06.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikea'/><title type='text'>Splurgiously in love.........yeah baby!</title><content type='html'>this crime took place last weekend. the initial plan was ONLY to buy few stuff for home as well as presents for frens.....but it turned out to be such a disasterous shopaholical behaviour!! thanks to my card. im soooo burning a big hole in my pocket next month. shoot....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLb9ZPC9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/TxBJYWH4Y2I/s1600-h/06062009922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLb9ZPC9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/TxBJYWH4Y2I/s400/06062009922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346840863816223698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLbmrcLEI/AAAAAAAAAjk/I-ijEmrbP50/s1600-h/06062009923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLbmrcLEI/AAAAAAAAAjk/I-ijEmrbP50/s400/06062009923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346840857718565954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLbWwmtgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/LrssEDDi-ik/s1600-h/06062009925.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/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLbWwmtgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/LrssEDDi-ik/s400/06062009925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346840853445260802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLa51rwwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/xBzX6KdRMlQ/s1600-h/06062009926-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLa51rwwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/xBzX6KdRMlQ/s400/06062009926-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346840845681935106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah habis shopping kena senyum...rite gurls!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4702034095030029777?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4702034095030029777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4702034095030029777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4702034095030029777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4702034095030029777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/06/splurgiously-in-loveyeah-baby.html' title='Splurgiously in love.........yeah baby!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SjPLb9ZPC9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/TxBJYWH4Y2I/s72-c/06062009922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-5402746630991991702</id><published>2009-06-04T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:42:59.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloomy nite'/><title type='text'>just let me.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;a gurlfren tagged me on facebook over this sweet note......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; patience is not an issue, but time is not a luxury..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; "love" is so frequently uttered, but emptiness remains..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; too many promises are made, but none fulfilled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; happiness seems to be with everyone, but you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; you start to wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......my heart is crying like hell. and listening to suwito's...? eerrgghh....damn im howling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-5402746630991991702?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5402746630991991702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=5402746630991991702' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5402746630991991702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5402746630991991702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-let-me.html' title='just let me.........'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4662493410848220772</id><published>2009-06-02T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:09:23.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speechless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blank'/><title type='text'>aku blank</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Kali ni citer pasal kawin.&lt;br /&gt;Dari pagi sampai malam, orang tak habis-habis dok bercakap dan bercerita pasal cinta, boyfren, nikah, kawen… Li chom me cek??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Situasi 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku memang pantang kalau kena paksa benda yang aku tak suka atau kena ulang benda yang sama 10 kali. Nak jadikan citer, pagi ni plak ade En Dollah Salleh (bukan nama sebenar) came to see me at my place. Dia mintak itu ini. Fine. Aku cakap baik-baik that he can refer to En Mokhtar Dahari (oso bukan name sebenar). He knew about it as I’ve explained everything to him. Pitching aku okay. Dia mintak lagi. Aku ulang lagi benda yang same. Pitching still alrite. Mintak lagi. Aku jawab yang sama lagi. Pitching masih dibawah kawalan. Dia mintak lagi dengan ayat yang agak lain sket tapi message yang sama. Kali ni aku ulang balik tapi dengan nada yang dah menyampah giler. Pitching agak tinggi mase ni. Guess wut? Dia boleh tanya lagi kat aku benda yang sama. Kali ni dengan jayanya aku buat suara soprano dengan pitching tahap maksimum – &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;“Ko ni kenapa? Why don’t u go and see him. Communicate la among each other. Bukannye jauh. Satu department jer! Benda simple pun nak jadikan complicated!!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamek ngkau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed off, straight dialled Mokhtar Dahari’s ext line and passed the phone to si Dollah Salleh ni. Sebelum tu sempat lagi ngumpat (not really actually..just explaining to him asal si mamat dollah ni beriyer-iter mintak aku report tu…naik tak logic jadinyer). Dey all dah habis cakap, aku gelak-gelak. SEBAB boleh dengar Mokhtar Dahari kutuk kaw-kaw Mat Dol ni..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him and smile. He went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly aku plak rase tak sedap ati. Ergghh…guiltynyer plak tengking orang macam tu . hhmm.. I called and apologize for wut i did. Ter…..emosi plak pagi-pagi. Dia ok aku ok. I explained to him why I got pretty annoyed when he keeps on questioning the same damn thing over &amp;amp; over again (who doesn’t rite..??!!) and bla bla bla... Long story short, suddenly he gone mad and said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;“Aku cakap pasal keje, bukan pasal cinta”.&lt;/span&gt; I was like, wut????!! Cant believe my own ears! Cinta? Ni ape tibe-tibe bley masuk issue cinta ni? Adoi! Time tu aku memang dah sampai tahap malas nak cakap. i said sorry again and just pap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai..Dollah…Dollah.. tak habis-habis la kau ni. Get over it bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Situasi 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson (bukan name sebenar) went to see my boss. As usual, my boss called me up to look at the matter. MJ saw me and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;“Aik!! Bukan coti ke?”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Muke aku blur… &lt;/span&gt;“Tak. Asal?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;“We all ingat u cuti. So tak panggil la masuk meeting. Dah la we needed u urgently to discuss bout the system before calling in the vendor”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;“Why didn’t u ring my ext?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;“Look at this email”&lt;/span&gt; with his hand showing me a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;Aku bace and senyum. Masuk ni dah kali ke-3 kot orang ingat aku cuti the whole week, even after I’ve countered that the answer is NO!. However I still asked him.., &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Wut is dis laa..? Mane ade i cuti. In fact I’ll be in the office this whole week dan juga week-week yang seterusnyer…”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson sambung citer dia, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;“U kno wut, orang dalam meeting tanye kenapa u cuti lama sangat and I actually told them u cuti kawen. I wat lawak jer. Memang dey all terkejut tapi gi percaya jugak. Pastu I tambah yang a bit bangang sket, u cuti maternity..haha. Part ni dorang tak caye la kot. Ye la, seminggu la katakan, time-time cuti sekolah lak tu. Then ZJ (initial yang sebenar) lalu &amp;amp; tanya apsal kecoh-kecoh ni. I cakap la…tak de…aja cuti seminggu. Dia kahwin eh boss? ZJ muke pelik and cakap dia nampak jer si aja tadi kat finance…hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muka aku boring jer dengar….&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"mangkuk ayon tul....adei!”&lt;/span&gt;. Malas nak layan &amp;amp; just laughed it off je la. Ruper-rupernyer there are quite a number of departments yang dah kecoh since last week dat I’ve applied 1-week leave to get married. Bile aku call or naik lift &amp;amp; terserempak dengan mereka-mereka ni, soalan makrifat tu la yang mula-mula ditanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm… Ntah hape-hape la gossip Manggis korang nih! Merudum saham aku ok...hampeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Situasi 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Petang sket, tengah tunggu orang nak solat Asar, ternampak la kawan aku ni happy jer…aku pun saje je tego, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;“Suke tul aku tengok. Happy je ngkau.."..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wut she answered me? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;“Ha! Tu la! Lain kali nak bercinta, ko kena carik boyfren yang macam akunyer nih. Sentiasa jer happy…".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blum habis dia cakap, aku dah menyelit &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;“Ni ape hal plak la citer pasal cinta lak ni? Ya Allah…eh dah-dah la… tak larat nak dengar. Tu, cinta pada Allah tu lebih hakiki!”.&lt;/span&gt; Aku tibe-tibe....;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi lalok jap… eeerh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Situasi 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam, Aunty Raha (nama betul tak tau) came to our house to see mom &amp;amp; to pick up her Tupperware thingy. So as usual, borak-borak terselit pasal kahwin and nak carikan a partner for me (buat yang ke 118 kali nyer..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u imagine all these freaking TRUE scenarios have got me tested within a day?!? Radio station pon dok citer pasal hal-hal munakahat ni jugak! masyaAllah. Dah pupus ke isu semasa lain kat dunia ni? Tu belum masuk citer si Yanti seharian dok membebel pasal laki tu la laki ni la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im now speechless. BLANK. totally...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4662493410848220772?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4662493410848220772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4662493410848220772' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4662493410848220772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4662493410848220772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi.html' title='aku blank'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7375363069921112019</id><published>2009-05-31T08:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:32:22.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop smoking for God sake'/><title type='text'>No Tobacco Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SiJ0nxtSUKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-8m5cAQ33mE/s1600-h/no+tobacco+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SiJ0nxtSUKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-8m5cAQ33mE/s400/no+tobacco+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341960334721831074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the government efforts of TAK NAK MEROKOK campaigns which meant to bring down the number of smokers, the public just seems to be so mental-blocked and totally ignorant with the message beyond it. Well I guess the (hardcore or social) smokers would read "Merokok Merbahaya Untuk Kesihatan" as "Merokoklah Lagi....please...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other side jokes that were creatively created from this 'community’ to reciprocate the sickening images resulting from the smoking habits (which being shown on every cigarette box) so it could be hidden from their sights are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Not looking at the box every time a cigarette is being picked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Transfer the cigarettes into their own casing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Block the image with thumb. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(aku tak paham asal tactic ni bangang sangat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Re-positionize the box-wrapping-plastic upside down to get the so-called covering sticker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Buat dek jer pasal tak heran langsung……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are’nt these nonsenses fondly called as self denial???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds pretty harsh to my own sibling, my kazens and my frens. But hey, I love u guys so much that I don’t want you to let your supposedly blissful life just because of this health-endangered habit…alrite.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides promoting all the smoking quitting products (since u already knew about it), I might rather suggest all of you to start saving the money from buying cigarettes and spend them for my present instead… ok per!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7375363069921112019?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7375363069921112019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7375363069921112019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7375363069921112019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7375363069921112019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-all-government-efforts-of-tak-nak.html' title='No Tobacco Day!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SiJ0nxtSUKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-8m5cAQ33mE/s72-c/no+tobacco+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4560007094208928179</id><published>2009-05-25T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:41:53.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cina siam'/><title type='text'>pongkenngggggg!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;no comment.&lt;br /&gt;jaw oredi cramped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55Ed4uOPfjY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/55Ed4uOPfjY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4560007094208928179?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4560007094208928179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4560007094208928179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4560007094208928179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4560007094208928179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/pongkenngggggg.html' title='pongkenngggggg!!!!!!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3212583570886821254</id><published>2009-05-24T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:51:37.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic tamil song'/><title type='text'>LELA...letak getah adik ipar saya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LELA&lt;/strong&gt; lagi? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;korang tak de name heroin lain ker?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aarr.....ni yang bikin gua jeles nih!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;memilih sangat. $&amp;amp;%#*@ !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/71b99VcI8hs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/71b99VcI8hs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3212583570886821254?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3212583570886821254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3212583570886821254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3212583570886821254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3212583570886821254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/lelaletak-getah-adik-ipar-saya.html' title='LELA...letak getah adik ipar saya...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1935544961279445561</id><published>2009-05-24T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:41:22.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamil cowboy song'/><title type='text'>muka pelat..suka pelat....lela..oh lela....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;aku memang tok leh terima betul kawboi-kawboi yang poyo nih... memanjang la tembak tak kena! 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dusyum! arrghh! bang! boom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;uihh.... jangan la sotop itu gado!&lt;br /&gt;ayyo! birinti la!&lt;br /&gt;kasi gado sana punya kampung ta bole ka?&lt;br /&gt;itu bunyi saya tak bule tahan la macha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4HUdP9mtcHQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4HUdP9mtcHQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8767576200415774436?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8767576200415774436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8767576200415774436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8767576200415774436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8767576200415774436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/butul-butul-klasik-la-ini-drama-part-i.html' title='bush! 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Well, after a long extra hardworks which forcing me to reach home really late everyday, my new wish is to BALIK AWAL! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku sangka panas hingga ke petang, rupanya petir guruh tsunami taufan dan hujan renyai-renyai di siang hari. Kena stay back lagi daaa…… well I think the office loves me though.. hhmm.. iieee yucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a yearly performance appraisal with my boss. I took a seat, cakap pasal tu, cakap pasal ni, komen itu, komen ini, my ultimate expectation, my main priority, bla bla bla bla…… ok, done! (issyy..aku bukan nak citer pasal ni sebenarnyer…adei..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then kelam kabut sambung keje balik. Aku ajak sorang collegue ni kalau dia plan nak balik lambat. Dia ok nak blah around 9 – 9.30. so kitaorang ni settlekan keje selaju mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tengok jam dah pukul 9.30. I went to her &amp;amp; she said, “Pukul 10 la kite blah..”. Aku pun happy la sebab banyak lagi benda yang nak ditengok. Again, tengah-tengah buat tu, my fren dah ready nak balik. Alamak, rupe-rupenya dah kul 10.20 and aku just suruh je dia balik dulu. Finally, when 2 male bosses whom still left in the dept wanted to go back, aku pun terpaksa akur dengan kehendak mereka. So I reached home around 10.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk rumah je lampu kat bawah dah tutup. Semua orang dah tdo..??? aik??? Biasenyer time cenggini k.lia or abg pa akan bertapa kat depan tv or depan laptop. Hhmm…maybe k.lia demam &amp;amp; abg pa belum balik lagi kot. Pastu si Gabby-yang-dah-tak-gemuk-ni sibok meow meow mintak makanan. Iissyy…aku g dapo sambil mulot bising membebel asal Gabby ni ngada-ngada sangat sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;“ko nih Gabby memilih makanan sangat! Tengok orang kat Africa tu! Tak de makanan tau! Ni mesti nak semua yang fresh. Pastu bile bagi tak reti-reti nak habiskan. Kucing lain yang makan. Bla bla bla bla…….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Abg Pa melontarkan suara yang agak kuat,&lt;br /&gt;“Sapa tuh??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, laa…mamat ni dah balik ke.. hhmmm..&lt;br /&gt;“hajar la”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu dia melontarkan suara yang berbunyi lega,&lt;br /&gt;“ooo…k”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naik atas, dah settle siap-siap, aku sambung buat keje plak. Sambil bukak tv. Kul 12, keluar berita Nightline. Tengak dok leka, aku dengar newscaster tu sebut,&lt;br /&gt;“Kejadian tembak menembak &amp;amp; beberapa orang telah terbunuh…bla..bla..bla.. di DAMANSARA KIM, PETALING JAYA”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, wut..????!!!!!! uih, biar betol!!!! Terbeliak mata aku pandang tv tu. Again I was saying to myself, Ya Allah, ni bile ni? Nasib la aku balik tak lalu jalan belakang. Sebab gelap sket kat situ. Aku lalu jalan depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni, aku pegi dengan mak to HUKM for her medical check-up routine. Sambil borak-borak tu, mak bukak citer pasal malam semalam dia dengar bunyi siren polis kuat sangat around 9.30. Half an hour lepas tu, dengar lagi. Aku cakap ngan dia patut la news kul 12 kluar citer ade orang kena tembak mati kat belakang rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah samapi rumah, adegan yang sama berlaku lagi.. eheh.. Kali ni to confirm with ahli lain dalam rumah tu pulax…poyos kan we all…… ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mak&lt;/strong&gt;: Lia, yang semalam kiter dengar siren ntah ambulans ke polis yang kuat tu memang ade kes la. Orang jahat tu terserempak dengan polis ronda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K.Lia&lt;/strong&gt;: Aaaaa….patut la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku&lt;/strong&gt;: Benda ni jadi biler sebenarnyer ni? Semalam ke 2 malam lepas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K.Lia &amp;amp; Mak jawab serentak&lt;/strong&gt;: Semalam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku&lt;/strong&gt;: Ooo ok. Alhamdulillah. Hajar actually nak balik dah around 9 sumthing tu, tapi tak jadi. eessyy..kalau tak dengan saya-saya kluar dalam news semalam. Eerr... Na'uzubillah. Anyway, dalam news sempat tunjok orang mati tuuuuuuuuuu…. Tapi dah kena tutup ngan platic hitam la.. eheh. Pastu keter Honda warna biru gilllerrrr remmmokk langgar pokok ke tembok ntah….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K.Lia&lt;/strong&gt;: Sape yang mati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku&lt;/strong&gt;: Bangla. Dia actually kena kidnapped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K.Lia&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh?? Bangla? kena kidnap? Kenapa orang nak kidnap dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku&lt;/strong&gt;: Ntah. Mak cakap orang tu nak rompak sebab mat bangla tu ada credit card. Kaya kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K.Lia&lt;/strong&gt;: Ekk? Habis orang yang kidnap dia tu sape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku&lt;/strong&gt;: Hmm..eerr…ntah. Orang m’sia kot. Bangsa tatau. Eh kak, ntah-ntah kan dua-dua ekor ni komplot sama sendiri. Last-last dua-dua kantoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K.Lia&lt;/strong&gt;: Habis, sape tembak sape ni? Yang mane satu orang jahat jadinyerrr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku&lt;/strong&gt;: A’ah ek. Cek pun tak taww. Sebenaqnya telinga cek jadi tak beghapa nak dengaq sangat apa oghang news tu dok habaq mai. Mata tu dok luweh tengoq gambaq tempat benda tu jadi… sori na.. eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaayyy…nak ceghita tu bukan main sungguh-sungguh. Tapi al-kisahnya sendighi pon tak paham…. Ghapla jingga tui aku ni!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4399052400637034234?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4399052400637034234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4399052400637034234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4399052400637034234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4399052400637034234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/ghapla-jingga.html' title='ghapla jingga!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6993365687755154036</id><published>2009-05-15T01:07:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:14:43.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Allahyarham Ahmad Syuzaimi Alham</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Until today, im still receiving emails narrating to Abg Mie or Mimie or Syuzaimi from our hikerz circle. It has been almost 2 weeks since the day we learnt about his death but everybody could still feel and smell of his dearly presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly recognised Abg Mie's face when we paid him a visit a week before his final farewell. He was bedded in a single room under the Intensive Care Unit where nurse presence is a must to be monitoring the ECG rate and all at every second passes by. He somehow looked smaller in the green hospital clothe wrapping around the body than i used to know him. His head was fully covered but according to our friend, apparently the chemos that he had undergone twice were causing him great hair loss. I was almost in tears looking at all the wires being sticked on to his chest, hands, the urine tube plus another one which had been inserted through the mouth for liquid foods or medication, i guess (fyi, he has been hospitalised for nearly 3 months so presumably his nerves fit for these purposes have all 'used').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, yes we were aware of his very-critical condition. Of course i could see it right in front of my eyes of how ill-looking he was after being put under the coma state. His families and friends have been alarmed on the almost-zero-chance and were advised to prepare for any outcome and contingency which has the possibility to incur along the way. All his doctors (3 specialists to be specific) dare not to put any word on his life. The percentage of oxygen gases were keep narrowing in the blood vessels which forcing him to face some serious breathing difficulties. Due to the reason, he was totally supported by a respirator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the time we visited him, his condition was reaching to a Leukaemia stage at no time as the disease has affects the bone marrow and lymphatic tissues. It appears that all cancers begin in cells, which make up blood and other tissues. Normally, cells grow and divide to form new cells as the body needs them. When cells grow old, they die, and new cells take their place. Sometimes this orderly process goes wrong and this was what happened to Abg Mie. His new cells form when the body does not need them, and old cells do not die when they should. Bone marrow produces abnormal white blood cells that eventually crowd out and eventually would superceed the count of other cells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 229px; display: block; height: 172px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336472802098578562" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sg71vVqehII/AAAAAAAAAiw/XrY1IfbBYII/s400/arwah+abg+mie+%26+sonny.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;arwah before he got coma later on the same day. beside him is Sonny (close friend)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nevertheless the shocking news has its impact until the time im writing this entry. I could still recall the poignant moment. It was a normal tuesday morning and i was rushing on the stairways to swipe off my office card and coincidentally i bumped into K.Yati. She looked at me and slowly gushed the words out. Simple and straight to the point - "Ja, Mie dah tak de.....".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah. Innalillahiwaiinailaihirajiun. My jaw dropped. My heart stopped beating as if the clock has halted its clicking. I cant believe my ears nor what i've just heard. Felt blur. My usual-hyper-talkative-mouth totally shut and was remained silence until i was able to convince myself that this is real. In my head, there was only 1 thing i could ever think of - how the wife &amp;amp; their little daughter (whose reaching 2 years old) are doing... I can only pray for Allah to grant them patients as big as mountain, calmness as compose as water and strength as brawny as metal; to endure this huge loss. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Last but not least, a tribute to Ahmad Syuzaimi Alham @ Abg Mie @ Mimie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOUs for......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;....our short friendship but its worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;....continued to be patient to stay right behind me when i was having some stupid shoe problem while going down from dabong.&lt;br /&gt;....not to mention your non-stop motivation - "tak per jar. tak per. kitaorang ade. ikut jer pace awak k. jangan rushing rushing".&lt;br /&gt;....helping us to ensure hikerz tdo mlm tak berlapar (i cud easily recall that moment).&lt;br /&gt;....lending your ears for our problems.&lt;br /&gt;....reaching out your hands to us.&lt;br /&gt;....being manusia yang tak kedekut ilmu langsung.&lt;br /&gt;....being such a patient &amp;amp; cool mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanya Allah yang mampu membalas ini semua (tak tertulis rasanya segala jasa-jasa arwah pada kami). Semoga rohmu dicucuri rahmatNya dan ditempatkan dikalangan orang-orang yang beriman. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatihah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6993365687755154036?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6993365687755154036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6993365687755154036' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6993365687755154036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6993365687755154036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/tribute-to-allahyarham-ahmad-syuzaimi_17.html' title='Tribute to Allahyarham Ahmad Syuzaimi Alham'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sg71vVqehII/AAAAAAAAAiw/XrY1IfbBYII/s72-c/arwah+abg+mie+%26+sonny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1993549711512521521</id><published>2009-05-10T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:23:19.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*biar miskin asal kaya hati*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SgbwU74Jo9I/AAAAAAAAAio/1RygGF0ldac/s1600-h/kaya+hati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334215051128185810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SgbwU74Jo9I/AAAAAAAAAio/1RygGF0ldac/s400/kaya+hati.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fantastic picture + great message = luv it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1993549711512521521?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1993549711512521521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1993549711512521521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1993549711512521521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1993549711512521521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/biar-miskin-asal-kaya-hati.html' title='*biar miskin asal kaya hati*'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SgbwU74Jo9I/AAAAAAAAAio/1RygGF0ldac/s72-c/kaya+hati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4838785517369490753</id><published>2009-05-09T12:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:38:15.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelupa.....'/><title type='text'>title: (hint - combine the RED alphabets into 1)</title><content type='html'>Pagi jumaat semalam saya ada bangun siket awal. Siap-siap, grab handphone + segala-gala benda &lt;a name="OLE_LINK2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK1"&gt;munasabah &amp;amp; tak mu&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;asabah masuk dalam handbag&lt;/a&gt;, then turun bawah. Memandangkan mase tu banyak naaa barang nak bawak turun, aku terpaksa masukkan home cordless phone dalam handbag coz dah tak cukup tangan nak pegang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;i konon plan nak gi ofis awal sebab nak kena tukar &amp;amp; iron tudung hijau yang lebih cun kaler dia..hehe. Idea yang paling tak tahan, aku siap bekal iron gi ofis ok! Ha! Masuk dalam paper bag lagi nyah! Yer &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;er nih ingat semalam &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Frida&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; kena pakai unipom! Since the whole week tu k.zura yang bertuah asyik la dok sibok suruh amik stock tudung kat kedai sebab dia tak sabar-sabar dah nak pakai hari jumaat ni! Aku siap ingat HR dept lupe nak send email reminder about today’s Greenday… Cewah! Ingat orang lain luper.. in&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fac&lt;/span&gt;t mase nak parking keter, terserempak ngan miza yang pakai baju pink! aiissyy, aku siap bagi signal tangan tan&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;e “mane baju hijau k&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;u???” Semangat aku..! Masalahnyer minah tu cam takde response. Instead, dia buat muke selamber dog &amp;amp; cam biase trademark sengih dia tuh. Aku cam pelik... K, mayb dia tak paham or blur kot pagi-pagi &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah sampai kat lift, bump into k.su plaks.. dia pun tak pakai baju hijau. Sekali lagi aku wat style inspector sahab, “baju hijau…? Mane?”. Muke aku kondifen! Aku plak sengih-sengih. The&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; k.su jawab, “Eh, ini hari &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;second&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Frid&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ay&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;la jar………….”. Ok, aku rase kali ni aku tak yah nak t&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;pe panjang-panjang la kan ekspresi wajahku macam mane kan…. lu pikir la sendiri! Gelak gelak jangan tak gelakkan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Tak pe. Aku masuk dept, ramai gak &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ang tertipu. Bagus. Ade geng. Aku pikir blasah jer la. Penat-penat bekal ir&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; ni, gosok je la. Lepas pilih tudung paling cun (konon………..), iron &amp;amp; trus pakai. Tujuan sebenar lagi satu nak advertise kaler nih…hehe. Marketing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last skali, mase nak bawak keluar segala barang-barang munasabah &amp;amp; tak munasabah dari handbag, aku ternampak &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bendasing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yang berwarna ke’silver’an. Asal ade 2 handph&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ne lak nih? Tengok-tengok, Ya Allah…..mengucap panjang aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam mane aku boleh terbawak phone rumah pla&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;k &lt;/span&gt;nih..??????!!!!???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupe-rupenye aku lupe nak bawak kluar dari handbag mase turun tangga tuh. Gosh! pelupenyer aku.. Tak habis lagi malu a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;u silap ingat hari unipom, ade plak lagi satu tragedi may menimpa pagi-pagi jumaat yang mulia nan bahagia tu. X-men betul!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4838785517369490753?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4838785517369490753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4838785517369490753' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4838785517369490753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4838785517369490753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/title-hint-combine-blue-alphabets-into.html' title='title: (hint - combine the RED alphabets into 1)'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3612265287593643217</id><published>2009-05-01T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:45:17.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OIAM 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winner'/><title type='text'>Tomok deserves it! (jangan gelak pls....)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SfsXlrx2niI/AAAAAAAAAic/jc_tJHY0vGs/s1600-h/thewinner_tomok_03_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330880520097537570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SfsXlrx2niI/AAAAAAAAAic/jc_tJHY0vGs/s400/thewinner_tomok_03_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! i cant believe myself shouting TOMOK! TOMOK! TOMOK! for countless times! (tak sangka begini jadinya aku...ahaks..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty amazing how u badly preferred this guy to win the 1 million ringgit especially when songs like "Sejarah Mungkin Berulang" and whatever songs brought by his tangkap-leleh-boy-band used to irritate your hearing system easily...huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now Tomok has totally transformed to a 1 cool musician who brings cool musics. i never knew he got so much talents as an artist. nice renditions la bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuh! RM 1,000,000.00 !! inilah namanya rezeki... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3612265287593643217?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3612265287593643217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3612265287593643217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3612265287593643217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3612265287593643217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow-i-cant-believe-myself-shouting.html' title='Tomok deserves it! (jangan gelak pls....)'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SfsXlrx2niI/AAAAAAAAAic/jc_tJHY0vGs/s72-c/thewinner_tomok_03_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7627901383526063366</id><published>2009-05-01T16:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:17:48.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accurate symptoms with its prognosis'/><title type='text'>Symptoms then and their Current Prognosis.</title><content type='html'>Remember when we were young? Life was so simple then...&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms and prognosis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Skippy heartbeat when you think of him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Ventricular fibrillation and Myocardial Infarction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Restless trembling of hands, feet and other body parts.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Parkinson's Disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Constant smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Bell's Palsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Absent mindedness, inability to focus on tasks at work or at home.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Early Onset of Alzheimer's Disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Weakening of knees and bursts of energy when he/she calls or comes over.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Multiple Sclerosis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Inability to stop thinking about him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Obsessive Compulsive Disorder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Bruising on neck, and other tender areas&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Leukemia (yang ni lawak tak hengat....wakakakaka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Benign Prostatic Hyperplasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Feeling that you can smell/hear/feel him/her when not in him/her presence.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms then: Love&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis now: Schizophrenia (hoho!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*gotten this from an email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7627901383526063366?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7627901383526063366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7627901383526063366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7627901383526063366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7627901383526063366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/symptoms-then-and-their-current.html' title='Symptoms then and their Current Prognosis.'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3774239700391063515</id><published>2009-04-25T09:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:43:25.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate'/><title type='text'>Aku semakin terus akui usia tidak semestinya menunjukkan kematangan.</title><content type='html'>Entry kali ni bukanlah tujuan untuk condemn dan mengaibkan sesiapa. Its more into questioning the so called Malaysians’ all-time slogan ‘Budi Bahasa Budaya Kita’ that has becoming unreflective and lack of its value from being embedded in our daily lives practicalities. Who to blame? Is it the slogan or the people? After diagnosing the cause, what’s next? Change the slogan? Or transform and educate the sickening human behavioural?&lt;br /&gt;Hhhmm…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the above, my brain initialized the signals to my hand which triggered me to write about this. It started of when my fren went to this wedding. I don’t want to mention the bride’s name &amp;amp; her family here as everybody might be knowing her celebrity sister. These couples were actually our juniors in high school and the groom is also a neighbour to my fren. Aku pun tak tau depa ni dok bercouple since skolah lagi &amp;amp; apparently they were destined to be together until now, Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the glamorous fancy mincy wedding gowns (or suits I must say) plus the whole set ups which blend along with its indonesian touches as that was the main theme for their wedding, still my interest was not belongs to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it belongs to the groom’s family. Particularly on his ‘pilot’ dad. I suppose its becoming our custom in every wedding to have marhaban or Quran reciting or at least a simple doa before the event officially starts. And this one was not excluded for having a front slot for it. The event started off really well and like any other wedding, there will be someone or maybe more who representing any sides of the groom’s or bride’s families, just to crack laughter with jokes, delivering nice &amp;amp; touching speech to the newly wedded couple, lovely slide shows or maybe some cool musical performances. All of these ‘colors’ are definitely needed to enlighten the wedding atmosphere so nobody will leave the place unexpectantly…huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in accomplishing it, there’s always a line to limit yourself from getting too ‘far’ and going out of the place even though it’s a tiny one. Unlike what happened, the groom’s father was actually had so much fun of entertaining people with countless of dirty jokes (which my fren cakap nak gelak pun cam tak kuasa nyer hai!..) that really left everyone with wide eyes opened and of course…disbelieves! It goes something like these:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Oh u know xxxxxxxx, im a pilot &amp;amp; so does my son. And lemme tell u something here, to please a pilot’s heart, u will just have to do it thru his stomach…or maybe ‘below’ the stomach!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…pastu gelak ha hu ha hu ha hu ha… tak per ni lepak lagi. Then he continued with more obvious ones - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“U know xxxx likes to play football…and also basketball…or maybe any sports involving balls but it might be smaller in size like a uh oh...golf ball?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And these idiot jokes have taken place for 15 minutes or more.&lt;br /&gt;Pastu dengan tibe-tibenyer he changes the topic to – Gen 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Well, pilot is usually picky when it comes to driving cars. Thrills and excitements being felt when our hands are steering well-manoeuvred engines just like how we handle the craft. Bla bla bla bla… However, sometimes we just have to use our Malaysia-made car, u know like the Gen 2. Gen 2 is good”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pastu ha hua ha hua hiha lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the emcee took over the stage, he was some sort like ‘helping’ to explain, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Untuk pengetahuan anda semua, Gen 2 yang dimaksudkan tadi ialah Janda Anak 2". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite! WTF?? Upon hearing the story, I was like… Aper cer la pakcik ni…?? Mabok ko apo? What was his motive in the first place? What he was actually trying to do? Giler tak lawak langsung dowh! I asked my fren, “Abih kau gelak jugak? How did xxxxxxxx reacts to it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fren jawab, “mule-mule tu aku cam senyum jer la coz the family members were standing near me, so kena cover sket. Lama-lama tu sangat menyampah lar! Aku tak tengok sangat kat pengatin coz aku duduk membelakangkan stage. I mean u have to behave accordingly la kan.. kita ni orang islam. I know him. His families are ok. Tak la plak aku sangka dia leh wat cenggini on his own son’s wedding. Aku yang malu tau tak jar…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku setuju - “Exactly! Ape? By doing that, it shows how liberal he is, is that it? Fine, most of your families are pilot. But seriously, SO WHAT?! Which part of it that has got to do with contaminating the pureness of a nuptial? For God sake, father si xxxxxxx tu dah la orang alim, family dia baik-baik. Even though u felt shamelessly nothing &amp;amp; totally out of guilt with what u did, at least just have some respects to your new extended family as in your OWN BESAN and the rest of the invitees la ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being funny is undeniably likeable and most people enjoy it very much. It looses the tense in the air. And to insert dirty jokes in between your speech is also acceptable in formal events like wedding but do it in a subtle &amp;amp; well-mannered way lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, the same thing had happened on his eldest son’s wedding. A well-planned powerpoint slides were being played. Guess what was the joke? Have you all heard or read anywhere about a story of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 daughters whom got married &amp;amp; the father would ask them every week how their hubbys are like. And each of them will give a simple answer that explains everything. Well the simplest would be a tagline la kan. The first 2 sisters gave taglines for Celcom &amp;amp; ape ntah...(sori, luper). When came the youngest one’s turn, she said, Kini, setiap hari, 7 kali seminggu – MAS’s tagline! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lelucon macam ni memang la takde menda sangat bile BACA SORANG-SORANG, but certainly not a wedding teaser! Memang sengaja nak jadi bahan la dey all ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my fren’s sis nyer statement, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;“I cant wait for the next wedding!” &lt;/span&gt;kui kui kui kui....;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3774239700391063515?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3774239700391063515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3774239700391063515' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3774239700391063515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3774239700391063515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/aku-semakin-terus-akui-usia-tidak.html' title='Aku semakin terus akui usia tidak semestinya menunjukkan kematangan.'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1803975907457709967</id><published>2009-04-13T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:13:31.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid FB quizzes'/><title type='text'>quiz yang suam-suam kuku best dia (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SeNWXPw3FKI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ebnY_nes_xQ/s1600-h/cdn.applatform.com.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324194141850506402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SeNWXPw3FKI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ebnY_nes_xQ/s400/cdn.applatform.com.htm" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ajis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajis atau Aziz lakonan Aziz Sattar memang sesuai dengan peribadi anda. Suka mengusik dan menyakat, tetapi manja dengan teman-teman rapat. Anda juga suka mengalah dengan member2, kalau naik beca tu anda takdahal nak duduk kat lantai beca tu. Anda suka memasak bila ada masa lapang, tetapi awas, kadang2 ayam yang anda masak boleh bertukar menjadi kayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1803975907457709967?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1803975907457709967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1803975907457709967' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1803975907457709967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1803975907457709967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiz-yang-suam-suam-kuku-best-dia-3.html' title='quiz yang suam-suam kuku best dia (3)'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SeNWXPw3FKI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ebnY_nes_xQ/s72-c/cdn.applatform.com.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1538648152680689827</id><published>2009-04-13T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:38:51.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid FB quizzes'/><title type='text'>quiz yang tak berapa nak pandai (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SeNcapxn_zI/AAAAAAAAAh8/wAnjoW83_nI/s1600-h/532879244_ee4d9fecb4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324200797442408242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SeNcapxn_zI/AAAAAAAAAh8/wAnjoW83_nI/s400/532879244_ee4d9fecb4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bisu dan Pekak!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahniah!!! Anda bakal memiliki seorang Ibu Mertua yang Bisu dan Pekak.. Jadi anda tak perlu bimbang untuk berkata kata dan tak perlu gusar untuk mendapat komen atau komplen dari mak mertua anda tu... ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1538648152680689827?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1538648152680689827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1538648152680689827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1538648152680689827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1538648152680689827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiz-bodo-2.html' title='quiz yang tak berapa nak pandai (2)'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SeNcapxn_zI/AAAAAAAAAh8/wAnjoW83_nI/s72-c/532879244_ee4d9fecb4_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7376056313416718952</id><published>2009-04-13T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:32:37.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid FB quizzes'/><title type='text'>quiz yang tak berapa nak pandai (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hajar took the &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=63753152964&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=966953fc1c930c41317d8bf1287fdb46&amp;amp;position=4&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1367310896:1:63753152964:::0:0::0::0::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1239638821:6d408b28cc67b23f7018b02b039f9a5a&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;" href="http://quiz.applatform.com/track/?i=311196&amp;amp;h=20fbb43767bccd91d6b4686686961cab"&gt;ADAKAH ANDA SEORANG LELAKI, PEREMPUAN ATAU PUN BAPOK?&lt;/a&gt; quiz and the result is &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=63753152964&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=966953fc1c930c41317d8bf1287fdb46&amp;amp;position=4&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1367310896:1:63753152964:::0:0::0::0::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1239638821:6d408b28cc67b23f7018b02b039f9a5a&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;" href="http://quiz.applatform.com/track/?i=311196&amp;amp;h=20fbb43767bccd91d6b4686686961cab"&gt;WOW!! SYABAS SYABAS!! ANDA SEORANG LELAKI SEJATI. KUAT DI DALAM DAN KUAT DI LUAR.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324214609786583186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SeNo-oxGOJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/sCwlH8rgRMw/s400/jamu+pria+sehat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIADA APA YANG BOLEH DIPERTIKAIKAN LAGI KERANA SEMEMANGNYA ANDA SEORANG LELAKI SEJATI. ANDA KERAS DI DALAM DAN KERAS DI LUAR. SUSUK TUBUH ANDA MENJADI KEGILAAN ANAK GADIS, JANDA DAN BAHKAN JUGA DUDA. LELAKI-LELAKI LAIN MEMANDANG ANDA DENGAN PANDANGAN YANG SANGAT TIDAK PUAS HATI KERANA KINI KEKASIH-KEKASIH MEREKA SUDAH MENJADI HAK MILIK MUTLAK ANDA. TETAPI BERHATI-HATI KERANA ANDA MUNGKIN BERPOTENSI UNTUK DIPUKUL DENGAN HELMET ATAUPUN SPANAR 14. PANDANG-PANDANGLA KE BELAKANG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7376056313416718952?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7376056313416718952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7376056313416718952' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7376056313416718952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7376056313416718952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiz-bodo-1.html' title='quiz yang tak berapa nak pandai (1)'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SeNo-oxGOJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/sCwlH8rgRMw/s72-c/jamu+pria+sehat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-2792474427229954101</id><published>2009-04-11T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:35:13.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamlaunyer 2008/09 closing'/><title type='text'>MELAMPAU!</title><content type='html'>Aku peeeeeennnnatttt/tired/letih/drained/capek/exhausted/dead-beat/worn-out/ sangat. This year’s financial end closing betul-betul mendera aku. Tertekan babe! Bayangkan tiap-tiap hari aku menatap menatang monitor tu 14-16 jam. Sekarang ni abg pa plak yang boleh balik awal dari aku..ha! kan pelik tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah sampai rumah, memang aku nampak katil je kat mata ni. Dah takde maknenyer nak online, update blog, check facebook,/frenster ke, ym ke, aku dah memang tak larat sangat. Banyak je sebenarnyer benda-benda nak tulis , tapi bile time nak tulis je, aku pikir ada baiknye aku tido. Just imagine kadang-kadang aku kena sambung kat rumah keje-keje tu walaupun balik dah lewat giler. Part ni paling menguji tahap iq tul! Hahaha…mane taknyer, naik pening kepala tahan ngantok,. Pehtu kepala non-stop tersengguk – tersengguk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang lagi klakar, nak potong kuku pun tak menyempat. ade sekali tu, aku kena kejar mase sebab banyak lagi yang tak settle for another closing. Tengah buat kejer, perut plak sakit. Tak boleh nak tahan lagi, aku bawak kertas yang aku tengah reconcile tu &amp;amp; pencil. Sambil ‘layan’ sambil buat kejer... time nak kire..alamak! calculator tak bwk. Hmm..terpaksa kire bahagi manual (mcm zaman darjah-darjah dolu)… huhu…poyo tahap keliwon tul aku nih..eheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes aku rase macam nak give up jer. Aku jadi macam tak mampu nak push myself further. Letih macam nak koma. I need a break. I need some vacation. A relaxing place kinda thing. Cuti budak-budak finance kena freeze berbulan-bulan because of this year end closing. So sekarang aku cam menyampah bile tengok department lain amik cuti. Ces…!! Jaga korang, account publish jer, aku amik cuti setahon!! Akan ku ‘spa’ &amp;amp; ‘sauna’ badanku ini….hhmpphh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time nyer year end memang melampau!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-2792474427229954101?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2792474427229954101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=2792474427229954101' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2792474427229954101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2792474427229954101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/melampau.html' title='MELAMPAU!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4318625310074339493</id><published>2009-04-05T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:01:33.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kasri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ishah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Ayah’s great passion of photography</title><content type='html'>Last weekend Abg Bis was looking for his pictures during his trip to mane ntah. During the searching, he found several mak’s &amp;amp; ayah’s albums which contained pictures from their college years, to the dating interlude, to the nuptials and to when the Kasri’s generation started grew bigger. Without any hesitance, I ran to join him. Jap lepas tu, everybody was there…:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m weirdly wondering how I didn’t know the existence of these pictures. Ade yang dah penah tengok, but most of them belum! I was caught between surprise and exhilaration. Both because I had to see how both of them found each other’s love, romantically involved, mak’s fashion sense (damn she was one &amp;amp;*% of a sexy lady!! *double wink*) during the retro years, rambut style VB okay!, how ayah held mak in his arm during their dancing nite, ayah painted himself to look like a zombie for one of their sketches (seriously macam rupe Labi mase nyanyi lagu ‘Aci Aci Buka Pintu’ in the P.Ramlee’s classic ‘Nasib Si Labu Labi), how mak can simply did a model-like pose while holding “an umbrella” (sangat hindustan okay!) on a beach sand (its amazing how the payung by any chance was happened to be just at the right time &amp;amp; place…hhmmm?? Suda preplanned ka?), K.Ti looking literally blur when she was surrounded with a huge doll and other toys during her first birthday party (perhaps she didn’t realised it at all), K.Ti, K.Da &amp;amp; Abg Pa during their hey-days plus countless of memorable and other “impressive” pictures lagi la...ahaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdipFlpZQJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/K13uJfthNpc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321188873208414354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdipFlpZQJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/K13uJfthNpc/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdipETbe-mI/AAAAAAAAAhE/I_3GgjCfIzs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321188851138361954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdipETbe-mI/AAAAAAAAAhE/I_3GgjCfIzs/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdipC_L3SRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/edr1UNcwkzw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321188828524267794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdipC_L3SRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/edr1UNcwkzw/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sdio_9tNvJI/AAAAAAAAAg0/nr1iiuzTonY/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321188776587672722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Sdio_9tNvJI/AAAAAAAAAg0/nr1iiuzTonY/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my siblings, sorry to mention this but im still sinking in a big pool of question marks of just how u all had the GUTS to allow yourselves in fitting your skinny body into those tight shirts paired with hot-pants and knee-length stockings at one go?? Not to forget the horrible loose tied pony tail and the abu-bakar-elah hair styles. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cudn’t stop laughing that I called K.Ti to share this with her. She was about to sleep before I rang her, but hearing to my excitement, both of us burst into big laughs. My ears cud hear as she was explaining to Abg Jijan, “they all ni tengah tengok album dolu-dolu…pastu gelakkan i..haha”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luv this moment. Full of funs! It resembles our close-knit. I must say that I am proud to be the daughter to Kasri and Ishah, little sister to Aswati, Ida, Papa and Lubis, in-law to Azizan, Rita and Azreen, auntie to Anwar, Nadia, Amir, Amin, Alysa, Iman, Akif, Umair, Shuhaib, Khadijah and baby Maryam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the people that meant everything to me (besides relatives and friends, of course!). You are my air to breath, my soul to live, my strength to strive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ayah, I miss u. Really do.&lt;br /&gt;May I take this opportunity to seek all moslem readers of lara_amani to recite Al-Fatihah for my late dad – Hj Kasri Ibrahim. Thank you and may Allah taala blesses u with your thoughts and kindness ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4318625310074339493?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4318625310074339493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4318625310074339493' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4318625310074339493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4318625310074339493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/ayahs-great-passion-of-photography.html' title='Ayah’s great passion of photography'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdipFlpZQJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/K13uJfthNpc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7168148253984994192</id><published>2009-04-04T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:45:05.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaid'/><title type='text'>Saturday's bustles...</title><content type='html'>This mornin’, me gotten up quite late. Qada’ for 1 week of sleep lacking…huhu. Felt like having the recently introduced KFC breakfast meal tu (hehe cam samdol…jadi bahan jer lepas tu), but since it was already near to noon, plan cancelled. Grab the phone &amp;amp; rang Ima for lunch. So we headed to the nearby Tropicana mall. After several rounds of looking for the right place to give our hungry crunch at halt, finally we actually stopped at …ta daaaa….teka rr….Kenny Rogers jer.. Boleh la tu…. Got ourselves few things at the Body Shop &amp;amp; Crocs. Ima la…slipar hilang 1 pair jer, but she brilliantly replaced it with 3 pairs... family’s protocol eh? Sketnyer poyo dowh ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gi Esso sat, Ima had something to settle there. Still sangap giler, we picked Sarah up at Yas’s &amp;amp; went straight to Desa Parkcity. Good idea since it had been a long time I didn’t lepak there. The last hang out that I cud remember was on my birthday nite…peh! Last year tu………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah got a theme for the first reception already, which we thank God for that… coz at this moment, minah tu really has no idea yet for baju nikah &amp;amp; receptions, make up, cards, theme for the second reception, number of items to be made for hantaran tak abis beli lagi plus other zillion things left to think when she only has 3 more months to settle everything..hhmmm.. pity her.. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, we’ll be wearing maroon insyaAllah. Ive asked ima to buy the materials as she’s leaving for Jakarta tomorrow. Also kain for Fatin’s wedding sumwhere in June. Aku kena jadi bridesmaid…again. Cet! Nasib shima’s engagement (which also planned to be held in this coming June) demands nothing but our presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am just wondering when is my turn to do the pick among our clan to walk me down the aisle…hhmmm….hope its not just a wishful thinking. Trying really hard to have a positive mind ‘ere ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7168148253984994192?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7168148253984994192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7168148253984994192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7168148253984994192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7168148253984994192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-bustles.html' title='Saturday&apos;s bustles...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-175190831118407742</id><published>2009-04-01T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:19:44.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nating tu du...'/><title type='text'>cheese!! oh sori... err.. say uuuuuhhhhhh (pouty lips)!</title><content type='html'>this is wut will happen when u got stucked in a jam...true story ok. *blagh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFrDEVOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/e-sBWLTeYFk/s1600-h/Untitled-1_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319707832495658210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFrDEVOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/e-sBWLTeYFk/s400/Untitled-1_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFjf1LvI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KHoSwinsBP4/s1600-h/Untitled-3_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319707830468816626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFjf1LvI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KHoSwinsBP4/s400/Untitled-3_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFWI2WhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/PmS3qWTlDdI/s1600-h/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319707826882763282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFWI2WhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/PmS3qWTlDdI/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFNC-cPI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ugX_G1YXozQ/s1600-h/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319707824442208498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFNC-cPI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ugX_G1YXozQ/s400/Untitled-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-175190831118407742?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/175190831118407742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=175190831118407742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/175190831118407742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/175190831118407742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheese-oh-sori-err-say-uuuuuhhhhhh.html' title='cheese!! oh sori... err.. say uuuuuhhhhhh (pouty lips)!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNmFrDEVOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/e-sBWLTeYFk/s72-c/Untitled-1_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4654658998452563648</id><published>2009-03-31T02:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:49:17.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30.03.09 - wut a day....'/><title type='text'>930am --&gt; Vitagen --&gt; Zombie --&gt; Constipate --&gt; House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNvfawMCDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dW-q8KV3qzo/s1600-h/P0104090011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319718170402752562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNvfawMCDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dW-q8KV3qzo/s400/P0104090011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yup. 9.30 was the time I clocked in today. I was 1 hour late to work. The moment I opened my eyes I heard mom was knocking on my door &amp;amp; asked me “tak keje ke hari ni?”. And I was like “ya Allah…keje! Im late!”. Sms my boss jap telling her that I’ll be late coz tak sedar langsung and apologized for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk ofis, check with Yanti ade orang carik tak – takde – GOOD! Check any urgent emails, sempat bukak yang work related ones jer. Baru nak bukak email yang noti-noti &amp;amp; kinky-kinky, banyak plak benda-benda lain mengacau. They all ni tau-tau je bile aku ade kat tempat tau. Nyampahss……. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319047733737968786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdENu3jMVJI/AAAAAAAAAeU/fKikhOyz108/s400/2179603915_6824614f3a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yup. Today, vitagen made me looked like a salesgurl. Iras-iras awek promoter kat Tesco pon ade gak. Citernyer, last Friday as I was on the phone with k.azwa asking her to clarify certain things (a very petty one but u kno la how small things cud make an inexperienced accountant’s life go haywire...buhsan!), the topic turned to Vitagen. WHY? HOW? SO? I kno. Sangat tiba-tiba kan… lek la, nak citer rr ni. K.azwa dapat beli vitagen murah – 15 bottles for RM10. Knowing that, mesti la aku nak order gak. Dah alang-alang aku order, aku pun war-warkan citer ni to my department. So I collected the order &amp;amp; today is its delivery. Dari proses mengangkut, ke proses menge’sort’ sape punyer, ke masuk dlm plastic, ke proses menjual extra bottles yang akak tu dah bawak, ke bawak naik trolley to my dept level, ke masukkan dalam fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it sounds ‘biar betik! baiknyer ko nak tolong buat semua ni…leceh jer, dah la keje tengah banyak tuh”, but that was when Allah taala gave me something in return. Kepala aku sket je lagi nak terhantuk dengan palang besi mase tengah jalan ke loading bay tu, Alhamdulillah sebagai asbab, aku sempat mengelak. Yanti was more than willing to help me from unloading to delivering the drinks (padahal dia tak order langsung tapi siap enjoy hepi hepi lagi..eheh). Kakak yang jual tu plak teramat la sportingnyer (K.Ila nama dia) and those who had no idea WTH all these vitagens were doing there, non-stop asking &amp;amp; pushing us to sell to them (ni kakak tu la yang best kan..aku tukang tolong je la..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhmmmm….mungkin setengah orang yang baca ni mungkin akan fikir – “tak de kena mengena pun!”. Its ok. But this was what I realized. My mom always taught me to relate between things that had happened/aftermath with what may cause it to happen. It’s a reciprocating concept. The simple idiom is better known as a blessing in disguise. Believing it, teaches me to be more relax &amp;amp; somehow more grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319046882130470530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdEM9TEJJoI/AAAAAAAAAeM/mX7wHImRKs8/s400/zombie+comel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yup. Bile aku tengok kat cermin petang tadi, peergghh! Muke giler tak siap…belum sempat aku nak tanya k.yati, dia dah sound dah – “Weh! Betul la….muke awak hari ni sebijik macam ZOMBIE!”. Including her, that was like 4th to 5th time I was being ‘zombiazed’ by people at the office man! Eerrrgghh…..i just cudn’t care less.. ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319046592223619234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdEMsbE9qKI/AAAAAAAAAeE/x7lyyqjLplE/s400/2568602710_ebaf5cb93e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yup. I hate this but to admit that im sooo having such a critical constipation (for couple of weeks already). Please dun ask me to eat banana or betik or whatsoever dat cud make my bowel movement easier. Tried everything but none worked for me. Julap je tak try lagi. Nak carik kat mane ek? Seng sei ke pharmacy ke kedai pak mat tepi simpang 3 tu yang ade jual? Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh……… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319046113084219634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdEMQiJOoPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Zy-52wFjWtQ/s400/3218811731_d488cdbb68_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah baby! Watching a one hell of an arrogant-misanthropic medical genius-effortlessly handsome-egoistic-bad mouthed-naughty-matured-teaser-deep thinker-hard ass- professional doctor is definitely made my day. Today’s episode was one of the best so far in season 5. Two thumbs up for both – the disease diagnosis as well as the side story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like this line so much: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;House: C’mmon! U need to give me a phone call. Im a doctor. When sumone is calling u up to 3 times, it shows somebody is dying. So which one u think is more important?? (faking it!)&lt;br /&gt;Police: huh! isn’t there any better doctor to do that for u…? (sounded cynically)&lt;br /&gt;House: u’ll be surprise to know it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahaha!!!! My all time fave la… cudnt live without it. Im House-addicted! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4654658998452563648?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4654658998452563648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4654658998452563648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4654658998452563648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4654658998452563648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/yup.html' title='930am --&gt; Vitagen --&gt; Zombie --&gt; Constipate --&gt; House'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SdNvfawMCDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dW-q8KV3qzo/s72-c/P0104090011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-8309999713733758219</id><published>2009-03-27T23:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:07:01.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth hour 2009'/><title type='text'>lets 'earth hour' @ 8.30pm tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hari hari makan julap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jom sama-sama gelap! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317906438996505298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Scz_uxUmMtI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XIe253rjvVs/s400/3271594370_147ee3558e.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8309999713733758219?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8309999713733758219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8309999713733758219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8309999713733758219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8309999713733758219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-earth-hour-tomorrow.html' title='lets &apos;earth hour&apos; @ 8.30pm tomorrow!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/Scz_uxUmMtI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XIe253rjvVs/s72-c/3271594370_147ee3558e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4819621018437036345</id><published>2009-03-25T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:00:10.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letih'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zikrullah'/><title type='text'>lara letih... amani penat... hajar???</title><content type='html'>Lately ni memang rase letih sangat. Workflow macam ombak, tak habis habis. Nak tak nak kena slalu balek lambat. But the thing which made me realized that working late is acceptable, not cool but kinda okay (tolong jangan kaitkan aku dengan workaholic...a BIG NO!), was dat, mase dok tengah layan wat keje ade salah satu malam tu, aku rase tenang sangat. Rilex je buat keje. Kepala tak serabot. The phone was quiet. The only sounds filled the air was sounds that coming from maliq &amp;amp; da’essentials cd. I didn't kno exactly why but I felt so calm… so contented. Pace keje jadi smooth jer. Obviously la kot coz time ni tak de ‘side disturbance’… huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhmmm….bile nak balik, aku akan bawak selaju mungkin. Satu, sebab traffic-free. Dua, sebab aku ni tak suke drive, so bile bawak laju, cepat sket sampai umah. Tiga, drive slow ngantok la….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i got home, terase kudrat macam habis diperah. Penat betul. Mase ni la aku teringat kisah puteri kesayangan Rasulullah saw, Saiyidatina Fatimah. She was asking her dear father was there anything she could do as she was all alone in carrying out the over-flowed house chores that she has no strength left. The daily job seems to drain all her sweats. Upon listening to Fatimah’s despair, Rasulullah saw taught her to put into practise (istiqamah) of a great zikrullah – &lt;strong&gt;33x Subhanallah, 33x Alhamdulillah &amp;amp; 34x Allahuakbar&lt;/strong&gt;. Perform it faithfully, by God’s will, all your burden will be at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, it works like miracle ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4819621018437036345?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4819621018437036345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4819621018437036345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4819621018437036345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4819621018437036345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/lara-letih-amani-penat-hajar.html' title='lara letih... amani penat... hajar???'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-8620238802758808693</id><published>2009-03-24T23:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:41:54.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jericho rosales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carmen soo'/><title type='text'>bahagianyer kat ofis sekarang</title><content type='html'>hehe...now i have a very clear objective of going to the office every day!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berdebar-debar nak tunggu sampai kul 12.30 tu. aissyy.... gerak mesti pantas! nak kena cop meja depan tv! nak beli lunch lagi. jadi tak boleh nak lenggang kangkung lagi. kalau tak camne nak maju??!? hehe... sekarang aku tengah follow citer kat tv2 (ye la pantry ofis mane ade astro!! tv gomen je la bole nak layan pun..). tajuk citer "&lt;strong&gt;THE TWO OF US&lt;/strong&gt;". citer malaysia + filipin, about 2 people being in love which surrounded with millions of conflicts. and cam biase kena halang ngan family la, anak orang kaya nak kat orang miskin, lari dari rumah &amp;amp; banyak la adegan-adegan hindustan dia tu. stock yang tembak 10x tapi tak mati tu. sebelah tangan siap tengah pelok gurlpren lagi. hero yang tembak la katakan. aku tak heran benda-benda tu semua. yang aku terover excited nak follow sebab hero dia! si 'pangako sayo kobes' tu belakon. ehemmmmmm...............teruja la i. ahaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suke! suke! suke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SckJuGXQG5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/KxLMJfbZwTQ/s1600-h/KIS-OFFICIALPOSTER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316791522674350994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SckJuGXQG5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/KxLMJfbZwTQ/s400/KIS-OFFICIALPOSTER.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8620238802758808693?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8620238802758808693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8620238802758808693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8620238802758808693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8620238802758808693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/bahagianyer-kat-ofis-sekarang.html' title='bahagianyer kat ofis sekarang'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SckJuGXQG5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/KxLMJfbZwTQ/s72-c/KIS-OFFICIALPOSTER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1951174331412085521</id><published>2009-03-23T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:51:02.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terlepas maliq and the essentials'/><title type='text'>sunburst '09</title><content type='html'>kejadian malam semalam...&lt;br /&gt;ku terima sms...&lt;br /&gt;ku jadi sedih...stress...terkilan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bla bla bla&lt;/span&gt;, i kat concert sunburst 09. td nidji. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;maliq n essntl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pun ada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;H : seriously?? jealous!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bla bla bla bla&lt;/span&gt; ... ces..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A : serius. best. tmpt besar. selesa. layan.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bla bla bla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;H: hmmphh..x suke! x suke! x suke! ;( best x maliq td? uwwaaaa!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A : pergh. budak prmpuan kat sblh siap ternganga mulut la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;H : eeii..skait ati jgk la dgr...record x? mesti x kan... ;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A : tak..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;H : &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bla bla bla...&lt;/span&gt; sape nyanyi skrg?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A : nerd. pasni korn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;H: uih..! k la. x nak citer lg. jd stress. nak type pon x mampu dah.. ;(&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yang seterusnya tak payah la nak citer kat sini eh....cukup untuk yang berkaitan dengan topic sahaja yer...harap maklum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku terkesima...&lt;br /&gt;aku stress lagi...&lt;br /&gt;sambil batinku menjerit - NAK TENGOK MALIQQQQQQQQQQ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;diikuti dengan zahirku yang menangis sakit hati...isk isk isk isk isk.......&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1951174331412085521?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1951174331412085521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1951174331412085521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1951174331412085521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1951174331412085521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunburst-09.html' title='sunburst &apos;09'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4356298370951073834</id><published>2009-03-23T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:25:41.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latest layout from lara amani'/><title type='text'>Here comes the NEW lara amani...!!</title><content type='html'>pheewwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after several attempts of choosing the rite layout, finally i've picked up this one. just couldnt resist all the spiral/abstract features lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone of u had your sight on this blog around 8pm, u surely saw a different kind of layout. aku actually minat yang tu coz it has unique looks, design pun cun &amp;amp; of course free. but when it comes to the editing part, mak datok.....sakit kepala dibuatnya. it was designed for wordpress blog. tapi agak pelik jugak asal script wordpress tak sesimple blogspot layout? hhmmm... last-last, sebab tak kuasa dah nak layan, i opted for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis citer... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opppss, luper the most important part. a zillion thanx to all respondees! unanimous answer tuh... adei. rupe-rupenye korang menyampah eh...hahaha... ok gak aku buat poll kan.. nak buat lagi rr..huhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4356298370951073834?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4356298370951073834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4356298370951073834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4356298370951073834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4356298370951073834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-comes-new-lara-amani.html' title='Here comes the NEW lara amani...!!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6762745901401568943</id><published>2009-03-15T22:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:35:59.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new layout or not'/><title type='text'>Please Vote for Should I or Shouldn't I ?</title><content type='html'>Im actually getting a bit frustrated with this blog layout as pictures posted here seems to be a bit &lt;u&gt;indistinct,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;unclear&lt;/u&gt; and definitely &lt;u&gt;uncool&lt;/u&gt;. i have to admit sometimes there were due to the picture quality itself, but the main reason why it happens is because of the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'orange spiral'&lt;/span&gt; features. how i wish it supposed to be the main attraction for this blog. instead it became bothering objects shadowing in each &amp;amp; every posted pictures or videos which i understand a very eye-disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u as my readers give a poll here :&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOULD I CHANGE THE LAYOUT &lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/strong&gt; or&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOULD I JUST REMAIN AS WHAT IT IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx in advance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy polling everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6762745901401568943?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6762745901401568943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6762745901401568943' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6762745901401568943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6762745901401568943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-vote-for-should-i-or-shouldnt-i.html' title='Please Vote for Should I or Shouldn&apos;t I ?'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7865727151278644339</id><published>2009-03-15T01:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:52:46.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liverpool vs MU at Old Trafford'/><title type='text'>Liverpool won in all season's most anticipated match</title><content type='html'>wut a shame! being a loser at your own home is a serious criminal i must say. hahaha.... tu la. lain kali jangan berlagak sangat. ni poyo tak hengat. tengok style liverpoolians, chill jer. relax...tapi sekali blasah 4 gol trus. well 4 goals are good enuff for now....should reserve the rests for EPL final though ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade ke budak-budak ofis yang kemaruk team eksen ni, bukan setakat kutok-kutok liverpool dalam email, siap edit-edit gamba ape bagai la (...style orang dengki memang cenggitu...aku paham sangat) &amp;amp; yang paling aku hangin skali siap bagi borang transfer club..! ca ya nun alip beng tul! hai....memang la orang berdosa ni Allah balas cash jer... huhu. apa-apa pun tenang aja ya pak... lets see how these clips would affect your emotions.. tak yah la buat mulot ternganga cam tu.. nak borang transfer club ker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to MU fans, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"BERSEDIA ATAU TIDAK, KAMI BOLOS SAJA GOL ITU!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Torres put an equaliser for the reds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="viddler" height="293" width="437" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="11562"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="7752"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.viddler.com/simple_on_site/12f0311c"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.viddler.com/simple_on_site/12f0311c"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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&lt;embed src="http://www.viddler.com/simple_on_site/47138e93" width="437" height="293" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" name="viddler"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sleeping with a big grin man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7865727151278644339?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7865727151278644339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7865727151278644339' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7865727151278644339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7865727151278644339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/liverpool-won-in-all-seasons-most.html' title='Liverpool won in all season&apos;s most anticipated match'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1263674440515588913</id><published>2009-03-12T22:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:46:39.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sangap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buhsan'/><title type='text'>- - - topicless - - -</title><content type='html'>bercakap ni meletihkan sebenarnyer...walaupun untuk orang yang banyak mulot cam aku nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni agak meletihkan coz today is the account submissions dateline. dengan tak habis-habis nak menallykan seringget tujoh ploh semilan sen tuh jer, ditambah plak dengan nak xplain tu ni, eeiii habeh jugak la buih aku bercakap. mulot aku ni kalau tak dicontrol oleh mind aku, dia awal-awal dah sound tak larat nak produce saliva enzyme lagi. jaw aku ni dah cramp tau tak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tau. tapi terpaksa cakap. kang tak cakap, cemane nak discuss. nak pakai sign language tak pandai plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni, malam je ade &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;syndrome baru&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, iaitu:&lt;br /&gt;- dalam bahasa greek sempadan lithuania barat, dipanggil &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"cronically &amp;amp; insanely bored"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- dalam bahasa sanskrit dewa kepala hotak sakti, disebut sebagai &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"sangap berpuaka"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- dalam bahasan ibunda kita pula, dikenali sebagai &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"buhsan tahap iguana hijau"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eessyyy.... dah la mata susah nak dipejam. adei... pokemon tul. macam mane fon ku berbunyi pon, lepas letak tu, jadi boring balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akenna.... aku memang boring je dengan perasaan boring aku ni. nak je aku boring dia sekali. baru dia tau...sape boring sape tak! ha..! boring aku ni kalau dia boring lagi, siap. aku kalau dah boring sekali, memang boring trus. boring ati je layan. kalau tak layan, lagi boring. kalau tak boring, lagi layan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr....aku dah sampai mane ni??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1263674440515588913?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1263674440515588913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1263674440515588913' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1263674440515588913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1263674440515588913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/topicless.html' title='- - - topicless - - -'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6081197323252134097</id><published>2009-03-09T23:32:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:30:15.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janda Baik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zaini Guest House'/><title type='text'>hari-hari gumbira &amp; seronot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;28th Feb – 1st Mar was my weekend away from KL. It was actually a hikerz gathering which my officemate was the one who responsible in bringing me in...huhu. i was nearly cancelled the plan of joining them, but rethinking of it, why not? Getting away from KL’s hecticness, relaxing myself from the work stresses, expanding my networking and few other reasons which made me feels “aahhhh! Pegi je la......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soon as we (k.yati, k.yaya &amp;amp; i were car-pooled) reached Zaini Guest House (ZGH) @ Janda Baik, i was amazed with the breathtaking panorama. The place is soooo nice. There was a cool flowing river in ZGH’s district. So u won’t see publics swimming/lepaking/picnicking along the river which makes it among the cleanest river I’ve ever seen...hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311226584376337010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVEcDtc4nI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PkP4jE2TCxs/s400/P2282617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311232489216829794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVJzw9IaWI/AAAAAAAAAak/6odxEzqdgeQ/s400/P2280693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311226588651112002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVEcTooxkI/AAAAAAAAAaE/N08Ewsw5SU4/s400/P2282625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that makes us ternganga @ terpelik @ termimpi-mimpi @ terngiang-ngiang di mata was a freaking BIG macho rooster full of pride with its forwarded chest, walking steadily in front us (that we were nearly said “ampun tuanku” tau tak!) and coo-coo-ing as if he wants to tell us that this is his place and no one could ever buat kacau kat sini! I know this sounds ridicuous &amp;amp; bangang giler but seriously our eyes were entirely glued on the rooster’s machoness. Peerrggh! Ayam paling hensem penah aku jumpe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311221327189221586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbU_qDKXoNI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/YVY107nPzSY/s400/P2282561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon as everybody were there, the games started. It was FUN! Full with laughter, team work (even though some of us just met each other), giler-giler, lawak bodo, cute funny faces and the most important thing is everybody’s participation. Kids were having so much fun along with the adults. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311255253765348082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVeg1gcWvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/EE9nz6V9R-8/s400/P2282594.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(from left): shaz, kamal &amp;amp; abg zaini (towkey lor..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311221307705728434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbU_o6lJHbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/jq7E2u6irXQ/s400/P2280740.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311253619648250866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVdBt8kQ_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/wbd9v2hcxF8/s400/P2280808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nite we had bbqs! Kambing dia sedap yang amat ok! Among the delicacies were ikan bakar (which were just caught after the game...memang la fresh giler kan..yummy!), chicken wings, meats, tapioca, mee hoon, bubur jagung, fruits &amp;amp; ape ntah lagi. Sesungguhnya sangap habeh lepas muntah kedarah tu...adei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311226604944500178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVEdQVSJdI/AAAAAAAAAaU/wmLeyMllXRE/s400/P2283006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311257002827735666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVgGpRaYnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rxU2lXX30MQ/s400/P2283024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kok rakus sekali! makanan trus nggak dapat dilihat lagi nih... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the makan-makan, Abg Zaini &amp;amp; the band entertained us by performing live! Mase mule-mule dia ajak join on the stage, everybody was malu-malu poyo. Menyampah kan........ but one by one showed their singing skills. By 1am, many of us got tired &amp;amp; went back to their house/hut/tent/open-air-dorm. Except for those yang kemarok mic @ lepas gian @ mic-addict, plus with the never-stopped-cheering-fans (termasuk aku la sbb takot nak masuk tent sorang-sorang, so no choice join je la...hehe) still got ourselves hang in there. Band yang jamming pun tak hengat dunia playing their musics, until K.suria (abg Zaini’s wife) asked them to end it...haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311221318162397858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbU_phiNOqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/J2Yf7XynA5I/s400/P2280862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But before he put a full stop that nite, they played a famous song by Santana (Mexican version). Mase ni everbody were enthusiastic teramat. Haram tak paham &amp;amp; of course tak hapal pon, tapi excited dia lebey dari yang main music. Hoho! Sibuk ngekot tang chorus dia...tu pon “ya dei ya dei”. adei! Sedar je poyo tapi biar lar....! Soon we finished that song, sape ntah sound “woo! Kater nak stop, ni suda bikin panas ni!”. So we actually requested for a final one... tau lagu aper diaorang bagi?? GEYLANG SI PAKU GELANG! Ado! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(tak leh nak upload video la..asyik fail jer..huh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the music wrap, we headed back to our sleeping places. Tibe-tibe we all TERborak plak.. pastu ade yang TERbuat air milo plak. Hhmmpph..makin panjang la topicnyer. Tergelak, terguling, terlalak, semua ade. Up to da extend dat a history-maniac duk bercerita pasal hikayat hindu Ramayana. Damn! You are sooo ramayanian la abg combat! Dont be mad with me pleashh... Kuasa Sakti Kepala Sinta!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next morning, after breakfast, juga dengan TAK SENGAJA, there were 7 of us + 4 guides (suku sakat abg Zaini gak) went to kaki gunung Nuang for waterfalls! Yeay! We spent like 45 minutes wetting ourselves there, then backed down again. Didnt wanna be late as we got to check out at least by 3pm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311253621804376754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVdB1-oIrI/AAAAAAAAAbc/h7c_gl7L4nU/s400/P3010893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311221316235236322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbU_paWvE-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/a588kLnAQzE/s400/P3010998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we started to go down, we heard a loud BANG! I thot someone had hit his/her hunting animal so aku buat dek je la. And i was actually forgot that 1 of the guides had armed himself a rifle (senapang patah). We proceed our journey and Alhamdulillah managed to reach the rest house by 2 sumthing (kalau tak silap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...here comes the major part of this whole entry. Guess wut actually happened when sumone triggered the loud sound?? We were almost attacked by a famous carnivore...T.I.G.E.R. Hhmmm...im not joking. Apparently, that thing was stalking us by very near. The person who holds the rifle (we all pangge dia Dat) was the most front as he needed to check our path safety &amp;amp; suddenly he heard sumthing walking which sounds like daun-daun bergeseran. That was when he thot “kalau benda ni belakang aku, and track ni plak berbatu, budak-budak ni sure tak sempatnyer” and without waiting another sec, he pulled the trigger. Abg combat too kinda realized that sumthing not right is about to happen. He actually smelt sumthing nasty. Tiger does smelt ‘hanyir’. In fact worst than a goat. Another guy, Terence also saw sumthing walking within the trees. He thot it was nothing &amp;amp; just kept himself quiet until we safely arrived to our base. According to Dat, the meat eater was almost 7-foot long. Gosh, feels like escaping from a death row...fuh! Our biggest gratitude to Allah taala for saving us. ALHAMDULILLAH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6081197323252134097?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6081197323252134097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6081197323252134097' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6081197323252134097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6081197323252134097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/hari-hari-gumbira-seronot.html' title='hari-hari gumbira &amp; seronot'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SbVEcDtc4nI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PkP4jE2TCxs/s72-c/P2282617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-301140204330530074</id><published>2009-03-07T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:13:10.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its march again...</title><content type='html'>hectic &amp;amp; annoyed are the meanings of march for me. simply because its audit time....again. how do i escape from this freaking process over &amp;amp; over again. letih la wei... we're getting audited thru out the year, u kno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) internal auditors (24/5)&lt;br /&gt;2) external auditors (at least 3 months to cover pre, current &amp;amp; post audits)&lt;br /&gt;3) bank negara auditors (aku rase macam dah 1/2 tahun dorang stationed kat ofis tu...adoi!)&lt;br /&gt;4) syariah auditors (nasib ni yang paling sekejap)&lt;br /&gt;5) ISO observer (hehe...ni bagus. dulu tiap2 hari aku tengok muke korang. now no more rr? good!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally OK for u to pick any sample dat u want, any document that u need, interview us on anything that u wanna kno but really NOT OK when i have to do the dirty dive jobs to find all the sources. crap..crap..crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-301140204330530074?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/301140204330530074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=301140204330530074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/301140204330530074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/301140204330530074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-march-again.html' title='its march again...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-2388556222352289304</id><published>2009-02-25T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:17:19.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><title type='text'>aku punya imaginasi</title><content type='html'>sampai ofis awal coz mata dah tak ngantuk lepas subuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni rase macam selesa &amp;amp; excited sebab...hhmm...ntah..pasal pakai baju yang relax kot. tak pe la, forget dis part coz aku pon tak paham kenapa aku rase selesa semacam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letak bag, on pc, amik mug, straight went to the cafe. perut rase kenyang tapi beli je la kueh coz maleh nak melantak lunch. lepak kat pantry jap. pau mee bandung Yan...yucks..tak dap! dah kembang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat meja tu ade la my few other frens lagi. aku tengah cakap pasal ape ntah. tapi cam biase la kan ngarut je banyak aku nih. pehal ntah aku pagi ni excited nak bercakap. biase aku tunggu kul 10 lebey ke baru aku nak panas enjin &amp;amp; exercise jaw aku nih. wutever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah abeh aku cakap tuh, Yus sound, "hahaha..amenda la ko hajar! ntah ape-ape ngarut. subject kecik jer, ko citer sketnyer jauh! dasyat tul imaginationg (minah ni oghe ganu) ko..hihi". Aku jadi BLUR jap. eh? aku cenggitu eh? lor... all of a sudden i felt ashamed of myself. apsal? tok sah tanye! its unexplanainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah stat la otak pikir ntah ke mana. buatnyer orang lain annoyed ke dengan bebelan aku diketika otakku tengah cam belacan. adei.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually masuk ni, dah berapa kali orang cakap, "uih! imaginationnn..dahsyat tul!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm...memang la. i just cant stop myself from keep on thinking things. stop sekejap. pastu sambung balik. aku ingat benda ni normal. tapi bile aku tanye orang lain, dorang tak cenggini pon. aissyy...ni dah masuk kes unique nih..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pikir-pikir balik, dah aku dilahirkan dengan imagination taraf spielberg. nak buek camno kan.. so, sori pada sape-sape yang rase nak lempang je bile aku tak reti-reti nak tup mulot. eesyy...korang kena ingat, tak de orang cam aku, tak meriah idup tau! ha..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanti aku dah tak de, baru nak rindu-rindu. blah la! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-2388556222352289304?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2388556222352289304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=2388556222352289304' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2388556222352289304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2388556222352289304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/aku-punya-imaginasi.html' title='aku punya imaginasi'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-448562145108598888</id><published>2009-02-25T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:38:19.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yuna and the Band'/><title type='text'>Coolest Indie Band Around!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SaQjS-38tDI/AAAAAAAAAYM/I8aArtFVvwA/s1600-h/yuna+%26+the+band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306405069971567666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SaQjS-38tDI/AAAAAAAAAYM/I8aArtFVvwA/s400/yuna+%26+the+band.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hardly pulling my ears away from listening to Yuna.... they are so irresistable! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yuna is a one extraordinarily talented indie band performing around KL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The singer has such a superb &amp;amp; lovely voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess Yuna ni banyak influenced by Corrinne B Rae &amp;amp; Norah Jones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go &amp;amp; get her (i mean the band's) EP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their musics are super captivating! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Among the hot ones are:- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Dan Sebenarnya ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Deeper Conversation ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Backpacking Around Europe ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Cinta Sempurna ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Missing Star ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Peer Pressure ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! By purchasing their EP, u r donating RM1 for Gaza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306743323285108642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SaVW76qVt6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/4u0LjFIs0Hs/s400/yuna+ep.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(credit: pic was 'cilok'ed from jazzpoet's blog...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: eheh..aku plak beriye2 nak promote ni apsal..? suka kan.....;p bukan aper, mesmerized babe dengar suara minah ni. pure. unique. jarang nak dengar lagu camni kat m'sia. at first aku mati-mati ingat indon..hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-448562145108598888?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/448562145108598888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=448562145108598888' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/448562145108598888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/448562145108598888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/coolest-indie-band-around_2839.html' title='Coolest Indie Band Around!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SaQjS-38tDI/AAAAAAAAAYM/I8aArtFVvwA/s72-c/yuna+%26+the+band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7406721733605463646</id><published>2009-02-24T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:42:48.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tudung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tinted mosturizer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benefit'/><title type='text'>Ter................ (tak sengaja..hehe)</title><content type='html'>Last saturday, i was asked by Bahi to accompany her shopping @ jalan TAR. At first i was kinda surprised since we have not been going out ever since she got married. And now she already has 3 kids at home! Can u imagine how long we did not have our girls day/nite out.... perghh, giler lamer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out EARLY in the morning.. beriyer poyo ni cari tudung. Semata-mata tu. hihi. Makcik ni konon planned to "survey' and buy the most popular current tudung (yang named after bini mawi tu..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, i had no plan of buying anything. Tapi tu lah kalau namenyer feremfuan, akan ter.... jugak lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Bahi lagi histerical, from her car to a shop, tudung lain. Lepas kitaorang ter.....labur kat situ, bahi &amp;amp; i changed to our newly bought tudung. hehe. biase! then, we walked to Ariani, gedebak gedebuk ter.......perangkap jugak dengan tudung-tudung yang tak leh tido rr kalau tak beli tu. Si Bahi tukar lagi tudung lain plak lagi. macam tudung pakai buang pun ade aku nengok! from Ariani, we walked back using the same path. Singgah lagi kat kedai first tadi. Ingatkan dah cukup beli tudung keramat ni, rupe-rupenyer magic dia memang dahsyat rr..! Kitaorang boleh ter......beli lagi sepasang. ya Allah. mase ni aku macam tutup mata jer seluk duit dalam purse...arrgghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudung punyer pasal... along the jalan TAR, Bahi was nearly gotten herself buying a COTTON BAJU KURUNG..!! hahahahaha... ape saje la minah ni. Finally, she let it go.. phew! Singgah lagi boutique tepi-tepi tu kan, aku ter.....rembat sluar plak. Skin socks pun jadi gak. huhu. Lagak we all tak lain tak bukan, macam orang baru menang judi. Woooo!!! Choii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way tu, Aznil &amp;amp; Din Beramboi ade kat depan sogo. ERA had this donation drive, so i wanted to see Din Giler tu + nak gak tengok muke Aznil balik dari haji nih..hehe. Dah sampai kat depan pintu Sogo tu, tak kan nak lalu jer.. musti la kena masuk. Pulak ade bunting 70% clearance sale. Aduh! Kitaorang masuk, naik sampai atas, tak ade ape yang menarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku baru jer nak tarik nafas lega sebab berjaya tahan nafsu tengok barang-barang murah, tup tup ade amoi cun ni dok kat depan counter Benefit. Aku memang dah lamer dok usha pressed powder Stage or Benefit or ape-ape je la. Aku pusing kat amoi tu, aku tanye how much. Alamak! Menyesal aku tanya coz harga dia not bad, and i kno Benefit products are quite good. Betapa tak kebalnya purse aku, aku ter.......goda gak la dengan tinted moisturizer dia. Tengok! Nak lain, beli lain. Adussss............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306358232400522834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SaP4srUz7lI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pveJyguUSls/s400/jalan2+habis+duit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ni la barang-barang yang kastam macam aku ni rampas... huh! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;masa jalan ke keta tu, memang dah tak pandang kiri kanan dah, straight jer. sakit la kitorang nih. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306358232823281442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SaP4ss5mtyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/XNoe_4nP2K0/s400/P2102090000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tired...but happy! ;D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7406721733605463646?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7406721733605463646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7406721733605463646' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7406721733605463646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7406721733605463646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/ter-tak-sengajahehe.html' title='Ter................ (tak sengaja..hehe)'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SaP4srUz7lI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pveJyguUSls/s72-c/jalan2+habis+duit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-5636426420878639544</id><published>2009-02-20T23:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:29:00.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surfing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>3iga orang dengan 3iga skrin</title><content type='html'>betapa harmoninya kitaorang kat rumah. tak de berebut-rebut walaupun semua berada dalam satu persegi yang sama... amacam...terror tak? huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak caya?? tak per! hhmmm...tengok ni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abang aku dengan dvd dia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304913382155426594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZ7WnUuXGyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/xz85elwsTjk/s400/20022009796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat tepi tu, aku dengan internet surfingnyer la, music la, hape la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304913887844297746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZ7XEwj-7BI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ilw4ovClrh0/s400/20022009797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another section of the house plak, k.lia dengan movie omputeh dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304913391327141362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZ7Wn25EXfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/OgjsqMoHHH4/s400/20022009795-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak kat atas dah syok bermimpi..hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak dinafikan memang la agak bising.. tapi paling kurang pun, we all wud ask each other "kuat tak?".. and each of us wud reply, "a'ah, pelan sket..". tu jer.. pastu sambung balik activity masing-masing dengan gembiranya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-5636426420878639544?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5636426420878639544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=5636426420878639544' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5636426420878639544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5636426420878639544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/3iga-orang-dengan-3iga-skrin.html' title='3iga orang dengan 3iga skrin'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZ7WnUuXGyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/xz85elwsTjk/s72-c/20022009796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4673949808174920708</id><published>2009-02-20T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:26:04.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawak ntah hape hape'/><title type='text'>drama sebabak by my sayangs....</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SCENE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenek : kenapa umair tak bawak shuhaib &amp;amp; dijah datang kl? sian diaorang kena tinggal..&lt;br /&gt;Umair: mane tau! diaorang kan anak mak dia.... (muke innocent giler nih!)&lt;br /&gt;Nenek : ??????? mak dia?&lt;br /&gt;Umair : ye la..mak dia.&lt;br /&gt;Nenek : abis umair anak sape lah?&lt;br /&gt;Umair : umair kan anak ayah! eessyy nenek ni...&lt;br /&gt;Nenek : ler... abis mak umair sape?&lt;br /&gt;Umair : hehe.. (tersengih-sengih..konon malu tersipu-sipu..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* poyo seh pakcik nih.. adei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SCENE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman : kip, takut la... tak de hantu ker?&lt;br /&gt;Akif : buat ape nak takut.. kat sheffield tak de hantu la. kat sini ade dracula jer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* hahahaha... ni lagi ngarut...adei!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCENE 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Amin tengah sorang-sorang layan tv. dia tengah khusyuk tengok programme the naked chef tu. mat ni memang berjiwa 'chef wan' habis...&lt;br /&gt;He didnt even blink his eyes. what more to bother his surroundings. in between the cooking, tibe-tibe amin bersuara dengan tone yang sangat lembut tu...ahaks,&lt;br /&gt;"owh..cam ni ke dia buat.."&lt;br /&gt;"hhmmm..."&lt;br /&gt;"owh dia letak tu.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* hahaha...mak aku dok gelak jer pasal kesah cucu dia sorang nih!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4673949808174920708?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4673949808174920708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4673949808174920708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4673949808174920708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4673949808174920708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/drama-sebabak-by-my-sayangs.html' title='drama sebabak by my sayangs....'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-332622059879422527</id><published>2009-02-17T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:55:11.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>panas...........!!!</title><content type='html'>uhhh...panas tul malam ni! berapa degrees la gamaknye ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak ujan ke ek? panas sesangat dah ni. macam nak rendam dalam air sejuk jer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngantok, tapi rase tak selesa nak tido. bahang giler rase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tido la tido la tido la......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai mata, dengar la cakap aku kali ni...tutup la woi! ngantok la... fuh! melekit-lekit rase...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-332622059879422527?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/332622059879422527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=332622059879422527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/332622059879422527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/332622059879422527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/panas.html' title='panas...........!!!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6441947472289244474</id><published>2009-02-15T14:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:14:17.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abg pa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k.da'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k.rita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akif'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anwar'/><title type='text'>Updates on another part of the globe</title><content type='html'>Hari ni ade orang dah balik..ape lagi, tunggu present masing-masing la..hehe. And yang paling penting keluarga kat sana okay semua. Alhamdulillah….;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302906553414410802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZe1ahFbYjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/zougf3utOeI/s400/15022009787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Actually dah berapa tong choc dah selamat masuk dalam perut we all. Dengan yang mak bawak balik dulu tu, dengan K.Da dok antar balik lagi, ni pulak! Adusss! G.E.M.O.X.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302906558601135954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZe1a0aCh1I/AAAAAAAAAWc/ZuDu9eVf2ac/s400/15022009789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302906559262162962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZe1a23pABI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Fj0vE3bfuas/s400/15022009788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak ti, kite nyer present tak leh la nak tayang kat sini kan..too sexy.…hahaha..!!! Rasanyer mak bawak ari tu lagi ntah macam-macam lagi kot.... Shopping kat sane memang tak hengat dunia! ingat akhirat jer...hehe . Tapi ingat, boycott certain product tu tetap boycott! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mase baru-baru sampai, they had 1 nite stay @ Liverpool, Sonya’s house (Emmet’s elder sis). Emmet’s family ni memang duk kat neighbourhood rumah aku. Tu yang zaman diaorang jamming underground, they all main kat ATRIA tu jer... (actually ni pun aku baru tau..haha). Coincidentally plak, Sonya’s hubby mase kecik-kecik main bola ngan Abg Pa gak. So ni kire jejak kasih la balik. Mane taknyer, they have been staying there for almost 18 years. Memang haram la nak jumpe kan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sekarang ni plak, si Akif demam pasal abah dia dah balik sini. Nangis jer. Selama sebulan ni, dia rapat jap ngan abah dia, tu yang sedey sangat tu. Tapi ni baru lepas 3G ngan kitaorang, okay jek. Happy rilek je dia. Sampai orang lain pun tak leh masuk kat camera tu la, muke dia jer. Adei….confius aku budak ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akif sama school ngan Iman. Tapi Akif masuk lambat sket dari Iman. Balik jer same timing – 3pm. Mase mula-mula, nangis je la pakcik tu. Sekarang dah ok. Masuk klas kul 12pm, kul 10am dah ready dah nak pegi. Alhamdulillah, school &amp;amp; mosque dekat ngan umah. Walking distance jer sebab ade shortcut. Tiap-tiap kali nak gi school, mesti teruna-teruna tu nak menyinggah kedai beli chips/chewing gum. Dah biase kan, kat sini tiap-tiap pagi before abah dia gi keje, dia akan make sure dia pau abah dia kat 7e. Uuhh! Mengado! Akif dah ade african fren, Siba (presumed spelling..haha). Sekarang ni, bile sampai school je, baru lepas abah/mama gantung coat dia kat hanger, zaasssss dia dah hilang dah. Peerggh, tak sabar-sabar nak jumpe kawan nak main..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302912690932301138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZe6_xHuPVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V-1ejnevyRE/s400/School.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;akif nak gi school...water tumbler tu baru beli. dia kan liverpool fan. eja tak tau. tapi kalau tengok lambang liverpool, dia kenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Iman lak happy giler dah gi school. Iman start class kul 10am. So far, teacher dia bagi yellow card to the parents. It means, “Im proud with Iman’s behaviour at school”. Colour lain maksud lain plak. Besides that, he was commented by his teacher as 1 of the most participative students in the class (dalam class dia ade 18 students jer). Suruh buat ape jer dia buat. Walaupun dia main blasah jer kan. Coz kat sini cara pendidikan kiter macam tu. Students tak pandai nak object teacher’s say. Budak-budak kat sane lak, penakut nak try certain-certain benda ni. Hehe.. tak semena-mena kembang idung si Iman. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As a beginner, Iman which has zero basic in music, dia kena main violin. Bengkek jer mat tu coz kalau ikut dia, dia nak main drum. Kat sane kena blaja main violin dulu (coz it has 4 strings), then followed by guitar (6 strings), drum &amp;amp; piano (aku pun tak sure betul ke tak sequence aku ni..huhu). Another exciting fact is that they have cooking lessons which benda yang paling Iman tak pernah buat la kan.. Everytime they have this class, again parents/guardian MUST come as they will have to taste their kid’s cooking after that. Hhmm..cool ek! Tapi kalau mak bapak tu ceret beret, kire halal je la yer…;p After this 1-week school break, iman has to bake cupcakes. His Opah &amp;amp; Tok Abah (they might be staying for 6 months or more) will be there insyaAllah as his mama already had her class started, while the abah is no longer there…ala sian lak Iman. Never mind my macho guy, I know ur gonna bake the ‘sedap’est cupcakes in town! Yeah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lunch kat school, tak de problem. They have specific menus for moslem students. Infact, their diets are properly taken care of. Every meal served must have balanced nutritients starting from the appertizer, to the main course, and to the desserts. Lets say, if they serve fish, chips, potato &amp;amp; fruits with milk/juice as their menu, they will have a list of ….. contained in each of the foods – Fish (xxx cholestrol, xxx fat, xxx energy, xxx sugar) and it goes down till the end of the list. Ade skali tu teacher dia tanye kat Opah;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“How many times do these kids are served with junk foods?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opah jawab jujur rr &amp;amp; of course CONFIDENT!…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Everyday.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The teacher quickly replied, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“No. It must be only twice a week.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pastu dia tanya lagi,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Do u fry or u boil their foods?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Again Opah jadi jujur lagi, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Fry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Apo laie, kono lagi la…hehe. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“No, u don’t fry their foods. U have to boil it. Kids supposed to eat oil-free foods. So do u slit the chicken’s skin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kali ni pun jujur, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Yes, of course”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Good”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aaahhh….! Finally she agrees with Opah. Haha….&lt;/p&gt;FYI, parents are VERY WELL informed about their kid’s progress. To send kids to school, it doesn’t stop when the kid got out of the car. Instead, they have to enter the school building and walk their kids until they reach the classroom. Balik pulak, the kids must inform their teacher that their parents are already here to pick them up. And should there anything that the parents must be told to, the teacher will straight away sees them. Everyday, comments/letters from the school will be given to the parents/guardian. Kalau student sakit or whatever reason tak gi school, parents/guardian must inform the teacher earliest possible. Or else, the teacher can make a police report takut ade budak hilang, mati, abused or ape-ape je la sebab lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents/guardians are expected to give 110% participation. Meaning attendance is compulsory. Kalau tak participate, akan dapat another letter pulak from the school. Fuh! Jangan main-main!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citer K.Da plak, most probabily she’ll be staying with K.Rita since Markfield Institute &amp;amp; Bristol University (it’s a twinning programme) not that far with K.Rita’s uni. Anwar’s boarding school je la jauh sket. So everytime Anwar has a weekend break, and if he were to go back after Friday prayer, K.Da has to go down to London a day before. Spend a nite there on friday, then pick Anwar up at his school, pastu patah balik ke Sheffield. Letih sket la. Bukan ape, naik bas memang lama. Cube kalau drive sendiri, sokojap yo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302910416792264306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZe47ZSfHnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-5tDWZcv0II/s400/Anfield2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302912689911303986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZe6_tUTDzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/KUfi_2NH0Ww/s400/SnowAtHome.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni kat yard blakang rumah..snow sangat tebal. infact the worst in 18 years. ni pun dah habis kena lenyek guling-guling ngan monster2 baju hijau &amp;amp; biru tu. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In April, Abg Pa will be visiting them again as they are going to Milan &amp;amp; maybe other places as well as anak Mak Cha’ yang kejer air force tu is going back to M’sia for good sumwhere in August this year. Dengar citer, barang-barang dapur diaorang dah di’chop’ dan akan di’songglap’ oleh K.Rita as what we did to their house now… huhu… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Guyz, our prayers are for u. Mom &amp;amp; i will see u by the end of the year, insyaAllah. Yeay! Winter time! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: for more pixies, u may view them @ K.rita's &amp;amp; Abg Pa's fb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6441947472289244474?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6441947472289244474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6441947472289244474' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6441947472289244474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6441947472289244474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates-on-another-part-of-globe.html' title='Updates on another part of the globe'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZe1ahFbYjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/zougf3utOeI/s72-c/15022009787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6274329577942700095</id><published>2009-02-14T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:43:30.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the best local animation ever'/><title type='text'>Geng: Upin dan Ipin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZeuItJSlQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Rp7I2kKL4Q8/s1600-h/upin+%26+ipin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302898550832796930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZeuItJSlQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Rp7I2kKL4Q8/s400/upin+%26+ipin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehe.... Finally, i've managed to watch this long-awaited-movie UPIN &amp;amp; IPIN. Yeay!! Best giler! The movie was so enjoyable sampai tak sangka la our first 3D local animation has achieved this far. Standing ovation la to the Les' Copaque production team! Best Best Best! I would definitely give 10/10 rating...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ni antara scene yang paling aku suker...hehe ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scene 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upin: Ipin, tolong aku Ipin!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ipin: Eerr..uhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rajoo: Jangan Ipin! Jangan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ipin: Aaah? eerr... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upin: Ipin, tolak Ipin. Tolak lagi Ipin! lagi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rajoo: Jangan Ipin. Pikir mase depan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ipin: Yaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dusyummmmm....................................................... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scene 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;Tok Dalang: Uda, tolong aku Uda!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak Uda: Err..uhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muthu: Jangan Uda! Jangan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak Uda: Aaah? eerr... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tok Dalang: Uda, tolak Uda. Tolak lagi Uda! lagi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muthu: Jangan Uda. Pikir mase depan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak Uda: Yaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dusyummmmm.......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahaha!!!!!!! yang tua pun same jugak! wakakakaka!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Anwar, Iman &amp;amp; Akif, nanti maksu send u the dvd alrite. Hope u're gonna enjoy it too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6274329577942700095?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6274329577942700095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6274329577942700095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6274329577942700095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6274329577942700095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/geng-upin-dan-ipin.html' title='Geng: Upin dan Ipin!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZeuItJSlQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Rp7I2kKL4Q8/s72-c/upin+%26+ipin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4960077648786833059</id><published>2009-02-08T23:13:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:45:01.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smashed windscreen'/><title type='text'>A blessing in disguise</title><content type='html'>So today, sumthing happened. A terrible one. Not exactly teribble, but agak la. Aahh, wutever. Lemme juz proceed with the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My officemate got married &amp;amp; the reception buat hari ni kat area Sepang. So we all decided to convoy ramai-ramai gi wedding tu. Kire cam syok rr + xcited sket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..citer mase pegi je dah macam-macam. Part ni aku malas nak touch rr. Name pun convoy kan, biase la tu. Tapi alhamdulillah, semua selamat sampai. Memang sangat happening kitaorg kat kenduri tu. Snap sana snap sini. Aku punyer suh orang amik gamba, tak hengat... tapi sendiri tak bawak camera..kan.. biase la aku. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301218370664792274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZG2BWRAANI/AAAAAAAAAVU/lrJXLadzWEQ/s400/P2080077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;say cheese!! oohh, bukan eh! say hahaha!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301218375251097906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZG2BnWdeTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/lwdse8oKO7U/s400/P2080080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;gedixxx....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301219916082945186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZG3bTZZnKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/4A7xugspDMM/s400/P1010357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;aahhh... commentless.....;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Selesai lepak beberapa jam (jugak lah) kat kenduri Chott, we all gerak balik. Coz by that time, nak kena kejar zohor lagi. Tengah-tengah jalan tu, sempat lagi gelak-gelak, makan ice cream (thx rozi ;D), take pictures (again....), borak-borak yang memang tak penah nak habis la kan.... Suddenly, just few metres away towards my car, our fren started to ‘videocam’ us. I wus like ‘asal yer yer nak amik video lagi nih?’.. agak pelik la sebenarnyer. But as usual i just put on my smiling face. Then few of them started to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hajar, diharap bersabar yer.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"bawak bertenang lepas tengok ni yer.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"sabar..sabar.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ingatkan they all ni saje nak wat lawak-lawak bangang tengah-tengah panas terik tu. But they started to say it repeatedly plus crowd elok je dah berkumpul kat keliling keter aku. Since, mase tu keter lain pun berderet-deret parked side by side &amp;amp; orang ramai, aku belum nampak lagi ape jadi but my heart starts pumping extraordinarily. Stomach starts to churn crazily. Perrggh, tak sedap hati siot! One thing dat popped up on my head was cermin pecah. Either orang pecahkan or crack caused of the heat. Hari tu memang agak panas la pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i reached my car, i was breathless. Damn! My instinct was right. The windscreen on the driver side were smashed off and the glasses were all shattered. First thing that i checked was my frens’ bag. Coz mase nak kluar keter, i saw the bag being left on the car floor. Tapi sebab mase tu jugak tengah borak dengan si syed ni, sibok minta maaf pasal convoi la ape la, so my concentration was apparently fully centered on the conversation. Tak la plak aku nak gi angkat beg tu &amp;amp; put them into the car boot. Pikir kat kenduri orang kahwin tak kan la nak jadi kes-kes pecah keter ni. Which this wasn't my usual act. Aku ni la antara orang yang sketnyer cautious. Tup-tup hari ni aku boleh pikir camtu. Adei!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301220856862469922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZG4SEEt7yI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Ykxuns4VwzE/s400/P1010362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;tgk! diaorg dh standby jer nak tgk reaction aku...hehe..punyer rilek siap &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;bley sambung mkn ice cream.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301225078543200242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZG8HzD1r_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/qyphh3j7JoU/s400/P2080081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;adusssss......&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Terkejut tu memang aku tak leh deny la. Cuak tu! Tapi tak la sampai nak buat drama lebey-lebey nak leleh ker..nak meroyan bagai kan.. lagi pun keter aku ni, since mula-mula beli macam-macam dah penah kena. Controversial abis. Kan ari tu baru jer lepas kena conteng (which i wrote in my previous post) ngan monyet-monyet comel yang aku sayang &amp;amp; rindu sangat tu, ari ni kena benda lain plak lagi. Mase ni jugak la credit aku boleh tak de. Agak cinabeng gak la rase tu..eergghh! Stress! Dah lepas checked barang per jer yang hilang, muke mangsa-mangsa kejadian dah start jadi toyer. Redha skali la tu. Abeh, nak wat ape lagi, benda dah jadi, tak kan nak rewind. Lemme list the missing stuffs down here ‘aight! :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 large hand bags (both owned by my frens)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;80gb external hard disk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxis broadband connector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOUR thumbdrives (giler budak-budak ni simpan thumbdrive banyak-banyak! Adei..nasib la aku nyer simpan dalam handbag..fuh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lrt monthly passes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Company staff IDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kunci rumah (part ni aku cuak sket. Tapi my fren cakap dia tak de tulis kat mane-mane address rumah dia.. jadi lega balik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beg make-up (hahahahahahaha.......................nasib korang la kena beli lagi!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nasib jugak touch n go &amp;amp; smart tag aku pencuri lahabau tu tak nampak. Dah lepas buang segala glass residues tu, we all convoyed to the nearby mosque to perform zohor prayer &amp;amp; off to balai polis. Dah la convoy team ni sket nyer ramai. Skali smpai kat balai ade dalam 8-9 buah keter. Polis tu siap terpelik-pelik asal ramai nooo ambush tempat dia. Haha..nak tergelak gak aku. Mase ni la part yang paling mengharukan skali. I was touched guys....fuh! Ade yang offer to drive the car. Ade yang sanggup nak antar balik smpai umah (aku tau ni paling bongak skali eh! Tak cayer pun!). Last-last sorang dah start cakap nak teman gi balai wat report, yang lelain tu terpaksa setuju eh.. hahahaha..sian korang! Saper la ek yang pandai-pandai cakap nak temankan tu..? Hampeh tul! Potong plan jer nak straight gi makan ikan bakar eh...? hihi.. No la, im kidding. Seriously, to all of u, aku memang terharu giler! Terima kasih banyak-banyak. Semoga Allah saja yang bisa merahmati kalian.. ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again alhamdulillah the police report &amp;amp; their investigations went well. They did their job efficiently. A bit slow though but its ok. Beyond my expectation actually coz dah biase gi cawangan jer, bile pegi IPD rase lain plak. Kejer tu dia buat sungguh-sungguh sket. Amik gamba bukti semua. Just tak leh nak amik finger print coz every surface which the possibilities of having suspect’s remaining print, sudah dicemari dengan jari jemari kitaorang mase dok alih-alih kaca tu. Uuwwwaaaaa!!!!!!!! Part ni memang aku frust sket . The sergeant was so kind to ask should there any thing that they can help. I was bluntly replied “Boleh! Encik boleh tolong cari orang yang pecahkan keter saya tu yer..”. Muke aku mase tu slumberland jer sebab dah malas nak pikir ape-ape. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301219913818425554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZG3bK9fyNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ZEWosxJK09Q/s400/P2080096.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;perrgh! muke berlakon abis....poyo!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dengan hati yang lara juga ditemani dengan geng sekereta, aku kuatkan semangat to drive all the way back to KL. Berpeluh nyah oi! Balik terpaksa speed coz takut hujan, satu hal plak kan. Tak de keje aku nak drive dengan basah-basah tu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since im sooo overwhelmed with your kindness, lemme wish my gratitude to everybody that have patiently contributed your time &amp;amp; concerns. Im all but way too touched with your sensitivities...(walaupun masalah tu tak la sebesar mane pun..). Aku tak kire, aku nak gak give the credits to each and everyone of u. Aku nyer page kan, suke aku la..huhu! The credits should go to (please forgive me on the name sequence..janji aku ingat &amp;amp; tulis kan.. ;)) :-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;K.Yati, Dayang, Cahaya,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Yanti, Syahlan, Syed, Asmah, Rozie, Faizal, Naim, Pyan, Wan, Firdaus, Hafiz, Bell, Leman (claim boleh process cepat yer!), Mahathir, Rizamim, Rudi, Tuan Azlina &amp;amp; Hubby&lt;/u&gt; (sori la ye bang, tak pasal-pasal je involved..;p), &lt;u&gt;Ajim, Fiza, Ina&lt;/u&gt; (please treat pymt aku as urgent..;D), &lt;u&gt;Yus, K.Aya, Akma @ Nazma&lt;/u&gt; (ooppsss..remember the ‘kisah budak cerdik &amp;amp; pendrivenyer’ tu? Ni la heroin kedua! Haha..) &amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;Suhaime &amp;amp; Fiance&lt;/u&gt; (ah! kantoi!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To the sweet newly wedded couple – Chott &amp;amp; Ayu, congrats! May u have a pleasant long journey together with cute kids to be lived happily with and always blessed by Allah taala.. ;). Chott, ko tak kesian kat aku ker? Sian kat aku tau. Aku tak mintak lebey, paling pun ko bagi la balik present oven tu! Ko dah dapat banyak kan? Lebih dari cukup tu. Tak de nak pakai semua de... bagi eh? Tak yah balut-balut balik. Letak je atas meja aku k.. hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To Shima &amp;amp; Ima, sorry babes..not able to join our lepax dat i missed so much.. just dun have the mood la tonite. Sumthing buzzing around the head...haha.. luv ya! Jumpaan di lain waktu ya neng-neng yang aku rinduin amat! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To the mangkuk yang pecahkan cermin aku, lho itu hanya layak di gelar Pencopet Konyong yang tolol! Bikin hidup gw rumit skali! Kerna lho gw terus begini! Kenapa nggak trus aja curiin mobilnya?!!? Mudahan gw bisa beliin ama yang baru. Sialan lho! (aahhh! Macam kau bace je blog aku nih! Sebel!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4960077648786833059?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4960077648786833059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4960077648786833059' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4960077648786833059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4960077648786833059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/memory-on-08022009.html' title='A blessing in disguise'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SZG2BWRAANI/AAAAAAAAAVU/lrJXLadzWEQ/s72-c/P2080077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-643838306224970952</id><published>2009-02-06T23:44:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:04:20.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>TIPS - how to make twin babies!</title><content type='html'>hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;ni susah sket la nak buat. zahir batin memang kena kuat.&lt;br /&gt;pastu mesti jadi computer literate.&lt;br /&gt;lebih afdhal untuk yang internet savvy.&lt;br /&gt;dah usaha, diakhiri dengan doa berserta tawakal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299711903615329954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYxb5bLmpqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PqIKSks_VqQ/s400/down+arrow.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299744556861398242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYx5mGAInOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/mXUu__2KUog/s400/down+arrow.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299746095786264850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYx6_q8aiRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vurWRdD9vhQ/s400/down+arrow.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299711902468112594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYxb5W6FgNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/dSvt6kglnvA/s400/copy+paste+babies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told u earlier.....&lt;br /&gt;susah kan..........&lt;br /&gt;huhu.. ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-643838306224970952?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/643838306224970952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=643838306224970952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/643838306224970952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/643838306224970952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/tips-how-to-make-twin-babies.html' title='TIPS - how to make twin babies!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYxb5bLmpqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PqIKSks_VqQ/s72-c/down+arrow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-830064172816889616</id><published>2009-02-05T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:57:00.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catastrophe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><title type='text'>Instability causing by the crossovers</title><content type='html'>Today, everybody seems restless. Its no more like the March tsunami but its more to a catastrophe. Just because of few frogs have jumped from 1 party to another, a state has been in such a havoc that the current kerajaan becoming the pembangkang and vice versa. I could see different kind of responses, articulates, feedbacks &amp;amp; so on. At the office, my bosses just couldn’t resist from getting updates on any news of the political turmoil in Perak at every single second passed by. They even had small ‘meetings’ among themselves. Geram je aku tgk diaorang syok borak. Undeniably this issue draws countless attentions plus the concerns from all races, religions, young &amp;amp; old, etc. Dipendekkan – all the Malaysians la ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, it was mak pulak who eventually non-stopped talking about this. The TV, the radio, the internet (of course!!) are all zooming on this absurd crisis which has taken place throughout this week and TODAY is at its peak. In fact an infamous veteran blogger has written on his blog that “Today the Malaysian politics is at its dirtiest!”. So true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could a country which practising a democracy as its common base defying a snap election in this kind of situation? This is equivalent to a total mockery of law and constituency of Malaysia! I still do not see the concrete reason why the Sultan is calling off an election when he as the orang istana claims that anybody who would go against the ‘complicated’ procedure is called DERHAKA. But at the same time, abusing or mortifying (i must say) the rights of the Perak citizen is okay? Whatsoever the hidden political agenda that lies beyond this catastrophe is, in my dictionary this action better known as HIPOCRISY. A shocking order coming from an ex-chief judge. Phewww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop selling the bullshits and exploiting news that the people are already satisfied with the government transition... putting armed police &amp;amp; FRU at the state building (part of the reason takut ade rusuhan)... bla bla bla bla. Adei! those are soooo lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care which sides the people or even the orang-orang istana are siding with, but just be fair and put the decision on the rakyat’s hands! Simply because DEMOCRACY MEANS THE PUBLIC CHOICE. Do not ‘israelized’ our rights. The answer neither to be from the istana nor the PM with its cabinet, but it should be coming from the people as nothing can guarantee the party crossover syndrome would end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-830064172816889616?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/830064172816889616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=830064172816889616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/830064172816889616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/830064172816889616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/instability-causing-by-crossovers.html' title='Instability causing by the crossovers'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3361412007287387569</id><published>2009-02-04T22:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:20:16.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lompat'/><title type='text'>Bahasa Inggeris: Katak ; Bahasa Melayu: Frog ; Same je perangai dua ni!</title><content type='html'>Ada macam-macam jenis lompat kat dunia ni. Lompat tinggi, lompat kerja, lompat pagar, lompat tikam (sedap ooooo!) dan yang paling ketara &amp;amp; kontroversi sangat sekarang ni - Lompat Parti. Hhhmmmm...?? 'ponderfool' tak ??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni yang A lompat ke B. Hari esok nyer, si C &amp;amp; D lompat ke A pulak! Aik? Ni dah macam drama kat astro prima! Ker kat astro ria ke ape la kan. Suka ati la channel ape pun. Yang menambahkan rasa sedap ajinomoto kepada situasi ni ialah kes mahkamah yang mana melibatkan rasuah seks la, issue tanah la, tu la ni la.. Belum bicara lagi, dah declare itu ini.. Ape nak jadi ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana pergi puluhan manisfestasi yang dijaja dan kemudian dibeli dengan undian rakyat, sekarang disajikan dengan polimik-polimik semacam ni..?? Adakah ini taraf ADUN kita? If yes, one word - pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! Wut is going on to malaysian politic? Adakah ia akan berterusan begini atau mungkin boleh jadi lebih critical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEADERS! Wake up! You are being chosen by the malaysians to be our voice. To build this nation. To fulfill our needs. To strengthen our economy (with the current scenario, nearly 10,000 people have lost their jobs). So as to elevate our education levels. To school the shoolless. To home the homeless. To feed the feedless. To help the elders. These are your promises. Dont you remember? Atau dalam bahasa sanskritnyer, "mu tok ingak ko menate wei?!!???".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God sake, all these responsibilites will be asked by Allah taala in the herefter. What do you have to say about that..? Tak kan nak jawab, mase di dunia aku sibukkan diriku dengan melompat parti, fitnah sana sini, angkut kluar masuk tilam ke mahkamah, kejar kontrak, tabur janji-janji kosong, berlakon di depan lensa kamera menegakkan hak asasi manusia dan macam-macam lagi la. Aku tenggelam dalam nanahan kudis politik yang ku reka sendiri sampai terlupa dengan tanggungjawab-tanggungjawabku kepada mereka yang telah memilihku sebagai pemimpin mereka. Aku menyesal Ya Rabb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini ke skrip yang nak diprepare untuk hari special tu nanti? Aduhai............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3361412007287387569?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3361412007287387569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3361412007287387569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3361412007287387569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3361412007287387569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/bahasa-inggeris-katak.html' title='Bahasa Inggeris: Katak ; Bahasa Melayu: Frog ; Same je perangai dua ni!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6779337036368153573</id><published>2009-02-02T20:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:53:51.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syasya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pak nil'/><title type='text'>lawaxxxxx!!!</title><content type='html'>hahahaha..wakakakka..adoi sakit perut! hihihihi...tolong la stop! hehhehehe..lenguh pipi! adei! hahahahaha..dah la tu woi! cramp cramp....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm macam tu la aku tiap-tiap pagi mase nak gi keje. dok gelak sorang-sorang macam orang tak berapa nak centre..hihi. sekarang aku start dengar radio era plak. ni semua pasal si din bengong tu la. ya Allah, tak tau la dia ni spesis aper...adei. aznil yang pak lawak gak tu pun gelak stok berguling-guling nyer layan dia. lawak si din beramboi memang tahap boleh dapat award la aku rase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan mataku yang akan nampak obvious eye-bag dia kalau pagi-pagi tu kan..hmmm tambah lagi dengan muke yang sembam ala-ala baru lepas nangis...mood plak malas jer nak gi keje..kena harung jam sana sini sket, dengar orang buat lawak bodoh teramat ni memang sangat melegakan....aaahhh...ilang stressku buat sementara waktu..hihi. seronok ! tak cayer, gi la try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye la time-time ni la kiter nak dengar orang bebel kan..ni tak, asyik la pasang lagu iklan lagu iklan. dua benda ni je dah 10 mnt. cakap 2-3 mnt jer. apa la! english station ke malay station ke same jer. last-last aku melekat dengar celoteh-celoteh ngarut din beramboi &amp;amp; aznil. kadang-kadang yang paling aku pun turut heran skali, smpai kat cubicle nih, aku boleh sambung dengar kat fon lagi. ha! part ni collegues memang dah diagnosed aku ade &lt;u&gt;BERAMBOI FEVER&lt;/u&gt;...huhu..buduhs tul. sambil dok verify kerja sambil gelak terkekek kekek...wakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tau radio yang satu tu tengah meletup giler sekarang ni. tu yang advertisement berderet-deret tu. &amp;amp; era ni plak tengah desperate. but in the midst of desperation tu, they actually managed to 'recuperate' their so-called ill condition. no offence but hey, not a bad decision at all! people are starting to listen to era again. (please..im not pro or against any radio station alrite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape-ape pun lawak kau memang paling hebat dalam abad ni la din! oopps syasya! eh silap, din! owh tukar plak.. jadi syasya balik pulak..hhmm..kau zalim nyah! tahyul! wakakakakaka!!!!! sengal teramat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6779337036368153573?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6779337036368153573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6779337036368153573' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6779337036368153573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6779337036368153573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/lawaxxxxx.html' title='lawaxxxxx!!!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3844817672652006230</id><published>2009-01-31T20:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:12:18.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1001 issues'/><title type='text'>kembali......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;aaaahhh...finally. im here again. rase macam baru balik dari bertapa...huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! its been awhile man! so many things to write but tibe-tibe otak jadi blank sebab tak tau yang mane satu nak di tulis dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should start from the gaza war which had been going on when there was a time that i didnt see the end of the genocides, until now the israeli laknatullah had cease their fire on the gaza strip, to the widely boycotting issue of US products campaign, to me &amp;amp; mom when we had been attending few solidarities on the gaza issues ultimately to support our moslem brothers in palestine monetarily/mentally/spiritually,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297473021186406530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRnpUMH-II/AAAAAAAAASM/VzkhpqGDo_g/s400/save+gaza+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Save for Gaza&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297483643613283474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRxTn0DBJI/AAAAAAAAATE/M2V7t5iFL34/s400/save+gaza+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;date: 10th january 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297483640710123810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRxTc_4USI/AAAAAAAAAS8/rhD5s-WoSHQ/s400/save+gaza+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;venue: stadium melawati, shah alam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297479850471685122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRt21QnfAI/AAAAAAAAAS0/AA3mWwc_6TI/s400/25012009778-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;date &amp;amp; venue: 25th of january 2009, dewan sivik pj&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to the new president taking in-charged of the white house which we have to wait whether there is any chance for islamic countries from being victimised no more by the obvious world-empowered 'players' who are also the ones that monopolizing the world economies, to my never-ending freaking works (non-stop calculations + analysing reports) which forcing me to looking at figures for more than 12 hours almost every day (eerrgghh buhsan!!) sampai mata pun nak naik juleng, to having another part of my families pindah tempat lain (ade ke a day before diaorg berangkat si akif gi buat pintu keter aku macam kertas conteng dia! addduiii!!! bertuahnyeee la anak sedara aku sorang tuh! geraaamm jer aku ngan budak taik lalat besar tuh tp rinddduuuuuu!!), &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297478478538278274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRsm-aNBYI/AAAAAAAAASU/bjpXRrOSXCU/s400/P1801090000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297478485617047554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRsnYx6eAI/AAAAAAAAASc/NP1EGjsFFsw/s400/P1801090001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;tengok la muke budak nakal tuh! combination of 2 monsters....eerrgghh!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;poyo la hang kip!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to me having few personal probs (this is the most tension part la...can i just say i miss last year so much! huhu..), to k.yati yang masuk ketujuh puluh lapan kalinya gi explore indon &amp;amp; this time around kat jogja (gw cemburu dong ama lho), to the house transformation...hahahaha..ini sebenarnye terjadi secara tidak sengaja, to the well-repaired old laptop (thx to en mie), &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297478490934254914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRsnslonUI/AAAAAAAAASk/n48ESlPcigc/s400/P3101090004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banyak berjasa since zaman blajar lagi nih. but now became mom's..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;to me buying sony vaio, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297479403598240962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRtc0hr3MI/AAAAAAAAASs/72D527QpWs4/s400/VAIO+-+CS16.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glossy black gitu..ahaks...;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;to me writing a summary of almost-a-month-cronology-kinda entry on this very much missed blog.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3844817672652006230?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3844817672652006230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3844817672652006230' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3844817672652006230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3844817672652006230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/kembali.html' title='kembali......'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SYRnpUMH-II/AAAAAAAAASM/VzkhpqGDo_g/s72-c/save+gaza+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6065097828509288257</id><published>2009-01-09T20:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:42:12.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epiphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low price'/><title type='text'>Epiphone guitar to be grabbed!</title><content type='html'>Here’s a great bargain for those who are interested in having yourself an electric guitar which u cant simply to let go. A friend of mine is selling it off for an amazingly low price. The package offered inclusive of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;epiphone special model (red) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;strap travel bag cable &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BOSS DS1 distortion &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;adapter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289278869666931586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SWdLG7B6I4I/AAAAAAAAARs/I-dp6znPy0M/s400/front+image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289280993523433282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SWdNCjAwf0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/IKQ3EutacKk/s400/rear+image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So why wait guys?! Should this daring red devil catches your eyes, feel free to leave your e-mail address in the comment box or u may deal direct with Hafiz (&lt;a href="mailto:syntesis83@yahoo.com"&gt;mailto:syntesis83@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Better be hurry!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6065097828509288257?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6065097828509288257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6065097828509288257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6065097828509288257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6065097828509288257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/epiphone-guitar-to-be-grabbed.html' title='Epiphone guitar to be grabbed!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SWdLG7B6I4I/AAAAAAAAARs/I-dp6znPy0M/s72-c/front+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-2863491461026900392</id><published>2009-01-01T11:54:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:52:38.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azam baru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tahun baru'/><title type='text'>New year, New vision, New person</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everybody!! Ni kira combination wishes untuk tahun baru Islam &amp;amp; Masihi... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bile dah masuk tahun baru ni, benda yang paling &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;common&lt;/span&gt; orang akan tanya ialah apa vision baru kita &amp;amp; perkara-perkara yang nak di capai dalam tahun baru ni. Tapi yang lebih &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;common&lt;/span&gt; lagi ialah dalam banyak-banyak listing tu, satu je la kot, paling pun 3 la yang mengena. The rest kena letak &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;common&lt;/span&gt; tagline - &lt;em&gt;"to be carried forward"&lt;/em&gt;....hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi serious la, bagus ade wish list ni.. At least kita ade aim nak improvise diri sendiri. Buat atau tak, tu kena tanya tuan empunya badan la kan..nak seribu daya tak nak seribu dalih. Hmmm...so these are wut i wish i could accomplish to 'renovate' my habits....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tak nak melengah-lengahkan buat kejer….ni memang antara bad habit aku yang paling susah nak kikis.. adei!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do &amp;amp; give more to my family, especially mom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manfaatkan masa dengan buat banyak kebajikan pada orang lain. Mcm abang aku ckp, hidup kat dunia ni perumpamaannya seperti detik antara azan --&gt; qamat --&gt; solat. Dalam erti kata lain, waktu kita dilahirkan, azan/qamat akan dilaungkan di telinga kita. Dan pada waktu kematian pula, jenazah kita akan disolatkan. Betapa singkatnya hidup di dunia ni as it only covers minutes between azan &amp;amp; solat. So kita kesuntukan mase sebenarnya untuk kejar keuntungan saham di akhirat. Jadi, tak boleh nak ambil enteng lagi hal-hal ibadat kiter. Hhmm…renung-renungkan dan selamat beramal ;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think ahead &amp;amp; never look back. Learn from my mistakes &amp;amp; not to repeat them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay humble &amp;amp; stop being a snob coz it wud just make me look stupider!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get rid of the negative vibes...but be extra careful still&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have more reading materials…aku ni pemalas tul nak membaca. Nak habiskan 1 buku jer bertahun..adei..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kurang mengomplen….eessyy part ni yang susah nak buat sebab aku mmg pro. Penat sbnrnyer bile asyik mengomplen jer ni…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop swearing..errr..to be more realistic I think I should just put here less swearing, shouldn’t I? ngeh ngeh ngeh…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jaga kesihatan diri. Vitamin jangan stop makan. Nak harap aku exercise ke, amik jamu ke, sori la.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tambah kawan, kurangkan musuh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop prejudicing and stereotyping people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Further studies….tang nak sit for exam la yang aku paling maleh skali…eergghh sebel!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be honest to myself &amp;amp; to elevate my confidence level...haiya!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jadi brani sket… ni penakut tak bertempat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more efficient &amp;amp; responsible in wutever i do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to be more relax.....chill sket.. asyik tension jer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bijak control own financial&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aduh….kalau aku tu emang nggak bisa lihatin tas tangan/baju/celana/sepatu yang lumayan deh.. trus jadi diingini. Pertimbangannya otomatis jadi nggak rasional. Gi mana ya? Uang slalu kehabisan kek belanjaan begini. Being shopaholic is so bad….. pantas aku hanya punya 1 kartu kredit. Bisa gawat dong klau aku tu lenak sama spesial offer dari bank lain…komplot licik eh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kena rajin pakai seat belt….hehe…ampun ya pak polisi &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amik scuba license… &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aiissyy buleh ke tak ni??? cam banyak jer... Ni aku rase banyak yang bring forward ke tahun tahun tahun tahun tahun depannn nuuu...ahaks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ape-ape pun, selamat tinggal 2008 yang penuh dengan kisah &amp;amp; memori suka duka. Selama datang kepada 2009 yang harapnya akan dihiasi dengan catatan kehidupan yang lebih indah &amp;amp; bermakna… ;) Cherish the good moments whilst letting off the sad ones as that will make us a stronger human..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-2863491461026900392?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2863491461026900392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=2863491461026900392' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2863491461026900392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2863491461026900392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-vision-new-person.html' title='New year, New vision, New person'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7898861256390382888</id><published>2008-12-31T00:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:01:15.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibilty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donate'/><title type='text'>STOP THE TORTURES!!!</title><content type='html'>As a muslim, aku tak nak turut ketinggalan dalam usaha membantu saudara kita di Palestin. Cukuplah melihat israel laknatullah menyembelih umat-umat Islam di sana. Darah-darah mereka dah macam takde value di mata musuh Allah ni. Dont wait for others to start it. This is a call to perform our duties. Lets play our part and combine our strength in wutever forms to help the Palestinians now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- we may donate direct to any funds meant for Gaza bombing victims (money is more preferrable as it will be needed to buy medical supplies and foods. the rest will spend for their shelters).&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Palestine Relief Fund&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Mercy Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tabung Bantuan Asia Barat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by TV3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gaza Humanitarian Fund&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Malaysian for Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- we may become volunteers (apa-apa position pun) for NGO bodies. bley refer to these websites, but please google for more....&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.mercy.org.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peacemalaysia.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.peacemalaysia.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pray hard to Allah taala for their safety&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7898861256390382888?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7898861256390382888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7898861256390382888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7898861256390382888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7898861256390382888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-tortures.html' title='STOP THE TORTURES!!!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1832075572940638670</id><published>2008-12-28T01:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:44:43.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newly born maryam'/><title type='text'>another baby boom in the Kasri's family</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah... our cute little &lt;strong&gt;Maryam&lt;/strong&gt; was born on 17th of Dec at 4 in the morning. waiitt...place of birth? in mom's car!! driver? who else..the husband lor! im not kidding ok. along just cannot tahan oredi. elok je sampai kat depan hospital emergency entrance tu, dah tak menyempat dah. but relax...the nurses were there. semua ok, baby was able to pee, jaundice-free, then petang dah discharged. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285649502383457874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SVpmN8TJRlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ilIRwzLIs7I/s400/26122008644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mak, Amir &amp;amp; Amin went to T'ganu on the 18th. Kire dey all la team KL paling awal sekali sampai.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second was the Johor Team - K.Ti, Abg Jijan, Nadia &amp;amp; Baby Alysa. They reached there on the 25th thursday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by Abg Pa, K.Rita, me and all the budak-budak. We all sampai nak dekat maghrib hari yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last team that was never reached was the London Team - K.da &amp;amp; Anwar… hehe.. (sori rr… ni dah letak gamba…tgk la puas-puas. comel! best jer dukung dia sebab tak nangis… ooppss, sori again. didn’t meant to make u guys jealous…ahaks..) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642781430655682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SVpgGuzIKsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Qb_ej00i_5k/s400/26122008647.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;tengok anak-anak nepal ni! nak jugak interframe....adei.. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1832075572940638670?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1832075572940638670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1832075572940638670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1832075572940638670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1832075572940638670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-baby-boom-in-kasris-family.html' title='another baby boom in the Kasri&apos;s family'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SVpmN8TJRlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ilIRwzLIs7I/s72-c/26122008644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-5170452542429918599</id><published>2008-12-24T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:43:06.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gurls&apos; confession'/><title type='text'>Kenapa perasaan yang paling susah untuk difahami..?</title><content type='html'>Baru-baru ni aku ade borak dengan kazen aku. As usual, ade la terselit pasal “status update”..haha. so satu demi satu citer keluar... Hhmmm..conclusion dari citer-citer ni ialah perempuan ni suka sangat simpan perasaan pada diri sendiri &amp;amp; in the end bile dah terlambat nak frust tak tentu hala. Essentially, dalam borak-borak tu I was pretty engrossed over ‘something’ that made me contemplated (for quite sometime....hhmmm??), relating, rationalizing and smile. Why? Because it was coming from a guy! And the best part is, I think I should share that ‘something’ here…;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;“mcm mane kite nak tau kite sayang or cinta pada orang tu…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“kite tau kite sayang kat orang tu bile kite rasa selesa bile dia ade dengan kite. Tapi kita cinta pada orang tu bile kita start rasa gelisah/restless/serabut/jalan mundar mandir/buat benda semua tak betul/asyik glance kat fon jer/mata jadi juling jap/eh macam-macam lagi la bile orang tu tak ada bersama kiter”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;“owh…ok. Abis how do we know the guy is having the same feeling towards us?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“guys wont know if gurls don’t tell us. kalau dah dua2 pun tak bagitau, behaving like two egoistic wanted-to-be-in-loved-badly humans &amp;amp; somehow expecting that the other person would open his/her mouth first, sampai bile-bile pun tak kan tau. Even though our mentality are literally different than gurls, but we still breath like girls breath, we blink our eyes just like gurls do and the person that always lingering in our mind is the person that we miss the most at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Isn’t that what we do too gurls? Haha…..bingo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAPI perempuan….. semestinya ada terselit kemas sifat-sifat ke'konservatif'annya &amp;amp; pemalunya walau macam mane modern dan hu-ha nyer dia. Orang nak kater kuno pun kuno la.. Bagi perempuan, itu kan tugas kaum adam when it comes to having the guts to confess about their feelings for the gurl. Tapi berbaloi ke mengorbankan perasaan sendiri tanpa berusaha mencuba semata-mata kerana malu atau tak nak dianggap “melanggar” tradisi timba mencari perigi atau mungkin juga kerana ego yang tak disedari…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ke tindakan ni dianggap bodoh atau dungu atau tolol? The answer is YES, by a certain people. Memang logic pun! Alrite, positively thinking u might have your happiness that gonna lies widely ahead of u, with condition u’re brave enuff to try your luck. Especially when there are chances &amp;amp; opportunities for u to do it. Of course it will be such a heartbreaking when he turns u down, BUT at least u’ve tried and that is the most important part. By some means, kite akan rase puas hati walaupun mission tidak berjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye kerr? Tapi kiter kan perempuan…..??!!??!!! eergghh, back to square one dowh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-5170452542429918599?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5170452542429918599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=5170452542429918599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5170452542429918599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5170452542429918599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/kenapa-perasaan-yang-paling-susah-untuk.html' title='Kenapa perasaan yang paling susah untuk difahami..?'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-8727179460773764590</id><published>2008-12-23T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:11:35.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatin&apos;s engagement'/><title type='text'>the happy fatin...</title><content type='html'>Alrite..alrite.. your turn (ade jugak aku copy paste sarah’s entry into your entry ni Fatin…huhu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk tatapan kawan-kawan kau yang saje je biarkan aku drive sorang-sorang tak berteman…isk isk isk…bukan aper, ngantok tau tak takde orang kat sebelah ni ha! I was freaking close to cause myself into an accident on the way to your house tu… eergghh..terbeliak mata aku sekejap. TapI 10mnt je la tobat tu, after dat mata aku turun separuh balik…;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite after I reached fatin’s house, her future mother-in-law tengah sarung cincin. Aahhh..lega aku sempat ade mase tu. Alalalala tin….comeinya muka! Hidung import ka? To cut this story short, bakal ustazah ni nampak caaannteekk sangat.. uuiisssyyy bertuoh aih ustaz mana la dapat kat hang ni…. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285207358128350002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SVjUFwmFYzI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pHbAeQdxcow/s400/P2012080002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: pixies to be downloaded from elin’s multiply…sabaq no!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8727179460773764590?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8727179460773764590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8727179460773764590' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8727179460773764590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8727179460773764590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-fatin.html' title='the happy fatin...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SVjUFwmFYzI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pHbAeQdxcow/s72-c/P2012080002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3859865999424490233</id><published>2008-12-18T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:10:49.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarah&apos;s engagement'/><title type='text'>the happy sarah....</title><content type='html'>On 13th dec sat morning, our dear fren Sarah turned out to be someone different. Makeup 5 inci tebal. Not forgetting the fake eyelashes..sampai tok leh bukak mater rr! haha.. Infact that was my first experience looking at Sarah having ‘everything’ on her face ever since I’ve known her, and at that time we were like in our form 4! Belum masuk baju lagi..perrgghh..lip lap lil lap. Cam lampu! Megheléppp! Beads sane beads sini..hhmmpphh..kelllasss nyah! Tudung plak style wassini…ala-ala veil gitu kan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was her big day to get a “P” license..hehe.. babe, lesen P baru tau, belum ade cop halal dari jakim lagi okay ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U looked so radiant Sar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pixies to be uploaded later....sowie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eerrr…Sarah’s frens looked radiant too rite???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pixies to be uploaded later....sowie!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice ring! Aku rase kalau camera ni takde anti-shock, sure dah blur pic ni. Mane tak, tangan kau obviously shaking mase tu. Aku plak yang cuak + nak tergelak kau tau! dah macam org sakit Parkinson pun ade aku nengok..adei! Nasib la bakal nenek mertua kau tu rabun tak teruk. Kalau tak sure dia dah give up nak sarung cincin kat kau. Last-last jari orang lain yang disarungnya! Adei…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pixies to be uploaded later....sowie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu kan, I heard someone says “YEAHHHHH!” (dengan tangan-tangan naik atas) when Alif asked about her first reaction after officially being Ilyas’s fiancé.. kihkihkih! Aku suke babe! Statement paling jujur penah aku dengar. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pixies to be uploaded later....sowie!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, we are so happy for u darling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3859865999424490233?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3859865999424490233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3859865999424490233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3859865999424490233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3859865999424490233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-sarah.html' title='the happy sarah....'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3131091391883708847</id><published>2008-12-15T23:28:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:59:42.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doktor tua'/><title type='text'>Anugerah Pelakon Drama Terbaik bagi tahun 2008 jatuh kepada ……….</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;…..….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mohammad Ridzman Zidaine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uissyy......tau ler bersunat tapi idok ler belakon ghuper cenggitu Iman oi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari rabu lepas, Iman had his ‘little punai bird’ being circumcised. His mama suggested it to be done by a specialist at DSH. But Iman &amp;amp; his abah were reluctant enough to proceed with the suggestion as they have their “own” doctor to do it. Sebab Iman’s frens + his abah’s friend’s sons also went there. Ok, tak kesah la tu. Janji doctor tu buat bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari sudah tiba, sampai jer kat CHOSEN clinic tu, si Iman dah start gelabah. Mat tu kan memang penakot. Nak gi toilet siang-siang hari pun nak orang temankan..adei. so, macam biase register then tunggu turn kena panggil. Tunggu punye tunggu, ade this very frail sickly old man walking into the clinic with crutch and his maid was aiding him to walk! So go figure how old this man is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom first thought was, “kesian orang laki ni..sickly betul nampak. Tp kenapa maid dia yang pimpin dia, not his wife? Hhmmm.”&lt;br /&gt;Well I think anybody would think of it too rite?&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly Abg Pa said to mom, &lt;strong&gt;“Ni la doctor tu mak”&lt;/strong&gt; as he greeted &amp;amp; shaked hands with the doctor rite after he acknowledges him.&lt;br /&gt;My mom was taken aback hearing to Abg Pa’s telling with her are-you-serious kinda face. Im not being offensive, but for God sake lar, he should be rest at home at this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was Iman’s turn. Time ni dia dah start panick &amp;amp; melalak giler! Aku rase mayb mamak kat mohsin tu pun bley dengar suara Iman. Puas la mama dia pujuk cakap “tak sakit”, “macam kena gigit semut jer”, “iman nak ikut mama tak nanti coz kalau iman tak nak sunat, mama bawak akif jer”, bla bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nangis iman pun jadi reda sket. Tapi ini tidak bermaksud concert ni dah abis yer para pembaca sekalian..hhmmm. Iman lied down on the bed (its called bed rite??..uh wutever!). As he was trying his very best to calm himself down, the not-young-at-all doctor asked Iman to move forward a bit &amp;amp; guess wut? It happened several times ok! Astaghfirullah, if I were there I would’ve shouted at the doctor to make a small petty little effort to LEAN forward instead of asking the scared-to-death boy to adjust his position. Iman tu dah la tengah panick &amp;amp; takut giler, doctor tu plak sket-sket suh ke depan. Dari budak dah rase comfortable, berani sket &amp;amp; tak nangis, bile kena tukar position macam tu, mestila dia jadi uncomfortable &amp;amp; takut balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it worst, the doctor treated Iman like an adult. Ade ke dia boleh cakap “alaaa bersunat, mesti la ade jugak rase sakit tu”. Kau ingat anak sedara aku ni budak sekolah menengah ke nak bagitau macam tu?? Mama dia dengar hangin jer…ye la penat dia jual kat anak dia “tak sakit” la, macam geget semot” la, sampai kat doctor ni cakap lain plak. Konon tak nak tipu la kot. But c’mmon! The little boy is trying damn hard just to assemble every courage left in him to face this thing plus dia budak kecik la..bukannya boleh jadi pain-absorbance cam orang dewasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah nak start so-called surgery tu, dia main redah jer buat. Tangan plak tergetar-getar nak start cut tu. Adoi! Sian kat Iman. Lg 1, borak-borak la dulu ngan budak tu. U know like ask him cuti sekolah ni buat ape…. or ready tak nak naik darjah next year or maybe wut do u like to do when u are free…kan? I mean try to create a conversation lar &amp;amp; bile budak tu dah leka &amp;amp; hilang panick sket, baru la start the procedure. Ini tak! Nurses yang kat situ pun same jugak. Tu yang Iman non-stop melalak tu. K.rita tension jer. Sian dia. I mean both of them. Akif tengok abang dia menjerit sakit macam tu, ape lagi dengan dia-dia skali la join nangis…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he sedated that part, next is to slit the skin. Banyak plak tu yang dia amik. So darah memang dashed out profusely. Ingatkan dah habis ni, kire settle la. Rupe-rupenyer, tu baru muqaddimah jer. Next, slowly the doctor pulls the skin out. Ceplap…ceplap...ceplap…got sound somemore u know! K.rita started to feel giddy with the blood smell and of course looking at his own son facing the pain. Until the final procedure, the doctor used an apparatus called clamp ke ape benda ntah name dia. Ni kira macam new method of joining the skin caused of the wound unlike the common practice of sewing it. I’ve heard too about there’s a new medical procedure in town that offers less pain and able to give quick recovery. So I think this is the one lar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we are doing now is to pray &amp;amp; ask Allah taala for Iman to get well soonest possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ni semua scenes kat clinic. Meh cek nak tunjok scene kat ghumoh plak naaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muke iman dengan kain pelikat dia memang stock sedey giler ghupe. Pastu sikit-sikit nangis. Time nak telan ubat la paling susah skali. Macam nak suruh telan racun. Bile suruh kepit hidung sebab tak nak dia rase ubat tu, degil tak nak pulak. Yang tak tahan tu, nenek dia datang la bawak ikan haruan untuk cucu dia. Masuk-masuk rumah, trus tanya how r u doing, sakit lg ker, usap-usap kepala, bibir mat tu terus jadik cebik, pastu menangis macam orang giler. Dah la berbogel sebab kain pelekat tak nak ikat…adus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280040438674320338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SUZ4zdrha9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/NB5KPY5vZhg/s400/14122008601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawan datang jer, trus ikat kain pelikat, duduk rilek depan tv main PS. Kejap main naruto, pastu tukar soccer plak, pastu bolt, boring dengan bolt tukar car racing plak, then tukar naruto balik. Akenna aiii! Tak ke mengelirukan tu..??????? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280040732090378962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SUZ5EivXKtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3YrdnYkJTcQ/s400/14122008612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280043607959544658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SUZ7r8MAI1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/bd-CC5sZBUk/s400/14122008613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dats why i said the Most Outstanding-Dramatic-Plastic Drama Actor for year 2008 goes to Iman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni dia bukak clamp. Sampai umah, rilek2 jap, tibe-tibe2 dia hilang. Rupenyer dia dah sarung sluar gi tengok orang main bola kat padang. Ya Allah. Mane tak tempat tu dah macam swollen skit. Takut sceptic jer &amp;amp; getting fever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, Iman terror kan! Orang terror &amp;amp; good boy je yang berani sunat tau. Lepas sunat iman sure nampak handsome nyer… uuiissyy ramai la awek mat salleh nak kat Iman nanti. Haa…maksu tak tau!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3131091391883708847?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3131091391883708847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3131091391883708847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3131091391883708847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3131091391883708847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/anugerah-pelakon-drama-terbaik-bagi.html' title='Anugerah Pelakon Drama Terbaik bagi tahun 2008 jatuh kepada ……….'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SUZ4zdrha9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/NB5KPY5vZhg/s72-c/14122008601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-9146100946736008162</id><published>2008-12-08T16:06:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:27.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya &apos;iduladha 2008'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Qurban!</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya ‘Iduladha to all muslimin &amp;amp; muslimat out there. Hope that this year, our understanding &amp;amp; appreciation with the meaning of qurban are literally &amp;amp; practically better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To k.da &amp;amp; anwar, again we are celebrating this holy day, hundreds &amp;amp; thousands miles away. One thing for sure that nothing in this world could ever weaken the loves between us. I guess its just made our family bonding became stronger than ever. The KASRIs here are missing u guys sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat sini hujan since last nite til the current hour as im writing now. So nak visit kubur ayah pun tak leh. Sian kat dey all yang jual lemang sepanjang-panjang row yang biase kite beli tu… anyhoo, hujan tu kan rahmat ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since im entirely bored now, I think I should show u some “humble pixies” which u might be interested with la k.da…ngeh ngeh ngeh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hidangan di pagi raya…. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Menu tak la sehebat raya puasa ari tu, tapi disebabkan chef ramai sangat, sampai nak buat decision banyak mane nak tambah garam/gula pun kena berdebat..adei. dengan mak yang kuat masinnya, dengan k.ti yang ntah ape-ape2 punyer taste, dengan k.lia kiter yang kuat manisnyer, akhirnya lidah saya jugak yang masih boleh diguna pakai…. Well, dah dari kecik dididik cenggitu, kan kan kan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277349164257301778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/STzpGrNC1RI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3o7eB4SMHzc/s400/08122008592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy baby! Masak lomak rebung, rembat from rumah Aunty Yak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Hey, i heard sumbody had asked a butcher about “beef mutton”??? gapo dio menate tu? im sure Chef Wei pung tok penoh denga such a perkatae! u really made us laughed our heart out man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277350557876708818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/STzqXy1zZdI/AAAAAAAAAPM/nSd14qDCgOg/s400/08122008600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan la jealous abang war…. Ok2, ni last pic k.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;specially for u! BUCUK macam abang! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277352123532160434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/STzry7XJrbI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3bJJTIOGA2c/s400/kambing+korban.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, u guys gonna anticipate such sumptuous-delicacies-daily menu rr ek? All the excellent chefs from here will be imported there – K.rita, K.rita’s mom &amp;amp; of course MAK KITER!! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘aight, my yawning really giving the signal that I should take a nap. Kenyang la katerkan…hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jazakallah for the chocolates…especially nougats. errgghh, so fattening yet freaking irresistible just to hold myself not to finish one whole box!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-9146100946736008162?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/9146100946736008162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=9146100946736008162' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/9146100946736008162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/9146100946736008162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/selamat-hari-raya-qurban.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Qurban!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/STzpGrNC1RI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3o7eB4SMHzc/s72-c/08122008592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-670593636622882102</id><published>2008-12-06T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:07:06.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toyer'/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>peh! toyernyer rase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma, aku nak tergelak la dok teringat pasal malam semalam...ruz memang penyelamat dunia rr (thx ruz!) , macam nak selamatkan "puteri raja" dari istana...woohooo..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam kau cakap, pegi sorang, balik bawak minah endon which rupe macam orang tengah lari dari rumah setinggan yang baru lepas kena ambush dengan polis kastam..!! patut amik rr gamba aku mase tu..wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan baju tidor batgirl aku tu kan... time kaseh la dengan sesi therapy kau (yang tak de pun lilin-lilin arometherapy tuh wei..). aku baring kat kerusi tu bukan pasal aku ni patient olok-olok kau ma, tapi aku dah ngantuk sebenarnyer babe...adei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siap set time takut kakak aku dah sampai...nasib helper aku kawtim ngan kiter wei. tolong bukak pintu dapur...wakakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last-last, keter kakak aku belakang kite..haha..aku nak berguling rr bile pikir balik sesi sedey aku malam tadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi satu scene tak tahan tu, aku siap berlakon gayut tepon kat dapur...bengong! kau tau ma, aku dah budget minah ni sure masuk dapurnyer..aku dah ready dah. tup tup, on da way dia g dapur, dia tanya kat helper aku,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hajar maner? dah tdo eh?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helper aku tak nak sambung subahat lagi, dia diam buat bodo jek.. aku dah nak bantai gelak dah kat tepi freezer. kakak aku sampai sink, dia tak nampak aku lagi, dia pusing kanan jer, dia nampak aku tengah tengok dia (buat-buat cam muke blur) sambil tangan pegang handphone (macam citer hantu jepun ke korea ntah yang ade small lil boy muka pucat duk bawah meja tu..ape name film tu aku tak ingat)... dia punyer menjerit terkejut, astaga dengan aku-aku skali nak menjerit kau tau! hampeh tul...mase tu rr aku gelak habis-habisan nyer.. abis aku kena sumpah ngan kakak aku. adei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kul 2 tu, aku dah pening-pening dah.. malas nak pikir la ima, shimsss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-670593636622882102?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/670593636622882102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=670593636622882102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/670593636622882102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/670593636622882102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4416291672023737355</id><published>2008-12-02T22:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:30:50.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen...;('/><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah....</title><content type='html'>after so many years with immeasurable hardships (God knows...(sigh)), today im able to say this to my "house"..... ~Selamat Graduasisasi!!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pushed for december &amp;amp; u doubled it with crutchless... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really proud of u...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4416291672023737355?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4416291672023737355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4416291672023737355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4416291672023737355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4416291672023737355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah....'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-7448086755604459294</id><published>2008-11-29T16:27:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T01:27:45.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sure tak leh jawabkan sbb x phm..hikhikhik. x per aku pun x phm.'/><title type='text'>Kisah budak bijak &amp; pendrive pinjamnya.</title><content type='html'>Pada suatu hari, budak bijak (bukan name sebenar) ni sibok menyiapkan report penting for a VERY important meeting to be held on MONDAY MORNING. Punye la banyak nak buat, dia bawak la balik rumah nak settlekan. Since pendrive dia dah penuh, dia pinjam la pendrive org lain. Sampai sekali dua pinjam (poyo giler budak bijak nih..). Since the size of the report is quite big, the file was zipped. Disbbkan penah few times hilang kerja sbb tersilap tak save dlm archive, this time budak bijak ni mengambil langkah “berhati-hati”. Awal-awal lagi dia dah extract the file and save to C drive dlm laptop dia. Ok, buat punyer buat sampai kul 2 pagi, tinggal sikit je lagi nak siap. Since budak bijak ni pun dah ngantuk, dia pikir sambung je la esok &amp;amp; boleh terus submit to the boss for REVIEWING (mcm biase la kan..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat ofis plak, keje lain berlambak2 menyebabkan budak bijak ni kena sambung report tu after lunch. dia pun laju jer siapkan report straight from the pendrive pinjam tuh. Since start pun lambat, budak bijak tu only able to submit the work by late afternoon. Dah siap, dia pun email la pada bosses yang sepatutnya do the reviewing process. Since report tu agak complicated &amp;amp; amik mase nak buat, budak ni rase legaaaa yang teramat sangat bile semua dah selesai. aaaahhhh… macam ada satu beban besar yang dah terlepas dari bahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam mase yang same, budak bijak ni remind the boss not to forget to look at the file &amp;amp; once dah approve pandai2 la email to secretaries for compilation process to be tabled at the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“boss, jgn lupe eh email tu.., saya dah submit tau. Those yg i colored in blue shows unsured figures &amp;amp; its explanation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (dah klw figure tak tau, mmg la tak leh nak explain kan..doink!)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; and those yg I colored in red plak, I cant find the facts..u know like those certs concerning the general side.. alrite boss??”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the budak bijak explained in detail with hope that the boss will understand &amp;amp; dun have to ask much lor...&lt;br /&gt;The boss then replied, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“aa aahh, ok. I know. I’ll look at it later…tgh busy sgt la ni”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The budak bijak nodded showing understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday passed by, and the weekend. Of course la budak bijak ni syok giler balik kejer ari jumaat tu kan.. Allah je yang tau how the budak bijak needs rest so much that the budak bijak could care less about any other things. From Monday til Friday tu, dia keje mmg mcm nk mati. Sikit lagi je nak hospitalised (aku kasi dramatic sket la…).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah pinjam barang orang, mesti la kena pulangkan balik kan.. siap ckp lagi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Lin (memang nama sebenar), thx eh for ur pendrive..”&lt;br /&gt;“delete je k kiter nyer folder dlm tu.. DAH TAK PAKAI DAH…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;senyum &amp;amp; trus chow balik rumah tanpa melihat kebelakang lagi..berbunga jer hati…huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk hari isnin, mata budak bijak ni terbeliak..sampai mcm nak terkeluar bijik mata.. on the budak bijak’s desk, there was a printed report with a familiar handwriting using a familiar black wet inked pen. It says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;“not update”&lt;br /&gt;“I thought we should show a profit figure in oct, why still loss? – to check”&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;“ why is the provison of bonus comm has not yet been reversed? – to check”&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is certainly not my boss's handwriting. This is GM's... shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then another thing that makes the budak bijak felt like a golf ball being stucked in the throat… - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“Sept 2008”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wut the ……???????&lt;br /&gt;mane gi file oct aku???&lt;br /&gt;aku silap send file ker???&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ker mamat ni yang silap tgk nih…hhhmmm. Tak kan la boss tak check dulu kot..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panick starts to rush down the blood, but budak bijak tried to compose xxxself. Budak bijak quickly checked the sent item in xxx email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dun tell me…………………….………...&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;how could i not see this on Thursday??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;stat dah interrogate diri sendiri. Habis….. sadaqallah hul ‘azim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since kejer tu sepatutnyer direview dulu, budak bijak ni pun gi la double confirm ngan boss dia wether boss dia ni check tak file tu. Normal la kan. Aku rase kalau aku kena pun aku buat benda yang same jugak…ahaks. Ape2 carik boss dulu.. korang tau ape boss dia jawab,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“email financial highlights? Ntah, saya tak sempat nak review pun… &amp;amp; tak fwd la kat sape-sape”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Budak bijak tu rase nak baling jer selipar kat boss dia tuh. Kau boleh tak review keje tu &amp;amp; pls dun expect my first touch on it would be flawless.. heeyyyy, ni yang gua hangin satu bdn nih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape lagi kelam kelibut rr carik the correct report kat shared folder, c drive, recycle bin, pc org tu, pendrive org ni, tak jumpe jugak.. call org IT, pun tak leh nak retrieve. Pastu tibe-tibe teringat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;entah-entah benda tu kat dlm Lin punyer pendrive lagi kot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;adusss..aku tak save kat dlm c ker rupenyer!!!&lt;br /&gt;mampooss aku…meeting pagi ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“korang, ade nampak Lin tak? Dia kat ne ek?&lt;br /&gt;“wut? Cuti??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oh maaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, rilex rilex…budak bijak gruntled underneath *** breath. Call akak secretary dulu, reconfirm meeting time coz ni dah kul brp. klw meeting pagi tak kan tak start lagi dok? hhmm.. so eventually the budak bijak picked up the phone receiver &amp;amp; dialed 1223....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“kak, meeting ari ni actually kul berape?&lt;br /&gt;“semua cari saya? yer yer saya tau memang semua orang nak pakai slides ni.”&lt;br /&gt;“oh kul 2.15? Alhamdulillah. Dun worry. Ape-ape hal I’ll update u k. Just hold on to my words. I’ll make sure I’ll get those things before lunch”.&lt;br /&gt;“Thx kak”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, mase ni budak bijak dah start rr nglupur dia.. tanya org tu tanya org ni, mcm la org-org yang dia tanya tu tau kan.. name jer bijak, tapi tak de la sangat, indah nama dari orangnyer. hhmmm…. call si Lin, tapi tak angkat. Bidak bijak ni pikir nak pegi la cari Lin kat rumah dia sbb rumah sewa dia dekat je ngan ofis. Tapi sebelum tu, nasib baik la si budak bijak ni terpikir nak tanya dulu kat Nazma (juga bukan nama sebenar), kawan rapat dgn si Lin ni. Investigate punye investigate, Lin tak tidor kat rumah sewa dia semalam. Dia tido umah cousin dia. Tapi tak tau which one, either kat gombak or kat wangsa maju. Sudah! Camno ni? Budak bijak dok ligat la otak dia memikir jalan nak dapatkan balik pendrive tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bile dah desperate tu kan, sape-saper pun jadi panjang akal. Mase ni start la call mak Lin la, boyfriend Lin la, sepupu Lin la, asal ada jer yang kait mengait ngan Lin, memang confirmed jadi mangsa budak bijak ni and tak ketinggalan, Nazma pun dah masuk jadi watak utama drama ni tau. Tapi semuanyer tak tau mane Lin or orang tu sendiri pun tak pick up fon jugak. Giler babeng tul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak dijadikan citer, mak Lin call Nazma balik. Dia cakap Lin maybe tido kat wangsa maju umah kazen dia. malas nak tunggu lama-lama lagi, budak bijak dan ditemani oleh Nazma (yang sangat baik hati nak tolong mase ni) berlari ke kereta and drove straight to the nearest lrt station coz according to Nazma dats the fastest &amp;amp; safest (takut la ape-ape jadi sbb si budak bijak ni dah gabra sangat dah) way to go to the house. Berlari-lari la budak dua orang ni naik turun lrt &amp;amp; dah sampai kat wangsa maju tu, termengah-mengah plak naik turun tangga flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai jer, dengan tak kenal sape-sape kat umah tu, budak-budak ni bagi la salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Assalamualaikum..hhmm..err.. Wan ade umah cik?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Jangankan korang, aku pun pelik kenapa nak cari Lin tapi sebut nama Wan. Si Nazma suh tanya nama Wan sebab Wan tu sedara Lin. Still, kalau dah Wan tu sedara Lin, makcik tu mesti la aunty Lin kan. Adeeii..susahnyer nak paham plot citer ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Waalaikumussalei…Wei? Wei tak dok? Gi beli ike kak keda nu..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ler..makcik ni dari kelantan rupernyer..hmm..ok. nasib budak bijak tu paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Wan tak der yer cik..hhmm..Lin ade tak? Lin ade tido sini tak cik mlm tadi? Sebenarnye kami ni dari office. Nak cari Lin sebab Lin ade simpan kejer. Penting sangat. Nak pakai hari ni”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mase ni baru la nak tanya Lin kan.&lt;br /&gt;Muke makcik tu cam blur jer bile nazma sebut nama Lin. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Lin? Sapo? Tak dok oghe namo Lin tido sini male tadi..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sudah! Nak tercabut jantung budak bijak tu dengar Lin tak de kat situ. Bergetar lutut…Muka dah pucat. Lagi berapa jam nak meeting ni. Nazma pun terpikir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“kalau mcm tu boleh saya dapatkan nombor Wan tak cik?&lt;br /&gt;“hehe…mokcik tok tau pulok nomor Wei beghapo..hehe..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Rilek jer makcik tu jawab tersengih-sengih sambil tengok muke anak kecik dia kat situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak bijak &amp;amp; Nazma dah blur dah. Tak kan no hp anak sendiri tak tau kot? Hhmm.. maybe makcik ni tak ingat coz dia tak pakai hp kan. Tibe-tibe anak pompuan dia yang umur lebey kurang darjah 3-4 gamaknyer, keluarkan hp &amp;amp; cari no. abang dia. Akhirnya dapat jugak no Wan ni. At least kan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru la makcik mary ni ade kesempatan nak menjemput masuk rumah &amp;amp; baru si budak bijak terpisat-pisat nak follow, tibe-tibe dengar suara Nazma tgh cakap kat telefon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“A’kum Wan. Ni Nazma, kawan Lin. Wan tau tak Lin kat mane sekarang? Ade urgent matter la nak jmpe dia ni”.&lt;br /&gt;“huh? Wan pun tak tau ke? ok, takper. Tapi boleh mintak tlg sket tak, Wan tolong callkan bf Lin yer, kot dia tau Lin katne…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“k, thx Wan. A’kum.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus dua-dua tak jadi masuk dalam umah. Gelap jap jadi dunia ni. Makcik mary pun dari berdiri tunggu orang masuk, trus duduk. Dia pun blur agaknyer, aku ni kena buat air tak ni? Karang air dah jerang, cekodok dah goreng, budak-budak sakai ni tak nak masuk plak. Dah la main serang jer orang kat umah. Cari Lin. Lin mano pulok. Do oh sungguh la budok budok zame sekare nih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah-tengah otak kosong tu + tok leh nak pikir ape lagi dah, Nazma dapat call from Wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“yer Wan! Dia pun tak tau jugak? Adei..camne ni?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hari ni pulang jubah convo eh? Hhmm..tul gak. Sure kat shah alamnyer kan.. k, thx again Wan”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape lagi Nazma angkat kaki trus nak turun tangga. Nasib la si budak bijak sedar lagi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“oi cik kak, salam dulu…haha..ko nih!”.&lt;br /&gt;“a’ah luper lak..hehe”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; si Nazma reply dgn selamber blurnyer baru nak gi salam makcik mary...adei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape lagi, lari turun tangga, cross jalan depan flat tuh tanpa nak pedulik sangat keter kiri kanan, beli tiket lrt, lari naik escalator, dussyyuummm masuk lam lrt. Fuh, penaaatt.. macam citer speed yg Keanu Reeves tu berlakon pun ade gak adegan nih. Ala-ala la kan.. habeh, tak kan aku nak cakap harry potter kot?? Nak buat lawak pun agak-agak rr…akenna aaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam lrt tuh, tangan budak-budak 2 orang tak putus call si Lin &amp;amp; mulut plak tak putus berzikir. Peerrggh, tawakal mase ni tak hengaatttt!!!! Allah dah tentukan jalan citer ni macam ni, tengah-tengah call berjuta-juta kali tu, Lin angkat fon. Rase macam nak melompat si budak bijak ni mase tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Ya Allah Lin Kok Wing! Ni kau ker? Aku cam tak percaya je siot dpt ckp ngan kau nih! Huhu.. Dah naik berkulat kematu jari aku ni menelepon ha! Asal ko silent fon kau tuh??”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Lin ko kat ne skrg?&lt;br /&gt;“Damansara??” Ape jadahnyer ko bley ade kat Damansara?”&lt;br /&gt;“K, aper-aper la Lin. Mcm ni, pendrive yang aku pinjam kat kau last week, ade kat ko tak skrg?” “Aku boleh tersilap send file la kat boss. File yang betul tu aku terlupe plak nak save kat pc aku..iisssyy..tolong Lin”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“ye aku tau aku memang sengal. Ko simpan je kutukan-kutukan tu nanti eh.. kiter settle yang ni dlu”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“hah???? Ko dah delete? Kat cc?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“oh, ok. Nak retrieve balik? Thx Lin. Jumpe ko trus kat ofis eh”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A’kum”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak bijak pandang Nazma, Nazma pandang budak bijak. Dua- dua senyum &amp;amp; baru la rase boleh bernafas balik.. lega skit. At least dah nampak la cahaya pulang ke ofis tu kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai ofis, kejap lps tu Lin sampai. Once Lin angkat jer PENDRIVE HIKMAT tu, mata budak bijak tibe-tibe cam ade effect bersinar-sinar dek pancaran keramat kuasa pedang sailormoon bergabung dengan kuasa kesatria baja itam bile pendrive gaban tuh kelihatan! Dahsyat tul citer ni (korang yang bacer rase cam teruja kan, ni lagi aku yang tulis..peerrgghh, terharu babe!! macam nak menitik air mata tau!) Sempat mambu-mambu si lin sekejap sebab silent kan fon dia tu, ckp thx lebey kurang, lari naik lift kat building ofis tu, duk kat kusi, cocok pendrive, panggil Mr G (hhmm..nama pangkal tu nama sebenar la) to do brief checking, amend figures sane sini sket, pap email trus kat GM, cc to other bosses, blind copied to kuli-kuli lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….. siap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soalan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Apakah warna, jenama &amp;amp; kapasiti pendrive tersebut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lengapkan slogan kata ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sumpah saya akan check sent item saya setiap kali menyubmit kerja kerana……… (tidak lebih dari 1 patah perkataan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hadiah pertama, kedua &amp;amp; ketiga&lt;/strong&gt; (semua same sebab hadiah memang ade 1 jer):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendrive hikmat (warna, jenama &amp;amp; kapasiti same dengan barang kes..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-7448086755604459294?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7448086755604459294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=7448086755604459294' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7448086755604459294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/7448086755604459294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/kisah-budak-bijak-pendrive-pinjamnya.html' title='Kisah budak bijak &amp; pendrive pinjamnya.'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-736712887008130212</id><published>2008-11-27T22:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:19:07.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitnah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vain'/><title type='text'>Dude, enuff lar. Its about time to change...</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the news malam ni menyebabkan aku yang agak tengah kering idea nak tulis ape sekarang, makes me wanna write something. Really tak tahan ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about ANOTHER bloody pathetic anomaly dat happens to a certain degree of people. Absurd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are u saiful? What do u want in life? What are your priorities? How do u interpret IMAN &amp;amp; ISLAM in your very own perspective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All u have to do is gi la abis belajar dulu. Kater gi jumpe menteri psl nak apply scholarship. Skrg buat ape? Cari publicity naik turun court, asserting someone’s indecency, “swearing”, buat statement kat PC and everything??? Gossh! what a hassle that u are involving yourself with, which in the end u are the one to be shamed of! And please tak payah nak mention name university yang kau sendiri pun tak habis blajar, buat malu universiti kitaorg jer. MPP?? Pperrgghh! hoi, I got MPP frens &amp;amp; ive never seen any junior MPP like u.. certainly not qualified at all. Manifesto ape ko nak ckp? So not braniac! Tak de charisma langsung! Please, wise people wont easily be bought with your words ok. And aku pun tak tau la bile mase hamlau mcm kau ni sempat plak sekolah kat sekolah menengah aku..adoi! btw, I wonder what did u actually score for your spm rr?? Hahaha.. Lu betul betul ting tong la mat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrongdoings are normal. But there’s always a turning point after u realized the harm dat u did. C’mmon, we are adult enuff to gauge between rights &amp;amp; wrongs. So far what u have achieved is basically nothing but people’s lost of respect. And wait, u think u are “that” cute to sell off your face? Im really sorry but u don’t. Berlambak lagi orang kat luar tu who has outstanding looks but their dignity comes first. U instead became our laughing stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kno wut, it would really make my day IF u were to bump into this blog, read this entry and leave a comment on it. I want to see your answer &amp;amp; what actually u are fighting for. I want to know how do u use one of the greatest anatomies that Allah rewards us with – BRAIN. I also damn curious about the wavelength of how u think?? Hhmmm? Something that is “ponderless” kot…adei! Seriously, I pity u. U really have to educate yourself. Education (cultivated with Iman) that makes a moslem outstanding than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I HAVE to consider u as a moslem brother, u should know better that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;money isn’t everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tok leh bawak masuk kubur pun bang. Dosa memfitnah tu lebih hebat balasannya dari dosa membunuh orang. In the real world, the consequences of accusing another human being baselessly would cost the community to depart &amp;amp; fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong la takut dengan balasan Allah wahai saudara. Kalau Allah tak balas cash, He would creditly repay us in the hereafter. So conclusion, dua-dua pun mengerikan. Don’t u think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Dunia mempunyai daya penarik yang kuat kerana Allah SWT telah menjadikannya berkeadaan demikian untuk menguji manusia siapakah yang dapat menguasai hawa nafsunya dan dapat menjalani kehidupan di dunia menurut jalan yang diredhai Allah. Oleh itu Rasulullah SAW menuntut kita supaya memelihara dan mengawal diri daripada diruntun oleh kemanisan dan keindahan dunia dengan menambahkan keimanan dan ketaqwaan kepada Allah sambil mengingati bahawa segala yang ada di dunia hanyalah sementara sahaja berbanding dengan segala nikmat di akhirat yang kekal abadi.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahua’lam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-736712887008130212?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/736712887008130212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=736712887008130212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/736712887008130212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/736712887008130212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/dude-enuff-lar-its-about-time-to-change.html' title='Dude, enuff lar. Its about time to change...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-8850826113647235373</id><published>2008-11-17T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:45:46.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An awesome piece of Cudamani - Taruna Gandrung!</title><content type='html'>Gamelan originated from Buleleng, Bali.&lt;br /&gt;Angker deh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EXzfpS6WK4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EXzfpS6WK4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8850826113647235373?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8850826113647235373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8850826113647235373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8850826113647235373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8850826113647235373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/awesome-piece-of-cudamani-taruna.html' title='An awesome piece of Cudamani - Taruna Gandrung!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3999906019307246293</id><published>2008-11-15T14:15:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:22:17.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gamelan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>me &amp; my music obsessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is me writing about music versatility in my room with all lights turned off and the only illumination that helps is the light coming from my laptop screen; while listening to a song sang by one of the infamous indo bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I listen to any sounds of music (which I like of course..duh!), I would feel that as if someone has brought me entering into another world. Seolah-olah dibuai dgn jiwa yang dibawa dalam lagu itu. Im into genres like – contemporary music (soul r&amp;amp;b, pop, ballads, jazz, soft rock) &amp;amp; of course TRADITIONAL music. And when i say traditional, i meant a very traditional one. uuuhh..aarrrr...hiiihiiihiihii...aaahhhh.. (cam sial jer aku type bunyi hantu nih...). Though some of my frens do find that my passion on traditional songs is kinda weird, but slowly they absorbed the idea of me liking this music so much. The most common statement that they would shout at me "kau biar betul ja, minat lagu-lagu mcm tu???...eerrggh...". And i would reply with a long smile.. "beetuuuul...ngeh..ngeh..ngeh...”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be someone who only listens to English song as I was influeced by my siblings which practically being brought up listening only to English songs. We did listen to malay’s but there were limited choice of songs. Until when I was in my varsity years, I got to know the Gamelan music. Something interesting so I thought. At that point of time I still had limited malay song choices. Bile kawan dengar lagu-lagu melayu nih, aku pun dengar. Kawan suke, aku pun suke jugak. Main ikut-ikut… bile ingat-ingat balik, kelakar ek..? hehe. And now, when im working in a company that has 99% of malay ethnicity, my spectrum of songs have widen reflectively. In fact, my current fave DJs are the “hangat” fm morning crew u know…haaa!! ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true that malaysia's heritage, music and dances vary widely and are all influenced by one or more of malaysia's cultural components. Much of Malaysian music and dance has evolved over a period of time. Nevertheless, I am boldly admitting that I listen more of indo music rather than ours. No offence but hey, their melodies &amp;amp; lyrics are literally better, aren’t they..? Maybe its also because their passion in musical is pure and not for money/being glamour (some of them may go for that material la..which not me to deny at all). When u have something genuine that coming straight from your heart, it can be seen through your production. Partly why me being bias with their musical talents, simply because deep down in me, i am truly fascinated with Indonesian acculturations, needless-to-say rich of historical cultures, lavish and beautiful languages, thousands of ethnicities; of what I found them as an extraordinaire, phenomenal, colorful &amp;amp; unparalleled (some call it as bizarre) demeanors of its people.... ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, this is not what im trying to emphasize here. Not my main agenda...huhu. Lets go back to how i first got myself involved with the gamelan thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, traditional malay music is centered on the gamelan. The gamelan used to provide the music for the palace/formal occasions. Its a combination of unique and also darn expensive + heavy gamelan sets (we were strictly warned to be extra careful in handling those instruments especially when we have to bring them ourselves for far-distance performances). Dengan gemersik dan paluan yang dihasilkan tarian kayu pemukul Bonang Baron, quite-complicated-to-play Bonang Penerus, Sarong Baron, Sarong Pekin, the xylophone-like Gambang, the huge Kenong, Gong, Kempul and of course the leader among all – Gendang, the combined resonances are very much irresistible. The overall sound is unusual, very beautiful and ironically has a kind of "hypnotic" effect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the “vintage” Javanese gamelan songs and me, there is some sort like a connection. A soft spot I must say. Every time I listened to the soothing rhythm, it seems that the piece of music is so brilliant, ubiquitious, euphoric and exclusive as well. I just love it so much that its hard for me to pick a word which describe this music best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we have 2 more years to reach 2010 so to speak, end-user like me still hardly find gamelan cds at our music stores. Kalau ade pun, harga must be RM60 and above, which I would consider not worth buying. I did google on free mp3 downloads for Javanese/Balinese/"Malaynese" (hihi..) gamelan songs but it would end up with empty results - as in the song is undownloadable before u pay). Perhaps anyone who might knowing any reliable infos related to gamelan songs, or maybe having the same interests, kindly revert to me if u don’t mind sharing.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764569197593218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SR5pdegvwoI/AAAAAAAAANM/GEFCjb64Sr8/s400/F1010007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kena practice tgh panas pun happy je kan.. pelik! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764572643349490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SR5pdrWR0_I/AAAAAAAAANU/spwlEZ-lTSA/s400/F1020012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;playing for a merdeka event...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764562072733458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SR5pdD-DBxI/AAAAAAAAANE/h_co7qRj6MQ/s400/2003_0103Image0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a show we did in Penang... kaki aku dah kebas giler mase nih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764574556161330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SR5pdyeVBTI/AAAAAAAAANk/CBytReooXjY/s400/IM000073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;uuiishh..khusyuk giler the gamelanians practising for FSU nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268766666014951986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SR5rXhw9ijI/AAAAAAAAANs/e0HCu3uiFxM/s400/DSC01259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here comes the real event....huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764577993305202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SR5pd_RzrHI/AAAAAAAAANc/nqCtmquOQIQ/s400/F1020097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;our senior' s batch graduation ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;p/s: calling for mek nija, ayu, k.iza, liza, pardip, azeem, ziman..... jom main lagi wei! kali ni kat istana budaya plak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3999906019307246293?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3999906019307246293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3999906019307246293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3999906019307246293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3999906019307246293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-me-writing-about-music.html' title='me &amp; my music obsessions'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SR5pdegvwoI/AAAAAAAAANM/GEFCjb64Sr8/s72-c/F1010007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-1377308960707134235</id><published>2008-11-12T21:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:41:14.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='box office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laskar pelangi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nidji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrea hirata'/><title type='text'>&lt; Laskar Pelangi by Andrea Hirata &gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267768623230196018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SRrfpyqVmTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oO9tF95qglg/s400/LASKAR+PELANGI.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so head over heels for this movie + its soundtrack (nidji had grabbed the honor to show off their music talents for this movie &amp;amp; yes... they did the hell rite thing!). i dun want to miss out putting the video clip at the bottom of this blog...hehe. Gosh, what a genius to have thought that everything would blend perfectly with the wittiest combinations ever. Citer mcm la penah tgk. kan… but nvr mind, let this preview tells ya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Laskar Pelangi, a best-selling Indonesian novel written by Andrea Hirata in 2005 now has been adapted to movie with the same title "Laskar Pelangi". Laskar Pelangi based on the writer's own experiences, about an inspiring teacher and her 10 students in the poverty-stricken Kampung Gantong in Belitong. They study in a poor Elementary school-SD Muhammadiyah-, which only have ten students, they are Laskar Pelangi. Each of them, has a special characteristic. For example, Lintang who is the smartest. He is really addicted with education. He likes to explore new things. Even, he must takes eighty kilometres vice versa a day to reach the school. Another figure is Mahar who has a talent in art. He has a beautiful imagination to create something. And also, the main figure of this Tetralogy, Ikal. The poor condition of their school building does not dampen their high spirits and hopes for a better future.Laskar Pelangi not also kind of literature buku, but also scientific reference. Even, this novel has been a reference to compose recommendation of education policy in Indonesia.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;* additional notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took 40 days of filming on Belitong Island, Bangka-Belitung province, involving 12 local actors, and reportedly cost Rp 8 Billion. Andrea entrusted the filming of the story to respected figures in the film industry, Mira Lesmana and Riri Reza, as producer and film director, respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bile nak sampai m’sia nih??!!! Tak sabar nyer!!! Huhu.. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-1377308960707134235?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1377308960707134235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=1377308960707134235' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1377308960707134235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/1377308960707134235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-head-over-heels-with-this-movie.html' title='&lt; Laskar Pelangi by Andrea Hirata &gt;'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SRrfpyqVmTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oO9tF95qglg/s72-c/LASKAR+PELANGI.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-8146951218606299502</id><published>2008-11-10T01:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:23:57.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tak pandai tipu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vertigo'/><title type='text'>doc......kasi mc 10 hari can rr???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s already half past one. A.M.! I cudnt sleep. So I thought I shud write sumthing, mane tau untung-untung tertido ke mase tgh type ni kan…huhu. Dah la kuku ni tgh panjang, susah giler nak type. Sket sket salah, pastu backspace, pastu salah lagi, pastu retype lagi... iisssyy…irritated nyer… k, lupekan hal kuku ku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I can say my health is deteriorating. Im not trying to be proud of my health or anything but I was a person who would not easily fall sick. However rite now, my coughing is going wild. Sampai dah tahap malas nak tutup mulut bile batuk. air liur nak bersepah, bersepah la. aku dah tak larat. Kalau berjangkit kat orang lain, kira halal je la yer… Dah la ade extra pressure on the stomache everytime coughing. Bkn setakat muscle kat pinggang jer sakit, belakang pun terasa. Dah tak tahan sgt batuk tak nak berenti, I took copastin coz I want to avoid feeling sleepy after taking the coughing med. Furthermore I just hate liquid-form meds. Masalahnyer, dah habis pun pills tu, batuk makin teruk pulak. Haaiii…so yesterday I bought ubat batuk cap ibu dan anak. Yuck…tak sedap! Dgn harapan hilang la gatal yg menggiler kat kerongkongku ini. Pun tak hilang jugak, makin kuat batuk jadiknyer. Beli pulak hacks hitam &amp;amp; cough-relief strepsil kaler purple…peh! Pedas! Dah la kedai tu tak jual packet kecik. Kena la beli packet besar. Dugaan…… Nak gi ofis plak, aku akan bawak bekal madu perah dengan lemon + air teh o. Pun tak nak hilang. Malam bonda aku suruh letak kapur campur lemon sapu kat area leher. Hhmm..result same gak. Last resort, gi clinic. Dpt la mucoprom syrup, charcoal pill &amp;amp; cetirizine. Aku bley pulak luper nak mintak difflam. Mase tu dah penat kot..hhmm..wutevr. Rase mcm nak beli penggarok bdn tu, garu kat kerongkong ni. Teramatlah gatalnyer macam ade cacing kerawit tengah syok buat break dance dalam throat aku nih.. Tonsil tak payah citer, enlarging from its normal size &amp;amp; perit mcm ada luka. Aku kalau part kena tonsil ni mmg la tension habeh. coz I will force my throat to swallow any foods coz when I do that, the soreness will somehow being unfelt. Tu yang badan pun boleh naik. Org lain demam/sakit jadi kurus, aku terbalik plak…kureng tul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being added to my misery, last week I had a bad dizziness sensation, hallunisation, mual, muntah &amp;amp; yang sewaktu dengannya. That was the second time I had similar symptoms within a period of 2 months plus. Mase first time kena mcm ni, I thot my blood pressure was low. But when the doc had me checked, both of my blood pressure &amp;amp; pulse were good. Then I knew that im having Vertigo. Ive heard this term before, but no idea what the hell it was &amp;amp; too lazy to ask anyway. Bile diri sendiri kena, baru la mcm oooooohhh ini ker rasenyer ade vertigo. Iissyy..tak best sungguh. Hari yang kena ni, I vomitted like a pathetic bulimic/aneroxic people. Infact I lost count of how many times I threw up. Seksa wei! Tengah-tengah muntah tu, aku terfikir - ape la ke bangang bebenor budak-budak yang skinny-obsessed nih sibuk muntahkn makanan balik. &lt;strong&gt;Satu&lt;/strong&gt;, tak ke haru kalau asyik nak uwek uwek jer…. &lt;strong&gt;Dua&lt;/strong&gt;, buat habis duit ko beli makanan..baik bagi orang miskin. &lt;strong&gt;Tiga&lt;/strong&gt;, kalau dah tak nak makan tu, puasa je la. dah dapat 2 pahala kat situ…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat ofis plak , busy x hengat… aku nak pikir pasal month-end closing la, brcp testing la, attending meetings with new vendors for accounting systems purchase la, monthly reports la, pastu kena cover plak keje orang lain…haaiii…feels like “seperti lenyek ditimpa bulldozer”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rase semua ni jadi pun pasal salah sendiri jugak. Taking good health for granted. Masuk hari ni, dah 3 orang kate aku jadi macam ni pasal not having enuff sleep – doctor, boss &amp;amp; bonda. Which what they were saying was true. Macam sekarang ni ha, tengah buat aper ni??? Ha????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam minggu ni jugak, si Ima buat lawak yang tak kelakar langsung.... kau ingat cute sangat la buat muke innocent depan mak itam kau mcm tuh..?? jap..jap..aku nak bayangkan muke kau..a’ah la, cute cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaik sahaja punat mungil PDA ku yang dicipta oleh sebuah syarikat berasal dari korea selatan di mana kini ia telah berjaya menawani pasaran asia tenggara di dalam bidang telekomukasi; ditekan setelah menjawab panggilan kecemasanmu itu, ku terasa seperti ada satu kuasa yang tidak lain tidak bukan, tetapi sengaja untuk menguji kegeniusan aku yang sememangnya tidak dapat disangkal lagi kesahihan &amp;amp; ketulenannya. Perasaan ku terasa makin tercabar. Hatiku bagai disiat-siat. Degupan jantungku semakin berdegup laju. Secara ironi, aku dapat merasakan sekiranya ketidaksungguhanku dalam mencetuskan penyelesaian hakiki lagi suci, serba sedikit tidak dapat memberi ruang kepadamu untuk menyahkan perasaan dalaman yang semakin hari semakin kuat diruntun ragu. Sementelah itu, tekad ku terus utuh walaupun hanya sekadar menyumbang cebisan idea yang terlalu dhaif ini tentang informasi/tip yang mungkin dapat memainkan peranan penting dalam usaha untuk menjana propaganda halusmu daripada menjadi kabur seolah-olah fatamorgana dipadang pasir dek kerana KAU TAK NAK MENGAKU KAU YANG BAWAK BALIK VOUCHERS TESCO TUH!!!! &amp;amp; dun tell me u have not return it yet..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im done for tonite as I dun even know what im writing about anymore… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-8146951218606299502?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8146951218606299502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=8146951218606299502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8146951218606299502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/8146951218606299502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-feeling-really-well.html' title='doc......kasi mc 10 hari can rr???'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-5215124220700216073</id><published>2008-11-09T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:09:25.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orange swirls'/><title type='text'>new layout baby!</title><content type='html'>Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry baru dapat nak display blog nih... bukan aper, contractor indon tu slow sangat wat kejer renovation... padahal payment dah bayar full kat tauke dia. ape ntah name company ni..eermm..jap..alamak time2 ni plak memori aku buat hal..isshhh...ape ek...aaaa!!! dah.. dah ingat dah..name contruction company tuh - &lt;strong&gt;streamyx!!&lt;/strong&gt; next time, tobat aku tak nak buat business dengan diaorg ni lagi. blacklisted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ni dah siap, ape lagi, BE MY GUESTS.. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-5215124220700216073?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5215124220700216073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=5215124220700216073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5215124220700216073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5215124220700216073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/orange-template.html' title='new layout baby!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-5005744562842638367</id><published>2008-11-05T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:54:56.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><title type='text'>OBAMA WON!!!</title><content type='html'>"America can change. Yes we can! This victory is for you. America, we have came so far. Yet we still have a long journey ahead that lies with great challenges. With the financial crisis that we are facing now. I know the government cant meet everything but I WILL LISTEN TO YOU. &lt;strong&gt;I WILL LISTEN TO YOU ESPECIALLY WHEN WE ARE IN DISAGREE&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he quoted as saying this in his victory speech right after he was officially announced as the President-elect of america. fuhhh, goosebump dengar dia cakap the whole speech tuh. emotional &amp;amp; spritized giler... hope once he's in charged of the white house in Jan'09, time to walk the talks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-5005744562842638367?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5005744562842638367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=5005744562842638367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5005744562842638367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/5005744562842638367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-won.html' title='OBAMA WON!!!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-3898989242183022991</id><published>2008-11-03T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:44:31.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18SGPLSX - Restricted to female readers only!</title><content type='html'>To GUYS, u may not want to read this + I dun need your comment please. Its between girls &amp;amp; im dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s up with the profile-non-stop-viewing, adding, commenting, messaging and as if those things aren’t enuff yet, updating pixies on purpose with 1 objective - trying to make me mad or jealous..??! excusez-moi?? U really think I care? Im very much beyond that OK! Grow up woman! Im sorry but u actually got the wrong person. I don’t give a damn about u or anything that relates to u and please do the same with me. Have u ever heard of a word respect before? Does word privacy ever exist in your dictionary??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U really thought that I have all the time in this world to think about your stuff when I have loads of reportings piling up on my desk, zillions of other major things &amp;amp; problems in my head??? Huh???? Don’t u have anything more serious to do than what u are doing now? Gosh! This is ridiculous. And u expected me to reply? Are u kidding me? I dun even know u! Are u out of your freaking mind? My God, what is wrong with people nowadays lar??? aiiyyoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must u try so hard pretending to befriend with the person when u knew it would be the hardest thing to do? Common, stop bullshitting everybody else and importantly yourself for the reason that it certainly brings zero benefit to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are u some kind of intimidated of me or what? What would u get in return if u are so ga-ga over your partner's ex? Would that makes your partner loves u more? And u think u have the advantage before him as u knew every single detail (from up to toe) about his exes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell u something la ok, all of these psychopath behaviours simply show how unsecured &amp;amp; immatured u are! So stop touching and holding on at your partner’s past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly perplexed with the state of mind of people who are actually busying themselves getting updates of their boyfriend’s exes. Fine if you know where to stop your walking at, but interfering that someone’s life is what people call as an act of a STOOOPID ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion of all these are none other than time wasting, non-accomplished motive, soiled intention, exposing self-stupidity and pretty much a nuisance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-3898989242183022991?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3898989242183022991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=3898989242183022991' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3898989242183022991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/3898989242183022991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/18sgplsx-restricted-to-female-readers.html' title='18SGPLSX - Restricted to female readers only!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6041716707321615597</id><published>2008-10-30T23:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:13:34.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entah'/><title type='text'>sekarang ni susah betul nak pikir part title nih...</title><content type='html'>alamak...baru nak start browsing my head what to write.. sakit perut plak.. adei! asal cam senak ni? masuk angin ke? no gastritis. anyway, ive eaten wut...???? adoi.... errgghh.. ala, baru tengah cam tibe tibe happy nak post sumthing sambil layan lagu Afgan nih (young &amp;amp; talented indon artist.. go &amp;amp; find what he has to offer @ youtube. ces, sempat promote tuh..doink!). ni dah blur balik plak. sakit la wei..... kenapa ni perut? jangan la macam ni sayang oi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jap, saper mamat 8tv quickie nih? mengada-ngadanyer cakap omputeh! slang cam haram. &lt;strong&gt;booket jhalell&lt;/strong&gt; (bukit jalil). akennaaa, geli tul. kalau pompunan tak per la..sebab pompuan memang mengada (im not exaggerating but its a straight fact, rite? tak nak ngaku sudah....). setakat nak buat british accent, aku leh buat. in fact anak tauke kedai Sin Yoon Seng kat rumah aku ni pun boleh buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eessyy dah la.. .sakit giler pulak ni... better go. u.......help me pleassshhh. damn! text la cepat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6041716707321615597?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6041716707321615597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6041716707321615597' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6041716707321615597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6041716707321615597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/10/sekarang-ni-susah-betul-nak-pikir-part.html' title='sekarang ni susah betul nak pikir part title nih...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-2761147265758489373</id><published>2008-10-30T00:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:32:42.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q and A session'/><title type='text'>layan je la k...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Please crack your head to answer these questions... your answers are DEFINITELY helping me to get rid off my "sangap"ness... (sigh!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sapi dgn lembu ada beza ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oprah dah gemuk balik eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kenapa citer Hindustan mesti 3 jam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Asal website MARA scholarships cam hampeh? Letak link, tp x leh click. demam tul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kenapa music tu universal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kenapa perempuan risau sgt psl berat badan lebih dari berat anak dia? or mak dia ke? or jiran&lt;br /&gt;dia ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sudah gaharu cendana pula. Asal lak? Ape kaitan gaharu &amp;amp; cendana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Why most girls find House damn sexy?&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah aku sorang jer! Sibok je yang lain-lain tuh! Hhhmmpph!! (korang tak payah la jawab&lt;br /&gt;yang ni….tak pasal-pasal aku jadi emotional lak nih..iisssyyyy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sutera tak boleh bwk solat sbb najis. Abis, baju yang half cotton half silk, boleh x?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Citer Hikmah kat astro tu ade berapa season sebenarnyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kenapa manusia suke perasan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kenapa fon aku asyik x de credit jer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tq..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-2761147265758489373?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2761147265758489373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=2761147265758489373' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2761147265758489373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/2761147265758489373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/10/layan-je-la-k.html' title='layan je la k...'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6772814951687166607</id><published>2008-10-28T22:16:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:41:49.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>title apaan??? nggak ada lah!</title><content type='html'>aku tuh bingung deh... pening.. pusing.. waduh.. aku butuh minyak angin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini semua gara-gara streamyx yang semakin hari semakin sebel! gilak! iiihh pak tmnet, dibaiki dong internetnya! kok kerja yang sebegini gampang nggak bisa didatangi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau mungkin juga karena laptop ini yang semakin usang dimamah usia. cuman mana mungkin aku bisa gantiin sama yang baru. saku aku juga semakin robek!! loh gi mana dong???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enak banget ya kalo matirial-matirial yang aku inginkan itu langsung aku dapatin secara gratis... kayak orang kaya...huargh huargh huargh (camni ker gaya org indon gelak?? x per, blasah jer). rumahnya gede. mobilnya hebat. uangnya jutaan. kartu kredit baaaanyak skali. hape nya juga yang paling ngetop. nggak perlu ditambahin pulsa persis sekarang. Pakei aja yang namanya talian Lepas Bayaran. kondisi cowok harus bule yang ganteng. liburan ke luar negara perkara biasa doang. keren sih!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah! bunyik &amp;amp; lagaknya emang paling sempurna. tapi sedarin dong, itu semua hanyalah mimpi indah yang sedetik. ternyata hidup manusia itu nggak ada yang satu ratus persen perfect. pasti ada kelemahannya yang tersendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya udahh! omongnya jauh sampei ke timor timor. trus sedari tadi nggak ada satu titik pun yang bisa nyelesain masalah streamyx sialan ini! cikampek! brastagi! sundel bolong! jelangkong! kuntilanak! mak lampir! kris dayanti! ari wibowo! roma irama! hermantino! bakso! Aaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;* frens, nanti kumpul duit beli laptop &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;paling latest&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; skali utk birthday aku eh…hehe. aku tunggu tau… aku tunggu jer… aku tunggu eh.. aku tunggu nih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6772814951687166607?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6772814951687166607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6772814951687166607' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6772814951687166607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6772814951687166607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/10/nggak-ada-title-yang-sesuwei.html' title='title apaan??? nggak ada lah!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-4064018043101828240</id><published>2008-10-27T08:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:18:05.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atie dearie's engagement..</title><content type='html'>Congrats ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261634805574518530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQUU-nQZxwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_Px8rq4TNy4/s400/P2610080009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;U looked so happy &amp;amp; very much blissful... ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261636137411426898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQUWMIvEOlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Hn1U91Rw50Q/s400/P2610080008c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;..amik berkat nih... semoga aura kau melekat kat aku.. hehe.. ;p&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was u who wanted this to be posted here 'aight, so dun blame me when somebody from $&amp;amp;%*@# starts to ask u what the heck is goin' on... hahaha.. biase la.. being kay-poh-chi is their trademark wut............. hhmm.. lantak la, as long as ure happy darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261634802089510306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQUU-aRgxaI/AAAAAAAAALo/BHD6LYrihMc/s400/P2610080007c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the foods were lovely la.. yummmieess... ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-4064018043101828240?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4064018043101828240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=4064018043101828240' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4064018043101828240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/4064018043101828240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/10/atie-dearies-engagement.html' title='Atie dearie&apos;s engagement..'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQUU-nQZxwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_Px8rq4TNy4/s72-c/P2610080009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933145965964033898.post-6215473881397133410</id><published>2008-10-21T00:28:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T01:21:35.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confident'/><title type='text'>CONFIDENCE IS A MUST!</title><content type='html'>CONFIDENT! CONFIDENT! CONFIDENT!&lt;br /&gt;HEY! WHO SAID I CANNOT DO IT??&lt;br /&gt;I CAN. I WILL. I AM CONFIDENT. MORE THAN EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this sweet toothless confident gurl.....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SPy3V1v9deI/AAAAAAAAALA/NAAJ16pbK1k/s1600-h/girl+missing+teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259283962448746434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SPy65iKql8I/AAAAAAAAALI/fJiK8bRmWvA/s400/girl+missing+teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps something like over smiled lil' boy.....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SPy1dby0ANI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SHMev5D3x5U/s1600-h/boy+missing+teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259283969543328338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SPy658mJUlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MN3zrxZ_vlY/s400/boy+missing+teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe this when there's nothing in this world could stop my confidence from growing &lt;strong&gt;HUGE....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259283971070599618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SPy66CSRocI/AAAAAAAAALY/G1sQsZsjsHU/s400/biggest+panty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe i would turn out this worse (not bad wut..huh?). but, at least &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM CONFIDENT OF MY OWNSELF!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259283972661205922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SPy66INgW6I/AAAAAAAAALg/xFWzDdD4FpQ/s400/x+de+gigi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xtra note: - thx babe, for making me see one of the most important things in life which i almost lost it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933145965964033898-6215473881397133410?l=hajarkasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6215473881397133410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933145965964033898&amp;postID=6215473881397133410' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6215473881397133410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933145965964033898/posts/default/6215473881397133410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hajarkasri.blogspot.com/2008/10/confident-is-must.html' title='CONFIDENCE IS A MUST!'/><author><name>hajar kasri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SQc3YZftmJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/7fAXPgWZQSA/S220/P2309080002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFuqmAWQyhk/SPy65iKql8I/AAAAAAAAALI/fJiK8bRmWvA/s72-c/girl+missing+teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
