<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:32:42.620+08:00</updated><category term='PS2'/><title type='text'>LoudThinker's Journey Through Life</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
I'm just another writer still trapped within my truth.A hesitant prize fighter
still trapped within my youth...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-8138044259068197457</id><published>2009-06-24T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T17:01:22.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm..</title><content type='html'>Heh..sorry for the short absence..Ade attend one event kat Singapore. last week. Prepare.carik info sana sini one week.recuperate tenaga lepas bercuti budget gitu.One week. I spend the last weekend by bangun mandi makan PS2 tido PS2 tido makan.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fortunately the other day i read a news feed at the wordpress.com yang Yahoo360 akan ditutup, so aku pon terkedek-kedek menjalankan urusan import export and hasilnya..semua hasil tulisan entry2 aku ade kat wordpress. Termasuk jugak yang dari blog ni. Redirect code sumer dah siap..cum aku mcm nak kemas2 dulu 'rumah' baru tuh..nak letak itu dan ini. Ralat jugak macam tak boleh letak feedjit kat wordpress..apesal ek? ke ade care aku je yang tak tau..kene belajar nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanti biler aku raser macam dah boleh terma tetamu ke rumah baru tuh, you guys will know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-8138044259068197457?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8138044259068197457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=8138044259068197457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/8138044259068197457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/8138044259068197457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm..'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-1055808746066526318</id><published>2009-06-10T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:44:53.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentang itu</title><content type='html'>Someone commented that she felt like the lowest sinner and so small after reading my post yesterday. I was greatly saddened by that. It was not my intention to make her or anybody felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Marlina sungguh bagus sekarang..layak ke nak kawan dengan dier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please don't...its not my place to preach and i am not preaching, i write my story..i hope Uya' found it and know that I am sorry for all the silence....and I'm writing this for me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So biler nanti malas2 solat lambat2..this writing can remind me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ape da..smlm baru tulis macam siket punyer bagus..takkan nak tangguh Isyak sebab Yakuza kot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku masih aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku maseh dgr lagu-lagu..maseh nyanyi kuat2 dgn radio..maseh maki2 kalo kene tumbuk tak sempat nak elak masa main Yakuza..masih jugak solat lambat2..maseh jugak boleh datang lambat keje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan kearah satu kebaikan is..perjalanan..bukan destinasi..and perjalanan dalam erti kata sedikit demi sedikit..perjuangan bukan macam magic..pling!!! marlina dah jadik baik....bila dah sedar terus ikut tabligh?..sikit2 la kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan ke lari ke merangkak berguling..byk cara ke arah itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rakan-rakan..aku maseh aku..bukan aku bangga aku maseh aku..tak berubah..its just my love for you, all of you maseh kekal sama..cuma kalo aku betul2 berubah..aku mungkin berubah jadik lebeh baik..so orang yg baik2 tak sombong berlagak mulia kan..kan..ahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1055808746066526318?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1055808746066526318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1055808746066526318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1055808746066526318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1055808746066526318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/06/tentang-itu.html' title='Tentang itu'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-2507071711458545917</id><published>2009-06-09T15:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:31:37.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentang Uya'</title><content type='html'>Uya' adalah antara wanita yang aku hormati dan pandang tinggi, jarang2 dalam aku berguru tentang Tuhan aku jumpa orang betul2 layak aku tempatkan sebegitu. Sungguh aku bersyukur aku jumpa seorang manusia dan guru yang melihat soalan-soalanku yang kadang-kadang mencabar akal dan peribadi, hanyalah soalan atas rasa ingin tahu, soalan atas rasa ingin kepastian, soalan atas rasa keperluan untuk satu penjelasan. We had our differences in opinion but it doesn't stop us for understanding each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau Uya' tanya lembut, dengan senyuman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marlina, minggu ini solatnya gimana? Tadarusnya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku balas dengan senyum malu. heh...Pandangan Uya' yang memahami tuh buatkan aku rasa macam nak lari jauh-jauh..haha..Kadang-kadang aku rasa Uya' memang tahu apa yang ada di dalam hatiku sejak mula. Apa yang aku simpan jauh-jauh, yang aku lindung, yang aku diamkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puteri kecilnya Nailah, adalah antara penawar hati waktu itu. Satu kenyamanan yang hanya boleh diberikan oleh anak-anak kecil. Senyum malunya, gelak girangnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku tinggalkan Uya'  dari hatiku dari lebeh dahulu dari aku tinggalkan bumi Australia. Aku tinggalkan Uya' tanpa sepatah kata dalam marahku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku  pernah bertanya Uya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uya', saya ada baca buku tentang personaliti orang..ada orang yang memang jenis yang diam, bersabar dan baik-baik aja. Mana adil saya bising, garang dan juga pemarah. Salah satu sifat orang yang masuk syurga adalah orang yang sabar.So mana aci saya susah masuk syurga?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uya' senyum dengan soalan tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hish,kamu ini Marlina. Umar juga garang dan ada manfaatnya. Ya setiap orang, lain-lain perangainya.  Sabar itu pun ada tahap-tahapnya. Sudah tentu lain sabar kamu yang kata kamu permarah, dengan orang lain contohnya yang memang jenis low key gitu. Serah pada Allah sahaja tentukan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku jugak pernah tanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa saya, kenapa saya yang dipilih untuk ini. Saya marah..sangat marah..sampai bila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawapan Uya' waktu itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Orang bilang ginilah..Too bad Allah mau duga kamu begini. In the end, pulang juga kepangkuanNya. Tiada tempat boleh lari. Alam ini milikNya. Kemana aja mau lari Marlina." katanya dalam sedikit ketawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Al-Baqarah Ayat 216&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;[2.216] Kamu diwajibkan berperang (untuk menentang pencerobohan) sedang peperangan itu ialah perkara yang kamu benci; dan boleh jadi kamu benci kepada sesuatu padahal ia baik bagi kamu, dan boleh jadi kamu suka kepada sesuatu padahal ia buruk bagi kamu. Dan (ingatlah), Allah jualah Yang mengetahui (semuanya itu), sedang kamu tidak mengetahuinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="justify"&gt;               &lt;div class="style12" align="right"&gt;                 &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;/div&gt;               &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="style29"&gt;216. Fighting is made obligatory for you (to fight against aggression) even though you dislike it. But you may hate a thing which is good for you, and love a thing which is bad for you. And (remember) that Allah Alone knows (all these things) but you do not know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu tuh..memang aku meletup marah..aku diam dan pandang Uya'. Pandang tak puas hati. Uya'  senyum. Kemudian dengan wajah biasa tapi denagn pandangan menusuknya,dia sambung lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sabar aja lah Marlina. Sabarrr. Pasti ketemu juga jalannya nanti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu tuh aku memang marah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabar..sabar..sampai biler..sabar..x sabar dah nih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surah Al-Hajj Ayat 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;[22.15] Sesiapa yang menyangka bahawa Allah tidak sekali-kali akan menolong (Nabi Muhammad) dalam dunia ini dan di akhirat kelak, maka hendaklah ia menghulurkan tali (serta mengikatnya) di bumbong rumahnya, kemudian hendaklah ia menjerut lehernya (supaya ia mati tercekek); dalam pada itu hendaklah ia memikirkan lebih dahulu, adakah tipu dayanya itu dapat menghapuskan sebab-sebab yang menimbulkan kemarahannya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="style12" align="right"&gt;                 &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[&lt;span class="style28"&gt;Ayat : 15&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;/div&gt;               &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="style29"&gt;15. If anyone thinks that Allah will not give victory (to Prophet Muhammad) in this world and in the world to come, let him take a rope (and tie it) to the ceiling of his house and cut himself off (and thus die of strangulation). However, let him see before that whether this scheme of his will indeed do away with the cause of his rage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seingat aku topik tak bersambung waktu itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku dan Uya' memang selalu berbicara di YM. Satu hari, kali terakhir aku berbicara dengannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu aku suarakan lagi padanya kesakitan dan keperitan aku..Aku kata aku amat marah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uya' sebut ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, kamu terlalu gopoh Marlina. Sabar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......end of conversation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku memang marah dengan Uya' marah kerana jauh dari sudut hati aku apa yang Uya' cakap tu betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak bende yang aku belajar dengan Uya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uya' jugalah yang menjawab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Usaha juga dilihat Allah, bahkan lebih lagi. End result tidak perlu fikir. Usaha sahaja, usah fikir banyak. Continue to fight aja."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atas soalan aku yang bunyinya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uya', saya tak yakin saya menang, saya tak nampak lagi Uya'. Andai saya tewas? Penat sahajalah saya berusaha melawan selama ini."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sungguh, aku rindu senyumnya, aku rindu bicaranya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Al-Zalzalah Ayat 7 &amp;amp; 8&lt;br /&gt;[99.7] Maka sesiapa berbuat kebajikan seberat zarah, nescaya akan dilihatnya (dalam surat amalnya)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[99.8] Dan sesiapa berbuat kejahatan seberat zarah, nescaya akan dilihatnya (dalam surat amalnya)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="style29"&gt;7. Whosoever does an atom?s weight of good shall see it (written in his record)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style29"&gt;8. And whosoever does an atom?s weight of evil shall see it (written in his record)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-2507071711458545917?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2507071711458545917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=2507071711458545917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2507071711458545917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2507071711458545917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/06/tentang-uya.html' title='Tentang Uya&apos;'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4596391631789433383</id><published>2009-06-08T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:13:46.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Tasniim..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Siy6HEF6oxI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5gtE_rpQwjk/s1600-h/melben+day+7-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Siy6HEF6oxI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5gtE_rpQwjk/s400/melben+day+7-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344851488302342930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She posts 2 poems from Rumi in her blog..i am somehow deeply touched by it..for the first time in like a thousand years, i open the terjemahan again..Thank you, Tasniim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Even though in anger you depart a hundred thousand years &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from me, in the end you will come to me, for I am your goal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have exhausted all the cuti i applied..So back to fighting la kot..I've returned what's been borrowed (though unwillingly hehe)..but i will pujuk hati ikhlaskan niat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fighting is prescribed', eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then fighting it is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4596391631789433383?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4596391631789433383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=4596391631789433383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4596391631789433383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4596391631789433383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-tasniim.html' title='Thank you Tasniim..'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Siy6HEF6oxI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5gtE_rpQwjk/s72-c/melben+day+7-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-7156532717184986485</id><published>2009-06-05T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:43:37.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PS2'/><title type='text'>Kene belasah teruk..</title><content type='html'>Akhirnya telah berjaya mengalahkan Itachi dlm pertarungan sengit semalam yang menyaksikan Naruto (played by me) menyarap kluar kicap berbelas-belas kali setelah kene goreng oleh Tsukoyomi, Ametaresu and simple Katon Gokakyu No Jutsu..dgn handphone kat sebelah menjerit-jerit Jai-Ho3..(Kak Hani kaco..kol2 time genting..dah kene marah da..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu kalahkan Jiraiya..senang ajo..eheh3..tapi..sampai saket ibu2 jariku tapi still kene tarok cukup2 oleh Second Hokage..mmg vavi..kul 10 lebeh dah retired smlm...vavi3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mlm ni nk sambung lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ye..akhirnya telah berjaya buang The Ring kat Mount Doom..the last time main..maki sunguh2 sbb tak lepas2 kat part last sekali..tapi kali nih dgn 2 percubaan je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need for speed Carbon dulu ke..need for speed undercover..undercover mcm tak best jer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumpa a good copy of Yakuza..nak tahu jalan cerita nih..DVD yang lama losak..haiya..abes kalahkan Second Hokage baru main Yakuza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game ape lagi best?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4486593590094763268</id><published>2009-06-02T14:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:38:26.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aqil</title><content type='html'>Jumpa balek si kecik nih setealh beberapa minggu tak jumpa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat tak kenal..tak reti..ngengada tanak duduk dan makan mcm budak baik...pastu i mara dier sket..pastuh majuk..amek gambar tanak senyum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SiTIsdnD7TI/AAAAAAAAA3g/KRWvugz2e3g/s1600-h/UiTM2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SiTIsdnD7TI/AAAAAAAAA3g/KRWvugz2e3g/s400/UiTM2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342615724156513586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah beberapa lama..dier dtg dekat2..buat muka nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SiTH_MZ6qQI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xBPCT_ku80I/s1600-h/UiTM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SiTH_MZ6qQI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xBPCT_ku80I/s400/UiTM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342614946443864322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maybe nak kata.."titi,mara aqil lagi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu aku tergelak...alolololo..comeyyynyer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu baru le nak lari2 senyum2...sengih2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SiTH_a-pLwI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/KednN7Y_xP4/s1600-h/UiTM1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SiTH_a-pLwI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/KednN7Y_xP4/s400/UiTM1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342614950356004610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4486593590094763268?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4486593590094763268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-2155174325618261970</id><published>2009-06-02T10:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:48:00.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography</title><content type='html'>" I will be as good as *insert some famous photographer*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; if&lt;/span&gt; i have the equipment(SLR camera+ good lense) just like he did"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a big IF..very very big IF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's alot more to photography than owning an SLR...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-2155174325618261970?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2155174325618261970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-2903824322929028880</id><published>2009-05-29T10:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:41:37.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhirnya Abang Darius tumpas..</title><content type='html'>hahaha..pehal bang..muke bengkek je biler dah kalah ehh..ahahahaha..ahahahaha..i restart the Boss Race countless of times..i even..swear loudly..chuck aside the controller..go drink some water..ok..alot of water(you know when you're really frustrated and mad..you just gulp the whole bottle ;P)..change to play Onimusha instead then change to Winning Eleven..then finally.. I win..I win..my mouth left hanging when i cross the finish line with few thousands point to spare...hahahahahha...ahahhahahaha...it was so sweet..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who has no idea of what i'm talking about..i appologized..i'm so in the mood to gloat...hehehehe..anyway..i was playing this Need For Speed Carbon on my PS2..(kasihankan..org lain dah ade PS3..i maseh PS2)..now that i have defeated the last boss...i can revert back playing LOTR The return of the Kings..I've been swicthing between those two..but dunno how, since i get my hands on Subaru Impreza dgn Body Kit 3...turn it yellow, and upgrade all to race package..memang mantapp..i forget about Frodo whose been nearly eaten by Sheelob..cian dier..hang in there litlle fella..i'll be there this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just realised it yesterday that i havent upgrade the transmission and brake..so that's why..amek conner cam hampehhh..after upgrading, barulah boleh cucuk2 Audi si Darius ah..all those frustrations for nothing..so thats the key to sucess..that i finally beat Darius..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test drive the Maclaren Merc..tapi tak begitu agile like Abang Subaru,bunyi pon tak best..hahaha..Abang Subaru sound so bagak..then after winning the race..unlock Audi..test drive..no no no..nothing beat my tier 3 tuner..Abang Subaru...hahaha..cam nak bg nama kat dier..but then Abang Subaru sound not so bad..hehe..i want to treat me to something la..celebrate the winning..hehehehe..maybe beli Carrera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-2903824322929028880?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2903824322929028880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=2903824322929028880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2903824322929028880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2903824322929028880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/05/akhirnya-abang-darius-tumpas.html' title='Akhirnya Abang Darius tumpas..'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-2021974783711920655</id><published>2009-05-27T10:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:36:45.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kek Lok Si</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShzFUEdxFmI/AAAAAAAAA04/BVrwvyWOfaA/s1600-h/230509+Kebun+Bunga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShzFUEdxFmI/AAAAAAAAA04/BVrwvyWOfaA/s320/230509+Kebun+Bunga2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340360206741214818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago,if my father knew that i visited a temple, he would look at me in full of disapproval but now, i think he will just say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apa kejadahnya pi masuk tokong cina tuh?" Still uncomfortable about it but not disproving anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's worried if i went into the temple, i will be inclined to be buddhist next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our household practice what we call free speech system. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my father said that playing chess with the king had that cross on his head will 'memesongkan akidah', i ask him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kenapa plak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tu salib atas kepala raja tuh. lama-lama tengok nnt terpengaruh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"apelah ayah ni..manade bende nih memesongkan akidah..kalo ye..abes la aku..hari2 nampak tanda salib tuh masa belajar kat sana..abes la aku..akidah aku dah terpesong..abes la..ahahahaha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sukati kau la. ayah memang malas nak ckp ngn anak2 ayah yg pandai2 nih..ayah sekolah sampai derjah 6 je"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"manade pesong akidah la ayah. ayah ingat salib tuh ade magik ke? boleh 'tarik2' orang?..ye la..ye la.. kalo tak puas ati gak..karang aku potong la yg atas tuh..puas ati?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i know he's just didnt like having that cross in his house, but yeah..we debate about everything.hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his favourite debating topic was that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalo ayah kawen lagi, korang kasik tak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was a child i will passionately outline all those things that go againts it. But as i grew older, i didn't bother to answer. I will menguap and says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, topik yg sungguh bosan..tade idea lain ke ayah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum on one hands reminds me of her whenever i'm using a chopstick or watching chineese drama because she will say this whenever i do those two of my favorites thing during my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suke sangat dgn Cina. Nnt dah besar ko kawen Cina tau tak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That story aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, Kak hani and Linda bring me to one of popular tourist spot inPenang. The Kek Lok Si Temple aka Temple of Supreme Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hike up the hill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one two..one two..come on you can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Along the way, there were shops selling T-shirts and souveniers. Who in their right mind, shop while going up and bring all those stuff with them up on all of those steps? Shop keepers there, should revise their strategy i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the narrow and steep stairs, there they are on the side..like a petugas sukan handing up drinks only that they don't handing up drinks, but only to promote..T-Shirt..yeah..T-Shirt..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kot la jual air tebu sejuk ke..minuman isotonik ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"T- Shirt kak? murah2 sajer.Mai la.Mai la"&lt;/span&gt; Very2 annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On normal ocasssion, i will pass on getting up the hill on foot. But this is the biggest temple in south east Asia katanya..got this big buddha statute somemore..Pagoda lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bertahan...bertahan..just a little bit more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the first site, where there's a pond and lots of turtle in it..very yucky...unkept,dirty and overpopulated with turtles..read somewhere about the cleansing ritual of releasing the trutle to freedom/nature, so as to purify soul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite confuse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should we take one of the tutles there and release it to the wild somewhere outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should we bring turtles and put it there so that it can enjoy living the fredom there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if its the second one..thats not nature/freedom..thats tourture..quite let down by the sight of this pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally arrive at the foot of more temple building on the hill.Panting. Sweating like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? Ni ke..mcm tak berjaga jer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moldy tiles. Peeling paint. Grimy glass. Crudely-made small buddhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this, I felt that i wasn't worth the climb at all. huhu. Dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost the desire to climb up more stairs for the Pagoda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShzFUU7b92I/AAAAAAAAA1A/ILgTnEEY9VY/s1600-h/230509+Kebun+Bunga4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShzFUU7b92I/AAAAAAAAA1A/ILgTnEEY9VY/s320/230509+Kebun+Bunga4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340360211160627042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Hani says that as long as she can remeber, the main prayer hall was there at the level we are  and not at the higher level it is now. I'm not sure about that since i've never been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Betul ke? silap kot? caner derang bawak naik pagoda nih kat atas tuh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One 'undi tak percaya' from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye..kami ingat.."I saw her began doubting her memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..but then i went to &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiasite.nl/kekloksieng.htm"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;...i pun confuse..haha..look like on the same level..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this she loss her mood to pose. But the i had my secret weapon lah kan..which make her smile like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShzFUswqbiI/AAAAAAAAA1I/wujhXREvAsQ/s1600-h/DSC_5782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShzFUswqbiI/AAAAAAAAA1I/wujhXREvAsQ/s320/DSC_5782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340360217557888546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sama tak mcm nih..hehehehe..gurau je..gurau je..jgn le mare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShzFTvjL5KI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Wn4rMJJCwH4/s1600-h/DSC_5827-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShzFTvjL5KI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Wn4rMJJCwH4/s320/DSC_5827-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340360201126798498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part of the whole thing is that there's parking lot up there at our level. If only we knew of it. Then on the site mention above, there's this Kwan Yin statute also up the hill..huhuhu..Oh My...I also learn that the best time to go up there is during the month up to Chineese New Year. There'll be lanterns,decoration and such. Sure sound exciting enough to warrant a second visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished snapping here and there,resting up for a bit, we decide to go down. Kak Hani continues to muttered appologetically about her not knowing about the fact that we can go up by car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kot la hampa nih Cina buddhist. xpe2..wlpun penat sket..kami dah rasa kurus sket dah..anyway, prekstis untuk amazing race asia.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Secret weapon is me singing a few lines from Gadis Melayu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Siapa bilang gadis melayu tak menawan..tak menarik hati..tiada memikat..ahaiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i had scrutinies the pics from the site, I guess we went to a different bulding than the building in the pics near the pagoda, coz it has the swastika  on the roof . We definitely had to climb further to get the view as those pics on the site. Those building look almost the same, so,easily confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great pics &lt;a href="http://www.penang-traveltips.com/kek-lok-si-temple.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.Just found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-2021974783711920655?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2021974783711920655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=2021974783711920655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2021974783711920655'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Lunch at Hamidiyah, Dinner at Kapitan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShpXyINM0-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/oBQieJ0EDOU/s1600-h/DSC_5972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ShpXyINM0-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/oBQieJ0EDOU/s320/DSC_5972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339676826909070306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bab makan2 diluar..memang serah kepada pakar kita yg sorang nih..Kak Hani akhirnya berkesempatan bwk aku pegi mkn kat Hamidiyah..kedai nasik beriyani yg kononnyer terbaik di Penang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitorang makan nasik beriyani ayam. dan kuah gulai( aka kari ) ayam and daging masak hitam/ke daging rempah..i tonno..&lt;br /&gt;Haritu mkn 'cok udang di mana ntah..nama tempat specific tidak diberi..hanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tempat yg dekat dgn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;juai murah&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;juai murah&lt;/span&gt; pula adelah tempat dimana byk peniaga kain dan cenderahati..but i do remember coming to the Penang Road while we're looking for parking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately aku suka minum teh ais...haha..dulu kalo org offer sumpah taknak..i don't like teh susu or teh tarik very much..tapi aritu after having a sip of it, encourage by Kak Hani..i mcm dah ketagih la plak..haha..mcm script gedik Ah Long Pvt Ltd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"belum cuba belum tau..sekali cuba hari hari mau.." ngehngehngeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam plak makan kat Kapitan..My first time there was during the Ramadhan..which was not a very enjoyable experienced..it was packed, noisy, hot, sweaty and all that..haha..kali nih dtg agak kurang org sket..so ok la..tapi mcm nak kene nasik gak..mintak le nasik goreng special..tak special pon..setakat letak ayam goreng yg dipotong2 halus and fish ball and fish cake..huhu..telur mata pon tade..apekah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so verdict untuk dua-dua tempat mkn nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"baik kami pi Juru makan Tok masak..huhu..nak 'cok udang kuah kacang, pekena teh o suam2..takpun tok masak ayam masak hitam ka,gulai bawal ka..humangaih...lagi terbaekk..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-6076620082322126862?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6076620082322126862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=6076620082322126862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/3549768329_00b5ff0b6c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-1361033346863893770</id><published>2009-05-20T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:23:00.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demi kerana cinta</title><content type='html'>"Maafkan bila ku tak sempurna, cinta ini tak mungkin ku cegah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan ayat2 cinta..ini ayat2 alasan untuk satu kelemahan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on chanting these sentences for myself a few hundreds times a day now...searching for the strength..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you give up a good half of your soul for the hope that the bad half will survive on its own?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-5553847198459538389</id><published>2009-05-13T16:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:55:08.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question and Answer</title><content type='html'>Was called for a test at IBM Plaza last week along with some other fresh grads ( i assume, coz they look young)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so nervous..i even signed to space where i supposed to write my name...hohoho..gerenti candidate yg gagal la ni kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while the IBM staff was giving a briefing on the test, me overeagerly asked a question, i was given an annoyed look by that missy,before she answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let me finish first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way..i was asking, whether we should transfer the answer on to the answer SHEET..instead of just in the question booklet..coz what i heard she gave the briefing, she refer the QUESTION BOOKLET as an ANSWER BOOKLET..haiyoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some questions forms in my over active brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;answer booklet??does not look like it?one sheet je nih...ke question booklet nih jugak answer booklet..where we can put our answer there?..so should we transfer the answer to the answer sheet that has been provided?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving me that annoyed look, again, she referred to the question booklet as an answer booklet with further emphasize this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sukati ko la cina"&lt;/span&gt; i contented saying this to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test was so bangangly susah..haha..so i don't put high hopes to be called back for an interview.hehehe..call me please give me RM5k a month..I'm yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, i was held back,packing up my bag after pulling out all the photocopied certs. She had the opportunity to glance at the top of my certs and began to read the form i have filled earlier. Then i asked her what is the meaning of non-compete agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a non-compete agreement was an agreement that bound you to any organization. She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"like a scholarship bond you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes...do you..?"&lt;br /&gt;"yup..Telekom Malaysia"&lt;br /&gt;"how long?"&lt;br /&gt;"another 9 years"&lt;br /&gt;"hmm..we generally do not help candidate with this..there are no arrangement..yadi yada.."&lt;br /&gt;"well, i'm just trying my luck."&lt;br /&gt;"actually we are looking for personnel for an entry level job"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, i know. As i said. Just trying my luck. This test has been a great experience , you know. Well thank you."&lt;br /&gt;I show my hand for a hand shake. She pretended to be busy with the papers, did not take my hand. I hold it still. Unable to avoid it any longer she took my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for the opportunity and time to invite me for this test."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah." Blushed. Embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the door i almost say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By the way Miss, its a QUESTION booklet NOT an ANSWER booklet. As you may see. There only one sheet for recording the answer. And you does not permit writing or marking in the booklet where the questions are, which make it entirely a QUESTION booklet nonetheless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid that it might hurt my chance of getting the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it left me unsatisfied. haha...to make myself feel better, i write this now. hahaha.haaaaaaaaaaaaa...leeeeegaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengajaran: Jangan tgk org tade mata. Perempuan melayu pakai baju kurung.Chubby.Nampak cam makcik. tidak semestinya dier ni beneath you wahai Cina. Sometimes you'll just embarrassed yourself in front of people you hope impressed by your achievement of whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the same kind of treatment at the CPA booth during the career day. Cina again,  make some instructions to her staff to entertained people around while in the middle of a conversation with me about the program. Raser nak hempok je dgn beg kulit aku yg berat ni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-5553847198459538389?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5553847198459538389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=5553847198459538389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/5553847198459538389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/5553847198459538389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/05/question-and-answer.html' title='Question and Answer'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-6073434605017654788</id><published>2009-05-07T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:41:26.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sukati ekau lah..</title><content type='html'>i rarely speak in negri. Usually i reserve that when i want to do a one line joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone so stubborn and i couldn't be bother trying to correct him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sukati ekau lah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was being stubborn and lazy to give explanation for my stubbornness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"den goma,den buek..den tak goma, den tak buek"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random things i would like to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny when we observe someone having a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guilt-fits&lt;/span&gt;. A term i use when someone starting a campaign or streams of actions,of blog posts,of status updates in facebook or anything..after an incident which makes him felt guilty and trying very hard to self justify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person so afraid of being judge is a person who knows that he will be judge badly and he cares about how he looks in the eye of others. Similar to those who afraid of being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boxed&lt;/span&gt; coz he know he will not fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who is so afraid of getting bad influence from others is someone who did not have the confidence that he will remain as he is and be true to himself. A person who is so comfortable in his own comfort zone with little disregards of other's need of him should not be a he. A woman responsibilities is for herself and her family and a man's is for himself, his family, his friend,his society, his nation, Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people failed the test of loneliness. Offer your company and you will never know how far it will go in helping others to cope with the loneliness that they felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting only for yourself to be at the top will leave you going downhill all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important impression you would want to leave is not the first but the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's a good man, a good son, even better father. He's generous,kind, well meaning and helpful.he cares for other as much as himself and his family. He'll be ok. He has gone to a btter place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He never failed in any his subjects, very good at sport, wakil Malaysia you know. He's very the kaya raya, oh my his car..did you see it just now on your way in?. It such a shame i really love his style, the way he dress. Smart..rrrrr"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one would you like people say to each other when visiting your jenazah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-6073434605017654788?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6073434605017654788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=6073434605017654788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/6073434605017654788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/6073434605017654788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/sukati-ekau-lah.html' title='Sukati ekau lah..'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-1642428477029604813</id><published>2009-05-05T14:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:01:03.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan2 amek gambar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eURM9iLI/AAAAAAAAAxs/4W6hA0sI1mE/s1600-h/DSC_4943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eURM9iLI/AAAAAAAAAxs/4W6hA0sI1mE/s320/DSC_4943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332224923626473650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eVFfEq8I/AAAAAAAAAyM/m0uPBGj2ewY/s1600-h/DSC_5013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eVFfEq8I/AAAAAAAAAyM/m0uPBGj2ewY/s320/DSC_5013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332224937661082562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eU3X7fuI/AAAAAAAAAyE/YtlqPUchsiE/s1600-h/DSC_5007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eU3X7fuI/AAAAAAAAAyE/YtlqPUchsiE/s320/DSC_5007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332224933873024738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eUhRC9TI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xY5jxBTbu8w/s1600-h/DSC_5010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eUhRC9TI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xY5jxBTbu8w/s320/DSC_5010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332224927938573618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eUnuuVfI/AAAAAAAAAx0/ntTILfuO9lk/s1600-h/DSC_4967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eUnuuVfI/AAAAAAAAAx0/ntTILfuO9lk/s320/DSC_4967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332224929673663986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1642428477029604813?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1642428477029604813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1642428477029604813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1642428477029604813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1642428477029604813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/05/jalan2-amek-gambar.html' title='Jalan2 amek gambar'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sf_eURM9iLI/AAAAAAAAAxs/4W6hA0sI1mE/s72-c/DSC_4943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-1368667599088866990</id><published>2009-04-30T10:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:03:16.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SfkLyU1RwQI/AAAAAAAAAwM/K_iYZqFaNMI/s1600-h/DSC_4760-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SfkLyU1RwQI/AAAAAAAAAwM/K_iYZqFaNMI/s320/DSC_4760-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330304593183228162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empangan Teluk Bahang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Before this if people asked me,where i've been to in Penang? Bukit Bendera? Batu Feringgi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to answer.."hmm..TESCO."..hahaha..saje mengusik..punyalah byk kali pegi penang asek pegi TESCO je..kesian kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara tempat yang sebenarnya dah pegi adalah:Bukit Gelugor, Juru, Auto City, Tesco, Bukit Jambul, Bandar Perda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mendengar rintihan hatiku inney..akhirnya kak hani berpeluang bwk aku jalan..salunyer tak pegi jalan bukan ape..byk aktiviti keluarga..apis kawen la..sheedah kawen la..saro tunang la..takpun pi umah tok kat Juru sbb rindu..haha..aritu bersama dgn ahli rombongan yang terdiri dari aku kak hani mak dier ayah dier and Aqil..kitorang pegi tour sket penang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memula kitorang pegi taman belia..sgt cantek..sgt hijau..sgt nyaman..kak hani puas mengejar aqil sbb si budak nih lari tapi alignment tak betul...asek ketepi..klaka giler..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SflG09YODrI/AAAAAAAAAxU/JYpBvKGohAs/s1600-h/tmn+belia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SflG09YODrI/AAAAAAAAAxU/JYpBvKGohAs/s320/tmn+belia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330369509612981938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SflJtvVFQ7I/AAAAAAAAAxk/33F58B9FSSM/s1600-h/DSC_4769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SflJtvVFQ7I/AAAAAAAAAxk/33F58B9FSSM/s320/DSC_4769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330372684117525426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wlpon gambar nih back focus..i really2 love the way he look at me..sort of flirting pun ade..haha..comeyy..he called me " titi or auntie"..tapi kalo kak hani "numinuminumi" haha..numi aka umi sebanyak 3 kali in a quick successsion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SflJtU3IriI/AAAAAAAAAxc/q8m_I7Tx2QY/s1600-h/tmn+belia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SflJtU3IriI/AAAAAAAAAxc/q8m_I7Tx2QY/s320/tmn+belia1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330372677012598306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;masa dlm kereta sementara nak isi minyak..sempat lagi tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pastu kitorang pegi batu Feringgi..mulanya nak pegi sampai teluk bahang tapi..aku pening la plak dlm keta..jalan ke batu feringgi nih bengkang bengkok mcm jln bukit putus..tambahan plak tak lunch..so perut pon suda masuk angin la..haha..kitorang pegi sampai ke Empangan Teluk Bahang..amek2 gambar sumer..then pi mkn..aku sorang je la yang makan nasik..derang mkn roti canai..pastu biler balek baru berenti dan singgah ke pantai..disebabkan Aqil takut ombak..singgah kejap je..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SfkLylZ3zaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Y2UATJL501s/s1600-h/DSC_4854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SfkLylZ3zaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Y2UATJL501s/s320/DSC_4854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330304597631684002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lalu di padang kota lama..katanya org melayu suka pegi padang kota lama,and org cina suka pegi padang kota baru..depan2 sket,rupanya disitu ade fort Cornwallis..then sampai ke menara jam..pastu lalu depan tempat nak naik feri..lawa sungguh area tuh..lenkali memang nak pegi penang sebab nak amek gambar..nak book sehari suntuk pi amek gambar sahaja..huhu..feri pon tak penah naik lagi nih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"pasai pa hampa tak bawak kami lalu sini dari dulu.cantek2 la tempat kat sini.huuu(muncung)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1368667599088866990?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1368667599088866990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1368667599088866990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1368667599088866990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1368667599088866990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/penang-tour.html' title='Penang Tour'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SfkLyU1RwQI/AAAAAAAAAwM/K_iYZqFaNMI/s72-c/DSC_4760-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-3372872549201035230</id><published>2009-04-29T17:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:12:48.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog make over</title><content type='html'>hehe..hows the new look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was heavily considering whether i should move to wordpress..by move i mean officially move..coz i did have a blog account there (using the same name~ loudthinkerspace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i manage to import my friendster blog ( and also this one, in fact) to my wordpress. Still finding means of doing so with my other blog at yahoo 360..hehe..byknyer blog aku..haha..and kalo rajin...maybe aku akan import some of my writings from fotopages too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to redirect this blog to that of wordpress but then ade prob pulak..so to mengubati luka dihati inney..i pun buat le makeover..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i found google sites plak..haha..i'm still exploring it functions..link2 yg ada sumer nih belum berfungsi lagi..hehe.in a few days kot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sfgk2I42EOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/iImdWWKpBmY/s1600-h/DSC_4037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sfgk2I42EOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/iImdWWKpBmY/s400/DSC_4037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330050671510425826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; "Langit tak selalunya cerah," pesan orang tua. berpada-padalah dalam gembira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-3372872549201035230?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3372872549201035230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=3372872549201035230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/3372872549201035230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/3372872549201035230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-make-over.html' title='blog make over'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/Sfgk2I42EOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/iImdWWKpBmY/s72-c/DSC_4037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-6521208602419774754</id><published>2009-04-09T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:32:49.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semalam</title><content type='html'>hehee..akhirnya sampai kat part Mona with her dragunov..this part is my fav when i played Max Payne 2. I played the game at work during the lunch time or after 530 when i was waiting for a trip home with my sister in law...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, main punyer main..mcm syok plak...jeling2 jam tgk dah pukul baper..mcm dah 6 suku..takpe sikit lagi..hehe..naik tangga..dan lagi dan lagi..nnt save pastu amek file savegames untuk dibawak ke komp rumah..hehe..sronotnyer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu biler Kak Roya tepon, terkedek2 aku save..dan pack..pastu sampai rumah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa tunggu lif ada kertas iklan yang ditulis tangan tertampal kat cermin papan penyata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sesiapa anda, mahu menjaga anak anda dirumah kami, sila hubungi...(alamat unit)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tergelak-gelak..soh kak roya tgk,..dier pon tergelak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dier yang nak jaga ke, kita yang kene jaga tapi kat umah dier"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitorang tersembur-sembur gelak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lif bukak..kitorang masuk..masih gelak2 lagi..pastu kak roya ckp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ke dier persoalkan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; siapa anda ha,mahu menjaga anak dirumah saye&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku terus gelak2 tak kuar bunyik(gelak peringkat paling tinggi) sepanjang2 lif tuh naik ke tingkat 11, walaupun kak roya dah kuar kat tingkat 7...ade jugak beberapa org yg lain yang follow conversation kitorang turut tergelak..yang lain..tak tahu paper..hangin jer..kitorang gelak-gelak tak ajak derang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kat rumah,bukak tudung, sangkutkan pascard kat tempat biasa, bukak stokin, basuh kaki, tangan, kumur2, then bukak peti ais...Msk..mkn..sendawa..basuh pinggan,kuali sumer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus ke beg keje tadi nak amek pendrive nak transfer save games tadi..hehehe..boleh sambung..hehe..ye ye..padehal tak sedar diri tak mandi lagi nih..Max payne dulu beb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah transfer cantek dah..tetiba teringat..manakah PLAY DISK nyer..huhu..baru teringat..rasernya masih kat opis nih..huhuhu..sedeyyyyy...depressed den..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk merawat kekecewaan, try la maen Prince of Persia: The Warrior Within yg menjadi game dirumah..dah sampai kat part lawan yang last.Lawan dengan Dahaka. Alternate ending sbb dpt Water Sword..tapi seyes..setelah 6-7 kali try..tak game2 jugak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodossssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku masih mampu tersenyum dgn iklan kat bwh tadi..THENKIU SGT kepada sesiapa yang buat tuh..seyes..menceriakan hariku inney..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-6521208602419774754?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6521208602419774754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=6521208602419774754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/6521208602419774754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/6521208602419774754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/semalam.html' title='Semalam'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-999146663629084052</id><published>2009-04-03T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:17:53.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Pilah - Bahau</title><content type='html'>hehehe..aritu balek N9 sempena baru dapat bonus dan kene beli baju keje yg lain selain 6 pasang yg aku dok pakai tiap2 minggu...so kitorang pun pegi Segamat..lalu jalan dalam..sebab nak cepat sampai dan redup (lalu ladang Kelapa Sawit)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula2 kitorang mcm nak pegi Nilai..tapi fikir punyer fikir..bincang punya bincang..kitorang pegi Segamat..Tapi setelah sumer inney tamat barulah tahu kenapa bapak aku byk giler alasan tanak pegi Nilai..Nak tahu sebab aper? sbb nnt kat nilai,kat tempat parking tuh tade tempat redup untuk dier dok guard kereta dier..huhu..bapakku last year baru dapat his own kereta..so dier agak obses dlm hal2 penjagaan kereta tersebut...Masa kat segamat dier tak masuk pun kat Jakel..dier dok kat tempat redup berhadapan tempat dier parking kereta..1-2 jam kitorang shopping..1-2 itulah dier dok guard kereta dier..haih..bapak aku..sekali pun tak penah dtg umah Flat aku sbb tader tempat nak parking betul2..dier kate dier tak sedap duduk memikirkan perkara2 yg tidak diingini berlaku kepada keretanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aritu on the way balek dr Sri Menanti, aku drive sampai la ke Bahau..enjin mati kat traffic light Kuala Pilah, seb baik masa sampai tuh dah merah...apart from that,ok la..dapat markah 65% dari chekgu sekolah memandu aku(kak Hani)..Oit kat belakang agak kecut ketika itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aku tanak mati awal kak Ina!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tahu aku drive dari Kuala Pilah ke Bahau tuh bapak aku mcm menyedari yg aku agak gian nak memandu little that he knows that i can already drive,cuma takde lesen dan kurang pengalaman drive kat jalanraya yang betul2...bukan gian, tapi nak cepat2 belajar..supaya dapat tutup mulut ade la sorang tuh yg salu bebel kene hntr dan amaek aku balek keje..haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"petang nnt, ayah bawak ko pegi padang tuh, pusing2 belajar kereta" bapak aku mengoffer diri dan kereta kesayangannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pusing2 kat padang?setakat! tanak ah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..giler berlagak...hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-999146663629084052?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/999146663629084052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=999146663629084052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/999146663629084052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/999146663629084052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/04/kuala-pilah-bahau.html' title='Kuala Pilah - Bahau'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-1163316104830353268</id><published>2009-03-30T18:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:40:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taman Desa ke Nilai dalam masa setengah jam?</title><content type='html'>mungkin kah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..rasenyer org yg selalu lalu PLUS  dari KL kearah Seremban JB masak benar dgn jam teruk. It will take almost an hour just to get to Sungai Besi Toll. Itu tak termasuk saket kaki,saket hati,penggunaan minyak yang lebeh akibat gear rendah..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; setelah cemerlang dgn kaedah cuba-jalan-baru-kalo-sesat-takpe masa pegi KLIA, kali nih bila nak balek Negeri 9, kitorang try Maju Express (KL-Putrajaya Expressway) then see where it lead us..haha..then baca sign board sumer...so sampai la kitorang ke Exit Nilai dlm masa 30 minit. Oh my. Sangat gembire. So sampai opis pagi ni, terus google untuk peta, rupanya kitorang guna lebuhraya hubungan tengah..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tol ke putrajaya rm2.50 and from there sampai exit senawang was only RM9.10. Tambah sket je. minyak pun tak makan byk sgt sbb bawak gear 5 dlm halaju serata. Kereta tak byk sangat. Cuma tgk dlm peta je mcm jauh tapi seyesly worth it. I rather run 500m then crawl 100m. Dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jam dari nilai ke seremban become bearable la sket. Tapi seyes la.Sepanjang-panjang lalu KL- Seremban, kereta selalu berikut, tapi tak pernah nampak kemalangan. bukan sekali dua nampak saujana mata memandang sebuah kereta yang pemandunya tak sedar diri bawak pelan2 tapi duduk kat lorong memotong. aiseh. duduk tepi la beb. hari2 kene maki ngan orang berbakul-bakul hidup pun tak berkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time, kitorang nak try lalu Tampin. Tapi siang2 je la kot..sbb lalu tepi2 hutan..hehe..takut gak beb.hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1163316104830353268?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1163316104830353268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1163316104830353268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1163316104830353268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1163316104830353268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/taman-desa-ke-nilai-dalam-masa-setengah.html' title='Taman Desa ke Nilai dalam masa setengah jam?'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-2129024090451130048</id><published>2009-03-23T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:38:48.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving...</title><content type='html'>Last Monday i decide that its time for me to test my driving skills alone without any noisy intervention/supervision from Kak Hani..haha..well shes my sifu and i'm her 'ketegaq' student..but that monday, she was safely home in Penang and her car keys 'safely' in my hand. I was entrusted with the keys so that i can start the car to warm the engine up every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I am in the driving seat.Sweaty hand. Nervous.My anatomy was correctly spelt that late afternoon, half a chicken and half a dare devil. I don have any license. I can clearly recall the first 3 minutes of my first time,during my attempt of getting a license last year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I release the clutch and down the feul pedal in the correct sequence. Only too fast, too strong. Luckily i manage to emergency braked in time not to hit2-3 people trying to cross the car park area. The result was my instructor head and two hand pressed up to the windsheild with a distinctive 'buk' sound. Oh my!!! he hit his head there, If i go any faster, i believe i might broke his neck. Dier tak sempat nak pakai seat belt masa tuh. I was so overly excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyak, you mau bunuh saya ka?!!" sambil dier gosok kepala dier. Arwah dah apek tuh. Tapi bukan sebab aku tadi tu yer..sebab dier ade colon cancer kot...last year lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.thats my first time. Hillarious kan. Tapi masa tu Tuhan saje yang tahu betapa gigilnya dan terketar,sejuk kaki tangan sumer, and lepas tuh hanya bawak dlm gear 123 sebab sgt takot bawak laju...but i recover fast enough. By the time his wife called my home, aku dah gian nak drive lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Manina..arr? You siap2 ya.kejap lagi wa dtg angkat you. Belajar drive sikit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye banyak la ko drive sikit and belajar..Nyonya itu telah menyuruh aku duduk kat belakang sambil seorang lagi student dier drive dari kawasan felda Palong 456 ke Felda palong 9 10 11. jauh kot..dah le jalan besar..sia2 jer aku mati plak karang. 2-3 kali jugak la budak pompuan tuh mati enjin kat simpang..pastuh jalan,brek,jalan break,tak smooth langsung, masa tu tengah hari..aku nak pitam dah..loya sumer..sambil dlm hati memaki-maki..aih nyonya nih..kok ye pon..perlu ke aku ikut untuk ini, chey..pastu sampai satu simpang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok amoi. lu berenti tepi,kasik itu amoi besar pulak bawak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apekah nyonya ini telah lakukan...kang tak pasal2 kenduri arwah secara berjemaah plak kang..tetiba je suro aku drive..seyes siap guna kuasa peer pressure plak tuh..mana tahan beb bawak buruk depan orang yang tak dikenali..aku pon diam je sambar stereng.. aku tak bgtau pon aku tak reti..hahaha..jahat tak..macho kene jaga beb..lagipon, aku raser aku lebeh rela mati kalo terpaksa sekali lagi enjin mati kat simpang...huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aku bawak elok plak aritu..seyes..aku sendiri pon mcm terkagum..cuma nyonya tuh tak suker aku duduk tepi..dier soh duduk tgh2 jalan..apekah..nyonya nih mmg kurang sivik sket..dier nak jalan kat tgh,sukati dier la..aku plak fikir kasihan plak orang2 lain yang dah pandai bawak kete tuh..so aku tetap dok tepi yang mungkin telah menyebabkan kejengkelan dihati nyonya itu..hahaha..cara pemanduan aku buruk sket ler bila lalu bump..first time beb..lek la..tapi tak penah mati...alhamdulillah..pastu nyonya tuh singgah kedai dier jap..ade bende nak amek..okeh dipendekkan citer,paham ajelah kedai kat kawasan kampung..bukan besar pun area..dier soh aku masuk parking..tetiba je kan..saket ati aku dgn nyonya nih..seb baik tade byk moto..aku pun masuk sket..asalkan tak langgar orang dah ok la kan..pastu dah dlm sengah jam dier masuk kedai. dier kuar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok amoi..you try pusing..itu depan tak boleh kluar. try pelan2 arr..pusing.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omaigot..seyes nyonya nih..dier ingat aku nih terrer ke..ke mungkin betul jujur ikhlas dier igt aku terrer kot sbb aku bawak ok je tadi..jalan lurus boleh la nyonya oi..nih nak reverse, jln depan, belok sket, reverse..sikit2..ko nak membunuh aku ke aper nih..aku buat pelan2..mujur la budak pompuan tadi dah dihantar balek rumah..kalo tak..malu la aku..tadi yo yo jer kan...ahahaha..akhirnya setelah mcm 5 minit jugak la mengensot tuh aku berjaya pusing la..pastu aku drive sampai balek rumah aku balek..thats the last time aku belajar drive dgn nyonya tuh..aku pegi penang shoot wedding adek kak hani tehn Telekom dah panggil keje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyonya tuh mintak remaining rm400 katanya kalo aku nak lesen L aku..wah3..sampai 8 ratus plak amek L..ko biar betul nyonya..aku pon tader maser nak pegi sampai palong 9 nak amek lesen L aku yang dah mati masa aku ade kelapangan balek kampung..sudahnya..aku tader lesen nih..and sumer2 ujian bertulis ke aper ke dah expired..kene amek semula..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aku berjaya pujuk Kak Hani ajar aku..dier pon sama jugak ngan nyonya tuh..suker bising2..kene buat itu dan ini..ade jugak insiden merampas stereng dari aku sebab padanya aku macam nak langgar tebing..padehal tak..kalo korang tnaya dier mesti nak pertahankan dier raser ye..tak caye korang tanya la sendiri..ade jugak insiden yang melibatkan air mata..tapi sekali je la..selalunya..gadoh..tamo cakap..balek umah nnt tamo kawan dah..huh!..tapi biler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"arini nak masak aper ekk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Elo2..kami nak tgk CSI..tade masa diari2 Akademi Fantasia ke, Fantasia Burino ke, aper ke.Shohh2.bak meh remote." cakaaaaap jugakkkk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasilnya aku tau nak u turn, aku tahu nak tukar clutch ikut rasa kelajuan tak payah tgk meter, masuk simpang dan ikut  laluan yang betul..tahu parking..tahu bersedia kat traffic light dgn tangan sedia kat handbreak, gear masuk satu,kaki jaga clutch dan minyak..lalu kat bump, bersedia dgn tukar gear rendah, perlahankan kenderaan,lalu bump,lepas je bump lepaskan break tekan minyak..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..eh..aku baru tersedar aku tulis dlm bahasa campur haha..lantak la..pastu menyimpang punyer la jauh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi yang paling aku sedar sekali ialah..aku memang Jenis tak ske orang dok seblah bising2 suruh buat itu dan ini..aku mmg jenis orang yang belajr dgn membuat sendiri perkara tuh..sebab hasilnya bila hani shuhanti duduk seblah dan kak hani dok belakang dengan arahan tak boleh berkata aper2 pon sepanjang pemanduan, aku bawak ok je..haha..Tak caye tanya hani shuhanti..dier boleh terang panjang lebar tentang driving lesson that day..katanya tak boleh lupa pasal 'berlatih bukit'..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..last monday..i took out the car, go for a few round at our tapak kelas memandu haram. Then after&lt;br /&gt;"go marlina go..you can do it! kalo makcik jual ikan tuh pon boleh..takkan ko tak bleh beb..jatuh la air muka camnih..sampai biler kak hani nak drivekan ko!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gitu2 la..so aku pegi ke jalan yang betul2..haha..jalan betul2..pemanduan aku aritu sgt smooth se smooth peluh2 yang menuruni dahi aku ke pipi..kat bump cantek je..brek,pelahan sket, lalu bump thentukar gear 2 then lepas brek,tekan minyak..pastu entah macam mana,jalan punya jalan,akhirnya aku sampai ke simpang tiga ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ScsAIGc-BSI/AAAAAAAAAts/wYuthogReCo/s1600-h/peta+desa.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/_NtGjimADkCY/ScsAIGc-BSI/AAAAAAAAAts/wYuthogReCo/s400/peta+desa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317343924212073762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disitulah tempat aku putuskan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"marlina bodo yey..hahahaha..caner ko nak balek nih oi! berani ke nak melintas..sesungguhnya aku kene menyeberang ke Jalan Desa Bakti..hohoho..tapi setelah tarik nafas byk2 kali..seb baik la mmg aku ni tader la bodo sgt..aku duduk elok kat lane yang kanan,untuk melintas ke seberang sana dan ade laluan kat belah kiri aku untuk kete2 yang nak pegi kiri..huhu..cuba lah aku kene hon ke..mau aku melatah..so aku pun saiko balek diri aku..bertenang sket..you can do it..you can do it..its now or never..no pain no gain..dan mcm2 lagi kata2 hikmat yang aku bebelkan kepada diri aku sendiri..2-3 kali aku lap peluh..pastu..aku kira2..aku bajet2..aku hantar aura..then aku kluar pelan2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, kereta yang lain sumernyer macam paham je aku nak masuk..tader yang buat aksi mengejut seperti yang aku hadapi selalu,kalo kak hani yang drive..haha..so aku pun masuk dengan jayanya..tak kaco mana2 kete..dan cantek je berbaris..pastu biler traffic light hijau..aku pelan2 lepaskan handbrake sambil ballance gear satu,sbb kat situ ade bukit sket..haha..mengaplikasikan pembelajaran bukit..so aku pon lepas..tapi seyes sesungguhnya habes je lepas traffic light( aku masuk kiri) then aku ketepi sket..aku pelan2 je..sambil macam nak nangis pun ade..mujur aku tak panik,keras sumer kaki tangan..cuma lepas je dari traffic light tuh sumer baru mcm nak register betul2..i could have had an accident,kot2 la aku tersalah tekan minyak instead of brake..kot2 la..aku telupa nak ballance kat bukit tuh then kete tuh melorot kebelakang,langgar kete belakang ke..byk kemungkinan..huhu..tapi di taman desa, bump yang kadang2 menyebabkan kejengkelan..memberi rahmat kat aku hari itu..sebab aku dapat memandu dlm halaju yang aku selesa 50-60 sebab kawasan tuh agak sebok dgn kereta yang kluar masuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku balek ke tempat parking..kete tak byk..aku parking simple je...memang sgt2 cuak..sampai aku tak berapa nak tgk,aku parking tuh cukup space untuk org depan aku kluar ke tak..yang aku perasan,sama selari..then aku naik..pastu masa mandi..teringat la plak..pasal parking..aku parking betul ke tadi..org depan dapat kuar tak...ader halang ke laluan orang..huhu..sudahnyer aku bergegas turun balek setelah selesai bersiap untuk check kereta...sampai je kat kereta..tgk..lega ..huhu..kalo aku tak tahu aku yg parking..mmg nampak cam org yang dah pandai parking..jarak optimum..chewah..bangga siot..haha..cuak2 aku pon parking elok..malam tuh aku pon ceritakan kesah tersebut kepada Kak hani..apa lagi kene gelak kuat2 ler..huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kak hani balek, aku tak berani nak jemput dier kat KTM naik kereta, aku naik bas and then tren. bila sampai rumah kitorang amek kereta untuk keluar ke MidValley beli barang. Dier nak naik atas kejap..aku tunggu kat keta..aku kater nak reverse kuar dari parking..dier kater baik2..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..kesahnya aku takut nak reverse2..so aku pun pegi sampai ujung dan buat u turn..&lt;br /&gt;biler kak hani sampai kat kete yang dah siap menunggu untuk keluar ke arah jalan, aku tersengih-sengih bangga..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"terrer tak kami reverse?"&lt;br /&gt;"terrer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kami tak reverse..kami u turn kat ujung tuh"&lt;br /&gt;"serious?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katanya u turn kat situ lagi susah dari reverse.. kalo dier u turn pun kene undur2 sket..aku pon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalallalala..senyum sampai telinga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-2129024090451130048?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2129024090451130048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=2129024090451130048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2129024090451130048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2129024090451130048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/driving.html' title='Driving...'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/ScsAIGc-BSI/AAAAAAAAAts/wYuthogReCo/s72-c/peta+desa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-473203738238771958</id><published>2009-03-13T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:39:04.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaging myself to something more than this… </title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else should i writes here..This blog has been somewhat of a platform for me to tell stories of my life...everyday occurrences, things that I suddenly remembered, or things for others to read..and somehow, I felt that this theme is too common and somehow started to give this unfulfilling feelings to me as a writer..It's not a bad things though, writing about own experiences, it can brighten up someone's day, even I myself will often take time to blog-hunting for everyday stories..of those people I know and those I don't know but whom I felt connected to..But I think it's time that,I wrote something else apart from what I have written here so far..hehe..Here is a list of topics that I will write in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Telekom Malaysia –My love-hate relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Academics – Economics, Accounting, English, Mathematics, Physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photography – Photojournalism type ( I try my best to make it as so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rating – hotel, movie, songs, holiday spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personal experiences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will try to update every day. Hehe. I need to engage myself to something, so I will not again felt so angry at someone or something at works that cause me to demam panas,migraine etc as happened recently. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-473203738238771958?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/473203738238771958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=473203738238771958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/473203738238771958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/473203738238771958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/engaging-myself-to-something-more-than.html' title='Engaging myself to something more than this… '/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-573667624779823471</id><published>2009-03-11T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:06:14.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ustaz Asyhraf dan 'baffle'</title><content type='html'>i was actually in the middle of writing something academic (company core competency/ies) when i used a word 'baffling' root word=baffle which can be loosely translated in bahasa as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;membingungkan.&lt;/span&gt;..and it get me started to reminiscing of the good old days at MRSM Jasin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz Ashyraf Mukhlis is one very funny ustaz, PAS oriented and a hairline suited to be a vampire..haha..kidding..tapi garis rambut dier macam ader 'V' structure, same as Anas ( if you know him) and one of those teachers that i respect. He has his own method of teaching, which is by telling stories mostly with a hint of political inclination. If i happen to stay awake in one of those lesson where he started to turn to that 'bulan' or 'hijau' directions i will almost instantly groans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ustaz..dah la ustaz..letih la..dgr..bulan-bulan-bulan..letih tau..letih.." dlm nada menyampah yang manja..ahahha..ade ke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok ok ok..kat mana tadi..hehehe" he will laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day our english class which preceded his class finished a lil bit late and he was waiting not far from the class, probably spying.When he enters, he jokingly pull a long face and sit in the teachers chair trying hard to look as if very tired of the waiting..padehal 5 minit je pun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"korang blaja ape nih..lama sangat."..kitorang gelak2 jer tengok gelagat Ustaz then he looks at the blackboard and found the section for Vocabulary Enrichment. Words for the Week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nih perkataan ape nih..saya nih tak pandai sangat bahasa orang putih...baff-le..baff-le?" saje2 buat tak tahu..kitorang plak rajin melayan..ade yg tolong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baffle la, ustaz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ape maknanya baffle..baffle nih" ustaz tanya lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bingung.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oooooo...." balas ustaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu dlm keadaan tergelak-gelak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok..student.. today we are going to learn..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ustaz nieyyyyy.." jerit budak2 pompuan dlm kelas tu.budak lelaki dlm kelas tuh sgt pendiam ye rakan2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok..ok..ok..today we will learn..."hehe..ustaz gelak2 kecil lagi..tapi dier nak conduct plak topik aritu dlm bahasa inggeris..mana yang dier ingat dan senang nak directly translated to English..yang lainnyer dier campur2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelajaran pada hari itu diteruskan dgn gelak2 dek translation ustaz yang kelakar..aku tak ingat topik aper..tapi cam dah lebeh 5 minit berterusan yang aku nih pulak tak berapa nak paham ustaz dok terangkan dlm bahasa inggeris yg ntah ke haper2(purposely dibuat oleh Ustaz) aku angkat tangan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dah la ustaz..tak paham la cam ni..ape tuh orang putih kate..baffle..baffle..haa..it baffle me la ustaz" on which kate2 aku tuh kemudian disambut oleh gelak2 besar dari classmate aku..hahaha..aku ingat sampai tuh jer..yang lainnyer aku dah tak ingat..perkataan baffle tuh memang takkan lupa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kelas agama lah tempat aku tido siang.kerap la terdengar ustaz akan panggil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marlina...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"urrrmmm.." aku terpisat2 menjawab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 ustaz akan improvised sket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marlina..Ma Rabbuka..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pulak penah sekali, lepas je jawab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ye ustaz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..dlm keadaan mamai, amek sumer buku rujukan dari bawah meja, susun2, dengan diperhatikan seluruh kelas sbb tak semena-mena aku pegi kluarkan sumer buku...lepas je susun buku tuh..aku terus landing kat atas buku2 tuh ibarat buku tuh bantal..yang menggamatkan kelas aku sekali lagi.. aku tersentak seketika but then landing balik kat 'bantal2' aku..&lt;br /&gt;ustaz pun gelak jugak sebab memang dah tak boleh tolong ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agama,kelas yang kene membaca dan mengingat dan mengamal..kalo nak cepat hafal ayat hafazan, try baca dlm sembahyang.InsyaAllah. Ustaz jugak bagi petua untuk aku mas tuh blocked sgt nak hafal ayat hafazan dari surat Al-Imran..dier kata, hafal dengan makna,and try to relate one or 2 kalimah(words) with its translation. i tried that, and it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu Waniey pulak telah men-nickname kat ustaz sebagai Carlos( kalo tak silap aku) salah satu karektor dlm citer latin yang memang tengah hot zaman2 tuh..masa tu ade La Usur Padora la mende la yang aku tak follow langsung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ustaz, Wanie kan dier bg nick name kat ustaz. Dier kater Ustaz ni Carlos" satu hari Teddy bersuara walaupun sedang dok struggle dgn Wanie yg tidak mahu kegiatannya terbongkar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz dok moncong..pura-pura..mcm slalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Carlos best Ustaz. hensem." Wanie dok cover takut ustaz marah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ala mesti awak namakan saya dgn watak jahat,kan." Ustaz moncong lagi..itu yang membuatkan kitorang sumer tergelak-gelak..ingatkan moncong sebab ape la..Ustaz..Ustaz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-573667624779823471?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/573667624779823471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=573667624779823471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/573667624779823471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/573667624779823471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/ustaz-asyhraf-dan-baffle.html' title='Ustaz Asyhraf dan &apos;baffle&apos;'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-669970117845578141</id><published>2009-03-06T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:01:55.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hani Shuhanti yang aku kenal</title><content type='html'>2 mac yang lalu, aku ngan kak hani pergi lah ke KLIA menghantar makcik sorang nih balek sydney..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam jumaat minggu sudahnya dier singgah dirumah setelah berjaya mem prank kan wan kerry di maktab...sampai dimuka pintu tanpa bagi salam apapun, terus kak hani dengar dier tersedu sedan diluar..sedih dan sayu katanya, that might be the last time kitorang jumpa di Malaysia sebelum dier berangkat ke Sydney menyambung lagi pengajian..kak hani bukak pintu, aku pulak sedang tido..sampai tertido menunggu cik hani kita nih sampai..haih..taklahhh..tertido sebab telah meneguk 10ml sedilix(ubat batuk/selsema) dan menelan pelbagai lagi ubat yg menyebabkan mengantuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku terjaga sebab mcm keco2 sket kat ruang tamu, dan bersuara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hani dah sampai ek.." dengan suara sengau dek hidung tersumbat..&lt;br /&gt;terus menerus 2-2 hani masuk bilik...hani shuhanti terus hiba la plak kan hug me and terus luruh..sayu la plak...lagi lebat hingus aku..ekekeke..eeeeiiiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kitorang borak2 sampai kul 2..sudahnya aku EL hari jumaat tuh sebab tak larat nak bangun pagi..hantar makcik nih ke Puduraya untuk balek ke Alor Setar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasa kehilangan bile budak nih kene balek umah after staying at my house for more than a month..selalunya dier kene jadik pengadil kalo aku ngan kak hani ada perselisihan pendapat..terutamanya semasa kak hani memandu..hehe..aper yg mampu dier balas kan setiap kali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" arghh..tanak2..tanak jadik orang tengah.." sambil tutup2 telinga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sambungnya lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cukup je la mummy ngan daddy salu gado2 mcm nih..seyes,kak marlina ngan kak hani gado sama je cam mummy and daddy..ingatkan dah lari jauh dah..last2..jumpa balek my family kat KL nih...arghhh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on which membuatkan aku ngan kak hani tersembur gelak2...hani..hani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe'el hani yang aku nak ceritakan kat sini yang aku akan ingat sampai biler2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salunyer dier bangun yang paling lambat..aku paling awal,kak hani yang tengah..then bile kitorang dah bangun kitorang minum2 teh sampai cicah2 biskot sambil tunggu cik hani nih bangun untuk sarapan betul2 bersama..masak kat umah atau diluar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu hari aku masuk bilik amek bantal untuk dibuat baring2 kat ruang tamu sambil tengok tv, dier cam terjaga..dgn terpisat2..dier tanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gi mana tadi?" agak moncong dan manja2 gitu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kat luar tengok tv"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jawab dlm keadaan berjaga-jaga kot2 dier sebenarnya mengigau..but then dier mcm berfikir kejap akan jawapan aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" betul nih?" dier tanya lagi mintak kepastian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" iye,tgk tv" aku mcm nak tergelak pun ada..seyes mcm budak2 yg kene tinggal dek mak dier  masa dier tgh tido..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"erm..ok" dier mcm berpuas hati dgn jawapan aku..sambung baring2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe'el nyer yg nih earned a few days of teasing from both of us...ciannyer dier..takut kene tinggal ekk...hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other things plak..aku kesian dier dok umah tak buat aper..so aku ajar dier main PC game Diablo 2...pastu ketagih..siap ader special consultation on item trade la..skill aper nak guna la..caner nak lawan Andariel la..seyes..maseh segar dalam ingatan cik hani melompat-lompat sekeliling meja sebab cemas semasa aku sedang lawankan Andariel bg pihak dier..seyes lawak..mcm setiap hari jugak la lepas dinner, kitorang berbincang status permainan dan tips2 untuk berjaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang nih, bila hani dah tader..mcm tader semangat nak main Diablo..huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita sket bab kitorang first kenal..&lt;br /&gt;Kitorang kenal melalui Hanafi rahmat@fifi@hakak limau seplastik..haha..maseh ingat lagi..waktu tuh kitorang akan brunch setiap hari sabtu pukul 10-11 lebeh kat Taste of Thai,Belmore Road Randwick..bukan setakat makan, kitorang berborak,bergelak ketawa,berkongsi cerita..it were very enjoyable times la..then kitorang pegi photohunting sekitar City and Darling Harbour..dier jugak la yang temankan aku pegi event Arts Week masa pengumuman pemenang Photography contest..then saje2 jalan tangkap gambar masa bulan puasa kat Centennial Park..dan byk lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hani yang paling best, kalo ajak pi shopping kat Bondi Junction mesti tak tolak punye la..so kitorang beli kasut sama2, tengok citer Once (Hani tido 75% screening..rugi jer..bosan katanya..aku plak sgt eksaited sampai meremangbulu roma dgr lagu yg dicipta dan dinyanyikan sepenugh hati..selingan sket..wajib tgk ye movie nih)..tak silap kitorang tgk citer Transformers jugak samer2..byk kenangan dgn cik adek sorang nih..terutamanya..akn ingat dier selalu when i wear my fav white/black everlast shoe yang umurnya dah nak dekat 2 tahun nih..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also serve as a reminder for me (remided by kak hani) to continue believe in kind words, those that inspire people to choose and do the right thing instead of the easy ones, and that our action/failure to take any action may not always impact our life but others too..and the most important, we cannot predict which of what we say that will have an impact on other people and whom it will be impacted upon...It was a bless to have met and be part of her life..I'm thankful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDH4kNyiCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/3dgaM6VheA0/s1600-h/DSC_3901-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDH4kNyiCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/3dgaM6VheA0/s400/DSC_3901-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309963735277930530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;masa ni kitorang skodeng dari jauh..hahahaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDIvjHmOnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ay3qE3SvGTo/s1600-h/DSC_3912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDIvjHmOnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ay3qE3SvGTo/s400/DSC_3912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309964679876328050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hani sewaktu kitorang sepraiskan dier kat check-in counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDFHE52pcI/AAAAAAAAAqI/zF_kzd2sbns/s1600-h/DSC_3930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDFHE52pcI/AAAAAAAAAqI/zF_kzd2sbns/s400/DSC_3930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309960686035969474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mummy, hani, hamal yang manja, daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDFGQtz7SI/AAAAAAAAAp4/EtzzXt0awlI/s1600-h/DSC_3925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDFGQtz7SI/AAAAAAAAAp4/EtzzXt0awlI/s400/DSC_3925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309960672026815778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 Hani buah hatiku..ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;"oh goreng lempeng, lempengnya hangus! hani!!! lempengmu hangus!! hey!!kuikuikui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDH5CKkfUI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AhI03T6BUjU/s1600-h/DSC_3941-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDH5CKkfUI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AhI03T6BUjU/s400/DSC_3941-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309963743317491010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sketsa? sewaktu nak masuk ke gate..hahaha..tipu je la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDXzCR4vWI/AAAAAAAAAq4/hZ9H-8PW6-I/s1600-h/DSC_3937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDXzCR4vWI/AAAAAAAAAq4/hZ9H-8PW6-I/s400/DSC_3937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309981232455007586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To Hani, Focus on your study ye. Hujung tahun nnt kita jumpa lagi.&lt;br /&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/5995308171217325427-669970117845578141?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/669970117845578141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=669970117845578141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/669970117845578141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/669970117845578141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/03/hani-shuhanti-yang-aku-kenal.html' title='Hani Shuhanti yang aku kenal'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SbDH4kNyiCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/3dgaM6VheA0/s72-c/DSC_3901-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-7713293748445937491</id><published>2009-02-16T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:11:08.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodo...sungguh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aku bukanlah dermawan, aku tidak derma pada tabung Palestine pun..aku juga tak pernah ke mana2 rumah anak yatim, tapi aku rajin menderma kepada pihak2 yang tidak sepatutnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ANZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tahukah anda saya telah menderma lebeh kurang rm1000 kepada ANZ selama setahun lebeh sejak kepulangan aku ke tanah air..ini sumer gara2 skim telefon bimbit percuma berkontrak yang diniagakan oleh syarikat Hutchinson Australia aka 3@Three.. sebelum kepulangan aku, aku ade amek phone baru N70..sebab phone lama Sony Erricson yang flip tuh dah uzur..tapi elok je fungsinyer..tapi aku gatal dan rambang mata bila pamplet baru dihantar oelh pihak syarikat untuk entice aku enter into a new contract 24 month..memula aku fikir cam biler balek mesia aku nak tutup akaun bank Oz and tinggalkan Oz dgn tidak menghabeskan kontrak aku..tapi tetiba ade secebis ingatan terhadap mati..caner nnt aku nak bayar utang..susah wo..so aku pun tak tutup akaun bank aku..dengan harapan aku akan masukkan duit tiap2 bulan untuk bayar hutang berjadual aku..setiap bulan aud32..tapi ade ketikanya aku sgt sibuk sampai tak dapat nak pegi bank..ade jugak ketikanya..duit aku tak berapa cukup nak bank in kan ke oz..so sudah beberapa kali aku kene honour fee sbb duit dlm bank tak cukup biler Three tetiba direct debitkan akaun aku..haha..so disitulah Bodoh no1 untuk yeah!! bodoh bukan kerana aku tak larikan diri dengan phone baru itu...bodohnya aku apabila aku amek phone baru dengan sepenuh kesedaran aku akan balek mesia 3-4  bulan lagi selepas itu..bodohnya aku tak fikir panjang...sungguh..bodoh..hopefully sebagai punishment to myself yang memang short sighted nih..aku tak benarkan diri aku ade kad kredit..aku jugak takde ape2 kontrak..dgn ape2 syarikat..dan aku maseh guna N70 aku..maybe sampai punah ranah..aku takkan tukar phone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Celcom *118#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dulu for a few month aku ade side account untuk Mobile broadband..guna phone as modem..kualiti sangat2 mengecewakan..setiap beberapa minit akan disconnected..dah la tuh..kalo nak donload punyer lah lambat mengalahkan 64k dial up punyer speed..oh sungguh hangin..pastuh biler nak cancel kat Tm Point tak boleh plak..kaunter celcom kat situ untuk create account and bayaran jer..untuk cancel account tak boleh..apekah..huhu..aku benci betul malaysia...pasal nih..saje je nak susahkan orang..susah untuk cancel account..pastuh dpt la duit untuk 2-3 bulan yang orang tuh sebok dan tak berpeluang nak carik celcom branch yang terdekat untuk cancel account..itu bodoh sket..je la..yang bodoh banyak plak..hehe..continue reading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;setelah cancel account untuk monthly, default untuk account aku sekang pay per use..that is 10cent per10kb. tapi ade jugak rm6 perday unlimited.so aku kadang2 terdesak akan gunakan plan rm6 nih untuk check email bila hari tak bekerja...tapi kene guna *118# untuk daftar for daily unlimited..kalo tak daftar...hahahaha..inilah jadinya..kalo terlupa nak daftar then terus connect to internet jer..maka anda secara automatic akan pay per use..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru-baru ni,dengan kondifennyer..aku pun gunalah connection untuk check email, download manga naruto, siap update norton virus definition and all..pastu tetiba it occur to me....yang aku telah terlupa untuk *118#..hahahaha..hahahaha..ahaha..aku beranikan diri untuk *118# dan check bil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu..raser cam nak pengsan yang i have unbilled amount of rm 250..huhuh...huhuhu...huhuhu..aku check kat internet,rm 250 is the most someone pay per month kalo dier guna pay per use...per month..aku sampai trauma ..sejak sehari yang aku dah guna aku tak berani langsung nak guna lagi...selepas aku baca sms yang menyatakan aku akan dibillkn sebanyak rm250..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku baring aku guling2 aku nanges..aku baring renung kipas pusing2 sambil berkata-kata agak bernada macam menyanyi.."marlina bodo...bodo..bodo..bodo....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rm250 can buy lots of things..lots of things..important things....pastu kak hani kesian tgk aku baring sorang2 sambil terkebil-kebil..membebel..getting the way of her yang nak mengemas rumah..dengan terbaring kat ruang tamu..then dier datang dier baring sebelah..and she took my hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"setiap orang akan buat bende bodo macam nih paling kurang sekali.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aku diam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"walaupun Three hampa tuh pun bodo gak..so dah 2 kali la hampa bodo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gelak2..(maseh sempat lagi mengingatkan kepedihan hati yang lain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aku hanya boleh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"aaaaaaghhhh...aaaghhh..perlu ker ingatkan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"yela..perlu diingatkan..supaya hampa tak buat bende bodo lagi..tapi kami raser yang nih tak bodo..yang nih jujurnya tak sengaja..bodo adelah kes three hampa tuh..so kekalkan itu saje satu2nya kebodohan yang hampa buat dengan sedar,dengan sengaja"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;..dier sengeh..saje..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"dah dah..jom bangun, kami nak sapu nih...kang kami sapu hampa sekali kang.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moral of the story, mistake is inevitable and costly. if you can't afford silly mistake like this,learn and remember..not to let it happen again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang bawah nih tade kaitan dengan bodoh..hehe..Sabtu aritu kitorang buat donut sebab cam teringin nak makan donut homemade yang murah dan banyak2..hehe..sangat senang nak buat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 kilo of flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 a packet of mauri-pan&lt;br /&gt;2-3 table spoon of sugar&lt;br /&gt;2-3 table spoon of oil&lt;br /&gt;1 table spoon of condensed milk&lt;br /&gt;some more oil need for kneeding later..the dough will be a lil bit sticky..&lt;br /&gt;warm water&lt;br /&gt;salt(combined with the warm water)&lt;br /&gt;Some sugar-powdered using the food processor for dry item (org kmpg panggil 'blender' untuk barang kering)&lt;br /&gt;Oil for frying&lt;br /&gt; How to:&lt;br /&gt;1.combine dry item together. mixed well.&lt;br /&gt;2.put in milk, and oil.mixed well.&lt;br /&gt;3. pour in warm water little by little. sampai jadi doh.lembut, dan takde yang tertinggal melekat kat mangkuk,all the flour dah jadik doh.then start uli.uli 5-10 mins.then birkan dlm mangkuk.tutup.&lt;br /&gt;4. pergi tengok satu episod naruto. then tgk doh tadi.&lt;br /&gt;5. dah jadik 2 kali ganda. tumbuk2 sampai semua udara keluar.then cubit dan buat bulat2. bila nak goreng, tepekkan bola2 tuh macam agak leper, then cucuk kat tengah2 untuk buat lubang.kene tenyeh2 sket sampai tembus then adjust2 le.pandai2..then goreng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh sebab mengada sket..aku buat bentuk yg mcm dibwh..haha..buat mcm tocang rambut.then goreng.pastu bedakkan dengan gula yang dah dikisar halus.aku suka gula tuh kasar sket. yang tak habes nak makan time tuh jangan biarkan.untuk mengelakkan doh menjadi masam, goreng donut tuh sekejap then sejukkan.pastu simpan dlm peti ais. Boleh digoreng semula bila2 masa.Selamat mencuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZjutsb_LMI/AAAAAAAAAng/O_TYOjGBoXc/s1600-h/DSC_3858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZjutsb_LMI/AAAAAAAAAng/O_TYOjGBoXc/s400/DSC_3858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303251030018829506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-7713293748445937491?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7713293748445937491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=7713293748445937491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/7713293748445937491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/7713293748445937491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/02/bodosungguh.html' title='Bodo...sungguh..'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZjutsb_LMI/AAAAAAAAAng/O_TYOjGBoXc/s72-c/DSC_3858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-5460634779247377539</id><published>2009-02-10T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:42:35.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evy &amp; Boy Wedding Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD6p2mpvFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/v8xPH6FQl_M/s1600-h/DSC_3715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD6p2mpvFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/v8xPH6FQl_M/s400/DSC_3715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301012358354287698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_e671OaI/AAAAAAAAAmY/60c8QbgLosY/s1600-h/DSC_3723-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_e671OaI/AAAAAAAAAmY/60c8QbgLosY/s400/DSC_3723-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301017668096440738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenkiu evy for looking this way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_ffc6L8I/AAAAAAAAAmo/IYJ3L945R50/s1600-h/kenduri+evy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_ffc6L8I/AAAAAAAAAmo/IYJ3L945R50/s400/kenduri+evy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301017677898854338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kes tak boleh duduk diam kat meja..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s I love the dessert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_eyqOCHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/gYVGD1xZ_sg/s1600-h/kenduri+evy1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_eyqOCHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/gYVGD1xZ_sg/s400/kenduri+evy1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301017665875085426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;berjumpa rakan2 lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_et01RAI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/nqrxTGPjmVo/s1600-h/DSC_3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_et01RAI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/nqrxTGPjmVo/s400/DSC_3725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301017664577422338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I was rudely interrupted by this perempuan. Tak perasan yang dier termasuk kat gambar Afiq nih, have no intention at all to include her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutup2 muka konon. Ko hengat ko chantek! Terlanjur ade plak muka pompuan nih, aku citer satu bende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno whats her problem. I was taking pictures from the side and was about to leave when i decide to take Afiq's pics (he's one of the emcee). Out of the blue,harshly, she 'intruct' me, like i'm some sort of her subordinate or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Eh,duduk. duduk"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Mind you, her voice sound like a command more than it should have sound courteous.  Friends taking picture of her friends wedding is normal la, even if a friend is not the hired photographer that night. If i were to do things as i like with little disregard of majlis orang, i would be getting all the shots with angle of my choice. Instead, i contented myself with shot from the side, a girl's head make it way into the frame and no good shot for Evy's lovely wedding gown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yes i know this is a sit down dinner type of reception and yes, i think i know the appropriate time when i should go back to my table.The time should be after a few shots of my friend's glorious night. Evy has other friends too and not just you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;She's even worse as an emcee, she was addressing the invitees as if we are all retarded and could not understand her english properly. Sebutir-sebutir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now....I...would...like.... &lt;/span&gt;blergh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are too full of themselves. I met one that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_ebgknvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/P65zrWmrQtY/s1600-h/DSC_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD_ebgknvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/P65zrWmrQtY/s400/DSC_3713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301017659660607218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alahai budak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD6pCbVK2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ns8-XIFwASE/s1600-h/DSC_3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD6pCbVK2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ns8-XIFwASE/s400/DSC_3816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301012344348158818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mereka2 yang telah atau sedang menetap di Dewan Malaysia Sydney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD6qtkgmgI/AAAAAAAAAl4/ex47Y6gjwUQ/s1600-h/DSC_3744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD6qtkgmgI/AAAAAAAAAl4/ex47Y6gjwUQ/s400/DSC_3744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301012373109250562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;meja 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-5460634779247377539?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5460634779247377539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=5460634779247377539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/5460634779247377539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/5460634779247377539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/02/evy-boy-wedding-reception.html' title='Evy &amp; Boy Wedding Reception'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SZD6p2mpvFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/v8xPH6FQl_M/s72-c/DSC_3715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4797469197634222298</id><published>2009-02-06T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:17:55.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYuhjdSip7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/OKFTl7kITzw/s1600-h/DSC_9789_filtered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYuhjdSip7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/OKFTl7kITzw/s400/DSC_9789_filtered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299507017061410738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying not to post lyrics here, but this one by Alanis Morrisette..hehe..can't resist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can be an asshole of the grandest kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can withhold like it's going out of style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can be the moodiest baby and you've never met anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;who is as negative as I am sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am the wisest woman you've ever met. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've never met anyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's as positive as I am sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You see everything, you see every part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see all my light and you love my dark &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dig everything of which I'm ashamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not anything to which you can't relate &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame everyone else, not my own partaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm terrified and mistrusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've never met anyone as, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As closed down as I am sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see everything, you see every part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see all my light and you love my dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dig everything of which I'm ashamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not anything to which you can't relate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the funniest woman you've ever known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the dullest woman you've ever known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the most gorgeous woman you've ever known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've never met anyone as,&lt;br /&gt;as everything as I am sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You see everything, you see every part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see all my light and you love my dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dig everything of which I'm ashamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not anything to which you can't relate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4797469197634222298?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4797469197634222298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=4797469197634222298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4797469197634222298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4797469197634222298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything.html' title='Everything...'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYuhjdSip7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/OKFTl7kITzw/s72-c/DSC_9789_filtered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-6928890663407646925</id><published>2009-02-02T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:13:23.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What we did yesterday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYZaN4XZSlI/AAAAAAAAAj8/tz6nxDRF3eQ/s1600-h/DSC_3487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYZaN4XZSlI/AAAAAAAAAj8/tz6nxDRF3eQ/s400/DSC_3487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298021206163278418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYZaNofg-QI/AAAAAAAAAj0/bMjshPMpafs/s1600-h/DSC_3481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYZaNofg-QI/AAAAAAAAAj0/bMjshPMpafs/s400/DSC_3481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298021201902369026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehe..we went to klcc just to take these few snaps...then we're off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And yeah this morning i wake up lazily,grudgingly, dragging my heavy head off the pillow. Run a quick shower, 20 minutes later all prepared to go to work just to found out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Weh,harini cuti la..semalam hari wilayah kot. Dah siap ke ni? hahaha.."Kak Rohaya (my in law) said gleefully on the other end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was actually just finished putting on my socks when i made the usual  morning phone call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Interpreting my silence correctly, she adds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Suruh Kak Hani and Hani kecik gelakkan kuat2 yer..hahahaha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dalam mamai2 pon maseh bleh gelakkan aku lagi..cheyyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Grr...sabo ajele..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Oh ye, Isnin minggu depan pun cuti.Thaipusam.hehehe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-6928890663407646925?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6928890663407646925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=6928890663407646925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/6928890663407646925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/6928890663407646925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-we-did-yesterday.html' title='What we did yesterday?'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYZaN4XZSlI/AAAAAAAAAj8/tz6nxDRF3eQ/s72-c/DSC_3487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-649569381667627033</id><published>2009-01-28T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:02:40.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti Tahun baru Cina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYMWbVZIh8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/uhgxxohvGKE/s1600-h/PB240039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYMWbVZIh8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/uhgxxohvGKE/s400/PB240039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297102245572675522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYMWaz30tRI/AAAAAAAAAjk/vbKDRYAVkQo/s1600-h/PB240032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYMWaz30tRI/AAAAAAAAAjk/vbKDRYAVkQo/s400/PB240032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297102236574594322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYMWZuY4GvI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mAUrsVnP3ZQ/s1600-h/PB240028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYMWZuY4GvI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mAUrsVnP3ZQ/s400/PB240028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297102217922747122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tersepit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Semalam jari aku tersepit kat pintu kereta masa sedang seboknak masukkan barang2. Berdarah dan bengkak,saket giler babeng. Bila aku dah reda sket, dah boh minyak gamat, si Fitri bersuara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Sedap tak Kak Ina? Ade raser cam ayam masak sambal tak?..ahahahaha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gelak2.pastu lari biler aku pandang dgn aura membunuh. sambung gelak2 lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Khammbengg!" itu saja yang mampu aku balaskan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Balek kampung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cuti kali nih aku mengheret Kak Hani dan Hani Shuhanti balek kampung. Sempat la jugak amek gambar kat sempadan Johor-Negeri Sembilan tak jauh dari rumah. Disebabkan bosan aku pon pergi membeli permainan Jutaria(a cheap version of Monopoly which cost RM3 jer) untuk dimainkan bersama-sama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4 orang pemain,Kak Hani kene paksa jadik Banker. Setelah kalah 2 kali berturut-turut dengan Si Fitri tuah akhirnya kembali ke pangkuan aku.hehe.tak boleh blah kalah ngan budak sekolah rendah yang kira duti pun tak cekap lagi.sungguh tak boleh blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;PLUS update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Takde la update sangat pon tapi just nak mention yang Tol Sungai Besi akhirnya telah menambah 2 lagi lorong untuk TnG tapi ini lorong dikongsi dengan lorong tunai. Ade lah peningkatan sket tapi boleh usaha lagi keras,kalo nak dibandingkan dengan Tol Juru yang ader TnG disemua lorong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tapi kisahnya sewaktu dlm perjalanan KL- Seremban, aku yang duduk di Taman Desa nih mengambil masa selama lebeh dari sejam,hanya untuk melepasi plaza tol. Dengan pemandu2 yang tidak beretika memotong barisan dan sebagainya. barisan punya lah panjang bertindan-tindan, ade jugak yang mencilok dibarisan yang sememangnya sedang mencilok.cilok atas cilok. dah panas membara dlm kereta,kaki lenguh,hati saket dan sebagainya, sampai dekat dengan tol ternampak lah, punca sebab musabab kesesakan melampau tersebut. Marah tahap berapi menyebabkan aku tak bukak pun tingkap untuk amek air tuh. Kang ade plak yang kene baling,sia-sia jer. baik ko pegang aku ni..hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo betul nak beri barang percuma sebagai promosi, atau barang percuma sebagai membantu pemandu dan penumpang, harap dapat edarkan semasa kereta sedang berbaris, bukan semasa kereta sampai ke tempat scan TnG. Sudah memang lah pekerja yang hulur menghulur tuh tak berapa cerdik untuk mengetahui lebeh efisyen kalo minuman diedar sepanjang barisan kereta terdekat daripada satu-satu kereta sampai ke plaza, rasernyer lah Pengurus program patut lebeh cerdik. Kalo dah bengap sehingga begitu sekali, pegi balek kampung tanam jagung je la bang.jangan menyusahkan orang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-649569381667627033?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/649569381667627033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=649569381667627033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/649569381667627033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/649569381667627033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/cuti-tahun-baru-cina.html' title='Cuti Tahun baru Cina'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SYMWbVZIh8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/uhgxxohvGKE/s72-c/PB240039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-1060890469526149260</id><published>2009-01-23T10:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:12:42.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SXg9h4ENRRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/5ug4U55zwWA/s1600-h/DSC_3463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SXg9h4ENRRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/5ug4U55zwWA/s400/DSC_3463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294049014169027858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Solved Rubik's Cube (Model tangan=Kak Hani)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aku bukanlah peminat Ben10. Tapi aku tau la serba sedikit pasal Ben 10 neh..hasil pertanyaan aku kepada adik bongsu aku si Fitri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fitri, Ben10 nih katun pasal aper?" aku tanya si kecik tuh masa dier sedang sebok layan siri kartun tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ala,citer budak laki tuh.Dier ade jam." dier jawab pendek2 macam selalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Budak laki ader jam?..itu jer?? citer mcm tuh pun ko tgk?" ku saje bako darah dier supaya dier terang dgn lebeh lanjut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Dier ade jam tapi dier blehjadik byk bende, raksasa la,ape la,ade 10 monster yg dier bleh jadik la..sebab tuh nama dier Ben10. Dah la.ko ni kacau la" Si fitri terang sambil mata tak lepas dari TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ckp la awal2..ini tidak..Budak laki ade jam..ape hal citer camtu masuk tv" hehe..aku memang suka menyakat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya,aku telah terkena demam Rubik's Cube. Terjumpa mainan lama kat almari Kak Hani di Bukit Gelugor..first hari aku main2..dapat solvekan satu muka..pastu biler on the way balek KL singgah kat Tapah,rehat dan minum2 sambil nak mencarik the cube as my own set. yang konvensional..yg jenis plain colors tuh tak jumpa..Instead,aku jumpa yang nih.Setelah 2 hari mengerjakannya aku hanya berjaya susun sampai layer 2 sahaja..i couldn't do anything else..i can't think about anything else properly..so i went looking for some tips kat internet..and yeah.. there are some and i used this to solve the cube..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.ryanheise.com/cube/beginner.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SXg9hoEl9KI/AAAAAAAAAiI/A0oShYq8Dq0/s1600-h/DSC_3449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SXg9hoEl9KI/AAAAAAAAAiI/A0oShYq8Dq0/s400/DSC_3449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294049009875678370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Macro shot( England Optical Eyeglases' case)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is a macro shot of my spectacles case. I read somewhere about the reversing normal lense for macro shooting...I tried it yesterday and  this is the outcome..hehehe..lega sebab dah tak payah pi beli macro lense yg bisa membankrupt kan aku..hehe..sekarang aku boleh cancel tabung untuk itu dan focus on the tabung to get the speed light instead..hehe..weehuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SXkm878zCQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/JB8KQqeeSmA/s1600-h/DSC_3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SXkm878zCQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/JB8KQqeeSmA/s400/DSC_3441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294305665277430018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Bendi Goreng pedas dengan Sos Tiram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ini plak bendi goreng pedas denagn sos tiram..i believe you can correctly guess the ingredients involve. I was so please of how my theory of soaking the bendi(ladies finger kot) in warm water and then quickly rinse it with cold water will make the color as vibrant as in the pic above. And it keep them crunchy. heh. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1060890469526149260?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1060890469526149260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1060890469526149260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1060890469526149260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1060890469526149260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-things.html' title='Random Things'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SXg9h4ENRRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/5ug4U55zwWA/s72-c/DSC_3463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-2111799278414401167</id><published>2009-01-13T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:55:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random images..(not so random actually)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just trying my luck, I've just submitted these three images for a chance to win some cash in case one of them being chosen to fill a segment in Tm monthly internal mags. So just want to show off a lil bit of my mediocre work.heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxX95CYkuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xs8lk6nqlss/s1600-h/Sydney+Opera+House.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxX95CYkuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xs8lk6nqlss/s400/Sydney+Opera+House.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290700383047946978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sydney Opera House, NSW,Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This one taken by Sony H1, my first digital camera. The same day i purchase a tripod, a few days after i purchase Hisham( i named my camera). Kak Mitra and Kin were behind the scene. When i got my D80, i promised to take similar picture, this time using better camera. The day never came. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxX9du2OEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/alqvW3cQxnA/s1600-h/Camperdown+Memorial+Clock+Tower+-+Victoria,Australia_filtered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxX9du2OEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/alqvW3cQxnA/s400/Camperdown+Memorial+Clock+Tower+-+Victoria,Australia_filtered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290700375718246466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Camperdown Memorial Clock Tower,Victoria, Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This one is taken while i'm on a moving car. We were on our way back from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Great Ocean Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; roadtrip. I have no idea what is the name of this clock tower until a few days ago, found it at Wikipedia. heh. Kak Hani was driving,excellent driver ( 110km/h is considered as her usual minimum on highway) and Kak Lyle probably snoozing at the back seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxX9BWc3GI/AAAAAAAAAfg/7BLsythtH6c/s1600-h/Main+Quadrangle+-+University+of+Sydney_filtered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxX9BWc3GI/AAAAAAAAAfg/7BLsythtH6c/s400/Main+Quadrangle+-+University+of+Sydney_filtered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290700368099728482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Main Quadrangle, University of Sydney, NSW, Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This one taken on my second visit to UniSyd. If i remember correctly, i shot this with the polarizing filter i just bought the day before. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Aditional Images (sentimental value)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxfgzdcDmI/AAAAAAAAAf4/qgjf3DLfnio/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxfgzdcDmI/AAAAAAAAAf4/qgjf3DLfnio/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290708679427624546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is shutter release count no.10. First image in focus with Ahmad Dhani.If I'm not mistaken, i was strolling around Central station forcing myself to think up a good topic of an urban theme for my photography class. This class actually speed up my decision making process in buying or not buying my D80. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxjs8gj8UI/AAAAAAAAAgA/1WJ30u4zOBg/s1600-h/DSC_3605-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxjs8gj8UI/AAAAAAAAAgA/1WJ30u4zOBg/s400/DSC_3605-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290713286061584706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This one taken the same day i got the parcel containing the latest edition to my equipment,the Nikkor 50mm f1.8. I instantly grew fond of this lense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-2111799278414401167?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2111799278414401167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=2111799278414401167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2111799278414401167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2111799278414401167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-images.html' title='Random images..(not so random actually)'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWxX95CYkuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xs8lk6nqlss/s72-c/Sydney+Opera+House.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-8739508422602291360</id><published>2009-01-08T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:09:38.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fizan &amp; Sheedah by Marlina Jamal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haih setelah beberapa hari menghabeskan masa mengedit gambar..akhirnya siap jugak entry untuk Majlis Persandingan..Enjoy the pics..oh untuk gambar yg lebih besar sila double klik kat gambar tu..more gambar will be available soon kat my flickr page..tungguuu!!! untuk gambar yg memang dah siap besar klik &lt;a href="http://marlinajamal.fotopages.com/?entry=1779470"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWV8I02eR7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4KKjaGgPHcw/s1600-h/sheedah+day23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWV8I02eR7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4KKjaGgPHcw/s400/sheedah+day23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288769828484433842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWV4pKrNf1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/evz78w97S84/s1600-h/Collages3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWV8rs7WG9I/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcWFqLMXlYs/s400/sheedah+day28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288770427652807634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWV8rSAn1DI/AAAAAAAAAdg/t4X5rdtOeiw/s1600-h/sheedah+day25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWV8rSAn1DI/AAAAAAAAAdg/t4X5rdtOeiw/s400/sheedah+day25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288770420427183154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWWGvOv72RI/AAAAAAAAAd4/h-zqEdZtthU/s1600-h/sheedah+day29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWWGvOv72RI/AAAAAAAAAd4/h-zqEdZtthU/s400/sheedah+day29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288781483387640082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade orang komen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mana gambar ko Marlina?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..so aku pon tambah satu lagi ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: oh yeah..this one is done pro bono. Coz they're family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-8739508422602291360?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8739508422602291360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=8739508422602291360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/8739508422602291360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/8739508422602291360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/fizan-sheedah-by-marlina-jamal.html' title='Fizan &amp; Sheedah by Marlina Jamal'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWV8I02eR7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4KKjaGgPHcw/s72-c/sheedah+day23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4423341869110921199</id><published>2009-01-06T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T12:55:32.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLcUrMwSRI/AAAAAAAAAbk/I6fQjcKa8wE/s1600-h/DSC08917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLcUrMwSRI/AAAAAAAAAbk/I6fQjcKa8wE/s400/DSC08917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288031160238098706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Japaneese Garden, Royal Tasmanian Botanical Garden) Me, enjoying my headache which was wrongly attributed to lack of food.(5 December 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yesterday, one of the pain episode started again. Its  been a week now of frequent headache and nausea.After 4 days of resting, still it didnt go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had headache and nausea because i'm too tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; is no longer applicable. Now, my biggest suspicion is that i got high blood pressure(hypertension) since both my parents have been diagnose with it. As i walked into the panel clinic i dread a lecture on how i should control my diet, my eating habits, and how i should stay away from some food. My weight now (the first time i would discuss about my weight problem)  is not in the healthy zone. I'm obese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad la, gemok saper suroh.bila saket padan muka..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as i would like to remain unconcern of how much i weight but still be healthy, its high time that i should accept obesity leads to health problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always surprises the Australia Red Cross blood donation volunteers whenever they took my blood pressure back then while studying in UNSW.  I've once had a healthy pressure of 120/70 even in my chubby condition back then. I went to Unigym and walk to school everyday. Despite my marginally obese weight zone, i'm healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But headache is a thing that i've been having since forever,hehe and its getting worse. So i need to get a proper diagnosis from a certified doctor to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not just on of those people who self diagnose themselves with info they  have collected from the internet and surely and confidently classified their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; as attributed to ADD or whatever acronym now that medical condition be known for. Not that their mistakes is due to lack of care which bound to happen to anyone anyway. Some people are just too full of themselves. They must not have any defect which is caused by their own doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Let this defect be of those given by God, please..please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Melencong plak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;. OK continue with my story just now. As i went into the examination room, i made a promise to myself. I'll try to change my eating habits. I will start to have that slow walk on weekends. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After comfortably be seated in the examination room, i was asked the routine question by the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apa boleh saya bantu/saket aper nih Cik Marlina?" she did a quick scan at my appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"headache, dokter. And a nausea" ( tak tahu kenapa lidah aku tetiba nak speaking meaking plak smlm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Angguk-angguk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; "Dah baper lama?" She asked while her hand started to prepare the manometer( i did a quick check just now for the equipment name.heh.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blood_pressure"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its been forever. Frequent episode started by the time i was sixteen i think,yeah, form 4" (well, to be honest, i'm not this fluent in front of her yesterday, I kinda muttered to myself abit while trying to remember..bila tulis blog bunyiknyer mcm bagos je kan..haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parents ade darah tinggi?" She asked while gesturing that i hitch my left hand sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gulped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;alamak dokter pun raser aku ade hypertension ker? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yup. both of them.Diagnosed a while ago" I brace myself as she started pumping the thing to measure my blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blood pressure yesterday was 130/80 which according to the doctor is quite stable. (prehypertension stage...according to Wikipedia,but this is not the cause of my headache)&lt;br /&gt;By the look of her face i can tell she's too, a little surprised by this. I don't know if i'm imagining it but later she asked for more details on my pain, which might indicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;'Well, there goes my theory of hypertension leads to this gurl headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;' Or so i guess lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Saket selalu bahagian mana?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Most of the time at particular part of my head. Sometimes at the back, others at the front, then at the sides. my eyeball will 'throbbed accordingly' la jugak. And yeah nausea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So rasa nak muntah je la, tak muntah betul2?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The other day, almost. Siket je lagi.Thats why baru nak dtg jumper dokter" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sengih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wrote something barely legible. I saw she wrote headache, saw  nausea, after writing my bp earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I raser you ader migrain nih. I will give you pills for migrain. Then satu lagi ubat untuk kurangkan strain/tense kat kepala tuh.Ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thenkhiuu dokter" I was very2 grateful at the mentioning of pills that will stop all this painful throbbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;raser nak salam cium tangan dokter tuh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car, i took both pills. And yeah, even if yesterday we went to pick up my sista si Hani Shuhanti at Puduraya and went for a little groceries shopping afterwards at Midvalley, I'm positively howling, hyperactive and happy the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving at my place yesterday at around 1030pm, i  made pisang goreng and fried some fries and Ayamas for supper. I'm pain free. I gain more hours in a day than i've ever had lately. For a fact now, i have migrain and not hypertension.I have to drink less coffee, had less chocolate, stay indoor when its too sunny and probably started the health campaign i had promise myself. So yesterday, we drink tea instead of my black coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLSlWG1hjI/AAAAAAAAAbU/JEm3prlidUI/s1600-h/DSC04865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLSlWG1hjI/AAAAAAAAAbU/JEm3prlidUI/s400/DSC04865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288020451517630002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Masjid Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah, Brunei Darussalam)Me at my healthiest state during last 3 years (30 Nov 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLSXBheyJI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xJUVR0dDPm0/s1600-h/DSC_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLSXBheyJI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xJUVR0dDPm0/s400/DSC_0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288020205474072722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(In front of Chancellery Building,UNSW,Australia) Me on the final days in Sydney(12 December 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLTwxqeO0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/ewH4YGXR6rs/s1600-h/DSC_9788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLTwxqeO0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/ewH4YGXR6rs/s400/DSC_9788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021747405044546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Entrance MRSM Jasin now also known as MRSM Ghaffar Baba)Me recently (29 November 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4423341869110921199?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4423341869110921199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=4423341869110921199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4423341869110921199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4423341869110921199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/quality-of-life.html' title='Quality of life'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWLcUrMwSRI/AAAAAAAAAbk/I6fQjcKa8wE/s72-c/DSC08917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-3318006901438325306</id><published>2009-01-05T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:27:40.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fizan &amp; Sheedah by Norhaniza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWF-7-4h08I/AAAAAAAAAaU/z0PnwraLcKw/s1600-h/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWF-7-4h08I/AAAAAAAAAaU/z0PnwraLcKw/s400/Collages.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647006467150786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Due to technical thing, i was not able to shoot this couple's Akad Nikah ceremony which was held inside the Masjid Negeri, Penang. So kak Hani took over. Realising that she loved to zooming in and out if i supplied her with the 18-135mm lense (which will caused soft, a little blurred images if held by unsteady hand in an indoor shoot) i made a quick decision to give her Ahmad Dhani with 50mm prime lense instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Amek gambar akad nanti, go down, eye level dgn pengantin and Imam,ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Tengok le..kalo boleh..takleh janji.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sengih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The results were impressive. Even better if i were to shoot it myself. A little credit to myself la jugak kan. I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kutuk tanpa kasihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; if she ever to shoot any pic with '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;setepek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;' point of view. Some people who has gone out photohunting with me will know what i mean by this.I will without any reservation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;gelak guling2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; at photos she took before we met, before i teach her one thing or two about taking pictures. Now, looking at those pics taken by her that day, my heart swell with pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"dah grad dah anak murid aku" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;terharu beb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"tadi amek ikut eye level tak?" I asked her as soon as she gets out as the ceremony ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"tak" she replied. After getting the look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tadi-i-kater-caner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"entah, amek ikut sedap hati jer. kan hampa kater kene amek gambar dengan hati" She add with a guilty face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She took the Akad pics as i requested anyway, but without realising so. Instinct &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;katanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWGGOHo8lrI/AAAAAAAAAac/1ZN7mnr8YDQ/s1600-h/DSC_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWGGOHo8lrI/AAAAAAAAAac/1ZN7mnr8YDQ/s400/DSC_1879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287655014636754610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinikahkan oleh bapa pengantin perempuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWGHHuDrZ_I/AAAAAAAAAak/RmFN6fNJn_Y/s1600-h/DSC_1894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWGHHuDrZ_I/AAAAAAAAAak/RmFN6fNJn_Y/s400/DSC_1894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287656004201965554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;membacakan taklik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWGJCER0E9I/AAAAAAAAAas/jva1iR5wINA/s1600-h/DSC_1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWGJCER0E9I/AAAAAAAAAas/jva1iR5wINA/s400/DSC_1903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287658106110874578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ditangkap ketika sedang menskodeng suaminya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWGLyyXGH0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/2_0HJ5AY9t4/s1600-h/Collages1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWGLyyXGH0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/2_0HJ5AY9t4/s400/Collages1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287661142138036034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thats the Akad Nikah, later, i will update on the Reception held at Setia Pearl Island Resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh before i forgot, hehe..Many thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.romantis-studio.com/index.html"&gt;Romantis-Studio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ( official photographer) for lending me the battery charger. Owe you so much bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-3318006901438325306?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3318006901438325306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=3318006901438325306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/3318006901438325306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/3318006901438325306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/fizan-sheedah-by-norhaniza.html' title='Fizan &amp; Sheedah by Norhaniza'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWF-7-4h08I/AAAAAAAAAaU/z0PnwraLcKw/s72-c/Collages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4398240864060964586</id><published>2009-01-05T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:33:48.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini pulak Aqil Hadif</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWFteThx1cI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fSFtz9uQxms/s1600-h/aqil1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWFteThx1cI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fSFtz9uQxms/s400/aqil1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287627804915127746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anak menakan(anak sedara) Kak hani...kekadang dier suker senyum2 jer..kekadang dier suke membebel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;bahasa german &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nya..balek penang aritu sempat lah aku mengajar one or two thing kat dier..salah satunya untuk menyahut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Saya!!" dan mengangkat tangan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;apabila ditanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Siapa nama Aqil?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Walaupun jalan dan berlari tak berapa nak tegap lagi, aritu dah 'senereh' tepi mata kat meja, accident prone sket, but he can aim really well when he's kicking the soft-ball-toy around the garden in front of the house,barefooted. He also can kick the real ball but had to wear his shoes for this. Aritu dier terlupa yang dier tak pakai kasut, hayun sungguh2 kat bola betul then terus tergamam saket le jari kakinyer..hehe..kelakar betul tgk muka dier masa tuh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After just being tought only a few times, he knows now where his ears are..And will smile as sweet as above if you point your camera and ask him to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWFw1NFiM6I/AAAAAAAAAaM/ptEfHgU1zcM/s1600-h/DSC_4950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWFw1NFiM6I/AAAAAAAAAaM/ptEfHgU1zcM/s400/DSC_4950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287631496857924514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This was taken early last year, at the airport. Aqil with his parents. I guess his football talent comes form his father, who played for PDRM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4398240864060964586?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4398240864060964586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=4398240864060964586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4398240864060964586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4398240864060964586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2009/01/ini-pulak-aqil-hadif.html' title='Ini pulak Aqil Hadif'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SWFteThx1cI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fSFtz9uQxms/s72-c/aqil1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4268351504550715018</id><published>2008-12-31T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:50:38.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;with real life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went back form work with a nausea and a pounding head . I can't even wait for parking, get out of the car and walk slowly towards where Kak Hani go back and forth easing the Gen2 into the parking space. This is what happens when you mess with your sleeping time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday was the 1st Muharam on which i spend sleeping through the cool breezy afternoon. So i couldn't sleep properly that night. Usually i will cook for dinner but that cannot be happening since my ultimate goal that evening was a quick shower and my ever so welcoming bed . We even cancel our plan to have roti canai at the mamak shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give me one or 2 hours sleep, then we'll see, ok?"&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep as soon as i lay down on my bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cooked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maggi goreng&lt;/span&gt; and fried some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayamas&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, my sister whose staying at my brother' place down at level 7 come up to my unit to exchange 'her' luggage with my slightly bigger one. Both are mine anyway. But the smaller one will match my green old backpack nicely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1130 or so we went to sent her downstairs, all three of us, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chickens&lt;/span&gt;. At my brothers, we were being greeted by Dhani. Watched him play, asked him to repeat the words he has learn, tried to steal his firetruck which sents him running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bak..bak..bak.." almost crying.With his small hand outstreched, he gesture for his favourite toy back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He almost can call me properly now..  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'mak n(g)yah'&lt;/span&gt; which is better than previously straight &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'mak mah'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i miss you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's in the mood,he will reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"miss you too" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comeyyyy&lt;/span&gt;...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SVsh-2XsZaI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hWg5OH__Flw/s1600-h/Kenduri+Jamaliah-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SVsh-2XsZaI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hWg5OH__Flw/s400/Kenduri+Jamaliah-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285855951279908258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4268351504550715018?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4268351504550715018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=4268351504550715018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4268351504550715018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4268351504550715018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SVsh-2XsZaI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hWg5OH__Flw/s72-c/Kenduri+Jamaliah-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-3650962549789089720</id><published>2008-12-30T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:57:55.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lega</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lega kerana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Sepanjang perjalanan ke Bukit Gelugor, Pulau Pinang, diteliti semua tol ader lane TnG samada lebeh byk dari Smart Tag atau sama banyak. Alhamdulillah, org yg guna logik akal lebeh dari orang yang bodoh. Alhamdulillah. (Aku maseh hangen pasal bangi-kl aritu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2.aritu ade org tu tutup blog dier.pastu check balek, arini dah bukak.hehe.Aku seorang secret reader..aci gitu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-3650962549789089720?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3650962549789089720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=3650962549789089720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/3650962549789089720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/3650962549789089720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/lega.html' title='Lega'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4894663551903842105</id><published>2008-12-22T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:56:42.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PLUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its so mind boggling when there's 3 SMART TAG lane at the Sungai Besi Exit and there's only 2 Touch N' Go lane, where one of it is with the 'tambah nilai' feature. Yesterday was not even Raya but from Bangi to Sungai Besi took almost an hour. There's no accident what so ever. To be honest, we are actually started queuing to Touch N' Go even before the UPM exit. Hangen ke tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Number of Touch N'Go lanes must be more than those for Smart Tag "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Due to following reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.Number of Touch N' Go user far exceed Smart Tag user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.If you have a SmartTag device you would not have to stop,place your card,wait for the beep and the gate open. You just have to slowed down , less than 4okm/h,and hold up your device a bit just to make sure and you're off. There are less chance for a queue to form at the SmartTag lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. A simple rule by Sammy Velu (Minister for Transportation at that time) reads that a minimum of 2 TnG and 1 Smart Tag lane must be present at toll plazas(Mind you even Sammy Velu makes a lot of sense than those people who decide to put 3 lanes of Smart Tag and 2 lane for TnG at Sungai Besi Exit. Seriously???!!!! Sungai Besi Exit kot!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Smart Tag cost RM 100 and not inclusive of TnG card. Some people who earns minimum, barely surviving,eating-out-once-a month salary would find it very unworthy to spend a weeks worth of food for the device alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Should i be punished for not having enough money to buy the SmartTag device, so i would be forever doomed queuing for the Sungai Besi exit starting UPM exit each and everytime i want to go back to KL after balek kampung at Felda Palong 6,Gemas Negeri Sembilan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And yeah, for those who still pay cash..Seriously????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But i understand you guys, even i wonder why the heck i use TnG when i saw 5-6 lanes are for cash+ lane for "lorong tunai berlapis"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Ader TnG pon kene beratur samer panjang je dgn org yg bayar cash.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;X paham aku apesal la saper2 yg buat keputusan untuk mentiga kan Smart Tag lane dan menduakan TnG kat Sungai besi Exit. Why so bodoh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4894663551903842105?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4894663551903842105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=4894663551903842105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4894663551903842105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4894663551903842105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/snippets.html' title='PLUS'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-3678499747423487254</id><published>2008-12-19T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:58:49.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprite now on special order only</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ohgizmo.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/sprite_bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 255px;" src="http://www.ohgizmo.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/sprite_bottle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am a Sprite junkie. I will make a concoction of half Sprite and half plain water whenever i feel like drinking it. One odd thing though,  i find it very hard to get a bottle of Sprite and its getting pretty scary. 2-3 times,I went to Carrefour Midvalley,there are none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Takde lah Kakak" Says teh Cashier at Kedai-Runcit-India-kat-blokA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My local mini market would only supply when I personally asked for it. There are none on the racks. Each and every time, someone has to get it from the store at the back after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Brother, Sprite ade tak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Wait aar..I'll look at the back"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The other day i was wondering aloud about my frustration,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"haih,ade toyol ke yg suke minum Sprite jugak ni..ke dah jadik haram sekarang ni"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then yesterday, Kak hani join&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"pegi check internet,kot2 Sprite nih sekang telah diharamkan..hahaha" While we are waiting for the 'brother' to get me 2 bottles of Sprite from the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Too high of demand , makes it very tiring to keep filling the racks every day or so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sprite has become illegal now that shopkeepers are getting secretive in selling it out in the open?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyone knows anything about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-3678499747423487254?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/3678499747423487254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=3678499747423487254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/3678499747423487254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/3678499747423487254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/sprite-now-on-special-order-only.html' title='Sprite now on special order only'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-5873109130627222377</id><published>2008-12-18T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:48:15.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>video menyayat hati</title><content type='html'>saksikanlah video yang sungguh menyayat hati ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ae6464d2a99132b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/5873109130627222377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=5873109130627222377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/5873109130627222377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/5873109130627222377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/09/video-menyayat-hati.html' title='video menyayat hati'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-2514744394837756690</id><published>2008-12-16T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:10:17.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will TM become a new Enron?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i become a whistle blower?..ngeh ngeh ngeh..This is what happened when Product Management team is ask to do an extensive revenue and traffic analysis.. haha..that is what i am doing for the past 2 weeks or so..mengadap P&amp;amp;L and Traffic Report..i even didn't  go to sleep the other day just because its so..hmm..'enlightening' to go through all those reports..plotting graphs..making connection..observing trend..Sometimes i wonder will the 'High Speed Broadband'(HSBB) project become TM's saviour in these coming years? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With my job along the line i guess its the time that i should invest on getting that professional cert..Chartered Accountant..but perhaps i should first invest on getting me a driver's license?haha..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-2514744394837756690?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2514744394837756690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=2514744394837756690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2514744394837756690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/2514744394837756690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-tm-become-new-enron.html' title='Will TM become a new Enron?'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-7903779742991180229</id><published>2008-12-15T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:30:08.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jenis suke membebel kat post2 aku..sperti dibawah..tapi kalo tgh syok2 tgh tulis pasal ekonomi dunia tetiba ade call dari org yg inform test call tak through la mende la..DiGi lambat bagi respond la..memang menyebabkan byk post aku terbengkalai separuh jalan..huhu..pastu macam takde mood plak nak sambung..haha..so..mulai sekarang..aku akan update blog nih dlm keadaan post aku tidak lebih dari 1-2 perenggan pendek..hehe..start with the next post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-7903779742991180229?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7903779742991180229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=7903779742991180229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/7903779742991180229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/7903779742991180229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4842734769328506875</id><published>2008-12-15T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:00:02.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hantaran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marlinajamal/3101031707/" title="DSC_1767 by marlinajamal, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3020/3101031707_6deab6c853.jpg" alt="DSC_1767" height="374" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Telekung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;hantaran dari pihak lelaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marlinajamal/3109351331/" title="DSC_1236-1 by marlinajamal, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3196/3109351331_394f0e529c.jpg" alt="DSC_1236-1" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Menghayati Adab2 dan Tanggungjawab dalam Perkahwinan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin aku kawen the other day. Aku amek gambar kawen dier secara suke2..boleh tgk beberapa keping  kat Flikr page aku kalo terasa nak tgk(link boleh didapati diatas) ..kalo la nak tgk..kang kater tak ajak plak..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku suke hantaran dari pihak lelaki yg nih..lama dah tak nampak hantaran yg traditional macam nih..Telekong yang dibuat kipas..i loike!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terlanjur itu aku nak membebel panjang sket sbb keje dah selesai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since aku di jemput secara suka oleh cousin aku untuk amek gambar hati aku tenang dan gembira buat secara percuma untuk dier.. lagipun pergi ke rumah sepupu aku ini tidak menuntut aku membuat perbelanjaan duit makan,minyak kereta ataupun tol..tidak pula kene ulang alik beratus2 kilometer 2-3 hari direct..badan pun tak penat..hati pon tak saket..and since dier anak kepada mak ngah aku yg aku memang dah bertunggu-tangga sejak kecik..aku sikit pun tak terkedu bila aku kene amek makanan sendiri didapur atau buat air sendiri dari bahan dalam peti ais..aku juga tidak digesa mengambil gambar sebelum sempat kasut aku ditanggalkan sewaktu didepan pintu..tidak pula aku terpaksa solat diruang tamu..aku tidak begitu rapat denagn sepupu aku nih bile kitorang dah besar2..just gitu2 jer..so sepupu aku tahulah membawa diri tak demand lebeh2..demand lelebeh aku pijak jer..haha..yang bestnyer sebagai seorang sepupu yg terlampau..aku langsung tak tolong pun persiapan..aku just datang amek gambar..memang sepupu yg terlampau la aku ni..haha..lantak la..badan aku maseh penat ulang dek tidak bercuti sejak 2 minggu sebelum majlis tersebut...weekend pun bekerja..tapi bukan di TM la..ditempat lain..tapi penat mengalahkan keje di TM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purata kasar pendapatan aku sehari adalah RM 100 sehari..tolak duit minyak kete boh la rm10+tade tol+mkn Rm10=RM80 Suasana pulak aircond+duduk2 dikerusi senang lenang+tak berpeluh+boleh baca blog Arni dll+boleh update blog+baca naruto+download lagu secara haram=sgt best dan mengemokkan( kalo jumpa aku sekang mesti setuju aku semaken montel..huhu!)..senang2 je sehari aku dapat RM80..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang menghangenkan aku selama 3 hari aku bekerja luar..travel beratus kilometer 3 direct hari berpanas,berlapar,berdiri berjalan,berlari-lari anak,melutut,membongkok berpeluh2, pendapatan kasar aku untuk 3 hari tuh ~RM25 sahaja..setelah tolak segala perbelanjaan lahiriah..alangkah murahnya keringat dan kesungguhan aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak2 la beb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duit Minyak  RM150&lt;br /&gt;Duit Tol          RM 74.10&lt;br /&gt;Duit Makan   RM 100&lt;br /&gt;Penat Drive????&lt;br /&gt;Stay sampai petang???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kene menyelongkar dapur orang untuk makan+solat diruang tamu(wlpun rumah byk bilik)+bila lapar,mkn carik sendiri diluar+diarahkan menjalankan kerja tak sempat bukak kasut(tanpa jemput masuk,minum2 dulu ke sbb baru sampai dari KL) = pergh!!!!!! hati berdarah memang tak boleh blah beb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cukup le beb this time je la aku kene..tapi silap aku juga tak minta pendahuluan..pastu baru buat keje seikhlas aku untuk bayaran..hmm..maybe next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Kenduri di Juru rasernyer tiada marhaban atau kenduri khatam Quran diadakan, sesen pun perbelanjaan aku tak kluarkan..hantaran pun aku yg design sebahagiannya..pelamin pun aku yg perhatikan persiapan..baju pengantin pun aku yg teman ikut untuk diambil dan diperiksa..tapi RM500 buta2 jer pun aku tolak malah aku lebeh rasa terhutang..sbb aku dilayan sgt baik sgt mesra penuh adab tatasusila kita orang Melayu,orang Islam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam bukan pakai kat badan beb..pakai kat ati..Iman bukan pakai kat kata2, tapi pakai kat sikap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo tak dapat bayar dengan budi..compensate ler dgn duit beb..hati orang pun tak saket sangat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3020/3101031707_6deab6c853_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-2139068768177456964</id><published>2008-12-02T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:47:11.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>template hunting</title><content type='html'>buat masa sekang nih blog nih akan sometimes kelihatan peli..even sekang maseh pelik..haha..ignore je..and ye..hujung2 tahun nih byk bende kene sebok..kene audit2 la mende la..performance report la..maka update tuh susah sket nak dilakukan..hehe..sorry guys..yo 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href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/12/template-hunting.html' title='template hunting'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-8174864634373631411</id><published>2008-10-06T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:28:37.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/2675396283_ddc61b484a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 395px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/2675396283_ddc61b484a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Pengaruh Televisyen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;masa sekolah rendah dulu mesti byk kali buat karangan yg tajuknya seperti diatas kan..memang diakui..besar betul pengaruh televisyen kepada penonton..lihat saje lah my parents yg suke betol tgk citer pasal anak derhaka..yg dulu miskin hidup kat kampung ..then pi belajar oversea pastuh lupa mak bapak..dgn dialog yg sejak kecil sungguh la dapat dihafal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"ha!ko tgk tuh..ape jadik kat anak derhaka camtu.tu dah balek oversea dah tanak balek kampung dah tgk mak ayah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dgn nada mengingatkan kot2 la aku teringin la plak nak buat camtu..haih..tensen akak!!sekang nih adek2 aku pon dah pandai..cakap ayat yg same pastu gelak2 kan aku cam kambeng..saket hati aku..kalo ade bantal dekat2 aku hempok je kat derang..begitulah family aku..fenomena ini semakin ligat bila tiba hari raya..huhuhuhu..sbb byk drama hari raya yg lebeh kurang sama temanya setiap tahun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tapi pengaruh televisyen keatas aku lagi dasyat..haha..petang/mlm/senja sabtu yg lepas..aku telah menonton siri kartun kegemaran ramai, Crayon Shin Chan..hehe..citer pasal Misae buat rambut..hehe..so hasilnyer..semalam aku telah menggunting rambut aku sendiri..haha..giler tak..entah..bile aku tgk citer pasal gunting2 rambuat nih aku teringat rambut aku yg semkain panjang yg buatkan aku rimas..biler dah conscious rimas tuh..mmg rimas la..hehe..biler aku rasa2 ngan tanagn,rasanya ok kot..takde la senget..ade la cam menaik menurun ditempat yg betul..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Balek Kampung-&gt;Balek Bandar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tahun nih setelah tiga tahun tak beraya kat Mesia aku mmg balas dendam habes..cuti yg aku pohon 5 Hari..tapi campur dgn 2 hari cuti raye dan cuti sabtu ahad..aku cuti raye lebeh kurang 11 hari..wehuu!!...tader sronok sgt pon..haha..to tell you the truth..aku ade sedikit rindu dgn meja aku dgn komp aku kat opis..dgn outlook dgn Borang Pembukaan Laluan,dgn CDR verification.hehe..tapi seyes..raye yg raser cam raya is when balek kampung..KL-Penang..hehe..boleh dikatakan officially Penang is my Kampung too..hehe..cuma kali nih tak pegi Juru..tak dapat jumpa Tok..huhu..dok kat gelugor je sebab driver nak kemas barang2 dan kotak2 hasil shipping yg lepas..heheh..'renovate' bilik and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ahad malam dah naik bas ke seremban..tiket aku dah beli awal2..sampai kat seremban kul 5 pagi..pi tgk jadual bas..the earliest ke bahau,kul 830 pagi..yare yare..so aku pon naik le ke surau dgn niat pas solat subuh nak sambung tido..pastu dlm kul 720 mcm tuh terdengar bunyik cam hentak2 rentap2 langsir..aku pon terjaga..makcik indon tuh dgn kasarnya ckp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"bangun2!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dgn terpisat2 aku bangun,aku tgk langsir belah laki dan pompuan dah terbuka separuh..huhu..apekah..aku tgh tido..tudung sumer dah bukak kot..memang kalo org laki keluar masuk surau nampak la kot aku bergelimpangan..aku raser cam nak hempok je makcik indon kemas surau tuh..maybe sebab puasa..amarah aku maseh dikawal..so aku hanya maki2 dlm ati..pastuh aku ternampak papan nota kat dinding..'tidak boleh tidur disurau'..huhuhu..apekah..abestu nak tido kat mana..longkang? bengap betul la sape yg uruskan surau kat terminal one tuh..byk le sgt jemaah kat surau terminal one tuh..huhu..sehinga kita yg penat mahu menumpang tido takleh tido..surau but no hospitality?? seyes bengap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tahun ni ayah tak buat lemang..susah nak cari buluh lemang katanya..so kiterang mkn ketupat,rendang,kuah kacang,lodeh,serunding daging,ayam masak sambal and oh ye beberapa ratus cucuk sate ayam dan daging home made..so raya la kitorang dgn makanan diatas..hehe sbenarnya ade jugak hati nak bawak balek 2 bekas kuih raye yg tempah dgn budak2 kat opis ni..tapi apakan daya nafsu beraja..separuh bekas dah habes masa bulan puasa..so segan plak nak bawak balek..hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Balek ke kl plak..aku dgn banggenyer mengwar-warkan yg aku first time naik ketapi..haha..express rakyat katanya..berenti kat KL sentral..tempat duduk membelakangkan arah ketapi bergerak..so aku sedikit pening..tapi better la dari naik bas..esok2 aku naik ketapi je la balek kl..senang..tempat duduk lebeh selesa la dari bas SKB Bahau-KL yg salu aku naik tuh..pastu berenti kat sentral tuh yg best..senang..keluar je dari stesen,aku kuarkan duit dr atm dan deposit kepada tuan rumah aku..duit sewa..lega sket pernafasan..aku tak ske tangguh2..suke kepala aku clear je dr hutang piutang nih..duit bank derang dah amek siap2..and yeah bakinya aku buat beli groceries..secara kecil2an dulu sebab penat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dah dekat sgt dgn daerah jajahan takluk..hehe..sbb aku boleh agak2 tambang teksi ke rumah tu baper..so pemandu teksi yg langsung tak berhemah dan keji tak dapat nak kelepet aku..adeke patut,sorang nih dier mintak sampai 25 hengget untuk ke Taman Desa,hilang akal aper..25 Henget tuh boleh naik train balek2 kat Gemas ade beeln lagi 5 hengget kot..chey!!!..pastu aku bg dier pandangan sinis dgn niat nak menghina pon ade..aku cukup tak suke org yg hidup susah pastu menipu..dah le kat 'sini' susah..kat sana susah..anak2 bengap..bini tak dengar kate..korbankan semuanya dgn seciput duit lebeh hasil penipuan yg sungguh bengap..haih..aku fikir..baik aku mkn ikan kering hari2 dari setiap kali dapat pandangan sinis dari orang..yg mcm aku bg kat dier..hesh..bengapnyer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;aku jln depan sket, aku tanya sorang lagi pakcik nih berapa, dier kater 15..aku pon congak2 sket..aku kater ok..boleh la..15 dari sentral ke Taman Desa....sampai kat Flat aku aku singgah kat kedai india yg selalu aku kunjungi..beli beras ngan minyak..rasenyer malam nih masak sambal telur ajelah..tak larat nak masak2 yg berat2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;biler bukak pintu umah..huhu..sejuk je mate memandang..hehe..wlpun kecik dan sgt simple..aku suke umah aku..aku bukak tingkap..nampak poko2 hijau yg merimbun kat tepi2 jalan..seyes..aku nak duduk taman desa sampai tua!..haha..dari tingkap umah aku jugak boelh nampak KLCC ngan Menara KL dari jauh..tapi yg paling best is pokok2 kat bawah tu la yg cantek dan sejuk..rumah aku yg bestnyer kat tepi..so pengudaraan sgt bagus..bukak tingkap angin akan lalu kekadang aku tak bukak kipas pon..ehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ye begitulah bebelan aku untuk kali nih..hehe..bye2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-8174864634373631411?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8174864634373631411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=8174864634373631411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/8174864634373631411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/8174864634373631411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2008/10/pengaruh-televisyenbalek-kampung-balek.html' title='Snippets'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/2675396283_ddc61b484a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4397130570749636947</id><published>2008-09-03T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:30:37.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Investment as a function of Return</title><content type='html'>meh aku expand lagi relation ship ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investment as a function of risk and return&lt;br /&gt;Investment will be defined by money,time and energy put into a project&lt;br /&gt;Risk plak kita definekan sebagai tidak mendapat return yg diingini..boleh jugak kita letakkan risk nih sbg probability of realised gain..&lt;br /&gt;Return plak boleh didefine kan dgn reward yg diharapkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi jika person A is making investment for person B,return for person A will be discounted by the person B return and person B ability to generate reward for person A.&lt;br /&gt;tapi jika person A direct investment is for person B's return has little connection with person A reward...person A might cease to offer investment for person B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..merepek tak..dlm pada aku dok tulis bende nih otak aku yg seblah lagi asek dok komen2..yg teori aku nih ntah ape2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berbelit-belit kan..mudahnya..aku sbenarnya nak citer perihal manusia yang menolong with underlying niat..why i said underlying?sbb dier tak kasik org lain tahu..haha..terpendam beb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru2 nih aku bertemu dgn situasi yg menarik untuk dikupaskan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade satu perkara...isunya..tolong atau tidak..to invest or to not to invest..&lt;br /&gt;satu perkara,situasi 1 dan 2 sama kecuali... satu variable je yg tak sama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investment=1 when A somehow feels B will reward as A niatkan&lt;br /&gt;Investment=0 when B confirm otherwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manusia biasa...nyata luaran tidak semestinya menggambarkan yg dalam..bersihkan hati..ikhlaskan niat..&lt;div 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Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-3516025654337959160</id><published>2008-08-15T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:29:48.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty is the best Policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Very Honest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhonestareyouquiz/honesty.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell it like it is, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the truth hurts, you'll dish it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while some may get hurt by your honesty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least everyone knows where you stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhonestareyouquiz/"&gt;How Honest Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-3516025654337959160?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-8355118153760084807</id><published>2008-08-14T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:30:27.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nak balek umah cepat!!</title><content type='html'>sekarang baru kul 2 lebeh..but..aku rindu umah..huhuhu..nak balekk..huhuhu..nak tido..nak tgk olimpik..nak masak..nak makan..huhuhu...aku rindu umahhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-8355118153760084807?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8355118153760084807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-1298373643634481787</id><published>2007-05-01T22:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:27:42.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;latest thing in my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;ngehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;nak&lt;br/&gt;tau tak?..hahaha..(bayangkan cara aku ckp nih)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;Semalam&lt;br/&gt;i went outside of malaysia hall to make a phone call.sampai kat trafiic light&lt;br/&gt;tuh,i terperasan bulan sedang mengambang penuh tapi banyak awan2 yg dok&lt;br/&gt;halang,so the feeling mcm seram2 tak seram la..haha..pastuh building yg&lt;br/&gt;bertentangan tuh calour dier cam contrast the sky nicely(in my eyes)..so i went&lt;br/&gt;back and get Mr.AD(Ahmad Dhani-my D80) and tripod,then start la shoot the&lt;br/&gt;moon..mind you,kat traffic light tuh banyak kete kot lalu lalang,tapi sebagai&lt;br/&gt;jurugambar,kita perlu tidak mengendahkan sumer itu..haha..aku pun&lt;br/&gt;snap2,setting2,dlm berbagai posisi sehingga mendapat angle yg aku rasa agak cun&lt;br/&gt;la giving the location..pastuh biler dah mcm banyak jer shot yg aku dah&lt;br/&gt;amek,and bulan pon dah masuk cloud yg besar(malas nak tunggu)aku pun bungkus la&lt;br/&gt;barang2..syok2 jer,tetiba ader dua bapak polisi(polis) dgn berpakaian seragam&lt;br/&gt;dtg menghampiri..aku ingatkan derang wat rondaan ker haper,but rupanya derang&lt;br/&gt;dtg sbb aku..seram tak seram..memula sbb aku tader idea langsung,aku pun lepak2&lt;br/&gt;jer angkat tngn dan angguk..&amp;quot;hye&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;pastuh&lt;br/&gt;tgk aku dah siap2 bangun dan nak beredar,derang jln lagi cepat ke arah aku..aku&lt;br/&gt;pun berenti la dan tercongok jap tunggu derang sampai..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;aku&lt;br/&gt;ckp la dgn muker slightly suprised gitu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;yes?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;can&lt;br/&gt;we ask you a few questions ma'am/miss(tak dpt recall secara tepat)?&amp;quot; abg&lt;br/&gt;sorang tuh ckp..yg sorang lagi pergi the other side of me,cam nak kepong aku..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;ye...ah&amp;quot;aku&lt;br/&gt;pun cuak la jugak..apsal lak nih..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;what&lt;br/&gt;are you phototgraphing at?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;lega&lt;br/&gt;sungguh hati aku..ingatkan aper la tadi..rupanya derang ingat aku tgh mengintip&lt;br/&gt;org2 kat bangunan yg terdapat didalam gambar..dlm ati aku &amp;quot;cheh!perasan&lt;br/&gt;nak mampos..tader keje aku nak ngintai ko..pirah mabuk&amp;quot; tapi aku ckp kat&lt;br/&gt;pak polisi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;the&lt;br/&gt;moon&amp;quot;&amp;lt;--intonasi yg mengsuggestkan &amp;quot;obviously!&amp;quot; sambil&lt;br/&gt;menuding kearah bulan yang dah pun diliputi awan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;pastu&lt;br/&gt;aku ckp lagi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;what?!did&lt;br/&gt;somebody form that building calls you guys to check on me,whether i'm spying on&lt;br/&gt;them?&amp;quot; dgn nada &amp;quot;ek eleh&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;sambung&lt;br/&gt;lagi &amp;quot; Come on la,that is so paranoid&amp;quot;sambil sengih mengejek dan&lt;br/&gt;geleng2 kepala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;terus&lt;br/&gt;yg sorang tuh muka dier cam..&amp;quot;ye tak ye jugak&amp;quot; pastu dier tanya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;where&lt;br/&gt;do you live?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;just&lt;br/&gt;next door&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;pastuh&lt;br/&gt;aku pun tentatively step away from them and&amp;nbsp; tanpa sedar,gelak kuat2&lt;br/&gt;sambil ckp..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;margin:0;"&gt;&amp;quot;that&lt;br/&gt;is so paranoid!&amp;quot; ..ooppss..hehe..tutup mulut dgn tangan dan terus&lt;br/&gt;blah..karang tak pasal2 kene tangkap sbb terlalu annoying..haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k204/marlinajamal/eabc8017.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1298373643634481787?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1298373643634481787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1298373643634481787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1298373643634481787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1298373643634481787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2007/05/latest-thing-in-my-life-ngehehe-nak-tau_2375.html' title=''/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4647174380704459213</id><published>2007-05-01T02:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:27:42.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Semalam berbual-bual dgn seorang teman dalam perjalanan pulang ke Malaysia Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Saya berkongsi kegusaran akan kekurangan diri.Satu kata-kata beliau yang sungguh berkesan dihati..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;kalo sendiri dah rasa yg syahadah tu dah sempurna,itu yg ader something wrong kot...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pagi tadi tiba-tiba terlintas kembali,sewaktu yg lama dulu menjadi mantera sewaktu tubuh rasanya lelah mencapai kegemilangan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usaha yg dinilai,bukan semestinya hasil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;wajah yang muram sejak semalam,akhirnya jernih sebentar.Kegusaran dihati kerana telah pada suatu ketika mengenepikan semua bisikan ajakan terhadap suatu pengorbanan hilang sedikit .Rupanya masih ada peluang meraih Redha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walaupun dalam cuba bersabar ada juga kalanya terlempias bara amarah,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walaupun cuba mendidik hati supaya membuang keinginan yang dilarang,adakalanya rindu kepada perkara tersebut memang tidak boleh dielakkan,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;bukanlah itu satu kegagalan dlm perjuangan membentuk akhlak,tetapi adat dlm berperang ada kalah dan menang..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loses in some Battles doesn't mean,we lost the War.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mari terus berusaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Semoga tabah hati tak berbelah bagi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Janganlah sekali-kali terasa diri telah cukup meraih redha dengan itu lalai dlm berusaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Juga janganlah kerana sesuatu kelebihan yg membuatkan kekurangan orang lain tampak dimata menjadikan kita rasa sendiri telah sempurna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Janganlah kerana suatu kesalahan yang dilakukan membuat kita menghukumkan diri tidak layak lagi untuk berjuang kearah kebaikan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marlina,stop hurting yourself with your own narrowed thinking.You made mistakes and you're not dead yet,make amence.Give yourself a fighting chance.You deserve the sunshine,you deserve good friends,you deserve to be alive as much as anyone.So start living the life you deserve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4647174380704459213?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-4652389614455968193</id><published>2007-04-28T04:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:27:42.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs,Books,Movies,and my favourite subject,People and ME..hehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bender2 baru dlm bulan April&lt;br /&gt;Senarai lagu baru yg tgh hit kat carta itunes aku..haha&lt;br /&gt;1.Heart of life by John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;2.Berdua lebih baik by (fifi bagitau)Acha septriasa&lt;br /&gt;3.Teman tapi Mesra by Ratu&lt;br /&gt;4.The Fray's mcm lagu I'll look after you,Vienna,Hundred&lt;br /&gt;5.sumer2 dlm felem Happy feet..especially my way by robin william(he's legendry la)&lt;br /&gt;6.believe it or not,Jerat Percintaan..haha..i know i know...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;overall,my preference of music has changed quite a bit,ini sumer hepi feet punyer pasal..tgh suka dgr lagu yg buat kepala hangguk2 bahu goyang2..walau dlm bas sekalipun..haha..aritu for one whole night,dgr lagu berdua lebih baik berulang-ulang kali sbb nak stay up utk study for exam punyer pasal..sudahnya sampai la kehari ini dok berputar lagu tu kat kepala..lagu nih from movie heart ekk..tapi bila tgk sikit2 sedutan dari movie nih dlm video klip dier raser cam alahai..sungguh la sampah(mesti kene marah dgn peminat citer nih karang)...haha..maybe aku yg dah tua kot..ker,memang ader cilok2 sket dari kuch kuch hota hai..huhu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;MOvies&lt;br /&gt;Banyak sungguh movie2 yg aku tgk..&lt;br /&gt;1.Little Miss Sunshine-hmmm..quite ok&lt;br /&gt;2.The queen-boleh la&lt;br /&gt;3.Man of the Year-higly recommended&lt;br /&gt;4.Closer-highly recommended,walopun ader part yg kalo takder pon takper,tapi overall very good la..utk tontonan dewasa,yg sendiri boley tapis&lt;br /&gt;5.40 year old virgin-memang sgt bengong la...banyakkkkk yg kene tapis..&lt;br /&gt;6.Happy feet-yeah..sgt2 suker..haha..obses nih..obses..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall,movie yg aku tgk nih kebanyakannya sbb dah ader available kat shared file di comp room..try jugak tgk diva popular,tapi raser cam terllau sampah sehinggakan yg lawak dah tak lawak lagi..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buku yg aku baca&lt;br /&gt;1.Man and Wife-Andrew Klavan&lt;br /&gt;2.The Naked Face-Sydney Sheldon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;2-2 ceriter ttg doktor sakit jiwa..haha..tak tau la..wake up call utk aku kot..tapi memang seyes,biler pilih buku,tader niat pon nak baca buku ttg doktor sakit jiwa dan pesakit2nya..haha..tapi biler bacer,ader sket raser cam..Marlina nak jadik mcm tu ker..sbb ader banyak persamaan dgn cara aku,cara fikir aku..dgn..nak tau saper..haha..pesakit+org yg akhirnya commit suicide..haha..NaudzubillahiMinZalik..yelah,even the strongest will fall..&lt;br /&gt;Pastu nak remind jugak ngan org2 yg memandang serong atau memperlekehkan kami dari golongan yg mendapat serangan2 jiwa nih..haha..nnt kene baru la tau..bukan lemah atau kuat yg menjadi ukuran masa tuh..so biler anda tuh berkeyakinan diri,jgn la sombong sgt..ahaha..pride goes before the fall..what comes around goes around,kan..nak remind jer..tapi kalo mereka tuh betul kene dan tersungkur,really the first thing i want to say,&amp;quot;lenkali pandang la bawah biler berjalan..haha..pastu gelak kuat2..jahat tak?..kikiki..ooppss..jgn berlagak Marlina..haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;TERIMA KASEH YG TIDAK TERHINGGA KEPADA KAK MITRA RAIHAN UYA SHIDAH YG SGT MEMBANTU SEMASA SAYA BERJUANG UNTUK MERASAI KEHIDUPAN,MEMILIH DAN MENGAGAHI PILIHAN..&amp;lt;--ayat tak hengat..really..thanks for being there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-4652389614455968193?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4652389614455968193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=4652389614455968193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4652389614455968193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/4652389614455968193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2007/04/songsbooksmoviesand-my-favourite_7217.html' title='Songs,Books,Movies,and my favourite subject,People and ME..hehe..'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-3417538161467364156</id><published>2007-04-22T09:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:27:42.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marlina cheering up now..hehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hmm..hmmm..hmmm..after dah kuarkan sumer2 yg bersarang dihati..agak lega..and lepas dok nyanyi sepuas ati...and dgr+tgk happy feet berulang-ulangkali...finally i'm quite ok..haha..cuba sebut perkataan kat my shoutout tuh laju2..haha..try la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995308171217325427.post-1556975914464405314</id><published>2007-04-22T03:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:27:42.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheer up Marlina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It been a while,most of my smiles and laughter has been somewhat phoney,forced and a complete cover up of what's been going on inside me..whenever i felt like sinking into a sea of sadness and tears,i quickly forced a smile,a wide one,hoping that somehow it will extend to my heart inside...&amp;quot;oh,cheer up Marlina&amp;quot; i kept saying that to myself untill lately i felt it is not anymore an encouragement at all,but a tired voice,frustrated and dissapointed,trying at the same time to comforts its own existence..huhu..&lt;br /&gt;I have estranged myself from the one human being i loved the most..hoping by doing that, this poisonous thing inside me,doesn't slipped past my blackened heart and creeps into my angel's beautiful life.&lt;br /&gt;i have gone through the phase..now,its treathening to come back again..the other day i found a blog on which the author describe the feeling somehow accurately..in my opinion about this thing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;[i]I was just failing and flailing. In fact, I would have liked to&lt;br/&gt;have been sick—confined to bed with some mysterious, painless&lt;br/&gt;illness that would have let me sleep for a long time and see no one. I&lt;br/&gt;thought about that a lot. And I thought about crawling under my desk at&lt;br/&gt;work, or into my wardrobe at home. The dark, the hidden, and the&lt;br/&gt;confined were the only inviting spaces left. Under my desk, I&lt;br/&gt;wouldn’t have to worry about leaking tears, or looking people in&lt;br/&gt;the eye, or inspiring my clients to greatness.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few months before, I’d found things funny. Skipped and sang&lt;br/&gt;on Bernal Hill. Turned annoyances into dramatic stories. Said yes to&lt;br/&gt;invitations. Now, before meetings, I wrote “BREATHE” on the&lt;br/&gt;inside of my left wrist, because I kept tamping down stale air in my&lt;br/&gt;lungs instead of letting it out. Then it escaped in windy sighs that I&lt;br/&gt;couldn’t hold in any more than sneezes. I walked slowly, hoarding&lt;br/&gt;energy. I planned my day to avoid people. At night I would fall into&lt;br/&gt;bed in my clothes, as early as I could, only to wake wide-eyed at four&lt;br/&gt;in the morning, chased by mean, looping thoughts like a rabbit on a&lt;br/&gt;dogtrack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever almost really hurt yourself? A badly-judged left turn&lt;br/&gt;that makes a truck honk, or a vault off your bike that could have&lt;br/&gt;smashed your skull? The knee-shaking shot of adrenaline that wires your&lt;br/&gt;whole body after a near-miss is permanent in depression. At that&lt;br/&gt;dosage, adrenaline is poison. Every scrap of energy gets diverted to&lt;br/&gt;survival. Every fiber twitches: &lt;em&gt;danger—fight or flight?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; It looks like sloth, but it feels like war.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt like I would break, but only kind words cracked me. Luckily,&lt;br/&gt;when you’re depressed, you can throw human kindness off the&lt;br/&gt;scent: that frowning, sighing slump dries up the cheerful greetings and&lt;br/&gt;sends friends away. It must be like being very old, or very ugly.&lt;br/&gt;Without the respite of an illness or &lt;a href="http://www.dervala.net/archives/000842.html"&gt;a convent&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br/&gt;I crawled through day after day in which I was an unfit employee,&lt;br/&gt;girlfriend, daughter, sister, and friend. My mind plunged into&lt;br/&gt;pointless, terrifying rants that came packaged as reality, revealed at&lt;br/&gt;last. Life is ugly. No one will help. No one could help. Help with what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like rheumatoid arthritis, depression turns your own body against&lt;br/&gt;itself. It chews not on your cartilage, but on your brain cells and&lt;br/&gt;your sense of reality. It’s as seductive as a wife-beater,&lt;br/&gt;shutting out other voices to turn itself into your only friend. The&lt;br/&gt;only one who tells the truth about the bleakness of the world. All your&lt;br/&gt;energy goes towards getting through whatever stands in your&lt;br/&gt;way—struggling, slogging, pushing, through work and small talk&lt;br/&gt;and getting food—whatever it is you have to get through until you&lt;br/&gt;can be alone again with the voice who can be trusted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the last thing it feels like is an illness. No, this monumental,&lt;br/&gt;world-swallowing suckage sits outside you: it comes from the project,&lt;br/&gt;the job, the love affair, the city, the family, or the decade. For me,&lt;br/&gt;these low cycles have always led me to abrupt life changes. It’s&lt;br/&gt;a kind of shock therapy: uprooting jobs, careers, relationships, and&lt;br/&gt;countries. Those shifts feed the craving for anonymity and reinvention,&lt;br/&gt;and they leave behind the shame of a condition that breeds shame.[/i]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;more on http://www.dervala.net/archives/000873.html&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1556975914464405314?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1556975914464405314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1556975914464405314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/1556975914464405314'/><link rel='self' 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will only be updating the fotopages..so apart from mediocre pics,i will offer some thoughts to be share &lt;a href="http://marlinajamal.fotopages.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k204/marlinajamal/DSC04683a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1805429169261840087?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1805429169261840087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1805429169261840087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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is</title><content type='html'>&lt;dl class="body"&gt;&lt;dt class="post-head"&gt;soothing words when we're kids..and it still is&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="post-body last"&gt;&lt;a id="m11" href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog/slideshow.html?p=11&amp;amp;id=88F9N7M8erQmxN1e35x_0yAk_e4-"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" style="border:0 none;" src="http://a367.yahoofs.com/blog/49c00c57z20d1198d/37/__sr_/3663.jpg?mgoRt9JBvJsK9NHD" border="0" alt="soothing words when we're kids..and it still is" width="333" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;pernah tak  kita terjatuh masa kecik2 dulu dan menangis tersedu-sedu.. mak kita akan angkat kita dan pujuk kita dgn ayat2 berikut&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;''ala2 sayang mak.sapa buat dier?sapa jahat?batu jahat yer?nanti mak pukul batu tuh.dah toksah dok kawan ngan batu tuh''&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;kita mesti akan berhenti tersedu dan sakit kat lutut yg tercalar tadi tak rasa sgt pun.sebab ada org yg dapat membela nasib kita,mempertahankan kita.anything else dah tak matters anymore.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;padahal rasionalnya kita tak berhati-hati.batu tuh dok kat situ jer.tapi lama2 kita tau sendiri yg kita kener berhati-hati the next time we cross the same path.our mum need not to tell us at the very moment of pain and suffering,that we're  just being careless or what we should have done to avoid it.at that very moment of pain,the intention is to reach out and lessen the pain.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the way to avoid it may come in the next lesson.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i learned a very good communication skill yesterday.when people in pain or suffers from anything that they can't handle alone anymore,that very moment is not the time to tell them what they should do to avoid it or to be wise.at that very moment we just have to listen or maybe say some most soothing words that world could ever offers..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;''ala2 sayang dier..sapa buat?sapa jahat?..........................&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and i know how wonderful it feels coz&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;im the kid that ''fell and scraped her knees,crying her heart out becouse of the pain''.....and someone did say some words match of those....&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it's magic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-1736586355972531484?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1736586355972531484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=1736586355972531484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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change the world!...but why..again?</title><content type='html'>coz its harder to change yourself?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why sometimes we feel compelled to put forward our view about other people?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;maybe about weaknesses that needs some fixing or some inappropriate actions that needs to be discouraged.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Is this is in our nature? or its just some shield we try to cast to hide some ugly truth about our little souls.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I find myself reflecting about this alot lately.With abbundance times, free from catching up with coursework deadlines or readings that need to be done or some russian communist that needs to be defeated in war(im talking about games here),i explore my obsesive compulsive needs to give everyone my piece of mind on every matter that i fell like it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At first i look at myself and i smiled.What a noble path i chose here.Trying to make this world a better place,full with people who know the art of being nice or people who has confidence and a big heart,people who loyal to their friends and loved ones,people who did not run from problems and help people in needs,people who did not afraid of being honest and tell others what they really feel AND ALL THOSE THINGS THAT I HAVE SAID/WRITES TO OTHER PEOPLE pointing them,motivating them,helping them to be a better person.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now,i look deeper into myself.A voice whispered in the distant Is this really true,Marlina?is this really what you have been trying to do? it becomes stronger&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and finally it burst out shouting.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;IS THIS REALLY IT? ARE YOU THAT NOBLE? YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;TAKE A LONG LOOK AT YOURSELF? NOW!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and i look. i look hard this time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;p/s: to hendra.im sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995308171217325427-641530740981848970?l=loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/feeds/641530740981848970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5995308171217325427&amp;postID=641530740981848970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/641530740981848970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995308171217325427/posts/default/641530740981848970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudthinkerspace.blogspot.com/2005/12/lets-change-worldbut-whyagain_1264.html' title='lets change the world!...but why..again?'/><author><name>Marlina Jamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08139307262022956348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtGjimADkCY/SUc3cVzVHVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/kokbfxkJkns/S220/DSC07993-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
