tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65523037198387015382024-03-13T12:51:30.275+08:00oh! oh!i am amnesia! keep reminds me, hoccay?annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-86104121737866690492011-07-20T17:41:00.001+08:002011-07-20T17:42:28.204+08:00oh my!<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>oh my. i miss u. badly.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-56037211394141449582011-06-27T16:03:00.002+08:002011-06-27T16:19:58.426+08:00Oh penyakit!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh. Penyakit apakah ini?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">bila dekat rasa ada.</div><div style="text-align: center;">bila jauh rasa tiada.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh. Oh.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-63086808347026933462011-06-04T19:07:00.009+08:002011-06-23T16:58:05.942+08:00Oh Jun!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ihpYzmiFbDk/Tfnkz0K9IPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hUoqGJ3pQvQ/s1600/june.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ihpYzmiFbDk/Tfnkz0K9IPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hUoqGJ3pQvQ/s320/june.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618773588950458610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div># Mudah berubah sikap, perangai, idea & mood.</div><div># Mempunyai pemikiran yang aktif (sentiasa berfikir)</div><div># Sukar melakukan sesuatu dengan segera</div><div># Suka menangguh- nanguh</div><div># Telalu memilih & mahukan yang terbaik</div><div># Mudah berkawan & pandai berkawan</div><div># Kurang mempamerkan perasaan</div><div># Lambat untuk sembuh apabila terluka hati</div><div># Suka pada barang berjenama.</div><div># Mudah menjadi eksekutif</div><div># Kedegilan yang tidak terkawal</div><div># Sesiapa yang memuji dianggap musuh, sesiapa yang menegur dianggap kawan</div><div># Berfikiran jauh & berwawasan</div><div># Mudah ditawan kerana bersikap baik</div><div># Berperangai lemah lembut</div><div># Idea yang terlalu banyak di kepala</div><div># Bersikap sentisitf</div><div># Cepat marah & cepat sejuk</div><div># Suka bercakap & berdebat</div><div># Suka buat lawak & bergurau</div><div># Otaknya cerdas berangan angan</div><div># Orang yang sangat tertib</div><div># Pandai mempamerkan sikap</div><div># Mudah kecil hati</div><div># Mudah kena selesema</div><div># Suka berkemas</div><div># Cepat rasa bosan</div><div># Terlalu memilih dan cerewet</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm that simple. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">;Dr. Hj Fadhilah Kamsah.</div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-64152200240174927482011-05-21T02:42:00.002+08:002011-05-21T02:49:43.067+08:00Oh Lain!<div align="left">Lain.</div><br /><div align="left">Bila semua dh lain.</div><br /><div align="left">Bila semua dh tak seperti dulu.</div><br /><div align="left">Bila semua dh berubah.</div><br /><div align="left">Bila semua dh jauh tak sama.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Aku.</div><br /><div align="left">Aku mahu semua seperti dulu.</div><br /><div align="left">Aku mahu tiada yg berubah.</div><br /><div align="left">Aku mahu kau yg dulu.</div><br /><div align="left">Aku mahu kau yg tetap tidak berubah perilakumu.</div><br /><div align="left">Aku mahu kau, selalu.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Kau.</div><br /><div align="left">Kau dh berubah.</div><br /><div align="left">Kau dh tak seperti dulu.</div><br /><div align="left">Kau dh semakin jauh.</div><br /><div align="left">Kau bukan yg aku mahu bagai dulu.</div><br /><div align="left">Kau dh jauh, walau kau dekat.</div><br /><div align="left">Kau yg aku rindu.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Kau, Aku dan Lain.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-90775572102146549462011-05-19T14:24:00.010+08:002011-05-19T14:50:30.606+08:00Oh semut!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqVgdL8g3nM/TdS3-OLQzCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/S_qGuRJRRiw/s1600/semut-hitam.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqVgdL8g3nM/TdS3-OLQzCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/S_qGuRJRRiw/s320/semut-hitam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608309715568217122" /></a> <div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Org tua-tua cakap jgn makan semut, nnt jadi pelupa/ lemah ingatan. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Agak-agaknya dh berapa ekor semut saya makan?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Erk.?</div><div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">**********************************************************************</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Suatu hari di sebuah klinik </div><div><br /></div><div>Kring.Kring.</div><div><br /></div><div>Doktor: </div><div>Hallo. Doktor hensem bercakap.</div><div><br /></div><div>Makcik: </div><div>Doktor, tolong saya. Anak saya makan semut! *nada cemas</div><div><br /></div><div>Doktor: </div><div>Oh. Ok. Rilek makcik. Rilek. Doktor hensem disini. Makcik tenang. Jgn cemas. Saya<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>lemas. Semut tak bahaya. Tak! Rilek makcik eh.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Makcik: </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ok. Makcik Rilek. TAPI makcik dh spray racun serangga dlm mulut anak makcik tu.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Harap-harap cepatla mati semut tu ye. Anak makcik pun dh rilek semacam lak dia tu hah. Putih mata2.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div>Doktor: </div><div>Apa? Makcik, bawak anak makcik ke hospital. Cepat!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*p/s: makcik ni BUKAN Makcik <a href="http://dearmyblackbook.blogspot.com/2011/05/makcik-stress-sekarang-dh-faham.html">Gomen</a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-63624164953789542762011-05-18T17:08:00.001+08:002011-05-18T17:16:15.597+08:00Oh manusia!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yW7Uhaqww1Y/TdON3qqTSoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/H2Zv7gigzQY/s1600/natasha-mcelhone-widow-smoking-with-baby-husband-died-single-mom.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yW7Uhaqww1Y/TdON3qqTSoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/H2Zv7gigzQY/s320/natasha-mcelhone-widow-smoking-with-baby-husband-died-single-mom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607981948490435202" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Kalau jumpa manusia mcm ini, sila sepak laju-laju. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Selamatkan nyawa si anak itu. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Yg si tua berakal & berfikir ini, biarkan dia.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Biarkan.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-15202295888101271592011-05-16T13:26:00.008+08:002011-05-16T17:35:26.191+08:00Oh Makcik!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*post ini bukan mengenai sesiapa. Mengenai saya cuma. Tp bukan saya juga.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8v_rp8H0Ko/TdC2fPvBDbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dzJnGC2-36E/s1600/makcik.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8v_rp8H0Ko/TdC2fPvBDbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dzJnGC2-36E/s320/makcik.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607182183992200626" /></a> <div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Makcik stress</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Sekarang dh faham. Sekarang baru saya faham.</div><div><br /></div><div>Dulu selalu if pergi pejabat kerajaan utk urusan apa-apa mesti frust. Frust sbb dilayan kerek oleh makcik gomen. (Eh.eh my mum pun makcik gomen, tau! Tp dlm kes ni dia dikecualikan hoccay!) Salah isi borang lah. (sedangkan dia yg bg borang tu) Sain salah tempat la (dh suruh sain, saya sain lah). Tulisan senget lah. Itu lah. Ini lah. pass saya sana. Pass saya sini. Tp yang paling tempering sekali kena tunggu lamaaaaaaaaaaaa. Makcik tu plak lengkap pakej muka sinis masam mencuka. Hot gila. Bukan hot yg cun gila itu. Bukan!</div><div><br /></div><div>Tapi.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tapi.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sekarang saya dh jd kakak gomen. Baru saya faham. Baru saya tahu kenapa dulu2 makcik gomen berperangai begitu. Banyak faktor. Banyak! Mungkin;</div><div><br /></div><div># Semalam gaduh dgn suami. Suami sibuk nk tgk Maharaja lawak, makcik teringin nk tgk calon menantu kt Imam Muda. Dh bergaduh.</div><div><br /></div><div># Makcik dh tempah baju yg vogueh, terlebih kecik pulak. Dh xbleh pakai pegi kenduri anak Bedah bini Ismail Lambong. Stress </div><div><br /></div><div># Nasik lemak ayam sambal kurang pedas. Semalam dh komplen. Hari ni dh lagi xpedas. Tension</div><div><br /></div><div># Waktu makan. Tp keja xsiap lagi. Semua nk cepat cepat cepat. Makcik pulak Ok.Ok.Ok je memanjang</div><div><br /></div><div># Pelanggan cakap lebih kurang. Cakap mcm tak cukup adab. Makcik hot tempered. Mana bleh tahan. Makcik blm pegi kursus anger managemant lagi. Makcik jd naga, menyembur-nyembur.</div><div><br /></div><div># Makcik keja banyak. Tp gaji makcik mcm org keja mkn kuaci. Makcik ada hutang gelang emas tak habis bayar lg tu. Dh kena marah lg dgn laki makcik</div><div><br /></div><div># AF9 Kay dh disingkirkan. Siapa lg nk terjerit2 Awesome dpn tv lg tiap2 minggu. Rindu lah makcik nnt. Sunyi tau makcik.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Hurm. Mungkin bnyak lagi lah sbb makcik jd mcm tu. Kita tak tahu. Dan mungkin anggap tak perlu tahu.</div><div>TAPI BUKAN SEMUA MACAM NI TAU! BUKAN SEMUA.</div><div><br /></div><div>Kita kena fahamlah kenapa jadi mcm tu. Bnyak faktor tu. Kenalah saling timbang rasa.</div><div>Buat makcik, pakcik kakak & abg gomen, sabarlah melayan kerenah pelanggan. Sabar. Kita keja kena ikhlas, keja bukan sebab duit @ nk hilangkan boring semata-mata. Bukan. Kerja kita kenalah Li'llahi Ta'ala. Rezeki dari gaji kita tu nk buat makan anak bini laki makan. Pastikan sumber kena lah halal. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>P/s: hari ni saya dh melayan pelanggan seperti mana makcik gomen melayan saya dulu. Maaflah pelanggan saya itu. Saya lapar & kerja saya bnyak nk dipikul. Saya manusia biasa juga. Perlu makan perlu masa perlu menyembah Tuhan yg Esa. </i>Saya manusia biasa. Bukan robot berbateri energizer.</div><div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-22752309446087032182011-05-15T10:27:00.007+08:002011-05-15T10:56:05.069+08:00Oh penakut!<div style="text-align: center;">Penakut.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tak semua kau rancang akan berlaku</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mungkin nasib tak menyebelahi aku</div><div style="text-align: center;">Entah mengapa engkau yang aku cinta</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mungkin lebih baik kau ku lepas saja</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ini tidak adil tidak adil baginya</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ini tidak adil tidak adil bagiku</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ini tidak adil!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Untuk engkau bertanya jika aku mencintaimu juga</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tidak adil tidak adil baginya </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kau tak pernah cuba memahami aku</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cinta kau ucap tak pernah engkau tunjuk</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dan bila tiba saat ku kehilangan </div><div style="text-align: center;">Beban yang tak pernah kau cuba ringankan </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kau bukan milikku </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dan aku memang penakut </div><div style="text-align: center;">Mengakui cinta kepadamu </div><div style="text-align: center;">Seribu kali ku cuba ucapkan </div><div style="text-align: center;">Bila bersamamu </div><div style="text-align: center;">Kau bukan milikku </div><div style="text-align: center;">Dan engkau pun tahu </div><div style="text-align: center;">Kau bukan milikku. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">; Yuna</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-83761191323487515252011-05-09T08:38:00.004+08:002011-05-09T08:41:00.883+08:00Oh Work!<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">my work doesn't pleased me anymore. i lost the passion & i just don't like it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-73048442758537713502011-04-19T08:43:00.003+08:002011-04-19T08:53:17.099+08:00Oh Love & Lust!<div><b>Love</b> is an emotion of strong affection and personal attachment, a virtue representing all of human kindness, compassion, affection. A variety of different feelings, states and attitudes, ranging from generic pleasure to intense interpersonal attraction.</div><div><br /></div><div>and</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Lust</b> is an emotional force that is directly associated with the thinking or fantasizing about one's desire, usually in a sexual way.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> ; <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lust">wikipedia</a></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i think i love you,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">but</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">indeed, i think you lust me?</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-4022210952428331732011-04-13T14:20:00.003+08:002011-04-13T14:24:03.637+08:00Oh Smell !<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>i miss that smell. sniff. sniff.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i miss you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-14219000443779766112011-04-10T23:56:00.006+08:002011-04-11T09:36:36.919+08:00Oh Anniversary!<div style="text-align: center;">Just remembered on their wedding anniversary last 14 years ago.</div><div style="text-align: center;">How they celebrate it together. Leaving their daughters at home. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Going somewhere for dinner. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And still I remember how they got home with a bouquet of roses in her hand. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Smiling happily. How romantic he was and how lucky she were.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And it was their last anniversary together.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss them both.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love them thousands and millions.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">11.04.2011</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy supposed-to-be 26 years of wedding anniversary dear dad & mom. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Al-Fatihah.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">p/s: they were the only persons who made me believe the phase </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>"Till death do us part" , </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i></i>until now</div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-69013300090633427342011-03-29T17:15:00.013+08:002011-03-30T13:15:08.036+08:00Oh Oren!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CWVIe65vks4/TZK4GqznHZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/j4196Dqe9uw/s320/orange-slice-background.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589732512229694866" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Dh 2 3 hari ni perut asyik melompat lompat nk mkn oren. Tekak asyik menjerit jerit nk minum fresh oren. Gigi pun mengigil gigil nk gigit oren. Mungkin sbb gigi geraham nk gigit oren buat kali terakhir. T_T.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Dh 3 hari minum fresh oren. Ptg ni pun aim nk pegi pasar mlm beli buah oren. Banyaaaakkkk2!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Tapi kenapa buah oren? Bukan buah merah, biru atau kuning?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div># Buah oren banyaaaaaak khasiat. Ada vitamin A, B1, B2 dan C. Ada Folat dan juga Karbohidrat.</div><div> - Nk cantik? Oren ada kolagen. Tak payah dh nk cucuk sana cucuk sini. Botox atas botox bawah. Ngeri!</div><div>Ermm. Tp kulit saya tak cantik juga. Tataw lah knp pulak. T___T</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div> - Nk kurus? Makan lah oren. Oren melambatkan proses pengenyangan perut. Maksudnya akan terasa kenyang lebih lama. </div><div>Saya pula, kalu mkn oren, musti kerap ke tandas. Terbukti oren bleh men'slim'kan. Itu pasal badan saya 'mcm org sakit'. Blerghhh</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div># Buah oren wangi kan?. Bau segar!</div><div>- Saya suka orang bau oren. Rasa nk gigit! Rasa mcm org tu segar dan mandi. Mandi dlm limpahan buah oren.? Nakal! Haha</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div># Buah oren tak mahal sangat & senang dapat. </div><div>- Takde lah murah sgt & tak lah mahal sgt. Yg sedang2 saje. Kalu tgh2 bulan pn, Insyallah mampu lagi beli 5 biji oren. Lagi2 senang je nk dapat. Kt mana2 pun ada. Fresh orange lagi lah. Semua kedai ada. Pasaraya PETL dkt rumah tu pun ada. Kedai mkn depan Sekolah Kelibang tu lagi lah ada. Walaupun kureng Umpphh. Heeeeeee :() </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div># Buah oren bulat. Comel!</div><div>- Kan comel buah oren tu. Bulat je. Kulit pn berkilat. Cuma kadang2 ada oren yg berkedut-kedut, berlubang-lubang sket. Tapi isi dlm tetap best! </div><div>Alaaaa, kita manusia pun muka berkedut, berlubang jugak kannnnnn.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div># Saya perasan minah saleh celup. Sebab tu saya suka oren.</div><div>- Saya kurang mkn buah2an tempatan sebenarnya. Rambutan saya geli, durian saya nk pengsan. Chempelak pun saya nk pitam. Kesimpulannya buah2an berbiji mmg saya tak mkn. Mmg tak! Itu pasal girlfrends2 & adik2s cop saya gadis perasan omputih. Harap faham. Ngeee :O</div><div><br /></div><div>Senang. If korang dtg melawat ke, pergi rumah saya ke, bawak je buah oren. ;p</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><b>* Fun Facts </b></div><div> - Lelaki berperut comel berbaju oren boleh membuatkan saya gila tahap 2. Kalu dia senyum pada saya, kegilaan automatik jadi tahap 3! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>- WALAUBAGAIMANAPUN, tertuduh2 berbaju oren di Mahkamah saya langsung tak pernah menarik perhatian pun. Maaf. Not in List.</div><div><br /></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ybJgrPqj8oM/TZK3vNZSxSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TizumgUb-Qk/s320/sood%2Bdalam%2Blokap1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589732109197690146" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>- Saya tak banyak baju bewarna oren mahupun bergambar oren. Mungkin minat makan & bukan memiliki, kut.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>- Saya tak minat Zahid AF2. Belanda pun tak. Ngehngeh</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8OZXGIUla14/TZK8Df1YsUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/edtZdFZkz_4/s320/facebook-no-image1.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589736855791251778" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>hey lelaki berbaju oren, saya suka awak yg dulu! :)</i></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-55328779797418974132011-03-27T10:38:00.004+08:002011-03-27T10:56:02.010+08:00Oh sakit!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">kenapa ni? kenapa?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">makan tak lalu.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">tido tak lena.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">mandi tak basah.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">tolong!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34c85a6YKY4/TY6jcMi520I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ERSb7ztVbAM/s320/Mengatasi%2BGigi%2BBerlubang%2Bdan%2BSakit%2BGigi.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588583892412652354" /><div style="text-align: center;">ulat jahat! dia makan gigi saya. :(</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">sabar gigi sayang. appointment hari selasa sayang. 3 hari lagi sayang.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ouch!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">bagaimanakah memanfaatkan 3 hari?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jLeZc34iF4/TY6l4lPjt8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/QRmTYA1eit0/s320/1.%2BDoa%2Bmenghilangkan%2Bsakit.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588586579101988802" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bismillah...</div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-34428688636664469942011-03-10T00:58:00.001+08:002011-03-10T01:03:33.720+08:00Oh Away!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e4P9KX5_cWg/TXeyZeG-qxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QT1QSmngkgU/s1600/tumblr_l707ng8W8I1qa5cmuo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e4P9KX5_cWg/TXeyZeG-qxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QT1QSmngkgU/s320/tumblr_l707ng8W8I1qa5cmuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582126413797829394" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">away. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">yeay!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; ">\ (*o*) /</span></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-16020196146481992232011-03-09T11:44:00.010+08:002011-03-10T00:54:02.215+08:00Oh Murung Murungan!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KoARBruGrWg/TXcznobwQWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lVYqYz_rrWU/s1600/Depression_signs-someones-obese.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KoARBruGrWg/TXcznobwQWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lVYqYz_rrWU/s320/Depression_signs-someones-obese.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581987019110760802" /></a><br /><div>Sehari dua ini mengalami ga<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ovya6zZU74/TXcyFI9C0qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GmeX9gaAhUo/s1600/Depression_signs-someones-obese.jpg"></a>ngguan tidur. Gangguan yg tidak dpt dielakkan. Having horrible nightmare, repeatedly. Perasaan yg bercampur baur serta makan yg byk tp x ber + berat pun. :(<div>Jadi terus meluah kan perasaan to those who are closed and hopefully care. And one of them suggest that im having depression. Whoa!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><div><br /></div><div>Apa itu? apa itu? Am I?</div><div>Tanya pakcik Google & jom share.</div><div><br /></div><div>Depression/ kemurungan;</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "><p style="margin-top: 0.6923em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.6923em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; ">"May be described as feeling sad, blue, unhappy, miserable, or down in the dumps. Most of us feel this way at one time or another for short periods.True clinical depression is a mood disorder in which feelings of sadness, loss, anger, or frustration interfere with everyday life for a long period of time." <a href="http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001941/">;PubMed Health</a></p></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Adakah anda:</div><div><br /></div><div><div>( ) mengalami perubahan perasaan melebihi 2 minggu?</div></div><div>( ) berasa putus asa/ tiada harapan/ bersalah/ tidak berharga/ tidak bermaya?</div><div>( ) hilang keseronokan/ tumpuan/ minat</div><div>( ) hilang @ bertambah selera makan melampau?</div><div>( ) gangguan tidur & cepat letih</div><div>( ) rasa ingin bunuh diri (OH MY!)</div><div><br /></div><div>Jika mostly ialah YA or YES, oh my! itu depression dowh! </div><div>tolong! tolong!</div><div><br /></div><div>Jangan dibiarkan weh. Silap2 leh end up kt Tanjung Rambutan.</div><div><br /></div><div>Jomlah ;</div><div><br /></div><div>* Bantu dgn berbual, menasihati, mendengar & beri sokongan. Sokonglah apa yg patut.</div><div>-Hiburkan hati dia. Bg gelak2 mcm mereng. So dorang pn msti xsedar yg dorg adalah depress. Silap2 korang pulak yg depress nk bg dia gelak.</div><div><br /></div><div>*Pergi hospital. Jumpa doktor.</div><div>-Nanti doktor bg ubat. Akan diagnose & recommend apa yg patut. Trust them! *chewah.</div><div>Nk baik takkkk???</div><div><br /></div><div>*Sertai terapi. Pakai perapi pun boley.</div><div>-Jgn takut utk mintak tolong. Berbual dlm berkumpulan @ individual. Sharing is caring. Ntah ntah sharing is loving loving? Manalah tahu! Haaaaa</div><div><br /></div><div>*Try to understand them.</div><div>-Mebi susah nk faham sbb pelik2 kan. Tp buat2 je faham. Konon2 je. Musti dorang suka punyalah!</div><div><br /></div><div>*Most most important; Dekatkan diri dgn Tuhan. </div><div>-Percayalah, dgn mdekatkn diri dgn Dia, kita akn tenang. Tiada depress. Dosa juga terhapus. Insyallah.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>#FUN FACTS</div><div><br /></div><div>1. 10% remaja mengalami kemurungan- dlm sedar @ pun tidak.</div><div>2. 1/4 wanita akan pernah mengalami kemurungan. Bergantung kpd keadaan.</div><div>3. Wanita berkahwin lebih mudah mengalami kemurungan. Oh anak2 & suami?</div><div>4. 1/5 daripada wanita yg depress mencari rawatan. Yang lain mana weh.?</div><div><br /></div><div>Sgt fun kan fact ni? So, SELAMAT HARI WANITA, wanita! Anda amat fragile & hebat! jaga diri!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div></div></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7naTxkbpG9o/TXcznadGnEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/W3SqR2uOxWg/s1600/alleviating_depression_anxiety.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7naTxkbpG9o/TXcznadGnEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/W3SqR2uOxWg/s320/alleviating_depression_anxiety.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581987015358323778" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eh. Eh. Tiba2 rasa dh tak depress dh. WAW!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Alhamdulillah :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ovya6zZU74/TXcyFI9C0qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GmeX9gaAhUo/s1600/Depression_signs-someones-obese.jpg"><br /></a></div><br /><div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-44856138422898308912011-02-19T10:50:00.007+08:002011-02-19T11:19:16.497+08:00Oh Farewell!<div style="text-align: center;">farewell & some gediks.</div><div style="text-align: center;">pictures speaks thousand words.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wrf5iQUmRLM/TV81mbZFFLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hI_fhFu0gP8/s1600/168080_10150100541948972_680333971_6154954_4921085_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wrf5iQUmRLM/TV81mbZFFLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hI_fhFu0gP8/s320/168080_10150100541948972_680333971_6154954_4921085_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575233798012212402" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">bos-bos baik hati tangkap gambar staff. baik hati!</div><div style="text-align: center;">*bodeks.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewnh0wPiIPM/TV81mc0FE7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/BWYudpg9TUw/s1600/farewell1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewnh0wPiIPM/TV81mc0FE7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/BWYudpg9TUw/s320/farewell1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575233798393893810" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">yang diraikan, Puan Ramelah.</div><div style="text-align: center;">"lepas ini kena taip documents semua sendiri dah ye"</div><div style="text-align: center;"> T____T</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agGwDHVNJQU/TV81mNiW04I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x3WzHOD2aqk/s1600/farewell2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agGwDHVNJQU/TV81mNiW04I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x3WzHOD2aqk/s320/farewell2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575233794293027714" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Orang kuat </div></div><div style="text-align: center;">& </div><div style="text-align: center;">orang kuat makan</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELU81ExgUJE/TV81l8hyUlI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RawJpY6Kifs/s1600/cats.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELU81ExgUJE/TV81l8hyUlI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RawJpY6Kifs/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575233789727232594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">*gediks</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*credits to Farhana Ahmad for those pictas :)</div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-24698226943865219622011-02-17T12:22:00.007+08:002011-02-17T15:04:01.582+08:00Oh Menangis!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Semalam menangis lagi<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAOFzPIJhWw/TVysFMtYUoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XkHD1A42yxI/s1600/page1.jpg"><br /></a></span><div style="text-align: justify;">Menangis bukan sbb panas yg semakin membahang walaupun malam.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Menangis bukan sbb nyamuk mengganas sbb bukak semua pintu tingkap. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Menangis bukan sbb kena marah dgn cik Tiqah sbb bukak semua pintu tingkap. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Menangis bukan sbb sakit.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Menangis bukan sbb gatai.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tapi, menangis sbb ini, kali ke patblas;-</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilmuIBkd0k4/TVyrusJLgQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/j0nw1pyq2dk/s320/l_212720_252ab79f.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574519257389826306" /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VxUOQt7h70M/TVysKKi48lI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Eeu0q_9oaJM/s320/page1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574519729407193682" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Artificial Intelligence.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cerita ni mmg buat saya sedih. Sedih tidak berpenghujung. Nk tido pun airmata bergelenangan lagi. Ingat sampai ke pagi. Mungkin ingat smpai seminggu lagi. Cukup emosi.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Kenapa saya perlu emosi dgn cerita ini?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sbb cerita ini pasal seorang robot kanak2, David yang dicipta untuk menyerupai manusia. Beremosi tapi tidak sama dalam beberapa segi. Dia ni substitute kpd suami isteri yg mmpunyai seorang anak cacat. Mmg sedih bila tgk cara David bersaing untuk mendapatkan perhatian "ibu". Bagaimana dia cuba sedaya upaya untuk menjadi anak yg disayangi si "ibu". Bagaimana dia berusaha untuk menjadi manusia sebenar agar "ibu" sayang dia. Pengembaraan dia mencari si Pari Biru agar impian tercapai. Dimana at last after 2000 years, impian dia tercapai oleh alien2 yg amat mengagumi ciptaan manusia yg masih berjaya tinggal. Akhirnya, dia dapat bersama dgn "ibu" walaupun sehari. Dia memanafaatkan sehari itu dgn sebaik sgt. Dgn rasa cinta & sayang kpd ibunya. What a sad ending.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dari cerita ini menyedarkan tentang indahnya kasih sayang kpd ibu. Dimana jika saya diberi peluang untuk bersama dgn seseorang yg telah tiada, saya juga akan pilih Emak saya. The funny things is, saya masih simpan rambut Emak dari sikat kerana cerita ini. Mungkin saya akan simpan selamanya walaupun mustahil lah nk jadi mcm cerita ni kan. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Juga, saya pernah tgk cerita ini dgn Emak saya. She falls asleep after first 20 minutes. Saya faham, sbb Emak penat sangat. Bekerja menjaga kami yg masa tu "macam2 gila". Esoknya Emak tnya ending cerita, saya juga ceritakan. Dan last sekali saya tnya jika Emak diberi peluang untuk bersama dgn seseorang yg telah tiada, Emak pilih siapa?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jawab Emak;- Dengan suami Emak lah, ayah saya.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Saya kagum agungnya cinta kedua ibubapa saya dimana hanya ajal telah memisahkan mereka. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Jika ditanya pada saya soalan sama, sampai bila-bila pun jawapan saya akan tetap sama, </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Saya ingin peluang sekali lagi untuk bersama dgn dia walau sehari, memohon maaf, menggembirakan hati, berterima kasih tidak terhingga untuk segalanya kepada dia; </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emak saya.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"His love is real, but he is not"</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-67788864128562230322011-02-08T12:51:00.007+08:002011-02-08T22:37:10.368+08:00oh- less!<div style="text-align: center;">without you,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the ice creams were taste-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the asam pedas were fish-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the sup ekor were spicy-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the a.b.c were nutty-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the kuetiaw were oily-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the omelettes were egg-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the nasi lemak were anchovy-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the tomyam were seafood-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the chicken chop were gravy -less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the drinks were ice-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the oblong were black paper-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the roti planta were planta-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the milo were milky-less</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My day were bitter. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and its sound stupid ;p</div><div><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-61904607483092557672011-02-03T16:28:00.003+08:002011-02-03T16:54:20.222+08:00oh nikmatnya!<i><span class="Apple-style-span">azam bulan dua.</span></i><div><br /></div><div>setiap hari nak punch kad tepat pukul 5.00 p.m</div><div><br /></div><div>tiada <b>5.01</b></div><div><br /></div><div>tiada <b>5.05</b></div><div><br /></div><div>tiada <b>5.30</b></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>4.45</b> dh boleh kemas2 kertas pen file surat getah kertas punchole</div><div><br /></div><div><b>4.48</b> dh boleh shutdown pc off printer switch off almari tutup mulut</div><div><br /></div><div><b>4.50</b> dh boleh letak handbag atas meja tiup2 tudung pakai lipstik muahx muahx</div><div><br /></div><div><b>4.53</b> dh boleh tutup pintu tarik gril tepuk tangan</div><div><br /></div><div><b>4.55</b> dh boleh jalan2 lenggang kangkong turun tangga singgah toilet tiup2 tudung pakai lipstik muahx muahx lagi</div><div><br /></div><div><b>4.58</b> dh boleh pegang kad standby action</div><div><br /></div><div><b>5.00</b> tingtong!</div><div><br /></div><div><div>nikmat rupanya punch kad pukul 5 ni.</div><div>dua hari lepas dh berjaya!</div></div><div>oh yeah!</div><div><br /></div><div>*next week kak ram dh pencen. siapa lagi nk berebut punch kad pukul 5 dgn saya? sobsobs</div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-61008233856809260682011-02-02T15:09:00.005+08:002011-02-02T15:22:42.051+08:00ok fine!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>i'll forgive but i wont forget.<div><br /><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qvNijqK4XT8/TUkDrnTWDUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TPuQmpBS50o/s320/37612_421680238971_680333971_4571231_1559958_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568986462039706946" /></div></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-17464609843933172632011-02-01T16:05:00.004+08:002011-02-01T16:20:40.513+08:00oh ketandusan!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>suatu petang di ofis yg sengaja ditutup pintu & dipadam lampu.<div>tiba-tiba</div><div><br /></div><div>datang 2 kanak2 nk bersalam-malam bersempena-sempeni nk balik raya esok, anak rakan sepejabatan.</div><div><br /></div><div>kanak2 pertama salam makcik A,</div><div>kanak2 pertama salam makcik B.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Kanak2 kedua salam makcik A,</div><div>Kanak2 kedua salam makcik B.</div><div><br /></div><div>Makcik A: Adik2, tgn siapa lebih lembut?</div><div>Adik B: tangan makcik ni *tunjuk makcik A*</div><div><br /></div><div>-Makcik A terus bukak beg bagi angpow.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yeay!</div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qvNijqK4XT8/TUfBj1-xUOI/AAAAAAAAADk/kZrL9N9hqPM/s320/st%2Bives.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568632285796847842" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">bff ketika ketandusan! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-75720267368809824912011-01-24T16:36:00.001+08:002011-01-24T16:37:48.552+08:00dot<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>wtf?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-23514512536241265732011-01-21T10:22:00.008+08:002011-01-22T01:03:37.474+08:00Cik adik Popo<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Hai hai encik blog. Semalam jumpa hari ini pun jumpa. Tiap hari sayangS. :)</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Bos lama yg terbaca post ini & terpikir nk amik balik i keja NSTP. Meh sign kontrak meh.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">Jd WJJ pn boleyy </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">(wartawan jarak jauh- heh)</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> T____T</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Jeng jeng jeng...</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qvNijqK4XT8/TTj6trdcebI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5llhlw5PBlY/s320/Cupcakes977.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564473002283530674" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>A seat for two. </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Bg seorang yg penakut like me, this filem mmg menggoncang jantu</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i>ng lah. Lagi2 byk pulak si Popo tu interframe. My weakness tau. Popophobia. Awwww!</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Cerita ni at 1st made me sleepy. So does my partner kut. Nmpk senyap beku je kt sebelah. Then i start to scream lah bila dtg lah hantu puaka ni dari atas siling tu. Sumpah </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i>pasni tido tamau tgk siling dh. So the suspens continues bila kt bilik mayat tu. Mcm bilik mayat mmg scares me a lotttttttttt kut. In reality pn kalu i pergi or even lalu kt hospital, i'll search for bilik mayat dulu. Area to avoid. Heh.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Juga, scene masa nk bawak balik mayat Ann</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i>a tu. Dgn van jenazah tu eksiden. Mmg naik bulu roma, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>seram sejuk lah. Jantung x yah ckp lah. Dh jatuh bawah kerusi. hoccay!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Then masa dia angkat mayat Anna tu. MMG takpaya</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i>h lah kut. Bila jatuh tergolek tu, i feels like peeing in my skirts. Nasiblah. nasiblah. Hahaha</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Lagipulak scene dia jmpa bomoh dukun pawang tu. Popo tu landing baekkk punya. Balik nk tdo terbayang weh. Terbayang 2 3 hari. Phewww.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">So i punya rate utk filem ni ialah........ </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">6/10!</span></b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>cukuplah ek? memandangkan i kureng sket cite han</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i>tu2 neh. tp this film was great and recommended lah. Cerita ni pun ada moral values. If u like somebody, xyah la g</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i>una ubat2 sihir2 puaka2 ni. Tak payah. Mmg tak payah</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i>. No no no. Be a ge</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i>ntleman/wmen.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>So, Siapa blm tgk, silakan pergi. Pergi silalah.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qvNijqK4XT8/TTj3Z6M9yAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qZ5TglnjwUw/s320/filem%2Bkhurafat.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564469364108675074" /></div></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Walaupun cerita ini bukan pasal pocong, tapi....</i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>A <b>poco</b></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i><b>ng</b> is a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghost" title="Ghost" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span">ghost</span></a> t</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i>hat is said to be the soul of a</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i>dead person trapped in their suit where the suit (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shroud" title="Shroud" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; ">shroud</a></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i>) is use</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i>d to cover th</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i>e body of the dead perso</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i>n. The cover the dead body with white fabric and tie the clothing over the <span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Head" title="Head" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; ">head</a>,</span> under the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foot" title="Foot" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; ">feet</a>, and on the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neck" title="Neck" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; ">neck</a>. According to the native beliefs, the soul of a dead person will stay on the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth" title="Earth" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; ">earth</a> for 40 days after the d</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i>eath. When the ties aren't released after 40 days, the body is said to jump out from the grave to warn people that the soul need the bonds to be released. After t</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i>he ties are released, the soul will leave the earth and never show up anymore. Because of the tie under the</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; "><i> feet, the ghost can't walk. This causes the pocong to hop.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>-wikipedia-</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>POPO, Get the ideas?</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qvNijqK4XT8/TTj7SclofdI/AAAAAAAAADE/hICT2noEMVI/s320/DSC00542.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564473633946500562" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>bos! ingat saya lagi tak? </i>T___________T</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552303719838701538.post-39772190564712149432011-01-20T18:33:00.006+08:002011-01-20T21:06:55.478+08:00dedicated to My SayangS<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span">hai encik blog. jumpa lagi kita tahun ini. alhamdulilah!</span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">. saya speechless tau. dah almost 3 weeks tahun 2011. i cant remember la last year pnya resolution tercapai @ x. tp yg pasti, last year's resolution i'll carry 4ward. and still every year resolution, nak GEMUK, will b continue until i'll reach 55 kilos. baru lah my adorable jeans tu bleh pakai. ni asyik bukak almari, bleh tengok je. bila pakai, <i><span class="Apple-style-span">phewwww!</span></i> mcm xkena tempatnya je. poket mcm kt peha. buruks! hahaha</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Ok.Ok. get serious.</div><div><br /></div><div>. weird tau. Something to share. After i collapse kt jetty last Ramadhan. I've done a blood test and the results shows yg i do have Rheumatic heart Disease and all the symptoms appears. Mmg masa sakit tu, gila2 pnya sakit. my life wasnt like b4. everything changes. Nk angkat kepala pn susah. Asyik Mc je. malu dgn encik bos & gadis jurubahasa. berat badan time tu mmg berat budak tadika. walking skeleton lah!. I've even sent to Emergency Ward lah one day tu.</div><div>.Mkn ubat mcm2 ubat. Then ada juga pergi perubatan tradisional. also detected. i life with medicine, plenty of waters, carrots & kerang. Emosi xpayah ckp lah. yelah. tahu mcm konon2 nk mati kan. mmg totally lost hope & down sgt2. </div><div><br /></div><div>. tapi Allah Maha berkuasa. After a few month, i starts to recover. Mkn pn dh boleh. Emosi pn dh makin stabil but still afraid of seeing doctors. THEN<span class="Apple-style-span"> Great news! i've done some medical check ups, echos, MOPD an</span>d it turns that im totally healthy. <b><span class="Apple-style-span">WOW!</span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">masa Doctors ckp tu, mmg xpercaya. sangat! Mcm Doc ni memain kan perasaan saya ke hape? Tp mmg. Result Echo & latest blood test shows that im free from RHD. Syukur sgt2!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div>So.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">.thanks to all my sayangs as being there for me. yelah. i kan doctorofobia <i><span class="Apple-style-span">(eh. ada ke?) </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></i>i cant sleep tau a day before the appointment. i cant eat, my palm sweats. dizzy lah nk terkencing lah apa apa lah. Alhamdulillah ada nya korang, <i><span class="Apple-style-span">sayangS.</span></i> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>sayangS-sayangS; </i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang selalu suap makan bila tak saya lalu</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang picit2 kaki sapu minyak smpai tertido bila kaki saya kebas</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang temankan bila saya xbleh tido mengigau mcm ku</span>ra2</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang melayan bila saya nk mkn itu ini, even tgh2 malam buta</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang temankan bila saya nk pergi sana sini sepuas hati</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang temankan bila saya nak pergi pantai jalan mkn aiskrim malam2</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang risaukan saya sedangkan anda ada exam besar yg perlu lebih dirisaukan</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang sanggup membuat kerja saya bila xlarat langsung nk bukak mata</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang temankan saya sorang2 kt rumah dan takut malam2</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang sanggup tahan maki & marah yang amat beremosi</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang sanggup memahami ke'weng'an & ketidakbetulan saya</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang temankan saya ke hospital & sanggup tunggu ber</span>jam2</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang sentiasa menyuruh saya berfikiran positif</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang sentiasa ada memegang tangan & menenangk</span>an & bahu yang nyaman utk meluahkan</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang sanggup melayan perasaan down saya yang hampir2 nk breakdown & sindrom down</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-anda yang berdoa & berusaha untuk saya</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">banyak sgt amatlah nk tulis sayangS punya perlakuan & pembuatan kpd saya. biar Tuhan saja yg tahu dan membalasnya.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">anda semua. saya sayang anda. sayang gila!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">anda bantu saya mengharungi detik2 sukar dalam hidup. dan saya harap saya akan dpt bersama dgn anda, mengharungi saat sukar & gembira bersama.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">e.m.o. :)</span></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qvNijqK4XT8/TTgZr1bRhbI/AAAAAAAAACk/k7rYPAFQOiY/s320/i-love-u.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564225580482790834" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><i>"Sesungguhnya keadaannya apabila Dia menghendaki sesuatu hanyalah berfirman; 'Jadilah' maka terjadilah ia. Maka Maha Suci (Allah) yang ditangannya kekuasaan atas segala sesuatu dan kepada-Nyalah kamu dikembalikan"</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Surah Yassin, Ayat82-83</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">-</span></div>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05630377443476584822noreply@blogger.com3