<?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-16790992</id><updated>2012-01-23T07:27:57.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>: : cucu uwan : :</title><subtitle type='html'>~ life is a journey.  it starts, it ends.  along the way it bumps ~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>395</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7533821245506958272</id><published>2012-01-23T07:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:27:57.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Itinerary orang nak kawin</title><content type='html'>Ketibaan pengantin disambut kompang&lt;br /&gt;Selawat ke atas nabi&lt;br /&gt;Diarak ke pelamin oleh bubble boys &amp; girls&lt;br /&gt;Majlis dizahirkan oleh along&lt;br /&gt;Silat&lt;br /&gt;Merenjis-renjis dipilis pasangan pengantin&lt;br /&gt;Makan beradap&lt;br /&gt;Joget melayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mak, nape masa kita kawin mak tak buat pun camni?"&lt;br /&gt;"waktu tu x cukup ilmu. Sapa suh kawin cepat sangat"&lt;br /&gt;"alahhh...  Nak kawin lagi sekali la"&lt;br /&gt;"gatal. Buat sendiri. Bajet habis"&lt;br /&gt;"alaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-7533821245506958272?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7533821245506958272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7533821245506958272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7533821245506958272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7533821245506958272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2012/01/itinerary-orang-nak-kawin.html' title='Itinerary orang nak kawin'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8855943729166528340</id><published>2012-01-19T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:28:11.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i press the panic button?</title><content type='html'>kad belum habis distribute&lt;div&gt;kotak cupcakes dah dapat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;barang cupcakes belum beli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mixer belum amik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baju adam &amp;amp; alesya belum siap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baju made &amp;amp; myself in progress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tudung tak carik lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mekap done - ini penting ok..  hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bag untuk door gift dah jumpa ke si akut ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tag/stamp untuk cupcakes tak buat lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;umah mak still pending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;umah sendiri pun tunggang langgang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will there be rehearsal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak-budak punya bubble guns tak prepare lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;payroll for february is coming soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then leavers settlements pulak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i have only 2 weeks to settle.  ayayai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i press it now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-8855943729166528340?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8855943729166528340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8855943729166528340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8855943729166528340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8855943729166528340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2012/01/should-i-press-panic-button.html' title='should i press the panic button?'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7663939185023025434</id><published>2012-01-09T00:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:10:31.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alin nak kawin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wohooo... my baby sister dah nak kawin. cam tak caya..... hahahahhahahahahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tadi dia bagi wedding card for distribution.  dok ralit tulis nama recipient on the card, tengok-tengok kad dah tinggal lima keping.  eh..  tak cukup pulak.  kena mintak lagi la ni..  hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mana yang dapat kad nanti, jemput datang ye.  yang kena tagged on FB pun, kami alu-alukan kedatangan anda.  yang terima sms pun, jika takde halangan, sila la hadirkan diri.  nak bagi kad sorang satu tak sempatlah..  so, mana yang dapat ajelah ye.  sekarang ni, harga postage pun mahal.  tak mampu makcik ni ha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so save the date...  5th FEBRUARY 2012 - alin &amp;amp; faiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://scm-l3.technorati.com/11/02/05/25749/marriage.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-7663939185023025434?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7663939185023025434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7663939185023025434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7663939185023025434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7663939185023025434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2012/01/alin-nak-kawin.html' title='alin nak kawin'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5972549365475471769</id><published>2012-01-07T09:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:45:36.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew..</title><content type='html'>One day, it will happen.  The clock ticks and tacks.  Anticipating a situation.  Now the show started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i selalu takde luck with those born di bulan sebelas. Ntahlah kenapa..  Taurus and scorpio conflict kot?  I'm a taurean and a horse too.. I can be hard to understand but i can be easy to please too..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i have a situation with a friend. I had the feelings couple of years ago, during the first stage of knowing this friend. Perasaan eh?  Maybe..  As much as i try to avoid, im still a human. Obliged to make mistake.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clashes of thought are predicted. But when only one thought kena kondem, sakit jugak hati tu kan?  And friends...  Please....  IM, email, YM, whatsap or whatever tech thingy are no good at passing messages basically. And please realize that huruf besar in ur typing can be understood wrongly. When u feel u want to make a subject clears, another may think, u're shouting &amp; it becomes offensive.  My case, i think, the wall is already there. So, ni kira wrong timing lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment i'm at "ntahlah" feeling. I have much respect and love for this friend. For this friend has been such a good listener &amp; advisor and had been with me &amp; my other buddies at all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to move on, i tak sure lagi. Playing with time is the game right now. Nak say sorry tak sure for what. Now it seems what i've planned and thought a long time before, dah disalah erti pulak.  It's hard eh when people like to assume &amp; being judgmental?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5972549365475471769?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5972549365475471769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5972549365475471769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5972549365475471769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5972549365475471769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-knew.html' title='I knew..'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5557629061376237603</id><published>2012-01-02T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T19:22:50.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ umah orang kawin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dah common dah kan sekarang ni?  flash back 8 years ago, my wedding pun ada DJ jugak.  what i'm going to share is about an irritating DJ - awal tahun dah nak comment pasal orang kan?  hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we attended the very first wedding on for 2012.  we were among the early birds.  banggakan?  sudu pun tak bersusun lagi. food was nice.  ice kacang tambah sampai 5 mangkuk.  kumpulan gamelan &amp;amp; nasyid was good.  cuma DJ aje buat bengang ulu hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after a while, dia jemput hadirin-hadirat hantar sms untuk dibaca kepada pengantin yang dirai.  ok. good motive.  tapi....  dia tanak baca ucapan selamat untuk pengantin baru zaman dulu, i.e. "&lt;span &gt;selamat pengantin baru, semoga bahagia ke anak cucu&lt;/span&gt;".   oi!  suka hati lah...  lagu orang kawin yang selalu dipasang time kenduri tu pun gitu jugak senikatanya.  ok..  i understand the reasoning.  doa sampai ke cucu aje.  lepas cucu takde ke??  but, dont la say like that.  cuba cakap something like "&lt;span&gt;&lt;span &gt;saya pohon agar ucapan tu biarlah ke akhir hayat ye.  jangan sampai ke anak cucu saj&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;".  i believe hadirin yang 90% adults tu akan paham apa maksudnya.  kan?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then agaknya takde text yang masuk, dia kata pulak..&lt;blockquote&gt;"alah apa sangatlah sepuluh sen satu sms tu.  kalau nak kedekut sangat, lepas hantar tu, marilah datang meja DJ tuntut sepuluh sen.  tapi saya tak akan bagi duit.  saya akan bagi air suam.  hahaha (ketawa sendiri.  orang lain buat derk aje).  air suam pun sekarang tiga puluh sen tau".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;eeeehhhhhhhhh..........  ada aku pedulikkk??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we left before hearing to any sms.  so, tak taulah ada ke tak yang sempat salin nombor talipon dia tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cheeky thought - cara bagus untuk dia market service DJ..  kan?  hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;on another occasion, we had one DJ yang asiklah bagitau hadirin pukul berapa.  ada la kot selang lima belas minit dia update semua orang on the time.  takde bahan nak bercakaplah tu gamaknya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;DJ can be entertaining but sometimes irritating.  janganlah syok sendiri jadik DJ tu.  yang penting ayat-ayat tu kena jaga.  memanglah majlis kenduri kat umah-umah aje.  tapi ayat awak tu, satu kampung boleh dengar.  agak-agaklah sikit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5557629061376237603?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5557629061376237603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5557629061376237603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5557629061376237603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5557629061376237603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2012/01/dj-umah-orang-kawin.html' title='DJ umah orang kawin'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7597447926573611174</id><published>2012-01-01T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T18:43:56.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling</title><content type='html'>felt what uwan felt on this particular day, 8 years ago.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silence.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better, i hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-7597447926573611174?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7597447926573611174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7597447926573611174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7597447926573611174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7597447926573611174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2012/01/feeling.html' title='feeling'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-2580309803599248359</id><published>2011-12-28T08:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T09:13:26.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;nak kata first calar pun bukan.  sebab dah kena gesek bawah tu dah baper kali.  kehkehkeh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi yang ni memang meruntun jiwa, sanubari..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kena kat umah mak.  tak nampak tong sampah.  ingatkan dah lepas dah.  adehhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bapak kata hantar polish aje.   mm..  polish pun polish lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Bf9OUyeaDLE/TvpeZnrXQYI/AAAAAAAACSY/B_p6QUU0zoo/s640/blogger-image--1241704674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Bf9OUyeaDLE/TvpeZnrXQYI/AAAAAAAACSY/B_p6QUU0zoo/s640/blogger-image--1241704674.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-2580309803599248359?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2580309803599248359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=2580309803599248359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2580309803599248359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2580309803599248359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/12/calar.html' title='calar'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Bf9OUyeaDLE/TvpeZnrXQYI/AAAAAAAACSY/B_p6QUU0zoo/s72-c/blogger-image--1241704674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1585881123896766059</id><published>2011-12-17T07:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T07:53:55.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2011</title><content type='html'>is just around the corner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update 2012 resolutions. Should there be no changes, carry forward aje. Confirm banyak tak tercapai. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moga tahun yang baru adalah lebih elok dari tahun yang sebelumnya. Hiasi peribadi, perelokkanlah ibadah kita. Insya Allah...  Yang baik itu hanya dariNya. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-1585881123896766059?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1585881123896766059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1585881123896766059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1585881123896766059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1585881123896766059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/12/end-of-2011.html' title='End of 2011'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8032451792568634830</id><published>2011-12-13T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:22:37.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anak burung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;dulu ada myspace.  lepas tu password lupa, username pun tak ingat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;lepas tu sibuk friendster.  peh tu malas.  account ntah ke mana.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masuk pulak zaman facebook.  hambek!  pantang bukak, berejam melekat.  sumpahan betul!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, i sudah jadik anak burung u-olls!  berkicau-kicau.  memekak!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahah...    &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-8032451792568634830?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8032451792568634830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8032451792568634830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8032451792568634830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8032451792568634830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/12/anak-burung.html' title='anak burung'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-6005118871478730324</id><published>2011-12-10T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T23:08:09.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batang sayur</title><content type='html'>You all makan batang sayur?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya makan.  Tapi sejak kawin dengan made ni, rasa malas pulak nak makan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sila jangan kona-kan pemikiran anda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan malas pasaipa...  Made suka makan daun dia aje. Batang tak berapa. Memula tu give in la jugak. Tak kisahlah kan..  Lelama boring pulak rasa. Nak-nak kalo termakan tang batang yang tak sedap. Geram aje tengok made habiskan daun sayur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu, kalo sapa-sapa mai makan umah saya, jangan la kata saya tak pandai potong sayur; walaupun itulah hakikatnya. Hehehe...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sJECbjpwMyI/TuN12N-5spI/AAAAAAAACPQ/CuzVoe5N_rM/s640/blogger-image--1781028329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sJECbjpwMyI/TuN12N-5spI/AAAAAAAACPQ/CuzVoe5N_rM/s640/blogger-image--1781028329.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-6005118871478730324?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6005118871478730324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=6005118871478730324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6005118871478730324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6005118871478730324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/12/batang-sayur.html' title='Batang sayur'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sJECbjpwMyI/TuN12N-5spI/AAAAAAAACPQ/CuzVoe5N_rM/s72-c/blogger-image--1781028329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-6473763151498850530</id><published>2011-12-05T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T11:18:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>555</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kom-mudcX5I/Sq6tWXCmipI/AAAAAAAAAtM/8N4KAzRb_EQ/s400/n0555.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kom-mudcX5I/Sq6tWXCmipI/AAAAAAAAAtM/8N4KAzRb_EQ/s400/n0555.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;rezeki &lt;a href="http://www.byannerafei.com/"&gt;byannerafei&lt;/a&gt; untuk minggu ini.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alhamdulillah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for the support!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/16790992-6473763151498850530?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6473763151498850530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=6473763151498850530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6473763151498850530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6473763151498850530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/12/555.html' title='555'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kom-mudcX5I/Sq6tWXCmipI/AAAAAAAAAtM/8N4KAzRb_EQ/s72-c/n0555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3621944302950789466</id><published>2011-12-01T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:58:16.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasoning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the more i thought about "early retirement" from my work, the more reasoning i need to do.  haih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok..  why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)  i wanna be with my kids.  well, yes ok.  i can still be with my kids though i'm working. i've been working for the past 8 years, with my kids sent to babysitter.  that's the catch!  my kids are sent to babysitter.  shouldn't they be with me?  oh well..  i'm the mother.  i need to do the needful.  ok.  if i'm working i'd be able to provide more than necessities to them.  but think about this..  adam is going to turn 8 soon.  should he still be at babysitter's house up till he's 12?  oh come on!  alesya is growing.  shouldn't she be with me?  ok..  disturbed mind.  cant think of reconciliation to this reason; at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2)  i'm tired at work.  yes, true.  i understand my boss needs me.  she loves me.  she's my "baby".  but there are times when i came home, and i'm already exhausted.  one, for the amount of work.  two, for the mentally challenging work i have in the office.  i have never thought HR could be as hard as i've been going through.  i've always thought HR would be the best platform for me.  4 years in HR division proved to me that, what i have been seeing are only the overview of what a HR personnel does in an office.  what i've been going through is sometimes, a hell of a work place.  you're the most hatred person.  you're the most loved person -- when one needs help.  people goes silent when you walk into the lounge and you'll notice that the topic has changed to cooking - suddenly.  when one news reaches HR office, you'll be the first person to be blamed, when you (me in this situation), never knew of such news existence neither had the thought of conveying any messages - should there be any.  and one would either ignore your friend request, or block you, or added then remove you in FB!  kejam!!!!  conveying exclusive news to HR director is one of my job descriptions.  and for the past 4 years, i have never had marks more than 3.  tiga tu pun markah kesian for no news had been kepohci from me.  mmm..  this reason sounds personal...  truth is, i'm tired with the mental and psychology challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3)  i'm tired to think right now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;will think some more later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nite-nite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-3621944302950789466?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3621944302950789466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3621944302950789466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3621944302950789466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3621944302950789466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/12/reasoning.html' title='Reasoning'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3827363798235938678</id><published>2011-11-27T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:57:11.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinema day</title><content type='html'>We started the day with swimming cancelled. Grab some nasik lemak, ate at home, get prepared and off we went to Caps Square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time we were there was to watch kungfu panda 2. That was the only cinema that has available seats for KP2. But still, as second timer, we were round and round in finding the parking. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with tin tin. Alesya slept half way through. Well..  That was part of the plan so that we can watch the movie peacefully. Tintin was fun. Adam enjoyed it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we continued with happy feet 2. This time around we had Alesya as Gloria's backing singer - if you know what I mean. Hehe...  It was more of a musical movie. We did'nt enjoy it as much as the first one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie ended, we went for zohor prayer and then to secret recipe for lunch. Up again for asar and continued with puss in boots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up for puss!!  We had so much fun watching it. Alesya was once again slept during half of the movie - that's a blessing, actually. Hehe...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again to surau for maghrib before heading home. Caps Square, if you ask me, has nothing except for empty shops. But both me and Made would really want to do this again. We managed to spend the whole day with the kids. We did'nt miss a prayer - alhamdulillah. And there was not so many people. First thought of it - scary. But then we thought, it's better than having have lots of people and you get so stressed up be in a pool of people. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun day!!  &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-CCmbJz-QImc/TtIysYxVMkI/AAAAAAAACN0/PDLiDWLfguE/s640/blogger-image--277347261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-CCmbJz-QImc/TtIysYxVMkI/AAAAAAAACN0/PDLiDWLfguE/s640/blogger-image--277347261.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-3827363798235938678?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3827363798235938678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3827363798235938678&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3827363798235938678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3827363798235938678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/cinema-day.html' title='Cinema day'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-CCmbJz-QImc/TtIysYxVMkI/AAAAAAAACN0/PDLiDWLfguE/s72-c/blogger-image--277347261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7160648296394162980</id><published>2011-11-21T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:31:38.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic monday</title><content type='html'>First half of the day i feel that my tudung made me looked like a cekodok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second half of the day i think, it looked like a lepat pisang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok!  Fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, i know i cant deny the fact that today, the whole day, my look was nothing but selebet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F4nCuWifacc/TsoaTLTGaqI/AAAAAAAACMY/zCjODGG2oBg/s640/blogger-image--814893574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F4nCuWifacc/TsoaTLTGaqI/AAAAAAAACMY/zCjODGG2oBg/s640/blogger-image--814893574.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-7160648296394162980?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F4nCuWifacc/TsoaTLTGaqI/AAAAAAAACMY/zCjODGG2oBg/s72-c/blogger-image--814893574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-2160486091239362306</id><published>2011-11-17T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:28:53.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duit seratus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adalah a catch semata-mata!  sebab nak suh mak bapak pegi amik report cards anak.  kehkehkeh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was shy-shy cat la at first nak pegi amik duit tu.  i have no obvious reason.  ntah.  rasa segan aje.  then i was convinced by friends and kak an had a very solid reason:  "ntah-ntah dia nak bagi report card.  dah cuti sekolah dah kan?".  i had a thought and i went and it was so true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ramai kawan-kawan adam dah balik by the time saya sampai.  terjumpa pulak sorang lagi kawan sekolah saya.  lepas tu jumpa lagi sorang kawan.  huih..  rasa glamer sungguhlah makcik sorang ni.  hahahahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bila review report card adam cikgu kata the followings:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)  adam ni ok dalam kelas.  tapi fokus dia cepat hilang.  after a while, dia mula la buat kerja dia sendiri.  tapi dia faham apa cikgu ajar.  bila dia tak faham, dia tanya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--- macam mana eh nak kekalkan fokus budak adam ni?  but the fact that he understood what the teacher taught, i rasa sedap hati jugaklah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2)  lepas beberapa bulan, baru saya perasan rupanya dia ni tak berapa faham bahasa malaysia.  kalau cakap pun dia selalu cakap bahasa inggeris.  bila saya cakap dengan cikgu bahasa inggeris dia, cikgu tu kata dia takde masalah bila bercakap dengan adam.  then saya taulah.  rupanya dia tak faham apa saya cakap.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--- one point, i felt like crying.  proud pun ada.  one another point, i felt like, alamak...  language effect his concentration?  perhaps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3)  dengan kawan-kawan dia pun, dia cakap bahasa inggeris.  kadang-kadang ada kawan dia tak faham dia cakap.  itu yang kadang-kadang saya nampak dia main sorang-sorang aje. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--- alahai..  sian anak mama.  this point, saya memang rasa nak masukkan adam kat iskl.  er..  ssu sudahlah kot...  sob!  sob!  sob!      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4)  peratusan dia bagus puan.  sekolah ni lain sikit peratusan dia.  kita ambil average, first semester combine dengan second semester.  sebab kita nak menilai student selama  setahun pembelajaran dia.  ada pelajar yang bagus first semester, tapi tak berapa bagus second semester.  jadi for next year kita tak stream kelas pelajar untuk tahun depan.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--- alhamdulillah.  peratusan adam adalah A.  overal standing pun not bad.  kalo masuk grouping, masuk lagi group pertama.  syukur sangat-sangat...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5)  ini duit seratus puan ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--- er..  terima kasih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adakah adam masih layak untuk mendapatkan iPad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kita tungggggguuuuuuuuuuuuu.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-2160486091239362306?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2160486091239362306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=2160486091239362306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2160486091239362306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2160486091239362306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/duit-seratus.html' title='duit seratus'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8503349970038411554</id><published>2011-11-15T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:12:01.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matematik oleh cikgu ammar farhan</title><content type='html'>"mama, ammar ada soalan untuk mama"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ok"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"berapa seratus campur dua puluh empat?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"seratus dua puluh empat"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"wah..  hebatlah mama...  cepat betul mama kira"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--  both me and made chuckled.  felt proud tho.  but that was a question from a 6 years old kiddo okeh...   layan la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ok mama.  ada ni soalan susah.  berapa tiga ratus campur tiga puluh lima?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"er..  tiga ratus tiga puluh lima?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"eh..  betul lagi la mama.  mama ni memang pandai matematiklah...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- ok.  proud again...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ok mama.  ni soalan yang sangat susah.  sangat-sangat susah tau mama.  berapa tujuh ratus campur tujuh puluh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"tujuh ratus tujuh puluh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"alah mama ni.. macam mana mama kira?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- this time around, both made and me laughed out loud.  we expected the question to be like tujuh ratus lima puluh lapan campur enam puluh sembilan or anything that would need me to take out the calculator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budak ammar ni memang kelakar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/16790992-8503349970038411554?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8503349970038411554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8503349970038411554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Clap! Clap! Clap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few years back, saya penah jugak buat. Tapiiiii.....  Time buat tu saya memang ngek. Resepi suh letak jus pandan. Saya letak pewarna hijau. Sebabnya, saya macam blur bila baca jus pandan tu. Tak terfikir pun tang blend daun pandan untuk dapat jus. Duk fikir mana nak beli aje..  Sudahnya........  As predicted la kan..  Masuk hijau, kuar pun hijaula. Makan hari la jugak "hasil" hijau tu.  Ngeri seh tengok toilet bowl waktu tu. Hahaha...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebaru ni, masa tokbaq meninggal tu, mak suh mintak daun pandan dari makcik pah. Ehhh...  Takdela saya amik daun pandan dari bantal kepala tokbaq tuuu...  Ada balance makcik pah bagi. Dua helai saya buat nasik lemak. Sambil duk pandang daun yang berhelai-helai lagi tu, teringat kat onde-onde. Ha...  Itu yang menjadik tu..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah onde-onde saya. Comel macam saya kan?  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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5172377531317387585</id><published>2011-11-13T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:12:12.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nekad!</title><content type='html'>planning in progress..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supports pouring in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;head held high..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mathematical projections..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;implementation due in few months..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doakan saya!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5172377531317387585?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-9068149227106399494</id><published>2011-11-11T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:51:17.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tokbaq</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tokbaq passed away peacefully yesterday afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i didn't realize along's calls and made's phone was at home.  i got the message at about 1pm as i reached for my phone to pick up adam from school.  blunder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alhamdulillah, we were given enough time to pay respect, recite do'a and look at his dearly face for the last time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tokbaq is mak's father.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tokbaq and nenek lives in puchong.  they moved from dungun couple of years ago.  that morning, hakimi took care of them before left for school.  then came nadhirah.  tokbaq had a fall in the toilet that made nadhirah called her big brother, hafeezhat.  on his lap that tokbaq had had his last breath.  alhamdulillah, hafeezhat managed to quide tokbaq recited his last kalimah syahadah.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tokbaq was laid to rest after asar.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was completely a family affair.   i praise Allah for His gift to my dear family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;moga arwah tokbaq dicucuri rahmat dan tenang disisiNya.  amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;al-fatihah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-9068149227106399494?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/9068149227106399494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=9068149227106399494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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He is loving it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day for mama making vanilla cupcakes with choc ganache on top. Nak buat choc melt tak sure macam mana..  Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First er...  Pre-first lah kot(?) for alesya with ayah in the swimming class too.  Next week baru consider first class, kata instructor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I like about Adam when he enjoys something?  He'll smile while doing it..  It has been half an hour of his class, and he is still smiling.  &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rFvWnIu5WiY/TrT_sfX5FlI/AAAAAAAACKY/HtPUyXgTsgg/s640/blogger-image-365548290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rFvWnIu5WiY/TrT_sfX5FlI/AAAAAAAACKY/HtPUyXgTsgg/s640/blogger-image-365548290.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-2431082702279040005?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2431082702279040005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=2431082702279040005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2431082702279040005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2431082702279040005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-of-everything.html' title='First of everything'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rFvWnIu5WiY/TrT_sfX5FlI/AAAAAAAACKY/HtPUyXgTsgg/s72-c/blogger-image-365548290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8053033434840765326</id><published>2011-11-04T12:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T12:37:42.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frust lah..</title><content type='html'>"mama, saya dapat nombor 18"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mama, next year saya 2 cempaka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patut ke rasa frust?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni yang nak sangat duk umah ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i havent received the report card. Tengok la peratusan dia macam mana nanti. If there's increment, he's in a good boat. Otherwise, kena study hard sikitlah next year. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-8053033434840765326?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8053033434840765326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8053033434840765326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8053033434840765326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8053033434840765326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/frust-lah.html' title='Frust lah..'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4610228854420764096</id><published>2011-11-03T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:32:52.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masih menunggu</title><content type='html'>Saya nak duk umah la..  Jaga anak, kemas-kemas, bake dengan senang hati.  Teringin benar dah ni...  Kalah orang pregnant mengidam eh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi monthly expenses tu tak contra lagi. Camno tu..  Plan dah cantek. Tapi ada aje yang melintang. Haih!  Nak air fryer la, vacuum cleaner la, nak bikin rumahla.  Macam-macam hajat kalau ikut hati ni tau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi sembang dengan mak.  She plans to being uwan to KL. Saya pulak yang excited dengar. Berdetik jugak dalam hati, kalau saya ada kat umah, boleh la saya nak bawak uwan and/or ma duk umah saya seminggu dua. Sekarang ni, sapa pulak nak jaga makan minum dia. Kami anak beranak pun makan mana sempat aje. Takan nak layan nenek dengan mak mertua gitu kot.  Jatuhla saham. Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month punya baking project, alhamdulillah - nampak progress. Kena perdalam ilmu lagi ni. I've put aside the money that i got from my baking. Bukanla profit. Tapi bila tengok account tu, tersenyum la jugak tengok hasil tangan sendiri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengoklah..  Insya Allah ada rezeki dan berkat doa, makbul la jugak permintaan saya ni kot..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-4610228854420764096?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4610228854420764096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4610228854420764096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4610228854420764096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4610228854420764096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/11/masih-menunggu.html' title='Masih menunggu'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-2135203755272480464</id><published>2011-11-01T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T19:03:40.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dah jumpa handphone!!</title><content type='html'>alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ce teka kat mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dibawah buku ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ce baca tajuk dia... sesuwaiiii kan????!!!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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Now, kereta la pulak...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i reached my destination and my mind was still on the phone.  where could it be?  i remember looking at the phone and i saw the battery has 44% to dead end.  so i should have enough until i recharge it in the office the next day.  but how come it was off?  made called kak ti, and she said there was no sign of my phone.    alah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hairul called me and said he's free to check on the car.  so we went.  i showed him the indicator and the blink-blink i had.  next 15 minutes, we spent on trying to find the unlock button for the bonnet!!!  siap bukak car manual book okeh?!!  so you out there..  101 lesson is to find your car front bonnet's button.  do not assume everything is under the pilot's chair or on the dashboard.  from the manual we learnt that my car's bonnet button is at the co-pilot's door.  hebat!  hebat!  kereta perancis ni memang hebat!!!!  as hairul trying to open the bonnet, he saw a cap.  a cap to what, everybody?  YES!!!  the cap for the coolant.  my dearest husband has forgotten to cap it back after he poured half a bottle of spritzer mineral water into the coolant bottle (or whatever it may be called)yesterday.  at this point, i tell you; i'm half exhausted thinking of what's going to happen next.  but syukran jazeelan that we found the cap and the coolant indicator did not make any noise when i drove off to pick up adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;later, i was late to pick up adam.  there was an accident along ulu kelang highway and one stupid honda drove at 30km/h on the fast lane.  ntah apa yang dia syok sangat bawak keta sebegitu lembab di kala orang nak cepat ni.  i arrived adam's school about 10 minutes later than my usual time.  adam's first question was "mama..  why were you late?".  no appropriate answer for now.  then he showed me his next two results.  english dapat A.  bahasa arab dapat B.  ok.  there goes his chance in getting and iPad.  he was frustrated.  sian anak mama..  well...  as i was speaking to made just now, we probably will still buy him an iPad kot.  kesian dekat dia duduk kat rumah opah tu takde entertainment.  kalau ada budak sama baya tak pelah jugak. anyhow, we'll think more about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;started my second half for my with a call from a colleague asking me to check on the tax payment that i made for the sub teachers back in june, july this year.  apparently there was a hick up and we might have to pay penalty.  adoh!!!!!!!!  i didn't look at the files immediately.  and i hoping for the payment had be made and there was a mistake in the account.  nak mengadap bos lagi..  at that moment, i lost count of my adoi already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thought on handphone came again.  sayangnya gambar-gambar alesya and adam...  mmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then i received a phone call. that time, i was.. "ok.. apa lagi ni?"  this colleague is submitting the teacher's absence list.  despite emailing it to me, she asked the dispatch to hand carry and told me that the signed copy will reach me on wednesday.  i told her, an email will do.  after the boss has signed it, then only she can pass the listing the me, in hard copy.  her argument was "nanti u nak tengok hardcopy".  haloo!  how stupid can you be?  i cannot print from the email lah??  ahhhh fine..  suka hati kaulah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i did this and that, then i thought, might as well check the tax file now and report it to my boss.  i checked and double checked and i was at fault. ya allah! beratnya dugaan untuk hari ni.  i was trying to find the courage to talk to my boss when she told me that she has a closed door meeting and please do not disturb.  and i saw the meeting attendees, i could sense her tense!  alamak......  till the end of my working hours, i was not able to catch her.  she was still in a tensed meeting as i walked out of the office door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the traffic was building up in front of the school so i took jalan belakang and exit at the china embassy. i made a u-turn and yes, i know the lampu was red.  and this honda (or toyota) memula macam nak bagi masuk, tak alih lepas tu nak marah-marah and showed me the red light.  kecohlah lu apek!!!  lu nak jalan, jalan ajelahhhhhh..  lu pun potong jalan orang lain, nak cakap banyak.  ok.  panas hati part ke...  mmmm..  berapa ntah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;arrived melawati to send alin's parcel.  singgah the stationery shop to get the bubble envelope.  first budak kedai tu tak paham apa menda bubble envelope.  second, i requested for the right size to fit in the kotak, dia boleh mendengus pulak.  alahai dek.......  i've had enough dah ni dek....   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now, address dapat, poskod pulak takde.  so i thought, the people in the post office would be able to assist.  after all, they are working in the POST OFFICE kan?  i got to pinjam the manual poskod book, carik punya carik, takde pulak jalan dr. nazrin shah.  hish!  i asked the guy at the poslaju counter, "saya carik poskod jalan dr. nazrin shah, takde.  can u help me?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"saya boleh carik poskod aje kak, nama jalan saya tak tau"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"yelah.. saya ada nama jalan.  she's staying at the impiana hotel.  but i do not have her postcode"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"call la dia"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"she didn't know neither.  she is not a local"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"saya tak boleh tolonglah kak"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bodoh eh?  rasa nak lempang aje budak itu.  bukan ko keje kat POST OFFICE?  bukan ko boleh check online ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pemalas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i made the decision as i said "she needs the parcel urgently, you tell me what postcode do you want me to fill in?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"akak letak ajelah 30000"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;see..... seeeeeee......  he can give me a number.  and as i glanced back at the postcode book, perak punya poskod starts with 30xxx.  so he basically has an idea and he could have suggested to me rather than boiled up the angry birds inside me.  kan???  ok.............  the charge was rm7.30.  i gave him rm50.  i heard the "huh".  i have the precise rm7.30, but for that guy, lantak kau lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i picked up the kids.  oh!  lupa nak cerita.  lepas pick up adam from school tadi, dia mengadu gigi sakit.  gigi is up to cabut already.  and 2 gigi.  hahaha..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;parked kereta.  masuk rumah.  lock everything.  started the washing machine.  then i told adam, "can you look after adik for me?  i want to search for my phone".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ok mama..  i'll help you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;first, the nearest pillow.  raba-raba.  takde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;second, the side of the bed.  again.  handphone takde.  rm100 ada.  duit si ad la kot.  ok.  rezeki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;third, i saw cecelia ahern's story book.  my thought - bila pulak aku baca buku ni.  i lifted it up and.....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tadaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my phone!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alhamdulillah!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now i'm hungry.  baru perasan makan roti aje pagi tadi.  letih memikirkan nasib badan.  ok.  now nak makan, mandi, solat, bersyukur + berdoa panjang sikit hari ni, and tido.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now, i am COMPLETELY exhausted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.exhausted.com/wp-content/gallery/exhausted-pets/sleepy-bear.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 321px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;u think my day has settled?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;no!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as i finished typing, published my post, getting ready to step into the toilet.  azan maghrib berkumandang.  and i have not solat asar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok..  i want my bantal, and i want to sleep.  i dont want anything to happen on october 31, 2011 anymore.  nope. nope.  i'm done.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i want to sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but i'm hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aloh....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-7691453087089169616?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7691453087089169616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7691453087089169616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7691453087089169616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7691453087089169616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-day_31.html' title='what a DAY!'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-6736191102832895808</id><published>2011-10-26T23:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T23:41:26.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm soooooooooooooo into baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dont ask me to cook.  i'm not a good cook.  siang ikan pun saya tak reti.  potong bawang ok sikit.  nama ikan fel.  saya tak pandai letak garam dalam masakan.  and the list will go on and on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but i love to bake.  depends ada masa atau takde aje..  most of the time, ada aje masa tu.  hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ni saya sangat-sangat suka hati sebab saya dah pandai (sikit) smooth kan icing on the cake.  jenuh tengok youtube dan baca tips sana sini.  alhamdulillah...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ha..  tengoklah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5AUBAiaELo/TqgpLqs0IUI/AAAAAAAACHQ/clwqANvHow0/s320/cakes26.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667825411463323970" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cantikkan?  hahahahha...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;because of this baking interest, made bagi saya kata dua.  nak jual tupperware atau nak jual cake.  so, as you can see... i'm no longer selling tupperware.  kalo nak kek dalam tupperware boleh...  hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jemputlah ke &lt;a href="http://www.byannerafei.com/"&gt;byannerafei.com&lt;/a&gt; untuk maklumat lanjut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-6736191102832895808?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6736191102832895808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=6736191102832895808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6736191102832895808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6736191102832895808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-soooooooooooooo-into-baking.html' title='i&apos;m soooooooooooooo into baking'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5AUBAiaELo/TqgpLqs0IUI/AAAAAAAACHQ/clwqANvHow0/s72-c/cakes26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3455089908238916649</id><published>2011-10-25T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:35:14.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>standby mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85vTaBPuukg/TRLXg_H0jkI/AAAAAAAABk0/jm0a_-ENYvc/s1600/MB127_001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85vTaBPuukg/TRLXg_H0jkI/AAAAAAAABk0/jm0a_-ENYvc/s1600/MB127_001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni dapat lagi exam papers adam.  another 2 As in hand.  another 2 papers to go..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, mama &amp;amp; ayah kena standby pecah tabung ayam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wohooooooo......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-3455089908238916649?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3455089908238916649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3455089908238916649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3455089908238916649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3455089908238916649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/standby-mode.html' title='standby mode'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85vTaBPuukg/TRLXg_H0jkI/AAAAAAAABk0/jm0a_-ENYvc/s72-c/MB127_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8151598699714815775</id><published>2011-10-24T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:37:20.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two As</title><content type='html'>Adam excitedly showed me his exam papers as soon as he got into the car today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2As as at today and he's in the running of an iPad. Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam asked me just now, "Mama, if I have all A's but only one B, how?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You get two rotans"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even if I have all other A's?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aup"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alah.....  If I have all F?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll be sleeping in the toilet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alah..  Worst!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...  &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WJj2bwp7haI/TqT8YXA1DyI/AAAAAAAACF8/LjFIVT7SV4s/s640/blogger-image-354486715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WJj2bwp7haI/TqT8YXA1DyI/AAAAAAAACF8/LjFIVT7SV4s/s640/blogger-image-354486715.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kuat beno gamaknya bunyi kipas kat umah saya eh....  hehehe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-8151598699714815775?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8151598699714815775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8151598699714815775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8151598699714815775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8151598699714815775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/two.html' title='Two As'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WJj2bwp7haI/TqT8YXA1DyI/AAAAAAAACF8/LjFIVT7SV4s/s72-c/blogger-image-354486715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3500649862443898659</id><published>2011-10-22T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T00:31:13.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opah bercerita...</title><content type='html'>Baru-baru ni Opah bercerita pasal ada mamat naik motor cuba nak mencuri barang depan umah dia di tengahari buta. Mujur budak-budak ni nampak and alerted her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, dia cerita pulak pasal neighbour dia yang kena rompak waktu hujan lebat. Jiran dia tengah bukak pagar, datang orang tanya alamat.  Rupa-rupanya orang tu nak merompak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu dia sambung lagi cerita ada orang curi kereta anak saudara neighbour dia yang datang beraya. Pagi dalam pukul 2, dia perasan beberapa orang tolak kereta anak sedara tu, tapi dia tak dela fikir apa-apa. Besoknya, baru dia tau cerita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang saya ketakutan. Berdebar-debar sentiasa bila balik dari keje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang mereka ni pun, apa yang seronok sangat mencuri dan merompak tu?  Dahlah menyusahkan orang. Tambah dosa lagi. Hishhhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi heran eh...  Used car berlambak-lambak tu, tanak pulak dia curi. Kenderaan yang orang nak pakai tu la yang dia nak aim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah!  Mintak dijauhkanlah daripada dugaan yang  sebegini.  Amin..&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ktKIGS1NpJo/TqGeUMaRBDI/AAAAAAAACFs/lBOOHIJHT2k/s640/blogger-image-1094057226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ktKIGS1NpJo/TqGeUMaRBDI/AAAAAAAACFs/lBOOHIJHT2k/s640/blogger-image-1094057226.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-3500649862443898659?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3500649862443898659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3500649862443898659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3500649862443898659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3500649862443898659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/opah-bercerita.html' title='Opah bercerita...'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ktKIGS1NpJo/TqGeUMaRBDI/AAAAAAAACFs/lBOOHIJHT2k/s72-c/blogger-image-1094057226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3964644557634251563</id><published>2011-10-20T05:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T05:48:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Len macam</title><content type='html'>Eh...  Snooze button dah lain??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...  Bila pulak ada download reminder dengan video application ni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...  Apasal gamba jadik macam besar aje ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...  Mana pegi facebook??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhhhhhhh!!!!!  Sudah upgrade iOs5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe...&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-x2J6IiHmqBc/Tp9Fkp8fOwI/AAAAAAAACFk/sqORSQjXRR0/s640/blogger-image-141096199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-x2J6IiHmqBc/Tp9Fkp8fOwI/AAAAAAAACFk/sqORSQjXRR0/s640/blogger-image-141096199.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-3964644557634251563?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3964644557634251563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3964644557634251563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3964644557634251563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3964644557634251563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/len-macam.html' title='Len macam'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-x2J6IiHmqBc/Tp9Fkp8fOwI/AAAAAAAACFk/sqORSQjXRR0/s72-c/blogger-image-141096199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4186669897559706825</id><published>2011-10-18T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:14:51.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a deal!</title><content type='html'>Mama:  if you got all A's in your final exam, we'll buy you an iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam:  alahhhh.... What if I have 1 B?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama:  then you get only the iPhone cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam:  alah!  Only?  If 2 B's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama:  i'll bring you to the chicken rice shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam:  yay!!  I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak!  Salah offer la pulakkk...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/16790992-4186669897559706825?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4186669897559706825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4186669897559706825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4186669897559706825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4186669897559706825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-deal.html' title='it&apos;s a deal!'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8076931653383758107</id><published>2011-10-17T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:17:04.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's my mother too..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://drmaza.com/home/wp-content/berdoa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 204px;" src="http://drmaza.com/home/wp-content/berdoa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We spent last weekend in the Gleneagles &lt;s&gt;Resort &lt;/s&gt;Medical Centre.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kids are getting better and now mama pulak terbatuk-batuk.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were admitted since Thursday after having fever for quite a while.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Doc believed they were having the same viral fever but were attacked differently.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Adam on his lung and Alesya on her big round tummy.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hehe..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We were ready to pack up and go home when I suddenly had a text message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;my mom dah x de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A simple text and yet the impact was hard.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was from Ayu, a good friend from my primary years.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The memory started to reminisce. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;She, knew I like soto.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And will without fail had me on her mind whenever she has a pot of soto on her kitchen top. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She, cared about me and she knew where had I been, what had I been doing – without seeing me for a while.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;She, is Ayu’s mother. &lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Makcik passed away peacefully yesterday at about 3pm dan telah selamat dikebumikan selepas Maghrib semalam juga.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Now, I feel ralat sebab, this year; somehow I didn’t go to her house for hari raya.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her house is a must in our Hari Raya visiting list.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tapi entah..&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kenapa tak sampai… &lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bukannya jauh pun.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ralat jugak sebab every now and then, bila balik dari AEON or whenever I pass through her house, I had the thought of visiting her, but yet..&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I kept on procrastinating.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And yesterday, I did visit her, but when I can no longer salam and bergurau senda.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can no longer have a taste of her cooking.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can no longer feel her warmth and motherly cares.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I am missing Makcik already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ayu, whenever you’re reading this, it’s not you alone dear…&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I lost a mother; she is like my mother too…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You take care Ayu, dear..&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And Makcik, semoga Allah tempatkan Makcik di sisiNya dan di tempatkan bersama mereka yang disayangiNya.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amin.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Al-fatihah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-8076931653383758107?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8076931653383758107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8076931653383758107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8076931653383758107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8076931653383758107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/shes-my-mother-too.html' title='she&apos;s my mother too..'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4195717613840112804</id><published>2011-10-12T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T07:08:00.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kenapa tak doa panjang jodoh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlzZq3l38YM/Tiao6qmw8aI/AAAAAAAADMY/UXLqhSJSpUc/s1600/tumblr_lihcqnOx8N1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlzZq3l38YM/Tiao6qmw8aI/AAAAAAAADMY/UXLqhSJSpUc/s1600/tumblr_lihcqnOx8N1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada orang tanya soalan gitu lepas saya post &lt;a href="http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/jodoh-kita.html"&gt;jodoh kita&lt;/a&gt;.  macam mana nak kata eh...  mmm..  ginilah ye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dulu masa saya bercinta dengan first love saya, kami kejap putus, kejap sambung.  masa tu, saya selalu doa minta panjangkan jodoh saya dengan dia.  sebab first love ma... mestilah sayang lebih...  lepas putus cinta pun, dia masih baik dengan saya.  dia masih ambil berat pasal saya.  dia berbangga dengan kawan-kawan, malahan dengan isterinya juga; yang saya ni first love dia.  bangga kan?  tapi kami tak penah berpeluang to build up another relationship.  bila lihat kehidupan dia sekarang,  saya rasa bersyukur dengan ketentuan Illahi.  dia aktif berpersatuan, merokok (maaf kata), selalu beraktiviti dengan kawan-kawan.   saya ni pulak pasif dan manja.  saya tak rasa saya boleh coop dengan lifestyle yang macam tu. so i made a conclusion.  Allah dengar permintaan saya.  Dia panjangkan jodohkan saya, tapi saya takkan dapat bersatu dengan dia tapi persahabatan saya dengan dia masih berkekalan.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok.  settle satu kisah.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lepas tu saya bercinta dengan bekas tunang saya.  ok.. in between adalah lelaki lain ok..  tapi macam cinta monyet gitulah...  ala.. macam la you all takde...  elehhhh...  :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya bercinta dengan dia 5 tahun. dah bertunang bagai.  tapi tak juga sampai berkahwin.  sama juga dengan first love tadi, saya selalu berdoa panjangkanlah jodoh saya dengan dia ni.  kami pernah putus sekejap dan keadaan saya adalah horrible.  berkat doa, dia kembali tapi, saya rasa tak serasi lagi.  kami berusaha, tapi tak menjadi juga.  sekali lagi, pelamin anganku musnah.  saya rasa ada juga kebaikannya untuk kami tidak bersama.  sebabnya?  er..  biar ajelah saya yang tahu.  hehehehe..  berbanding first love saya, yang ni ketegaq, hati batu sikit.  tak nak berhubung langsung.  marah benar la agaknya kat saya.  tapi takdir Tuhan tu menjadikan teknologi sebagai mode of communication.  apa orang sekarang panggil?  facebook?  ha..  itulah dia...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so when i met made, saya rasa takut nak berdoa panjangkan jodoh saya dengan dia.  mula-mula ada jugak.  lepas kawin, saya fikir..  jodoh ni ketentuan Yang Maha Esa.  jika kataNya habis, putuslah kita.  apa yang penting untuk saya adalah rumahtangga yang dirahmati dan diberkatiNya.  apa yang saya mahu adalah kesejahteraan dan kebahagiaan rumahtangga saya.  saya rasa itu lebih penting.  kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is my thought, my personal thought; Allah dengar setiap permintaan hambaNya.  jadi bila saya berdoa minta dipanjangkan jodoh, Dia makbulkan.  tapi kita hanya merancang, Dia yang menentukan.  Dia panjangkan jodoh saya, tapi at the same time, Dia menduga saya.  in a way, wanting to tell me, "jodoh itu pilihan saya dan adalah doa saya, tapi bukan yang terbaik untuk saya".  jadi Dia berikan saya pilihan.  dan saya yang menentukan pilihan saya.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pendapat saya mungkin tak sama dengan you all.  i appreciate the feedback and i value the advise that was sent in.  rasa sangat disayangi gitu..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-4195717613840112804?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4195717613840112804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4195717613840112804&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4195717613840112804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4195717613840112804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/kenapa-tak-doa-panjang-jodoh.html' title='kenapa tak doa panjang jodoh?'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlzZq3l38YM/Tiao6qmw8aI/AAAAAAAADMY/UXLqhSJSpUc/s72-c/tumblr_lihcqnOx8N1qdbbywo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1698666831048482920</id><published>2011-10-10T07:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:53:57.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terjemahan versi Adam</title><content type='html'>"Mama, next week I have kepujian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hah?!! Kepujian tu apa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kepujian lah. Examination"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh!!!  Ujianlah...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RfnqbRrrV7A/TpI0FJSvaHI/AAAAAAAACFc/NGbfjzO7Pjw/s640/blogger-image-1049854172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RfnqbRrrV7A/TpI0FJSvaHI/AAAAAAAACFc/NGbfjzO7Pjw/s640/blogger-image-1049854172.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-1698666831048482920?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1698666831048482920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1698666831048482920&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1698666831048482920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1698666831048482920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/terjemahan-versi-adam.html' title='Terjemahan versi Adam'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RfnqbRrrV7A/TpI0FJSvaHI/AAAAAAAACFc/NGbfjzO7Pjw/s72-c/blogger-image-1049854172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4033952997158220501</id><published>2011-10-09T07:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T07:54:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mak is 58!</title><content type='html'>Semalam birthday mak. Hari Jumaat confirm sudah mak retire. Bengang aje dia bila PM announced retirement age naik 60 tahun. Hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takpelah mak...  Nanti boleh duduk umah jaga cucu eh?  Boleh gaduh-gaduh manja dengan bapak. Okeh?  Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam takde la celebrate apa sangat. Bawak mak makan kat chicken rice shop aje. Hajat nak ke cozy. Tapi for sure la nanti cucu-cucu dia tak reti nak makan apa. Nak kata perut melayu, ok aje kalo makan mekdi. Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there, at one point tu, mak nak ke watson. Saya temanlah. Nak dijadikan cerita, cashier tu bersembang pulak dengan kawan dia yang datang beli barang. Lepas tu entertain pulak customer yang datang lepas kami. Marahla ini orang sebelah saya. And she commented "kalau staff mak, siaplah kena ni". I couldnt bring myself to say anything. I wanted to tambah garam a bit. But another part of me said "mak ni lupa gamaknya dia dah takde staff". Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or could she be in denial?  Hahahahaha...  Najib la niii....  Lambat sangat buat announcement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday mak!!  Best wishes &amp; many happy returns :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was browsing my photo album in this phone I realized I did not have much pics of mak. So, hows this picture?  Cantekkan mak saya?  Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CwSKY-KSk2g/TpDirF9Le8I/AAAAAAAACFY/Aw70OWJq9Oc/s640/blogger-image-444505400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CwSKY-KSk2g/TpDirF9Le8I/AAAAAAAACFY/Aw70OWJq9Oc/s640/blogger-image-444505400.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-4033952997158220501?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4033952997158220501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4033952997158220501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4033952997158220501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4033952997158220501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/semalam-birthday-mak.html' title='Mak is 58!'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CwSKY-KSk2g/TpDirF9Le8I/AAAAAAAACFY/Aw70OWJq9Oc/s72-c/blogger-image-444505400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7397744325166421449</id><published>2011-10-08T08:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T08:58:20.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bercanda bersama adam &amp; alesya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was on leave yesterday as opah had to bring her daughter for a minor surgery.  i didn't want to spend the day in the house.  it'll be boring.  so i brought them out.  me alone and the kids.  and i survived!! yay!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;both me and alesya went out at 11.45am to pick up adam from school.  from there, we went ahead to klcc.  adam wanted to buy toys.  a'ah.. macam dah takde toys kat umah..  i told adam.  if - we couldn't find any parking, we have to adjourn to another shopping mall.  GE mall &amp;amp; ikea was listed.  after 10 minutes we got a very nice parking.  right in front of the entrance door at P2. horey!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rupanya ada isetan members' sale.  patutlah parking penuh!  i told adam that i need to top up the touch and go card.  then we can go round and round and wherever he wants to go.  first stop was at the swatch shop.  adam has been wanting to buy a watch.  orang dah pandai tengok jam ni kan..  so i thought, oklah.  after all, dia kena jugak ada jam some day.  bought one watch for him then we went to marks &amp;amp; spenser to get some cookies.  thinking that we arrived during lunch hour thus, most food restaurants would be full.  true enough that we have to wait for another 40-45 minutes to get into chillis.  so...  toys-r-us we went.  nothing in braunbuffel that interest me, though they were having a 50% sales after 3 years.  nothing in mothercare too.  except for the moist tissue that later i found another one hidden nicely in alesya's bag.  we arrived chillis after 45 minutes.  i thought the kids were hungry so i ordered such a huge meal.  completely forgotten that they had 2 bags of cookies.  adoi!          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alesya was all wet.  air botol sudah tumpah atas stroller.  baju semua basah.  lucky i brought an extra baju.  tapi nak carik kids' changing room susahnya la..  ada satu aje kat concourse level.  bertuah betul.  nasib baik selesa.  then off we go..  adam ada sekolah agama pulak lepas tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tadi dalam keta dah tukar baju nak ke klcc.  now tukar baju nak ke sekolah agama pulak.  best kan keta i?  boleh jadik bilik salin baju lagi.  hahah..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;belum kuar parking klcc lagi, alesya dah tidur.  alhamdulillah.  tak meragam langsung.  tak merengek.  tak mintak dokong.  makan elok aje.  tak melompat-lompat.  ok, lepas ni kita gi jalan-jalan lagi eh dik?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;singgah tuttifruti, then to al-manar.  sampai dah awal sangat.  tapi budak adam sibuk nak turun.  sebab apa?  sebab dia nak bagitau kawan-kawan dia dia sampai awal.  haha..  tapi sebenarnya dia nak show off jam baru dia.  hahahahahaha..  bertuah betul! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;soon after, aireil &amp;amp; kak an sampai.  orang lain takde, so kami pegi lepak fullhouse, wangsa walk.  minum-minum, kul 7pm baru balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;begitulah kisah saya dan anak-anak di hari cuti saya.  best jugak eh lepak dengan budak-budak ni.  selagi tak buat hal ok lah.  bila dia dah buat perangai tu, rasa nak kerat 14 je hati ni.  hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p81yiy2HifE/To-gKwR9h-I/AAAAAAAACFQ/xl0-k1BGQeA/s640/blogger-image-472160616.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p81yiy2HifE/To-gKwR9h-I/AAAAAAAACFQ/xl0-k1BGQeA/s640/blogger-image-472160616.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-7397744325166421449?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7397744325166421449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7397744325166421449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7397744325166421449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7397744325166421449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/bercanda-bersama-adam-alesya.html' title='bercanda bersama adam &amp;amp; alesya'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p81yiy2HifE/To-gKwR9h-I/AAAAAAAACFQ/xl0-k1BGQeA/s72-c/blogger-image-472160616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-441549856003215302</id><published>2011-10-07T08:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T19:05:35.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jodoh kita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zdozu8msm94/Te3_aecgjwI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3WkL0zOGPAU/s1600/jodoh.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 342px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zdozu8msm94/Te3_aecgjwI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3WkL0zOGPAU/s1600/jodoh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya selalu bagitau made..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seandainya kami berpisah kerana putusnya jodoh kami, saya tidak mahu apa-apa daripadanya.  cuma berikan saya anak-anak saya.  itu saja harta paling berharga yang saya ada.  saya tak halang andai dia ada jodoh yang lain.  bagi saya, takde guna juga menghalang hati orang bila hati dia pada saya dah takde.  saya penah ada di keadaan itu, satu masa dulu.  jadi tak guna nak sakitkan beberapa hati untuk menyenangkan hati sendiri.  dia boleh, insya Allah; dapat anak yang lain.  saya cuma ada yang dua itu saja.  biarlah yang dua itu saja jadi sebahagian pahit manis hidup saya.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seandainya kami berpisah kerana kehendak Ilahi, saya mahu dia cari pasangan yang lain yang MAMPU bukan sahaja menjaga dia, tapi juga MAMPU jaga permata hati saya yang dua itu.  dan jika ada peluangnya, carilah yang kemampuannya berganda daripada saya.  dua orang itu sahaja harta saya yang amanahkan untuk dia jaga.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dalam doa saya, saya jarang minta dipanjangkan jodoh saya dengan made.  saya cuma berdoa agar rumahtangga kami dirahmati dan diberkati.  dan semoga kebahagiaan dan kesejahteraan rumahtangga kami kekal ke akhir hayat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;amin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-441549856003215302?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/441549856003215302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=441549856003215302&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/441549856003215302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/441549856003215302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/jodoh-kita.html' title='jodoh kita'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zdozu8msm94/Te3_aecgjwI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3WkL0zOGPAU/s72-c/jodoh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-6223852482801886504</id><published>2011-10-05T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T17:25:06.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanya sama pokok</title><content type='html'>"Mama..  Tomorrow I have an audition for choir. Teacher wants to select only 15 students. I volunteered"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good for you. What song are you going to sing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tanya sama pokok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good!  Let me hear you sing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dont know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean you dont know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err..  I cannot remember the song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, how are you going to sing the song tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Errr....  I'm not so sure"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whats the use of technology, ye tak?  I turned on youtube on my phone and had Adam listened to the song. And by the time I posted this, Adam is now perfecting his performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Adam!!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-YMbao2yEgfU/TowiHHknCpI/AAAAAAAACFM/G5MzoiMzlMU/s640/blogger-image-28695099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-YMbao2yEgfU/TowiHHknCpI/AAAAAAAACFM/G5MzoiMzlMU/s640/blogger-image-28695099.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-6223852482801886504?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6223852482801886504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=6223852482801886504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6223852482801886504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6223852482801886504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/tanya-sama-pokok.html' title='Tanya sama pokok'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-YMbao2yEgfU/TowiHHknCpI/AAAAAAAACFM/G5MzoiMzlMU/s72-c/blogger-image-28695099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-873858803408181908</id><published>2011-10-04T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:02:11.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hati ini..</title><content type='html'>Sayu&lt;br /&gt;Terluka&lt;br /&gt;Pasrah&lt;br /&gt;Redha&lt;br /&gt;Tabah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah...&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1ADyz5wmm5Q/TosR4q8QwQI/AAAAAAAACFI/n8DyraoMOAo/s640/blogger-image--612894482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1ADyz5wmm5Q/TosR4q8QwQI/AAAAAAAACFI/n8DyraoMOAo/s640/blogger-image--612894482.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-873858803408181908?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/873858803408181908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=873858803408181908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/873858803408181908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/873858803408181908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/hati-ini.html' title='Hati ini..'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1ADyz5wmm5Q/TosR4q8QwQI/AAAAAAAACFI/n8DyraoMOAo/s72-c/blogger-image--612894482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1498513147713081797</id><published>2011-10-03T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:41:10.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari belajar vocab dengan Alesya</title><content type='html'>Mama = mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah = yaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang = ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atok = to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenek = nene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susu = shushu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV = bibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby = bibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney = bo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belon = bo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasik = shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kencing = shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opah = pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak = kaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alesya = aaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boboiboy = bobo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis = bi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jatuh = toh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga update yang akan datang. Sekian, terima kasih :)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1OxsrvTl9wM/TombZAKfU8I/AAAAAAAACFE/_sYW7yghz0k/s640/blogger-image--1730782948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1OxsrvTl9wM/TombZAKfU8I/AAAAAAAACFE/_sYW7yghz0k/s640/blogger-image--1730782948.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-1498513147713081797?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1498513147713081797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1498513147713081797&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1498513147713081797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1498513147713081797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/mari-belajar-vocab-dengan-alesya.html' title='Mari belajar vocab dengan Alesya'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1OxsrvTl9wM/TombZAKfU8I/AAAAAAAACFE/_sYW7yghz0k/s72-c/blogger-image--1730782948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-819131374738818099</id><published>2011-10-02T07:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T07:39:15.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon voyage Izyan</title><content type='html'>Izyan is my mok teh's daughter. Mok teh is my father's younger sister. Therefore, Izyan Zahirah is my cousin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izyan is leaving for Mesir tomorrow. Continuing her studies in medic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had a kenduri doa selamat for Izyan's safe journey and the best of her stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah, we'll see again in 6 years (or next year; if she comes back for hari raya). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best Yan. Gonna miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...  Why am I teary?  I guess the "feeling old" is creeping in oredi..  Haha!!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pi74_XsmGRw/Toekop5j-4I/AAAAAAAACC8/LanHgL3EzwQ/s640/blogger-image-1374331594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pi74_XsmGRw/Toekop5j-4I/AAAAAAAACC8/LanHgL3EzwQ/s640/blogger-image-1374331594.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-819131374738818099?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/819131374738818099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=819131374738818099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/819131374738818099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/819131374738818099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/10/bon-voyage-izyan.html' title='Bon voyage Izyan'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pi74_XsmGRw/Toekop5j-4I/AAAAAAAACC8/LanHgL3EzwQ/s72-c/blogger-image-1374331594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7214437826804828321</id><published>2011-09-30T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:40:27.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>housewife proposal (version 1.0)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cmns223.wikispaces.com/file/view/1950s-housewife%5B1%5D.jpg/239031641/1950s-housewife%5B1%5D.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 435px;" src="http://cmns223.wikispaces.com/file/view/1950s-housewife%5B1%5D.jpg/239031641/1950s-housewife%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isteri:  kalo i duk umah, kita tak payah pakai dua keta la eh?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suami:  mm.. ok jugak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isteri:  jimat sikit dok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suami:  ha'ah.  ada la sikit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isteri:  so, i boleh benti keje?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suami:  of courselah no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isteri:  alah.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REJECT!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-7214437826804828321?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7214437826804828321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7214437826804828321&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7214437826804828321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7214437826804828321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/housewife-proposal-version-10.html' title='housewife proposal (version 1.0)'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4197960059473277063</id><published>2011-09-29T12:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:24:23.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life routine on a typical work day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;5am - wake up, prepare breakfast for adam, washing dishes, clean up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(alternative:  lipat kain, ironing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6am -  prepare myself to work (read: mandi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7am -  MUST start the car and out to Opah's house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(latest by 7:10am.  otherwise, lepak dengan encik jem)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     -  reach office and start another routine schedule at work pulak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1pm -  off to pick up adam from school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(12pm on Fridays)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     -  drop Adam at Opah's house then back to office and continue mundane office routine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4pm -  pack my things and off I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     -  pick up Adam &amp;amp; Alesya.  (Adam goes to sekolah agama three days a week.  So on those days, I'll be alone with Alesya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     -back at home, clean up, masak (eh.. menipu pulak rasa..  hehehe), start laundry, then dry it then fold, makan, celoteh dengan anak-anak &amp;amp; suami, etc, etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9pm -  huarrghhh...  zzzzz.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boring pulak rasa..  kalo life as a housewife cenggana gamaknya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/16790992-4197960059473277063?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4197960059473277063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4197960059473277063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4197960059473277063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4197960059473277063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-routine-on-work-day.html' title='life routine on a typical work day'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5556459001278487358</id><published>2011-09-28T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:22:45.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam wants me to stay at home</title><content type='html'>Because he doesn't have to go to Opah's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to stay at home play so that he can play with his iphone. And he can watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that he can spend time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedeh la gini.....&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EzP7dSmbnNc/ToM7xOSqQWI/AAAAAAAACC4/I4MQfJW9m54/s640/blogger-image-491125752.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EzP7dSmbnNc/ToM7xOSqQWI/AAAAAAAACC4/I4MQfJW9m54/s640/blogger-image-491125752.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-5556459001278487358?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5556459001278487358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5556459001278487358&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5556459001278487358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5556459001278487358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/adam-wants-me-to-stay-at-home.html' title='Adam wants me to stay at home'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EzP7dSmbnNc/ToM7xOSqQWI/AAAAAAAACC4/I4MQfJW9m54/s72-c/blogger-image-491125752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7136053116753927679</id><published>2011-09-27T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:32:13.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choice of words</title><content type='html'>From KDE, one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Adam, I think you have been swimming a lot lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam:  I love swimming, Mama. I really enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama:  That's fine, sayang. But you always forget to apply the sun block on your skin. Like orang tua, like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam:  Eeeiiii...  I'm not that old la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama:  Then..  You always forget. Look at you now. Getting darker already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam: I'm not dark, Mama. I'm tanned. Just like Ayah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama:  Err..  Yeah!  Tanned. Whatever. Make sure you apply sunblock next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously Adam has better English vocabularies than I do. Huhu..&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HZbjzm995-Q/ToGX6UxEXdI/AAAAAAAACC0/PPQJ-nq04aY/s640/blogger-image--661717639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HZbjzm995-Q/ToGX6UxEXdI/AAAAAAAACC0/PPQJ-nq04aY/s640/blogger-image--661717639.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-7136053116753927679?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7136053116753927679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7136053116753927679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7136053116753927679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7136053116753927679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/choice-of-words.html' title='Choice of words'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HZbjzm995-Q/ToGX6UxEXdI/AAAAAAAACC0/PPQJ-nq04aY/s72-c/blogger-image--661717639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3977382463042562027</id><published>2011-09-26T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:33:56.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bila anak orang bertunang..</title><content type='html'>...  Saya pulak terasa tua.  Hahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam Sabtu tu, kami sekeluarga pegi engagement anak Kak An yang sulung, Alya.  Meriah juga majlisnya.  Anak perempuan sulung.  Siap ada kambing golek ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah-tengah majlis tu, tetiba  perasaan ni macam berbaur-baur pulak.  Rasa seronok ada, sayu pun ada.  Dah tua ek? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa first time jumpa anak-anak Kak An rasa macam kerdilnya diriku ini.  Hehe..  Anak-anak Kak An ni, boleh tahan sizenya.  Umur pulak tak jauh beza dengan saya.  Tu yang bila first time jumpa derang rasa tak puas hati je bila derang panggil "Aunty".  Nak-nak si Adieb tu.  Kehkehkeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak An punya kelam kelibut menyiap majlis, sampai terlupa nak amik hantaran dia daripada saya.   Agaknya kot nanti time Adam sok macam mana pulak.  Uishhh..  Mau berlari-lari tak cukup tanah mama Adam ni nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...  Lupa nak perkenal..  Kak An ni mak kawan Adam kat sekolah.  Kami ni rapat dari kindergarten.  Sampai sekarang pun rapat lagi sebab Adam sekarang satu sekolah dengan Aireil.  I was given an honour to do Alya's hantaran.  Dua dulung okeh...  Ce tengok idung saya..  Kembang kan?  Hehehe..   &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B7HfGeiWZpM/ToBK2qXkaBI/AAAAAAAACCw/jql5xz94M5g/s640/blogger-image--1621272392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B7HfGeiWZpM/ToBK2qXkaBI/AAAAAAAACCw/jql5xz94M5g/s640/blogger-image--1621272392.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-3977382463042562027?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3977382463042562027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3977382463042562027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3977382463042562027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3977382463042562027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/bila-anak-orang-bertunang.html' title='bila anak orang bertunang..'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B7HfGeiWZpM/ToBK2qXkaBI/AAAAAAAACCw/jql5xz94M5g/s72-c/blogger-image--1621272392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7771693020144762626</id><published>2011-09-24T06:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T06:22:52.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bapak kuar TV</title><content type='html'>Adam call atok dia malam tadi. Saja nak ajak sembang. Atok kata dia nak kuar dengan kawan dia. Atok suruh Adam tengok TV pukul 10. Beriyalah si cucu ni pun, siap set alarm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tepat pukul 10, tercegatlah kami anak beranak depan TV tu. Tadaaaa.....  Muka Atok betul-betul belakang pengacara. Immediately Mak kol. Lepas tu Mak Uteh hantar sms. Adam punyalah excited siap call Che Itam dia.  Well...  I pun apa kurang.  Siap sms to relatives lain. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, amacam?  Femes tak Bapak I?  Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2_QWKr1sjW0/Tn0Gui968ZI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/5uXOpuC-fDU/s640/blogger-image--1884158339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2_QWKr1sjW0/Tn0Gui968ZI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/5uXOpuC-fDU/s640/blogger-image--1884158339.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-7771693020144762626?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7771693020144762626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7771693020144762626&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7771693020144762626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7771693020144762626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/bapak-kuar-tv.html' title='Bapak kuar TV'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2_QWKr1sjW0/Tn0Gui968ZI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/5uXOpuC-fDU/s72-c/blogger-image--1884158339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7699823453549281386</id><published>2011-09-22T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T20:32:42.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mama's friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tadi Adam cite dia main kejar2 dengan kawan dia nama Aiman Najmi.  Peh tu I cakap kat dia "Aiman's mother is my friend".  Dia boleh kata "why everybody is your friend?".  hahahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day when he was in SK Wangsa Melawati, I told him that I have a friend who is a teacher in his school.  Time tu dia tak heran sebab my friend tu sesi petang.  Jadi tak kenal dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pastu, bila dia masuk SK Wangsa Jaya ni, the very next day, his classmate came to him and told him "mak saya kenal mak awak".  Korek punya korek, rupanya mak that girl was my schoolmate kat SK Lembah Keramat.  kehkehkeh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Small world kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mama Aiman Najmi tu takde la I kenal lagi pun.  Kenal di alam maya ni aje lah.  It's fun when all faces become familiar because of technology.  Mesti you all pernah pandang orang and had a thought "mana aku jumpa dia ni eh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kan?  Jangan tipu.....  Dosa.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahaha...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-a_GjMtJIYEE/TnsquDHQEGI/AAAAAAAAB8M/0QyvXwDDD6c/s640/blogger-image-865354248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-a_GjMtJIYEE/TnsquDHQEGI/AAAAAAAAB8M/0QyvXwDDD6c/s640/blogger-image-865354248.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-7699823453549281386?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7699823453549281386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7699823453549281386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7699823453549281386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7699823453549281386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/mama-friend.html' title='mama&apos;s friend'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-a_GjMtJIYEE/TnsquDHQEGI/AAAAAAAAB8M/0QyvXwDDD6c/s72-c/blogger-image-865354248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1177799468757490217</id><published>2011-09-21T18:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:14:06.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidangan hari raya</title><content type='html'>We have just had our 1Malaysia Hari Raya at school today.  The feeling was great especially with those sporting mat salleh that came down with baju melayu. Well..  Only one that I saw.  But nevermind lah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food spread was delicious and great except for the satay that was not accompanied with the kuah kacang. Mmm..  Peanut is not allowed in school for health reason. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend told me her story of hidangan hari raya that she had this year. She was invited for a hari raya do on the 5th day of Syawal and was all excited about it. She was all ready for rendang, lemang, soto and etc, but dissapointed to see only spaghetti and its beef sauce among other kuih raya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could share her dissapointment but on the other hand, most people (nowadays) are talking about dieting most of the time and who would eat the oily rendang, the full fat lemang and neither the filling lontong anymore.  Correct, right?  Furthermore, if you have 3 open houses in a day and if all three serve the same dishes, would you still enjoy your lemang and rendang at the third house?  No, right?  No matter how delicious the rendang is, you would skip and opt for kerepek in the balang. Kan?  Ha...  Jangan tipu tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari raya food are so rich and full filling. I'd opt for more modernized food like satay &amp; catered food myself. Lemang, though it is highly associated with hari raya; is normally out of my list. Nasi impit is a 'yes' as it can be eaten with satay or soto or it can stand alone with its kuah kacang.  So i have more options with one dish. Tak gitu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I enjoyed myself today with 5 sticks of satay, 2 pcs of roti jala, a piece of dodol, a piece of chicken rendang and couple of chocolate cookies. Oh! And 2 glasses of coke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my diet!!!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QidxVMA43sQ/Tnm47ZEwj0I/AAAAAAAAB8I/ZxYh70rJl9U/s640/blogger-image--1720936457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QidxVMA43sQ/Tnm47ZEwj0I/AAAAAAAAB8I/ZxYh70rJl9U/s640/blogger-image--1720936457.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-1177799468757490217?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1177799468757490217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1177799468757490217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1177799468757490217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1177799468757490217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/hidangan-hari-raya.html' title='Hidangan hari raya'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QidxVMA43sQ/Tnm47ZEwj0I/AAAAAAAAB8I/ZxYh70rJl9U/s72-c/blogger-image--1720936457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-6860970521162095270</id><published>2011-09-20T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T17:46:20.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tambi Adam</title><content type='html'>Adam saw his friend, Alaudin on our trip back from school. As usual, he likes to call Alaudin out loud and waves him bye-bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus today, nothing was irregular except that Alaudin called him back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bye tambi", said Alaudin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My silent immediate response was "kureng asam punya budak". And to my own surprise, I responded to Adam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Adam, do you know that Tambi means brother?  Why does Alaudin call you brother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam was surprised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really mama?  Tambi is brother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. That's why you cannot simply call on people unless you know what it means."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh!  Actually Umar (another classmate) calls everybody tambi. I dont know why"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I imagined Umar with the mamak style having roti canai banjir in his left hand and milo ais on the other hand. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm patting my shoulder with this improvement. I know if the same situation happened 5 years ago, I would have shouted to Alaudin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job!  Pat! Pat! Pat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M3V6IOK7tbg/Tnhg6ydnHXI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4U1O9jVwxBw/s640/blogger-image-1711813314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M3V6IOK7tbg/Tnhg6ydnHXI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4U1O9jVwxBw/s640/blogger-image-1711813314.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-6860970521162095270?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6860970521162095270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=6860970521162095270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6860970521162095270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6860970521162095270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/tambi-adam.html' title='Tambi Adam'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M3V6IOK7tbg/Tnhg6ydnHXI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4U1O9jVwxBw/s72-c/blogger-image-1711813314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7415068082909939630</id><published>2011-09-19T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:35:25.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Budak-budak datang raya</title><content type='html'>Dah tak ramai kan skarang ni?  Rasa tak meriah pulak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru kejap tadi ni, ada tiga orang budak laki-laki datang nak beraya. Ntah mana la datangnya. Saya pulak rasa happy menyambut budak-budak tu. Tapi sebab baru balik keje, x larat pulak nak menghidang makanan, minuman bagai. Bagi duit raya ajelah..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu best ek kalo jalan beraya. Sakan dengan baju raya, kasut raya bagai. Jalan pegi umah jiran-jiran. Masuk umah ntah sapa-sapa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jomlah..  Aku kenal makcik ni". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudahnya ntah umah makcik mana kami pegi. Zaman budak-budak. Best betul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam pegi raya umah makcik, ada tetamu bawak anak dia yang kusyuk dengan iPad dia. Tak kelih kiri kanan langsung.  Alahai...  Budak-budak zaman sekarang beraya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, umah jiran tetangga pun tak pegi lagi ni. Bagi kuih raya aje. Haha... Hampehhh.....&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KnGR0YD0S0M/TncM3E3JG0I/AAAAAAAAB8A/9UhCJl9zYvc/s640/blogger-image-1159665512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KnGR0YD0S0M/TncM3E3JG0I/AAAAAAAAB8A/9UhCJl9zYvc/s640/blogger-image-1159665512.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-7415068082909939630?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7415068082909939630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7415068082909939630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7415068082909939630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7415068082909939630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/budak-budak-datang-raya.html' title='Budak-budak datang raya'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KnGR0YD0S0M/TncM3E3JG0I/AAAAAAAAB8A/9UhCJl9zYvc/s72-c/blogger-image-1159665512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-2222833702421120258</id><published>2011-09-18T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:38:38.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan-jalan raya</title><content type='html'>Kononnya hari ni nak raya umah kawan-kawan, sedara mara. End up sejam di SJMC. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takpelah...  Dapatlah jugak sejam lebih sikit dgn kawan-kawan sekolah dulu.  Bersyukur la daripada takde langsung.    Mujur kenyang makan nasik lemak umah montok. Kalo tak, berlapo la sampai nak ke sudah hal si adam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorryla ye kawan-kawan....  Takde rezeki nak manja2 ngan korang. Ntah bila nak dapat masanya....  Sedeh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9atb0XSyudw/TnYCbeALm6I/AAAAAAAAB78/HeYoahZEnLA/s640/blogger-image--323059765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9atb0XSyudw/TnYCbeALm6I/AAAAAAAAB78/HeYoahZEnLA/s640/blogger-image--323059765.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-2222833702421120258?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2222833702421120258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=2222833702421120258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2222833702421120258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2222833702421120258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/jalan-jalan-raya.html' title='Jalan-jalan raya'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9atb0XSyudw/TnYCbeALm6I/AAAAAAAAB78/HeYoahZEnLA/s72-c/blogger-image--323059765.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4834534901051693947</id><published>2011-09-16T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:25:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend activities</title><content type='html'>Again - we went swimming at KDE.  And they are no longer allowing non-member to swim without an accompanying registered member. Dissapointing regulation when we decided to have it as a regular weekend activities with the kids, including Ammar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  become a member?&lt;br /&gt;We have thought about it before. We come here only to swim. It'll be a waste?  Yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  find alternative activities? &lt;br /&gt;Kids will be watching tv. Made will either reading or surfing internet. I'd be.. mmm... sleeping?  Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  find alternative pool?&lt;br /&gt;The portable pool we have at home is the size of a baby bath tub. That'll be out of the list. Hehe..  We dont live in a condo, so we do not have "our own pool". Anyone wants to have us every weekend?  Hahahaha...  Public pool? Can do la kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we do a make over to the house and have a pool of our own?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooohoooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Must do some thinking. Tata&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1Yi1As4Mhi4/TnLBxD3XSGI/AAAAAAAAB70/GCO7vrwBTqs/s640/blogger-image-187113086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1Yi1As4Mhi4/TnLBxD3XSGI/AAAAAAAAB70/GCO7vrwBTqs/s640/blogger-image-187113086.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-4834534901051693947?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4834534901051693947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4834534901051693947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4834534901051693947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4834534901051693947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend-activities.html' title='Weekend activities'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1Yi1As4Mhi4/TnLBxD3XSGI/AAAAAAAAB70/GCO7vrwBTqs/s72-c/blogger-image-187113086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-469759887307284122</id><published>2011-09-14T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:47:20.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sob! Sob!</title><content type='html'>Opah had dental appointment the other day, so I had to come home early with the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we reached home, Adam left for sekolah agama with Aireil. Leaving Alesya and myself at home. Alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought home some works thinking that I have some spare time. As I was sorting the leave application forms, I noticed Alesya was tossing right-left-right-left; restless. I ignored. Then i heard soft sobbings. Alesya's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her and my inner feeling told me to put my files away. I looked at her again, and Alesya was smiling in between her sobbings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so bad that I have ignored her.  I'm so sorry my little angel. Mama sorry, ok Asya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vow not to bring home works anymore. Well....  I'll try. I should have enough 8 hours to settle my work.  All I need is to stay focus on my works &amp; plan my works ahead accordingly. And NO Facebook. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b9Hxo6qY5js/TnCMYcEAoqI/AAAAAAAAB7s/5Tw-AUtDhPY/s640/blogger-image--2010799610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b9Hxo6qY5js/TnCMYcEAoqI/AAAAAAAAB7s/5Tw-AUtDhPY/s640/blogger-image--2010799610.jpg" /&gt;&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/16790992-469759887307284122?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/469759887307284122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=469759887307284122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/469759887307284122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/469759887307284122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/sob-sob.html' title='Sob! Sob!'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b9Hxo6qY5js/TnCMYcEAoqI/AAAAAAAAB7s/5Tw-AUtDhPY/s72-c/blogger-image--2010799610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3623962776938271815</id><published>2011-09-14T18:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:34:52.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!!</title><content type='html'>Two (+ one) posts in a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One at 6:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One at 6:30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;Rajin terlampau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakun - YES!! The exact word!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-3623962776938271815?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3623962776938271815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3623962776938271815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3623962776938271815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3623962776938271815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/09/wow.html' title='Wow!!'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3180476828814071939</id><published>2011-09-14T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:32:42.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ambition vs alesya</title><content type='html'>part i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam:  mama, i want to be a class monitor&lt;br /&gt;mama: good for you. but why?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  because i can take cake of alesya&lt;br /&gt;mama: you're such a good brother, adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part ii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam:  mama, i want to be a teacher&lt;br /&gt;mama:  wow!  that's good. but why?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  i can get alesya to be my class monitor. just like tok ma and ayah. furthermore, i can teach her abacus&lt;br /&gt;mama:  oh!  ok!  good thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part iii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam:  mama, i think i want to be a headmaster&lt;br /&gt;mama:  but i thought u want to be an astronaut?  what happen to your other ambitions?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  i dont want anymore. because if i become an astronaut, i'll be away for 6 months. who's going to look after alesya then?  &lt;br /&gt;mama:  **speechless + teary**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving brother, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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yet.  so till next year....  hehehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alesya gets mmmm..  nothing yet.  she has never complained too, so i take it as she couldn't be bother.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://kyspeaks.com/photos2/dunia_baru_1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a non related pic :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;pic:  &lt;a href="http://kyspeaks.com/"&gt;http://kyspeaks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5244216258889017122?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5244216258889017122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5244216258889017122&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5244216258889017122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5244216258889017122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/07/baru-is-new.html' title='baru is new'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8499081117648253313</id><published>2011-07-27T07:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T08:16:52.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asik marah-marah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://figur8.net/wedding/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Angry-Bird.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://figur8.net/wedding/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Angry-Bird.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;semalam I marah adam.  sebab dia takut gelap.  it was too early in the morning.  and I was a bit too hard on him.  kasihan adam :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bila la angry level ni nak surut.  i know i was hard on adam.  i realize that.  and there are times i realize it before i nak marah adam bersungguh-sungguh.  tapi bila tengok adam, api amarah tu menjadik-jadik pulak.  astaghfirullah..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sama macam I marah alesya itu hari.  I failed to understand alesya tu tido awal.  we were in JJ at 9pm and it was alesya's bed time, of courselah dia cranky kan?  dang!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to amend this.  I need to be more calmer towards my two little treasures.  I can only seek forgiveness from them.  but I'll never know how would they feel inside. I can only see the scared eyes and I can only feel the pain, after they have been scolded &amp;amp; punished.  And I know, I dont want this to prolong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://figur8.net/wedding/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Angry-Bird.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://figur8.net/wedding/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Angry-Bird.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;pic from:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://figur8.net/wedding/2011/05/14/angry-bird-fever/"&gt;http://figur8.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/16790992-8499081117648253313?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8499081117648253313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8499081117648253313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8499081117648253313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8499081117648253313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/07/asik-marah-marah.html' title='asik marah-marah'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4872091995243136496</id><published>2011-06-03T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:08:25.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet betrayal</title><content type='html'>i feel betrayed&lt;div&gt;for the show i had performed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the books i have written&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the answers i have searched&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the downs that i have put up with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel betrayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i know i shouldn't be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i should have said "alhamdulillah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i should have been happy than not grateful at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i know u know what i know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't hope for you to feel how i feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for you will not know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or least that you wanna care for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fake is the game you're playing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;betrayal is the way i'm feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rational - please come forward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;logical - please show yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;common sense - please say something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;faith - please keep me strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is hard when you have to put up a fake show and mime the song they are singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh!  i hate this feeling!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5502747743200523186</id><published>2011-05-07T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T11:51:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tadi  kita nak hantar happy mother's day wish kat mak.  tapi tangan ni capai  handphone peh tu post gamba adam pulak.  ada aje alasan kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita  nak wish happy mother's day sebab kita jarang-jarang wish mak selamat  pagi, assalamualaikum, selamat petang, good nite - sleep tight.  tapi  bila kita type "happy mak's day" or "selamat hari mak", macam tak best  aje....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita tau kita bukan feveret mak.  sebab  kita tak besar cam along.  kaki kita tak sadak cam alin.  tapi kita  pandai buat kek.  kek kita feveret mak kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita  tau kita selalu betah cakap mak.  sebab mak pun selalu suka nak menang  kalo cakap ngan kita.  tapi mak suka talipon kita &amp;amp; bergosip kan mak  kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita tau kita kadang2 makan hati apa mak  cakap.  yelah.. kita kan bukan feveret mak.  kita pandai buat kek  aje...  kita makan kek ajelah mak...  penat sudah makan hati ni.... tak  sedap pulak tu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;itu hari kan, kita kira gaji baru kita.  kita nak bagi kat mak.  tapi nanti mak sepah2kan..  kita masuk bank ajelah eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;itu hari jugakkan, kita tengok kalendar.  mak retire tahun ni mak eh?  mak nak jaga alesya &amp;amp; adam tak? heheheheh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita  tak penah cakap, bukan sebab kita tak penah sayang.  kita sayang mak.   sebab mak selalu buat benda yang kita tak expect.  hantar 100 plus pagi2  masa kita demam.  beli daging untuk buat rendang dengan kita.  kol kita  malam2 masa made takde.  masakkan asam pedas untuk kita peh tu panggil  kita makan sebab tau kita ni pemalas nak masak kat umah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita  tak penah hantar kad kat mak sebab kita tak rasa kad tu akan luahkan  rasa sayang kita kat mak.  kita tau mak tau.  kita tau mak tau kita  sayang mak.  macam mak, kita pun tak reti nak tunjuk kita sayang mak.   tapi kita tau mak sayang kita.  kita tau mak pun tau kita sayang mak. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;walau  kita tak penah sebut, kita tak penah tulis, kita tak penah luah, kita  SAYANG kat mak.  kita appreciate apa mak buat kat kita.  dari kita  kecik, sampai kita besar.  dari kita hanya seketul daging sampai dah  berketul2 daging dalam badan kita.  dari kita hanya kecik senonet,  sampai kita dah sebesar2 kita.  dari kita baby, sampai kita ada baby. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;andai kita selalu susahkan hati mak, kita mintak maaf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;andai kita selalu buat mak runsing, kita mintak maaf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;andai kita selalu lawan cakap mak, kita mintak maaf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;andai kita selau buat mak marah, kita mintak maaf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita sayang mak, lebih dari org lain sayang mak derang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita sayang mak, lebih dari apa yg kita boleh tulis dalam kad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita sayang mak, lebih dari apa yg kita boleh luahkan dalam sms &amp;amp; kata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita sayang mak, sayang mak, sayang mak, sayang mak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sekian,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kita bukan anak kesayangan mak.  tapi kita sayangkan mak.&lt;/p&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/16790992-5502747743200523186?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5502747743200523186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5502747743200523186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5502747743200523186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5502747743200523186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/05/mak.html' title='mak'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-2624209233239100767</id><published>2011-03-20T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:10:53.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk for children 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nMC1zntH84/TYYUlmDMq6I/AAAAAAAAB7c/H56dF6rgVWo/s1600/mama%2B%2526%2Balesya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nMC1zntH84/TYYUlmDMq6I/AAAAAAAAB7c/H56dF6rgVWo/s320/mama%2B%2526%2Balesya.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586175023901354914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10 fakta tentang gamba ini:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)  baru lepas walk for children kat dataran merdeka, organized by ISKL.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2)  baru parking keta, org dah kat start line.  belum sempat register &amp;amp; amik baju + nombor, rosmah dah sampai &amp;amp; flagged off.  belum sempat suku perjalanan pergi, participants lain dah jalan balik.  lintas jalan, join crowd balik dataran ajelah jawabnya...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3)  reason utama patah balik: adam dah tak larat.  asik sibuk "mama..  my leg hurt..  mama, i feel the pain".  akan tetapiiiiii... bila dia main kat karnival tu, elok aje kaki tu kan?  boleh lompat2 lagi ha....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4)  alesya rilex aje dalam stroller.....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5)  kasut yang mek pakai tu, dibeli sebelum beranakkan alesya lagi.  kononnya niat nak berjogging.  tapi sebab preggy then miscarriage then preggy lagi then keluarlah si alesya, itu lah baru first time pakai kasut tu..  nasib tak tertanggal lagi tapak daripada kasut.  hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6)  ingat nak tunggu performance aizat.  tapi baru performance dari tourism malaysia nak start, dah dapat instruction balik.  tgk kat youtube ajelah sudahnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7)  adam kena cekik dek budak down sindrom dalam jumping castle.  mujur tak lemas anak mek.  tapi trauma jugaklah...  trauma punnnnnnn.........  main jugak lagi..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8)  diwartakan ramai artis.  haram sekor pun mek tak nampak.  ada la nampak bayang2 lisa surihani.  yg lain tu ntah...  ke mek yang tak kenal artis?  mmmm....  ada mungkin jugak tu...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9)  baju derang kasik ni ada sikit jarang.  so mek pakai baby-T kat dalam tu ha..  tapi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i nampak kuruskan?  hahahahahahahahha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-2624209233239100767?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2624209233239100767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=2624209233239100767&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2624209233239100767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2624209233239100767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/walk-for-children-2011.html' title='walk for children 2011'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nMC1zntH84/TYYUlmDMq6I/AAAAAAAAB7c/H56dF6rgVWo/s72-c/mama%2B%2526%2Balesya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1871003988075353886</id><published>2011-03-13T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T01:26:00.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bila adam berkata-kata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_TA9q1f1AQ/TXOsw4DQxfI/AAAAAAAAB7U/JUU9ugk_EZo/s1600/adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_TA9q1f1AQ/TXOsw4DQxfI/AAAAAAAAB7U/JUU9ugk_EZo/s320/adam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580994318921942514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"mama...  can we have a baby boy?  i want to name him diego?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i thought the other day you want a baby girl?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeahh.. but now i want a baby boy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"but diego is not a malay name. not even a muslim name"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what about my name?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"your name is a muslim and a malay name.  you know what adam..  if i have a baby boy, i'd like to name him aliff"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"aliff?  like alif ba ta?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ha.. like that..  you like it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no.. i like diego"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"but you cannot"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what about scott?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"that's not a malay name"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"kid taylor"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"nope"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ultraman?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"definitely NO"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"are you going to have another baby, mama?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"er... no"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh ok..  i can name my baby then"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tolong!  tolong!  tolong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/16790992-1871003988075353886?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1871003988075353886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1871003988075353886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1871003988075353886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1871003988075353886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/bila-adam-berkata-kata.html' title='bila adam berkata-kata'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_TA9q1f1AQ/TXOsw4DQxfI/AAAAAAAAB7U/JUU9ugk_EZo/s72-c/adam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4857006491838345917</id><published>2011-03-06T22:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:35:46.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>membeli sambil membelah credit card</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://syahrilhafiz.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/shopping-logo-tss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 418px; height: 450px;" src="http://syahrilhafiz.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/shopping-logo-tss.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tadi gi klcc.  lamanya tak berjalan....  kalo tak kerana membership card tu, ada mungkin tak sampai jugak klcc tu, kot?  but anyhow, dapat jugaklah zas credit card se-ehem-ehem jumlah untuk dua beradik ni.  hehehehehe..  pantang betul masuk kedai yang satu ni.  mesti ada aje benda yang nak dicapai.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kendiannya singgah GE mall pulak.  bukan nak wat apa pun...  adam ni asik sebut nak makan kat chicken rice shop.  jadik, malehlah nak makan kat klcc tadi.  5 minit lepas makanan sampai, kami pun dah kekenyangan.  kebulur gamaknya kan?  hahahaha..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;peh tu, sementara tunggu adam kat art class tu, kami pegi jejalan kejap.  tak sangka termasuk pulak kedai yang last day sale ni ha.  bergantung2 tag 50%, 60%, 70%.   siap ada pengumuman additional 20% sebab dah last day sale lagi.  uihhhh....  berseri2 aje muka.  memula excited you....  peh tu rasa reserve pulak.  mana taknya!  asal pegang, tengok harga, takde yang kurang RM100.  alahai...  akan tetapi....  in the end beli jugak la beberapa helai shirt.  hehehehehe...  not bad la bargain dia.  harga sebenar in total:  RM800.  i got it all for RM300.  bolehlah kan?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;meh nak cite kisah kat cashier counter..  sessi ngumpat ni..  hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bila mek sampai kat situ, ada la sorang makcik tengah nak wat bayaran.  tunggu punya tunggu, bukannya dia nak bayar lagi.  dia suh cashier tu check how much she has to pay for what she has selected.  alahaiiiii...  makcik ni pun.. nak check harga, check la kat bin baju tu tadi...  harga punya terpampang ha..  mengada betul la.  siap suh tanggalkan tag "70%" sebab takut laki dia nampak.  hampeh...  dengan laki pun nak berkira.  hahahahaha..  peh tu kenen nak wrapping paper free pulak.  adeh makcik ni...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kerana makcik ni, line org nak bayar dah panjang.  sebelah mek ada dua orang bukan warganegara yg memekak aje keje dia.  dah la memekak, tak menyabar pulak tu..  time cashier tu pulangkan balik credit card makcik bargain tu tadi, dia cepat2 hulur baju dia.  ewahhh..  dia ingat mek ni pili bomba ke apa?  cecantik muka....  mujur si cashier tu tolak baju dia ketepi and amik baju mek.  kalo dak, memanglah den seligi aje makcik bukan warganegara ni.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kedai ni pun satu...  dah tau sale time, expect crowd la.  bila tengok crowd dah bertambah, bukak la cashier counter lagi satu.   kan dah memekak lagi si bukan warganegara ni.  bila dah kecoh2 baru nak bukak. peh tu nak panggil next payer pun, panggil la those next in line.  kamu panggil orang belakang dia, memanglah si bukan warganegara ni bengang.  alahai...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;macam2 ragam orang membeli belah.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-4857006491838345917?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4857006491838345917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4857006491838345917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4857006491838345917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4857006491838345917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/membeli-sambil-membelah-credit-card.html' title='membeli sambil membelah credit card'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7539537084198377719</id><published>2011-03-03T14:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T15:10:24.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun with adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3pR5bsdaOg/TW8-ZPgxIqI/AAAAAAAAB7E/lbgN2J1y-nA/s1600/adam%2Bsayang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3pR5bsdaOg/TW8-ZPgxIqI/AAAAAAAAB7E/lbgN2J1y-nA/s320/adam%2Bsayang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579747066716955298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was all laugh &amp;amp; fun with adam today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1)&lt;div&gt;adam got his math result.  he was so excited showing me the exam paper just now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;mama!  i got A for my mathematic.  i got two stars&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then with a confuse face he said "&lt;i&gt;and i got number 87 and what is this mama?&lt;/i&gt;".  he was referring to the percentage symbol.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;87 percent&lt;/i&gt;" i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;yay!  i'm nearer to the evil ultraman &amp;amp; god vent&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah!  right...  :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then he continued..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh mama!  i tried to search for my songkok at home but i couldn't find.  then i look-look, then i found this"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pull out a kopiah from his bag and he said "&lt;i&gt;see mama..  TOPIAH.  i'll be wearing topiah to sekolah agama&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;kopiah la adam..  apa topiah pulak"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"oh!  it's like topi.  so i thought it's a topiah&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after talking to his father, he overheard made called his friend "&lt;i&gt;Qari, jom&lt;/i&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adam then said "&lt;i&gt;fuyo mama..   ayah got a friend named QORIJO.  hebatkan mama?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess he's in his excited mode.  so nama yg tak de berkaitan apa pun, jadik hebat untuk dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;macam2 budak adam ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adam sayang... no matter how good or bad your result is, mama will always proud of you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/16790992-7539537084198377719?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7539537084198377719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7539537084198377719&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7539537084198377719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7539537084198377719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/03/fun-with-adam.html' title='fun with adam'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3pR5bsdaOg/TW8-ZPgxIqI/AAAAAAAAB7E/lbgN2J1y-nA/s72-c/adam%2Bsayang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1659289701961557468</id><published>2011-02-27T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:48:42.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAutePmIsco/TWm7U_0eRkI/AAAAAAAAB60/eYQILDSwWxY/s1600/adam%2Band%2Bburung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAutePmIsco/TWm7U_0eRkI/AAAAAAAAB60/eYQILDSwWxY/s200/adam%2Band%2Bburung.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578195582878369346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adam nak exam next week!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gelabah!  gelabah!  gelabah!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bukannya anak.  mak yang gelabah lelebih.  hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bukan exam apa pun..  ujian formatif saja.  tapi perasaan cam excited aje.  :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when adam was in KG2 (5 years old), i got a bit frantic when seeing adam's results were not as much i had been hoping for.  and you knowla... bila mak2 lain mula bertanya, hati ni pun mula la rasa emosi tak tentu pasal.  then i started to realize:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"anak den baru &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;LIMA TAHUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; la..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then only i started to calm down.  whenever exams' period, i no longer put pressure on adam.  at the end of KG3, i was proud (and still i am) that adam did his very best in his exam.  he scored well.  he did well.  that's all i want.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all i want is for adam not to become discouraged should he be having any failures.  i dont want him to feel ashamed of his results.  all i want is for adam to do his very best in every exam.  i dont want to hope for a 100% results.  i want his best.  the best of adam.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now that he's placed among the best in his school, i am all bersyukur.  alhamdulillah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;semalam ntah kul baper dia tido, bangun pagi ni umah bersepah dengan polisterin, gunting, kertas, gam, etc.  nampaklah ada tabung, kapal terbang, ultraman yang dah ditambah sayap, kapal selam &amp;amp; yacht.  ntah apa aje yang dia buat dengan ayah dia semalam.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adam!!!!! kemassssssssss!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-1659289701961557468?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1659289701961557468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1659289701961557468&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1659289701961557468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1659289701961557468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/02/exam.html' title='exam'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAutePmIsco/TWm7U_0eRkI/AAAAAAAAB60/eYQILDSwWxY/s72-c/adam%2Band%2Bburung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7233093504939447964</id><published>2011-02-22T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:11:57.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uih..  dah bersawang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lamanyerrrrr...  tak bercerita.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bz - ok..  alasan yang sangat dah basi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tak sihat - berkait la sikit.  tapi yes..  still  alasan dah selalu pakai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sibuk -  oiii..  samalah dengan yang atas tu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;eh..  tak pasan...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok.. nampak sangat tak tau nak type apa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;muahahahahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ringkas cite ajelah ye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;baru2 ni kena food poisoning yang satu hari tak bangun.  agaknya kalo seminggu macam tu, ada harapan mek dapat badan supermodel.  wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adam &amp;amp; alesya kena ciken pox.  berjangkit sapa, ntah.  dah nak kena.  alhamdulillah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adam is adapting into his primary one life.  kisah sekolah adam sangatlah overdue.  sibuk ok..  bz...  maafkanlah mek..  eh..  alasan!!!!!  hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my life gitu jugak..  biasa2 aje.  kena jadik insan bersederhana aje.  tak baik tunjuk2.  nanti Allah murka..  masya Allah..  hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;made got a job offer.  tapi tanak keje hari sabtu.  sapa jugaklah nak keje hari sabtu skang ni.  baik lepak umah abg cha ke, umah che tam ke, umah abg ajih ke, umah along ke...  boleh gi yummy bangi.  lagi menyeronokkan..  hahahaha...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;skang tengah best buat cupcakes.  tapi kena banyak kaut ilmu lagi lah.. masih tak pueh hati dengan hasilnya.  banyak buat for my friends' birthdays &amp;amp; last weekend, first time buat hantaran.  giler excited..  now in plan for a baking website.  nak jual online pulak la.  hehehehe.  kot2lah nanti berjaya menjadik usahawan cupcakes, bolehlah duduk umah goyang tangan macam usop kak limah.  hahaha..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;che made pun macam suka mek buat cuppies &amp;amp; cookies than jual tupperware.  "senang sikit yang.. u kena beli barang aje.  pehtu jual.  penat time tu aje.  peh tu puas hati dengan hasilnya.  dapat income pun cepat".  yelah..  sebenar dia dah rimas nak tengok tupperware yang berlonggok ni..  hahahaha..  so...  sapa nak tupperware?  meh datang umah.  nak cheap sale ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lagi apa eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;first time makan tutti-frutti.  best jugak eh?  makan time tengah malam pulak tu.  tak de keje betul..  mujur aje tak demam.  hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;uwan endon tak sihat itu hari.  rushing ke terengganu.  first time ever kepok leko sold out.  boleh tahannnnnn...  supposedly hantar ma balik krai.  sorry la ma..  takde rezeki lagi nak balik..  sorry.  sorry..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pssstt..  ma...  gi besut tu takde souvenir ke?  hehehehe..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alin kat sabah.  tengah mengail ikan bilis dengan udang.  sapa nak, sila emel dia.  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;amai dah ada wii..  mesti tak heran wii kat umah mama lagi..  tak pe..  tak pe...  prektis okeh mai?  nanti kita lawan.  sapa kalah belanja tutti-frutti.  muehehehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kami dah ada jiran baru..  hep hep horey!!!  ore pasir mah okehh..  rajinlah che made sapu sampah, siram pokok, basuh keta kat depan umah lepas ni.  hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ni angin mengada sikit.  pakai cantik2 gi opis walaupun untuk sengah hari saja.  siap lipstik yo!  biasalah.. mesti orang puji cantik..  tengkiu!  tengkiu!  org cantik kalo dipuji cantik, memang bertambah cantik.  okehh.. sila muntah.  hahahahaha...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dah hujan pulak ni.  mana gaya nak ngambik budak adam ni balik mengaji?  adehhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;que-ee masuk spa.  mau kasik umph lagi.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bebaru ni kemas2 umah.  cantik pulak rasa.  hahaha.  bilik adam dah ada rupa bilik adam.  ada meja tulis, etc.  senanglah dia nak buat homework.  kalo tak, merata2 buat homework.  oleh ituuuu..  banyaklah benda yang kami nak let go.  nanti kami info yeeee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alahai.. time mek nak rajin nak bersembang ni, time ni la hujan ribut petir bagai..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okla..  nanti senang sembang lagi.  tatatititutu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-7233093504939447964?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7233093504939447964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7233093504939447964&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7233093504939447964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7233093504939447964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/02/uih-dah-bersawang.html' title='uih..  dah bersawang..'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1256459434356734581</id><published>2011-01-03T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:26:00.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suatu hari di bilik kecik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://goozydumps.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/work_in_progress.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 302px;" src="http://goozydumps.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/work_in_progress.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;first and foremost, if you foresee some gross posting and nanti lunch tak lalu nak makan, better la jangan baca ye...  bagi info awal2 ni...   *&lt;i&gt;peringatan ini ditaja oleh iklan tandas afdlin shauk&lt;/i&gt;i*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;being in a school environment, toilet kat opis kami sangatlah banyak.  akan tetapi itu bahagian sekolah.  bahagian admin office, yakni opis mek; terdapat hanya satu tandas sahaja.  ye..  SATU tandas saja.  itu pun kongsi laki pompuan.  kadang2 siap beratur kat luar tunggu turn.  time preggy dulu, adoi..  terseksa sentiasa bila nak masuk tandas.  kotlah time tu orang dalam tengah bayar zakat segala zakat, tertahan2 la mek kat luar ni ha..  bukannya tanak pakai toilet kat luar.  masalahnya, satu - toilet students.  oleh itu, ramailah students nak menggunakannya..  kedua, takde pili air.  mana gaya nak mencuci.  ketiga &amp;amp; utama - malas sebab kena jalan keluar..  ngehngehngeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okeh..  lets back to reason typing this posting.  mek sebenarnya nak cite pengalaman di toilet admin ni...  dah rasa gross?  ha..  sila la carik butang "X" di belah kanan atau belah kiri komputer anda.  hehehe...  sebelum tu, mek kasik view sikitlah pasal toilet tu eh..  toilet tu terletak dalam workroom kami.  so sesapa yang tengah membuat xtvt dalam toilet tu, kena buat dengan penuh kesopanan dan kesusilaan.  sebab orang yang tengah buat photocopy boleh dengar wooooo....  toilet itu jugak bersebelahan dengan toilet students lelaki di bahagian dalamnya.  kira next to next la...  kat bahagian atas lebih kurang 2 kali pembaris panjang x 3 kali pembaris panjang terdapat air way.  supaya pengudaraan tercemar boleh berlalu pergi.    sudah dapat gambaran?  bagussssss.... mari kita baca kisahnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cerita satu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mek rasa cite ni common kat mana2 toilet, especially kalo toilet lelaki..  tengah mek bersopan tu tetiba ada conversation seperti berikut di toilet sebelah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;man 1:  hey john (bukan nama sebenar)! how are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;man 2:  hey johnny (bukan nama sebenarnya jugak)!  i'm good, i'm good. thanks.  how you doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;man 1:  ah..  normal stuff.  cant get away of any of the workloads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;man 2:  ya...  bla bla bla bla bla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and i was next door, listening to their conversation.  both guys, i believe, continued doing their business while in conversation because i heard they left together..  and there i was thinking..  "oh my!  how la they do their business and talking".  toilet okeh..  dalam toilet...  ish..  tak malu ni...  hahahahahah..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cerita dua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;satu hari, mek tengah bersopan dalam toilet tu lah.  sekali "&lt;b&gt;gedegang&lt;/b&gt;"..  toilet sebelah berbunyik.  panik sekejap.  ingatkan bangunan runtuh ke..  atau ada emergency apa2 ke kat luar tu.  peh tu "&lt;b&gt;gedegang&lt;/b&gt;" sekali lagi..  peh tu, dengar orang sebelah kata gini:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;"&lt;i&gt;relax..  relax..  relaxation..  relaxation..  relax..  relax&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;time tu memang mek dah pikir macam2 lah..  bebudak ni pun kot nak ber-adegan macam tak boleh tunggu balik umah..  tapi kan...  ni kan toilet laki..  ha.. jeng jeng jeng...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;peh tu terdengar pulak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;"plup.. plup.. plup"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;cehhh...  memerut rupanya...  dah tak menyempat sangatlah tuuuuuu...  hehehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;cerita tiga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;i was next door, doing business and suddenly masuklah budak lelaki ini ke toilet sebelah itu.  of course when i'm done, i flushed then washed my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;as i was washing my hands tetiba budak sebelah ni bersuara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;"&lt;i&gt;hello?  who's there?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;i kept quite.  thinking that ada orang lain masuk toilet dia and kaco dia ke apa.  then i tarik tisu.  berbunyi la tempat tisu tu..  then budak tu bersuara lagi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;"&lt;i&gt;hey..  dont play trick okay.  i'm just doing my business&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;by then mek gerenti confirm la budak tu tak biasa masuk toilet tu.  and dia tak tau, toilet tu attach to our toilet.  kehkehkeh..  sian budak tu..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;oh..  did i ever told you that my office dikelilingi kubur?  ha...  kubur2 cina lama okeh..  lepas kul 6 petang, kalo dah takde orang sekeliling, baik kemas aje keje bawak balik.  tak pun besok pagi aje selesaikan.  takottttt seh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;sekianlah cerita kenangan toilet admin office dari mek.  takde la gross sangat kan?  hehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;ha..  ni cite tadi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;budak adam ni nak memerut.  i was baking.  dia dalam toilet tu memula tanya "&lt;i&gt;mama, why are you baking so many cookies?&lt;/i&gt;".  then i answered, "&lt;i&gt;my friends ordered&lt;/i&gt;".  then he asked some more..  "&lt;i&gt;mama, what is 200 + 200?&lt;/i&gt;".  "&lt;i&gt;400&lt;/i&gt;", i said.  then he said "&lt;i&gt;oh ok!  so how many is 400 + 300&lt;/i&gt;?"  by then mek dah suspect dah..  budak ni mesti takut orang tinggalkan dia sensorang kat belakang.  dia tanya soklan tu to make sure that there is somebody with him.  bertuah betul.  i asked him la..  "&lt;i&gt;why are you asking so many questions when you're berak inside there&lt;/i&gt;?".  "&lt;i&gt;err..  i dont know.  i feel like asking&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;elehhh..  penakot sebenarnya......  hahahahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;sekian, terima kasih :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-1256459434356734581?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1256459434356734581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1256459434356734581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1256459434356734581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1256459434356734581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2011/01/suatu-hari-di-bilik-kecik.html' title='suatu hari di bilik kecik'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3753625134996702567</id><published>2010-12-29T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:33:21.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pork lining?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mascotcostumemall.com/images/Male-Pig-and-Female-Pig-2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 220px;" src="http://www.mascotcostumemall.com/images/Male-Pig-and-Female-Pig-2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time when mak was in berlin, germany.  she came back with this story..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kawan mak:  cantiknya kasut ni....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mak:  eii..  tak boleh pegang la..  pig lining tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kawan mak:  no la.. mana ada pig lining.  dia tak tulis pork pun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mak:  .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/16790992-3753625134996702567?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3753625134996702567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3753625134996702567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3753625134996702567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3753625134996702567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/pork-lining.html' title='pork lining?'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-450563960397016973</id><published>2010-12-22T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:35:06.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>masuk sekolah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs599.ash2/155149_470169053511_597738511_5909080_1657240_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 537px; height: 720px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs599.ash2/155149_470169053511_597738511_5909080_1657240_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nak kecikkan gamba ni.  tapi dah tak reti..  tak kuasa lah nak menggodek....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nak tahun baru dah eh..  aisehhh...  kena buat resolutions baru ni...  mmmm...  soon after expire la resolutions baru tu..  hahaha..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adam dah nak masuk darjah satu.  at first when adam started kindergarten, we had thought to send adam to SSU from his kindy's age to secondary school.  then alesya came in.  tabung pecah.  so cannotlah nak lebihkan adam sorang.  furthermore, SSU finishes at 3:30pm.  sapa pulak nak gi ngambik adam balik skool?  ok..  i know..  van ada.  atuk ada.  bas sekolah ada.  akan tetapi, sama ke ngan mama amik?  tak kan??  i was thinking...  i give you a situation la eh...  adam habis skool kul 1:30pm.  then orang amik dia.  then dia duk umah babysitter sampai it's time to sekolah agama.  which is at 5 until 7.  dont u think by the time he reaches home, dia dah terkelepet?  probably kan?  so bila mek nak bersembang dengan dia?  when would be the time i wanna know what's happening at school, or how's school life for a guy named adam danial?  ok...  curi masa..  can..  curi masa is very the can one.  but when?  i'm on a full time employment.  the only time, if i decided not to amik adam from school, is after 7pm.  which is lepas dia balik sekolah agama.  ada mungkin dia dah penat?  ada mungkin dia dah tak selera nak cite apa jadik kat sekolah?  ada mungkin dia dah malas nak bersembang?  ye..  sila angguk...  :D  for this, no matter how, i wanna do the pick up from school daily.  dapat sembang sengah jam pun jadiklah dengan anak bujang i sorang ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;at first we registered adam at sk setiawangsa.  sama dengan best friend dia, haziq.  then we looked into the logistic.  umang aiii..  pepagi confirm mek boleh jadik tarzan kalo kena hantar adam gi skool.  jalan is sempit satu.  full with offices, dua.  kedai lagi, apa lagi..  uiii......  tidaklah teman.  then we decided to sk taman melawati 2.  we have registered, confirmed semua bagai.  then kak an (airiel's mama - another best friend), bagitau sk wangsa jaya is having completely morning session.  walawehhh.. mana boleh tahan....  and so, last minute, we decided to send adam to sk wangsa jaya.  al-malangnya...  sudah penuh.  oleh itu dengan nasihat pakteh, we agreed on sending adam to sk wangsa melawati and then try mohon untuk ke wangsa jaya.  nak transfer kl to kl ni mudah sikit, kata pak teh.  so as of now, sk wangsa melawati la sekolah budak adam ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;why i want sk wangsa jaya so much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1)  full morning session for 6 years wehhhh..  sapa tamao?  6 bulan kami laki bini tak payah pikir anak sekolah pagi ke petang ke...  nak tukar penghantaran dan pick up ke...  satu masalah settle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2)  airiel is there.  at least adam will have one familiar face.  i have no doubt that adam will not be having any problems with new friends.  he could make friends easily.  macam mama dia kan?  hahahah..  tapi yelah..  at least satu muka yang dia kenal, tak delah dia segan silu sangat...  dok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3)  since airiel is there, in case of emergency, i could rely on kak an - airiel's mama.  bukanlah nak mengambil kesempatan.........  tapi yelah..  orang bekerja dengan orang tak bekerja ni lain.  if only i have a part time job that give me 5k monthly, i would definitely quit my job - 24 hours!  confirm punya!   tapi ada ke part time gitu rupa..  jangan suh mek carik2 downline ni eh..  tak kuasa..  jual tupperware dengan kukis &amp;amp; cuppies ni pun dah cukup.  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;baju sekolah dah beli.  beg che tam dah bagi.  beg sekolah agama pun dah siap.  stationeries semua dah carik tadi.  kasut sekolah dah terpakai hari graduation kindy itu hari.  so skang, tunggu masuk sekolah ajelah...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ya Allah, permudahkanlah urusan kami sekeluarga.  jauhkanlah kami dari segala bala bencana...  kuatkanlah keimanan kami &amp;amp; kesabaran kami mengharungi dugaanMu.  tabahkanlah hati kami dalam menghadapi liku2 hidup ini.  amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-450563960397016973?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/450563960397016973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=450563960397016973&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/450563960397016973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/450563960397016973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/masuk-sekolah.html' title='masuk sekolah'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7748086900154949262</id><published>2010-12-19T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T02:33:07.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vitamin M</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funnybeez.com/funnypictures/lazy-firefighter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 295px;" src="http://www.funnybeez.com/funnypictures/lazy-firefighter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sejak ada facebook ni makin malas mengupdate blog.  ngape eh?  ontahlah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kadang2 ada aje menda nak cite kat sini.  nak luahkan perasaan terpendam.  nak mengumpat.  nak berbangga diri.  ewahhh..  tapi peh tu mesti sama ada terlupa ataupun malas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;heyyyy..  malas lagi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ehh..  tapi kekadang tu banyak keje pun iye jugak.  adoiii..  tang keje ni jangan cakaplah.  bulan december ni aje rasa nak tercabut keyboard kat opis tu.  contract dah siap, kejarkan payroll pulak.  payroll siap, kejarkan sekolah cuti pulak.  heyyy...  macam-macam.  selagi tak tutup mata, keje-keje-keje.  lotih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;december dah kan?  rasa macam baru celebrate besday ke 17 tahun.  hahahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;banyak sebenarnya nak cite ni.  besday alesya.  baking projects.  tupperware lagi.  otomobil baru.  mm..  baru apanya..  dah sengah tahun dah pun..  adam nak masuk sekolah.  ish.. macam-macam lah..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nantilah eh..  tunggu vitamin R datang.  hehehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;selamat tahun baru :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-7748086900154949262?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7748086900154949262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7748086900154949262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7748086900154949262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7748086900154949262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/12/vitamin-m.html' title='vitamin M'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3452895166967252633</id><published>2010-11-02T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:43:55.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>otomobil</title><content type='html'>ha.. itu hari sapa kepoci nak tau pasal otomobil mek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tunggu siarannya tak lama lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gamba baru jumpa.  jadik boleh update.  hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-3452895166967252633?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3452895166967252633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3452895166967252633&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3452895166967252633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3452895166967252633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/11/otomobil.html' title='otomobil'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8680278087963936163</id><published>2010-11-02T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:28:02.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world is small</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TNAtg54ze3I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/zFuuZORyTvk/s1600/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TNAtg54ze3I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/zFuuZORyTvk/s200/DSC01226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534973985356479346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;classmate adam nama mukriz&lt;br /&gt;mama mukriz adalah best friend kak nurul&lt;br /&gt;anak-anak kak nurul pernah dijaga mak nek&lt;br /&gt;mak nek adalah babysitter lama adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;kawan mama nama zahar&lt;br /&gt;classmate adam nama airiel&lt;br /&gt;papa airiel nama azli&lt;br /&gt;azli dan zahar adalam kawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;classmate adam nama haziq&lt;br /&gt;kawan mama nama kufee&lt;br /&gt;doktor mama &amp;amp; mama haziq adalah doktor ku&lt;br /&gt;dentist ayah &amp;amp; ayah haziq adalah doktor meor&lt;br /&gt;kufee adalah adik doktor ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best kan?  kecik aje dunia ni rupernya....  balik2, pusing2, situ jugak..  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-8680278087963936163?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8680278087963936163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8680278087963936163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8680278087963936163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8680278087963936163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/11/world-is-small.html' title='world is small'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TNAtg54ze3I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/zFuuZORyTvk/s72-c/DSC01226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-6759468501816883285</id><published>2010-10-07T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:37:06.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>points note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.distrocars.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/2010-Peugeot-3008-Front-Side-590x442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 359px;" src="http://www.distrocars.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/2010-Peugeot-3008-Front-Side-590x442.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nothing much to update, sincerely..  points form ajelah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;kak sah passed away recently.  kak sah is made's cousin whom had brought him (+ adik beradik) up since small.  kak sah and me is not an item.  angin lintang keselaluannya.  i'm always the budak nakal and she was the ketua pengawas.  so, i'm not her favourite.  dont get me wrong, but i'm in a way happy that she's now out of pain.  oh!  she has had breast cancer for more than 10 years ago.  a true fighter!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;open house the other day was great!  food was exceptional.  sampai licin &amp;amp; those came after 3 dah kena makan kentaki.  sorry ye..  we first thought the food we bought was not enough.  then after some arithmetic calculations, we concluded that most tetamu had more than one round of food.  alhamdulillah...  rezeki anda, rahmat buat kami.  insya Allah :D  next year ingat nak buat open house time breakfast.  amacam? heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after september's payroll, rasa macam lega sangat.  perhaps i've getting the hang of it.  so takde la rasa macam terbengong2 macam the first month.  siap bertekak &amp;amp; bermasam muka dengan my boss.  alhamdulillah...  i have the greatest boss.  we actually trashed out what we had inside.  how i felt, what made me felt like one, what are my expectations..  yes, we had confrontational conversation (it's more of a debate if you saw us), but in the end, we knew what made us sailed into a tight row.  i guess, u guys should too..  if you dont feel comfy with the job &amp;amp; pressure that your supervisors are giving, voice it out.  they should listen to you and have a mutual understanding.  the more you keep quite, the more you're killing yourself.  butttttttt....  if you do have an egoistic boss, sorrylah..  tak dapek den nak nolong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alesya dah tumbuh gigi atas.  yay!  skang asik sebut "mama, mama, mama, mama".  tapi pegi kat ayah.  hahahahha..  dah pandai babai orang dah.  asik carik gaduh ngan abang adam pun ada.  and adam is one GREATEST brother...  mengalah aje.  mama sayang adam much-much!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;adam punya spelling kat kelas, giler punya susah.. well..  for me la.  tadika dah kena eja development, struggled, community, arithmetic (even i got this wrong), underground, etc.  adoih....  i dont think i had to spell these words when i was in kindy.  my life in kindy was dancing, singing, dancing, singing, dancing, singing, makan biskut..  pengsan tengok bebudak skang punya competition.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saya sudah tukar nombor talipon ye kawan2.  so sapa2 yang tak dapat my sms, please let me know..  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alin kata skang orang mencuri bateri keta pulak.  haih..  satu-satu..  sila berhati2 ye frens..  orang tersebut akan masuk umah u macam bodo je...  especially kalo pintu pagar tak berkunci &amp;amp; an extra bonus points kalu kereta you all pun tak kunci.  so be extra careful okeh...  one lesson, jangan tinggalkan apa2 resit or anything that indicates your address.  kunci keta pun, sila tinggalkan kunci aje.  if possible jangan attach dengan kunci umah or keychain yang ada alamat.  kalo pegi servis keta, some shops will letak sticker with your nombor keta on your alarm.  so sila la tanggalkan sticker tu secepat mungkin.  nak tinggalkan apa2 dalam keta, sila la pastikan benda tu semua tersorok.  pencurik skang ni educated terlebih..  kita pikir 1+1 je..  dia dah pikir 10+10...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;skang tengah mood sheila majid.  hehehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ini ajelah la kot buat masa ni.  tak tau nak update apa dah...  nanti sembang lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-6759468501816883285?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6759468501816883285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=6759468501816883285&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6759468501816883285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6759468501816883285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/10/points-note.html' title='points note'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5181084214734621772</id><published>2010-09-16T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:49:43.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aidilfitri 1431H - 2010</title><content type='html'>lama tak bersiaran kan?  rindu tak?  hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly..  of late sangat banyak keje.  commencing august 2010, our department has took over payroll job.  thus, mek sangat banyak keje.  cycle buat keje tu rasa macam tak berhenti.  sebelum ni, kul 4:30pm tu kira macam dah boleh pack2 barang, and pikir untuk keje besoknya.  ever since the new job ni, kul lima pun tak terasa kul 5.  deadline rasa macam death penalty pulak.  adohai..  one hand, i'm taking it as a very good career enhancement.  however, at the same time, as someone who is selfish with her time, i feel my privacy being invaded pun ada jugak..  :(  anyhow, i'm grateful &amp;amp; bersyukur for what i'm saying yes for and insya Allah besar rahmatNya di kendian hari.  amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak citer pasal raya la pulak.  excited ni..  sila la baca dengan bersungguh2 ye.  hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, we decided to balik kelantan on wednesday.  tapinya che made changed his mind and we went back on the raya day itself.  mujur jugak che made bertukar fikiran.  jalan tak jem on that day.  banyak keta, tapi running smoothly.  bak kata along &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ala.. keta ko kan ada turbo".&lt;/span&gt;  haih...  memanglah ada turbo power.  dah tu kalo kelajuan yang dibenarkan hanya 8km/h aje, kejadah apa turbo tu pun kan?  jadiknya, bergembiralah ibunda tercinta saya kerana buat pertama kali, semua anak dan cucu berkumpul di rumahnya di hari raya.  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs313.snc4/40989_425844627827_558937827_5099918_2905872_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs313.snc4/40989_425844627827_558937827_5099918_2905872_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;sila jangan tanya mana gamba sekeluarga ye..  gamba kat atas ni aje yang complete kami sefamily.  gamba group hug kata adam.  heheheh..  ni pun gamba paw lelen punya FB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year mek masak rendang daging dengan kuih raya ye kawan2 sekalian..  hahaha..  mek tak penah masak di pagi raya ye.  harap maklum.  sebab umah mak sangatlah dekat.  jadiknya, pagi2 raya gi menempel kat umah dia dengan tupperware.   balik hangatkan aje.  sesuwai kan?  hehehe..  this year, ntah apa angin nak buat rendang sendiri.  so, mak pun kul 7:30am dah sampai depan pagar dengan daging 2kg.  nak kata mek masak 100%, tak jugaklah.  sebab che made keje.  jadiknya alesya takde sapa nak tengokkan.  terpaksalah lari2 sambil jadik assistant chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elok lepas makan, tunggu kejap sebab mokteh dah on the way, kami pun salin baju and naik keta menuju ke kelantan.  dalam keta siap pesan kat che made "kalo jalan entrance masuk kat gombak ni jem, balik.  tak jadik balik kelantan.  okeh?"  durjana kan?  hahahaha..  tak kuasala nak bersesak dalam jem.  penat tau.  bontot mek dah cukup besar okeh..  kang duk dalam jem lama2, bertambah la besar bontotku yang seksi itu taw...  alhamdulillah.  jalan tak jem.  alesya pun tido sepanjang jalan.  sampai kat gua musang bangun nak duduk ngan mama.  sian dia...  adam ada entertainment dalam keta. jadiknya tak heran nak tido pun.  boleh harap betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raya kedua tak gi mana sebab jiran sebelah umah kat krai ada kenduri pertunangan.  hari ketiga we went to KB.  mehlah mek buat pengakuan berani mati..  mek memang cukup malas nak pegi KB.  sebabbbbbbbb... jalannya jem.  boleh sangkut 6 jam for nothing okeh..  menyampah!  oleh itu, untuk hari raya ketiga itu, we decided to leave early.  kul 9 dah kuar umah.  1 hour aje sampai ke KB.  akan tetapi, hala balik ke krai amik masa 3 jam!!  sampai naik meragam si alesya.  dengan pampers penuh.  adohai..  tak taulah apa punca jem.  eksiden takde.  yg ada polis 2 orang kontrol hensem tengah jalan raya aje.  sengal bontot!  kat KB tadi, dapatlah beraya kat umah kak zah (sepupu kak sah, che made's cousin).  actually tak raya la..  sebab visit orang meninggal sebenarnya..  kuih oren kat umah kak zah ni best wehh..  nak cariklah resepinya.  tahun depan buat jual.  hahahaha..  peh tu kami gi umah kak za then langsung ke umah sungai, umah kak ah.  jakun si adam tengok river.  hebatkan kampung ayah..  hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raya keempat, we decided to balik terengganu.  lama tak balik weh..  3 tahung.  hehehe..  we left early jugak.  sebab takut ke jem.  boleh tahan banyak jugaklah keretanya.  but bearable la..  takdelah kata sampai sengal bontot.  we spent a night in ri-yaz heritage.  okeh - nak promosi sat....  bilik kat situ sangatlah best.  bersih &amp;amp; cantik.  memang untuk sesapa nak bersantai, silalah.  untuk yang nak berhanimun, pun cantek.  yang nak berhalimunan pun boleh.  pemandangan wise, i'm not a scenery person, so bolehlah.. nampak boats keliling.  chalet yang kami dapat sangat besar &amp;amp; selesa.  bilik air siap ada both standing shower &amp;amp; bath tub.  so kira besarlah kan?  dari lobby ke chalet, ada buggy hantarkan.  teringat pulak kat berjaya langkawi.  gitu jugaklah kisahnya.  nak ke mana2 pun buggy amik-hantar.  lobby hotel pun simple aje.  takdelah nampak corporate.  nampak sangat santai.  if given any chances, we would love to go back and have another couple of nights stay.  price wise, my cousins gave me "wow..  duduk kat ri-yaz...." expression.  well, we found that the online rate given was reasonable.  lebih kurang sama dengan primula aje.  so better deal won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disebabkan dah 3 tahun tak balik beraya di terengganu, kami (me, in particular) jadik cam orang buta la kat terengganu tu.  tak tau jalan mana nak pegi.  first house, kami pegi umah abg li kat gong kapas.  nasib baik jugak instruction dia bagi tu clear &amp;amp; senang nak carik.  kalo tak, mau makan kentaki jugak kami hari tu.  hehehe..  dari umah abg li, kami ke umah mak ngah.  "kami" this time, termasuk abg li with wife &amp;amp; brother termasuk parentsnya.  umah mak ngah tu, mek tau jalannya..  tapi blur.  heheheh..  dapatlah jugak jumpa pak ngah yang dah terlantar aje atas katil tu.  Allah tu Maha Adil..  nak bagi peluang anak2 berbakti pada ayahanda tercinta.  alhamdulillah..  dari umah mak ngah kami ke umah kak ting, anak mak ngah sebab wan hindun ada kat situ.  lepas tu rombongan abg li tinggalkan kami anak beranak.  dapatlah bersua muka dengan cousins yang lain.  alhamdulillah..  dari umah kak ting, pegi pulak umah mak long.  peh tu pegi umah ad.  my friend from ITM.  kisah dengan ad ni best sikit.  kami bukanlah besfren mana pun.  tak sama course pun.  satu bilik pun tak.  duk sebelah bilik aje time kat seroja tu.  tapi since i had my driving license kat terengganu, sampai skang ni..  kalo balik terengganu, mesti jumpa.  macam kemestian pulak.  hehehehe..  besoknya sebelum balik, kami singgah umah kak shima and beli kepok losong.  selesai beraya di terengganu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik dari terengganu, i drove from kuantan to KL.  adoi..  letih sehhhhhh....  2 jam membawak keta.  macam mana la orang yang boleh tahan bawak keta berejam2 ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekianlah sahaja kisah aidilfitri kami buat masa ini.  nanti ada tambahan, mek update lagi.  dikesempatan ini, mek mengucapkan "SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI &amp;amp; MAAF ZAHIR BATIN" buat semua kengkawan di alam siber ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs331.ash2/61148_428094128511_597738511_5239945_4558326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 266px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs331.ash2/61148_428094128511_597738511_5239945_4558326_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;budak kecik ni dah pandai senyum2.  geram aje orang keliling tengokkan.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs324.ash2/60410_428094253511_597738511_5239946_6463974_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 273px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs324.ash2/60410_428094253511_597738511_5239946_6463974_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini budak sangat banyak soal.  itu hari dia tanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam:  mama.. is kelantan my hometown?&lt;br /&gt;mama:  no..  that is ayah's hometown&lt;br /&gt;adam:  so is kelantan my hometown too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak aje jawab..  "no.. that's where you were made".  tapi tak kuasa pulak nak jawab soklan seterusnya.  hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5181084214734621772?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5181084214734621772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5181084214734621772&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5181084214734621772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5181084214734621772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/09/aidilfitri-1431h-2010.html' title='aidilfitri 1431H - 2010'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-2539816690096937895</id><published>2010-07-19T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:39:20.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dengar &amp; tengok</title><content type='html'>mek ada few celebrities yang fall into certain categories as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a)  sora boleh didengar, tapi rupa tak boleh ditengok&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://www.liriklagu.com/photo/Awie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 316px;" src="http://www.liriklagu.com/photo/Awie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  awie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sora dia memang mengancam kalbu.  boleh kata mek adalah peminat setia la.  dari dia dengan wings sampailah dia berdouble trouble dengan search  dan sehinggalah dia solo-molo.  gua adalah peminat tersetia.  tapiiiiiii..........  mek langsung tak leh tengok acting dia KECUALI cite dia dengan afdlin shauki.  kalau tengok dia berlakon romantik-romantik, rasa nak pecahkan tivi.  lagi satu, ampunlah nak tengok dia nyanyi.  tak de punca sebenar.  cuma mata tu rasa macam ada pencemaran..  hehehehe......  takat dengar lagu dia kat radio memang mek boleh layan lentokkkkkk...&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://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:a7YxmpK_fTy0rM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__5iCBgWyRVwnWhE0SAysPG1n_x1Y="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 269px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:a7YxmpK_fTy0rM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__5iCBgWyRVwnWhE0SAysPG1n_x1Y=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amy search&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ini pun sama.  sorang dia memang boleh layan tahap terkesima jiwa raga bila mendengarnya.  tapi kalo tengok dia menyanyi ke dia berlakon kat tv ke, alahai......  biarlah tak payah.  buat tambah dosa aku je...  he's a fine singer, but when come to live picture, gua tak tahanla bro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b)  rupa boleh tengok, sora mintak hampun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theotherkhairul.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/azwan-ali-cak-cak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://theotherkhairul.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/azwan-ali-cak-cak.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;azwan ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hahahahahha..  yang ni tak payah cite la dek non oiiii...  dulu penah jadik my idola okehhh..  time tu dia berlakon dengan vee.  memang cam best aje lakonan dia.  tapi off late ni, dia pun dah ter-off.  kehkehkeh...  mek boleh tengok muka dia..  tapi tang sora tu di-mute kan ajelah....  tak larat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c)  jangan kata sora, rupa pun aku tak larat nak tengok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gua.com.my/photobank/article/1/20/111ADA0EB4D04A9FBC92C59966E4A40D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 224px;" src="http://www.gua.com.my/photobank/article/1/20/111ADA0EB4D04A9FBC92C59966E4A40D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;halim othman &amp;amp; linda onn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ya tuhan...  mintak ampunlah banyak2.  ntahlah kenapa sakit pening, cirit birit, migrain terus datang kalo dengar sora dia ni...  kalo tengok rupa dia pun, rasa macam....  adohai....  kenapala aku tengok muka hang..  bukanlah kata dia tak hensem.  tapi hensem kah dia?  hahahaha..  tapi tak laratlah cara dia berkomunikasi.  macam over-over-over-over mengada2 yang "aku lempang ko ni nanti".  korang faham perasaan mek ni?  dia ni kalo bercakap  mesti ala2  orang  malaysia (bangsa boleh dipelbagaikan) yang bila cakap oreng puteh perlu ada slanga oreng puteh tapi  tak taulah dia sedar atau tak, bila dia cakap tu sah2 ke laut dalam bunyinya.  tak tenteram langsung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu linda onn adalah di dalam kategori yang sama..  sekian terima kasih..&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://adlankhalidi.com/wp-content/gallery/blogpix09/izwantv3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 225px;" src="http://adlankhalidi.com/wp-content/gallery/blogpix09/izwantv3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; izwan azir (tv3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ni baru mangsa terbaru.  dulu ok aje dia ni baca berita.  dengar pun sedap aje.  kebelakangan ni, macam menjengkel kan aje cara dia baca.  dengan mimik muka dia, reaksi muka, tangan..  alah...  semualah..  biasalah kan.. kalo dah tak suka.  hahahaha..  tapi seriously..  tiap kali tengok dia mesti teringat halim othman.  tadi dengar dia baca iklan primax pun rasa nak letupkan tivi.  tolong!  tolong!  tolong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh..  banyak dosa aku dah.....&lt;br /&gt;taubat!  taubat!  taubat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-2539816690096937895?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2539816690096937895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=2539816690096937895&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2539816690096937895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2539816690096937895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/07/dengar-tengok.html' title='dengar &amp; tengok'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-6512390567632307258</id><published>2010-07-14T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:26:00.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>award bestest blog dari riko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocPz29zMem0/TCyBNvq4lnI/AAAAAAAADaI/eX2hnvnHSGg/s320/awardss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocPz29zMem0/TCyBNvq4lnI/AAAAAAAADaI/eX2hnvnHSGg/s320/awardss.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yay!  yay!  dapat award..  yay! yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;greatest award ok... hahahahaha...  tak hengat sungguh!  cam lagu2 greatest hit gitu..   meh nak tengok apa nak kena buat ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1. Anda mesti memuji si pemberi award&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;uih.. kena puji..  cam tak ikhlas bagi award aje.....  hahahahahha.. ya ampunnnnn...  nak kena puji ke?  tak yahlah.. nak cite pasal pemberi award.  aci?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i met riko (bukan nama sebenar) di cyber space, specifically - cari.com.  specific lagi - ruang gossip.  hehehe...  macam mana boleh terjerat?  si sue punya keje la ni..  semuanya gara-gara  AF2.  memula gitu2 aje.  peh tu lama2, kami jadik baik pulak.  sampai ada thread untuk kami aje yang sembang.  memang melampau.  hehehe...     kami itu adalah sue, irah, lili, tqah, conan, zureen, riko and myself.  er..  ada ke nama yang tertinggal?  rasanya kami ajelah..  peh tu siap gi jumpa2 kat pizza hut subang.  pehtu datang raya.  pehtu asik contact ajelah.  pendek kata friendship tak putus punya..  alhamdulillah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pemberi award ni penah tolong mek dapat keje.  hehehe...  tapi keje tu tak kekal lama la.  sebab mek tak baper faham struktur ofis tu.  nevertheless, i appreciate her assistance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kadang2 kitorang kuar jugaklah sama2.  ada few times kan riko?  and i look forward for this friendship to last us bak kata orang putih "till death do us apart".  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;2. Bagi award ni kat 10 blog yang lain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;camne nak bagi kat orang lain ni...  semua orang pun dah dapat award ni....  hahahaha...  sapa2 rasa nak buat sila la..  anggaplah mek kasik kat korang :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;3. Beritahu mereka mendapat award.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;"korang...  korang dapat award.."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;ok done..  dah bagitau..  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;4. Bagaimana anda digelar blog yang best &amp;amp; great?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha..  best kah?  great kah?  hahahahahha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i started this blog sebab seronok tengok my office colleague buat blog.  cam best je.  and at the same time, i was reminiscing memories with uwan.  so, jadiklah cucuuwan ini..  pastu cam syok sendiri update pun ada jugak...  layan perasaan la ala-ala.  hehehe...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada la jugak terperasan ada orang copy paste my posting.  rasa cam bengan ada.  bangga pun ada.  tak sangka la kan...  ada peminat dalam diam rupanya..  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;most important, this blog is mine.  my thought, my say.  it's all about me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sekian, terima kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-6512390567632307258?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6512390567632307258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=6512390567632307258&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6512390567632307258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6512390567632307258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/07/award-bestest-blog-dari-riko.html' title='award bestest blog dari riko'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocPz29zMem0/TCyBNvq4lnI/AAAAAAAADaI/eX2hnvnHSGg/s72-c/awardss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-6480328011695378545</id><published>2010-07-10T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:03:45.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TDiZnpBF0NI/AAAAAAAAB6I/wJkSVSoRPNc/s1600/IMG_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TDiZnpBF0NI/AAAAAAAAB6I/wJkSVSoRPNc/s320/IMG_0075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492308651882696914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we were about 45 meters away from the house when adam suddenly said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"ayah...  i think we have to buy a new house"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then ayah asked, &lt;i&gt;"why adam?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were already worried...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adam answered:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"because our door grill has broken.  so we have to buy a new house"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hambik ko!  grill rosak kena beli umah baru okeh.....  berkaliber betul idea dia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-6480328011695378545?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6480328011695378545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=6480328011695378545&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6480328011695378545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/6480328011695378545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-house.html' title='new house'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TDiZnpBF0NI/AAAAAAAAB6I/wJkSVSoRPNc/s72-c/IMG_0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5034069359365945255</id><published>2010-06-28T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:26:00.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soalan yang tak baper reti nak jawab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themillionairesecrets.net/images/2008/12/questions.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 313px;" src="http://www.themillionairesecrets.net/images/2008/12/questions.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bebaru ni sembang ngan member..  here are bits and pieces of what we talked about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;member:  weh..  aku suka baca blog enko.  funny pun ada.  geram pun ada.  rasa macam sembang ngan ko secara live pun ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai:  mekasih....  hehehe..  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terasa diri diawang-awangan - kembang..  kuncup..  kembang..  kuncup.&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;member:  selalu eh ko ada idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai:  dependslah.. kalo ada idea aku type.  takde idea aku biar aje...  kadang2 time aku rajin, aku schedule post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;member:  rajin ko eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai:  ada la sikit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;member:  tapi kenapa follower ko tak ramai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai:  er....  ntah..  kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;member:  yelah..  aku selalu pegi mana2 blog, follower dia mesti gempak2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai:  er...  kena ada banyak follower eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;member:  yelah...  blog ko best apa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai:  er...  ko dah jadik follower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;member..  er...  aku takde blog.  camne aku nak jadik follower ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai:  aaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inilah antara soklan yang tak kuasanyaaaaaa mek nak jawab.  i dont know about you.  but my "follower" selection is based on any blogs that i stumbled upon and i think i might be referring to it later.  so i become a follower as it will be listed on my account.  those blogs that i have regularly read &amp;amp; visited, i will link it.  jadik senang nak click and read.  therefore, ada aku kisah kalo tak ramai follower pun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sorry ye babe...  ngata engko pulak this entry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that sort of question reminds me of another question from another friend.  she came to my house the other day and saw our cars.  she started with who's the driver to each car, then why aren't we car pooling then to her soalan pendek akal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"nama ko atas keta yang mana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh blimey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keperluan asasi yang mana perlu mek jawab soklan sebegini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian, terima kasih&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/16790992-5034069359365945255?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5034069359365945255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5034069359365945255&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5034069359365945255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5034069359365945255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/soalan-yang-tak-baper-reti-nak-jawab.html' title='soalan yang tak baper reti nak jawab'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4866190048199678906</id><published>2010-06-21T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T01:26:00.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wild animal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada satu hari tu..  adam bawak balik homework.  tajuknya wild animal.  dia suh mama dia lukis.  manalah mama dia tau.  kang ada pulak ayam rupa selipar, gajah rupa gunting.  rentikan kalo nak suh mama lukis.  takat orang lidi, terer aaaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nak dijadikan cite, adam kerah ayah dia lukiskan.  kena pulak time angin pemaleh ayah datang.  ayah suh adam lukis sendiri.  lukislah si anak tersayang ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;besoknya, bila adam balik sekolah, mama tanyalah apa gamba adam lukis as wild animal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jawab adam dengan bangganya - &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"fish &amp;amp; chicken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nak tersembur nasik dalam mulut mama ni..  bertuah punya ayah.  berpada-pada la kot malas sangat pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;boleh harap betul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TBj2UCJXEPI/AAAAAAAAB54/j84y4KH7w9Y/s320/DSC01063.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483403370357526770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;gamba tulang dinasor..  ada bakat arkeologist budak adam ni...  ngehngehngeh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-4866190048199678906?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4866190048199678906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4866190048199678906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4866190048199678906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4866190048199678906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/wild-animal.html' title='wild animal'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TBj2UCJXEPI/AAAAAAAAB54/j84y4KH7w9Y/s72-c/DSC01063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7016111096293144475</id><published>2010-06-18T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:26:00.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss &amp; make up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.abc.net.au/unleashed/images/shake_hand_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://www.abc.net.au/unleashed/images/shake_hand_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kesinambungan kisah yang ini:  &lt;a href="http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/bila-angin-rajin-datang.html"&gt;bila angin rajin datang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my bos balik keje minggu ni..  serba salah nak cite ngan dia ke tak apa yang dah jadik.  nak cite kang, takut dia kata complain.  tanak cite karang, mek ni staff dia.  thus, she qualifies to know.  so i asked my colleague, fairuz....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"cakaplah anne..  daripada dia dengar daripada mulut orang lain.  ha..  camne nanti?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;betul jugak tu...    so i decided to tell her.  giler gabra nak cakap ngan bos.  takut dia tersentap satu.  takut dia kata mek emosi satu.  takut dia dah tahu and waiting for me to bukak mulut pun satu lagi.  hish.. pendek kata berdebarrrrrrrrrr la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lepas sembang pasal cuti, pasal job enhancement for the next school year, peh tu sembang pulak pasal kisah principal &amp;amp; interview we had, barulah keluar cite incident tersebut.  adohhhh..  bila dia kata "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he what?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;".  hambik ko..  rasa luruh jantung ni ha..  dia ni marah aku ke marah sapa ni...  janganlah jap lagi dia pegi berperang pulak.  amin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sudah aje cite, dia kata &lt;i&gt;"do you want me to talk to him and ask him to apologize to you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"er..  i dont know.....  you can talk, but no fight please"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mek kenal sangatlah ngan my bos ok..  silap2 boleh bergaduh pulak karang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after a while, she called the supervisor into her room and i overheard she said &lt;i&gt;"i think you know why i'm calling you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;memang time tu, rasa nak panggil paramedik, nak carik tong oksigen, nak buat CPR, perasaan nak carik orang tulis wasiat pun ada..  dengarlah dia berdentum dentam dalam bilik tu.  bebalik &lt;i&gt;"she told, she said, she.. she.. she.."&lt;/i&gt;.  alahai.... time tu rasa - jantung..  dok diam2 ye.. jangan jatuh lagi ye....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kejap2 lagi &lt;i&gt;"anne, can you come in for a while?  somebody has something to say"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"anne, can we kiss and make up?" &lt;/i&gt;he said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"ha?  er..  we can't kiss, but we can make up..  i guess"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so there was a bit of questions, clarifications, justifications made between the three of us.  my boss, that supervisor and myself.  we agreed that there were some miscommunication &amp;amp; misunderstandings.  both parties flipped.  stress level went up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm glad i told my boss about it.  she was glad too.  she knew that i'm not the kind of sikit-sikit cite, sikit-sikit mengadu dekat bos.  she knew i had to find my guts &amp;amp; courage to tell her what had happened.  now i feel good.  yey!        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sekian, terima kasih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehehe...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-7016111096293144475?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7016111096293144475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7016111096293144475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7016111096293144475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7016111096293144475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/kiss-make-up.html' title='kiss &amp; make up'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5449199505626904931</id><published>2010-06-16T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:09:28.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>layout baru</title><content type='html'>sekali tengok cam cantik pulak&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok..  operasi puji diri sendiri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bagus-bagus *mode tepuk bahu sendiri*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ye.. saya tau.. awak pun kata cantik kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terima kasih.. janganlah puji banyak2.  malulah saya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahhahahahaha...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5449199505626904931?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5449199505626904931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5449199505626904931&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5449199505626904931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5449199505626904931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/layout-baru.html' title='layout baru'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1482232817629568578</id><published>2010-06-16T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:48:28.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sesema bola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TBjVoRBdPpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/EpP5GintTqc/s1600/DSC01581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TBjVoRBdPpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/EpP5GintTqc/s200/DSC01581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483367434064576146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pemain simpanan terkemuka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;16 june 2010 - 8:19 malam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife:  bang...  HON vs CHI tu apa?  Honolulu vs China eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hubby:  hish..  honduras la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife:  honduras tu negara apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hubby:  negara orang honduras lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife: ada eh?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seminit lepas tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife:  bang..  ESP vs SUI ni?  ESP tu espanol eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hubby:  haah..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife:  SUI?  sui kim?  hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hubby:  switzerland lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife:  tipulah..  apesal pulak SUI?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hubby:  dah tu kenapa MAS tu malaysia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife:  betul la...  maslaysia.  ha... kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hubby:  hish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then wife tekan INFO button&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife:  pandai sangatla tu.  CHI tu chile la..  ESP tu spain.  pandai jek kata espanol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hubby:  la..  betul la..  espanol tu spainla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wife:  eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hubby:  dah..  i nak mandi.  tengok anak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ceh!  nampak sangatlah geografi aku fel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-1482232817629568578?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1482232817629568578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1482232817629568578&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1482232817629568578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1482232817629568578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/sesema-bola.html' title='sesema bola'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TBjVoRBdPpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/EpP5GintTqc/s72-c/DSC01581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5796515631316871366</id><published>2010-06-14T01:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T01:26:00.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag:  mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TA_Amv1S_pI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w6QH8MdAn3A/s1600/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TA_Amv1S_pI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w6QH8MdAn3A/s200/IMG_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480811043440754322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;masih mood menjawab tag.  hehehehehe..  tag dari si zarin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. How old were you when your first child was born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i was.....  er...     26.  siap amik calculator nak ngira.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. What month and year was your youngest child born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;youngest would be alesya...  december 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. How did you feel when you first found out you were pregnant?a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i feel?  wahhh.. hebatlah laki aku..  sniper betul.  hahahahaha..  honestly..  tak tau nak feel camne.  baru kawin terus preggy.  so cam....  wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4. Who did you tell first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;er....  we told who eh?  we did the test together. siap amik gamba utp kit tu lagi..  told our parents la kot.  lagipun time tu duk ngan my parents.  of courselah kena cakap ngan derang kan?  kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5. How many pounds/kg did you gain during your first pregnancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;double my weight when i was single.  enough said!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;6. What did you crave while you were pregnant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;craving was like..  bulan ni nak makan bege aje.  bulan lagi satu nak makan rojak aje.  lagi satu bulan nak makan sup aje.  gitu la.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;7. Did you find out the gender of your first child? Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;did we?  mmmmm..  tak de la sangat nak tau.  but since the doctor was so eager to tell, we listen ajelah..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;8. Did you have any complications during your pregnancy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;adala jugak.  masuk spital one week.  kurang air sebab time tu time posa.  pehtu gemok yang amat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;9. How much did your first child weigh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2.9 kg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;10. Was your first child early, late, or on time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;champion punya!  ngam2 on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;11. What is the most difficult challenge or health issue that any of your children have faced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;adam - asthmatic.  alesya - kind of sensitive skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;12. What's your favorite part of being a mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;when i held my kids and they smile...  precious feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;13. Do you think it's easier to be a mom or a dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i think it's the same. it's never easy to raise a child.  and it's never easy to hold responsibility of being a mom &amp;amp; a dad.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;14. What is the best piece of advice you could give to someone who is about to have their first child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;have a very high level of patience &amp;amp; tolerance.  mengucap banyak2...  anak tu pintu rezeki..  insya Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;15. Did you always think you'd have kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;of courselah....  i ok tau.  hahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;16. What's been the biggest surprise about motherhood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;looking at my son now..  how la this boy could fit in my tummy 6 years ago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;looking at my daughter now..  pretty like me la this girl.  no surprise..  hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;17. Are there things you miss about life before kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nothing much except for the weight.  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;18. How many children do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;19. Do you plan to have any more children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;big no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;20. Who's the mom that you admire most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;er.......  let me think.......  if i can say.... i admire any single mothers.   tabik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I would like to tag my frens.. a mommy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sofea-alisa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;riko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandal-kecik.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;lili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://matairis.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;diyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mummysyafie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;irah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://admansyah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.axa87.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cheyahchomel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sekian, terima kasih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/TA_Amv1S_pI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w6QH8MdAn3A/s72-c/IMG_0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4470095732177718001</id><published>2010-06-14T01:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T01:26:01.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag:  beautiful blogger award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocPz29zMem0/S6i2gmbl5SI/AAAAAAAACiE/RoE8LOoiuOU/s320/awardblogger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocPz29zMem0/S6i2gmbl5SI/AAAAAAAACiE/RoE8LOoiuOU/s320/awardblogger2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru baca tajuk award dah kembang2 hidung..  camne ni?  hahahahaha.....  mek takdelah beautiful sangat.  comel tu banyak jugak.  ngehngehngeh..  lama dah tak buat tag.  gatal pulak la nak buat hari ni.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arahan dia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. Thank &amp;amp; link the person that gave you the award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- dah sudah.  thank you to riko &amp;amp; zarin..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;2. Pass this award to 15 bloggers you've recently discovered and think are fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- ala...  ramai dah buat.  camne nak tag lagi?  halal la ye...  amin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3. Contact the bloggers and let them know they've won the award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- camne nak contactnya?  halal lagi la jawabnya ya...  amin lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;4. State 7 things about yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;7 je?  17 tak boleh?  hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(105, 101, 111); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia,serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;7 pun 7 lah...  jap eh nak pikir......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gila calculator.  asal gi kedai letrik ke, kedai stationery ke, mesti mata carik calculator.  ntah apa nak kira pun ntah.  ikut hati nak beli cashier machine buat pakai kat umah..  hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kalo rajin tu, rajin bebenor.  time malas, mintak ampunlah.....  amik cokelat dalam fridge pun malas.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;maleh tengok tv.  tengok citer korea nangis.  hindustan pun nangis.  citer melayu pun kekadang nangis.  kartun pun nangis.  tengok orang amik hadiah pun nangis. kememe betul!  peh tu imaginative.  janganlah kasik tengok cite kartun ke csi ke..  memang confirm akan terbayang-bayang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tak suka makan sensorang dan makan sangat lambat.  kalo makan kat tempat orang ramai, tak leh duduk mengadap orang ramai.  confirm kedai tutup pun mek masih terkulat2 makan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sangat "easy attach" kind of person.  mangsa paling lama - suami tercinta la.  dia nak gi memerut pun tak senang.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;giler membership.  penuh wallet dengan ntah apa2 kedai punya membership.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tidaklah perfectionist.  tapi kalo nak buat something tu, semua barang kena ada.  kalo tak cukup satu barang, memang malaslah nak buat.  er...  ke memang aku dasar pemalas?  mmmm....  kena figure ni...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian, terima kasih..  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-4470095732177718001?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4470095732177718001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4470095732177718001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4470095732177718001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4470095732177718001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/tag-beautiful-blogger-award.html' title='tag:  beautiful blogger award'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocPz29zMem0/S6i2gmbl5SI/AAAAAAAACiE/RoE8LOoiuOU/s72-c/awardblogger2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-1709430373970611501</id><published>2010-06-11T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:26:00.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bila angin rajin datang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toonpool.com/user/3356/files/angry_cricketer_400895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 406px;" src="http://www.toonpool.com/user/3356/files/angry_cricketer_400895.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;memanglah meriah blog ni diupdated.  kalo angin malas tu melanda, hampeh..  berbulan-bulan biar sepi aje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ni nak cite pasal sakit hati selasa lepas.  bukan sakit hati ngan sapa pun.  ngan opismate aje.  takde la sampai tak lalu nak makan bagai.  tapi, macam bengang sampai ke buku lalilah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kisahnya gini..  hari senin lepas, my bos was rushing to settle her works sebab dia nak gi bercuti start hari selasa.  when she's rushing, i had to rush as well la.  siap surat nak sign, siap itu, siap ini.  kejar sana sini.  kena make sure bila dia takde, things are well taken care off and apa2 wasiat dia nak tinggalkan, kita kena tahulah.  kang takde la menganga bila orang tanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nak dijadikan citer, pagi tu adalah sorang supervisor ni called mintak copy of increment letters untuk staff dia.  i pun inform la my bos and she said ok.  sampai ke petang, sibuk punya pasal, terlupa la arakian kisah increment letters ni.  bila my bos dah balik tetiba datanglah encik supervisor ini bertanyakan salinan-salinan yang telah dipinta.  "er..  it's with shanthi la.  she has gone home and it's locked in her drawer".  and he said "i asked from morning you know".  abes ko ingat dari pagi aku main congkak dengan batu seremban?  nak marah dah ni..  tapi cool.....  sebab dah time waktu balik..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;besok paginya, sampai aje opis, datanglah si encik supervisor ini lagi, bertanyakan copiesnya itu.  the same thing i said, "i dont have copies, and it's in shanthi's locked drawer."  tak habis lagi ayat mek, dia dah menyampuk.  "u're not being fair to me.  i asked from yesterday morning.  what about the people who has been waiting for the letters".  then i answered la..  "okeh.. if i can suggest..." tak habislah lagi sekali ayat mek, dia dah berdum-dum walked away from me and said "i give you the letter, you open it and make copies.."  apa ntah lagi dia cakap, maleh aku nak mendengar.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jap lagi dia datang balik with all the sealed envelope.  he passed it to me.  i took it, i put aside for a while because i need to jot a note down a fax copy and i headed to the workroom.  photocopy machine ni pulak, baru nak panas enjin.  lambatlah sikit setatnya.  so i was humming.  satu sebab dah panas hati ni.  dua sebab mesin ni pulak lembab.  tiga sebab mamat tu ada kat sebelah sebab nak tunggu i make the copies.  memang sakit hati giler time tu...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after i done with the copies, i went back to my place.  i took out some new envelopes and started to write down the staffs' names and put in the letters.  and i strongly BELIEVE that supervisor didn't expect i would be doing that.  why?  simply because he was so arrogant to listen to my suggestion.  i wanted to suggest that we open the sealed envelopes, let me make copies, then seal it back in a new envelope la.  would anyone knew about it?  NO!  but since aku ni cuma sapa aje di mata dia, he arrogantly ignored my say.  fine!  tak guna cakap banyak dengan orang bodo.  buat bodo lagi bagus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then he blurted out that i was not being fair to him, he was disappointed, bla bla bla..  i could understand his disappointment because i was humming all the way.   of courselah..  gua pun ada ego ma..  kang kot aku menjawab apa dia cakap, rasa2 akankah mungkin ada scene di opis itu?  definite punyalah..  if i wasn't humming, i'd say something stupid as well.  panas gelegak dalam hati ni tunggu masa aje nak meletop.  tengok muka dia memang dah rasa nak baling bakul sampah dah.  tapi itulah..  tak guna layan orang bodo.  buat jadik bodo aje nanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;done with the letter, he left.  and satu surat tertinggal pulak kat workroom.  so i repeated the same process, then i went to his room, without looking at him, i just put the letter on his table.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i could never look at him the say way again.  we have been good friends.  we talked about so many things.  anak-anak, sastera, bahasa melayu, politik, and almost everything under the roof.  but when it comes to things like this, as a department head, showing this kind of attitude.  alahai...  you dont get my respect lah.. your say is your pride &amp;amp; dignity.  you have chosen to place yours under my foot.  too bad!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for i dont know what reason, he chose to show his anger towards me infront of everybody else in the office.  why didnt he say anything in the workroom when it was only me and him?  why must he raised his voice and let everybody to listen to it?  i'm not his daughter, i'm neither any students.  i'm an office colleague -and i guess he fails to acknowledge it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;next thing i knew, he called marie - the receptionist who sat nearby my workstation.  one thing, why call her in and try to explain yourself?  because what you did was wrong!  sebab tu ko cuba nak explain.  betul?  common sense lah..  kalo ape ko buat betul, why do you need to reason out?  agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i had rows with my bos, my immediate bos.  but we talked about it.  we'll stop talking to each other for a while, then we'll sit and thrash everything out.  that's why we have a good relationship.  she's my bos, yes.  and she's also my good friend.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ntahlah.. when things like this happen, rasa macam nak duk umah jaga anak aje.  malas nak layan perangai orang.  letih....   pangkat besar, tapi otak letak kat siku.  belajar tinggi-tinggi, tapi failed to value other people's feelings.  what a waste...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-1709430373970611501?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1709430373970611501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=1709430373970611501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1709430373970611501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/1709430373970611501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/bila-angin-rajin-datang.html' title='bila angin rajin datang'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-113481221276431710</id><published>2010-06-09T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T01:26:00.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kemas umah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mariaandcolin.com/images/CartoonHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 310px;" src="http://mariaandcolin.com/images/CartoonHouse.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;semenjak dua menjak ni macam malas la kemas umah.  nape eh....  kalo nak kemas pun, asik dok kemas dapur aje.  dapur aje yang nampak tersusun.  living room sah-sah komfem macam kapal pecah dengan kain ampaian yang baru angkat, surat khabar, magazines, buku adam, comforter yang nak dihantar dobi, dinasor adam, pelbagai menda lagi lah...  kalo petang2 time nak masuk umah tu, rasa macam nak kunci balik pintu, duduk kat luar aje.  mujur aje petang kadang2 hujan, kadang2 panas terik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apelah yang malas sangat ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekadang rimas tengok banyak sangat barang.  buku2 kami adalah banyak.  buku citer la, komik lah, work books la...  banyaklah buku.  peh tu adam pulak, bila amik buku dia, berdebak jatuh buku2 yang lain.  dia bukan ngemeh balik.  bila dia letak balik buku tu pun, dia main letak aje...  adoi..  geram aje...  tapi maleh nak negor kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat depan pun, barang adam jugak.  mainan arkeologis dia tu lah..  time beli, seronok sangat.  bila dah jumpa apa dia carik, tak heran de dengan mainan tu lagi.  tercongoklah menda tu kat situ.  buang karang, dia nak simpan.  tak buang karang, cam tu lah...  semak aje rasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barang kami pun boleh tahan juga.  mana baca surat, situ ajelah letaknya.  mana barang bawak balik daripada opis, situ ajelah tamat hayatnya.  kot rajin, weekend ke, hari2 terjumpa ke, simpanlah surat2 tu.  kalo tak, biarkan aje kat situ.  sampai ada hati nak ngemas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami ada la plan..  nak make up umah tu sikit2.  after all, we are not thinking about moving out dah.  area sini best.  neighbourhoodnya, walaupun dikelilingi makcik2, but we like it here.  nak ke mana2 pun mudah.  jalan aje kecik sikit, itu pun sebab satu umah ada lebih 3 keta.  dan kawasan ni macam kawasan kampung.  time raya meriah sebab sini kira kawasan umah parents2.  kami aje cam org berdagang.  nak sembang ngan memakcik ni pun kekadang tak baper reti.  orang cakap lain, dia cakap lain.  orang tanya apa kaba, dia jawab "makcik  memang suka ternak ayam itik kerbau".  hai la nasib...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak mekap umah tu pun, modal kena ada.  at the moment, kena buat selo-selo la.  most important is bilik adam.  nak kasik mood belajar kat dia.  and nak suh dia suka lepak bilik dia.  ni kalo nak tido, kena ayah or mama tidokan dia dulu (sampai mama &amp;amp; ayah pun tertido dengan dia) dalam bilik dia.  peh tu bila alesya menangis dalam master bedroom baru bangkit alih tempat tido.  next year adam dah darjah satu.  kami pikir-pikir, biar dia ada semangat nak duduk bilik sendiri &amp;amp; ada meja sendiri untuk buat homework.  skang ni duklah berlengkar depan tv sambil buat homework.  itu pun kartun dah berapa kali tukar siaran, dia tak sudah jugak dengan homework dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak buat semua sekali harung rasa tak larat lah..  biarlah buat sikit2.  ada rezeki lebih, lebihlah buat.  kalo tak, buat aje selo2.  mintak-mintak menang peraduan dutch lady dapat umah dengan house make over.  komfem  mek pasang lampu lip lap ala2 pokok krismas kat tiang lampu tnb depan ni.  meriah dek non.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barang yang berlambak kat umah ni ntah bila nak ditohokkan.  letih dah tengok.  printer, baju, almari.  huish..  banyak betul.  kot angkut semua pegi cash converter, dia layan tak?  ngehnghengeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sabarnya nak tunggu baby bon-bon bulan 8 ni ......  oh baby bon-bon.. i'm waiting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-113481221276431710?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/113481221276431710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=113481221276431710&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/113481221276431710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/113481221276431710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/kemas-umah.html' title='kemas umah'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3330691649244485372</id><published>2010-06-07T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:39:01.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keciknya dunia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://herewearewithluci.typepad.com/.a/6a00e5516ef02e883301156f3533b2970c-320wi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 321px;" src="http://herewearewithluci.typepad.com/.a/6a00e5516ef02e883301156f3533b2970c-320wi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu hari di opis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fairuz:  anne, weekend lepas ada tak orang kawin kat umah awak?&lt;br /&gt;anne:  ada...&lt;br /&gt;fairuz:  itu classmate saya, husni redza&lt;br /&gt;anne:  eh?  putih-putih orangnya eh?&lt;br /&gt;fairuz:  ha'ah..&lt;br /&gt;anne:  itu kawan sekolah agama saya&lt;br /&gt;fairuz:  dia kawin orang kemansah&lt;br /&gt;anne:  eh?  sapa eh?&lt;br /&gt;fairuz:  ntah..  saya tak ingat nama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;recall balik gamba murni dengan ina dekat wedding yatie halim - husni redza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anne:  ini ke wife husni? (tunjuk kat fairuz FB murni)&lt;br /&gt;fairuz:  ha..  betul la&lt;br /&gt;anne:  dia ni my schoolmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesuai betul...  kecik aje dunia ni.  pusing-pusing balik ke situ jugak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;husni = my kawan sekolah agama = kawan fairuz&lt;br /&gt;yatie = bini husni = my schoolmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-3330691649244485372?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3330691649244485372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3330691649244485372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3330691649244485372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3330691649244485372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/06/keciknya-dunia.html' title='keciknya dunia...'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-930397562743161537</id><published>2010-06-07T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:51:40.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saya sayang opis saya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/43/m_e383117f8f32858c2d50563b5cd09aa0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/43/m_e383117f8f32858c2d50563b5cd09aa0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;besok bos takde.  horey!!!!  boleh bergembira, tepuk tangan sama2.  hahaha..  tepuk tanganlah sangat!  listing keje dia tinggalkan lebih daripada nombor tujuh.  maknanya terkelepet jugaklah mek kat opis ni.  ceh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dah nak masuk 3 tahun keje kat iskl ni.  best ke?  mmmmm.. kekadang cam best. kekadang cam tak best sangat.  environment in iskl is completely different from corporate enviroment - that's for sure.  that's one reason why i favour iskl.  we dont actually have the competitiveness spirit as in back stabbing - you die, i got the promotion type of attitude.  it's more laid back, slow pace.  it's good if you're settling.  errr....  am i settling down?  well, i guess so...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i mean..  what else would i want to look for?  i have a supportive supervisor.  we have a good bonding.  friends are supportive too.  well...  you dont scratch my back, i dont scratch yours la kan?  then faculty members and other students &amp;amp; parents are generally ok.  i dont deal much with the parents &amp;amp; students, so i dont really know them.  which is a good factor lah..  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my pay is good.  my benefits are equivalent good.  though, the perks are not as good as what most corporate companies are selling, but yes...  i'm blessed with what ISKL is offering.  by baby bon-bon is coming soon.  i'm getting my festival bonus soon.  next school year, insya Allah, i'll be getting my anniversary bonus.  hoye!  hoye!  peh tu sangat flexible in iskl.  cuti sekolah like this, we start at 8, we go home at 4.  best kan?  hehehehe...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;apa lagi best kat iskl eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nak jamu mata tak payah jauh2.  tengok students dengan parents aje dah cukup.  agak2 nak tengok baywatch, tunggu parents US or mat saleh datang.  nak tengok fancy2, tunggu parents korean datang.  nak tunggu fesyen-apa-benda-ni-makcik, tunggu lah parents japan datang. serius best!  sangat uptodate!  terlebih aksi pun ada..  hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;satu je if i can say, tak best adalah tang minum2.  sebab derang ni minum aje keje.  ada apa2 occasion asik minum aje.  first year i was here, derang suh mek arrange for minum2.  bengong ke apa?  manala mek tau wine tu ada baper kaler, rasa beer tu macam mana, baper ringgit setong ke bagai. tengokkan muka mek terpisat2, barulah derang terperasan, i was not the right person to handle food &amp;amp; beverage.  kehkehkeh...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;makan2 pun sentiasa ada kat sini.  makan buka sekolah. makan tutup sekolah.  makan itu, makan ini.  makan aje.  badan pun naik macam tong deram.  skang kena scale down skit.  kang tak muat pulak nak masuk pintu pagar tu.  tapi....  charge kat kantin adalah seperti makan kat kantin US.  giler mahal..  dia ingat bos bayar gaji dalam USD ke.  roti canai sekeping adalah RM1.50.  tanpa kuah okeh..  giler mahal......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bulan september adalah bulan paling bengang kat sini.  since incident 9/11, sangat selalulah kami kena duk kat luar sebab prank call dari ntah sesapa kata ada bomb dalam school.  derang ingat tak letih ke duduk berpanas kat luar?  bergegas lari, menggelabah pikir nasib diri.  yang tukang kol tu, ntah apa la dalam kepala otak dia tu.  tension!   kot mek dapatlah sapa2 yang buat kol tu, memang siaplah!  akan ku masak gulai merah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyways, i look forward for many-many more years with iskl.  i love it here.  harap2 lama lagilah jodoh dengan iskl ni..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S-be-PlfUdI/AAAAAAAAB44/Y52J7gi3bhw/s320/DSC01349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469303958405075410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we went to tg malim for a wedding.  on the way back to kl, singgah kubur uwan.  so here's the kesah dalam keta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam:  ayah, who died?&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  mama's nenek&lt;br /&gt;adam:  oh...  who is mama's nenek?&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  she's atuk's mother&lt;br /&gt;adam:  oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so made wanted to try out whether adam understands the whole family tree thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  who is alesya?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  alesya is my sister&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  good.  who is tok ma?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  tok ma is my grandmother&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  who is tok ma to ayah?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  she is your mother&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  very good..  now who is imran?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  he's my cousin&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  is ammar your friend?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  no.  he's my cousin&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  ok.  who is ammar's mother?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  ibu&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  who is ammar's father?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  pak long&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  who is paklong?&lt;br /&gt;adam:  errrrrr...  the fat guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sungguh tak tipu .. gitu la jawapan adam.  hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-4543497026939546409?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4543497026939546409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4543497026939546409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4543497026939546409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4543497026939546409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-went-to-tg-malim-for-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S-be-PlfUdI/AAAAAAAAB44/Y52J7gi3bhw/s72-c/DSC01349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5992015113927015501</id><published>2010-05-09T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:47:41.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S-bWoaa5pBI/AAAAAAAAB4w/uIO0mB4mjz8/s1600/DSC01380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S-bWoaa5pBI/AAAAAAAAB4w/uIO0mB4mjz8/s320/DSC01380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469294787263308818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i had the same double celebrations about 6 years ago.  that time, adam was still in my tummy.  tunggu masa nak kuar.  this year, adam made me a mother's day card with a picture of me on the card &amp;amp; gave me a present.  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple of days before today, adam had actually by accident mentioned that he has present for me.  realizing that he had "oppsss i shouldn't be saying it", he tried hard avoiding talking about my present.  when i asked him "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adam, where is mama's present?&lt;/span&gt;".  he would surely reply, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama.. today is not the 9th yet.  your birthday is not today&lt;/span&gt;".  and i dont get any advance gift.  ceh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my 2 lovely presents from adam &amp;amp; ayah at 12.30am on the 9th.  i was sleeping!  they woke me up and gave me the presents.  so shweeet...  :D  i'll post the pics later.  too lazy at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i got another present from made - a watch.  my current one is not that rosak yet.  i just need to change the strap.  but yelah..  dah alang-alang org nak beli kan..  belasah ajelah satu.  thanks a bunch my sweet honey pie.  iye.. i'll take note.  kalo nak kuar kul 2, kena siap one hour early.  bukan kul 2 baru nak mula bersiap.  okeh..  okeh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, nothing much done today.  except that yesterday i had a great lunch with aiza at chillis.  giler melantak.  hahahahaha..  waited for 45 minutes for our seating and spent about 3 hours gossiping &amp;amp; munching.  thanks so much dearie.  we should do this every month.  makan sampai cramp bontot.  hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the birthday wishes.  thanks for the thoughts.  sapa2 yang nak wish tapi segan nak letak message tu, tak pe..  saya faham.  tima kasih jugak :D  hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thirty two and my aunt thought i am twenty-eight.  kena check mata dia ni...  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5992015113927015501?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5992015113927015501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5992015113927015501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5992015113927015501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5992015113927015501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/05/double-celebrations.html' title='double celebrations'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S-bWoaa5pBI/AAAAAAAAB4w/uIO0mB4mjz8/s72-c/DSC01380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5209610924107142053</id><published>2010-04-27T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:23:13.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alesya &amp; adam</title><content type='html'>tak tau sebenarnya nak cite apa..  tapi saja nak menaip.  gatal tangan...  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alesya skang dah pandai buat somersault turtle..  hehehe..  sehari lepas jab 4 bulan tu, terus tertiarap anak den.  hebat kan?  kehkehkeh...  malam tu feverish jugak.  mana tak feverish.. berjalan sakan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sudah jab alesya, bawak adam pegi eye specialist.  tulah.. mak ayah rabun kan.  anak pun bakal rabun la tu..  basically adam ada astigmatism saje.  masih di kadar yang boleh dimaafkan.  tapi still doc tu nak tengok dia punya perkembangan in a month time.  nak tau apa si budak adam ni buat time check mata?  haaaa.. for sure, budak ni sangat excited bila kena pegi check up ni. nama tak panggil lagi, dia dah terpacak depan nurse tu.  tersipu2 pulak mama kat tepi.  peh tu bila dalam bilik doctor tu, dia buat eye reading lagi sekali.  this time, dia pasang projektor, gelapkan bilik, then dia suh adam baca.  oklah - test passed.  yang tak laratnya......  bila sudah aje dia buat test tu, with the projector still on, dia gi kat skrin tu, dia main hand shadow.  buat rupa anjing lah, burunglah, dinasor lah....  kalo tak dek sound effect tu, sampai sudahlah kami tak sedar apa budak bertuah ni buat.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;habis aje gi isec tu, kami ke ikea pulak.  sakan kan berjalan?  hehehehe...  dah nama bercuti... hahahahaha..  berjalan kat ikea time weekend, sakit hati.  org penuh.  jenuh nak tengok barang. nak belek2 barang sambil berangan pun tak boleh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;peh tu baru balik.  terkelepet mengenangkan besoknya keje...  tak seronoknyeeeeeeeee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/16790992-5209610924107142053?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5209610924107142053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5209610924107142053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5209610924107142053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5209610924107142053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/alesya-adam.html' title='alesya &amp; adam'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5020667246087729438</id><published>2010-04-25T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:09:56.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>adakah aku happy?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ntah....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soalan sangat subjective..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku happy dapat happykan orang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku happy bila orang happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku happy tengok orang happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi orang dapat lihat ke aku happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;atau aku olok-olok happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku akan cuba happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supaya orang lain juga happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;insya Allah - selagi aku mampu happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5020667246087729438?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5020667246087729438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5020667246087729438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5020667246087729438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5020667246087729438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8009455462321716484</id><published>2010-04-11T22:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:35:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pengalaman di singapore:  day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lambat sehari pulak..  tak kosa la nak membayo cas internet kat hotel tu.  satu minit = 54 sen.  berkira senah oi..  org singapore pun berkira, inikan pulak org yang kena bayo 2.4 kali ganda.  ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HdkqPqYmI/AAAAAAAAB2A/UTgCn-Mbp_w/s1600/DSC01415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HdkqPqYmI/AAAAAAAAB2A/UTgCn-Mbp_w/s320/DSC01415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458887845234762338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gamba kat entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ke empat di singapore adalah hari yang paling best.  kami spent whole day kat universal studios, resort world.  yey baby!  punya excited, sampaikan dah pack siap2 apa nak bawak, baju apa nak pakai on the night before.  tapinya, tudung yang saya nak pakai, lupa bawak brooch.  tudung yang pakai sepanjang masa di singapore tu pulak, kena muntah alesya.  sudahnya, made kata pakai aje topi yang dia bagi free tu...  memula cam tanak pakai.  sebab bajet mesti ramai org pakai topi yang sama.  tengok2 kami aje yang pakai topi tu pun.  agaknya org lain pun pikir yang sama, thus tak pakai topi tu.. selamat kami..&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hyjl3IQuI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/MqWpWbtklnM/s1600/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hyjl3IQuI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/MqWpWbtklnM/s320/DSC01465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458910916622435042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anak rusa nani yang jaga bilikkami...  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;universal studios is the main reason kami tukar hotel.  sebabnya, copthorne king's has partnership with resort world.  however, we have to plan accordingly as the package is a 3D2N and the entrance ticket is only granted for 2nd day of stay - for 2 adults.  ticket untuk adam, kami beli sendiri online.  awin kata lagi murah compare to kalo kita beli kat resort world sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuttle from resort world picked us up at about 9am.  time sampai tu, tak ramai orang.  peh tu, dalam made tengah redeem tickets kami, hujan turun selebat-lebatnya.  adoilahh...  melepet kami kat tepi.  ada tempat ada bumbung, but yet, tak baper enjoylah.  rides pun tak operate.  payung dgn raincoat depa laku gila..  mujur alesya  punya stroller ada raincoat jugak.  basically we still strolled along sebab made &amp;amp; saya pakai payung.  adam &amp;amp; stroller alesya ada raincoat.  mana rasa badan kental ala faizal tahir, main redah aje hujan tu..  peh tu kuyup.  hehehehe..&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HykBCXf0I/AAAAAAAAB4g/ezGW2wbLGxI/s1600/DSC01455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HykBCXf0I/AAAAAAAAB4g/ezGW2wbLGxI/s320/DSC01455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458910923917328194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hzl8K4TxI/AAAAAAAAB4o/f4X71HQPUZA/s1600/DSC01423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hzl8K4TxI/AAAAAAAAB4o/f4X71HQPUZA/s320/DSC01423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458912056482221842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;along new york/hollywood street - time takde orang sebab hujan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh..  gini eh.. kalo korang gi tengok dekat resort world or universal studios singapore punya web, mungkin akan paham sikitlah apa saya cite.  basically, theme park ni macam sunway lagoon + genting highland.  cumanya attraction derang ada movie &amp;amp; character yang popular.  first sekali kat situ ada hollywood &amp;amp; new york.  so dia attract with movie from steven spielberg &amp;amp; kedai2 ala-ala new york &amp;amp; hollywood la kat situ.  tempat angin tiup skirt marilyn monroe pun ada.  kedai makan ala-ala 70an pun ada.  so kita akan rasa macam di hollyw ood zaman elvis gitu..&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HiBinzTHI/AAAAAAAAB2g/V3hT6WrPslE/s1600/DSC01420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HiBinzTHI/AAAAAAAAB2g/V3hT6WrPslE/s320/DSC01420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458892739451243634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HiCIa8xyI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ZMdQ059p4mc/s1600/DSC01424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HiCIa8xyI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ZMdQ059p4mc/s320/DSC01424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458892749597886242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni kat hollywood/new york street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kami masuk ke alam sci-fi.  main dia adalah battlestar galactica - bukan favourite kami.  hehehe.. jadik kami tak tau apa nak look for kat situ.  lagipun d ia punya main rides, rollercoaster dia ada technical faulty.  jadiknya tak leh naik.  rugi...&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HiCmZ9s2I/AAAAAAAAB2w/BGD6jME1cYg/s1600/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HiCmZ9s2I/AAAAAAAAB2w/BGD6jME1cYg/s320/DSC01428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458892757646816098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alien kaler biru balik kampung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hujan lebat lagi ni..  semua rides pun masih tutup.  org pun tak ramai lagi dan kami pun ada sikit blur apa nak buat. nak tengok movie, tak start lagi. sudahnya kami melepak dekat restoran oasis - meant for the revenge of mummy punya attraction.  makanan start serve pukul 11.30am.  kami duk kat situ daripada pukul 10.20am.  itu pun dia bagi ma suk sebab hujan lebat &amp;amp; kami ada baby.  see...  bertuah si alesya ni.. heheheheh...  rasa makanan?  bolehlah...  kami pun bukannya food lover sangat.  selebihnya nak rembat woodywood pecker punya lunch box aje.  free with kids lunch meal.  hehehe..&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hi-YYFtlI/AAAAAAAAB24/AQYmAqVbFbo/s1600/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hi-YYFtlI/AAAAAAAAB24/AQYmAqVbFbo/s320/DSC01431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458893784673007186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hi-93wsnI/AAAAAAAAB3A/eRZiosE4Rn4/s1600/DSC01432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hi-93wsnI/AAAAAAAAB3A/eRZiosE4Rn4/s320/DSC01432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458893794737959538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas makan, hujan dah reda &amp;amp; stopped.  alhamdulillah..  memula made nak ajak adam naik ride kat the revenge of mummy.  tapi adam tak cukup tinggi pulak.  made kata, nasib baik jugak adam tak leh naik.  sebab sangat scary..  siap dia main rollercoaster dalam gelap.  oh ye.. ia adalah indoor ride.&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hv-dmQYSI/AAAAAAAAB34/w9sFS3tXORo/s1600/DSC01434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hv-dmQYSI/AAAAAAAAB34/w9sFS3tXORo/s320/DSC01434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458908079725764898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sementara tunggu ayah naik ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;then we moved to lost world &amp;amp; jurassic park area.  adamsaurus nak jumpa kawan-kawan lama.  saya memang takdelah nak naik ride semua ni.  nak-nak ada alesya.  so i told made, pegi ajelah layan si adam.   siap adam pun pesan bila saya nak masuk kedai souvenir "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama...  after this no more shopping okey&lt;/span&gt;".  bertuah sangatlah mama tanak shopping.  muahahahaha...  setiap attraction, ada kedai souvenir &amp;amp; tempat makan sempena attraction tu.  like jurassic park &amp;amp; lost world, dia ada jurassic outfitter dengan dino food centre.  so boleh bajetlah makanan dengan souvenir dia macam mana.  fun!&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hr014yOaI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Pysf_-TcYis/s1600/DSC01437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hr014yOaI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Pysf_-TcYis/s320/DSC01437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458903516400728482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hr0XGfyGI/AAAAAAAAB3I/4niMruSUtdY/s1600/DSC01435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hr0XGfyGI/AAAAAAAAB3I/4niMruSUtdY/s320/DSC01435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458903508136740962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lopeh jumpa kekawan lama si adam, kami ke far-far away kingdom.  jumpa kawan lama along - si shrek tu pulak.  hahahahaha..  again, saya ditinggalkan dengan alesya, while adam is having fun with ayah.  tak pe.. mama tak kisah.. janji mama boleh shopping dengan aman.  yey!&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hr1ew6e2I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/qu4L3tB_Quo/s1600/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hr1ew6e2I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/qu4L3tB_Quo/s320/DSC01439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458903527373568866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HtckrYXSI/AAAAAAAAB3g/idI3lhOYycg/s1600/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HtckrYXSI/AAAAAAAAB3g/idI3lhOYycg/s320/DSC01443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458905298487500066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habis shrek, kami jumpa madagascar pulak.  kat sini ada ride yang belum bukak.  tapi still fun for adam.  lepas madagascar, habis.. jumpa balik new york.  itula sahaja jalan-jalan di universal studios singapore.&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HtdcW44MI/AAAAAAAAB3w/U0Zgxf-B0tY/s1600/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HtdcW44MI/AAAAAAAAB3w/U0Zgxf-B0tY/s320/DSC01448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458905313433936066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HtcxGgSVI/AAAAAAAAB3o/SKOp8w4edKw/s1600/DSC01447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HtcxGgSVI/AAAAAAAAB3o/SKOp8w4edKw/s320/DSC01447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458905301822490962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apakah yang best, untung dan tak best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sila la beli express pass.  boleh dianggap menguntungkan.  sebab korang boleh potong queue.  express pass is about $60.  mahal la jugak sebenarnya.  and korang tak leh multiple ride.  means, kalo dah naik, tak leh naik lagi menggunakan express pass tu.  ada satu canopy ride kat lost world tu, suppose to take made &amp;amp; adam 45 m inutes sebelum dapat naik.  tapi dengan adanya express pass tu, they wait no more than 5 minutes.  up to you guys la sebenarnya..  kalo tak kisah baris panjang and tunggu lama, tak yahlah amik express pass tu....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sila la pegi pagi...  sebab dia tutup kul 6pm.  korang leh spend time selama mungkin kat situ.  yes, for some, akan rasa boringlah.  sebab macam tak banyak sangat attraction &amp;amp; rides.  lain org lain la rasa kan..  like ourselves, kami nak bagi chance adam enjoy himself.  so, basically this trip is for adam la..  and bestnya, korang leh re-entry.  kalo korang nak kuar sekejap daripada park tu, later-later korang leh masuk balik..  no worries..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makanan, ada restoran halal &amp;amp; ada yang tidak.  sila tengok senarai restoran derang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;character akan kuar sekian jam. jadiknya sila la posing &amp;amp; bergamba ketika derang kuar.  kalo dah tiba time derang kena masuk balik, sorry ye...  tak dibenarkan bergamba.  dan kalo korang nak suh org dia amik gamba pakai kamera dia, kena cas ye.  sila observe..  berikut adalah contoh gamba yang diambil ketika waktu character keluar &amp;amp; waktu character dah nak masuk bilik persalinan:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hv-1W36wI/AAAAAAAAB4A/DhbcaCHD2C8/s1600/DSC01463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hv-1W36wI/AAAAAAAAB4A/DhbcaCHD2C8/s320/DSC01463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458908086103698178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hv_fBQ7WI/AAAAAAAAB4I/PPRAjBE-Jj0/s1600/DSC01462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hv_fBQ7WI/AAAAAAAAB4I/PPRAjBE-Jj0/s320/DSC01462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458908097287351650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;jangan buang tiket entrance korang!  sebabbbbbbbb....  ada voucher.  per adult dapat $5 retail voucher &amp;amp; $10 meal voucher.  untung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;air kosong sila la bawak.  kang kehausan korang kat situ...  memanglah ada jual.  tapi takde la korang asik nak membeli, ye tak?  water cooler tu ada.  tapi kat ceruk toilet dekat dengan madagascar (itu yang kami jumpa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kalo hujan, takyahlah beli raincoat kids.  sangat  murahan rupanya.  beli ajelah raincoat adults untuk bebudak.  lagi berbaloi rupanya...  peh tu payung pun ada dua size.  janganlah beli yang kecik.  tak salah yang kecik adalah $23.90.  yang besar adalah $26.90.  pikir-pikir le sendiri yeeee&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hfwuk84ZI/AAAAAAAAB2I/w2PiSWsK8lw/s1600/DSC01430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8Hfwuk84ZI/AAAAAAAAB2I/w2PiSWsK8lw/s320/DSC01430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458890251579482514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sekiranya.... korang plan nak ke singapore hanya untuk ke universal studios, i would suggest korang amik package dengan hotel resortworld - hardrock hotel or festive hotel or micheal hotel, etc.  sebab?  sangat mudah untuk korang berulang alik.  kot korang bershopping sakan pun senang nak mengangkut.  and those yang ada kids, lagi mudah.  like us, we had to travel to resortworld.  bag budak lain, beg shopping lain, bebudak lagi lain..  jadiknya banyak hal.  unless korang ada agenda lain, like nak ke orchard road ke, nak ke esplanade ke apa ke and universal studios is least in your list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HyjOl61nI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/c0YDpy_lS_4/s1600/DSC01426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HyjOl61nI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/c0YDpy_lS_4/s320/DSC01426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458910910376236658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;and i would suggest korang amik package hotel (be it resortworld or partnership hotels).  sebab kami dapat extra $25 voucher.  dapat topi.  senang pun senang temah oii...  all are taken care of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;**  ini opinion saya saja yeeeeeee....  kot tak sesuai ngan korang, terpulanglah...&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HfxqFcwaI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/hMQ5ijv5IDs/s1600/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HfxqFcwaI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/hMQ5ijv5IDs/s320/DSC01422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458890267553481122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;budak bertuah tengah tido..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatkan tak delah jumpa sapa2 kat universal studios tu..  tengah shopping kat dalam universal studios store saya nampak muka familiar.  punyalah tergamam, sampai nama pun tak ingat.  boleh jerit "mama haziq" aje.  kawan adam kat sekolah, haziq &amp;amp; family pun bercuti kat sana sekali rupanya...  sakan la si adam jumpa kawan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami balik petang tadi &amp;amp; alhamdulillah selamat sampai KL without any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alangkah seronok sekiranya besok adalah hari ahad...   huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-8009455462321716484?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8009455462321716484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8009455462321716484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8009455462321716484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8009455462321716484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/pengalaman-di-singapore-day-4.html' title='pengalaman di singapore:  day 4'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S8HdkqPqYmI/AAAAAAAAB2A/UTgCn-Mbp_w/s72-c/DSC01415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-7312727068553282500</id><published>2010-04-09T22:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:49:42.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pengalaman di singapore:  day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dah 3 hari duk Singapore.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Apa best eh?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mmm….&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Takde apa sangat pun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;hehehe..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hari ni made keje lagi.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dia kuar aje tadi, terus kemas baju sebab hari ni nak tukar ke hotel copthorne kings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hotel ni ada partnership dengan universal studio.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jadik kami boleh dapat tiket &amp;amp; some vouchers as part of the deal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tengoklah besok, untung ke ru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;deal tu…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S785wm1goMI/AAAAAAAAB1I/9bQfK_k-Mhg/s1600/DSC01387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S785wm1goMI/AAAAAAAAB1I/9bQfK_k-Mhg/s320/DSC01387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458144780617818306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First 3 days, kami duk kat copthorne orchid.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hotel ni hotel lama kot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dia puny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a bilik pun lama.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tapi dah sime darby hantar kat sini, duk ajelah.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Company bayar – toksah banyak cakap.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Facilities dia kami tak check out sangat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our room ni macam terlontar ke bangunan yang lagi satu.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the swimming pool is at the other building.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jadiknya macam banyak keje je kalo nak bawak adam gi swimming pun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Housekeeping kat sini kind of scary la.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know about hotel’s SOP on housekeeping, but I believe, before the housekeeping staff wants to get into guest’s room, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/he has to knock then introduce her/himself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ada betul?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This morning, there was a kno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ck on the door, and then I heard somebody pushed the door.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since I had the door latched, the outsider was not able to open the door.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I immediately carried alesya and rushed to the door.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yelah..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;takutlah pencuri ke apa kan..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;tengok­2 org housekeeping, and she asked me “do you have laundry?”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt awkward la..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;bukan ke kalo laundry, kita akan kol?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Baik pulak dia ni dating kat bilik bertanya…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;mmm…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To me, it was scary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;About an hour later, the same thing happened.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;tengok2 org yg sama jugak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This time mungkin dia nak kemas bilik.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But don’t you think it’s a bit weird, when they don’t introduce themselves after knocking on the door? &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Okeh..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;tak baik berburuk sangka… &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;biarkan si senah itu dengan pokok orkidnya..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;jom cite p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;asal hotel baru pulak :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This hotel sangat best.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bila naik bilik tu, macam excitedlah tengok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; bilik cantik and got one Cleopatra sofa some more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cewahhh..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;berangan la nak amik gamba.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tak sampai seminit, org housekeeping dating, kuarkan sofa tu,masukkan baby cot. Aisehhh..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;tak sempat nak lambai2 tangan ala model egypt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S789AFDRmqI/AAAAAAAAB14/hznX8lKjBQg/s1600/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S789AFDRmqI/AAAAAAAAB14/hznX8lKjBQg/s320/DSC01407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458148344961538722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Petang tadi tido kejap then we went to marina bay -nak tengok merlion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;naik taxi ke sana, drove by a penang guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Baik giler uncle tan itu.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Peramah &amp;amp; siap bagi suggestions mana nak pegi lagi..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;itu kalo kami chartered dia satu hari tu, mau selamat satu Singapore ni dia bawak ronda.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dekat merlion tu, ada cruise yang bawak ronda sepanjang riverside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Naiklah ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi anak beranak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Elok aje naik, terus hujan..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;hujan punya pasal, terpaksala derang tutup tingkap.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Adohai..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;panehnyaaa..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;alesya dah tak senang duduk. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Berpeluh-peluh si kecik tu.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Peh tu ropenye nak memerut..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;hehehehe..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ada la dekat senga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;h jam dia bawak pusing kat situ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Best jugaklah.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Habis cruising, hujan pun dah berenti.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alhamdulillah..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;kalo tak, lagu manala kami nak bergerak dengan si alesya tu ha.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dahlah takde payung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7872fSggOI/AAAAAAAAB1g/m8kBfo8L1uY/s1600/DSC01399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7872fSggOI/AAAAAAAAB1g/m8kBfo8L1uY/s320/DSC01399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458147080694431970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From there, we went to esplanade – suggested by kak aishah.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nothing much la to see over there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or were we to early to arrive?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sebab dia kata happening kat sana time malam.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kami tiba sana dalam kul 6++.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Singgah jugaklah kat makan sutra tu pekena satay &amp;amp; chendol.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Terliur aje tengok charcoal pizza tu.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tapi sebab dah makan charkoeytiaw kat hotel, napsu makan tu kena tutup sikit..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;heheh..rugi jugaklah rasa makan kat hotel..bismillah toksah cakap..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ntah baper kali ulang.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Walau pun order CKT, tapi bila sampai, ada pulak Chinese sausage (tak pasan masa order tu).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Apa lagi…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;bismillah tiap kali suap la jawabnya….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S787218GxgI/AAAAAAAAB1o/NX1sMzMls3k/s1600/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S787218GxgI/AAAAAAAAB1o/NX1sMzMls3k/s320/DSC01381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458147086774486530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Besok nak ke universal studio.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Adam dah excited.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully it’s worth going.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kalo best, boleh rekomen kat korang.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okeh.. nak tido.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nak simpan tenaga untuk besok..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ps:  ntah apa masalah tulisan posting kali ni..  tak kosa dah nak merepair.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-7312727068553282500?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7312727068553282500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=7312727068553282500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7312727068553282500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/7312727068553282500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/pengalaman-di-singapore-day-3.html' title='pengalaman di singapore:  day 3'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S785wm1goMI/AAAAAAAAB1I/9bQfK_k-Mhg/s72-c/DSC01387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-5381366797773723018</id><published>2010-04-08T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:31:19.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pengalaman di singapore:  day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ni made kena keje.  jadiknya terpisat-pisatlah kami kat dalam bilik ni.  kononnya plan bila alesya bangun, boleh bawak adam ke swimming pool.  tapi rasa tak confident pulak nak monitor adam alongside ada alesya.  setakat adam sorang tu, berani lagi.  peh tu tengok dalam hotel ni punya facilities, ada babysitting service.  ikut hati, nak aje..  tapi kang mana tau org tu geram dengan si gebu ni, dibawak lari pulak nanti...  oh tidak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S73aESuS5JI/AAAAAAAAB0w/pbhO928AeEM/s1600/DSC01361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S73aESuS5JI/AAAAAAAAB0w/pbhO928AeEM/s320/DSC01361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457758090723255442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adam siap offer foot massage sebab lama sangat tunggu aunty awin. heheheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;jadiknya hari ni, plan untuk jalan2 ngan awin.  memula plan kuar kul 12 lebih, sudahnya dia sampai kul 2 lebih.  sebabnya?  dia lupa ada appointment parent-teacher kat kindergarten anak dia.  by the time dia sampai, adam dah habiskan 2 biscuit-sandwich dengan sekeping roti.  sian anak mama..  :D  tapi ok jugak dia sampai lambat.  alesya sempat memerut dulu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari hotel ni ada free shuttle ke orchard road.  mudah &amp;amp; save sikitlah.  dah nak berlepas baru teringat pasal cookies untuk awin tertinggal dalam bilik.  a'ah.  ada aje barang tertinggal..  hehehehe..  gi lari amik dulu then naik shuttle.  first place, pegi mamam dulu.  kami ke pastamania.  lain macam jugak kat singapore ni eh..  menu dia bagi kat table, tapi kita kena gi order &amp;amp; pay kat counter.  macam heran2 je rasa..  kalo kat KL, either dia datang table kita &amp;amp; amik order then bayar bila dah habis makan; or kita terus ke kaunter-order-bayar.  tapi tak kisahlah..  the food was nice.  i ordered nachos &amp;amp; piza, while adam ate spageti.  i like the nachos.  nice!  since alesya pun sedap lena, mama dua orang ni pun sedap ajelah mengumpat.  hahahaha...  sapa2 yang tersedak-sedak tadi, ampunkan la kami yeeeee...  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from pastamania, kami gi isetan.  kena jugak carik teether dengan rattle untuk alesya.  tak dayo den nak mendokong as entertainment.  adam pun dah pakat boring duk dalam bilik.  mmm.. sebenarnya mama yang dah naik bosan dekat 14 kali tengok madagascar.  tu tak termasuk pingu lagi..  adehhh...  mujur sangat ayah decided to bring along this cd player.  kalo tak, memang bosan bebenarlah anak saya ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas beli toys tu, alesya dah ada sikit lapar.  so we went to the nursery room di isetan.  kagum seh tengok dia punya nursery room.  cam cantek menarek.  heheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isetan yang kami pegi tu adalah di dalam building shaw house.  shuttle kami tu tadi stopped dekat DFS, so kami melintas ke shaw house.  peh tu met up with made, then we went to far east mall (?) to tapau dinner.  then back to DFS to catch the shuttle.  giler terer si awin maneuver stroller si alesya.  kot aku, takde la...  sama ada alesya tertonggeng, atau mama dia terguling-guling.  hahaha..  shuttle uncle ni sangat bagus la.  on time aje, terus jalan.  masa kami kat far east, tengok jam hampir nak kul 7.  both me and made felt, kalo tak sempat tak pelah..  naik taxi aje.  si awin bersungguh mengejar.  lucky uncle shuttle tu ada lagi - rilex aje baca suratkaba.  dia tunggu betul2 jam digital dalam shuttle tu pukul 7 baru dia jalan.  baguih dok ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically orchard road ni lebih kurang area bukit bintang aje.  to me, takdelah hebat mana..  sebab bukit bintang area tu pun takde masa untuk kami terjah ..  thus, orchard road ni tidak lah gah mana kami rasa.  tapi cam comel aje tengok org jogging area situ.  hehehe..  the similarity yang ada antara shopping mall yang kami pegi di bangkok, malaysia &amp;amp; singapore adalah shopping mall uji rashid (term awin kasik), which is like pertama complex in KL la..  kat bangkok ada MBK and kat singapore ada far east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tapau kami balik.  besok nak tukar hotel copthorne kings pulak.  why?  sebab kami nak gi universal studio.  and copthorne kings is one of the partner hotels.  kami leh dapat good deal with them la..  itu sajala pasalnya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time-time di overseas ni, ramai pulak peminat di malaysia nak talipon.  sabo betul la...  sapa2 yang talipon &amp;amp; message tapi tak dijawab, mintak hampun ye..  bajet nak kena jaga senah-senah sekalian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya nak letak gamba banyak sikit tadi.  tapi link uncle richard ni cam tanak geng aje hari ni..  sambung besoklah untuk update day 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-5381366797773723018?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5381366797773723018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=5381366797773723018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5381366797773723018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/5381366797773723018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/pengalaman-di-singapore-day-2.html' title='pengalaman di singapore:  day 2'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S73aESuS5JI/AAAAAAAAB0w/pbhO928AeEM/s72-c/DSC01361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-3477443025384296378</id><published>2010-04-07T16:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T17:39:57.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pengalaman di singapore:  day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xQPYQcXmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/LJTcAdcPEFo/s1600/DSC01340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xQPYQcXmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/LJTcAdcPEFo/s320/DSC01340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457325073605877346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yey!  yey!  dah sampai singapore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seperti biasa tiap kali incik ramadhan kena pegi outstation, beg prada dengan beg samsonite dia mesti nak mengekor.  and this time around, ada sikit special sebab ada luggage mini yang ikut sama.  hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami sebenarnya memang plan nak gi singapore.  tapi plan kami adalah di hujung tahun.  konon nak kumpul duit dulu la kan..  tak aleh-aleh, last week made IM informed that he has a singapore trip.  tergedik-gediklah beg prada ni nak ikut kan..  ngehngehngeh..  setiap kali dia kena outstation kitorang tak penah fel mengekor tau..  bangkok? kuching? jb?  semua kami ngekor.  time dia gi banting je tak kosa kami nak ngekor.  :P lagi satu time dia pegi netherland sebab i was preggy.  rugi big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i sampai sngapore was 1994 - transit to berlin.  itu pun setakat jalan-jalan kat kedai cokelat dalam epot changi aje.  tak adventurous langsung!  this time nak jalan sakan.  dengan bagasi dua org ni, boleh ke gamaknya?  mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam-macam kisah nak ke singapore ni.  dengan aku tak reti sebut nama hotel sampai ke hari ni.  dengan bos dok kecoh dia kena re-schedule cuti dia semata-mata nak accommodate my traveling plan.  peh tu dari malam tadi sampai ke epot changi, lagilah macam-macam blunders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xSmmSavhI/AAAAAAAAB0o/HRiTkN-InO8/s1600/DSC01352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xSmmSavhI/AAAAAAAAB0o/HRiTkN-InO8/s320/DSC01352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457327671532502546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam tadi gi jusco beli kasut alesya &amp;amp; adam.  sudahnya kasut alesya dengan her baby stuff semua tertinggal kat kedai kasut adam.  pagi tadi bila made kejut saya bangun tido baru dia bagitau.  adoi....  tersedih seketika..  sian alesya, tadok kasut nak berjalan.  eh..  macam dia boleh berjalan sangat pun la kan?  hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peh tu tengah berkemas, bersiap, tengok teksi dah tunggu kat luar.  rupanya dia dah sampai dari kul 7:30am.  "biar cepat daripada tak datang langsung", katanya.  actually bukan teksi pun.  avanza persendirian empunya teksi yang made selalu naik untuk ke klia.  baik sungguh uncle yee tu..  sapa nak teksi?  saya nak promo uncle yee ni.  perkhidmatan yang sangat memuaskan!  100% tulen.  eh..  apa kaitan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah sampai epot, salah gi kaunter.  kat billboard tu, dia tulis kat kaunter G.  bila pegi, kat situ untuk ke bangkok sahaja.  haish... dah check in, pegi makan mekdi.  lepas makan, gi carik kasut alesya. still takde.  adoi..  kasihan adik.  sejuklah kaki dia..    mujurlah alesya tido time take off &amp;amp; landing. risau jugak kalau dia sakit telinga dek pressure.  kang sakit telinga pulak telinga org lain dengar dia mengalun suara nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xQ3mcIxtI/AAAAAAAAB0g/4jyQqrWKEEc/s1600/DSC01342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xQ3mcIxtI/AAAAAAAAB0g/4jyQqrWKEEc/s320/DSC01342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457325764607788754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai epot, terus nampak ada internet free counter.  update dulu apa yang patut.  peh tu ingat nak gi jalan2 sebab tengok epot tu godang yang amat.  tapi teringat pulak yang beg nak kena amik dulu.  sebelum ke sana, gi tukar diaper alesya dulu.  peh tu, adam pulak kalo masuk toilet mesti pakej kecik dan besar.  dah habis hajat, gi la ke immigration counter.  giler panjang barisan org nak kuar.  nak pengsan tengok org yang beratur tu..  tak aleh-aleh....  ada officer datang, suh kami gi kaunter express since kami ada baby.  horeyyyyyyyyyyy...  sangat tergedik kami bertiga kat kaunter immigration tu..  kehkehkeh..  sayang encik immigration itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai kat bag collection tu, tengok-tengok bags kami aje yang tinggal.  cantik aje dia letak dua bags tu kat situ.  kot ada org lain yang rembat, saje jeeeee...  elok kuar aje dari pintu arrival tu, baru pasan satu knapsack takde.  apa lagi..  berlari ke information counter tanya kot ada org boleh amikkan beg kat baby's toilet.  MUJUR!!!!!  staff tu kata ada, and we got back the bag.  alhamdulillah.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ke mekdi, then naik teksi, then dah sampai hotel.  then masuk bilik, sebelah highway.  belasalah la labu... janji gua dah sampai singapore.&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/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xPdIN6srI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/SSXxow6xx1c/s1600/DSC01341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xPdIN6srI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/SSXxow6xx1c/s320/DSC01341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457324210306855602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ni kat mekdi changi.  kat klia pun pulun mekdi, kat changi pun telan mekdi.  dah macam takde makanan lain...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ni tengah tak tau nak buat apa.  rilex-rilex sambil tunggu plans daripada puan farah darwina :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanti org sambung lagi dengan edisi day 2 di singapore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:  internet kat sini katanya kena bayo.  tapi made on aje notebook ni terus dapat wireless percuma.  tapi kepunyaan encik richard la.  terima kasih encik richard.  semoga berlipat gandalah pahala encik richard.  muahahahaha.l.&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/16790992-3477443025384296378?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3477443025384296378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=3477443025384296378&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3477443025384296378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/3477443025384296378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/04/pengalaman-di-singapore-day-1.html' title='pengalaman di singapore:  day 1'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7xQPYQcXmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/LJTcAdcPEFo/s72-c/DSC01340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-8364238929600945083</id><published>2010-03-29T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:08:11.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahasa tersirat adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7DBK19R_XI/AAAAAAAAB0A/hW7uSWvDL10/s1600/IMG_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7DBK19R_XI/AAAAAAAAB0A/hW7uSWvDL10/s320/IMG_0596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454071540772633970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam:  mama, have you been go a fashion show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama:  not that i remember..  yang, have we been to one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayah:  aaa?  apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam:  no mama...  when you were not married to ayah, did you go to a fashion show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama:  oh!  no..  i don't think so.  why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam:  because if you go to fashion show with ayah, then he cannot find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama:  o... k.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to which, i wonder why can't my husband see me in a fashion show?  perhaps because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  dia sibuk tengok model-model.  ape kejadah dia nak tengok kat aku kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  model semua tinggi-tinggi.  tertutup la aku yang cemetot ni kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;double cis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't ask adam for the answer.  tak sanggup nak mendengar.  hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tersirat betul bahasa anak mama sorang ni.. tak sesuwai betullll...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-8364238929600945083?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8364238929600945083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=8364238929600945083&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8364238929600945083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/8364238929600945083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/bahasa-tersirat-adam.html' title='bahasa tersirat adam'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S7DBK19R_XI/AAAAAAAAB0A/hW7uSWvDL10/s72-c/IMG_0596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-376111793010907807</id><published>2010-03-23T13:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:29:37.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mama and two little bears</title><content type='html'>since last wednesday, made takde - gi join blood donation kat bangkok. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok. tak kelakar.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dia gi keje la.. balik hari jumaat ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kesimpulannya, tinggallah kami 3 beranak, bertemankan nenek kat umah. last weekend, langsung tak berjalan sebab mama yang sorang ni tak kuasa nak bawak anak-anaknya berjalan. tak terkejar senah oii... takat adam sorang ok lagi. boleh dijerit-jerit, dipanggil-panggil. tang si alesya ni, takde ampunnya. dia nak nangis dia bantai aje nangis. dahlah tanak duk dalam stroller. carrier pun tanak. berdokong aje. mana larat... last jab itu hari, berat alesya dah 5.8 kg. boleh tahan jugak berat si alesya ni. adam dulu lambat benar nak beralih satu gram pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alesya skang ni dah ada routine &amp;amp; regular sleeping schedule. nap kejap masa maghrib peh tu kul 10, 11 tido balik. oklah.. kurang-kurang bolehlah mama nak solat &amp;amp; masak time dia tido tu. eh? masak? masak ke? laki mek takde timah oii.. tak denya mek nak masak2. kedai mari. full stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;adam pun boleh harap jaga adik. tolong amik napkin. tolong amik pampers. tolong bagi adik air kosong. tolong tengokkan adik. tolong buang pampers adik. tapi kencing aje. kalo adik berak dia tanak. terlentang-lentang dia tanak amik pampers penuh berak adik tu. boleh harap betul. memilih.. anak sapa la ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bebaru ni ada spelling test. jenuhlah drill dengan adam. peh tu masa amik adam hari dia habis test tu, cikgu kata dia ada few aje betul. aik? macam heran pun ada sebab kat umah boleh aje eja draw, skip, jump, sing, smell &amp;amp; apa ntah lagi satu word tu. tapi lantakkan ajelah.. tak kisah. tengok adam pun skang dah pandai membaca. tak kuasalah nak pressure dia lebih-lebih. kalo besok dia nak spm, hari ni dia main konda kondi lagi, yelah mungkin saya boleh naik amuk. ni baru umur 6 tahun. tak pelah... mama kasik can mali can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;terbaru, adam nak solat sekali. sejuk hati mama. memula amik wudhuk. si adam amik wudhuk habis lencun satu badan. ntah wudhuk ke mandi hadas tu.. peh tu solat la kami. saya letakkan la sejadah belakang sikit dari sejadah saya. peh tu saya bacala fatihah tu kuat sikit supaya dia dengar &amp;amp; ikut. cewah.. laju jugaklah dia baca. habis fatihah, baca surah an-nas. tetiba je perasan dia dah betul-betul bawah siku. sebab dia tak paham apa saya baca. peh tu dia asik terpandang-pandang apa saya buat. nak gelak pulak rasa. tahannnn... tapi komfemlah tak kusyuk solat aku. ya Allah.. ampunkanlah hambaMu ini..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;masa solat isyak lagi best... time tu dah rakaat ketiga. sekali dia dengar lagu super sleuth berkumandang. orang solat pandang sejadah. dia pandang pintu. sebab? ada bayang-bayang tv kat situ. boleh harap betul! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;paling best adalah bila adam baca fatihah at the end of solat. ala-ala baca doa gitu lah... sayu hati pandang adam.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you've grown adam.. you'll be a good man. you'll be one fine gentleman. mama doakan yang terbaik untuk adam. go adam! go adam! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451711495165308626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S6heuG897tI/AAAAAAAABz4/t_HZuZX_q8s/s320/adam1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-376111793010907807?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/376111793010907807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=376111793010907807&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/376111793010907807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/376111793010907807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/mama-and-two-little-bears.html' title='mama and two little bears'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tIMWSgZTzAE/S6heuG897tI/AAAAAAAABz4/t_HZuZX_q8s/s72-c/adam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-4670860721124578900</id><published>2010-03-18T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:26:00.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>customer service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya tak boleh la kalo cashier kat kedai tak reti nak senyum &amp;amp; cakap tima kasih.  geram aje rasa...  bukanlah saya kemaruk sangat nak tengok derang senyum or say tima kasih tu...  tapi saya pun penah keje cashier.  saya fahamlah perasaan derang yang dah tak kuasa nak senyum &amp;amp; say thanks.  customer bukan satu...  ramai.  memanglah penat.  tapi saya juga customer ape...  tak ke sejuk hati saya tengok org senyum  sambil tangannya mengecas credit card saya yang menggapai credit limit itu?  kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya penah la pegi satu kedai biskut cina kat melawati ni.  memang tip top la service walaupun kedai biskut aje.  saya datang nak beli biskut ikan dengan biskut toncet.  at the same time nak beli air 100+.  bila saya sampai kedai tu, dia dah sambut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ye puan, nak beli apa?"&lt;/span&gt;.  puan okeh..  puan..  takde kakak-kakak, makcik-makcik, kak ngah, kak long, bagai.  ayat lain, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"puan nak biskut berapa kilo?  kalau puan nak yang sikit, kita ada yang sudah packed", "air 100+ yang botol takde la puan.  yang tin boleh?", "ada apa-apa lagi puan?"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib aje adam ni laki, alesya ni kecik lagi.  kalo tak, confirm saya chop buat menantu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada la satu kali tu..  time tu saya preggy.  kalau takde si fairuz tu belikan makanan saya, jawabnye ngoder aje dari mekdi depan opis tu.  saya mintak delivery aje sebab tak kuasa nak jalan. nak dijadikan cite, satu hari saya dah ordered mekdi, sekali dengan bos punya.  selang 10-15 minit, saya dapat sms.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dtg skunk kat guard. mcd&lt;/span&gt;".  terkujat saya..  saya pun balaslah "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mind your language, please&lt;/span&gt;".  then dia reply "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i.m here..  in guard house. now&lt;/span&gt;".  peh tu guard call.  dia kata this delivery boy tanak masuk hantar makanan and insisted that i collect the makanan kat guard house.  saya bagitau guard, mintak the delivery boy masuk sebab saya tak larat nak keluar.  peh tu, guard tu call lagi.  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anne..  ini orang banyak kurang ajar la anne.  dia tak nak masuk.  dia punya bahasa sangat kurang ajar lah&lt;/span&gt;".  saya pun menyirap la kan..  apehal pulak budak delivery ni.  peh tu saya nampak melissa from fine art bawak delivery boy ni masuk.  then she gave me one kind of look.  time tu, bos dah duk tepi meja.  and she was staring at this delivery boy.  bos saya, bila dah pandang tu, baiklah ko lari selamatkan diri.  walaupun mata dia tu cantik macam aishwarya rai, sekali dia pandang, memanglah rasa nak terkucil.  delivery boy ni pun dah tunduk.   peh tu mintak maaf.  mujur dia mintak maaf.  kalau tak memang pelempang ni naik jugak kat muka dia.  lepas dia keluar aje, melissa ni called.  dia kata budak delivery ni mengomel dari main gate sampai dah nak sampai ke opis saya.  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apa?  bagus sangat ke keje kat sini..  sampai tak boleh nak keluar amik makanan?  ingat dia bagus sangat ke?  bla..  bla..  bla..&lt;/span&gt;"  itu antara yang melissa cerita la..  tapi agaknya bila dia sampai, tengok perut saya yang boncet ni, tak jadik la kot nak memaki hamun.  tambah pulak saya dah pasang bodiguard kat tepi kan..  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silap besar dia?  dia sms saya..  jadiknya?  saya ada nombor dia.  kalau saya nak buat complain kat mekdonel boleh jugakkan?  tapi saya tak kuasaaaaaaaaa nak layan.  sukahati ko la dik....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun customer delivery boy itu sangat kuajaque, saya tetap beli mekdonel sebab itu adalah makanan ruji saya.  dan kerana budi bahasa budak kedai biskut tu sangat saya suka, tiap-tiap minggu pun saya gatal nak gi beli biskut walaupun biskut kat umah ni berlambak-lambak untuk dihabiskan.  customer service itu penting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonchurch.com/blog/images/customer-service.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 493px;" src="http://www.cartoonchurch.com/blog/images/customer-service.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-4670860721124578900?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4670860721124578900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=4670860721124578900&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4670860721124578900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/4670860721124578900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/customer-service.html' title='customer service'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16790992.post-2810218623316501379</id><published>2010-03-15T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T01:26:00.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gila cookies</title><content type='html'>skang ada hobi baru :D  suka buat cookies. mulanya &lt;a href="http://cookiesdlukis.blogspot.com/"&gt;dia &lt;/a&gt;ni lah..  kami tempah cookies kat kak tuty for alesya's kenduri recently.  peh tu macam sedap.  peh tu macam tak puas hati tengok cookies tu comel sangat.  peh tu gatal pegi kelas cookies kat cake connection dengan alin.  peh tu skang meniaga cookies.  hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gatalkan?&lt;br /&gt;memang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cookies punya pasal, sangguplah carik mixer &amp;amp; oven sampai ke harvey norman tu.  kenapa HN?  sebab saya ni buduh al bangang!  dalam kepala ni ingat HN ada banyak choices.  so pegilah ke sana.  tapi bila sampai sana, mixer cuma ada brand kenwood.  oven pun tak banyak.  tapi still beli sebab dah kemaruk nak buat cookies.  since beli time raya cina, takde delivery.  and oven pun kena order.  peh tu geram sebab lambat sangat derang hantar.  peh tu baru pasan kat aeon berlambak oven.  ada satu kedai dekat dengan giant permata tu pun, bersusun mixer.  peh tu baru teringat ada kedai baru nama dia teka pavillion baru bukak kat wangsa maju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menyampah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila oven dah sampai baru la terpikir-pikir, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kenapalah tak beli oven yang timer dia tu mechanical aje.  kenapalah aku pilih yang kena saya-putar-lagi-abg-halim&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padan muka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi.....  cookies saya tetap menjadik :D  alhamdulillah..  dengan adanya kreatif director seperti cik aslin rafei itu, cookies saya nampak comel aje.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs486.snc3/26589_326792423511_597738511_3730383_4753616_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 184px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs486.snc3/26589_326792423511_597738511_3730383_4753616_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs486.ash1/26589_326785903511_597738511_3730351_924482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs486.ash1/26589_326785903511_597738511_3730351_924482_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari pertama buat, ya tuhan.....  kul 4 pagi baru tido.  tak sangka lama gila nak buat icing atas cookies tu.  siap habis idea nak lukis apa atas cookies yang nak di-distribute for alesya's akikah.  ha..  yang itu pun ngok jugak.  buat 100 cookies.  siap dengan 100 designs.  buat ajelah 1 or 2 design kan?  cepat siap.  itulah dia.. penangan excited buat cookies.  tak memikior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs105.snc3/15311_342018178511_597738511_3773929_1909163_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 177px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs105.snc3/15311_342018178511_597738511_3773929_1909163_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs085.snc3/15311_342015428511_597738511_3773926_3684854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 177px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs085.snc3/15311_342015428511_597738511_3773926_3684854_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, sudah ada comment membina for my cookies.  dah ada dua tiga orders :D insya Allah.. mudah-mudahan lama la saya jual cookies ni. boleh duk umah jaga alesya.  meruntun jiwa tiap2 pagi nak hantar budak kecik ni gi umah opah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tunggu ye manja.  nanti mama duk umah ngan manja okeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16790992-2810218623316501379?l=cucuuwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2810218623316501379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16790992&amp;postID=2810218623316501379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2810218623316501379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16790992/posts/default/2810218623316501379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucuuwan.blogspot.com/2010/03/gila-cookies.html' title='gila cookies'/><author><name>anne rafei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12513736980669522869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.babyblues.com/IMAGES/scrapbookart.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
