tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12316172807364672242024-03-13T09:57:58.599+08:00I M MO R T A L I T Y..Life..Hope..Dream..Memory..LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-90725891813905850232010-10-19T08:27:00.001+08:002010-10-19T08:29:11.937+08:00L..I.F.E.<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal">I always am grateful with my life (though sometimes i cannot stand the notion of being surrounded by the news of others’ achievement or improvement ; esp my TESLl friend which had graduated on the same day with me, are toooooooooooooooo farrrrr better than me! I’m a human. So I bet it’s normal. Haha!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">But again I really am grateful with my life…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-28798982205506833222009-10-04T13:33:00.003+08:002009-10-04T13:39:44.200+08:00hope it is still not too late....<span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;">for me to say....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">MAAF ZAHIR BATIN</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">TO MY BELOVED FRIENDS</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">TO ALL THE BLOGGERS OUT THERE</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">AND TO EVERYONE...</span></strong></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-32183941900746789642009-10-04T13:30:00.002+08:002009-10-04T13:33:28.333+08:00bz yg amat!<div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><blockquote> </blockquote></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"><strong><blockquote><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"><strong></strong></span></blockquote>i guess the title has clearly explained what i am trying to say here! yeay!</strong></span></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-79890315335184737652009-09-09T11:19:00.007+08:002009-09-10T09:36:59.940+08:00YEAP! I did it by myself!<span style="color:#cc33cc;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">yesterday, i went to renew my car's road tax (since it will be expired on sept 10) and insurance. i was quite nervous before i went through the process because this is my first time. huhu. as i arrived at the bank, i asked the officer how can i renew, and pleasantly he said that i need to go to the 1st floor for the process. then i went to the counter and settled everything smoothly...but before that, the man at the counter did ask me, do you want to renew ur car road tax? i said yes, then he asked me, can i see your license, i said ok. then he said, i looked </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-size:130%;" ><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,255,153)">young</span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"> to handle everything, that is why he asked me those questions..lalu saya pn berkata2 dlm hati..hmmm..biase dah...haha. maybe the look of first timer was obviously showed in my face! ngeh. then he gave me a payment slip which stated quite a big amount that i need to pay at the ground floor's counter. so, i went down happily and wait for my turn. sorry to say, but the service was so slow even there was only less then 10 customers in the bank, i was the third and i have to wait almost 40 minutes for the payment ( they only open one counter eventho they have 4! huh!). while waiting, i saw a policeman outside the bank staring with interest at my car. then i realised, OMG! i've parked my car illegally in fornt of the bank. i then rushed panically before the policeman write a love notes to me. as i reached the door the guard told me to used the back door since the bank have to be sealed for a while to give way for the the bankers to reload the money in the atm machine.. i was like what the...(sabar bulan pose...)then i rushed to the back door and run (in my baju kurung for your info as i went to the bank straight away after school hour) to my car. saya pun berkate kpd en.polis yg telah pun mengluarkan love note nye dan tengah menjengah-jengah number plat kete saya.</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">"cik maaf ni kete saya" -</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">en.polis (with stern and soulless face) "awk pergi mane tadi?"</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">saya,"sy ade urusan kat bank cik"</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">en.polis "lain kali jgn letak kete mcm ni. salah. (sambil menutup love note nye dan menuju ke motor perondanye untuk blah).</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">"maaf cik..tak sengaje. time kasih" (sambil melompat kegirangn dlm hati..alhmdulillah)</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">ni sume salah org bank yg lembap tuh! huh! then went back in to the bank and waited for my turn patiently(thou my face was still red at that time i guess) and settled everything smoothly.. yay! hmmm... cian kene wat snirik sume bende nih sorang2...ni la naseb seorang perantau.. huhu. but i was happy becuase i have done what i have to do! hmm hmm.. btw, otw back to pokok sena, i've washed my car as well.. double yay!</span></span>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-76335586218372510472009-07-26T11:29:00.003+08:002009-07-26T11:52:33.123+08:00can I have a one month break with pay?<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>I</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ccff;">am so bored of my current situation as I am stucked in my current position without any improvement. I always want to improve myself to the</span> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">FULLEST</span><span style="color:#ffff33;">! </span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ccff;">but</span> <span style="color:#33ccff;">with these so many barriers I have to undergo, it will be very much intricated for me to get through the challenges! I always pray that God will give me the</span> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">potency</span> <span style="color:#33ccff;">and</span> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">determination</span> <span style="color:#33ccff;">to achieve what I want as I always belief that</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I CAN BE WHAT I WANT TO BE!</strong></span> <span style="color:#33ccff;">Yay!</span></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-1286337782563563102009-07-15T09:29:00.002+08:002009-07-15T09:49:25.756+08:00flattered...<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">FLATTERED</span></span><span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">...</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">one should feel like this (or if u could find stronger words to replace that)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">when someone is willing to change because of you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">when someone is willing to do anything because of you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">when you know that someone is placing their highest hope on you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">when this someone is far more beyond any words to be described..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-67272947182904382472009-07-13T11:26:00.002+08:002009-07-13T11:29:34.314+08:00emo<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: webdings;"> i am missing everyone and everything </span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >SO MUCH!</span><br /></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-59846819899099637482009-07-09T10:54:00.004+08:002009-07-09T11:23:30.311+08:00my dear TESL friends....<div align="left"><span style="color:#990000;">Time has changed us to be so far from each other as we are burdened by our endless responsibilities..</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><p><br /> </p><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">so many things to be settled</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">so many things to be think of</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;">so many things to be taken into consideration</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#cc9933;">this is what i always afraid of...when we no longer have time for each other...</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#cc9933;">when the memories start to fade away....</span></div><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#cc9933;"></span></div><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#cc9933;">and when we feel nothing with the absence and silence of our friends....</span></div><br /><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p><br /><br /> </p><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ccff;">but i believe that we always have the choice not to let this from happening...</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ccff;">no matter where we are and what we have become.</span></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-63757915899011731682009-07-07T08:29:00.004+08:002009-07-07T08:49:55.984+08:00BEWILDER?<span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I</span> </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#999999;">am currently in that state </span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><div align="right"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I</span> </span><span style="color:#999999;">guess...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;">What should you do when people put their <span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">highest hopes</span> on you and you have to </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;">scarcely cease</span> their <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#33ccff;">hopes</span> </span>without having an <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">equitable</span> </span>way to explain your action?</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;">Life always has it’s own way to lead us to uncertainty..</span></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-6755555537622667692009-07-06T10:41:00.007+08:002009-07-08T10:04:33.280+08:00the never ending perplexity<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">i always thought that i am a good multitasker.but in time, i realise that it's hard for someone to focus on many things at one time..things will slowly fall apart without you noticing it..being placed in an intersection without knowing how the situation will be if you choose one of it is not an exciting task to be fulfilled. how can someone leave his comfortable, secure, moderate not-so-exciting life for something which he is not sure how will it be yet he has been wanting for it so long. Having a good, rational conscience might help a lot. but when you feel you have not fulfill your responsibility at your current position, how can you gayly move on - those who are selfish and never think of others is not included in this situation, tq. even a risk taker or a positive minded could be tangled by this situation. Things will go as what it will be but we always have the chance to make the right choice even if your mind is clouded by the imperceptibly haze...</span>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-2260713327960362992009-06-07T09:44:00.006+08:002009-06-07T10:24:38.126+08:00the beauty of friendship and love...<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">I was called out to write this entry last night when someone eagerly urged me to update my blog entry (it's not that i don't want to update, it's just that i don't have time to do so..huhu).. yup so many things had happened in my life ..as usual.. but above all those things.. these miraculous words; friendship and love, have always tied me to the ground and put me back into pieces no matter what had happened to me. i always believe, when it comes to love and friendship, these can happen to anyone regardless of their status and age..you can be a very close-knit buddy to others even if u only knew them for seconds and vice versa. the power of love can transmit your brain that love is boundless and its uniqueness when being transferred into friendship or any relationship can make you conquer the world..i always adore those who always cherished their love or friendship with endless support, determination, faith and understading towards each other. they added the value of their life with these astounding elements and make their day far more better worth living each day. one can find strength and faith when they treasure these vigorously words.. so many things can be changed if we broaden our minds and try to view things on the brighter side.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">when you believe in these two words..this world will be a better place and it's not impossible!</span></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-56441193127360225522009-06-07T08:56:00.004+08:002009-06-07T09:40:38.182+08:00no boundaries.....<div align="left">i fell in love with this song from the first time i listen to it..words are so beautiful..this is dedicated to those who always have strong determination and belief in enduring this challenging life...you are what you want to be and there's always ways to get there as nothing can daunt your step!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;">no boundaries!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Seconds hours so many days</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">You know what you want but how long can you wait</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Every moment lasts forever</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">If you feel you’ve lost your way</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">And what if your chances are already gone</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Started believing that I could be wrong</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">But you gave me one good reason</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">To fight and never walk away</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">So here I am still holding on!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Cause every step you climb another mountain</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Every breathe its harder to believe</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">You’ll make it through the pain</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Weather the hurricane</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">To get to that one thing</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Just when you think the road is going nowhere</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Just when you almost gave up on your dreams</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">They take it by the hand and show you that you can</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">There are no boundaries</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">There are no boundaries</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">I fought to the limit</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">To stand on the edge</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">What if today is as good as it gets</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Don’t know where the future’s heading</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">But nothings gonna bring me down</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">I’ve jumped every bridge and I've heard every lie</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">I risked being safe but I always know why</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">I always know why</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">You can go higher</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">You can go deeper</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">There are no boundaries</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Above and beneath you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Break every rule 'cause there’s nothing between you and your dreams.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">With every step you climb another mountain</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Every breathe it's harder to believe</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">You make it through the pain</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Weather the hurricanesto get to that one thing</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">There are no boundaries</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">There are no boundaries</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">There are no boundaries</span></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-11528369473902861432009-05-14T22:16:00.004+08:002009-05-14T23:09:17.949+08:00when u don't know what is right and what is wrongi faced this situation quite a few times for the past 3 weeks. first, i went to a meeting of item building for SPM trial in Klang when at the same time, i was assigned to be the personnel in charge for Tcer's Day celebration. i did attend the meeting anyhow. every sinlge minutes of the meeting, i can't stop my mind from thinking what had happened to my students which i have assigned to cover my responsibility as the tcer in charge for the celebration. my other side was also keep reminding me that, i have done a big part by sacrificing lots of things, just to attend the meeting and prepare the finest quality of questions for the sake of of my own nation.but i can't resist the guilt which keeps lingering in my soul until i come back to school.then, another unfortunate event happened when someome has broken into my room and stole 2 hpones which belong to my students and a camera of mine. i was not that affected by the lost of my camera but i am surrouned by the guilt of not being a good guardian for my students' belonging.in fact i always face this kind of situation in my daily life. when a student of mine response to me in inapropriate manners, my conscience will automatically warned me not to get carried away with their childishness.sumtimes i did get emo with these things as i am not that perfect human which can face all these things patiently enough..i did feel so tired but nothing much i can do to ease it except to keep motivating and reminding myself the purpose of my existance there...i know i still have a very long journey to edure and i always pray that God will always keep me in my bestest condition so that i can carry the responsibilites wholeheartedly...LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-7950659098424197542009-04-28T23:48:00.002+08:002009-04-29T00:28:34.691+08:00suatu malam yang indah....there is no purpose for me to write this entry. just a mere escapism of the hectic events i have gone through few months back. lot of things going on tho...i cant even concentrate myself to my family, my friend and the worse is to myself..fyi, for the time (11.58p.m) being i am waiting to endure another routine ; which is INSTANTLY exist as i carry the responsibility of a teacher, or to be exact a multitask(if only i could find another word to replace this word! suria help me!) teacher. it's not that i'm not satisfy with my current situation, but sumtimes i get tooooooooo tired of everything. i don't even have time for my meal (dont get me wrong folks, i managed to maintain my weight..hehe..)..emph..conclusion is, A SHIFT can be sumtin goo or bad depending on how u control the situation. the life is urs, so u determine it! tibe2 lak..till then!LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-57639034766443615342009-03-15T23:31:00.004+08:002009-03-15T23:47:49.172+08:00if the road not taken..when i was sitting blankly i front of my pc, this thought came across my mind..what <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">if the road is not taken</span></span>..i always remind myself to be the best i could be in whatever i do..sometimes it did across my mind.. what <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">if</span></span> things i have done is not right for me..what <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">if</span></span> things i have done is not meeting others' need..what <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">if</span></span> things i have done is not satisfying everyone...what <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">if</span></span> i cannot carry this responsibility anymore.. those prudence will always be apart of me as long a i live..but i always belief that God has His own plan for He will not test us for things we cannot endure..LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-63306705403026175042009-02-19T12:44:00.000+08:002009-02-19T12:45:29.183+08:00THE CALLING..haha<p class="MsoNormal">Hey peeps! I really need a rest I guess. Being so occupied with my endless school’s responsibility (guess that I have become one of my principal’s reliable figure! Ting2!) I’m not so sure whether I am dedicated or forced to be soooo into my career. Let’s have a sneak preview on what I have gone through and will go through:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">12-16 Feb 09 –</li></ul> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: center;" align="center">A national leadership course at SBPi K.Tganu (at least I got the chance to meet Suria that day! Yay!)</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">18 Feb 09 - School’s Sports Day (the sun’s ray had jovially burnt my skin!)</li></ul> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">19 – 21 Feb 09 – Benchmark Visit to K.L (most of the teachers will be involved)</li></ul> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">26-28 Feb 09 – Prefect’s leadership course in Perlis </li></ul> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">(I know it will be tiring! Demmm!)</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">March – leadership course, <st1:place st="on">Penang</st1:place> - debate competition…</li></ul> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The list goes on actually…but I’m too tired to state the place I will have to go throughout this year. Yep I will be scattering over the country throughout this year! Yaaaaaaaaayyyy!!!! (in an exhausted tone…)</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>p/s: Jip, I’ll be going to SEMESTI in the early of April!</p>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-87660301256316116822009-02-08T11:38:00.000+08:002009-02-08T11:40:11.706+08:00tale of a bird and a hillLast night, when I was watching Majalah 3; the report was on the ramification of <st1:country-region st="on">Israel</st1:country-region> attack on <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Gaza</st1:place></st1:city>, the thought of how atrocious man could be keep enduring my mind as the show went on. The damages to human and environment are innumerable which has led to a lifetime ordeal. Numerous aids have been delivered to the region with the hope it can alleviate the Palestinians burden. The infuriate world’s community has done the best in their own way to save the land. The question is, have we done our best to save our brother in <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Gaza</st1:place></st1:city>? Maybe we don’t know the right channel to deliver or show our concern. Or maybe we don’t even give a damn on what is happening around the world. Okay, enough of the intro. Last month, when I was lazily resting in front of the TV, I accidentally switched the channel to Al-Kuliyyah, which was discussing on the boycott issue on U.S and <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Israel</st1:place></st1:country-region> due to the attack. The anecdote has caught my attention to stick to the show. On of the panel said that, during Rasullah S.A.W. age, there was a small bird, flying on its regular, saw a burning hill. The bird, with its small beak, repeatedly carried water from the nearest river to clear out the fire. The determination showed by the bird made me realized that the least we can do to help our brother in <st1:city st="on">Gaza</st1:city> is by boycotting U.S and <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Israel</st1:place></st1:country-region>. Yes, I use to say, it will not give any effect even if I boycott the criminals. But, now I understand, by giving a little contribution, it will make the world a better place to live. Sometimes, we don’t have to become a hero to be a hero. Do it in our own way and let us save the innocent!LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-67465217789171353322009-01-31T23:45:00.003+08:002009-02-01T00:16:36.584+08:00Dear John...<div>horror! horror! haha..pakwan's lines during one of our drama presentation back in kuantan.. err why do i start my entry with that actually? maybe becuase i miss my friends or pakwan so much! auw! comrades! (especially suria, didi n gpak ; the novel worms!).. just want to point out that i've proudly finished reading "dear john" by nicholas sparks in less than a month. whish is my personal record for the time being in novel reading. so, i command y'all to buy the book and read it bcos the story is interesting! a tale of unconditional love and friendship... haha! love story of course! hmmm... i must say that i am proud of myself for sticking and treasuring the book and make my own novel-reading record! clap2! heeeee :)</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297491596802362946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SYR4ijwFjkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1h7Zj9yu3HM/s400/400hCover_DearJohn.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-46268376439389131592009-01-17T22:18:00.006+08:002009-01-17T22:53:12.318+08:00no reason<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHwvEpx6sI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Msaa-3sZmcU/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292275728630540994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHwvEpx6sI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Msaa-3sZmcU/s320/DSC00610.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHsPq0681I/AAAAAAAAAMg/2RbXmHnQDpM/s1600-h/IMG_1983.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292270791075492690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHsPq0681I/AAAAAAAAAMg/2RbXmHnQDpM/s320/IMG_1983.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHsPcpgp6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/8C6Yj7HHro8/s1600-h/IMG_1563.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292270787269535650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHsPcpgp6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/8C6Yj7HHro8/s320/IMG_1563.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>i have no reason for this entry...just want to immortalise one of the precious memory i've shared with my fren...no matter how we have changed..the friendship we own will always remain the same..hopefully..btw we are the same saikos as we were before! lets keep it that way ok babe! heee..peace!</div></div></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-84789254624707225472008-12-29T23:03:00.003+08:002008-12-29T23:51:24.478+08:00SAYA DITANDA!being tagged in malay kene tanda la kan? izzit? yo yo yo! salaammm...it's been a while since i wrote my last entry right! i reckon some kind of disease has attacked me to stop me from blogging for a while -disease kunun, ckp je la malas!. the disease is still lingering inside me tho..haha. since miss pjoybeepsy has tagged me, let us answer the question together :<br /><br />1) do you think you're hot?<br />nope. i am the cool type.in every sense.haha<br /><br />2) upload your favourite picture of you<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SVjqNtn9ClI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7c6K1SULuNc/s1600-h/1_759693114l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SVjqNtn9ClI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7c6K1SULuNc/s320/1_759693114l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285231684025649746" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">class of saikos<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SVjqN9WjMMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4Y_h4ha3jEY/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SVjqN9WjMMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4Y_h4ha3jEY/s320/Image127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285231688247619778" border="0" /></a><br />two of the saikos<br /></div><br />3) why do you like that picture?<br />pic #1, #2: actually i like all pictures that i have in my collection. those two pictures remind me of my gud old days with the saikos..haaa...mish them all...<br /><br />4) when was the last time you ate pizza?<br />last ramadhan during breakfast. i'm not that fond to pizza.<br /><br />5) the last song you listened to?<br />arti sahabat by nidji - kinda like this song and oso hate this part by PCD(sy x tiru awk ye encek beepsy!)<br /><br />6) what are you doing right now besides this?<br />download lagu, burn cd<br /><br />7) what name would you prefer besides yours?<br />marina ( a tribute to my fren nelly dalila who owez called me lidya marina.mane tah die dapat name tu.men bedal je)<br /><br />sape lagi dah yg tertinggal untuk diTAG<br /><br />1.rashidah rashid<br />2.wan rajifah wan ab.rahman<br />3.suria hani ibrahim<br />4. errr..xramai kawan kah aku????arrr tidakkkk!!!! ahh persetankan! haha<br /><br />8) who is number 1?<br />one of my bestfwen who got married recently to SZ, tho we only get closed to each other xsmpai one year pown lagi, feels like we have known each other long2 time ago.<span style="font-size:85%;">it's the truest miracle one can experience in friendship when you treasure it! (ape ayat aku neh????)<br /></span><br />9) number 3 is having a relationship with?<br />men...v w X y Z.....am i rite suria hani? haha<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><br />12) who is number 2?<br />a dear fwen of mine yg x tinggi2.hehe. during our college years, she used to be my partner in any group assignment. i missed those moments so verryyy much Gip! jum kite bergroup lagi! nnt u bleyh lokes2! heee<br /><br />that's all....sape2 yg dh kne tag sile alert ye! sape2 beminat nk buat juge sile2LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-67527811595128747552008-11-06T12:50:00.002+08:002008-11-06T12:56:57.860+08:00yeap i did it for the 2nd time and it went so well!comrades, yesterday i had successfully donor my blood with flying color! yay! bleh ke gne bnd tu di sini.huuu..two years ago when i donored my blood for the first time, i fainted in front of my rumah tumpang.thx to my rumah tumpang geng, they menaged to save me ontime! i was a bit nervous to get thru the process for the 2nd time but i did! yay! btw the jarum was bigger this time! so i decided to shut my eyes when the nurse stuck the needle in my fair hand..haha..ok then..i'm off to K.L. yay! da abes mark paper! yay!LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-80789188415258372602008-10-14T10:47:00.002+08:002008-10-14T10:53:59.445+08:00SAY "NO"sumtin had happened to me yesterday which is bad of cos. i hate ppl manipulating me and i hate the times which i cant stand for my own self and i hate for not being able to say "NO"! the song by John Mayer (Say) below best describes my current emotion!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Take all of your wasted honor<br />Every little past frustration<br />Take all of your so-called problems<br />Better put them in quotations<br /><br />Say what you need to say<br />Say what you need to say<br />Say what you need to say<br /><br />Walking like a one man army<br />Fighting with the shadows in your head<br />Living out the same old moment<br />Knowing you’d be better off instead<br />If you could only<br /><br /><br />Say what you need to say<br />Say what you need to say<br /><br />Have no fear for giving in<br />Have no fear for giving over<br />You better know that in the end<br />It’s better to say too much<br />Than never to say what you need to say again<br /><br />Even if your hands are shaking<br />And your faith is broken<br />Even as the eyes are closing<br />Do it with a heart wide open<br /><br />Say what you need to say<br />Say what you need to say<br />Say what you need to say<br />Say what you need to say....<br /><br /></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-13535987870392593522008-10-12T12:55:00.007+08:002008-10-13T11:17:37.498+08:00GeDiK SaNtAi aIdiLfiTri @ Titi Hayunseperti perkare di ats kami2 (geng sepihan saina) telah mengadakan satu program bergedikan di titi hayun air terjun, yan kedah pade 10 nov 08. program itu telah dimaster mindkn oleh seorg male teacher bername mr.nazir dan juge knco2nye; mr.suki, mr.naim.kmi ni kirenye geng2 huha la kat skola tu.xdisangke2 en.PK n family turut menyertai kmi pd hari tersebut. dapekla juge kmi menjadi monster pd hari itu steleh penat bekojo! so here are the snaps!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32HL482I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/93abivz3VPA/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32HL482I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/93abivz3VPA/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256465855364526946" border="0" /></a>this is the road to titi hayun..santek kn!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32tZ36MI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dOvLXgFmp3M/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32tZ36MI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dOvLXgFmp3M/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256465865623726274" border="0" /></a><br />yay! sudei sampei! the project manager was talking to the phone<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32pUWG8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/xiRA7TXAxz0/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32pUWG8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/xiRA7TXAxz0/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256465864526797762" border="0" /></a><br />hmm..bolehla ni tmpt ni nk landing<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32_sX0sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EDaneHtkwAc/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32_sX0sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EDaneHtkwAc/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256465870533153474" border="0" /></a><br />the school's counsellor n rkn senegeri mrs.amira<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zMz209I/AAAAAAAAAKg/rm341tjcU5w/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zMz209I/AAAAAAAAAKg/rm341tjcU5w/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256468004357985234" border="0" /></a><br />makan dulu!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zaM3MyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mhzzLNoVrhM/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zaM3MyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mhzzLNoVrhM/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256468007952528162" border="0" /></a><br />ni la ghopenye titi hayun itu<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zkxv9nI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PfNkQQnHp50/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zkxv9nI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PfNkQQnHp50/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256468010791597682" border="0" /></a><br />ayakh kene hompap batu!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zwHghwI/AAAAAAAAALA/_IS1yLgy3e4/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zwHghwI/AAAAAAAAALA/_IS1yLgy3e4/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256468013835650818" border="0" /></a>kami yg bermain air<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8ipxyTHI/AAAAAAAAALI/PLi2m3Ff8_w/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8ipxyTHI/AAAAAAAAALI/PLi2m3Ff8_w/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256471018611035250" border="0" /></a>encek2 cikgu yg kunun2 sebok<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8i2ed0vI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ayUCti1SS4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8i2ed0vI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ayUCti1SS4Y/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256471022019662578" border="0" /></a>demm! this reminds me to our trip @ P.D!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8i8Qk-DI/AAAAAAAAALY/bL3e4s6b4OE/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8i8Qk-DI/AAAAAAAAALY/bL3e4s6b4OE/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256471023572023346" border="0" /></a>geng bapak2..tngah terjun tiruk tu mr.bolan a.k.a dugong<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8jUE8yRI/AAAAAAAAALg/zVoFpxR3Igg/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8jUE8yRI/AAAAAAAAALg/zVoFpxR3Igg/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256471029965703442" border="0" /></a>nk balik dah! the geds!bju merah itu en.P.K.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8jVa3uSI/AAAAAAAAALo/TwD26ciB8WA/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8jVa3uSI/AAAAAAAAALo/TwD26ciB8WA/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256471030326081826" border="0" /></a>aksi bebas..ustad shareff yg berkain pelikat!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-66688937483285400732008-10-09T11:55:00.003+08:002008-10-09T12:05:56.369+08:00photography sessionform 4 class teachers were called to gathered at the hall, 11 a.am, just now for the tangkap gmba session. eventho i took over 4S of SAINA in the 2nd sem of schooling i took the responsiblility to sit in the middle seat of the class picture. so here the result is!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SO2B4lnlToI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kWeL9Qn3rjk/s1600-h/PA090589.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SO2B4lnlToI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kWeL9Qn3rjk/s320/PA090589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254999149382028930" border="0" /></a> me; in e midle of cos, surrounded by the 4S gangs!LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-20680180087228329112008-10-08T10:46:00.002+08:002008-10-08T10:54:59.438+08:00the meeting...on the 27 ramadhan ; last month of course.. we had a simple meeting at McD KB Mall after break fasting. gladly, the whole team were there including miss G. it was a long2 time ago since we last gathered like this.. though it was short the gathering was so happening! we had our tinme that nite! thx evyone for coming!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SOwgvUHa7mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vjRHWKQSbwg/s1600-h/Image%28911%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SOwgvUHa7mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vjRHWKQSbwg/s320/Image%28911%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254610862460300898" border="0" /></a><br /> from left : miey, G , me, Aqmar n dila.LyD M.Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701noreply@blogger.com0