<?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-1231617280736467224</id><updated>2012-01-23T04:57:16.006+08:00</updated><category term='am motivating myself.heh.'/><category term='sigh...'/><category term='di saat nyamok saikos sdg mengigitku...'/><category term='------me=perplex--------'/><category term='lalalalalalala'/><category term='errr...this post is just a mere expression of a tiredness..theehehe'/><category term='kemerapuan yg terserlah (pre-effect sblm blik kedah.huh)'/><category term='-you know who you are-'/><category term='i want to meet my fren badly.demm.'/><category term='i am scattering apart at this moment..arghhh'/><title type='text'>I M MO R T A L I T Y</title><subtitle type='html'>..Life..Hope..Dream..Memory..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-9072589181390585023</id><published>2010-10-19T08:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:29:11.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L..I.F.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* 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;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;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!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But again I really am grateful with my life…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-9072589181390585023?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/9072589181390585023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=9072589181390585023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/9072589181390585023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/9072589181390585023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2010/10/life.html' title='L..I.F.E.'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-2879898220550683322</id><published>2009-10-04T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:39:44.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope it is still not too late....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;for me to say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAAF ZAHIR BATIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TO MY BELOVED FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TO ALL THE BLOGGERS OUT THERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;AND TO EVERYONE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-2879898220550683322?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/2879898220550683322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=2879898220550683322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/2879898220550683322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/2879898220550683322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope-it-is-still-not-too-late.html' title='hope it is still not too late....'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-3218394190074678964</id><published>2009-10-04T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:33:28.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bz yg amat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i guess the title has clearly explained what i am trying to say here! yeay!&lt;/strong&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/1231617280736467224-3218394190074678964?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/3218394190074678964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=3218394190074678964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/3218394190074678964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/3218394190074678964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/10/bz-yg-amat.html' title='bz yg amat!'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-7989031533518473765</id><published>2009-09-09T11:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:36:59.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lalalalalalala'/><title type='text'>YEAP! I did it by myself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;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 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,255,153)"&gt;young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt; 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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;"cik maaf ni kete saya" -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;en.polis (with stern and soulless face) "awk pergi mane tadi?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;saya,"sy ade urusan kat bank cik"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;en.polis "lain kali jgn letak kete mcm ni. salah. (sambil menutup love note nye dan menuju ke motor perondanye untuk blah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;"maaf cik..tak sengaje. time kasih" (sambil melompat kegirangn dlm hati..alhmdulillah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;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!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-7989031533518473765?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/7989031533518473765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=7989031533518473765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7989031533518473765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7989031533518473765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeap.html' title='YEAP! I did it by myself!'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-7633558621837251047</id><published>2009-07-26T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:52:33.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am motivating myself.heh.'/><title type='text'>can I have a one month break with pay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;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&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;FULLEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;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&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;potency&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to achieve what I want as I always belief that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN BE WHAT I WANT TO BE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yay!&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/1231617280736467224-7633558621837251047?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/7633558621837251047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=7633558621837251047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7633558621837251047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7633558621837251047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-i-have-one-month-break-with-pay.html' title='can I have a one month break with pay?'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-128633778256356310</id><published>2009-07-15T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:49:25.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-you know who you are-'/><title type='text'>flattered...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLATTERED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;one should feel like this (or if u could find stronger words to replace that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;when someone is willing to change because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;when someone is willing to do anything because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;when you know that someone is placing their highest hope on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;when this someone is far more beyond any words to be described..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-128633778256356310?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/128633778256356310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=128633778256356310&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/128633778256356310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/128633778256356310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/07/flattered.html' title='flattered...'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-6727294718290438247</id><published>2009-07-13T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:29:34.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh...'/><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: webdings;"&gt;  i am missing everyone and everything  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-6727294718290438247?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/6727294718290438247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=6727294718290438247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6727294718290438247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6727294718290438247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/07/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-5984681989909963748</id><published>2009-07-09T10:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:23:30.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dear TESL friends....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Time has changed us to be so far from each other as we are burdened by our endless responsibilities..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so many things to be settled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so many things to be think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so many things to be taken into consideration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;this is what i always afraid of...when we no longer have time for each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;when the memories start to fade away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;and when we feel nothing with the absence and silence of our friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i believe that we always have the choice not to let this from happening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;no matter where we are and what we have become.&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/1231617280736467224-5984681989909963748?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/5984681989909963748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=5984681989909963748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5984681989909963748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5984681989909963748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-dear-tesl-friends.html' title='my dear TESL friends....'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-6375791589901173168</id><published>2009-07-07T08:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:49:55.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEWILDER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;am currently in that state &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What should you do when people put their &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;highest hopes&lt;/span&gt; on you and you have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;scarcely cease&lt;/span&gt; their &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hopes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;without having an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;equitable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;way to explain your action?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Life always has it’s own way to lead us to uncertainty..&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/1231617280736467224-6375791589901173168?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/6375791589901173168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=6375791589901173168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6375791589901173168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6375791589901173168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/07/bewilder.html' title='BEWILDER?'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-675555553762266769</id><published>2009-07-06T10:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:04:33.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='------me=perplex--------'/><title type='text'>the never ending perplexity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;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...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-675555553762266769?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/675555553762266769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=675555553762266769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/675555553762266769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/675555553762266769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-ending-perplexity.html' title='the never ending perplexity'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-226071332796036299</id><published>2009-06-07T09:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:24:38.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kemerapuan yg terserlah (pre-effect sblm blik kedah.huh)'/><title type='text'>the beauty of friendship and love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;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.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when you believe in these two words..this world will be a better place and it's not impossible!&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/1231617280736467224-226071332796036299?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/226071332796036299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=226071332796036299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/226071332796036299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/226071332796036299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/06/beauty-of-friendship-and-love.html' title='the beauty of friendship and love...'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-5644119312736022552</id><published>2009-06-07T08:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T09:40:38.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no boundaries.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;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!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no boundaries!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Seconds hours so many days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You know what you want but how long can you wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Every moment lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If you feel you’ve lost your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And what if your chances are already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Started believing that I could be wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But you gave me one good reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;To fight and never walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So here I am still holding on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Cause every step you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Every breathe its harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You’ll make it through the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Weather the hurricane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Just when you think the road is going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;They take it by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I fought to the limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;To stand on the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What if today is as good as it gets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Don’t know where the future’s heading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But nothings gonna bring me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I’ve jumped every bridge and I've heard every lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I risked being safe but I always know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I always know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You can go higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You can go deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Above and beneath you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Break every rule 'cause there’s nothing between you and your dreams.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Every breathe it's harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You make it through the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Weather the hurricanesto get to that one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There are no boundaries&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/1231617280736467224-5644119312736022552?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/5644119312736022552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=5644119312736022552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5644119312736022552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5644119312736022552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-boundaries.html' title='no boundaries.....'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-1152836947390286143</id><published>2009-05-14T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:09:17.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am scattering apart at this moment..arghhh'/><title type='text'>when u don't know what is right and what is wrong</title><content type='html'>i 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...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-1152836947390286143?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/1152836947390286143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=1152836947390286143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/1152836947390286143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/1152836947390286143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-u-dont-know-what-is-right-and-what.html' title='when u don&apos;t know what is right and what is wrong'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-795065909842419754</id><published>2009-04-28T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:28:34.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suatu malam yang indah....</title><content type='html'>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!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-795065909842419754?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/795065909842419754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=795065909842419754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/795065909842419754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/795065909842419754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/04/suatu-malam-yang-indah.html' title='suatu malam yang indah....'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-5763903476644361534</id><published>2009-03-15T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:47:49.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errr...this post is just a mere expression of a tiredness..theehehe'/><title type='text'>if the road not taken..</title><content type='html'>when i was sitting blankly i front of my pc, this thought came across my mind..what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;if the road is not taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..i always remind myself to be the best i could be in whatever i do..sometimes it did across my mind.. what &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; things i have done is not right for me..what &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; things i have done is not meeting others' need..what &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; things i have done is not satisfying everyone...what &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-5763903476644361534?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/5763903476644361534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=5763903476644361534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5763903476644361534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5763903476644361534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-road-not-taken.html' title='if the road not taken..'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-6330670540302617504</id><published>2009-02-19T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:45:29.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CALLING..haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;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:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;12-16 Feb 09 –&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;A national leadership course at SBPi K.Tganu (at least I got the chance to meet Suria that day! Yay!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;18 Feb 09 - School’s Sports Day (the sun’s ray had      jovially burnt my skin!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;19 – 21 Feb 09 – Benchmark Visit to K.L (most of the      teachers will be involved)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;26-28 Feb 09 – Prefect’s leadership course in Perlis &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;(I know it will be tiring! Demmm!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;March – leadership course, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Penang&lt;/st1:place&gt;      - debate competition…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;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…)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;p/s: Jip, I’ll be going to SEMESTI in the early of April!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-6330670540302617504?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/6330670540302617504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=6330670540302617504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6330670540302617504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6330670540302617504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/02/callinghaha.html' title='THE CALLING..haha'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-8766030125631611682</id><published>2009-02-08T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:40:11.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tale of a bird and a hill</title><content type='html'>Last night, when I was watching Majalah 3; the report was on the ramification of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; attack on &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Gaza&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, 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 &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Gaza&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;? 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 &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; 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 &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Gaza&lt;/st1:city&gt; is by boycotting U.S and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. 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!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-8766030125631611682?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/8766030125631611682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=8766030125631611682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/8766030125631611682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/8766030125631611682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/02/tale-of-bird-and-hill.html' title='tale of a bird and a hill'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-6746521778917135332</id><published>2009-01-31T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:16:36.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear John...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;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 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1231617280736467224-6746521778917135332?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/6746521778917135332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=6746521778917135332&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6746521778917135332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6746521778917135332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-john.html' title='Dear John...'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SYR4ijwFjkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1h7Zj9yu3HM/s72-c/400hCover_DearJohn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-4626837643938913159</id><published>2009-01-17T22:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:53:12.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want to meet my fren badly.demm.'/><title type='text'>no reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHwvEpx6sI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Msaa-3sZmcU/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHsPq0681I/AAAAAAAAAMg/2RbXmHnQDpM/s1600-h/IMG_1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHsPcpgp6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/8C6Yj7HHro8/s1600-h/IMG_1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;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!&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/1231617280736467224-4626837643938913159?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/4626837643938913159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=4626837643938913159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/4626837643938913159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/4626837643938913159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-reason.html' title='no reason'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SXHwvEpx6sI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Msaa-3sZmcU/s72-c/DSC00610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-8478925462470722547</id><published>2008-12-29T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:51:24.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='di saat nyamok saikos sdg mengigitku...'/><title type='text'>SAYA DITANDA!</title><content type='html'>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 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) do you think you're hot?&lt;br /&gt;nope. i am the cool type.in every sense.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) upload your favourite picture of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SVjqNtn9ClI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7c6K1SULuNc/s1600-h/1_759693114l.jpg"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;class of saikos&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SVjqN9WjMMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4Y_h4ha3jEY/s1600-h/Image127.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/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SVjqN9WjMMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4Y_h4ha3jEY/s320/Image127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285231688247619778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of the saikos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) why do you like that picture?&lt;br /&gt;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...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) when was the last time you ate pizza?&lt;br /&gt;last ramadhan during breakfast. i'm not that fond to pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) the last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;arti sahabat by nidji - kinda like this song and oso hate this part by PCD(sy x tiru awk ye encek beepsy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) what are you doing right now besides this?&lt;br /&gt;download lagu, burn cd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) what name would you prefer besides yours?&lt;br /&gt;marina ( a tribute to my fren nelly dalila who owez called me lidya marina.mane tah die dapat name tu.men bedal je)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sape lagi dah yg tertinggal untuk diTAG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.rashidah rashid&lt;br /&gt;2.wan rajifah wan ab.rahman&lt;br /&gt;3.suria hani ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;4. errr..xramai kawan kah aku????arrr tidakkkk!!!! ahh persetankan! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) who is number 1?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's the truest miracle one can experience in friendship when you treasure it! (ape ayat aku neh????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) number 3 is having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;men...v w X y Z.....am i rite suria hani? haha&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) who is number 2?&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all....sape2 yg dh kne tag sile alert ye! sape2 beminat nk buat juge sile2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-8478925462470722547?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/8478925462470722547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=8478925462470722547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/8478925462470722547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/8478925462470722547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/12/saya-ditanda.html' title='SAYA DITANDA!'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SVjqNtn9ClI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7c6K1SULuNc/s72-c/1_759693114l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-6752781159512874755</id><published>2008-11-06T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:56:57.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeap i did it for the 2nd time and it went so well!</title><content type='html'>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!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-6752781159512874755?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/6752781159512874755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=6752781159512874755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6752781159512874755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6752781159512874755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeap-i-did-it-for-2nd-time-and-it-went.html' title='yeap i did it for the 2nd time and it went so well!'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-8078918841525837260</id><published>2008-10-14T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:53:59.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAY "NO"</title><content type='html'>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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take all of your wasted honor&lt;br /&gt;Every little past frustration&lt;br /&gt;Take all of your so-called problems&lt;br /&gt;Better put them in quotations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking like a one man army&lt;br /&gt;Fighting with the shadows in your head&lt;br /&gt;Living out the same old moment&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you’d be better off instead&lt;br /&gt;If you could only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving in&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving over&lt;br /&gt;You better know that in the end&lt;br /&gt;It’s better to say too much&lt;br /&gt;Than never to say what you need to say again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if your hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;And your faith is broken&lt;br /&gt;Even as the eyes are closing&lt;br /&gt;Do it with a heart wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say....&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/1231617280736467224-8078918841525837260?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/8078918841525837260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=8078918841525837260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/8078918841525837260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/8078918841525837260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/10/say-no.html' title='SAY &quot;NO&quot;'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-1353598787039259352</id><published>2008-10-12T12:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:17:37.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GeDiK SaNtAi aIdiLfiTri @ Titi Hayun</title><content type='html'>seperti 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!&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/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32HL482I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/93abivz3VPA/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the road to titi hayun..santek kn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32tZ36MI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dOvLXgFmp3M/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! sudei sampei! the project manager was talking to the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32pUWG8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/xiRA7TXAxz0/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..bolehla ni tmpt ni nk landing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK32_sX0sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EDaneHtkwAc/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school's counsellor n rkn senegeri mrs.amira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zMz209I/AAAAAAAAAKg/rm341tjcU5w/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan dulu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zaM3MyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mhzzLNoVrhM/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni la ghopenye titi  hayun itu&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zkxv9nI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PfNkQQnHp50/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayakh kene hompap batu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK5zwHghwI/AAAAAAAAALA/_IS1yLgy3e4/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kami yg bermain air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8ipxyTHI/AAAAAAAAALI/PLi2m3Ff8_w/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;encek2 cikgu yg kunun2 sebok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8i2ed0vI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ayUCti1SS4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;demm! this reminds me to our trip @ P.D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8i8Qk-DI/AAAAAAAAALY/bL3e4s6b4OE/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;geng bapak2..tngah terjun tiruk tu mr.bolan a.k.a dugong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8jUE8yRI/AAAAAAAAALg/zVoFpxR3Igg/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nk balik dah! the geds!bju merah itu en.P.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SPK8jVa3uSI/AAAAAAAAALo/TwD26ciB8WA/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aksi bebas..ustad shareff yg berkain pelikat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1231617280736467224-1353598787039259352?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/1353598787039259352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=1353598787039259352&amp;isPopup=true' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-6668893748328540073</id><published>2008-10-09T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:05:56.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photography session</title><content type='html'>form 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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SO2B4lnlToI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kWeL9Qn3rjk/s1600-h/PA090589.JPG"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            me; in e midle of cos, surrounded by the 4S gangs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-6668893748328540073?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/6668893748328540073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=6668893748328540073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6668893748328540073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/6668893748328540073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/10/photography-session.html' title='photography session'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SO2B4lnlToI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kWeL9Qn3rjk/s72-c/PA090589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-2068018008722832911</id><published>2008-10-08T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:54:59.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the meeting...</title><content type='html'>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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SOwgvUHa7mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vjRHWKQSbwg/s1600-h/Image%28911%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   from left : miey, G , me, Aqmar n dila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-2068018008722832911?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/2068018008722832911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=2068018008722832911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/2068018008722832911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/2068018008722832911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/10/meeting.html' title='the meeting...'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SOwgvUHa7mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vjRHWKQSbwg/s72-c/Image%28911%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-5310822184283421073</id><published>2008-09-24T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:39:43.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mari mengeTAG</title><content type='html'>nurhidha irawaty kasmaruddin has tagged me few days ago i guess..nad here i am revealing the delicious fact bout myself..yam saye tatau nk toles ape hekceli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 : hah! i knoe.. i am now a lousy English teacher at Pkok Sena Science school (kpd sape2 yg xtau)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: currently my phone is broken and i am now using a borrowed phone. so sape2 yg anto msg mmg xkua la namenye kt phone. sy bkn penghapal number, so forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 : my life in kedah rite now is dull n boring.espcially this ramadhan ni. i am thinking a lot my fam and my rumah kongsi babes...huu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 :  some of my studs dkat SAINA ni (shortform of sains pokok sena) tot dat i am  a replacement tcher kt skul ni bcos i look young.. well i take that as a cmpliment (ade berbaur self obess skit! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 : sejak2 jadi warden kat skola ni spanjang bulan ramadhan ni da 3 to 4 times i went to emergncy dept. sultanah bahiyah hosp anto budak sakit. ade skali tu pukui 1pgi g anto budak..balik pkol 4.esk nk skolah lgi..huuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 : sy ni bekeng,cengei,garang! ini dperakui oleh my  studs n my frens. ye ke? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 : saye tak makan ikan sungei..espcially keli, belut, haruan! geli geli geli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAy!!! berjaya sudah abeskan tag ini!sape2 nk join tag ni, sile2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;DIKESEMPATAN INI, SY INGIN MENGUCAPKAN SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI, MAAF ZAHIR BATIN KPD RAKAN2 BLOG SEKALIAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-5310822184283421073?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/5310822184283421073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=5310822184283421073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5310822184283421073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5310822184283421073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/09/mari-mengetag.html' title='mari mengeTAG'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-4638029508735522580</id><published>2008-08-12T14:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:01:41.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in alor gajah and malacca town</title><content type='html'>last saturday, 9th august 2008, we; me, me fren dila, and me x-stud back in uitm s.iskandar, went to didi's wedding in alor gajah. btw, beh, u r n longer miss didi. uhhu. so for those who missed the chance to attend didi's wedding here are some pics of us. tgether, i enclosed some pics of us wandering around malacca town afta the  wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwkifiQ1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/fi537Yvgslc/s1600-h/IMG_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwkifiQ1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/fi537Yvgslc/s320/IMG_1111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233517646273725266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ct, imah, che haz, n imah were htere too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwk5sFxtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5EdWmStQJtI/s1600-h/IMG_1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwk5sFxtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5EdWmStQJtI/s320/IMG_1123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233517652500399826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, nala, the husband, the wife, ptri dila n dila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwlNsKjII/AAAAAAAAAHI/mr0MaxC46-Q/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwlNsKjII/AAAAAAAAAHI/mr0MaxC46-Q/s320/IMG_1125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233517657869421698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same as above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwlTPfxZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0AKnJ1DTTbo/s1600-h/IMG_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwlTPfxZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0AKnJ1DTTbo/s320/IMG_1136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233517659359790482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;konon2 teknik photo. ceth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwlro8pXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/U7pmJdtQWck/s1600-h/IMG_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwlro8pXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/U7pmJdtQWck/s320/IMG_1142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233517665908991346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with  the princess of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz1toZVII/AAAAAAAAAHg/_W6EnXJyNJ0/s1600-h/IMG_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz1toZVII/AAAAAAAAAHg/_W6EnXJyNJ0/s320/IMG_1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233521239856338050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dila, nala n her pose, n me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz1zZl8DI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8M6_Xr4Za5k/s1600-h/IMG_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz1zZl8DI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8M6_Xr4Za5k/s320/IMG_1153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233521241404862514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni flea market kat aussie neh.hehhe. dila yg kesilauan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz2E5FjTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/4dSyt4CUucQ/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz2E5FjTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/4dSyt4CUucQ/s320/IMG_1169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233521246100360498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pose kunun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz2ZF7yXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/U061CCSfRLE/s1600-h/IMG_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz2ZF7yXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/U061CCSfRLE/s320/IMG_1157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233521251522955634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our first checkpoint. bepoluh armpit eden naek bukit tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz25BxlGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/-nu9DyVwJsw/s1600-h/IMG_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEz25BxlGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/-nu9DyVwJsw/s320/IMG_1158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233521260095444066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;window sopping&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/1231617280736467224-4638029508735522580?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SKEwkifiQ1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/fi537Yvgslc/s72-c/IMG_1111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-5905312025140388645</id><published>2008-07-03T11:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:33:02.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITEM BUILDING...A REMEMBRANCE OF MR RIZAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRzVhWHOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/59TTs69SjaM/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRzVhWHOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/59TTs69SjaM/s320/IMG_0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218636010607746274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the subject i was assigned to..twas scary tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRzQwgx7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/-Zca1vUV4sE/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRzQwgx7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/-Zca1vUV4sE/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218636009329182642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the team : mrs aida frm sci.putri, mrs.haslina frm sains tganu, me of kos, mr.bad from sci.labuan and the most handsome man there mr.husni frm sci. k.slangor. they lookd serious kn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRRkMRNUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Jh5e2CXgxso/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRRkMRNUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Jh5e2CXgxso/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218635430430324034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the venue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRRwHFoDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/zOfeuMHa6R0/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRRwHFoDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/zOfeuMHa6R0/s320/IMG_0935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218635433629818930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sape tah took this picture..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember one of our boring class during our college years back then which is test and evaluation course and ade satu lgi course yg kite amek kne buat2 soklan xm yg ade bloom's taxonomy  sume tu???? well now i know how important the lesson is to me.last month i was assigned to attend a meeting on item building for SPM n PMR trial xm. the item building process involved everything that i've learnt - which i never pay attention - in Mr. Rizal class. what an irony rite..fortunately, my long term memory worked vey well during the meeting which helped me a lot to relate the rpocess with Mr. Rizal's lesson. moral of the story.. TUMPUKAN PERHATIAN DALAM KELAS!.. what goes around comes around...lalaalalalalaa...below are some picutres of us during the war..luckily my teammates are all kewl eventho they are much2 senior&lt;br /&gt;than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-5905312025140388645?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/5905312025140388645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=5905312025140388645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5905312025140388645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5905312025140388645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/07/item-buildinga-tribute-to-mr-rizal.html' title='ITEM BUILDING...A REMEMBRANCE OF MR RIZAL'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGxRzVhWHOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/59TTs69SjaM/s72-c/IMG_0937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-7034517612490212496</id><published>2008-06-30T14:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:36:02.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER GONE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiH7eXSRII/AAAAAAAAAFo/2qTO9DML5GE/s1600-h/100_5280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiH7eXSRII/AAAAAAAAAFo/2qTO9DML5GE/s320/100_5280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217569624141481090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiHaac7gBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IQAKZBUmgrk/s1600-h/twin++baju-teletubbies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiHaac7gBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IQAKZBUmgrk/s320/twin++baju-teletubbies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217569056155729938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiHQRP4SoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/67wxFlCvUA8/s1600-h/u8b+juge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiHQRP4SoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/67wxFlCvUA8/s320/u8b+juge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217568881886382722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiHF0TMh9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/H6Wsi9aLOYM/s1600-h/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiHF0TMh9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/H6Wsi9aLOYM/s320/IMG_0930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217568702316971986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiLq-89vOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/k5Bf8hMCFNY/s1600-h/07092007855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiLq-89vOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/k5Bf8hMCFNY/s320/07092007855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217573738878188770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiEtBwRPTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EPuDk7Roh0Q/s1600-h/pix+kami+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiEtBwRPTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EPuDk7Roh0Q/s320/pix+kami+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217566077408591154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiEtWOhN6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/nIBo1mH5p9w/s1600-h/u8b+juge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiEtWOhN6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/nIBo1mH5p9w/s320/u8b+juge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217566082904176546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiEtVuwB6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/6JVValFyd9g/s1600-h/jabbarrr+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiEtVuwB6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/6JVValFyd9g/s320/jabbarrr+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217566082770929570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiEtpyjqCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GwiW1T7KEi0/s1600-h/T.C+last+hu+hu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiEtpyjqCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GwiW1T7KEi0/s320/T.C+last+hu+hu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217566088155605026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've been thinking a lot about my life now and i've been dwelling on my previous life which i missed so much..sometimes the emptiness conqueres my soul and made me realized how cruel life could be without our loved ones; life is meaningless...to all my beloved friends i dedicate this one for you which best describes my emotion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things we did, the things we said&lt;br /&gt;Keep comin' backto me and make me smile again&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;Everything that's good in me I owe to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the distance that's between us&lt;br /&gt;Now may seem to be too far&lt;br /&gt;It will never separate us&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside, I know you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never gone, never far&lt;br /&gt;In my heart is where you are&lt;br /&gt;Always close, everyday&lt;br /&gt;Every step along the way&lt;br /&gt;Even though for now we've got to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I know you would be forever in my life&lt;br /&gt;Never gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk along these empty streets&lt;br /&gt;There is not a second you're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;The love you gave, the grace you've shown&lt;br /&gt;Will always give me strength and be my cornerstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you found a way&lt;br /&gt;To see the best I have in me&lt;br /&gt;As long as time goes on&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you that you will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never gone, never far&lt;br /&gt;In my heart is where you are&lt;br /&gt;Always close always close, everyday&lt;br /&gt;Every step along the way&lt;br /&gt;Even though for now we've got to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I know you would be forever in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never gone (gone from me)&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing I believe&lt;br /&gt;I will see you somewhere down the road again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never gone, never far&lt;br /&gt;In my heart is where you are&lt;br /&gt;Always close , everyday&lt;br /&gt;Every step along the way&lt;br /&gt;Even though for now we've got to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I know you would be forever in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never gone, never far&lt;br /&gt;In my heart is where you are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-7034517612490212496?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/7034517612490212496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=7034517612490212496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7034517612490212496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7034517612490212496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-gone.html' title='NEVER GONE...'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiH7eXSRII/AAAAAAAAAFo/2qTO9DML5GE/s72-c/100_5280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-906412430267279048</id><published>2008-06-26T11:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:33:55.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KONVO..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMSLV_H83I/AAAAAAAAAEI/OLCWqC-s3ek/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMSLV_H83I/AAAAAAAAAEI/OLCWqC-s3ek/s320/IMG_0813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216032779514934130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I knoe its kinda late to post this one. Well it’s my blog anyway!so up to me la kn! Hahaha. So this is my collection of konvo pics..flipping thru the pics one thing I realize is I missed the chance to capture loads of precious moment that day –in fact I didn’t see many of my friends!-…what a shame..and the regression adds up when I realize that maybe afta this I will have no chance to meet my friends again.. sedeyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMPkPNC_6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/6VpOChJgdKY/s1600-h/IMG_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMPkPNC_6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/6VpOChJgdKY/s320/IMG_0793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216029908656127906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;we get the chance to meet our long lost fren, haliza krempeng..hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMQDINZsMI/AAAAAAAAADY/bGnr1rOIz78/s1600-h/IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMQDINZsMI/AAAAAAAAADY/bGnr1rOIz78/s320/IMG_0801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216030439354511554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wif mr iskandar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYOIsABI/AAAAAAAAADo/SWJcZs-R2Fs/s1600-h/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYOIsABI/AAAAAAAAADo/SWJcZs-R2Fs/s320/IMG_0803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031901234233362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;manj, me, n haz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYYSgSdI/AAAAAAAAADw/xauyZL-mA3M/s1600-h/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYYSgSdI/AAAAAAAAADw/xauyZL-mA3M/s320/IMG_0805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031903959763410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me sitting beside miss wawa in the hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYV_8rCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pk2rPmUSnas/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYV_8rCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pk2rPmUSnas/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031903345060898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the beepsys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYdo2FHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GmGKWCPQICE/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYdo2FHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GmGKWCPQICE/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031905395643506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;miss suria n me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYMZ3LoI/AAAAAAAAADg/07vd7uuJpaY/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031900769398402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMRYMZ3LoI/AAAAAAAAADg/07vd7uuJpaY/s1600-h/IMG_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;wif suria n siti pau(ko kek mano paw?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiMIgl3jcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/LAYUF9BrCIU/s1600-h/Knvo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGiMIgl3jcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/LAYUF9BrCIU/s320/Knvo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217574246124326338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;didi the beh, ibu n me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-906412430267279048?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/906412430267279048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=906412430267279048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/906412430267279048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/906412430267279048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/06/konvo.html' title='KONVO..'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SGMSLV_H83I/AAAAAAAAAEI/OLCWqC-s3ek/s72-c/IMG_0813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-7183745362664434732</id><published>2008-06-22T08:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T08:54:45.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GET SMART!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SF2hNzE9GkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iJgM54MkBB0/s1600-h/002382646015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SF2hNzE9GkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iJgM54MkBB0/s320/002382646015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214501201986263618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SF2he8G1y_I/AAAAAAAAADI/TtMp3-CzYzA/s1600-h/002505870327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SF2he8G1y_I/AAAAAAAAADI/TtMp3-CzYzA/s320/002505870327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214501496467868658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;On the 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; June 08, didi, sopa – new met fren and me went to pavilion to have a cup of coffe at starbucks – after having a very tiring day at klcc doin nothing. Bfore watcing the muvi , I went to watch The Happening - TGV klcc, which I can say a very frustration to watch a muvi like that which is acted by the gorgeous Mark Wahlberg - the main attraction of the story. I don’t want to say anything bout The Happening bcos I am very quite sure that some of u are very intrigued to watch the muvi due to the excellent trailer – those who design the trailer of Happening have done a very good lie! Ceth.it's M.Shaymalan anyway! Back to my main point here which is The Smart. I can say that the muvi is so hilarious, smart, intelligent and brilliant! Dem I love the muvi so much! The combination of Anne Hathaway and Steve Carell &lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;make the story so lively and funny! No point for me to explain evything here bcos U SHUD GO AND WATCH “&lt;b style=""&gt;GET SMART”&lt;/b&gt; by urself! It is highly recommended by me! Hehehe. Btw, the moment the story started, the whole cinema laughed continuously till the end of the story. U see what I mean here rite? Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SF2hGMHm_aI/AAAAAAAAACw/oOLdd_IDY0k/s1600-h/002380184395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SF2hGMHm_aI/AAAAAAAAACw/oOLdd_IDY0k/s320/002380184395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214501071269330338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/1231617280736467224-7183745362664434732?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/7183745362664434732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=7183745362664434732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7183745362664434732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7183745362664434732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-smart.html' title='GET SMART!'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SF2hNzE9GkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iJgM54MkBB0/s72-c/002382646015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-423635277688879145</id><published>2008-05-05T14:56:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:40:42.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110408</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;welll9! i'm back comrades! hefno time seyesly to updet ths thing.uhuh.. well just want to share one of the most memorable event i had during my absence... check it out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196794405020318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB64-kH5O_I/AAAAAAAAACg/UY1_zmF1Dfk/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                on our way toPangkor! ni dlm plane yg leh jalan atah air! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB6yEkH5O1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/2TZ-ey8MjBM/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196786811518139218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB6yEkH5O1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/2TZ-ey8MjBM/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           if u look closely the scene behind us, batu tu bntuk ikan paos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196789766455638898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB60wkH5O3I/AAAAAAAAABg/5p6Hq4286UE/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                               ni uma tumpangn tmpt kami menginap! oke tmpt tu..besh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196790354866158466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB61S0H5O4I/AAAAAAAAABo/f1WhujxhMGs/s320/IMG_0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                           bersiap untuk berperang!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196791248219356050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB62G0H5O5I/AAAAAAAAABw/vBrYQEqhqEM/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                    ikan kat tmpt snorkel tuh! gle byk!!!!!!!!! geli!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196791690600987554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB62gkH5O6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/eKpV6843MSA/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196792077148044210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB623EH5O7I/AAAAAAAAACA/EAIDtFjClVk/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                    snorkelling best amat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196792429335362498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB63LkH5O8I/AAAAAAAAACI/4vOhx7SNaKw/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                           i'll never forget this moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196792944731438034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB63pkH5O9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/YK4JXH-JtWo/s320/IMG_0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     kat pangkor laot resort! santek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196793219609344994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB635kH5O-I/AAAAAAAAACY/aYOPzETdEYY/s320/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                           nk balik dah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well got to go! tetibe student i masok pnggil soh masok kelas! c ya later! best g pangkor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-423635277688879145?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/423635277688879145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=423635277688879145&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/423635277688879145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/423635277688879145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/05/110408.html' title='110408'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SB64-kH5O_I/AAAAAAAAACg/UY1_zmF1Dfk/s72-c/IMG_0071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-4588425252116908110</id><published>2008-01-05T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:45:57.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected things might come knocking ur door..so be prepared!</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum w.b.t...it was a long time ago since i wrote my last entry.been quite bz these days.hmm..as life goes on many thngs had happened to me.especially towards the end of 2007. well i've started my nu career - bleyla ckp cmtu eventho i might not doing this permenantly- as a lecturer - poyo sey ckp kt cni..huhu- at uitm sri iskandar.i was suffering a cronic nervous breakdown the day i steepd my feet there.ye la.sy kn budak baru kat situ.uhhu..alhmdlilalh everything went well and smoohtly on my first day though some of my students called me teacher.okela tu.budak2..layan ajo..owh..btw..i made nu frens oso there which is oso renting the same house with me, they are baini n didi. didi was my classmate back to s.a. but we were only kwn hi2 bye2 kat klas. i never tot that both of them will be my fren dan kami agk attachd to each other skang ni.we live in the same house in perak,share the same office and share the same car..pendk kate mmg mane2 kt perak kitorng bertige.how life can b very unpredictable kn! for the first time we celbrated 2008 nu year toghther! another unexpected event..huhuhuh.. so far..we havent face any problem yet..we r kewl toghter i can say..recently, on the 3rd jan..sy berlari plak ke k.l,sb ade intrviu..after having a long day..i arrived safely at pau's residence at 2a.m on the 3rd jan.bgn kol 5.30 tok gi intrviu at 8.30a.m.chaotic rite!...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;so much thing had happened in a short time which make me thinks life can b very2 unpredictable.some of us r are fated to face the winding road and some of us are fated to face the simple road..anything can hapened to us..just be prepared and dun be so sure on one thing bcos we mite end up being one of the victim and get severly frustrated..if we are..redhalah dgn ketentuan Qada' dan Qadar..alaways believe that there'll be rainbow after the rain... stakat itu saja sesi motivasi hari ini..&lt;br /&gt;OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-4588425252116908110?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/4588425252116908110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=4588425252116908110&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/4588425252116908110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/4588425252116908110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2008/01/unexpected-things-might-come-knocking.html' title='unexpected things might come knocking ur door..so be prepared!'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-3561195938108695893</id><published>2007-12-08T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T14:47:17.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untuk sehari lagi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;the below poem is produced by me last wik.ingt nk post aritu tpi terlupe..the poem is dedicated to my beloved friends.. so enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;For one more day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Days come and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;still I can’t let go the thoughts of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The pouring rain ached my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;by it’s single drop on the roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The memory keeps lingering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;As I realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;How shamed it was to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Every second we had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;We used to laugh, to cry, to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;But there were times we just left things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;unspoken…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;It all has gone away…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;No more YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;No more ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;No more &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Regression of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;wasted chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;and disregard appreciations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Become the remembrance of my day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Though...I’ve learned that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The destiny has bring us together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The destiny has done us apart…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;If only I could have one more day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;OUT.&lt;br /&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/1231617280736467224-3561195938108695893?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/3561195938108695893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=3561195938108695893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/3561195938108695893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/3561195938108695893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2007/12/untuk-sehari-lagi.html' title='untuk sehari lagi...'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-1590115329443969340</id><published>2007-12-08T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T14:35:09.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kebenda tah ni! dun ask me!</title><content type='html'>suda lame tidak membuang mase di sini.log in je tros kene wat mende yg bernama "TAG" ni. thanks to u beeps!lets check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;2. List eight (8) random facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag eight people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).&lt;br /&gt;4. Let them know they’ve been tagged."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 maklumat tentang saye (byk wei 8 tu!) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. seperti yg diketahui ramai sy ni pendiam n pemalu.muahahaha.xcaye ask my fren la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sy ni ske simpan je my feelings deep inside me...hermm..ade pros and cons..tpi sy selese demikian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kalo sy marah sy diam je...tu mksudnye sy tgh marah ye kwn2..gpak was the first person who say this fact out loud! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sy ske outdoor activities..memancing..camping..futsal..bedminton (chong wei mmg a dem gud palyer!)..lawnbowl..kayaking..dll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sy alergik kpd nasi goreng cendawan..i figured it out 2years ago kot..time tu sy mkn nasi tu kat wira sejati 18..first time mmg sy ingt sy tersilap mkn ke ape..tpi bile scond time pon saye puke afta mkn bende tu..sy trus stop cite2 utk try lagi..eeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i'm left handed..so bkn salah saye kalo saye x pakar sngt wat straight line or kalo my hand writing xbape cantik..muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i've drowned 3times in my life..sume pon mase sy kecik dulu..1st time mase umo 4 5 taon kot..ikot my dad gi sg kelantan..mancing..2nd n 3rd time mase skola rendah.sume pon kat sg kelantan...alhmdulillah umo sy panjang...so semase berumo 22taon sy telah menyertai kelas renang! yayyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. finally...emmm...saye ade 12 org siblings..sy number 4, n 3 ekor kucim saiko kat uma saye.itu saje.sekian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malas la nk tag kan org..uhhu..sy nk post poem plak..okke!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-1590115329443969340?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/1590115329443969340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=1590115329443969340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/1590115329443969340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/1590115329443969340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2007/12/kebenda-tah-ni-dun-ask-me.html' title='kebenda tah ni! dun ask me!'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-4466222268669369098</id><published>2007-11-23T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:04:10.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would U do? (another wh-Question..hehhe)</title><content type='html'>frankly..i wrote this blog few days bfore..errrr..okke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was sitting on the couch - of course at my home- this particular thots jumpd out from my memory box a.k.a kotak memori which made me a feel a bit down (dgn nada berbisik..which means that the tots really hurt me deeply..uuuuu..scary...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cam nk becerite plak..it's my blog..ske ati la kn..the story begin like this..once upon a time..nahh..cliche! cani actually, i have known this particular indvd, so called a fren, for quite a few years.from not knowing anything about each other, we developed to be so closed..ye ke????..ragu2 skit..tpi biaselah..time passd by ppl change..so do us..Why do all good things come to an end.best lagu tu! u shud listen to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course many things cntributed kpd kerenggangan kami..i'm not blamin anyone for this..it's to explain this actually bcos ppl wouldnt undsrtand what has really happen actually..to make it short..canila that person above lemme name that person "A"...has tortured my feeling so much..a mite b unconcious with the action..but sumtimes A gone beyond the limit and i cant take it! see i've told ya our predicament is complicated!&lt;br /&gt;as i said earlier the things that A 've done which hurt me badly is when A start talking bad about my family! A ngumpat my family to toher person and thaht person told me.huh! A dun have the rite to do so eventho A knew me for years.A never knoe how my family is..like the saying u never know others cndition until u wear the same shoes! to talk bad on others family is a bad bad bad bad bad attitude to be practiced! xyah pon..u dun have to do that. MYOB is netter rite?&lt;br /&gt;     well what have i done with A?..hmmmphhh...i've done notin except for keeping evrytin to myself...hmmm..but in way i punished A..cey ye ye je..A is still my fren but i nver let that friendhip room in my heart for A..you got what i mean rite???yeaahhh....at firsti feel like killng A when i knew the story..but as i think deeper..no use in doing that..nothing going to change..thing has happened..i hope it happened for a reason..huhhu..btw it's A's lost and waste.not mine.hahha...self console tol..A never treasure and appreciate me as a fren kot..so y bother???no use to hold a grudge lagipon...no use...ignoring A is the best action to do! yayyyy!! yup kitorng still keep in touch but what A has done reallt taught me a lesson..to b someone more patience and more rational..i think..hahha..i'm at fault too i think..it's better to reflect everything back at me first before i blame anyone else...well it really improved my self, makes me feel better...i always ask myself..am i doing  the right thing??? hard to answer rite??? i know..well lets embrace the truth! no use living in denial!let bygone be bygone..i'll always rmmber the tragedy as a reminder!..lets make the world a better place to live! hahhhaaa..bnynye mmbebel!&lt;br /&gt;OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-4466222268669369098?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/4466222268669369098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=4466222268669369098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/4466222268669369098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/4466222268669369098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-would-u-do-another-wh.html' title='What would U do? (another wh-Question..hehhe)'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-8748438516431652964</id><published>2007-11-13T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:00:20.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these are the best days..</title><content type='html'>yep yep yep! da lime taon berlalu tnp kusedari-tipu la xsedar-...those years are part of meaningful moments in my life i have to say..sigh..i will surely miss everytihng dem much!!! sy ingt lgi the day sy g reg as a Pre-Tesl studnt kat jengka. that was once in a life time xperience being there for one "tremendous" week hahhhaaa!!! bongok tol kn kite kene bgn pgi2 kol 3 4 pastu mandi plak dlm bathroom yg tade lampu! da la sy ni takot gelap tpkse la bwk torchlite mandi skali..well the memory was sweet tho..i still rmmber pjoyBeeps pinjam hp sy sb nk call mak die time tgh gtong royong bersihkn blok sape2 ntah..iskh!! wajen nye kite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being at sekilau was another great happy moment in my life!!!!Gowd!!!bgn pgi2 pgi bekfest kt dining..ade Bob nad Heri botak..hahha..beratur tpi pagar tu memalam bli mknan..gi men boling tgk wayang kat megamall..gi piknik kat t.c..iskh..it was raining time kite balik jalan kaki rerami tuh..huk9..heeee me,liza kurus,ceda and nana ug kene pggil ngn pakguard sb wat bising tgh2 malam kat bilik ostel..they urged us to bediri kat tgh2 padang memalam tu..tpi diorng x wat pon!!! hahha!!!herm those were the days then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat s.alam pon best jgk..wpon xbest sgt..hehhe..we r more matured here..keknun nk study sgt la tu.hahha!lepak2 kat kafe..men badminton malam2 kat hostel dulu (ira yammies and pjoybeeps was our loyal supporter then..diorng tgk kat tingkap je pon..hehhe).. went to p.d was fun fun fun..emph..nk cite ape jadik sepanjang 5 taon ni mmg xabes...many ups and downs have been thru..the sweestest thing is i stayed and lived with the same group (of cos the fab 6-us-me suria gpak ceda manje n nala) thrughout these years..we've shared many ups and downs toghter..gowd!!!! da windu kat sume2 dah!!!! sob2..the song (in courtesy of iraYammies) below are dedicated to all of u guys!!! dgn ingtan tulos iklas..OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With everything I've ever done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd give it all to everyone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For one more day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another night I'm waking through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another door I walk into &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't break &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's a winding road &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's a long way home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So don't wait &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For someone to tell you it's too late &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause these are the best days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's always something tomorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I say let's make the best of tonight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here comes the rest of our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I count the steps &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The distance to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The time when it was me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; It's so far gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Another face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Another friend, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another place, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another end, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'll hang on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's a winding road &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's a long way home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; So don't wait &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For someone to tell you it's too late &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause these are the best days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; There's always something tomorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I say let's make the best of tonight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, let's make the best of tonight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here comes the rest of our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rest of our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-8748438516431652964?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/8748438516431652964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=8748438516431652964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/8748438516431652964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/8748438516431652964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2007/11/these-are-best-days.html' title='these are the best days..'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-518930558762329063</id><published>2007-11-13T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T10:46:21.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the FUSS???</title><content type='html'>i've been thinking and experiencing this kind of uneasiness for quite too long...err what am i trying to say ekceli..read further then..lemme ask u and myself of course..how do you deal with sumthing? do you take as what it is or do you ask for more? or keep comparing this with that and etc. still cant see what i mean rite? the example is as simple as this..r u a brand concious? me myself sumtimes a brand concious..but sumetimes ppl tend to be so obsessed and reject some product bcos it is a local brand..have u ever xperiencd that one?WHAT'S THE FUSS actually???well we r exposed to that kind of mindset evry milisecs i guess.so we r the product of society huh?? duhhh!!! same goes with some other aspects such as eating place, job,car,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we keep searching for standard and class - no harm in doing that bcos it's the way we improve our live and if we deserve it-but remember that sometimes we shud just go with flow, take chances and be less choosy..heheee..we're just ordinary ppl, we dont know which way to go..&lt;br /&gt;so lets enjoy the view and smell the fresh breeze..hahha!!!&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-518930558762329063?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/518930558762329063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=518930558762329063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/518930558762329063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/518930558762329063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-fuss.html' title='What&apos;s the FUSS???'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-5879156810417803782</id><published>2007-11-13T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T01:26:11.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made me think...</title><content type='html'>yo yo! heh. the story i'm about to write is a true story..hehhe..apoda.. it happened when i was having my dinner at the kedai lilin with my fren manja..we were so lapar bcos we only had our last meal 7hours ago..we sat at the table while waiting for our food. sitting beside our table were a group of youngsters; their appearance are like a normal ppl and they are nicely dressed. they didnt make any noise from thier table. at first i tot that they were having dicussion in a low voice but when i looked closely-in a far distance-i was quite stunned as they used sign language; they r mute and deaf...simultaneously, it made me think how blessed i am to be gifted with the ability to hear and to vocal out my thots compared to this group of ppl.my mind keep winding as i rewind how have i utilized these gifts. was it to be grateful..to complaint or to talk about others' bad..the scene really made me think how lucky i am to be a normal person (with no disability so far..Alhmdulillah..) ..well that is life..we'll never feel what others' feel until we are in the same shoes..give more expect less! OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-5879156810417803782?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/5879156810417803782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=5879156810417803782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5879156810417803782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/5879156810417803782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2007/11/made-me-think.html' title='Made me think...'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-7792267987528846273</id><published>2007-11-11T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:59:54.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KUANTAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/RzXwjzz8NiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jYqcP4RxtAI/s1600-h/Image164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131271848452699682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 603px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/RzXwjzz8NiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jYqcP4RxtAI/s320/Image164.jpg" width="442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/RzXw_zz8NjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NSsvoPyD56s/s1600-h/Image217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131272329489036850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="219" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/RzXw_zz8NjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NSsvoPyD56s/s320/Image217.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/RzXwVjz8NhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QSroJgNXmcE/s1600-h/Image189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131271603639563794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/RzXwVjz8NhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QSroJgNXmcE/s320/Image189.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went way back to kuantan yesterday after 4 years leaving that memorable place...i was so excited when my frens (nik, aimi, ejie n fadli) suggested going to kuantan on a sudden decision. So yesterday morning, we convoyed (two cars) there and arrived at lunch our time…after filling up our empty stomach we headed to Telok Cempedeak...Yes T.C...haihhh...the memory of having our (sekilau teslians, class of 02/03) final trip there lingers freshly in my mind when I walked along the beach…coudnt stop myself from feeling gloomy..haih..i wish I cud be with others on that particular time..well back to reality..the place hasn’t changed much. still the same which is kewl. Except for the paid car park..i had so much fun there reminiscing my long gone memory...never tot that I can visit the place bfore I leave everything..my 5 years role as a TESL studnt i mean...zillions of thx to nik, aimi, ejie n fadli for helding this wonderful trip! time to sleep i guess..OUT.&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/1231617280736467224-7792267987528846273?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/7792267987528846273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=7792267987528846273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7792267987528846273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/7792267987528846273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2007/11/kuantan.html' title='KUANTAN!'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/RzXwjzz8NiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jYqcP4RxtAI/s72-c/Image164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1231617280736467224.post-118094643501362830</id><published>2007-11-07T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:42:51.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end doesn't seems so real...</title><content type='html'>hmpph...cane nk start ni..this my first time here. i do need support and guidance to work on this (i have problem signing in just now bcos i forgot my password! erkkhhh...). expressing thots thru writing is a good actvity to be involved (having an internet connection at home is a bonus then cos u can update ur blog everyday!)..no offense for those who disagree..plus it can improved ur writing, grammar and vocab! (wow what an educational benefits this can be..i've been exposed to think educationally for 5 years..so dont blame me!)..the title doenn't seems suaitable with this writng rite..so what?! it's my blog! my stomache is singing rite now. so i better off. OUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1231617280736467224-118094643501362830?l=lydmr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/feeds/118094643501362830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1231617280736467224&amp;postID=118094643501362830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/118094643501362830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1231617280736467224/posts/default/118094643501362830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lydmr.blogspot.com/2007/11/end-doesnt-seems-so-real.html' title='the end doesn&apos;t seems so real...'/><author><name>LyD M.R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09249611480881313701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSJuBLRw6I/SlKVgaWS_bI/AAAAAAAAANE/-o9MUm3ZviY/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
