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And from his inventions also.. we, everywhere in the world know that &lt;strike&gt;the world's rarest giant tortoise can be seen in Galapagos&lt;/strike&gt; he, who is living in SAN FRANCISCO died yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We totally agreed that the technology he brought was so catalyst in our modern era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to &lt;strike&gt;replace&lt;/strike&gt; be like him? Adore his triumph in personal use of technology as well as entire industries with products such as the iPod, iPad, iPhone, Macintosh computer and the iTunes music store. The big numbers of enormous inventions reveals that he is such a hero in IT with his abilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This short writing is just to make us aware that this Apple man has done a very awesome job during his lifetime. How about us? Have we ventured into victory in our field? Let’s make hay while the sun shines and remember this, “losers let it happen, winners make it happen”. So when you are in workplace, choose between these two (2) : “go hard or go home?”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy working everyone!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I.N.K &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-4559913395647808157?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/4559913395647808157/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=4559913395647808157&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/4559913395647808157?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/4559913395647808157?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/74QcAnxKZHg/steve-jobs-his-apple.html" title="Steve Jobs &amp; His Apple" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2011/10/steve-jobs-his-apple.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIGR3cyfCp7ImA9WhdRF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-3875673943875024394</id><published>2011-08-07T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T23:05:26.994-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-07T23:05:26.994-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>The Queen of FB</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jumaat lepas aku ada menghadiri sebuah bengkel perniagaan online untuk bisnes fotografi kami - &lt;a href="http://dfchannelphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dfchannel Photography&lt;/a&gt;. Seramai 20 org wakil syarikat berdaftar yg terdiri drpd Entreprise dan SME menghadiri bengkel yg dianjurkan oleh pihak UUM-SKMM yg diadakan di Hotel Legend, KL itu.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Aku ke sana menggunakan perkhidmatan KTM komuter dr Sg. Buloh dan berhenti di stesen Putra. Aku siap2 beli tiket pergi-balik memandangkan bengkel tersebut dijadualkan akan berakhir sebelah malam, iaitu selepas waktu berbuka jam 8.30 mlm. So, disebabkan xmahu berebut dgn org awam lain yg jugak akan menggunakan tren itu nanti, aku pun ambil langkah perlu.
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&lt;br /&gt;Tren KTM arah ke Seremban sampai tepat pd waktu aku sedang beratur untuk membeli tiket. Walaupun agak terkocoh2 swipe tiket sehingga terjatuh syiling 20 sen dr genggaman, aku tetap berjaya memboloskan diri ke dalam tren itu jugak.
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&lt;br /&gt;Aktiviti bengkel itu berjalan dgn lancar. Bg aku xboring langsung sebab setiap isu dan kandungan kursus itu berjaya dilestarikan dgn ilmu dan peluang-peluang yg menarik.
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&lt;br /&gt;Bengkel ditangguhkan pd pukol 6.45 ptg. Para peserta dijemput untuk ke ruang makan hotel berkenaan bg persiapan berbuka puasa.
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&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum tu, kami sempat bergambar kenang-kenangan bersama. Dan dlm masa aku dan rakan-rakan sedang asyik berborak di meja bulat di mana sesi diskusi itu dijalankan, aku nampak salah seorang peserta, Ustaz Faizal (wakil production house nya @ Pengurus kumpulan nasyid Hijjaz) lalu berdekatan pintu kami yg sedang duduk untuk ke ruang makan hotel. Aku cuma angkat tangan tanda hormat, lg pun aku masih ‘engaged’ bercakap dgn kawan2, so xdptla nak keluarkan kata2 untuknya.
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&lt;br /&gt;Dia tiba-tiba berhenti dan menyapa aku :
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&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz Faizal : &lt;em&gt;Saya rasa macam biasa tgkla muka awak. Awak yg dlm fb tu kan? Sape Mahmud… haa, Mardiha Mahmud kan?&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Aku : &lt;em&gt;ye saya Mardiha Mahmud&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz Faizal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;em&gt;Haa… btolla, patot rasa mcm pnah tgk.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Aku dan kwn2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Senyum dan angguk2 (dlm kepala heran)
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&lt;br /&gt;Ustaz Faizal pun meneruskan perjalanannya yg rancak td…
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&lt;br /&gt;Tiada kesempatan terbaik untuk aku dan rakan2 bertanya lebih lanjut tentang hal itu kepadanya.
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&lt;br /&gt;Yg pasti...
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&lt;br /&gt;Wah, aku femes! Bagaimana dia bole kenal aku? Aku x friend pun dgn dia dlm FB. Dan aku check FB, xde mutual friend pun dia. How? How? How? Haddui… how FB has made me so glamour!! Aku Queen FB kah? Boleh percayakah?? Sampai saat menaip ini, aku masih heran mcm mana beliau boleh berkata demikian kpd ku. Di mana hubungkaitnya? Terfikir jugak aku adakah melalui Iluvislam? Tp aku cuma editor di alam maya saja. Huh!
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&lt;br /&gt;Itulah kesah misteri aku dgn ustaz selebriti tu. Actually pd mulanya aku dan kwn2 xperasan pun dia Manager kump. Nasyid Hijjaz, sehinggalah sesi ice-breaking , apabila dia memperkenalkan dirinya baru kami confirm.
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&lt;br /&gt;Sekian sahajalah gossip Ramadhan utk kali ini. Aku perlu sambung fikir, eh zikir… hehehe… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-3875673943875024394?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/3875673943875024394/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=3875673943875024394&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/3875673943875024394?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/3875673943875024394?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/w-nOrxJWb7U/queen-of-fb.html" title="The Queen of FB" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2011/08/queen-of-fb.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4EQXc4eSp7ImA9WhdRFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-5780955901315128835</id><published>2011-08-03T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T19:11:40.931-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-03T19:11:40.931-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TiPs n TriCks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Suami Isteri Perlu Tahu</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mandi junub / hadas selepas Imsak&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soalan :&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Berkenaan dgn mandi junub, di dalam bln ramadhan ini adakah kita perlu mandi junub sebelum imsak ataupun blh mandi junub selepas imsak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jawapan :&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tidak menjadi masalah mandi junub selepas imsak, malah selepas masuk waktu subuh. Ia tidak memberi sebarang kesan kepada puasa. Yang perlu dijaga ialah jangan bersetubuh selepas masuk waktu subuh kerana ia membatalkan puasa. Adapun bersetubuh sebelum masuknya subuh, ia tidak membatalkan puasa sekalipun mandi junub dilakukan selepas subuh. Saidatinia ‘Aisyah r.a. dan Ummu Salamah r.a. pernah menceritakan bahawa; “Nabi s.a.w. pernah bangun pagi dalam bulan Ramadhan dalam keadaan berjunub kerana bersetubuh dengan isterinya. Baginda mandi dan kemudiannya berpuasa tanpa mengqadhanya” (Riwayat Imam Bukhari dan Muslim). Jadi bagi orang yang bersetubuh dengan isterinya, harus melewatkan mandi junub sehingga selepas masuk waktu subuh. Begitu juga, bagi wanita yang terputus haidnya pada sebelah malamnya, tidak batal puasanya jika ia menangguh mandinya hingga selepas subuh. Namun demikian, menyegerakan mandi dalam semua keadaan ini adalah disunatkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wallahu a’lam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sumber : USTAZ AHMAD ADNAN FADZIL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/5274583705905319821-5780955901315128835?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/5780955901315128835/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=5780955901315128835&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/5780955901315128835?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/5780955901315128835?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/jefYKNJWPNw/suami-isteri-perlu-tahu.html" title="Suami Isteri Perlu Tahu" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2011/08/suami-isteri-perlu-tahu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8BRno_cSp7ImA9WhdREkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-7365731990359471459</id><published>2011-08-01T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T05:07:37.449-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-02T05:07:37.449-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TiPs n TriCks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Dugaan Manis Di Satu Ramadhan</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jumaat lepas terpalitla kereta baru aku dgn hentaman Kancil oleh seorang kakak yg xperasan brek dia xmakan. Lalu terpanah arjuna la jantung aku sehingga aku tidak bisa keluar dr kenderaan lepas dihentam dr belakang. Menangis sorang2 dlm keta sehingga kakak tu ketok tingkap keta aku, tenangkan aku dan mintak aku parking ke tepi jalan utk settle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe I have to declare this, this is the first time I encounter such event alone ... Sblm ni with hubby, so xdela panik sgt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tragedi di Balai Polis Diraja Malaysia Cwgn Trafik K***** Utara, 1 Ogos 2011 bersamaan 1 Ramadhan 1432H :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Ade plak yg nak pau duit aku..." 3rd party report patut bole beli je, disusahkan nak letter la hapela... ish dogaan... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Dan Aku Menangis Lagi - Fina&lt;/em&gt;) kat Sarjan Fendi (Bkn nama sebenar) yg menyiasat kes aku tu, sedeh &amp;amp; frust bila aku kelam kabut keluar dr ofis pukol 11.45 am lepas sepagian bertungkus-lumus dptkan khidmat nasihat dan dokumen lengkap dr Hyundai semata2 nak kejar waktu kaunter PDRM yg dicatatkan dlm kertas kecil yg diberikan utk makluman aku tu tutup pukol 12 tgh hari (Senin) for lunch tp dia xbole tolong jugak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dlm fikiran ku mmg aku plan nk settle sebelum lunch ambik report kat polis so that aku bole g Hyundai Centre after lunch utk proceed with insurance claim matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tp Sarjan tu bole buat lambat dan xnak bagi, alasannya nak itula, xbole ambikla... tros bergenang airmataku dan xbole ckp aku dgn dia SEJENAK. Ye lah, sape xsedih bila dah bersusah payah tp xbole dpt. Stress*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sementelah tu, aku bingkas bangun dr kerusi tpt duduk klien berhadapan sarjan tu dan tros kuar dr biliknya ke kaunter depan. Aku dgr lepas tu sarjan tu mintak kakak polis yg duduk kaunter dpn tu print laporan 3rd party yg aku nak tu utk dia sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the same time aku call pihak Hyundai utk memaklumkan yg aku xbole ambik 3rd party report seperti yg mereka kehendaki dan aku skrg berada di balai polis tersebut. Person in-charge nya meminta no. hp sarjan berkenaan untuk dihubungi segera. Lantas aku memberinya dan sesaat lepas tu aku mendengar hp sarjan tu berbunyi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sarjan tu tetap menekankan hal yg sama kpd org Hyundai tu. Tp at ease dia bgtau, dia mmg nak bg pun report tu kat aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish2... td ckp xbole bg, skrg bole pulak, kat depan kaunter tu besar2 tulis, " Rasuah? Xpayah!" Tapi??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hape pon xboleh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Astaghfirullahaladziim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s : Selamat menyambut Ramadhan Al-Mubaarak kepada semua :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-7365731990359471459?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/7365731990359471459/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=7365731990359471459&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/7365731990359471459?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/7365731990359471459?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/73yNY29ZNgU/dugaan-manis-di-bulan-ramadhan.html" title="Dugaan Manis Di Satu Ramadhan" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2011/08/dugaan-manis-di-bulan-ramadhan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMGQn89cCp7ImA9Wx9SGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-5529434100165667608</id><published>2010-12-07T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:27:03.168-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-09T17:27:03.168-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Dapurku Ratu Hatiku</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alamak, penuh debu and serawang la blog ni. Aik, tebuan dan platipus pun ade! Hiaha. Blog sapekah itu? Org ade blog, dia pun nak ade, tp haqham xberupdate =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tetiba teringat plak nak blogging pasal dapur baruku. The favourite room for a lady like me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah setelah sebulan makan luar, dapur aku pun siap walaupun hingga ke titisan saat ini.. kitchen hood still blom dapat lg. Cobaan2 :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alkisahnya gini, actually masa first day kontraktor tu dtg install pun dh ade problem. Salesman salah ukur lebih seinci kabinet tu, so sbb xleh nak adjust, diorg terpaksa bawak balik kilang and redo. Dalam masa 2-3 hari lepas tu diorg dtg utk pasang semula kabinet tu. Tp lepas testing, kitchen hood xfunction pulak. So bebudak ** Kitchen Cabinet ni pun bawakla balik barang tu utk di tukar baru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bersempena dpt dapur baru yg masih berkilat siap pakej aroma segala gam dan silikon ni, aku pun bersemangat waja lah nak masak. Lepas satu, satu resipi dimasak. Lepas satu, satu makanan dijamah (eei ... gumuks, hehe.). Suka utk aku nyatakan di sini, yang benar, air tangan isteri ni memang berkhasiat untuk suami sbb the bonding will grow, bkn sikit tp much much greater. I can feel it sbb sebelum dapur ni siap, sebulan tau kami makan kt luar =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So even xsampai seminggu aku fully masak to hubby, mmg aku dpt rasakan sendiri perbezaannya. Oleh sbb itu, I strongly recommend to all wives out there, masakla to ur hubby sbb u will be rewarded. Thank you Allah, this is one of Your big blessing to us!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Citer pasal keghairahan aku memasak, berlakulah satu adegan yg xdiingini semalam. Masa aku sdg prepare nak buat puding karamel. At that time aku baru je lepas panaskan loyang sekejap utk keringkan air. Lantas sbb nak cepat.. aku terus angkat loyang tu utk alihkan. (I thought xpanas sgt). Rupenye panas giler smpai melekat jari aku kejap masa nk lepaskannya after refleks. Lalu cepat2 aku alirkan jari melecur tu dgn air paip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mula2 rase panas jer, tp makin lama makin pedih. Keluar jugakla airmata aku tahan sakit. Fitri xde, dia keluar kejap time tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dlm 10 minit lepas tu Fitri pun balik. Aku cuba bertahan sendiri lg kt sinki, tp kesakitan tu makin menggigit sehingga aku terpaksa jugek bgtau Fitri. Aku ternangis kuat lepas bgtau Fitri, dia yg masih sibuk mengangkut barang yg dibeli terus pegi amek ubat gigi kt dlm bilik air dan sapukan kat jari aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aku nampak Fitri panik sbb dia picit ubat gigi tu berlebih2an, padahal jari aku mulus jer. Wakaka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, sebagai pengajarannya, berhati2 la bila kat dapur, walaupun itula tpt idaman kita org pompuan ni (auww!), namun ingatla.. di situ jugakla byk kejadian yg tak diingini bole berlaku kalau xberhati2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sebelum aku akhiri entry yg julung2 kali ditulis ni, kt bawah ni diselitkan wajah kitchy aku yg baru siap tu utk tatapan korang walaupun xdela cantik sgt. Kikiki. Warna cat latar dinding ialah kelabu dan peach (strawberry ice) - lego concept, as per my wish. I want it to look sweet and girlish (tolong muntah darah yer, ehehe...). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yg xboleh aku lupakan, lepas Fitri selesai jer cat kitchy aku ni, dia ckp, &lt;span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 180%; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Cantik dah dapur princess dier"&lt;/span&gt;. Pastu sebagai penutup, Fitri bole pulak usik aku dgn menari balad pusing2 style patung &lt;a href="http://image.made-in-china.com/2f1j00oCqQSUWKnDcb/Music-Box-TA1436-.jpg"&gt;music box&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Blushed and flushed =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5207/5242803563_94ed250cef_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="modern kitchen" border="0" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5207/5242803563_94ed250cef_o.jpg" style="height: 503px; width: 403px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Material : Acrylic for doors, granite for table top.&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/5274583705905319821-5529434100165667608?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/5529434100165667608/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=5529434100165667608&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/5529434100165667608?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/5529434100165667608?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/XiY7FkdIHoo/dapurku-ratu-hatiku.html" title="Dapurku Ratu Hatiku" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/12/dapurku-ratu-hatiku.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAGQHw-fCp7ImA9Wx5XFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-2201347870256152442</id><published>2010-09-16T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T05:38:41.254-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-16T05:38:41.254-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Pak Jang and his Farmville (Part 1)</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This so-called mystery stories were told to me and Fitri by Pak Jang on our last second day of Hari Raya while we were celebrating Eid ul-Fitr at Pak Jang's house in Kangar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like sharing the stories in my blog as the stories were quite interesting and fully based on his true experience many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pak Jang has a fruit farm at Jalan Bukit Ayer, Kangar. (Well, actually Im not quite sure about the location but it is somewhere in the forest there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Jang kickstarted his stories with his horror experience met 'Langsuir'. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Langsuir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is a woman-like flying ghost with long hair and grotesque face (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not too sure, I've never bumped into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;langsuir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; =P)].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TJIL7zY1_NI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9d7qNVV146k/s1600/Langsuir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TJIL7zY1_NI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9d7qNVV146k/s400/Langsuir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517485615516875986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GambaQ apaa lah nie ... layaan jer lah !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's twilight zone. Mak Jang was busy preparing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasik&lt;/span&gt; for dinner at Dangau. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[*A Dangau is a hut].&lt;/span&gt; While Pak Jang was sitting on a stairway of that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dangau&lt;/span&gt; facing to the outside view of the farm. Only two of them staying overnight at the dark, gloomy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dangau&lt;/span&gt; in the forest. Suddenly Pak Jang heard a sound of a creepy cry of that creature. From far away, he saw flashes of  lights through the big trees flew closer and closer to him when he tried to make fun of the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TJIMsf2HWOI/AAAAAAAAAmM/cqHCHubjftc/s1600/hut2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TJIMsf2HWOI/AAAAAAAAAmM/cqHCHubjftc/s400/hut2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517486452084529378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A hut, which is not pizza hut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naseb baik Mak Jang xpeduli bunyi-bunyian tu, dia sibuk makan nasik kat dalam dangau.  Lapar, setelah seharian membersihkan dusun.&lt;/span&gt; She only asked Pak Jang, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apa tu?&lt;/span&gt;". But instead of bothering Mak Jang's question, Pak Jang was rushing of finding ways on how to expel the ghost away as the creature was seriously very close to their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dangau&lt;/span&gt; at that moment. Pak Jang stressed =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wasting any seconds, Pak Jang grabbed his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mercun&lt;/span&gt;, burn it and threw it to that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;langsuir&lt;/span&gt;. But the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mercun&lt;/span&gt; boomed before it touched the deadliest banshee. Luckily, maybe because of the bomb sound, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;langsuir&lt;/span&gt; gone ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haish, naik bulu roma aku. Bersambung lagi nanti&lt;/span&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/5274583705905319821-2201347870256152442?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/2201347870256152442/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=2201347870256152442&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2201347870256152442?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2201347870256152442?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/oFcaiFTgsFw/pak-jang-and-his-farmville-part-1.html" title="Pak Jang and his Farmville (Part 1)" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TJIL7zY1_NI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9d7qNVV146k/s72-c/Langsuir.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/09/pak-jang-and-his-farmville-part-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIMQXkzeSp7ImA9Wx5QF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-1840740834404099353</id><published>2010-09-02T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:13:00.781-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-05T23:13:00.781-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Syarat Tunai Zakat Fitrah</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Adakah anda sudah menunaikan zakat fitrah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalil ia wajib bg org yg hidup adalah hadis yg diriwayatkan oleh Ibnu Umar : Rasulullah SAW telah mewajibkan zakat fitrah kepada hamba atau org merdeka, laki-laki atau perempuan, anak kecil ataupun dewasa daripada kaum muslimin. (&lt;em&gt;Riwayat Bukhari&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalil penentuan masa pula : “Rasulullah SAW  telah memerintahkan untuk mengeluarkan zakat fitrah sebelum org2 keluar melaksanakan solat Aidilfitri.” (&lt;em&gt;Hukum Zakat, hal 959&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daripada dalil di atas, dapat difahami bahawa zakat fitrah itu adalah untuk orang yg hidup dan hidupnya sehinggalah masuk ke dalam bulan Syawal. Jika si anak itu lahir, namun meninggal dunia sebelum masuk Syawal, maka tiadalah wajib ke atasnya fitrah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi anak yg dilahirkan tepat masuknya waktu Maghrib, itu bermakna dia hanya dapat hidup pada bulan Syawal. Sedangkan syarat bg seseorang Islam itu untuk mengeluarkan zakat fitrah adalah dia mestilah hidup pada Ramadhan, sebagaimana Ibnu Umar menyatakan : Rasulullah SAW mewajibkan zakat fitrah kepada manusia pada bulan Ramadhan. (&lt;em&gt;Muttafaqun ‘Alaih&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana anak tersebut lahir setelah habis Ramadhan, maka tiadalah wajib zakat fitrah terhadapnya. (&lt;em&gt;Hukum Zakat, hal 930&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentang janin, ulama fikah berbeza pandangan. Ada yg menyatakan janin itu tidak wajib zakat fitrah ke atasnya dan ada pula yg mewajibkannya. Namun menurut Ibnu al-Munzir, jumhur ulama tidak mewajibkannya dan pendapat ini disokong oleh Ibnu Qudamah (&lt;em&gt;Fikh Ensaiklopedia Wanita, hal. 182&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi kes kematian pada hari terakhir Ramadhan (kemalangan, sakit dan sebagainya), katakanlah sejurus sebelum masuk waktu Maghrib, maka org itu hanya dapat hidup pada Ramadhan dan tidak pada Syawal. Maka pastilah tidak wajib zakat fitrah ke atas dirinya (&lt;em&gt;Fiqh Manhaji as-Syafie, hal 354&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya, zakat fitrah hanya diwajibkan kepada org yg dapat menghirup udara atau hidup pada dua bulan yakni Ramadhan dan Syawal walaupun hanya seketika cuma.&lt;br /&gt;&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/5274583705905319821-1840740834404099353?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/1840740834404099353/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=1840740834404099353&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1840740834404099353?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1840740834404099353?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/vIbNbhymMrQ/syarat-tunai-zakat-fitrah.html" title="Syarat Tunai Zakat Fitrah" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/09/syarat-tunai-zakat-fitrah.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0INSHk8eyp7ImA9Wx5QFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-1090601073374316302</id><published>2010-09-02T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:06:39.773-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-02T19:06:39.773-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Baju Raya Aku Dan Aqasha</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TH-PCRKdhPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/lt439GHclsU/s1600/28946_396903214159_180998239159_4272095_157677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512281738054567154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TH-PCRKdhPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/lt439GHclsU/s320/28946_396903214159_180998239159_4272095_157677_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yay, baju raya aku dah siap. Rasanye baru second time baju raya yg aku tempah siap sebelum raya. Tahniah pada aku sbb tahun ni shopping kain awal! Ngee ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kali ni aku tempah baju raya kat Butik Chantek. Alaaa butik Melayu kat Seksyen 7 Shah Alam tu. Kedai jahit belakang Jakel tu agak mencekik darah jugakla bagi golongan bukan boss macam aku nih. Tp sbb desperate, aku pegi jugak =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yer lah, dah xde masa nak cari tailor, main hentam jerlah masuk butik yg nampak depan mata lepas beli kain. Butik tu pandai pulak bentang kain rentang iklan sebesar cermin 2 tingkat bangunan sampai terpancing sorang anak ikan ni. Haish … panjat tangga 3 tingkat pun xper sebab nak tempah baju raya punya pasal. (Hamboii, terserlah keterdesakannya kan?) Hohoho … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yg aku bunga sgt actually bukan pasal harga dia … even harganya memang agak membazir duit aku jugakla sbb boleh saving more kalo hantar kat Cik Kiah Tukang Jahit. Tp customer service sorang ni yg aku pertikaikan. Not to prolong the story, so I just conclude this : Dia punya owner ‘kot’ (penulis resit) tu agak xberbahasa. Ade ke dia boleh ckp “terpulanglah” pastu terus lari masuk bilik jahitan xkeluar2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Memang xsesuai! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku boleh tahan lagi even kaki Cinderella aku tersauk jarum kat carpet butik tu, tp kalo mulot gagal, mmg aku hangin. Btol ckp Kak Ros, “A Hungry Woman is An Angry Woman.” Huhu~ Sesungguhnya aku berpuasa, so aku xdela g cari dia sampai dalam bilik Mesin Jahit Singer tu … Sabar byk2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My green apple songket organza kebaya was cost RM200 tailoring with full lining at Butik Chantek. And I was advised to not go to this boutique again after this sbb ni butik pengantin. Melainkan kalo nak tempah pelamin sekali lg!!! =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas jantungku mengah menuruni 3 tingkat tangga, pandanganku tetiba terjejak pada sorang jejaka tampan (tampan ker?) berjalan berpegangan tangan bersama tunangnya … baru keluar dr sebuah restoran seawal pukol 3.30 ptg. (Aik, tak puasa ker?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayoyo, selebriti lah. Penyakit demam Fuhh aku pun melanda. Ni la tabiat aku nak release tension - kacau org. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Eh Aqasha lah, hi Aqasha! I nak bergambar dgn you boleh? Pastu aku buat2 pandang tempat lain. Aku nampak dia dah malu2 kucing, then aku usik lagi, “Aqasha, I peminat you ni, nak bergambar dgn you la!” Dgn muker selamba, aku sapa lg … hihik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dia yg td hanya blushing terus jalan laju2 masuk dlm kereta Mercedez tunang dia WRS6006. Oops, sori beb, otak aku sgt mudah hafal no. plat keta org. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Terhibur jua hati patik dpt kaco si pemalu mcm ni. Bye bye Kashah (Budak Setan, auww!!), aku xminat ko pun, tp Mazidah suke kasut tumit tinggi tunang ko yg merah gaang tu. Gong Xi Fatt Choy oops Selamat hari raya, maaf zahir dan batin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/5274583705905319821-1090601073374316302?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/1090601073374316302/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=1090601073374316302&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1090601073374316302?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1090601073374316302?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/YbOd5JsJJBM/baju-raya-aku-dan-aqasha.html" title="Baju Raya Aku Dan Aqasha" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TH-PCRKdhPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/lt439GHclsU/s72-c/28946_396903214159_180998239159_4272095_157677_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/09/baju-raya-aku-dan-aqasha.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYDQ3g_fip7ImA9Wx5TEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-2425336867399405041</id><published>2010-07-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:22:52.646-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-25T21:22:52.646-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Psycho FB</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This morning when I opened up my FB as usual, I found a few new comments at my postings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more than five &lt;em&gt;mengarot punya&lt;/em&gt; comments were made as early as at 4.00 o'clock in the morning. &lt;em&gt;Ayam jantan pun baru standby nak berkokok hokay&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, I'm popular, I'm popular! Wek~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the strange thing is that I don't know who is 'him' ... (&lt;em&gt;Drpd aku amek tau sape dier, baek aku g kejar mat2 Indon yg wat reno umah aku, dh sebulan lebih xsiap2 lg, asyik melalak jer kejenye ... lembab siot!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could fire 'him' but Im afraid of 'his' profile pic and nick name in FB. It shows that 'he' is a &lt;em&gt;Tok&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bomoh&lt;/em&gt; extreme. =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profile pic gambar &lt;em&gt;cokmar dan parang bagai&lt;/em&gt; ... &lt;em&gt;nama dia&lt;/em&gt; got "Tiger" &lt;em&gt;pulak&lt;/em&gt; at the back ... 'He' got one video, &lt;em&gt;separuh&lt;/em&gt; seekerz, &lt;em&gt;separuh lg edisi siasat&lt;/em&gt; ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demmm ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-2425336867399405041?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/2425336867399405041/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=2425336867399405041&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2425336867399405041?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2425336867399405041?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/3aSDZHiIeyI/psycho-fb.html" title="Psycho FB" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/07/psycho-fb.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcHRXw5fCp7ImA9WxFaEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-8809686766064389336</id><published>2010-07-14T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:07:14.224-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-15T19:07:14.224-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Waka Waka Car</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TD3V7BAHibI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Avnqrg21E0w/s1600/30334_395809473897_376495018897_3923132_6820092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493782330319800754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TD3V7BAHibI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Avnqrg21E0w/s400/30334_395809473897_376495018897_3923132_6820092_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abaikan model2 xlawa tuh =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This spontaneous but very materialistic in touched topic is very critical now in my medula oblongata. Waka waka car. Haha. It's got nothing to do with World Cup ok, eventhough Paul has resigned =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yup, Im planning to buy a new car, which will be our second car. Should it be bigger than ours now? Or should it be a compact one? Or should it be a brand new or a used one? Which one is the most worth it? &lt;em&gt;Asalkan bukan volkwagen kuning&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;sudahlaa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont find any of the choices is worth it as you are buying a confirm depreciation of assets with a complimentary of debts package when you will taking a loan! What a miserable life when you have to spend more than 20% of your money just to pay for a car loan ... I dont think such is a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I have booked for a Ford Fiesta. A car worth more than 75K. Huh, such a waste of money but you will get a fresh sporty image, ladies! Yes, you are buying a smart image for yourself. How wonderful to have such a wow image ... ooohhh ... I like that. Tic tac song on aired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I think losing thousands of RM just because you want to own a great look does not shows you are smart enough. (Sorry ya, this statement only falls for a non-boss income group of people like me, cause I know that my boss can afford to buy a very well stylo of image for him! =P). And he ever advise me to own more investment assets rather than a big car. Well, property to property line pillow talk only, k. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why don't go for a company's car? The one which company will bear all the interests ... but you have very limited option dude: i10 or getz? Uhhh ... what a no taste at all dream car of the year! But a much save in RM yall. Significant rite? Yay, I luv that too ... I like savings! Am I?? No, I dont like that &lt;em&gt;Tabung Unta&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jessmine shared that Hyundai cars drink a lot of petrol compared to others, why don't you buy a second car of Honda instead? Another option comes into my mind ... you can save money on petrol ma. Am I over straightforward than Mr. Bean - gulp what people says ... do not think about the spare parts at all? Oh, no ... So, which one should I shop then? After all, I need to have one to make me mobile. I want a rare, sporty species but specially not pricey one. Myvi Pink Limited Edition please go away. The too Jambu in looks will make me *gediks ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway peeps, Im on the way to put up a proposal for it and see what's on track. Four things to consider before you buy a car - safety, reliability, styling, and, of course the price. And not to forget, the number plate - hehe. KL plate now begins with WUA, WUB, WUC ... uwwaaa ... very bad in sound, don't ya? I think next year registration plate will be more exotic to own, WAAA, WAAB - Four alphabets in a row?? Haha. Till then, c ya ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-8809686766064389336?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/8809686766064389336/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=8809686766064389336&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/8809686766064389336?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/8809686766064389336?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/YM7VnwgfdFs/waka-waka-car.html" title="Waka Waka Car" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/TD3V7BAHibI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Avnqrg21E0w/s72-c/30334_395809473897_376495018897_3923132_6820092_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/07/waka-waka-car.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQAQ3c_fyp7ImA9WxFSFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-6710248311362457061</id><published>2010-04-15T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:52:22.947-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-16T00:52:22.947-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MaKaN TiMe" /><title>The Unforgetabble Birthday</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8gHN13YylI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gANN-O7XNaI/s1600/bunga+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460622482565810770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8gHN13YylI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gANN-O7XNaI/s400/bunga+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Birthday flowers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah, umur aku dh mencapai 28thn tahun ni. Dan aku baru jer lepas menyambut sambutan hari kelahiran aku 2 hari yg lalu. Hari yg paling bersejarah dlm diari hidup aku. Hari yg paling bahagia. (Senyum sampai ke telinge ..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Birthday aku kali ni jatuh pada hari Rabu, so aku keje seperti biase. Xde plan pun nak cuti sbb keje belambak perlu aku siapkan. All urgent pulak tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Without my knowing actually my officemates plan buat majlis harijadi. Dlm pukul 11 pagi mcm tu, Mazidah sms aku, dia kuar jap, teman Jess g beli brg. Aku noted jer lah ... Tak pikir pape pun sbb aku masih bergelumang dengan keja menimbun atas meja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi diorg kantoi bila time nak simpan kek Chocolate Indulgence from Secret Recipe tu kat dlm fridge kt pantry, aku pulak ternampak ... hehe =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Takpelah, aku just senyum2 sambil sambung blk wat keje. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tengah hari sket Kak Ros pulak sampai bawak hidangan lain termasuklah bihun dan roti jala ... Perrgh ... wangi bau makanan tu bila dlm air-cond, sampai my boss, Brandon dah xboleh buat keje ... cepat2 dia suruh secretary big boss tu telefon our Township Head balik sbb occassion should start at 12.00pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp delay sejam gak la sbb our Head of Township ade meeting kat Pavilion, Bukit Jelutong. Selain tetamu VIP our Head of Township, Kak Ros ade jugak invite beberapa lagi Asst. Vice Presiden projek office Bukit Raja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan majlis pun bermula lebih kurang pukul 1 pm. Actually sambutan hari jadi yg disambut di Sales Gallery ni diadakan utk menyambut harijadi 3 org staff BBR yg jatuh pd 10, 11 &amp;amp; aku ... 14 April. Disebabkan 10 &amp;amp; 11 April falls on weekend, aku amat berbesar hati lah sebab sambutan dipilih untuk diadakan pada harijadi aku, 14/4/2010. (hari lucky sedunia...kikiki)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Majlis dimulakan dgn ucapan ringkas serba tak formal oleh En. Zul (Head @ VP). Lepas tu dia mintak kami (birthday person) sorang2 bg ucapan sebelum start makan. Huhu ... lepas ucapan simple, diorg nyanyi ramai2 utk kami bertiga (Mazidah, George &amp;amp; aku). Haish, malu la plak kena nyanyi camtu ... hihi. Neway tQ for u all. Korang memang best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas makan2 aku terus g solat Zohor, sebab nk sambung blk wat keje yg super urgent supaya aku dpt cuti Jumaat ni sampai Isnin next week utk ke Cameron Highlands (Complimentary birthday treat from my hubby ♥).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas Zohor, aku terus duduk kat meja aku sambung keje. Tiba2 Kak Lily panggil aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Diha, ade org nak jumpe."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku pun dgn blur2 keluar la ... Dlm fikiran, tertanya2 jugakla sape nak jmpe ... sbb I am quite new here, plus I rase xde urusan dgn sesape sampai org tu kena datang dan jmpe aku, dan aku fikir jugak, "biar btol Kak Lily ni" ... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sampai je kat arena galeri, aku cari who's waiting for me. Kak Lily tunjukkan aku org tu. Skali pandang, mcm hero citer Cina, dua kali pandang memang xknal. Aku xnampak dia holding pape lg ... Lepas 2 kali sengih and aku masih lg xsengih back sebab blur2, baru dia toleh sepenuhnya dengan sejambak roses pink and white dr Maple Flower Bouquet kt tangan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku tersenyumla sambil tengok kt Kak Lily. Bila delivery man tu menghampiri dan hulur je bouquet tu kat aku dan di saat aku sambut je bunga tu dengan senyuman, sume SC tepuk tangan. Saat inilah yg paling aku xdapat lupekan. Sebab aku cuma nampak Kak Lily, Kak Raja dan Eunice sebelah kanan aku jer yg menyaksikan situasi aku tu dan bg tepukan, rupenya Jess, Mazidah dan George yg berada sebelah kiri (agak jauh sket) pun turut serta menyaksikan dan bg tepukan hoo yeh, hoo yeh ... =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OMG cantik sangat jambak bunga tu. Yall buat my birthday the best ever. Pasti xdapat aku lupekan buat selamanya. tQ2 very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Di kesempatan ini, aku nak rakamkan ucapan terima kaseh xterhingga buat sume yg telah menjayakan majlis hari lahir aku especially my boss, the main sponsor MAN for this birthday bash, Mr. Brandon for ur kindness. Tak lupe juga buat Kak Ros yg bersusah payah menyiapkan juadah. SC sekalian yg membuatkan idup aku lebih ceria dan rasa dihargai. Special thanks also to Head of Township, En Zul kerana sudi memeriahkan majlis. To Kamil too, tQ dtg mkn, hehe. And last but not least, to Kamil's boss, Asst. Vice President I, En. Bakar for the cute mug. Thanks alot ya!! U all mmg rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Note : For my beloved hubby, tQ for the gold bracelet. LOVE IT SHOO MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-6710248311362457061?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/6710248311362457061/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=6710248311362457061&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/6710248311362457061?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/6710248311362457061?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/rf7fvWazEV8/unforgetabble-birthday.html" title="The Unforgetabble Birthday" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8gHN13YylI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gANN-O7XNaI/s72-c/bunga+2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/04/unforgetabble-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4NQnc_cSp7ImA9WxFTGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-2768408970992991981</id><published>2010-04-11T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T04:56:33.949-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-11T04:56:33.949-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Bangkok Taste Damansara Perdana</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8Gu5VJxx7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9d_rTVTXNLY/s1600/100411_135720-satu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458836523303684018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8Gu5VJxx7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9d_rTVTXNLY/s320/100411_135720-satu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Halal Restaurant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We ♥ Sunday. Sunday is like a day when we will go having some beautiful life outside our "bed paradise" to a place where we call "food paradise". Yes, the day when Im away from my kitty kitchen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Unlike any other Malay Snow White =P, actually I love cooking (from the bottom of my heart, huhu). Lately I pretty enjoy cooking on weekdays for my Fitri. Just a simple dinner for my loved one - A dish of sambal udang, bendi goreng, chicken paprik, kailan masak sos tiram or ikan 3 rasa! As simple as that! His compliment actually motivates me to cook everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As today we call it a couple retreat day, Fitri brings me out for a lunch date! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had a fancy lunch at a real taste of Thai food place namely Bangkok Taste Restaurant at Damansara Perdana. We recommend this place to all Thai food-lovers out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The speciality of this restaurant is - it places high importance on healthy foods. Therefore they don't use "Ajinomoto" or any other MSG (Mono Sodium Glutamate) products in cooking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These are the menu that we eat. Yummy!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I took,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458836516949109026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8Gu49euqSI/AAAAAAAAAlA/3v6NFSG94U0/s320/100411_140137-dua.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Green tea for my diet ... (RM2.00)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458836505149555810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8Gu4RhfxGI/AAAAAAAAAk4/t2LsRWHlo-w/s320/100411_141239-tiga.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Nasik Goreng USA for my undiet menu ... =P (RM9.50)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I accidentally picked this menu after my 1st choice, Nasik Goreng Ketam was not available. To me, it's just a so - so meal in taste because it's not spicy at all &lt;em&gt;(and Fitri commented it's not Bangkok Taste at all =P)&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Fitri chose,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458836500555156978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8Gu4AaGzfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/uxRr3fCRfno/s320/100411_140202-empat.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cat's tears for his beverage&lt;/em&gt; ... =P (RM2.70)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458836488731093522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8Gu3UXB6hI/AAAAAAAAAko/l3EYhwjxPlE/s320/100411_140944-lima.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Plus Nasik Goreng Berempah Thai ... (RM6.00)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one I like ... end up changing meals with Fitri =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-2768408970992991981?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/2768408970992991981/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=2768408970992991981&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2768408970992991981?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2768408970992991981?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/ittwPbMzlVU/bangkok-taste-damansara-perdana.html" title="Bangkok Taste Damansara Perdana" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S8Gu5VJxx7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9d_rTVTXNLY/s72-c/100411_135720-satu.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/04/bangkok-taste-damansara-perdana.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAMQHo5eyp7ImA9WxFTGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-8327128775650282081</id><published>2010-04-10T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:06:21.423-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-10T01:06:21.423-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TaRbiYaH DzAtiYaH" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Kerana Cinta ...</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dikisahkan dalam sebuah kitab karangan Imam Al-Ghazali bahawa pada suatu hari Nabi Isa a.s berjalan di hadapan seorang pemuda yang sedang menyiram air dikebun. Bila pemuda yang sedang menyiram air itu melihat Nabi Isa a.s berada di hadapannya maka dia pun berkata, "Wahai Nabi Isa a.s, kamu mintalah dari Tuhanmu agar Dia memberi kepadaku seberat semut Jarrah cintaku kepada-Nya." Berkata Nabi Isa a.s, "Wahai saudaraku, kamu tidak akan terdaya untuk seberat Jarrah itu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berkata pemuda itu lagi, "Wahai Isa a.s, kalau aku tidak terdaya untuk satu Jarrah, maka kamu mintalah untukku setengah berat Jarrah." Oleh kerana keinginan pemuda itu untuk mendapatkan kecintaannya kepada Allah, maka Nabi Isa a.s pun berdoa, "Ya Tuhanku, berikanlah dia setengah berat Jarrah cintanya kepada-Mu." Setelah Nabi Isa a.s berdoa maka beliau pun berlalu dari situ. Selang beberapa lama Nabi Isa a.s datang lagi ke tempat pemuda yang memintanya berdoa, tetapi Nabi Isa a.s tidak dapat berjumpa dengan pemuda itu. Maka Nabi Isa a.s pun bertanya kepada orang yang lalu-lalang di tempat tersebut, dan berkata kepada salah seorang yang berada di situ bahawa pemuda itu telah gila dan kini berada di atas gunung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah Nabi Isa a.s mendengat penjelasan orang-orang itu maka beliau pun berdoa kepada Allah S.W.T, "Wahai Tuhanku, tunjukkanlah kepadaku tentang pemuda itu." Selesai sahaja Nabi Isa a.s berdoa maka beliau pun dapat melihat pemuda itu yang berada di antara gunung- ganang dan sedang duduk di atas sebuah batu besar, matanya memandang ke langit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabi Isa a.s pun menghampiri pemuda itu dengan memberi salam, tetapi pemuda itu tidak menjawab salam Nabi Isa a.s, lalu Nabi Isa berkata, "Aku ini Isa a.s."Kemudian Allah S.W.T menurunkan wahyu yang berbunyi, "Wahai Isa, bagaimana dia dapat mendengar perbicaraan manusia, sebab dalam hatinya itu terdapat kadar setengah berat Jarrah cintanya kepada-Ku. Demi Keagungan dan Keluhuran-Ku, kalau engkau memotongnya dengan gergaji sekalipun tentu dia tidak mengetahuinya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengajaran &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barangsiapa yang mengakui tiga perkara tetapi tidak menyucikan diri dari tiga perkara yang lain maka dia adalah orang yang tertipu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Orang yang mengaku kemanisan berzikir kepada Allah, tetapi dia mencintai dunia.&lt;br /&gt;2. Orang yang mengaku cinta ikhlas di dalam beramal, tetapi dia ingin mendapat sanjungan dari manusia.&lt;br /&gt;3. Orang yang mengaku cinta kepada Tuhan yang menciptakannya, tetapi tidak berani merendahkan dirinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah S.A.W telah bersabda, "Akan datang waktunya umatku akan mencintai lima dan lupa kepada yang lima :&lt;br /&gt;1. Mereka cinta kepada dunia. Tetapi mereka lupa kepada akhirat.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mereka cinta kepada harta benda. Tetapi mereka lupa kepada hisab.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mereka cinta kepada makhluk. Tetapi mereka lupa kepada al- Khaliq.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mereka cinta kepada dosa. Tetapi mereka lupa untuk bertaubat.&lt;br /&gt;5. Mereka cinta kepada gedung-gedung mewah. Tetapi mereka lupa kepada kubur."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wallahua'lam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumber : http://harmoni-my.org/arkib/kisahnabi/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-8327128775650282081?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/8327128775650282081/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=8327128775650282081&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/8327128775650282081?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/8327128775650282081?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/oxkRM6ZlbCQ/kerana-cinta.html" title="Kerana Cinta ..." /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/04/kerana-cinta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8NRHs5fip7ImA9WxBaEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-2297580523485446523</id><published>2010-03-22T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T07:08:15.526-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-22T07:08:15.526-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Makhluk Hitam Mendengus</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kisah ini aku blogkan hanyalah semata2 untuk pengajaran dan untuk meluahkan rasa geram aku pada sesiapa yg berkenaan. &lt;--statement nk slow kan tujuan bergosip yg meluap2. &lt;em&gt;Lallala ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sape perasan, Melodi dh slow banyak last week?? Rasanya laman facebook "All entertainment reporters in Malaysia are sucks" tu banyak membantu nih. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kisah ini diceritakan semula oleh Kak S kepada aku tgh hari td ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cerita benar ini berlaku ari Jumaat lepas ... tragedi bermula ketika Kak S (akak cleaner) kat opis aku sedang khusyuk mengemop lantai di kaki lima sekitar chumba and wamba opis aku. Godek ke kiri godek ke kanan dia mop sambil menyanyi lagu Nicholas Saputra (uhuhu ... apakah?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tiba2, tubuhnya dirasakan sudah menghampiri maut, makhluk yg menyapanya dr belakang difikirkan seorang pembunuh yg sedang meletakkan pisau di belakangnya. Makhluk itu mendegus xhenti2 sambil cuba memanjat2 bahagian belakang tubuhnya. Apabila ditoleh, Kak S sangat terperanjat, rupa-rupanya ia adalah seekor anjing itam yg agak besar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bayangkanlah seekor anjing cuba nak panjat badan kita! Aku xdapat bayangkan mcm mana perasaan Kak S ketika itu, keseorangan mempertahankan diri. Dia taknak menjerit kerana takut org opis xsenang katanya. Apa yg dia cuba buat hanyalah memukul2 anjing itu dengan batang mop beberapa kali. Kesian Kak S, dalam keadaan panik mcm tu pun still boleh pikir ketaksenangan ati orang lain yg sedia tenang kt dalam sana ... Kalo aku la, dh lama aku menjerit, or silap2 aku dh pengsan kat situ. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tp lagi ngeri kalo aku pengsan, habesla tubuh aku dijilat2 oleh binatang tu. Eei ... Nasib baiklah lepas beberapa kali kakak tu pukul, anjing tu pergi jauh la sket, sempatla kakak tu langkah seribu masuk ke dalam opis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kesian Kak S, muka dia pucat lesi, badannya terketar2, jantungnya seperti dh terkeluar gara2 anjing org yg xbertanggungjawab tuh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Marahnya aku sebab anjing tu xsepatutnya dibiarkan berkeliaran di kawasan ni. Angkara siapa? Manusia yg nak untung cepat. Sebab tu diorg tak amik manusia sebagai Pak Guard, tp gantikan dengan seekor anjing pulak! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bukan pnah menyalak pun anjing tu, baru berapa bulan ja ... yg dia tau nak ajak org main dan bermanja jer. Pada hal manusia kat sini punyalah seram dgn dia. Menyusahkan kami je, nak bergerak ke sekitar pun rasa dah kurang suci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni, dengar citer, black baby monster tu dh hilang. Hah, padan muka!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459259328693458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S6d5UDPNBNI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OLM_uB4DKNI/s200/dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The MOST WANTED Dog .. Don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-2297580523485446523?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/2297580523485446523/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=2297580523485446523&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2297580523485446523?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2297580523485446523?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/PSd9EAwGrnw/makhluk-hitam-mendengus.html" title="Makhluk Hitam Mendengus" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S6d5UDPNBNI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OLM_uB4DKNI/s72-c/dog.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/03/makhluk-hitam-mendengus.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEDR348cCp7ImA9WxBaEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-1687681225770499042</id><published>2010-03-19T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:14:36.078-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-19T18:14:36.078-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Girl's Thing Affected Blog Topic</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S6OMw7rs4nI/AAAAAAAAAiw/3TfAEUceSXQ/s1600-h/TUDUNG_PELANGI_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450354746331030130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S6OMw7rs4nI/AAAAAAAAAiw/3TfAEUceSXQ/s400/TUDUNG_PELANGI_005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The three colourful Na-O-Mei s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dont know how to define this entry but it's actually a global discussion topic with relationship to desperate housewives and Francisca Peter, but pls bear in mind, this topic doesn't has any relationship to that TV3 comedy slot which equals to Senario ... but in fact it is a real 'scenario' in girl's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sumtimes, it is pretty hard to talk about some topics during this mood disorder period but it can be nutting when the same topic is on-air during that normal time. Nobody knows actually what I felt when somebody asked : do u have children? or Kenapa u xde baby lagi?? Adoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I answer that for u when I am actually in need of help?? I pretty cannot help myself with this kinda question ... even during my 'holy period'. U are not me. And I know, u don't like berok Bang Bang Boom to come rite? So just mind ur own bisnes enough la ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Who knows how much heavy goods I ever carried during my after graduation time to pursue life in city? Who knows how much pain I went through during this period? Do u ever ask about that? Ya, u don't even know. And ya, u don't even wanted to know. So pls go away with that Q!~tQ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if it's a bit harsh for u but actually u deserved it. This is what we call beyond my control and it's because u asked for it. It kicks u to sit back and think. &lt;em&gt;Sapa xnak baby kan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, every month is an emotional rollercoaster when I always end up feeling depressed and guilty over the way I've treated people during this monthly combo. That's my monthly routine. And it's become my monthly frustrating slot after I got married. So beware of ur mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Huh, so bad hah ... I'll ignore my bad mood and pain during my work time. That's professional enough ok (&lt;em&gt;lallala&lt;/em&gt;). But to tell u the truth, I can't finish off my paper work when it attacks. This is one of my reason on why I need to catch up work on Saturday. &lt;em&gt;So esok aku nak g opis siapkan keje.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By all means, I am happy to be a girl. Remember this sweet words - Emotions are the color of ur soul - they are spectacular and incredible. When you don’t feel, the world becomes dull and colorless. Painful and bad emotions are also the variety colors to ur life and they come with the good ones to beautify ur colourful life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's the secret of why I am still here smiling to u. The words are more powerful than panadol from that Guardian Pharmacy! It kisses u to smile =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/s : Rasa nak menangis bila dengar lagu frust Dua Jiwa Satu Hati Kump Legacy, rasa nak marah bila tengok pinggan xbasuh kat sinki, rasa nak shuffle bila terpijak lipas di kaki =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-1687681225770499042?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/1687681225770499042/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=1687681225770499042&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1687681225770499042?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1687681225770499042?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/PnIPpbAc5Mo/girls-thing-affected-blog-topic.html" title="Girl's Thing Affected Blog Topic" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S6OMw7rs4nI/AAAAAAAAAiw/3TfAEUceSXQ/s72-c/TUDUNG_PELANGI_005.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/03/girls-thing-affected-blog-topic.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFSHw4fip7ImA9WxBUGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-6719855741764668608</id><published>2010-03-05T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T02:33:39.236-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-06T02:33:39.236-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Celoteh Pagi Dari Temerloh</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Di kala blog ini ditulis, aku sdg berilax2 di sebuah hotel at Temerloh, sambil menonton Apa Kata Wanita (AKW) ... tp apa yg aku nk highlight skang ni sebenarnya adalah ... aku sgt heran bila tgk nape suar yg isteri Shidee pakai (dlm AKW) tu besar semacam jer ... dia pakai suar Shidee ker?Uhuhu ... Apakah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually sbb utama aku ke sini ialah nk fly away from hustle n bustle in the city especially office. Pening paler dgn keje yg xpnah abes ... as I'm the one n only person handling my task. Hmm ... bila lah nk dapat registered assistant nie ;) Secondly, sbb aku ikot my Fitri wat wedding photography kat sini ... so kita &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ENJOY!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalo nak ckp soal keje, sume org pun ade beribu kesah nak jual ... Silap2 boleh jd penglipurlara kisah 1001 mlm citer pasal kerja jer. So tak heranla mcm mana boleh tercipta lagu La La La Kerjalah by Meet Uncle Hussien. Ntah paper je lagu tuh kan?? Youngster bolela minat lagu jerit2 mcm tu. Kalo Sinar.fm lah psg lagu tuh ... mintak maapla, muntah, songsang yg amat! Hahaha, ape aku merepek ni??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While waiting for hubby balek shooting, aku stil dgn keje opis aku, siapkan mana yg sesuwei sambil surfing internet. Kalo ikot jadual, dh xlama nk dpt kunci umah baru, tp sblm masok umah, kenalah prepare apa yg patut. Nak survey bebetol xcukup masa terluang, so terpaksalah survey via online dulu even sbnrnya thru online kita xpuas hati sbb xboleh tgk many real choices. Takpelah, for idea dulu kan ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo tggu lg, aku takot ape pun xsiap ... tambahan next month targeted almost the whole weekend aku kena keje sbb ade new launching. Sob ... sob ... takkan la birthday aku pun burn. Mr. Manager, pls ... I know u have extra budget for my birthday bash at KFC (at least) for next month. Lallala ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First item yg aku rasa paling penting disiapkan sebelom masok umah baru adalah gril, bajet kena cukup sebelum prepare yg laen2. Kalo tak ... sekerat pasang sekerat tak pasang lah jawabnya. Penting tu, barulah jives wit slogan pembinaan, "Safety First". Chewahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas tu, perlu ader curtain. Yg ni pon penting gak, kalo x ... abes satu umah kena skodeng. Har har har. Free show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, barula masuk basic items seperti lampu dan kipas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then barulah turn kitchen cabinet aku. Actually kami sempat ke &lt;a href="http://www.scikitchen.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SCiKitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last month utk tgk pilihan kitchen cabinet n sliding wardrobe yg mereka tawarkan dan ini adalah hasil lakaran yg diorg buat utk dapur aku. &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sila abaikan plaster siling tu ya, kecuali kalo bulu badan tukang masak hijau aku bole digadai utk memilikinya =P) S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;imple jek. InsyaAllah, aku plan nak wat sedikit perubahan kt dapur tu since aku amat meminati kitchen bar concept ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445376609645924386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S5HdLPYqkCI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EONfYxcSPMc/s320/left_view.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when white and orange meet at little kitchen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445377042880234130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S5HdkdTxgpI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tqUB9Xw4RGQ/s320/right_view.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boleh letak tukang masak aku kt ruang tengah tu...=P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445379368059054866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S5HfrzRmqxI/AAAAAAAAAig/jNoEil3l0vo/s320/kitchen.gif" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tukang masak kesayangan aku ... lallala~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lepas kitchen cabinet, barulah comes to living n dining halls which the areas are quite bigger to decorate compared to kitchen. But not to worry, I have my own ID to settle - Mr. Fitri. He's so inspired to do dat. Hope to see new creative design concept ya dear. Tak tau la sempat ke tak ... plan nak siapkan satu umah sebelom Aidilfitri tahun nie. Sume duit poket sendiri, so bajet is limited la (xsuka berlagak hasil org sponsor), kalo xdapat tuh, berangan jer lah dulu ... =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sebelum aku chow g lunch ikan patin (lalu ker?) n jengah Gunung Senyum jap lg, marilah kita sama2 sedekahkan al-fatihah untuk arwah En. Ahmad Puaad (Project Manager aku di Bdr. Bukit Raja), Hj Abdullah (Pak Dollah atau lebih dikenali sebagai Paklang, sedara/jiran/kwn baik arwah ba aku) dan Pakcik Azit (Pak sedara kami) yg telah meninggalkan kita beberapa hari lalu. Semoga roh mereka ditempatkan di kalangan org2 beriman dan sentiasa dicucuri rahmat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-6719855741764668608?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/6719855741764668608/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=6719855741764668608&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/6719855741764668608?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/6719855741764668608?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/VgX2HwVeItY/celoteh-pagi-di-temerloh.html" title="Celoteh Pagi Dari Temerloh" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S5HdLPYqkCI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EONfYxcSPMc/s72-c/left_view.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/03/celoteh-pagi-di-temerloh.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4HRn87fyp7ImA9WxBVGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-1090545272619742414</id><published>2010-02-22T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:25:37.107-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-23T04:25:37.107-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TaRbiYaH DzAtiYaH" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Surat Ibu Untuk Tanggang</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anakku,&lt;br /&gt;Telah lama ibu simpan apa yg terpendam di hati ini. Sekian lama meniti waktu, ibu rasa engkau sudah cukup dewasa untuk menilai apa yg baik, apa yg tidak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku,&lt;br /&gt;Dua puluh tiga tahun yg lalu, ibulah org yg paling gembira ketika bidan mengesahkan ibu sedang hamil. Dengan senang hati, ibu mengandungkanmu selama sembilan bulan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu harungi kesusahan berdiri, tidur, makan dan bernafas dengan sabar sekali. Tidak sedikit pun kasih di hati ibu pudar terhadapmu. Ibu bahagia sekali menyambut kehadiranmu. Semakin hari, rasa cinta dan kerinduan ibu terhadapmu kian subur dan berkembang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku,&lt;br /&gt;Kehadiranmu di dunia ibarat hadiah dr syurga. Ibulah org yg paling bahagia. Ibu memandikanmu dengan kedua tangan ibu. Pangkuan ibu buaian selesa tidurmu. Semalaman ibu berjaga hanya untuk memastikan tidurmu sempurna. Ibu susuri siang hari dengan keletihan demi kebahagiaanmu. Dambaan ibu tiap hari adalah untuk melihatmu tersenyum. Dan idaman ibu setiap saat adalah setiap permintaanmu, dpt ibu penuhi. Itulah puncak kebahagiaan ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah kenangan manis yang ibu lalui sebagai pelayan yang tak pernah mensia-siakanmu. Sebagai wanita yang tidak jemu menyusuimu, sebagai ibu yg xpernah putus kasihnya hingga engkau besar dan menjadi seorang remaja. Dan mulailah nampak tanda-tanda kedewasaanmu. Ketika itu pula, ibu sibuk ke sana ke mari mencari rezeki. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat-saat yang begitu berat telah dilewati. Namun engkau seolah bukan lagi anak ibu, seperti yang ibu kenal selama ini. Sungguh engkau tidak lagi mempedulikan ibu. Hari-hari berlalu dan ibu masih lagi setia berbakti padamu. Biarlah apa yg diperlakukanmu, ibu hanya mahu engkau hidup sempurna. Biarlah ibu susah, asalkan anak ibu sihat dan dapat apa yg diidamkan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku,&lt;br /&gt;Ibu tidak mau meminta apa jua daripadamu. Selain terimalah kehadiran ibu tua yg masih ingin menjagamu. Jadikanlah ibu sebagai salah satu perhentian untuk hidupmu sehari-hari, sehingga sampai saat ibu itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku,&lt;br /&gt;Kaki ibu telah bengkak. Mata ibu kian rabun. Anggota tubuh ibu pula makin terketar2. Berbagai ragam penyakit telah membuat ibu semakin lemah. Rasa sakit semakin mendera ibu. Ibu sudah uzur, nak ... ibu sudah susah untuk berdiri maupun duduk, namun hati ibu masih sayang padamu. Ibu masih mahu berbakti utk melihat anak ibu sempurna mcm anak orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku,&lt;br /&gt;Ibu sangat berharap dapat berjumpa denganmu yg dulu sebelum ibu pergi. Ibu tak ingin apapun selain itu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku,&lt;br /&gt;Luangkanlah sedikit ruang di hatimu untuk berlembut-lembut dengan seorang wanita yg amat merinduimu ini, berikanlah sedikit kebahagiaan utk ibu melihat dirimu gembira. Apalah dosa ibu sehingga dihimpit lara yg berpanjangan. Kering sudah airmata ibu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu tidak mau mengeluh atas kepedihan dan kesedihan ibu ini kehadratNya, kerana ibu takut, jika ibu adukan perkara ini ke sana, engkau akan ditimpa musibah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak, ibu tidak menginginkan itu. Engkau tetap menjadi buah hati dan hiasan dunia di hati ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakku,&lt;br /&gt;Tahun demi tahun akan berlalu, dan engkau juga akan menjadi tua, setiap perbuatan pasti akan dibalas. Engkau akan menulis surat kepada setiap anak-anakmu dengan cucuran air mata, sebagaimana yang ibu tulis untukmu ini. Maka bertakwalah engkau kepada Allah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembalilah, di mana anak ibu yg dulu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg benar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ibumu yg tua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s : Dan apabila tertutup mata seorang ibu tanda perginya itu untuk selamanya, maka hilanglah satu keberkatan hidup seorang anak, iaitu doa seorang ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumber yg telah diadaptasi dr : Qashash Mu'atstsirah fi Birr wa 'Uquqil Walidain (terjemahan) karya Fathurrahman Muhammad Jamil, dan lain-lain. (Al Fikrah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-1090545272619742414?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/1090545272619742414/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=1090545272619742414&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1090545272619742414?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1090545272619742414?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/m9RTd2tMBUI/surat-ibu-untuk-tanggang.html" title="Surat Ibu Untuk Tanggang" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/02/surat-ibu-untuk-tanggang.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMNQXk4fCp7ImA9WxBVF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-9094875232649972556</id><published>2010-02-20T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:11:30.734-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-20T15:11:30.734-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TaRbiYaH DzAtiYaH" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Peringatan Buat Anak</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dari Ibnu Umar Ra, Rasulullah bersabda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apabila seorang anak Adam itu meninggal dunia, maka terputuslah semua amal perbuatannya kecuali 3 perkara: Sedekah jariah, ilmu yang bermanfaat dan doa anak yang soleh”. (R. Al-Bukhari, Muslim dan Abu Daud) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440313467023475298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S3_gRjS1QmI/AAAAAAAAAho/dHmNT8lu6Gc/s320/100215_184704.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanah perkuburan Permatang Rambai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440313457516889778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S3_gQ_4SRrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/VUGKbdWlq-s/s320/100215_184559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Semoga ibu tenang di sana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ibu bapalah yang telah bekerja keras membanting tulang untuk membela kita. Siang malam bekerja tak kenal lelah hanya untuk membesar dan membahagiakan kita. Kita dijaga dari bayi sampai dewasa dengan penuh kasih sayang. Apapun kelebihan dan kekurangan kita, tak pernah menjadi asbab kasih sayang mereka terpaling dari kita. Kita sering menyusahkan mereka, mengecewakan mereka, menyakitkan hati mereka sampai ibu menangis. Tapi tanpa kita minta, selaut kemaafan dari mereka kita terima begitu saja tanpa ada sekelumit pun rasa penyesalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasih sayangnya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhatiannya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengorbanannya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak boleh digantikan dengan sesuatu apapun di dunia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bagaimana dengan kita, bilakah kita nak buat orang tua kita bahagia? Bila kita nak buat orang tua kita bangga? Cepat2 lah bangkit dari tidurmu wahai anak manja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birrul walidain (berbakti pada orang tua) merupakan kewajiban bagi kita sebagai seorang anak. Hal ini dijelaskan dalam QS Al-Isra’ ayat 23: “Dan Tuhanmu sudah memerintahkan supaya kamu semua jangan menyembah, kecuali kepadaNya dan supaya berlaku baik terhadap ibu bapamu”. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Marilah kita :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Menziarahi makam ibu bapa jika telah meninggal dunia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440313478474412978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S3_gSN88s7I/AAAAAAAAAhw/bRsIQDenHkc/s320/100215_192003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kubur arwah ba ... al-Fatihah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440313441104157218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S3_gQCvL2iI/AAAAAAAAAhY/So_FW8NAS3o/s320/100215_184435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Doa anak yg soleh sentiasa dinanti ibu bapa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Abu Hurairah Ra. Seorang sahabat Rasul yang banyak menghafal hadis berkata, Rasulullah bersabda: “ Barang siapa yang menziarahi kubur kedua orang tuanya atau salah seorang dari keduanya pada tiap hari jumaat, maka dosanya akan diampuni Allah dan ia dinyatakan sebagai seorang anak yang berbakti kepada kedua orang tuanya. (R. At-Thabarani dalam Al-Ausath).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Membina hubungan baik dengan kawan ibu bapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah bersabda: “Sesungguhnya bakti anak yang paling utama adalah hubungan baik si anak dengan keluarga kawan baik ibu dan ayahnya” (R. Muslim).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Memandang orang tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut Ibnu Abbas Ra. Rasulullah SAW bersabda: “Seorang anak yang memandang kepada orang tuanya dengan pandangan kasih, akan dicatat Allah seperti amalan orang yang naik Haji Mabrur” (R. Ar-Rafi’I dalam sejarah Kaspi dan oleh Al-Baihaqi dalam Syu’abil Iman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bersikap lemah lembut kepada orang tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ucapkanlah kepada ibu bapamu perkataan yang mulia dan rendahkanlah dirimu terhadap keduanya dengan penuh kasih sayang, dan doakanlah: “Wahai Tuhanku, kasihanilah keduanya sepertimana mereka mengasihi aku semasa kecil” (QS Al-Isra ayat 23-24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Minta izin pada orang tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan apabila anak-anakmu sudah mencapai usia baligh, maka haruslah mereka meminta izin daripadamu (untuk masuk), seperti halnya orang-orang sebelum mereka (QS An-Nur ayat 59)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Berdiri menyambut ibu bapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata Siti Aisyah Ra.: Saya tidak pernah melihat seseorang yang paling serupa dengan Rasulullah mengenai ketenangan, keagungan dan kecerahannya kecuali Siti Fatimah Binti Rasul. Apabila ia datang mengunjungi Rasulullah SAW beliau bangkit menyongsongnya, mencium dan mempersilakan sang puteri duduk di tempat duduk beliau. Begitu pula jika Nabi SAW datang mengunjungi buah hatinya, Fatimah bangun menyongsong beliau, mencium dan mempersilakan duduk di tempat duduknya. (R. Abu Daud dan At-Turmudzi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap apa yang diperintahkan atau dilarang oleh Allah pasti mempunyai hikmah tertentu. Antara fadilat (keutamaan) berbakti pada orang tua adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Menebus dosa besar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Panjang umur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mudah rezeki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Masuk syurga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Doa mustajab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maha suci Allah, semoga kita tergolong dalam golongan orang2 yang sentiasa dan berupaya untuk selalu berbakti pada kedua orang tua kita, Amin… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440313484121330882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S3_gSi_R1MI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Acpmk2dTdHY/s320/100215_192015.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebuah kubur di Permatang Tok Kandu yg mengalami tanah mendap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-9094875232649972556?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/9094875232649972556/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=9094875232649972556&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/9094875232649972556?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/9094875232649972556?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/qn6eyxRqNRU/peringatan-buat-anak.html" title="Peringatan Buat Anak" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S3_gRjS1QmI/AAAAAAAAAho/dHmNT8lu6Gc/s72-c/100215_184704.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/02/peringatan-buat-anak.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIAQns6fCp7ImA9WxBWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-3002790842285590234</id><published>2010-02-05T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T05:52:23.514-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-09T05:52:23.514-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>The Registered Customer</title><content type="html">It's not romantic here in gallery&lt;br /&gt;Working, working in the office&lt;br /&gt;I was left with Rose and confused&lt;br /&gt;Oh lunch, lunch time already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now nobody's in the sales court - only Pak Guard&lt;br /&gt;And made myself unboring&lt;br /&gt;Went through the paper with disgusting issue for the week&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know the abhorrence I felt&lt;br /&gt;Reading, reading the Utusan front page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I saw an old couple&lt;br /&gt;Very sweet, hands in hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Suddenly I felt so romantic in the gallery"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thought they wanted to buy a house&lt;br /&gt;But I'm wrong =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They headed directly to the hot beverage machine&lt;br /&gt;Without saying hello to people around&lt;br /&gt;Without been invited&lt;br /&gt;They drank not one, but TWO CUPS of MILO or CHOC-O-CHINO&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they were also having their lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After double cups of that energy liquid mousse&lt;br /&gt;Without saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;They left... &lt;em&gt;(No Hi, No Bye)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will come again tomorrow and tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;until forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can be called our no.1 regular customers&lt;br /&gt;Because they will come and visit the gallery everyday&lt;br /&gt;Without fail...&lt;br /&gt;For that &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; beverages only&lt;br /&gt;And left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stamped-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S20lc7zfjdI/AAAAAAAAAhE/7R8Zfuzyh1U/s1600-h/100205_130410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 279px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435041504326290898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S20lc7zfjdI/AAAAAAAAAhE/7R8Zfuzyh1U/s320/100205_130410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S20mspn3cBI/AAAAAAAAAhM/fbHVPDQo1mU/s1600-h/100205_130512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 286px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435042873835221010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S20mspn3cBI/AAAAAAAAAhM/fbHVPDQo1mU/s320/100205_130512.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Gulping free water after 1/2 day work without 'Hi' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After got the energy, left without 'Bye2'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-3002790842285590234?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/3002790842285590234/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=3002790842285590234&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/3002790842285590234?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/3002790842285590234?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/6xDvlKq6q74/our-registered-customer.html" title="The Registered Customer" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S20lc7zfjdI/AAAAAAAAAhE/7R8Zfuzyh1U/s72-c/100205_130410.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-registered-customer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4CQHo-eCp7ImA9WxFWEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-6882609961535176364</id><published>2010-02-01T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T06:59:21.450-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-30T06:59:21.450-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="BrEaKinG NeWs" /><title>Weekend At Site</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bekzVkWoI/AAAAAAAAAg8/SY15Cj96x9g/s1600-h/100131_122031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274724306410114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bekzVkWoI/AAAAAAAAAg8/SY15Cj96x9g/s400/100131_122031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcoming you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pagi yg gelap kini sudah terang barulah K.Ros sampai bawak makanan pagi utk kami sume. Bos ajak aku g site dh dulu, naseb baik dia tarek blk. Dia soh aku tggu K.Ros sampai bawak breakfast, mkn dulu baru pegi. Kalo x, mau lapar kempunan aku dibuatnya ... dr semalam dh special request kt K.Ros nk mkn ape pg nie. Aku order nasik lemak sotong, tp bila nampak bihun Singapura pon best, aku plan nk rembat jugak. Tp sbb takot lewat, aku belasah sandwich je dlu, wat lapik perut. Pastu trus ajak rkn2 ke site ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274065033360770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bd-bWn9YI/AAAAAAAAAgM/NS3mrIGNk14/s400/100130_112915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kanopi merah putih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sampai sana, aku tgk meja depan dh penoh brosur ngan borang registration. Disebabkan aku punya port registration, so aku pon kemas sket ape yg perlu sementara customer xdtg lg. Start pukol 10 pg org dh start dtg. Tp xbrape ramai ... sempat la aku ngorat abang2 "Custom Ice" dan badut gempal tu. Dapat jugak sebijik belon dibentukkan sekuntum bunga kaler pink. Rumantis gitu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dlm kul 11pg, aku tgk frekuensi org yg dtg slow balek, so aku cepat2 g mkn bihun Singapura yg nampat lazat td tu kt lakang. Lepas tu org dh start ramai, aku ngan adik Mohsein dh xsempat nk kaco badut tu lg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274080985227154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bd_Wx2H5I/AAAAAAAAAgk/tkTZtShcXuo/s400/100130_115518.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Budak2 n clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274713482755362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bekLBAfSI/AAAAAAAAAgs/gCX3kGQVYDc/s400/100130_132458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ade makan2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang experience aku, xpnah aku tgk org bg respon sehebat ni kt launching event developer lain sebelum nie. Ni kira first time aku tgk org dtg ramai giler, even event kami xlah sebesar mana, sbb ni kira pelancaran nak abeskan sisa unit yg tinggal je &lt;em&gt;(kurang dr 10 unit je pun yg tinggal&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274074460898370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bd--eUxEI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ugiHp-1mpRU/s400/100130_115011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Avira actual units&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dlm kami dok kelam-kabut melayan customers, ade plak org xpuas ati ... samseng mana pulak dtg dok weng2 kat sekitar kanopi kami nie ... Org tu sorang jer, tp bingit motor cabot dier tu, makaih, mmg xtahan. Berasap telinga geng samseng kami. At last, samseng kami pun g settle ngan geng dia. Hmm ... ade lg org mcm ni yer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nk ptg sket, ade lg tragedi berlaku depan mata aku, disebabkan kawasan tu memang dh ade fasa lain yg telah dihuni, so xhairanlah kalo kami still menerima kunjungan dari penduduk sekitar yg mana telah membeli produk SD sebijik dh dan nak tambah lg berbijik2. Ye lah, sape xsuke kan, keta Honda, umah Sime Darby ... Tiba2, adela 1 happy famili ni, naik Iswara, yg si isteri ni blaja bawak keta agaknya, laki dia dok sebelah, anak2 dok blakang, slowly jalan n patuk Wira Aeroback Special Edition sorang staff Sime Darby Healthcare nie. Bedebuk. Xdgr pon bunyiknya, tp berkesan la jugak setitik kot (&lt;em&gt;aku xdapat nk g tgk walopun depan mata n xsampai seratus ela&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bebudak event management ni sempatla buat pengumuman kpd si pemilik keta bla3x sila kluar utk memastikan ketanya xde pape. Si pemiliknya actually ade lam umah contoh handling body mass index, blood pressure test and health screening. Dlm masa tu si suami keta Iswara berkenaan sempat kuar kejap g tgk kecederaan keta tu dan bertukar tempat dgn si isteri. Kami assume dia naik drive blk Iswara dia slowly tu nk g parking properly and settle, tp slowly dia move2 n blah ... xpayah pecut pon. First time aku tgk kes langgar lari, pastu keta yg langgar lari tu blah xcecah 30km sejam pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274721448190290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bekosHYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/xt47TrPMres/s400/100130_162201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keta Wira yg dipatok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sementara si dara, pemilik Wira Hitam berkenaan nk kuar, keta Iswara td telah diisytihar pelaku langgar lari dh, dia cuma sempat g belek2 jer ape yg tertinggal. Kesian aku tgk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku raser kalo ade kesan pun xterok kot. Kalo x, dh lamer geng sekuriti tu g cari keta tu blk. Tp xpuas ati jugakla, ade ke brader tu leh blah mcm tu jer ... depan keramaian org pulak tu. Dia ingat kami xingat no. plat dia? Silapla ... cuma aku xsebut jer kat sini. Plat Serawak ok! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tirai 1st day of launching event Avira (actual unit at site) pon berlabuh dgn jayanya. Aku sampai xsempat mkn tgh hari. Bawak blk je beriyani kOw2 tu kt umah mkn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ari kedua yakni Ahad, aku expect lagi ramai org yg akan dtg, so aku pon pelahap siap2 nasik lemak buah bidara kt opis sblm ke site. Dh sampai site, aku dh more ready dr semlm. So xlah kelam kabut sgt even aku sorg pd mulanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp org nampaknya xbrape ramai ari Ahad. Kalo time xde org tu, aku sempat g mkn nasik ayam for lunch awal2 lg. Time ader org sampai keliling pinggang aku xtau nak layan yg mana satu. Dia jd style tu pulak ari Ahad tu. Kalo xder, xder langsung, kalo ader skaligus ramai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ari Ahad tu, ade gak bro samseng "Kg. Pisang'" yg buat weng2 semlm dtg ... tp kali ni dia dtg naik motor versi lain, yg seindah biasa, moto yg xlayak nak diwili. Kitorang memula xperasan pun, tp bila time xder customer, sempat gakla perhati. So, nampakla dia ... beberapa kali jugak dia maen pusing2. Tak kacau tak apela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ptg sket tu lepas Zohor, ade lak 1 happy famili ni dtg ... sorang pakcik ni dtg dok kt meja aku tanya in a polite way. "Kenapa umah kami ni dijadikan umah contoh? Pakcik xtau apa2 pun."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dh terkapai2, xbrani nk commit pape, aku g panggil bos aku kt lakang. Rupanya pakcik tu dtg bawak famili dia nk tgk umah baru dia yg nak siap &lt;em&gt;(maklumlah ari Ahad kan ... rupa2nya),&lt;/em&gt; xtau pun umah dia akan dijadikan umah rasmi untuk event aritu. Tp itula, selagi developer xhanding over the unit to purchasers, umah tu kira hak developer. Dia nak buat ape, dia punya suka. Lg pun pokcik ni nk cakap byk buat ape, umah dia dpt rumput mutiara free tu ... xpyh susah2 nk gardening bila masuk nnti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku tgk pokcik tu gelak besar je cakap dgn bos aku, kira seronot ler tuh. Dahle umah SIME dilengkapi wiring auto gate, point n piping air-cond, pastu developer buat umah dia umah contoh pulak lagi, dptla kapet free utk laman. Sapa nak bagi? Kan besh idup percuma?? Lalalla ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274069999598162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bd-t2qulI/AAAAAAAAAgU/OnBkSL2EbBg/s400/100130_114924.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sportingnya budak nie ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433274055742547234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bd94vhZSI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4UD2b1EIGwg/s400/100130_112902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bincang petang2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-6882609961535176364?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/6882609961535176364/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=6882609961535176364&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/6882609961535176364?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/6882609961535176364?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/TMHXaILNejc/weekend-at-site.html" title="Weekend At Site" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2bekzVkWoI/AAAAAAAAAg8/SY15Cj96x9g/s72-c/100131_122031.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekend-at-site.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUEQ3g8fip7ImA9WxBXFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-8227805401613916450</id><published>2010-01-27T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T05:43:22.676-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-28T05:43:22.676-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ExPosE DaiLy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Meet The Developer</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aloo, this is wut I have for tonite. I guess it's a good news for those who really serious in searching for their own comfortable home in 2010. But the not good news part is I have to work on dat day (this upcoming weekend). Must be shoo boring =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nevamind, I'll always think unnatural ... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, for those who miss me, u can come and meet me on dat day. I will make ur day with lots of interesting programmes n shows. Ce ke dout yolz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My first line-up programme is :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Makan2 wit de light refreshment food specially brought to u by Kak Ros. I confirm, everybody is waiting for my blanja mkn time kan? So, ape lg? Do grab it dat day la. All I blanja ... mai mkn saja ... haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Secondly, I think I wanna bring uolz jln2 tgk the green2 township. Wut r the fascinating part of it and how fresh is the air ... While sightseeing, we can do sum milipede tracking too. Waa ... so exotic ha the activity? Come on n join me lah ... amacam, ade bran? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The third but not least one is I wish to have some piccas wit uolz but not to forget, together wit the clowns. Haha, we also have balloon scuplting clowns on dat day, who I pretty confirm will be shoo boring too. Hihihi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So. Let's play around together gather, k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 460px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431429104410951634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2BP_lch_9I/AAAAAAAAAf8/-8G6-EQESJ8/s400/Avira-Post-Card-Front.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three hundred thousand plus plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 460px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431429094489405522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2BP_AfDOFI/AAAAAAAAAf0/f4wPBmjqLCk/s400/Avira-Post-Card-Back.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The King of Township&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ladies n gents, u r invited to tag along for the launching event of AVIRA (Actual unit are now open for viewing) at Bandar Bukit Raja. The details are as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date : 30th &amp;amp; 31st January 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time : 10am - 5pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Venue : Actual Unit at Site. No. 37, Jalan Makyong 3A/KU5, Bandar Bukit Raja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya there!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-8227805401613916450?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/8227805401613916450/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=8227805401613916450&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/8227805401613916450?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/8227805401613916450?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/GPL5CG56WJ0/meet-developer.html" title="Meet The Developer" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S2BP_lch_9I/AAAAAAAAAf8/-8G6-EQESJ8/s72-c/Avira-Post-Card-Front.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/01/meet-developer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEBRnc9fCp7ImA9WxBWFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-317178584826672557</id><published>2010-01-22T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:54:17.964-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-05T16:54:17.964-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TiPs n TriCks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Why I Like It Longer</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430235272945605186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1wSNcq4GkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ZoH88IjCXpg/s400/dreamhome.jpg" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once upon a time in KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a story about my happy marriage life. A happy marriage is a matter of giving and taking; the husband gives and the wife takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning, after brushing my teeth, I merrily sit and start chit-chatting with my hubby without taking a bath. As my birthday is going to appear in a few months, I make a little request...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Darling, I'm going to celebrate my birthday soon. Please present me with a new handphone for my 28th birthday this year. I'm so unhappy to celebrate this doomed age birthday, two years later I will become 30. You must present me with the best handphone in the world, ok! Or I will cry like vampire." Sighed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hate the age of 28 because of the round-up number will be 30. The 3 series of ages is going to enter frame. Well, if it is a BMW, you are welcome, but if it is wrinkles, pot belly and I will tend to become a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Safi Rania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; user, sorry! Please go away!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am so worry, worry if my husband will go away from me if I am not as beautiful as Snow White anymore&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; I am afraid if I will murder my husband over a Facebook snub because of jealousy. I am also afraid if I will turn into a tigress if my husband doing bad things behind me or he lied. I am so much afraid of that. Arghh!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I notice that my husband is worrying about me too. He worries about the vampire cry that I will create as vampire and werewolf is somewhat similar. Having very scary voice. He also worries about the tiger show. Aumm!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430233598721239234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1wQr_srqMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/VwBCbAE24z0/s400/werewolf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beware of werewolf, sumtimes cute, sumtimes brutal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He promises that he will provides me with the material needs and hope that it will helps me during this transition period. I ask him what? "It's LG Chocolate phone (BL40), just because I want you to see things differently," he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430236265893859314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1wTHPsMD_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/XKanoMGzGvw/s400/LG-BL40-Nuffnang-Blog-Post-150110-Final_html_7beb9bda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You all know why? Yeap, because I like it longer. The longer the better I can catch my hubby. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually, I am a present user of brand X phone. But lately, I do find that this phone is always make me sick. I have a lot of stories to tell my husband during his outstation time but I can't text him easily. The worse part is, I can't see him in front of a mosque when he can't screen me the dome. Now, with longer LG phone, the problem is solved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I think this LG Chocolate phone is perfectly ideal as a special edition phone for husband and wife because ... It helps me to reduce stress when I reach a higher number of ages and control my jealousy feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430247277793024034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1wdIONimCI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hUoc8Q4T2KQ/s320/photos-lg-bl40-chocolate-mobile-phone-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The longer u text, the romantic u are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. It helps to motivate my husband to text me longer in attempt to describe what he does and where he goes in details (without secrets) as it has longer lcd shape with practical bonus function -&gt; fully touch screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Via its unique, long shape 4-inch widescreen completed with a 5.0 Mega Pixel camera, I can see clearly more views and detect more objects behind my husband's body during 3G or MMS communications and simultaneously swipe away the feelings of insecurity and unrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. With longer phone in shape, it helps to delegate a bigger power vibration alert to my husband even he is busy walking, running or jumping ... Excuses of not alert my calls will not be accepted anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Furthermore, the phone looks : glossy, sleek and thin like a supermodel - will affect my style too. I will always look young and hot when using it! The priceless part is I will stay be my husband's Snow White and the mirror-mirror in the wall will automatically renew my beauty pageant's contract. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430231304422157218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1wOmcxJ66I/AAAAAAAAAfM/ucInS5pWcvU/s400/snwhitemrr.jpg" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirror, mirror on the wall, tQ for renewing my contract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430230713125531634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1wOECBDb_I/AAAAAAAAAfE/A28I4u6ycrs/s400/mileysnowwhite.jpg" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And Snow White lives happily ever after with the prince &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, the 4 criterias really impress and satisfy me much. I married Mr. Right, so hopefully LG Chocolate can be the right phone for me to live with my Mr. Right happily ever. Till then, thank you LG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430005094687507266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1tA3T1pA0I/AAAAAAAAAes/a_WvH2Jt-wA/s400/100111_181816.jpg" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-317178584826672557?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/317178584826672557/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=317178584826672557&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/317178584826672557?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/317178584826672557?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/txgtzN0O_ik/why-i-like-it-longer.html" title="Why I Like It Longer" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1wSNcq4GkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ZoH88IjCXpg/s72-c/dreamhome.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-like-it-longer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcDQXw_eip7ImA9WxBXEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-2496343391119624380</id><published>2010-01-22T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T08:17:50.242-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-22T08:17:50.242-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TiPs n TriCks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Pengalaman Interview Aku (Part 3)</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1nFJmFXN0I/AAAAAAAAAek/pkl1QaIlmWQ/s1600-h/job-interview-cartoon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429587594404378434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1nFJmFXN0I/AAAAAAAAAek/pkl1QaIlmWQ/s400/job-interview-cartoon.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mengikut diari, episod kisah interview aku kali ni adalah versi last ilmu interview aku khas untuk adek2 sekalian. Kalo ader lg, InsyaAllah aku akan coretkan, tanpa jemu utk kalian sume. I likeee sharing. Cos sharing is caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla, dipendekkan citer, interview aku di sebuah syarikat developer Berhad tu&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2009/12/pengalaman-interview-aku-part-2.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+Dfchannel+%28dFcHaNneL%29"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kisahnya klik di sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;xkesampaian disebabkan kejujuran aku memberitahu aku sdg menunggu jwpn another interview. Sekian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ni masuk part panglaman interview aku yg ke-3, paling sempo&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;. Dtg dh ler lewat 5 minit. Lepak luar kejap. Ade sorang calon laki2 kt luar bilek interview tu. Tetiba dia tegur aku, "Dtg interview ke?" Aku jwbla ya. Then dia trus dipanggil masok bilek interview. Terkontang-kanting aku kt luar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku xde wat pape, legar2 cari org nak soh panggilkan P.I.C yg invite aku untuk interview tu. Lalu pulak mamat ca ya nun alif sorang nih. Aku pon sohla dia panggilkan Kak tuuut ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mamat tu masok kejap pastu dia bgtau kakak tu dh ader lam interview room tuh. So aku pun tunggu jer lah. Kali nih xperlu isi2 borang at place sbb diorg dh attach segala borang yg perlu diisi lam email invitation for interview, so candidates leh isi borang2 tersebut sebelom dtg interview. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note : Interview ni pun aku xapply .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dalam 30 minit jugaklah, baru kuar calon laki2 td, sblm blah, dia sempat wish gud luck kat aku, pdhal bkn aku knal pon. Pemurah sgt la pulok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tibalah giliran aku, masok2 tgk ada 4 org interviewers menanti. Tak pnah aku di interview seramai 4 org interviewers sblm nih selain masa kat NPC dulu&lt;em&gt; (kini dikenali MPC). &lt;/em&gt;Haish&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Interviewers terdiri drpd sorang HR person, sorang town planning person dan 2 org lg the hiring managers from Bkt. Raja branch n Bkt. Jelutong branch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spt biasa, ceritera pertama ialah pengalaman aku tentang bidang keja utk jawatan tuh. Aku ingat ke ade soklan laen berkenaan pengalaman lepas tuh, tp salah. Trus ke part gaji ... Naseblah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lepas gaji trus HR tanya aku ada pape soklan x? Naaseblah lg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pastu habis ... Apakah??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Interview tu berlangsung kurang 15 minit. Pantas mcm lipas kudung. Haha. Aku mcm xpecaya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Outcomenya ... jeng, jeng, jeng ... aku DAPAT job tuh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kesimpulannya, intebiu yg lama n panjang xsemestinya korang dapat, intebiu yg sgt sekejap pulak xbermakna korang xdpt, ok! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bagi adek2 yg masih mencari keja, better cepat. Aku alhamdulillah, umor 22 thn dh ade akaun caruman kwsp. Sbb lepas degree, aku trus grab keja, ye lah, angah ... sape nak peduli sgt. Dtg kL la cari duit sendiri. Kalo xkeja, sape nak bagi makan ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Umo 23+ aku dh dilamar utk jd tunangan org ... Cantik sungguh takdir Ilahi, Allah anugerahkan aku seorang guardian angel right on time. Allah nak jaga aku. Padahal bg sesetengah org, muda lg wooo time tuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalo aku pikir balik, seram tul, umor 22 - 23 thn dh sorg diri mencari rezeki di kota. Pompuan lak tu. Bukan ade abang2 yg peduli ... By 25, Allah takdirkan aku berkahwin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sedar xsedar, life sebagai 'angah' mengajar aku erti berdikari. Sume atas desakan kehidupan. Kalo xdesak, kita takkan appreciate life. Kita takkan berdikari, kita lemah n manja &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;karat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pendek kata, aku penatlah karat2 nie ... blah dulu la, cau cin cau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-2496343391119624380?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/2496343391119624380/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=2496343391119624380&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2496343391119624380?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/2496343391119624380?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/1L7DSxdIETc/pengalaman-interview-aku-part-3.html" title="Pengalaman Interview Aku (Part 3)" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S1nFJmFXN0I/AAAAAAAAAek/pkl1QaIlmWQ/s72-c/job-interview-cartoon.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/01/pengalaman-interview-aku-part-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIDR3g-fip7ImA9WxBQFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-1579777488306918397</id><published>2010-01-12T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:02:56.656-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-15T20:02:56.656-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TaRbiYaH DzAtiYaH" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Awasi Dirimu</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S03Ndmcs7VI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Wz2YcJqs24Y/s1600-h/paprik+campur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426219034472148306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S03Ndmcs7VI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Wz2YcJqs24Y/s400/paprik+campur.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sedar xsedar dh 13 hari kita menjengah ke tahun baru. Pasti ramai yg bersemangat mengusahakan azam tahun baru masing2 kan? Semoga istiQomah, xtidoQ dan berjaya. AWAS! Sementara hidayah turun mencurah2, aku nk ambik kesempatan ni untuk berkongsi sedikit ilmu dgn sume. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebagai renungan, hakikatnya, kenyataan yg berlaku hari ini adalah impian semalam ... sementara pencapaian hari esok sebenarnya adalah kenyataan impian hari ini. So marilah kita terus berazam untuk memperbaiki diri dr sehari ke sehari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ade org berazam nk jd the next PM, MPK berazam nk hapuskan ulat gonggok di Klang ... apakah?? AWAS, ade org pulak berazam nk cari boyfriend tahun ni. Tak kesahlah ape jua azam korg, asalkan ianya terbatas di lunas yg betol. Tak salah kita bernafsu besar utk menggantikan permata yg hilang. Apekah permata berharga korg? Salah satu permata paling berharga aku yg lama aku abaikan ialah kesihatan. Jadi, tahun ni aku berazam utk kembalikan rutin hidup sehat. Actually xsusah pun, tp kita yg ambil remeh ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tahun ni aku nk start :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Taknak makan daging campur ikan dlm satu hidangan lagi. (Awas, paprik campur!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Nak amalkan mkn badam dan kismis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Kalo ade buah, mkn buah dlu sebelum nasik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Senangkan? Tp awat xbuat ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jom kita sama2 buat ... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sini, aku nak kongsikan sket ilmu / panduan bagaimana cara nk menjaga diri dr anasir jahat :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Amalkan mkn 7 bijik kurma ajwah / kurma nabi skali sehari (actually kurma ape pun xper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Amalkan sentiasa berwuduk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Amalkan sentiasa membaca "Auzubillahi minashaidonirrojim"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Amalkan solat tahajjud 2 rakaat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AWAS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Buat bakal suami, " lepas akad nikah, letakkan tangan atas ubun2 isteri sambil berdoa yg baik2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Amalkan slalu membaca ayat kursi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. Bykkan berdoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. Amalkan baca Surah Yunus 79-82, Toha 65-69 dan Soffat 1-10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last but not least, jd lah hambaNya yg sentiasa bersyukur atas nikmat dan rahmat drNya. Dr Saad Ibnu Waqas, ingat 2 perkara, lupakan 2 perkara. Ingat benda buruk yg kita pnah lakukan supaya sentiasa menghisab diri, ingat perkara baik yg org buat pd kita supaya sentiasa bersyukur. Lupakan perkara baik yg kita pnah lakukan pd org supaya kita sentiasa diselimuti keikhlasan, apetah lg lupakan perkara jahat yg pnah org lain buat pd kita supaya kita sentiasa taat pdNya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;InsyaAllah, bila hubungan dgn Allah cantik, hubungan kita dgn sume manusia pun akn terpelihara. Jgn ckp soal taat pd nusa, bangsa dan negara kalo hubungan kita dgn Allah maseh tak ketawan hala. Fikir2 kan dan slamat beramal ... AWAS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5274583705905319821-1579777488306918397?l=dfchannel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/feeds/1579777488306918397/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5274583705905319821&amp;postID=1579777488306918397&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1579777488306918397?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5274583705905319821/posts/default/1579777488306918397?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dfchannel/~3/HiZuJyoqiLE/awasi-dirimu.html" title="Awasi Dirimu" /><author><name>diha_fitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06599636563396386070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/SUEG-pXXFjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/K6Y1Q-cuHP8/S220/Copy+of+DSC_0252.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T6xYKqiDDHY/S03Ndmcs7VI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Wz2YcJqs24Y/s72-c/paprik+campur.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dfchannel.blogspot.com/2010/01/awasi-dirimu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcMQnc6fip7ImA9WxBRFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5274583705905319821.post-4589807864834352965</id><published>2009-12-31T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T03:21:23.916-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-04T03:21:23.916-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TiPs n TriCks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ViOLeT's FinGeRs" /><title>Pengalaman Interview Aku (Part 2)</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sambungan part 1 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku TAK TERIMA pun offer company tu sbb ... current job aku time tu better dr segi lokasi, bos, staf, benefits dan bidang kerja berbanding gaji yg di offer oleh company baru tu. So sekianlah episod interview part 1. Cau cin cau ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni aku nk citer pulak kisah interview ke-2 yang aku rasa agak menarik utk dikongsi bersama adik2 ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly aku nk highlight yg interview aku dpt ni actually aku xapply pun ... tp sbb majikan boleh view resume aku dr laman sesawang Jobstreet.com dan terberkenan la &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;puLoK&lt;/span&gt; kt aku, depa jemputlah aku ke interview tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ni company nya agak besar, sbb ade syer kt papan utama BSKL. Tp jgn &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;TiPaH&lt;/span&gt; tertipu ye adik2, sbb xsume company yg ada BERHAD kt blakang tu btol2 'besar’ tau, ade yg &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;mangKarQ&lt;/span&gt; jugak sebenarnya ... ce.ke.dout first ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa, aku xletakkan harapan tinggi utk job ni, sbb aku masih suka dgn current job aku masa tuh ... so aku pergi suka2 jer la ... Sesi start at 2pm, tp mcm biasala, masok isi borang dulu bla2 bru depa panggil interviewer. Nampaknya aku sorang lg kali ni, sbb xnampak kelibat calon laen pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then interviewers pun masuk ... 2 org, sorang Head HR Dept. dan sorang lagi Asst. Managernya kalo xsilap. Hehe. (kurang bg tumpuan time diorg perkenal diri).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of cos bkn mkn sambal belacan punya &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;oLang&lt;/span&gt; la, depa mkn sharkfin soup. Huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting dgn perkenal diri as usual. Pastu Mr. T (Head) tanya favourite past time aku. Ini 1 tips la, make sure salah 1 hobi yg adik2 bgtau adalah sukan. Bersukan kan baek utk kesihatan. Huehuehue. Actually, diorg mmg cari org yg involve sport, sbb ade kelab sukan kt company tu, so lepas aku sebut je bowling, (blom sebot polo air lagi tu) diorg nampak hepi ... mcm kalo maen roda impian tu dpt “wang besar” la. Hehe. Apakah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu dia tanya aku hobi2 laen (trying to sembang2 kosong la kunun), termasukla tanya: “Kalo u surf internet, usually u surf ape?&lt;--Telah di translate ke broken malay) Aku pun bgtaula mcm2 ... salah satunya cari tpt mkn best. Pastu aku bgtau salah satu tpt mkn yg best ialah Restoran Berputar Seri Angkasa kt Menara KL, sbb dpt mkn di awanan biru. Hehe, pastu dia trus pegi ke tingkap, trying to be funny kot (getus ati kecilku). Rupa2nya nampak Menara KL dr situ. Aku xketinggalan, bangun la jugak g jenguk. Menyebok sket. Hihik ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rupanya segala gelagat aku diperhatikan, he said that he likes me cos I look &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oops aggressive. Hehe. Ms. A yg sorang lg tu xckp banyak, dia just senyum2 n berseloroh jer kot blakang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perbualan bertambah rancak, diorg korek background family aku sampai ke lobang cacing. Dpt tau tersangkut kabel besar, diorg happily give credit, pastu 1 kampung pulak dgn Head, 1 more additional credit, pastu result SPM aku yg basi tu pulak gempak bg depa, so bercredits2 la depa bg kat aku ... Result UM aku hampeh, aku playful ... maklomlah &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gila-Gila&lt;/span&gt; remaja time tu n jauh dr family plak tu ...=P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trus terang aku kata, sesi interview kali ni, xmcm sesi interview tpt keja laen yg pnah aku pegi sblm ni, keramahan interviewers tu buat aku rasa mcm bkn dlm bilik interview, just dtg sembang2, gelak2, minum2 ... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KiTa Enjoy ♥!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku dijamu dgn air coffee &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;uummph&lt;/span&gt;, naseb baik xhidang kuih mulan skali. Wakakak. Sembang ptg tu berlarutan selama 1 jam 45 minit!! Lama tu ... xpnah aku di interview selama tu. Apala yg depa tanya aku sepanjang masa tu kn? Kalo pk2 blk mcm xde mende ... tp rupanya lama giler dlm bilek tu ... They managed to make me feel very comfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tp aku nk kongsila sket tips2 penting yg korang kena take note utk berjaya dlm interview mcm nii. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku berjaya bg presentation ttg work flow aku. (Actually aku dh senior dlm task nie ...) Pastu diorg ni HR people, mana depa tau sgt work descriptions aku secara details. Hehe. Tp aku kagumla, sebenarnya depa tau. Sbb trend diorg ni, depa amek tau each other punya task dlm company tu. Byk g training n courses. Bagus kan?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sume company slalu hantar staf diorg g kursus ... Pastu Ms. A tu citerla kt aku yg company diorg ni akn pindah dekat my place, dat’s y diorg cari replacement ... Org lamer dh nk resign sbb tpt baru tu jauh dr umah dia ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pastu Ms. A citer lg yg company diorg ni annually akan wat charity functionla &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hari Datin Sedunia&lt;/span&gt; la and bla3x ... Pastu dia bgtau aku leh amek loan utk further study la ... then kalo beranak, coverage bla3x dan byk lg faedah2 &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;mudah&lt;/span&gt; yg bakal aku dapat if I join ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rasa2 korg, aku dpt x job tuh? Aku perasan mcm dpt sbb diorg sembang dgn aku punya lama pastu siap bgtau aku benefits yg bakal aku dpt mcm nk suroh aku &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;terlioQ&lt;/span&gt; ja ... =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Satu soklan perangkap yg diorg tanya aku sblm blk, aku ade apply mana2 tpt lg x? KEBETULAN. Aku dgn telusnya bgtaula, aku akn attend 1 lg interview kt ..... So diorg xdecide lg la samada nk amek aku atau x, tp the chances is there. Ni Head tu yg ckp,aku dpt distinction (90%++) utk markah interview tu. Dia pesan if aku xdpt kt tpt yg aku akan g interview tu nanti, diorg suroh aku kol bgtau diorg ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm ... aku rasa dh silap teknik la, dr segi kesungguhan, aku dh ditolak beberapa markah .... Tp xpela ... kalo ade rezeki xkemana ... yg penting berkata benar. So guys, nk tau aku dpt ke x job tuh atau aku kena panggil skali lg utk interview ker atau aku xlayan tros ker ... nantikan sambungannya di tahun depan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selamat Tahun Baru 2010, moga anda lebih bahgia, lebih berjaya dan lebih &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;kaYa&lt;/span&gt;. 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