<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943</id><updated>2011-11-01T18:33:14.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAKUNA MATATA!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Sarawak...Land of Hornbills!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4948259710151256649</id><published>2011-02-01T11:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T12:55:42.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEYUMM....After 1 year and 2 months..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Deyumm....that's the word that i can relate to my absence from blogging. Thank God my blog is not followed by too many people. Haha.. I don't even know why I stopped blogging a year ago. Perhaps, I can sort of blame it on my tight schedule of classes and hanging out with my friends. Or maybe even because honestly, i don't think I have something's that is good enough to share with my fellow readers. Sigh...A lot of sweet and bitter memories had happened to me since a year and 2 months ago. Most memorable was my participation in FESENI '10 and also my teaching practicum. I will talk on those two later on. Now, I would love to vent out my long-hold anger/disappointment to my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; volleyball team. Those who know me will know that I am a self-professed volleyball addict. I am good at it and I know I can go far if I was given the chance. Somewhere within February last year, I was on the volleyball team of my beloved college. Go 9th! You see, every second semester of an academic session, UM will have its SUKMUM,which is a sporting event between residential colleges of UM. I have been in my college's team since my 1st year. And, I though of making SUKMUM 2010 as my final participation because I planned on joining the FESENI 2011 as my final year's activity. However, when I went to the 1st training, I was very2 much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; disappointed to know that the whole team is now filled with UM volleyball players and some of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; them are not even 9th college residents. I found this very sad because SUKMUM was supposed to be a healthy battle amongst the colleges. It would be an extra advantage if the colleges coincidently have professional players in their team. Now, since the coach of my team was so keen on winning, he dissed the good players of 9th's residents and illegally imported the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; professional players just so to make a Dream Team out of them. I was not very happy and I quit from the team. I played sport, especially volleyball because I love it. I thought of moving to netball but yeah, passing and dribbling ball don't give the same cool sensation of hitting, spiking and digging the superb volleyball..Teehee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okay, now that I was already out of the team, I decided to start on my FESENI a year earlier. This means I will be involved in FESENI for 2 years and not just 1 year. I joined the Solo singing. The bset part of the whole experience was that I get to awesome students with awesome voices, which I think can belt out any out-of-the-assembly-line singers out there easily. Ngeh2...Irama Malaysia and English were my niches. So, I went for audition of both. As strange as it sounds, i made to the final of Irama Malaysia and I flunked English...Baahaaha...I didn't get any placing at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; the final though, but I love the environment, experience and the support that I got from my fellow singing comrades and also my friends. So, 2011 will be my second attempt in FESENI. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; wonder if I could make it to the final of either English or Irama Malaysia. Both would be uber awesome. Here is a pic of moi during the final of Irama Malaysia with my singing comrades and beautiful friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/TUeJ2EE256I/AAAAAAAAAMI/uwKWb8FH0vg/s400/P3190302.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568571026166966178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Jasri, Nina, Wana, 2 juniors,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Abang Faizul, Me, Rina, Yaya and Atie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally, I'm going to blab on my teaching practicum. Hurmpph....before this, all I've heard from some of seniors were ' Babe, your practicum is going to be HELL' and some sorts of that. So, those words gave me a pretty scary pre-assumption of practicum. And, it made me very pessimistic of going for the practicum. I dreaded semester 7 because that is the Practicum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Semester for me and fellow TESLmates. I went to SMK Bukit Bandaraya with Rina Hazwany and Rohaida. The first day in that school was pretty scary for us because we sent straight to the school assembly. There, the Principal introduced us to the whole school. While she did that, I saw some students making faces like ' Trainees, eh? Wait till you come to my class..Niccee..' The looks sent shivers to my timbers. Hahah...So, I was assigned with 4 Dedikasi (English) and a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; combo of 4 Jujur/ 4 Jaya (Moral Edu.) My mentors were Mdm Shubashini and Mdm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Thaneswary. Both of them were very sweet and helpful. I had so much fun teaching those 2 classes. Of course, there were times when I lost myself. Hey, who says teaching is an easy deal? Try it once. Being a teacher means you have to be everything. A parent, a warden, a counselor, a health consultant, an image consultant, a facilitator and the list goes on. And, TEACHERS all over are being UNDERPAID. There, I've said it. I can still remember my ex-students' names till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/TUeNUZofJfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/EYguCCCcr2o/s400/PA010145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568574845884507634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The ever lively 4 Dedikasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/TUePGV-L_NI/AAAAAAAAAMY/bKqy58OiJwQ/s400/PA010036.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568576803406871762" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;me and Rina with 4 Jujur/ 4 Jaya &amp;amp; 4 Maju/4 Ikhlas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The perks of being a trainee teacher was that you got all sorts of pampering from your students. Hehe..I'm guilty of one, too. 4 Dedikasi and 4 Jujur/4 Jaya were awesome classes. Faces of pure innocence and crazy, I must say. They made me happy and sad with their life stories. I was surprised that some of them were very open to me about their life ( you know who you are). Some invited me over to their place, but due to unwritten rules of being a trainee, I didn't. :-( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Practicum gave a lot of lessons that I would never be able to learn from books and campus. I learned a lot from my beautiful ex-students. Therefore, my practicum was in fact, a HEAVEN on Earth. It was no HELL. Not just the classes that I taught, but also the classes that I went to for sit-ins. Students being students. I was like them back then. Hahah.. both my classes held a farewell party for me on my last day at school. 4 Dedikasi's Puvanes channeled her inner MJ by performing the Man's songs for me in front of the entire class. I had to suck in a few tears though some managed to be seen by them. and, 4 Jujur/ 4 Jaya entertained me with their usual wits. Gosh..I really am missing them. I can only hope for the best for them. God bless you, my kids. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, I think that's all for now, folks. Let us pray that this current post will be the start of me being a diligent blogger. Huahua..For my Chinese peng you, Gong Xi Fa Chai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4948259710151256649?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4948259710151256649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4948259710151256649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4948259710151256649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4948259710151256649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2011/02/deyummafter-1-year-and-2-months.html' title='DEYUMM....After 1 year and 2 months..'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/TUeJ2EE256I/AAAAAAAAAMI/uwKWb8FH0vg/s72-c/P3190302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-9179255701911559752</id><published>2009-10-29T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:41:33.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update terbaru...hahaha</title><content type='html'>Hmmm..lama dah update kat blog ni..Kan3? Hihih..Status aku sebagai seorang pelajar kat UM membantutkan niat aku nak bersuka ria sangat. Seperti biasa, bila dah lama tak update ni, banyaklah cerita yang aku nak share..Sesi luahan perasaan pun ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak suka dan duka aku lalui dalam sebulan dua neh..Pertama sekali, selama 3 minggu berturut2, aku dan s/u JTK JIK KK9 UM, Qama, menghadiri kursus kepimpinan Dale Carnegie. Dan kami telah graduate dengan jayanya...Dari kursus tu, aku dapat rasakan yang aku dah banyak berubah dari segi keyakinan diri dan kematangan diri. Aku dah semakin berani untuk berdepan dengan masyarakat. Di akhir kursus tersebut, En Rosli Hussein mencabar aku utk mencari satu peluang utk aku buktikan bahwa aku dah berubah..Maka, apabila peluang tu muncul aku pun tak mensia2kan..dan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari Ahad seminggu lepas raya, aku menyahut cabaran utk menyertai pertandingan karaoke aidilfitri ataupun Aidilfitri Fantasia anjuran Rumah Terbuka Mahasiswa Melayu KK9 UM. Ternyata cubaan pertama aku dalam pertandingan seumpama itu mendapat hasil apabila aku berjaya mendapat tempat ke-3, sedangkan aku hanya ingin melakukan yang terbaik..Hahaha..Dah rezeki aku malam tu..Yang paling best, bila bakat aku mula diakui oleh sahabat2 dan penyelia2 kolej. Seminggu lepas tu pula, Cik Yaya telah menjemput aku utk perform di kenduri kahwin di Hotel Hilton PJ, tp terpaksa aku tolak sebab ada exam utk english proficiency..Huhuu..Rugi rasanya aku tolak kerana itulah exposure yg aku perlukan..tapi xpelah, lain kali mungkin ada lagi rezeki...Sesungguhnya, aku amat suka menyanyi kerana itulah salah satu caranya untuk aku melepaskan tension. Rasanya bakat dan minat ni aku dapat dari mak kot..Mak pun selalu je aktif menyanyi kat kenduri2 and majlis yg x brapa nak formal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada 23-25 Oktober 2009 plak, aku dan geng2 JTK JIK KK9 telah menghadiri kem khas di Chalet Warisan Rimba, Kampung Kemensah, Ulu Kelang. Master mewajibkan semua kami menyertai kem ini untuk mengeratkan lagi hubungan sesama JTK JIK dan juga penyelia kolej. Memang terasa juga kemesraan kami, terutamanya di kalangan sahabat2 perempuan. Kalau dulu aku agak malu untuk bergurau senda ngan diorang, ternyata semasa kem tu, kami bukan sahaja bergurau senda sesama perempuan, malah sesama budak2 laki. Peristiwa paling best bila mandi kat kolam air suam pukul 12 malam sampai kul 2 pagi...Kak Shafa, Kak Zuliana, Abang Rahimi, Sir Wijen, Sir Ramzi and Master memang sporting habis join kitorang berendam..Jujur aku katakan, semasa kami mula2 menjejakkan kaki di kem tu, rasa nak balik kolej je sebab kemudahan yang ada begitu basic..Bukan sahaja tandas yg tak berapa nak cantik dan selesa, tapi kemudahan elektrik pun xda. Cuma generator yang kami harapkan..Dan bilik2 tempat kami tidur pun bocor..Aku terjaga dalam kesejukan pada pukul 3 pagi kerana atap bocor..Menggigil kesejukan aku dibuatnya..Tapi, itulah namanya kehidupan..Dan, pengalaman yang aku xleh nak lupa adalah bermain paintball. Aku satu team ngan Afiq, Teh Teng Siang, Sir Ramzi dan Kak Sha. Game pertama, aku org ke-2 yang mati dan game kedua, aku org ke-4 yg mati. Adalah peningkatan sikit ye..Time game one-on-one melawan Kak Sha, aku menang..Muahahaha...Aku addicted plak ngan game ni..Nasib baik xda duit time tu, kalu x, memang aku dah main extra lap tau..Kui2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baiklah, aku dah cerita banyak mengenai peristiwa manis kan..Skarang aku nak luah perasaan sikit...Aku bukan apa, adalah kecik hati sket ngan makhluk Tuhan yg tertentu..Aku pun xtau la jenis org yg suka judge a book by its cover ni....At least, aku kat kolej, x penah naik moto skali ngan budak2 laki..aku x tunjuk baik, tp kalu sebab aku pakai ala2 sexy kat bilik (bilik jer, kat luar, sopan sesangat tau) pun dia dah tgk aku lain mcm, mesti ingat aku ni minah sosial ar? dia x tau kisah sebenar camne..aku x hipokrit la weh...aku pakai yg aku rasa selesa kat BILIK, diulangi BILIK. So, kalu nak fikir jahat pasal aku, lantak ar, itu dosa dia ngan Yang Maha Esa...Malas aku nak layan..Prangai depa memang camtu kot..Ingat baik mcm malaikat sangat..Padahal lebih teruk pun ada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last kali, aku nak crita pasal pengalaman g tengok teater budak2 Pusat Kebudayaan kat DBP. Tajuknye Aku Cinta XXX...First time tgk teater memang syok..Aku, Rina, Rita, Wellmancis, William, Asyran, Saiful, Fina and Siti memang enjoy. Enjoy bergambar sakan pun ada..Haha..Cute la pulak abang yg handle bas tu tadi..X sempat nak bgambar ngan dia..Apa2pun, aku bagi 2 thumbs up la kat pelakon2 tadi. Bukan senang ooo nak hafal skrip utk 1 jam sambil buat aksi2 sekali..Aku nak hafal nota 2 pages pun seksa, inikan pula skrip.Memang xleh jadi pelakon la aku neh ha...Kui3..Selesai balik dari DBP, singgah makan kat kafe kolej pulak..Aku makan kungfu ladna...Adeh, sakit perut pulak aku dibuatnya..Yelah, x penah2 makan sebelum ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..panjang gak aku melalut kat sini...Lepas gian katakan..Lepas ni  xtau bila pulak aku nak update blog ni ha...Harap2 dalam study week ni aku akan merajinkan diri mengupdatela ye..Aku pun dah lotih gak neh..Nak cuci muka and tidur..Apa2 hal, aku share dalam post yg akan datang ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata titi tutu...&lt;br /&gt;Hakun Matata!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-9179255701911559752?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/9179255701911559752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=9179255701911559752' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/9179255701911559752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/9179255701911559752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-terbaruhahaha.html' title='Update terbaru...hahaha'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4986115668047717064</id><published>2009-08-21T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T02:19:21.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 3 months ++</title><content type='html'>I swear to the Lord that I didn't even noticed that it's been 3 months since my last post. Goodness me, time flies like a jet plane!! Pheww..life has been quite hectic for me since the beginning of this semester. And I still can't believe that I'm in my 3rd year now. I'm about to do my teaching practical in 2 semesters time. Wahahah..I can't imagine how I'm gonna be like during my TP. Will I make a good trainee? Okay, now I'll do some review of what I've been through for the last few months of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June : Well, needless to say, is the month of happiness and sadness for me. Why? Cause there was Gawai Day that me and my family celebrated like hell..Yet, on the 19th and the 20th, we became silent as to honour the 1st anniversary of my late Grandpa and cousin. I really miss them to the point of crying each time I remembered them. God, please put them by your side in your high kingdom. Miss you Grandpa and Ivong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July : On the 5th of July, I flew back to University of Malaya. Then, on the 9th of July, my course-mates sang me the Happy Birthday song on my 22nd birthday. Hmm..I'm 22 year old, already? Doesn't feel like it. I still feel like a kid trapped in a much older person. Wahahah...Frankly, age doesn't matter for me. What's important is wisdom. As long as you have the wisdom, regardless your age, people will respect you no matter what. Then, somewhere down the line in July, I got a call from Dr Sabri saying that I'm elected as the chairman for the JKP of Welfare and Society of 9th Residential College. It hit me cause I never thought that people actually recognize me as a reliable person, especially for this post. Well, I said okay to Dr Sabri. The rest of the batch of 9th RC's JTK-JIK lineup was announced during the Minggu Mesra Pelajar. I got some good moral support from my dear friends and seniors whom I really aspired and motivated to be like someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August : My seniors' convocation day!! Sadly, I only managed to see Kenny's convo and snapped some pictures with him. I couldn't find Halimi and I didn't attend Becky and Maureen's convo since I was busy with something else that day. But, the view of my seniors in their convo robes and the mortar boards are inspiring and motivating enough for me to brace another day in this beloved university of mine. Nothing is impossible. Struggles are only some parts of a varsity life. There's more to it behind closed door. Being a varsity student gives me a lot of new perspective on my life and others, as well. I am now more open and I've changed a lot, I believe. My confidence leveled way up high and my soft-skills are also developing day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's already the 21st of August. Just 10 more days to Malaysia's 52nd Independence Day. Hopefully, this will bring more revelations for Malaysians to be more proud and grateful for being Malaysians. I don't know why some people are very shameful to introduce themselves as Malaysians? What's wrong with that? Nothing, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Sarawakian, on the other hand, is also the thing that I'm most proud of. We're known for our openness, and our warmth with people around us. It's not hard to be like us. Just put aside your prejudice for other people. I am friends with anybody regardless their skin colour, languages, backgrounds etc. I never judge people without knowing them and I hate people who made pre-assumptions about other people without actually talking and knowing that other people. That is just plain unfair. Everybody has his/her flaws. Nobody's perfect. Tell me who's perfect and I'll give you a big Salute!! Even the Pope has his flaws. So, please whoever it is that keeps judging people blindly, stop it. I don't think people like you anyway. That's why we mingle and socialise. It's to make us more aware of our surroundings and be more sensitive to others' feelings. We can't live alone in this big world. Some might say that the Earth is such a small place, but for me, it is big, big world. There is just too many beautiful sides of our life here to be violated.  Rite peeps??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhh...I've been babbling way too long here. Thanks to Miss Li Chin for reminding me to update my blog. I'm very busy Li Chin Tan. Assignments here and there. Phew..just another beauty of being a student...Hahah..Anywho, I'm gonna sign off now. Beauty sleep is waiting for moi. Lydia, let's see who got the best panda eyes next week ya. Heheh. Chow cin chow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Rheitta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4986115668047717064?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4986115668047717064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4986115668047717064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4986115668047717064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4986115668047717064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-3-months.html' title='After 3 months ++'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4655112681976684100</id><published>2009-05-21T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:56:19.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menghitung Hari</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmmm...Lambatnya masa berlalu. Boring plak kat rumah ni bila adik2 semua dah pg kolej. Tinggal aku ngan nenek, makcik n 2 org anak dia dan mama je kat umah. Xde dah org yg nak gaduh ngan aku. Patutla mama x sabar2 tunggu aku balik kampung. Rupa2nya, kesunyian memang boleh membunuh. Aku nak keja part time, mama x bagi. Duduk kat umah plak, asyik makan tidur makan tidur. X tau la apa nak jadi. Kalau ada internet kat umah, xpe juga. Ni, skali skala baru leh bukak FB dan check blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mcm abg Faizul kata, sunyi bangat. Sedih rasa ati bila baca entri abang faizul yg bertajuk Sy Redha Dalam Berkawan. Bang, kawan menangis memang susah nak dapat. kawan yg suka mengambil kesempatan ramai. Sy masih ingat lagi masa tingkatan 1-3 dulu. Tetiba je akak2 senior yg sy x kenal langsung nak berbaik dgn sy. Siap puji kata tulisan sy cantik la, sy ni baik la...Tapi, ada udang di sebalik batu. Diorang sebenarnya nak sy kenalkan diorang kat cousin sy ni. cousin sy time tu, atlit sekolah dan merangkap atlit SUKMA. so, banyak la aweks2 yg suka kat dia ni. tp, sy bolayan je akak2 senior tu..Kalau suka kat cousin sy tu, cakap je la kat dia. Bukannya sy yg pegang hati dan perasaan dia, ye tak? hahah...Mcm tu la dunia ni bang. Sy pun beberapa kali dah ditikam dari belakang. tp, malas nak amik port sgt. Bagi sy, dosa2 mereka tu biarlah Tuhan je yang bayar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 dan 20 jun ni ulangtahun pertama arwah atuk dan kazen. Sayu hati ni bila mengenangkan orang tersayang yang dah pergi jumpa yang Maha Esa. Tapi, sy bersyukur sebab sempat jaga arwah atuk sebelum dia meninggal. Malah, sayalah org terakhir yg lihat atuk bernyawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa2pun, ini sahaja buat waktu ini. Sampai ketemu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4655112681976684100?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4655112681976684100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4655112681976684100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4655112681976684100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4655112681976684100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/05/menghitung-hari.html' title='Menghitung Hari'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-1988694151225139767</id><published>2009-05-21T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:42:55.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG DARI FAIRUZ SELAMAT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; 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Apakah hubungan awak dengan dia (insan yang menge-TAG anda?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kawan blog. hehe...dulu dia pernah perform kat Malam Kebudayaan kolej Sembilan. Makaseh Fairuz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;    p/s : sy salah sorang drp ajk malam tuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. 5 impressions terhadap si dia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fairuz ni amat berbakat dalam dunia seni, bukan bidang nyanyian jer (satu UM tahu..), peramah, rendah diri (nampak sgt ms dia perform kat kolej 9 dl..Dr Sabri pun kata camtu), tau apa yg dia nak, gila2 remaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Perkara yang paling memorable dia pernah lakukan kat awak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dia telah mengetag saya dan memberikan award di bawah. Makaseh dong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Perkara paling memorable dia cakap kat awak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; xde lg...tiada kesempatan nak berborak ngan dia...mudah2an di masa depan ye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;5. Kalau dia kekasih awak, awak akan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; sy akan belikan stok KFC sebulan dan belanja karaoke...X gitu Fairuz? Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Kalau dia jadi musuh anda, anda akan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hmm....x idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;7. Kalau dia kekasih anda, dia perlu improve dlm...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; X komen. ye la, x kenal dia secara in person lagi&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. kalau dia jadi musuh anda mungkin kerana...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  ni lagi x tau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;9. Overall impression tentang dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Super talented!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;10. The most desirable thing to do with her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   nak blaja vokal ngan dia dan abe faizul..boleh ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;11. Apakah anda rasa tentang pandangan orang terhadap anda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Kadang2 ye, kadang2 tak. hidup ni terlalu indah utk terlalu pikirkan sgt pandangan org lain terhadap kita..Jgn buat bodo sgt sudah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;12. The character of you for yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Suka pendam perasaan..huhu...dan x reti nak bermanja2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;13. on the contrary, the character you hate about yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Sgt kuat makan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;14. The ideal person you want to be with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   Mama tersayang, keluarga tersayang dan kengkawan tersayang..Muah3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;15. For people who like you, tell something to them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanx and XOXO from me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TAG dari Fairuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/ShVNstH82PI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JMdvAbc9BCM/s1600-h/boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/ShVNstH82PI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JMdvAbc9BCM/s400/boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338258363740117234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Put this badge in your awesome blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Award this badge to 10 bloggets whom you think are inspirational and friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Make sure you put the 'recipients' names here, along with their links.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Let them know about this.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oleh itu, sy menge-TAG anda di bawah ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Saint Ritz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Albario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Abe Faizul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. abe Saifol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Amin Massa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Azizul hasri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ListParagraph"  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. 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Hehe…abang Faizul juga PM masa haluan siswa kami dulu…Dan, dia sekarang kawan sy kat Facebook, YM dan of course, blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;2) 5 impressions terhadap si dia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Comey sgt2, berbakat dlm bidang nyanyian, peramah sgt2, senior yg cool dan sempoi, tak lokek dgn ilmu, dan inspirational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;3) Perkara yang paling memorable dia pernah lakukan kat awak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Abe Faizul ajak join FESENI tahun depan. Huhu…Lagi satu, dia byk mengajar sy tanpa dia sedari akan kepentingan kita merendah diri dan selalu menghargai orang2 di sekeliling kita. Makaseh bang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;4) Perkara yang paling memorable dia cakap kat awak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;“Abang orang kampung, and I’m proud and will always be proud of it”. Abe Faizul said this masa kami chatting kat YM. Sy rasa amat penting bagi kita utk berbangga dgn asal usul kita, bak kata Abe Faizul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5) Kalau dia kekasih awak, awak akan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Sy akan belikan teddy bEar byk2 utk abang Faizul. Dia kan comey cam teddy bear. Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;6) Kalau dia jadi musuh anda, anda akan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Rasanya, xde sapa bermusuh ngan abe Faizul. He’s a very nice person and very approachable. Buktinya, dia brkawan dgn junior dan senior tanpa sebarang prejudis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;7) Kalau dia jadi kekasih anda, dia perlu improve dalam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Tepuk dada, Tanya selera. Kan3, abg Faizul? Nobody’s perfect. Tapi, kalau boleh, abg Faizul jgn terlalu merendah diri ek. People look up to you, tau. Shayang senior ni…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;8) Kalau dia jadi musuh anda mungkin kerana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;X idea. Cam impossible je nak bermusuh ngan abe faizul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;9) Overall impresion tentang dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Salah seorang drp senior2 yang amat sempoi, kool dan down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;10) The most desirable thing to do to her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Nak berduet lagu irama tradisional ngan abe faizul. Hehe.boleh ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;11) Apakah anda rasa tentang pandangan orang terhadap anda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes it bothers me, sometimes I just don’t give a damn. Life is too wonderful and beautiful and short to think about what people say about you. Just cherish life before you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;12) The character of you for yourself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Sy jenis yg x tau nak bermanja2. Kasar sgt2. Kalau x caya, tanya cik rina tersayang..huhu..Sebab tu, sy x reti nak pujuk org yang bersedih. Lagi satu, sy jenis suka pendam perasaan. Kalau marah pun, sy xkan tunjuk. Tp, bila meletup, bahaya tuu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;13) On contrary, the character you hate about you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Sy amat suka makan..Huhu..Kalau boleh, xnak makan seminggu tau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;14) The ideal person you want to be with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Mommy tersayang, famili dan kengkawan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;15) For people who like you, tell something about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Thanx for making my life even more meaningful and precious. Muah3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;16) Ten people you tag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Bang, follower x smpi 10 g..Huhu..Sy tag yang ada je ek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Saint Ritz. (senior kkkb yg mereng…kah3)&lt;br /&gt;2) Azizul Hasri (blogger yg aktif dgn kata2 penuh madah dan keinsafan)&lt;br /&gt;3) Amin Massa (blogger yg kreatif menghasilkan cerita2 lawak tahap gaban)&lt;br /&gt;4) Albario (junior kkkb yg tua dr sy..kih3..jgn marah oo Ady)&lt;br /&gt;5) Abg Saifol Lizam(kawan baru melalui blog abe faizul…hehe..salam &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;perkenalan)&lt;br /&gt;6) Dan semua follower lain..Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;17) Number 2 ada hubungan dengan siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Ada hubungan ngan wife tersayang beliau. Heheh.X gitu, Azizul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;18) Is number 3 male or female..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;orang laki 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;19) If number 7 dengan number 10 ada relationship.. Is it a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Huhu..Xde nombor 7 ngan 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;20) Number 1 belajar apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Dia undergrad PAKK. Nanti, jadi cikgu sekolah rendah. Hehe..Amat kenja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;orangnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;21) Macam mana dengan number 5 dan number 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Nombor 5 ngan nomor 8? X tau la pasal xda nombor 8…huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;22) Number 4 single ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;entah la plak. Oit, Ady, ada sudah ka gf ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;23) Say something about number 6..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;X tau…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;24) Number 9 kelakar ker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Lagi x tau…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wahaha…ni la tag dr abe faizul..Semakin rajin dia mengetag rakan2 blog dia neh…Hehe…Xpe2, nanti turn sy plak mengetag kengkawan blog neh..Nantikan. 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Sebanyak yang anda suka, dan nyatakan umur anda di dalam foto itu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/ShVGAFxi5hI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4lcx2LsMhHw/s1600-h/my+baby+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/ShVGAFxi5hI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4lcx2LsMhHw/s400/my+baby+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338249900681520658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Haha..ni gambo kita masa baby lagi…x tau plak umo brapa..1 lebih kot..nampak cam baby boy kan3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/ShVG4j2es7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/XL03S7lcz2c/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/ShVG4j2es7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/XL03S7lcz2c/s400/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338250870827955122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Ni plak gamba time Christmas tahun 1997 rasanye..nape gamba ni fave? Sebab time ni gamba ngan adik2 tersayang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;3) Senaraikan 5 kejadian menarik untuk dikongsikan sewaktu anda kecil (kemalangan, perkara memalukan dan sebagainya)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;i) masa umor lebih kurang 10 taun, sy pernah terjatuh bedebuk dr buaian..hehe…masa tu nak tunjuk skill ayun buaian tu tinggi2, last2 sy hilang kawalan…dan jatuh ke lopak air bawah buaian tu..malunyer..dah la ramai org nampak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;ii) ada satu hari tu, saya dan adik bongsu guna shortcut nak pg umah makcik. Tiba2, kami ternampak sarang tebuan atas pokok yg x begitu tinggi. Adik sy usik sarang tu, tapi sy kata jgn, sebab takut kene kejar…haha…tp, adik sy degil dan dia baling batu kat sarang tebuan tu. Dah nasib agaknya, sarang tu jatuh lalu menyebabkan para tebuan yang bengang mengejar kami berdua. Apalagi, sy dan adik sy pun lari lintang pukang, tp tebuan2 tu berjaya menyengat kami berdua..Selama3 hari badan sy dan adik lebam2 dan bengkak akibat sengatan..huhu…nyesalnya..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;iii) masa kecik, saya memang nakal sangat2..mengalahkan budak laki2..selalu je saya kene tibai ngan mak. Huhu..dan masa kecik, sy amat garang dgn adik2 saya..gaduh pun dah mcm nak perang dunia ke-3, sampaikan mak geleng kepala je sebab x tau nak buat apa nak ubah perangai nates sya tu..tp, berkat didikan mak, sy berjaya ke universiti hari ni..Thanx mommy. Muah3..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;iv) Masa umo 9 tahun kot, saya dan keluarga pergi berkelah kat sebuah air terjun di kawasan kuching. Seronok mandi manda kat situ. Di tengah2 air terjun tu, ada sebuah batu tongkol yang besar. Saya dengan skill berenang yg x seberapa nak handal pun mula berenang ke arah batu tu. Tanpa sy sedari, kawasan tengah air terjun sekeliling batu tu dalam. Jd, bl semakin dekat ke arah batu tu, sy penat. Ye la, umo 9 tahun nak berenang mcm org besar &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;..Bila dah penat, sy x larat nak berenang, jd sy pun mula tenggelam dan lemas. Nasib baik, ada sorang abang tu ternampak tangan sy yg terkapai2 dan terus terjun dlm air dan tarik tangan sy ke tebing. Kalau x, dah jadi penghuni syurga dah sy neh..huhu..Makasih bang. Lepas tu, seharian sy kena lecture ngan mama..Redha je la..Salah sy jugak..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;v) Antara kenangan manis masa kecik adalah bila disenaraikan sebagai pemain bola tampar bawah 12 tahun untuk negeri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" st="on"&gt;Sarawak&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;. Tapi, masa tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" st="on"&gt;Sarawak&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; xda bajet nak hantar pasukan utk bertanding ke Perak. So, sy dan rakan2 yg disenaraikan tu x dpt nak pg bertanding. Huhu..Memang sedih sgt2. Sy memang amat minat bersukan, terutamanya bola tampar. Sebab tu la sampai sekarang sy main bola tampar utk kolej 9 for SUKMUM. MASUM je xde rezeki lagi. Masa sekolah rendah, selain drp pemain bola tampar, sy pernah jd sprinter (dulu sy keding tau..), pemain hoki sekolah, lompat tinggi (salah landing telah menyebabkan sy berparut di siku kiri smpi skarang),lompat jauh, bola jaring dan lontar peluru. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;4) Apa nama panggilan anda sewaktu kecil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Nama panggilan sy kat rumah : Bibi (kih3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Nama glamer kat skolah rendah : Bibi, Ta,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Nama glamer kat sekolah menengah : Mak Teng (sy pun tau maksudnya, ni geng2 laki yg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;bagi..), Rita, Ta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;5) Tag 10 kawan blog anda... Pastikan mereka jawab!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Hmmm…Sy ada 8 je follower tapi xpe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Dengan ini, sy mengisytiharkan saya mengetag kesemua kawan2 blog sy. Hehe..Padan muka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-7484092660953063365?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/7484092660953063365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=7484092660953063365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/7484092660953063365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/7484092660953063365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/05/tag-yang-tertangguh-dari-abang-faizul.html' title='TAG YANG TERTANGGUH DARI ABANG FAIZUL'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/ShVGAFxi5hI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4lcx2LsMhHw/s72-c/my+baby+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4602415257874324797</id><published>2009-05-03T04:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T04:23:30.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BALIK KAMPUNG!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Alamak, bila check blog abg faizul, nampaknya dia dah tag aku lagi...hehehe..sori bang, x sempat nak buat dlm masa minggu ni, biasa la exam week kan. kih2...tapi, sy janji akan lunaskan tanggungjawab di-tag bila kat kpg k. lagipun, sy xda gambo time kecik dlm btk dgital lg...hik2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku skarang tgh mengira minit2 yang berlalu sblm meninggalkan kota metropolitan KL ini..terlalu byk peristiwa dan pengalaman yg telah aku timba sepanjang tahun ke-2 aku di UM ni..manis, masin, masam, pahit..semua ada.pengalaman mcm nilah yg membuatkan kita dewasa, kan3? aku plak memang rasa beban 1 tan dah teralih dr bahu aku sebab semua benda yg menyebabkan aku 'terikat' kat kolej sepanjang sesi ni dah pun berakhir..x lain x bukan..projek catur aku...huhu..projek ni boleh dikira berjaya la jugak...berbaloi penat lelah aku dan ajk2 aku yg byk membantu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang sem ni juga aku langsung x pegang buku atau yg sewaktu dgnnya...terlalu sibuk mencapap aktvt kolej, sehinggakan perangai ni terbawa2 ke exam sem ni..serius, ak memang x ulangkajji langsung, kalau pointer aku turun sem ni, aku tawakal je la...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah, aku nak tido sat..pasni nak bangun mandi n siap2 sebelum pg kl sentral n trus ke lcct...KUCHING, NANTIKAN KEPULANGANKU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4602415257874324797?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4602415257874324797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4602415257874324797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4602415257874324797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4602415257874324797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/05/balik-kampung.html' title='BALIK KAMPUNG!!!!!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-7103553360810691553</id><published>2009-04-27T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:57:33.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pengalaman kena tagged ngan abg faizul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SfUsuz6v1hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ke6xIUbtPzs/s1600-h/Blogger_Friendship_Award_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 115px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SfUsuz6v1hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ke6xIUbtPzs/s400/Blogger_Friendship_Award_2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329214916785067538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha....tekejut jugak bila kena Tagged ni. Mula2 ada gak fikir, apa dia menatang Tagged ni? Tapi, bila2 tgk kat entry2 blog abg Faizul, paham jugek akhirnya.. Hak2...Makaseh bang Faizul sebab tagged saya dgn ayat Gadis Borneo yg cantik...akakaka..kembang seinci idung ni. Ok, mari kita lihat perjalanan pengalaman pertama aku di-Tagged neh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Copy badge "2009 Cute's Blogger Award" di atas untuk diletakkan di blog anda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bang faizul, kite dah copy dah..shomey gak kartun tu naik vespa..ngee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Link/ceritakan kembali siapa yang memberikan award ini kepada anda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Award ni telah dianugerahkan kpd diriku oleh senior TESL ku yang bernama abg Faizul. Beliau terlebih dahulu ku kenali semasa Haluansiswa..Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Setiap blogger mesti menyatakan 10 fakta/hobi diri sendiri sebelum memilih&lt;br /&gt; penerima award seterusnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;alahai 10 fakta/hobi? banyak nyer bang faizul...xpe, demi senior tersayang, ini dia 10 fakta tersebut...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   i) Aku amat suka menyanyi..kalau x caya tanya roomate a.k.a best fren kesayangan ku, cik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;       rina hazwany..ngahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  ii) amat suka mengenali budaya kaum dan negeri lain..sy minat dikir barat, suka nyanyi lagu2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;       melayu asli...huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  iii) mempunyai gelak yg amat kuat..malu siot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  iv) amat menghormati senior2 saya di kolej, terutamanya bekas PM haluansiswa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;        2007/2008...sayang korunk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  v) Saya amat ingin berkhidmat sbg ahli diplomat suatu hari nanti. Afrika pula destinasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;       impian..saya ingin menolong saudara2 kita di sana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  vi) Amat menggemari warna Ungu a.k.a Purple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  vii) Amat meminati Syamsul Yusof, Jehan Miskin dan Fahrin Ahmad..Kuang3..Bang Faizul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;         doakan spy Rheitta jumpa diorang cepat2 ek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   viii) Sekarang, sy bergelar undergrad TESL di UM..sy junior bang faizul...ekekeke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   viv) Saya paling sayang ibu saya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   x) Last skali, sesi2009/2010, sy nak join SUKMUM dan FESENI..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;4. Anda perlu memilih 6 penerima award seterusnya dan menyatakan nama&lt;br /&gt;  mereka di blog anda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hmm...tp kan, follower blog kite x byk lagi..huhu..xpela, ni dia senarai pemenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   anugerah...ahakz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   a) Azizul Hasri..member yg dikenali melalui facebook..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   b) Rita Lenguan Jang...senior Borneo dan sefakulti..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   c) Albario Valentina....junior Borneo dr fak sains...junior, tp tua dr sy tau...jgn marah ady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Begitulah alkisahnya saya dan proses menjawab soalan2 Tagged dr abg faizul...wahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-7103553360810691553?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/7103553360810691553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=7103553360810691553' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/7103553360810691553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/7103553360810691553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/04/pengalaman-kena-tagged-ngan-abg-faizul.html' title='Pengalaman kena tagged ngan abg faizul'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SfUsuz6v1hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ke6xIUbtPzs/s72-c/Blogger_Friendship_Award_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-5179596913347220462</id><published>2009-04-17T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:23:35.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APA2 AJE</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...A lot has been happening in my life since last week. I went to Easter Sunday Mass alone and then, i went to Mid to do some shopping. Best jugak jalan2 sorang2 neh..Teringat time first year dulu, aku penah pg Port Klang ngan Pasar Seni sorang2..Selamba badak jer aku jalan..Ye la, time tu aku still innocent lagi.Ingatkan KL ni masih belum dinodai dengan anasir2 jahat..chewah ayat..Tp, skarang nak jalan sorang pg kampus pun kadang2 rasa was2 gak..Apatah lagi dulu aku penah menyaksikan sendiri dengan anak mata kepala aku sendiri seorang kakak ni diragut. Huhu..Kat depan KFC plak tuh..Trauma sey..&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah plan baik punyer mana aku nak p Cuti2 Malaysia semester depan..Hehe..Kawan2 ajak aku pg Batu Feringghi..aku plak kepingin sih mau pg Kuala Gandah...nak mandi ngan gajah.tp kawan2 ku just gelak kambing jerk bila aku mengutarakan keinginan ku tersebut..Tihihi..Salah ker aku nak mandi ngan gajah? Makhluk Tuhan tuu...X baik gelak2 tau..Kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Isnin lepas, aku pg Melaka ngan kawanku, Rina ke rumah Pak Andak beliau utk melawat baby girl pakciknya itu..Sangat cute baby tu..Nama dia Balqia Iliani..comey kan nama dia? Tp yg sedihnyer, kitorang x sempat nak ambil gambaq ngan Balqis..Huhu..Sedey neh..Bila taun nak ader baby sendiri? (Cepumas punyer soalan)..Aku dan Rina ingatkan nak pg jalan2 kat Melaka, tp x jadi plak cause x tau nak amik bas mana satu..So, kami memeruk di rumah pakcik dier la jawabnya..sambil menjaga baby Balqis..Tihihi..Tp, petang tu sempat jugak ar kitorang jalan2 kat deretan kedai depan taman perumahan tuh..boleh lar..jalan2 gak namanye tu...Hari Rabu plak kitorang balik UM..Sampai2 jerk..kitorang terus serbu Facebook masing2 sebab 3 hari x dpt buka FB..Sampai mcm tu skali..pastu, kitorang pun start buat and settle assignment drama utk dihantar Hari Jumaat yakni Hari ini pada pukul 3 nanti..Perghh..Drama memang susah la nak study..apa yg aku merapu dalam assignment tu pun aku x tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi ni aku bangun dengan semangat berkobar2 nak siapkan assignment drama dan tadaa...dah siap pun..tunggu nak hantar jerk nanti. Pasni, konsentret kat full report Chess plak dah..Haiii..x habis2 keja..Sem depan aku nak join FESENI ngan SUKMUM jerk la..FESENI nak berguru ngan Abang Faizul, Amirul ngan Yaya..Heheh..Gedik jer aku nak join FESENI neh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sekali, aku ngan Rina dah plan nak g tengok citer Bohsia 27 April nanti. aku nak tgk filem ni bukan apa, sebab ada Syamsul yusof dalam tuh..hehe..aku pun x tau naper aku minat sgt kat dier walaupun org dok kutuk die..Dia ada karisma dan daya penarik ang2 gitu bagi aku..Kat bawah neh aku ada bubuh gambar poster filem neh (psst..aku amik gambar ni kat blogspot adik syamsul yusof sendiri..hehe)Tapi adik syamsul ni ikut muka mak diorang..syamsul byk ikut muka ayah diorang.hmm..Tp, filem ni mmang nampak gempaq ar..trailer pun mengancam jer.huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/Segfdoko0LI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LSn5m9PO59I/s1600-h/newbohsia.jpgr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/Segfdoko0LI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LSn5m9PO59I/s400/newbohsia.jpgr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325541153333366962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak dah aku mengomel kot..hehe...tapi aku sbenanya agak sedih la gak skarang..sem depan ramai senior2 aku, terutamanya KKKB KK9 akan keluar atau grad..xde dah guide kitorang yg junior2 neh..Huk2..sedey..aku harap diorang akan sentiasa sukses dlm apa pun yg diorang buat..Jangan la lupa kat aku neh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-5179596913347220462?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/5179596913347220462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=5179596913347220462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5179596913347220462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5179596913347220462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/04/apa2-aje.html' title='APA2 AJE'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/Segfdoko0LI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LSn5m9PO59I/s72-c/newbohsia.jpgr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-5992238379565846748</id><published>2009-04-10T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:27:14.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY GOOD FRIDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Christians all over the world is celebrating the most important and memorable day of Christianity. Today, the Lord Jesus died on the cross for us, brought together all sins of human kind, thus cleansing us from all sins. Let us all repent and bring our heart close to Him as we await for the 3rd day of His departure; the day He will rise again to His Father in Heaven. 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font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank God, I'm so over with Language Learning &amp;amp; Language Use paper..Nghahaha...I can finally breathe easier now. I need to prepare for 4 papers though..But, the thought of going home and being with mommy and family is feeling me that i just can't be bothered enough by exams. It's just me..I feel this way every single semester. It's not like I don't care at all 'bout my exams and pointer, but I am home only twice per year so, I won't take it for granted. Mommy, please be ready with your cookings when I'm going home..Lord, the 1 hour and 45 minutes flight feels like forever whenever the journey is from KL to Kuching. I just stare and look at those sometimes cute stewards..Tihihi..Yeah, most of them are taken, sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I can't sleep nor stay put on flight. So, I'll usually bring any novels or reading materials to entertain myself or I just look outside the window and stare at those blinding white clouds..Who knows clouds can be so white that they actually blind you? Huh..talk about seeing stars after looking at the clouds..Hahaha..Whatever it is, mommy has been calling and sms-ing me quiet often this days and she said that she misses me..Aaawwh..Nobody's home except for grandma, aunt Patricia and her 2 sons. My 2 brothers have gone to INTI college to pursue their dreams in Hotel Management. So, obviously, Mommy is lonely at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I went to the church with Kenny, Puyang and met Elvenna, Bario, Becky, William and Well there to do our part on Holy Thursday. During the vigil, the ambience of the whole Holy Thursday brought tears to me...I miss my late grandpa and cousin suddenly. Usualy, at this time of the year when I was still in high school, we will gather and have a BBQ session. But now, grandpa and cousin are gone forever. Hopefully, God will tel them that I miss them badly and greatly. This June 19th and June 20th are the days of their first anniversary of departure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-2391025308007775120?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/2391025308007775120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=2391025308007775120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2391025308007775120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2391025308007775120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-wait.html' title='I CAN&apos;T WAIT...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-2792861190314089816</id><published>2009-04-08T05:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T06:03:27.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak dapat tido...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...skarang dah kul 5.53 pagi tp mata aku still x ngantuk g..camana ni? kul 9am nak kena pg bilik kak Rita plak dah...huhu..ni la akibatnya terlebih tido..petang tadi nasib baik aku terjaga nak pg kelas..kalu x, kena bar la aku jawabnya...aku skarang tengah busy menghitung hari nak balik kampung...huhuh...ada lebih kurang 3 minggu je lagi sebelum nak balik kampung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi 3 minggu ni juga merupakan minggu terakhir aku sebagai pelajar 2nd year TESL kat UM ni...tihihi...x sangka, dah nak masuk 3rd year dah..kawan2 aku yg program 3 tahun plak akan jadi budak2 final year..best giler..tp, aku paling x sabar nak tunggu pg buat teaching practical...macam mana la gamaknya student aku nanti yek? adakah sesengal tapi sopan mcm aku? Ngahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem ni, aku ada 4 paper je for finals...tp subjek2 yg mmg haru gak ar nak study..aku pun x tau sama ada pointer aku boleh naik lagi...sem lepas adalah peningkatan sikit..hehe..tp, kalu sem ni pointer aku x naik pun, aku trima je..lagipun, sem ni aku dan kawan2 teramatlah sibuk dan mencapap dengan plbgi projek yg ada di kolej 9 neh..Aku dgn projek catur aku..tp, skarang memang aku lega giler2 sebab post-mortem pun dah abis..tinggal nak buat laporan je..skarang, aku kena buat laporan untuk kelab kebudayaan dan kebajikan borneo la plak..haii...x hbs2 keja aku sem ni..assignmnt drama pun x buat g padahal minggu depan dah nak hantar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panjang dah aku mengomel kat cni..better main facebook jap..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-2792861190314089816?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/2792861190314089816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=2792861190314089816' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2792861190314089816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2792861190314089816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/04/tak-dapat-tido.html' title='Tak dapat tido...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-8527372369304495149</id><published>2009-03-22T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:59:44.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Week</title><content type='html'>This week is gonna be the most intense week for me. I have to submit 2 assignments and most importantly, my projek : the open chess tournament, will be commenced on the 29th of march. Huuhuhu...We're trying very hard finding participants. We hope to get at least 25 teams so that we don't hv to worry so much about the money. The saddest part is that i get the worst project advisor ever. And, i have to use RM2k of my own money to support this project in advance. Mommy, help me. This whole day, i've been waiting for any confirmation from my volleyball coach regarding my participation in MASUM. Will I be selected or not? Selected or not, I'm happy either way. My friend's mom met with an accident and when i heard bout this, I really pity my friend. She has been dealing with a lot of problems this semester that she quit studying and now, this happens. I hope that she's strong and will look at this positively. Huhu...Lord, please be with her even though she's from a different religion and race from me. Your love knows no boundaries. I wis that i can be with her now, to console her and talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mommy!! I wanna go home!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-8527372369304495149?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/8527372369304495149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=8527372369304495149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/8527372369304495149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/8527372369304495149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/03/emotional-week.html' title='Emotional Week'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4800010570813162771</id><published>2009-02-16T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:10:09.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FESTIVAL TARI KANAK-KANAK 2009</title><content type='html'>For this time around, i'll make my post in Bahasa.&lt;br /&gt;Pada 7 Februari lepas, sy dan kawan sy pg la tgk Festival Tari Kanak2 anjuran Kolej Kediaman Kinabalu.. Anatara pemarik minat sy adalah kerana tetamu kehormatnya iaitu Tuan Hj Aznil Hj Nawawi. Tp, bl kami nak pg tgk lepas kelas kami hbs kul 12, rupa2nya diorang tgh rehat lunch lg.Alamak..kami pun menapak la kat kafe KPS sambil menunggu pukul 2.30 petang untuk majlis bermula semula...tp, penat memang terubat giler2 punyer bl nampak Pak Nil datang..muahahahah..sy sempat la tangkap gambar pak nil dr jauh...ucapan dia pun sy rakam tau..hehehe.seronok tgk pak nil melayan budak2 tu...mcm mana dia kat tv, mcm tu la dia kat pentas ari tu...sporting gler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sy memang tabik spring ar kat MT FESTAKA tu...memang grand giler majlis ari tu..rasanya, stakat ni, projek ni la yg gempak. sy pun x tau nak kata apa...i gv u guys 2 thumbs up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4800010570813162771?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4800010570813162771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4800010570813162771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4800010570813162771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4800010570813162771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/02/festival-tari-kanak-kanak-2009.html' title='FESTIVAL TARI KANAK-KANAK 2009'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4879107320869879577</id><published>2009-01-29T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:17:10.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating Disaster! &amp; Sleepy-headed Cab Driver</title><content type='html'>Here it goes..on that fateful January 27th, 2009, my friend Puyang, her cousin, her cousin's friend and i went to Sunway Pyramid to have some fun. So, Puyang and i decided to head for ice-skating. Her cousin and the friend refused to join in the fun for some reason..hehehehe...Before the much coveted ice skating session, the 4 of us managed to squeeze an hour of karaoke session and we sang our heart out.. Huhu..So, okay, i led Puyang into the rink and skated happily round the rink gracefully..huhu..all things were going great until the last round around the rink. when Puyang and i were gleefully trying to go to the middle of the rink, a foreign guy(i omitted the race for racism matter) knocked me from behind and of course, that caused me to fall flat on my bum and brought Puyang to the icy floor as well. That seriously bad-mannered guy just got up and brushed his big ass and walked away, leaving me and Puyang trying to get up on ourselves with helps from some KIDS and the rink guard. My arm was sprained a bit. That guy didn't even apologize to us. Well, let's just say that that incident made me loose my mood to keep on ice skating. Bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after that, we decided to go back to our college..I dunno if the day was supposed to be all unlucky on us or what, but...we landed our butt in the worst taxi ever!! Not the taxi, but the driver. He was sleepy and he drove the cab to the middle of the road twice! As unusual as it is for me to bark at somebody i dunno, i SCOWLED at the driver when i noticed that he was driving with eyes CLOSED!! OMG, he was risking our dear lives and i'm not gonna let that happen. Thank God, he awakens and keeps on driving like shit. I can even drive better than him. The driver was not a Malaysian and he keeps on asking silly questions like "Do you eat tiger meat?" Duh..Talking bout me being annoyed to the limit of being driven off the wall. So people, if you ever encounter the cab with this plate number HB 5885 with perhaps a Bangla driver, don't ever step your foot into that cab. Run for your dear life!! That guy is mui loco!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4879107320869879577?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4879107320869879577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4879107320869879577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4879107320869879577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4879107320869879577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-skating-disaster-sleepy-headed-cab.html' title='Ice Skating Disaster! &amp; Sleepy-headed Cab Driver'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-6081581474988993199</id><published>2009-01-26T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:34:03.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh..</title><content type='html'>Now, it's the Chinese New Year holidays. I'm stuck in my college with nothing much to do except for internet surfing and downloading stuffs. Huhhh...Can life be more boring than this? Anyway, i think that this semester will be spent real quick and suddenly, i'll be home again. kah3. i'm busy preparing myself mentally, technically and physically for my chess project. I'm pretty much scared now as i know thatt the odds are quite against me in making this project a successful one. i just have to believe all my friends in the project to help me through it al. Speaking of through it all, i've found this gospel entitled Through It All by the Hillsongs. This song is remarkable and very soothing. So, i'm downloading the rest of the album into my laptop. I really need some kind of religious break now. Tihhihi..I'll be spending today going aroung KL, especially KLCC and also some open shops. Sigh...Tomorrow is the big ice-skating day. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-6081581474988993199?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/6081581474988993199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=6081581474988993199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/6081581474988993199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/6081581474988993199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh..'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-7967402604695523198</id><published>2008-11-16T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:17:34.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am now home!! Wahaha..what a wonderful feeling it is. Just to be home with mummy and my brothers are the kind of therapy that i need after 4 months of exhaustion in UM. I brought home hopes of collecting at least RM50 donations for my project. tihihi..i'm so taunted by the idea of handling a really, really big project next semester. Man, why did i ever got myself into this mess. Christmas is coming soon, but it is still less fun now cause grandpa is gone. I kinda miss him now. It's true what people said you know; we will never realise the importance of that person until he's gone forever. .&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yeah...about this guy that i'm really interested with. He used to have long hair but the latest view of him really melts me. He's cut his hair into those cutie pie short hair.. Haha..seems like he got that vision to cut his hair from somewhere and obviously not from me as i never talked to him anymore since last semester. huhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-7967402604695523198?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/7967402604695523198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=7967402604695523198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/7967402604695523198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/7967402604695523198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-5668430790726858853</id><published>2008-11-07T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T05:09:23.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less one burden...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do I start? Let's just say that i'm in super duper mood now because i've managed to get over educational psychology paper without much trouble and hasle. Haahha...Now, i can care less one more matter in my life..I'm So Over It...like Katherine McPhee said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm now preparing myself for poetry paper dis evening at 3 pm which is going to be conducted at Dewan Tunku Chansellor of UM. Phew...i've yet to revise any notes because you know, the paper is at 3 pm. Come on, i'm not dat much of a bokworm to study so early as all the information will be lost by the time i started answering the questions. Kih2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man, i just can't get rid this excitement of going home..In fact, next thursday by 3 pm, i'll be taking my nap soundly at the comfy of my home sweet home and mummy's cookings. I do wish that time will fly faster so that i can get home even earlier and sooner. Oh yeah, did i mentioned that i've met someone who i haven't see for this whole semester? I saw him at the Bangunan Peperiksaan today while i was waiting for Edu. Psycho. I kinda miss him actually. And, he's looking supa kawaii with that new hair cut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, gotta go now. Need some sleep as it's 5:08 am, 7/11/08 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-5668430790726858853?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/5668430790726858853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=5668430790726858853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5668430790726858853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5668430790726858853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/11/less-one-burden.html' title='Less one burden...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-8131207469537944330</id><published>2008-10-30T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:10:08.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Happy</title><content type='html'>Last night, 29th of October 2008, my friends and I went to this Rumah Terbuka Sarawak bersama Ketua Menteri Sarawak at PWTC. Ha...It was fun. Lots of Sarawakians from within the vicinity ofKL nd other adjacent cities, especially varsity students came. I met a number of new people. Ismet Elisca...But my biggest surprise was when i met Christopher Boreh there too. I saw him first. His face is so familiar, yet i kept it to myself before asking Vivilin. Then, when we were waiting for our bus back to college, Chris came to me and said hi. Hahah..he still remembers me...Tihihi&lt;br /&gt;If the wireless is ok, i might post up some photos here...Hehehe..C ya in another post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-8131207469537944330?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/8131207469537944330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=8131207469537944330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/8131207469537944330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/8131207469537944330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/10/quite-happy.html' title='Quite Happy'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-9216292382844951993</id><published>2008-09-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:30:29.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Integrity Much..</title><content type='html'>Hmm..Being a varsity student really exposes you to a whole new vibrant and colourful of race mixtures. People from different races mingling here and there together. But, despite all this openness, there are some people who keep on clinging to their own race and states. It's okay by me unless they start to condemn those who chose to be more open and friendlier. Thus, making us feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of integrity, i personally believe that when it comes to being friendly, you will be friends with just about anybody from every corners of this world. So, i don't believe that if one of your friends hate this person, then you are obliged to follow suit and hate that person either. For me, this is bulls***. This only shows how shallow our personality is. It is better to know a person before making any assumptions, rite? Would you like it if people hate for no apparent reason? Putting ourselves in somebody else's shoes help us to understand this situation better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, everybody, i believe, is trying their best to keep up with the pressure of today's materialism. Most are willing to spend all their money on something they don't need or even afford, just to show that they are capable of doing so too. Recently, some poems that i've been studying with Dr Sharifah Aishah make me think twice and really make me reflect on myself. I think you guys should read those poems too. They're "The World Is Too Much On Us" and "Composed on Westminster's Bridge". Both poems were written by William Wordsworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, Malaysians are supposedly famous for their friendly cheerful face with Cheshire cat-grin. The truth is, some Malaysians are terrible. They don't even make the slightest effort to return back your smile. It feels like as if  you're smiling to a wall. Sigh...To add pain to the wound, some of us are very prejudice and pesimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this ya.. Bubye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-9216292382844951993?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/9216292382844951993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=9216292382844951993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/9216292382844951993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/9216292382844951993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/09/integrity-much.html' title='Integrity Much..'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-1792715470342403922</id><published>2008-09-24T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:30:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck again to Educational Psychology class. Huh..This is like a torturing chamber for me and it feels like 10 years in hel. ahaa...i m counting days to go back for the semester break and i've asked my mum to buy the tickets and now i'm just need to prepare myself for final exam and then pre-packing my stuffs. I can hear Jingle Bells around me!! They're coming close...Just 2 months and 2 weeks left before that much coveted day of the yea for us Christians. Hehhhe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-1792715470342403922?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/1792715470342403922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=1792715470342403922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/1792715470342403922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/1792715470342403922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/09/boring.html' title='Boring!!!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-1055452399888404649</id><published>2008-08-31T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T02:30:47.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY  51st INDEPENDENCE DAY!! MERDEKA!</title><content type='html'>Hye y'all. Okay, it's been a very busy week for me this week. First, i had to submit 3 assignments on the day. I escaped my Proficiency class to finish up my Poetry assignment. Then, on August 29, my friends and i joined our college's parade in our intravarsity natinal independence's parade. Then, last Saturday morning, we competed in the 'kolum' competition and got 2nd place for it. Then, from 8 pm until 11:45 pm, we spend the time playing games and other stuffs to wait for the 15 minutes before entering into August 31st. At the last 2 minutes, all of us gathered in front of the big screen in Dewan Sri Tanjung. There, we counted the last 10 seconds and......MERDEKA! MERDEKA! MERDEKA!&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun and happy moments on that day. We had some photo sessions. We all went nuts and all of us were GK's. Hak2.&lt;br /&gt;After the whole countdown thingy, we went to KFC to eat because my roomates and i haven't taken our dinner yet.&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all i've to report. C ya in another post to come. Nite nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-1055452399888404649?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/1055452399888404649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=1055452399888404649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/1055452399888404649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/1055452399888404649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-51st-independence-day-merdeka.html' title='HAPPY  51st INDEPENDENCE DAY!! MERDEKA!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-2697805621638817845</id><published>2008-08-22T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:34:49.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I angry? Yes, i am.</title><content type='html'>Huh...i don't know what else should i say about the wireless connection in my beloved college, that is 9th college. Before the 1 week holiday, the connection is like always there or at least i can get connected after 1 am. Now, it's like 'you can see me but you can't get me' kind of way. i can get to the logon page but once i key in the username and the password, it will say 'Login failed'. Huhuhu...The connection is supposed to be super duper fast and clear during the holiday since there are only a few of us on the college. Surprisingly, it is the other way around here. Help me...I nid my wireless to keep browsing my email and most importantly, my Friendster. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of a nice moment, this morning a cute thai guy talked to me while i was trying to get connected to the wireless. And the fact that he's a future doctor really pumps up his hotness level..Sssss..That is what we call as 'gatal' in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better of signing out now for i need to fetch my niece from kotaraya. she's coming over to spend a night with me at my college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-2697805621638817845?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/2697805621638817845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=2697805621638817845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2697805621638817845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2697805621638817845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/08/am-i-angry-yes-i-am.html' title='Am I angry? Yes, i am.'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-3880419889806603426</id><published>2008-08-20T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:44:01.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry!</title><content type='html'>My stomach has been growling since morning. It has been two days since i last had my proper meal which have rice in it. For these 2 days, i've been hanging on pieces of bread and peanut butter. So, finally, priscilla and i went to the pasar malam in  section 17. I was like really craving for rice that i quickly grabbed nasi goreng ayam and a cup of orange juice. we bought some satay as well as some fried chicken butts. Wahahahaha....In the end, we couldn't finish all the food we've bought. I can finally sleep in peace tonite since i've stuffed my belly with loads of food. What should i hv for tomorrow? Huhuhuhu...doing my assignments is so annoying cause i can't look for the right answer to give to my lecturer, especially on my Poetry's assignment. Huh...Anybody knows what the poem Tramp actually means? Help me!!!kah3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling a lil bit homesick. To add to my homesickness, my cousin sms-ed me and asked about my days. I can't wait for this semester to be over so that i can finally be with my family again. Nowhere is better than our home sweet home. Not even the best 5 star hotel in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yeah, i finally got the chance to give some comments of my Friendster's friends. It's been a long time since my last comment. Obviously, studying takes a lot of our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what can i do? That's what studying is all about. You're supposed to study!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : i'm downloading Kabhi Kushi Kabhi Gham from Youtube. Boredom is taking over me by the minute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-3880419889806603426?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/3880419889806603426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=3880419889806603426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/3880419889806603426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/3880419889806603426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/08/hungry.html' title='Hungry!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-2635859746173188975</id><published>2008-08-18T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:36:33.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Experience of Excitement!!</title><content type='html'>Okie, today is Monday, August 18, o8, obviously. My clock shows it's already 10:19 am. I had a very nice sleep last nite cause of the fun i had with some friends last nite.&lt;br /&gt;We went Kotaraya and Mydin last nite. Okay, you may think what's the fun part about that? Everybody goes to Kotaraya. The thing is, I drove there. Me, with 0% knowledge of the KL roads, decided to take the kamikaze kind of courage to drive there with 3 friends; Rita, Priscilla, and Maureen.  The first thing we did was to pray for a safe journey. Our journey to Mydin is okay. But, when we were going out of the parking lot, the car i'm driving slipped down and i almost hit the car behind me. Luckily, i managed to pull over and said sorry to that guy. Then, i pressed the gas pedal hard and we went out of Mydin. Everybody was silent for a minute. Then, we came to our sense. hahaaha...Scary huh..&lt;br /&gt;After Mydin, we went to Section 14. We did some in prompt tu shopping there. Then, we had our late dinner at one of the eating outlet. One thing that made us laugh all they way was the sound the car made. The car is like a man's car with all the big Vroom sound. So, everytime we get out f the car, people looked at us in awe since they don't expect GIRLS to be coming out from the car. Maintaining our coolness and as embarassing as it is for us, we headed straight for the eating outlet. I had mee goreng mamak and a glass of iced milo.&lt;br /&gt;Burp!!Oopsie..After filling our hunger pangs, we went back to college and had a nice rest. Nikki came to my room and we had a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;Bubye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-2635859746173188975?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/2635859746173188975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=2635859746173188975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2635859746173188975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2635859746173188975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/08/experience-of-excitement.html' title='An Experience of Excitement!!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4826116534046371028</id><published>2008-08-17T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:43:07.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>It's Sunday and as usual, there's nothing really interesting has happened in my life today.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7 and get ready for church. Priscilla and I went to the church together and had a very religious hang out. To my surprise, we walked to the church with this cute guy. I used to admire him but after he shaved his head, my admiration for him was gone with the wind. Muahahahaaha...i never like baldie, especially if they are not suited to be bald. God gave us hair, why take them away? Hey, it's my humble opinion anyway. I guess, it all depends on our personal view of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st time today, i spent really long time YM-ing with my friends and my niece. There was a lot of gossips, swearings and funny words. Hahahha...holiday is the only time  that i can sit down and chat with my friends. I even managed to get on their nerves. Hahahah...sorry guys, i just love to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oopss, gotta go...a friend is coming to my room. Her block is having a water shortage and she'll be taking her shower in my block. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See u in the next post...Adios!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4826116534046371028?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4826116534046371028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4826116534046371028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4826116534046371028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4826116534046371028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-5827152751639722687</id><published>2008-08-14T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:32:51.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much needed break!!</title><content type='html'>Phew...At last, the one week holiday is coming. I have been waiting and anticipating for this break all the time. This is the much needed break from all the hasle and the hectic life from UM. But yeah, as much as i would lurve to spend the whole week realxing and pampering myself, i have to wake up to the fact that i have to finish doing 6 assignments during that break. This means 1 assignment per day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i going to go through these?&lt;br /&gt;My roomates went home today, leaving me all alone. It's not like i've never been alone before, it's just that i'm so used to hear them laughing and crackingk jokes. The silence of my room is quite soothing actually. I can just lie on my bed and let my imagination take the lead. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now counting days for my trip to go home. It's still 3 months away, but i am already having a bad homesick. I don't show to my friends though. What irritate me the most now is the fact that i no longer can access the internet from my room. I am always connected to the wireless, but i can't seem to login. I don't why!!! And it has to happen during my need of getting information from the Net. Huhuhu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-5827152751639722687?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/5827152751639722687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=5827152751639722687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5827152751639722687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5827152751639722687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/08/much-needed-break.html' title='Much needed break!!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-6690128881627527236</id><published>2008-07-28T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:30:42.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges of Life</title><content type='html'>Hmmm....last friday (25/7/08), my friend, Liyen and I went to GSC to watch Journey To The Centre Of The Earth 3D version. Brendan Fraser is in it. He's a hunk. That was a real good watching experience. All those 3d effects really blew me up.This was exactly the thing i need before my future lectures, especially my educational psychology class. I don't hate this subject, it's just that the lecturer really creeps me. He is like the supedigger of information. He can make 1 question into 100 different questions.&lt;br /&gt;Every single day after that class, i ended up whining about it to my roomates. Argh...i never feel this for any class. i was very into lectures and tutorials, but this is the only class that i wished i never have to take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-6690128881627527236?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/6690128881627527236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=6690128881627527236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/6690128881627527236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/6690128881627527236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/07/challenges-of-life.html' title='Challenges of Life'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-6499596279439987860</id><published>2008-07-12T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:31:28.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life..Never Ending Journey.</title><content type='html'>These are the summaries of my life since the last 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;June 19, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa passed away. I was the last person in the house to see him alive since i nursed him immediately when i was home for my semester break. Cousin who was on his way to give his last respect to Grandpa joined Grandpa to meet their Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;July 1, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Grandpa passed away. That makes 3 persons from my family passed away just in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;July 6, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to catch a flight at 1:55 pm to KL. Unfortunately, due to my brothers, i missed that damn flight and i had to purchase another ticket. So, i flew back to KL on the 8:50 pm flight. Landed in LCCT at 11 pm and arrived in KL sentral at 12 am. Fetched by my friends to my college. Hah...i was terribly exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;July 7 - today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a terrible cold and sore throat. I also coughed a lot. It was hard for me to talk without sounding like a rocker. On july 7, my friends celebrated my birthday 2 days earlier. It was fun until one of them poured tapioca flour on me and my other 2 female friends. We screamed like hell..But yeah...it was a fun memory that i will never erase from my life.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yeah, i met one of ex-roomates in a post office earlier today.I really miss them, especially when it comes to their laughters and jokes. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's 2:30 am now. I guess should hv my sleep.So, i'm signing off now. See you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-6499596279439987860?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/6499596279439987860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=6499596279439987860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/6499596279439987860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/6499596279439987860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/07/lifenever-ending-journey.html' title='Life..Never Ending Journey.'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-5710171460360510693</id><published>2008-06-11T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:45:59.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a bad day!!</title><content type='html'>Hmm...it's been a while now since my last post. This morning sumthing bad happened to me and my niece. Here it goes. We are supposed to go to the local town and get some stuffs for my uncle's sundry shop. Okay, happily as it is for us to drive ala Tokyo Drift (Wink..) all the way, suddenly i noticed that the ride is going bumpy. So, hey, i decide to pull over and checked the wheels. Nope, nothing's wrong. So, i caried on with my driving. Then, the bumpiness come again and this time it's worse. The car felt like it was going to throw my niece and i out of the car. So, once again, i pulled over and voila! There's the problem. A punctured tyre with a lot of air coming out with a 1 cm hole. dang!! Here we are, with nobody's one the road so early in the morning. we're doomed!. But, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel. Luckily, we pulled over in front of the house of somebody. luckily enough again, they came back from doing their early morning shopping just in time when we were about to burs into tears. So, he helped us to change the wheel. Before you jump into any conclusion, i want you to know that i myself can do the job IF i know where to put the jack. Haha..so, the guy helped and we offer to pay and he refused to take the money. Nice!!&lt;br /&gt;after all that thing is done, my niece and i drove as soon as possible from that place as everybody who was passing by looked at us and we don't want to be the freak show. so, here we are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-5710171460360510693?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/5710171460360510693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=5710171460360510693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5710171460360510693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5710171460360510693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-bad-day.html' title='What a bad day!!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4490586310046983375</id><published>2008-05-21T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:47:50.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>Hua....it has been 2 weeks since my last scratch on my blog. I missed my blog so much!! Huh...being away from a source of wireless connection is such a pain in the a**. Heheh...Okay..Gawai Dayak Celebration is just around the corner. This is the time that i've been waiting for the whole year. It's the time of the year where i get to see and meet a lot of new relatives and visiting fren's home and have a chat wif them. It is more like Christmas but honestly i enjoy Gawai Day more because not everycelebrates, hence making it a special celebration. I am listening to Reflection by Christina Aquilera Bratman while making this post. Kistening to this song really does makes me think about all the memories and incidents that i went through this year. some of 'em are sweet and memorable and soma are stuffs that u wish u'll never remeber for ur whole life. coming of age ( i'm turning 21 dis July 9) doesn't do much work to me. I still act like a stupid person, rarely believing my own capabilities, always get myself in sticky situations, and a lot of other cases. Humm...i wonder when will i be more matured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm listening to Hero by Mariah Carey Cannon...i'm putting their recent surname here. wow...mariah's marriage to nick cannon was a shock to me..it happened too fast. When did they ever hitched up? When did they even meet? When did they say the magic words? When? When? When? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched E! a couple of days ago about Britney. Wonder here is she now? I really pity that gurl..She was like the epitome of beauty and stardom back then and now look at what happened to her? i was never her fan but in this case i do pity her. she lost her children's custody and  i heard that she is dating a photographer/cameraman...the latest i know about her is that she attended Jamie's baby shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...that's all folks. I'll write more and more in my coming posts. Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4490586310046983375?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4490586310046983375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4490586310046983375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4490586310046983375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4490586310046983375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-6811139760072237995</id><published>2008-05-09T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:45:41.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh...</title><content type='html'>Okay..Everybody should know what Internet safety nowadays. We should know it by heart and practice it. I just checked out my fanbox.com mail and then a guy chatted with me. He asked for my number and i said NO! But, he keep on insisting and urging me. for God sake, cut it out dude.. Plus, he wants to meet me which is like the biggest NO NO in internet safety book. Why can't he understand that we r not supposed to meet or contact those we barely meet and knoew from the internet? It's a different story if i actually know him, but the thing is i just know him like 15 minutes ago and he is already pulling my legs. I can't just bark at him and say 'Buzz off!" cause that would definitely hurt him..Hahaha...That's one of the types of people that we will meet online. People may have good intentions at heart, but we'll never know for sure because they are still strangers, no matter how good your online-relationship is. It's way too risky if you were to believe somebody that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough nagging.. For the past 3 days, i'm been a loyal chaffeur for my cousin. I sent her to work and i fetch her mum from work too. This is what i have been doing for this whole week. I thought of getting a job but my mum said no. Geez...i've never really experienced real job before. The closest i got myself was when i became a babysitter. and that was for my cousin where it still felt homey to me. i need a job that brings me outta the house and maybe stay in a dorm or even drive to work. hah...i guess i will have to wait until i finished my studies, huh? whatever...i'm enjoying every single moments of my holiday in kampung anyway. There's not much place to hang out, but hey, it's home sweet home. Couldn't get any better than that. hahaha...So, last monday i went to my scool which is SMK Tun Abdul Razak in Kuching. I met 3 of my teachers. I met my PA teacher (Mdm Aslina) and my Biology teacher (Mdm Wong). Then, i met Mdm Jamai'yah, who regularly went to school with me. Then, my cousin who is teaching there as a substitute treated us at the school cantin. I helped myself with a bowl of laksa sarawak. Umm..yummy. The school haven't changed much except for the parking lot is a lot bigger and flowers were there too. even the doors of the assembly hall were changed..Cool...&lt;br /&gt;That's it, i'm off to my loyal and beloved TV extravagant. Bubye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-6811139760072237995?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/6811139760072237995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=6811139760072237995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/6811139760072237995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/6811139760072237995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/05/huh.html' title='Huh...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-8093551135404768434</id><published>2008-05-06T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:20:51.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addictions!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Okay...i'm happy to tell that i know have two new addictions ; blogging and fanbox.com..these are cool man..i have never thought that i will be enganged to blogging activity, don't even ever imagined that i will be a blogger...guess that's what we call the 'call', huh? then, fanbox.com frenzy came to me via one of my YM buddies...first, i thought it was ridiculous cause i have never heard of it before..but now i think it's cool. I get to know people from around the world faster..(cliche, ain't it?) whatever it is, somebody please help me to deal with these addictions...I just can't stop. okay, now i am going to talk about the most memorable event for me for my 2nd semester in 9th college of UM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On April 11, 08, the Cultural and Welfare Association of Borneo or better known as KKKB, organized an event called Malam Serumpun Borneo. I was one of the performer that nite and i did sing quite a bad version of our KKKB's theme song. I sounded like an ill moose but some complimented my voice..Awkward..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But hey, forget about my singing..the nite went well and all of us were satisfied with our efforts considering we had only 2 weeks for the whole thingy and we were also busy with our revisions and all. after the whole event or as i love to call it 'post-party event', me and my seniors and batchmates took quite a number of photos. there was a lot of comic snaps, my friends making funny faces, we were displaying our traditional clothes ( i was very proud of my Bidayuh clothes), we laughed and of course, we ate A LOT!! i ended up feeling bloated for like 2 days. wahaha...Nevertheless, it was a fun and wonderful experience as i got to mingle with friends from borneo..i can even say that i feel at home with them. Hehe...Here are some of the pictures from that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmxh2LzyI/AAAAAAAAABM/aMVkYnAkOR4/s1600-h/P3100042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197266971070811938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmxh2LzyI/AAAAAAAAABM/aMVkYnAkOR4/s320/P3100042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;These gurls are sisters. they came from the same town as i am. but, i forgot to ask for their names.. Huhuhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmwh2LzvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DUkwQAr8zi4/s1600-h/P3100060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197266953890942706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmwh2LzvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DUkwQAr8zi4/s320/P3100060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me and my senior. she's from Sabah and her name is Rebecca a.k.a Becky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmxB2LzwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Zr4hl3aGLRQ/s1600-h/P3100016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197266962480877314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmxB2LzwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Zr4hl3aGLRQ/s320/P3100016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From left : Priscilla, Maureen(senior), Well, Nikki and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmxR2LzxI/AAAAAAAAABE/Y0MX7d0LdMM/s1600-h/P3100064.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmxR2LzxI/AAAAAAAAABE/Y0MX7d0LdMM/s1600-h/P3100064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197266966775844626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmxR2LzxI/AAAAAAAAABE/Y0MX7d0LdMM/s320/P3100064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and finally. again, from left (standing) : Alan, Me, Elvenna (senior), Maureen (Senior) Halimi (senior), Rita (senior).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Down : Kenny (senior) and Priscilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-8093551135404768434?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/8093551135404768434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=8093551135404768434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/8093551135404768434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/8093551135404768434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-addictions.html' title='New Addictions!!!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SCBmxh2LzyI/AAAAAAAAABM/aMVkYnAkOR4/s72-c/P3100042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-2782747120238268541</id><published>2008-05-04T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T12:58:17.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of Independent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, today is my first morning in my home, my favourite cyber cafe (JP Computer Centre). Chatting with my YM buddies for a while..Yesterday, something really tense happened to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well..yesterday was the infamous day of my homecoming.. Okay, everything went smoothly. I hop into the plane, the plane took off, the plane landed on Kuching International Airport and bla3.  While waiting for my luggage, i saw many faces. There were my mum, my two brothers my cousins, my nephews and nieces. Such a crowd to welcome me home. Then, my mum took me and my brothers to open-air eating outlet. This place is in front of the Elektra House (established in 1965)...gosh..i can even remember the date...creepy rite? Okay, back to the point. So, i had my lunch at the open-air. After that, we went jalan2 until SUDDENLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My mum's ride started to feel like as if it's coughing. You know, when cars are sick. So, my mum pulled over and checked it out. To our surprise, the car's radiator was completely out of H2O. The engine was steaming. So, we had to park our butts by the road. Then, my brothers went to buy some mineral water from the Boulevard (or Bulu Lebat as i love to call it)...i feel like crying in despair cause i didn't see this thing coming..I was so happy to get home and then this thing just blew the mood away...the cool thing was that i was so helplessly shameless to sit by the road and became the 'freakshow'. kahkahkah...But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some more, the fun of being home is no longer with me because i just learned that my grandpa is sick. He is not the grandpa that i used to know before. He was a cheerful person, was able to carry logs of trees that are 2-3 times heavier than time. His health is degrading day by day...Now, he is bedridden, appetiteless and very quiet. I miss my old grandpa..Mummy told me that  grandpa cried when he was informed that i am coming home. He's 91 now. I have to face the reality that grandpa will go back to our Father sooner or later. For the time being, i am going to be a good granddaughter and treat him to his last breath. Father, bless my grandpa and let him to be with us longer. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-2782747120238268541?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/2782747120238268541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=2782747120238268541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2782747120238268541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/2782747120238268541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/05/1st-day-of-independent.html' title='1st Day of Independent...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-3138671767359088842</id><published>2008-05-03T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:45:29.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeepieee!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yehaaaa.....i am now at the LCCT,,,waiting for the moments to be home...wahahaha...finalyly. for two months i am going to be free of UM, kolej n every stuffss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-3138671767359088842?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/3138671767359088842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=3138671767359088842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/3138671767359088842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/3138671767359088842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeepieee.html' title='Yeepieee!!!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-4162004986569435651</id><published>2008-05-02T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:07:05.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo...</title><content type='html'>Okay, i have just finished my 1 paper of the day. It's my last day of the final exam but the worse part is that we have 3 papers in a row today....Sigh..never thought that this sem is going to be really packed. But still, i can always rejoice because tomorrow is the day that i have been waiting for the entire semester...I am going home, to the place where i belong. wahahahaha...kih3....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral is now a thing from the past for me....nevertheless, i have more to study next semester. who cares anyway? Next semester is another story....the present is now, just in front of me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy....i'm coming home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-4162004986569435651?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/4162004986569435651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=4162004986569435651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4162004986569435651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/4162004986569435651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/05/woo.html' title='Woo...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-3785266454034274794</id><published>2008-04-25T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:07:56.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sigh...At last, i managed to get over  my dreads of Falsafah..Yeah, i didn't answer the questions well but at least, now I can breath easier. I can now concentrate on my Moral, Prose and PJK paper. But, the thing that i can't wait any longer is the day that i am going back to Sarawak. My homeland!! A place like no other!!!Wahahaha...I'm getting crazier each day just to think of it. Mummy, I can't wait to see you after these 4 long months...I miss you!!I miss your cookings, I miss Allen, I miss everything back in our 'kampung'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-3785266454034274794?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/3785266454034274794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=3785266454034274794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/3785266454034274794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/3785266454034274794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-wait.html' title='I can&apos;t wait...'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806503030887672943.post-5559885773616075796</id><published>2008-04-14T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:06:55.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is my first sentence for this blog!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://pub.mybloglog.com/comm3.php?mblID=2008082311073983&amp;amp;r=widget&amp;amp;is=normal&amp;amp;o=l&amp;amp;ro=4&amp;amp;cs=green&amp;amp;ww=170&amp;amp;wc=multiple"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1806503030887672943-5559885773616075796?l=rayta87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/feeds/5559885773616075796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1806503030887672943&amp;postID=5559885773616075796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5559885773616075796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1806503030887672943/posts/default/5559885773616075796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rayta87.blogspot.com/2008/04/aloha.html' title='Aloha!!!!'/><author><name>Rayta87</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04215010999122612598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArSyH1fc9Gs/SvXUFPpGXPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rrGPWMH7qi0/S220/edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
