<?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-7614171454727972449</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:13:19.760+08:00</updated><category term='outdoor'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='MTU'/><category term='travel'/><category term='picture'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='tidak terlabel'/><category term='matters of the heart'/><category term='ila Mardhatillah'/><category term='posts'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='scolobu'/><category term='health'/><category term='me myself'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>..:: Life is DRAMA ::..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-6303191575324093869</id><published>2010-02-20T17:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:01:24.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outdoor'/><title type='text'>Good Widow</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/S3-pTwa9apI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqT_c-so7Qs/s1600-h/Good+Widow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440253031767435922" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/S3-pTwa9apI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqT_c-so7Qs/s320/Good+Widow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stretching ourselves in the tent while waiting for the sun to make it's comeback, this rainy and bleak sky is the only glimpse of the outside world on that gray December afternoon. That flying fox structure is beckoning us to come outside, yet it is almost impossible to do so as heavens has opened up and poured everything out at it's might. This was our view at &lt;a href="http://www.zainiguesthouse.com/"&gt;ZGH&lt;/a&gt; for the next two days, giving us some sense of thrill, adventure and utmost tranquility. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-6303191575324093869?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/6303191575324093869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-widow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/6303191575324093869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/6303191575324093869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-widow.html' title='Good Widow'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/S3-pTwa9apI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqT_c-so7Qs/s72-c/Good+Widow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-5652095285103010592</id><published>2009-07-18T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:55:43.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Picture perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SmIZT3THRTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bzdus8EWNW0/s1600-h/DSC01772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SmIZT3THRTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bzdus8EWNW0/s320/DSC01772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359874335576638770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw this picture for the first time in &lt;a href="http://devastator1206.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wan&lt;/a&gt;'s facebook. I fell in love instantly. What with the fact that I just finished reading &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/If_You_Could_See_Me_Now_%28Cecelia_Ahern_novel%29"&gt;If you could see me now&lt;/a&gt; which was given to me by &lt;a href="http://www.kuizikel.com/"&gt;Kak Kui&lt;/a&gt;. Oh, you know &lt;a href="http://www.ceceliaahern.ie/"&gt;Cecelia Ahern&lt;/a&gt; write excellent books which can bring you off your feet and your mind go wandering endlessly and imagining things and places. The moment I laid eyes on this picture I immediately remember the scene where Elizabeth and Luke and Ivan circling around and dancing and laughing in the field by the sea trying to catch Jinny Joes. Ok, ok, in that plot there was no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kamben&lt;/span&gt; sunbathing as Wan has given the title for this picture, but nevertheless, it seems alike. One way or another. Agree? No? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SlzNr-TOrvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7zOFEGByoUw/s1600-h/jinnyjoes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358383812005768946" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SlzNr-TOrvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7zOFEGByoUw/s320/jinnyjoes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the story short, I begged Wan to print it as a postcard and send it over. I would really love it if I can get hold of that beaaauuuttiifull picture. That is way better and lovelier considering I might not know when I am able to go to Wales or whether I am able to go at all for that matter and witness such a picture perfect moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SlzOHgkwvnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/82JPCF2O3mQ/s1600-h/jinnyjoes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358384285062577778" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SlzOHgkwvnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/82JPCF2O3mQ/s320/jinnyjoes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what, I received something way better. Something which is very personal and embodies that picture perfect moment. I was touched. Really really touched. Thank you Wan! Couldn't ask for more! Couldn't ask for something better :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SlzEPfKPDtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2TH9Ac0Ox6A/s1600-h/150720091543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358373427005558482" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SlzEPfKPDtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2TH9Ac0Ox6A/s320/150720091543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Best birthday card ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;(pls ignore that spot of light :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s : Sorry I pulled your leg Wan, I received it, weeks ago. Safe and sound thehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-5652095285103010592?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/5652095285103010592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-perfect.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/5652095285103010592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/5652095285103010592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture perfect'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SmIZT3THRTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bzdus8EWNW0/s72-c/DSC01772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-8035095698390354882</id><published>2009-07-09T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:29:51.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidak terlabel'/><title type='text'>What???</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;You slot in your keys into the lock, you turned it and the door click open. You step inside, and you see your cousin, male, is sleeping in the living room, stark naked. It is your aunt's house. His aunt's house too, not his house or his mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our aunt's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost kicked his a*s for being so idiotic, nincompoop and selfish. I just had my dinner. He's lucky I didn't vomit on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A*shole!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-8035095698390354882?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/8035095698390354882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/07/what.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/8035095698390354882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/8035095698390354882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/07/what.html' title='What???'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-2087749581951414184</id><published>2009-06-22T05:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:35:56.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>Progesterone</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;There's a reason for not updating for quite some time and I might say it is divided into two parts. Part one is mostly due to 'lazy'ing around and enjoying my time after so called hard work and lack of sleep before my exams. After I'm done with lazing around killing the time, came the part of me wanting to update a lot of things but lacking the mood. Part two was mainly because of this past week I have been in such a bad mood and mood swings that if I update this blog it might end up with bitter words and sentiments and would leave me rolling my eyes to the seventh heaven when I read it again later. So, I decided against updating anything even though &lt;a href="http://devastator1206.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wan &lt;/a&gt;came along peeking around my blog and succumbed to spider bites. Poor you! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame anybody for my bad mood and tantrums that I'm throwing towards myself. Nobody caused it or triggered it per say, but a lot of people and events heightened the moodiness (is there such word?). I'm stating this down here as a reminder to myself in the future as not to organize anything for this particular person anymore, not at all even though that person begs like there's no tomorrow. Because you know what? Enough is enough. I organized a trip for that person, texting and calling other friends to make it happen and when everything is almost in order, that person delivered a very very unacceptable reason to my ears and my mind for that matter. And so out of compassion and my desire in fulfilling that person's dream, I pulled another one, informed that person of the venue and time, and guess what, that person went silent, without even replying my msg. Hey, you know what? I'm not going to call you to ask whether you're joining or not even though the trip was organised for YOU! Because I'm sick and tired with such attitude of ungratefulness and childish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak bertempat&lt;/span&gt;. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that was typed away last week, I can almost assure myself it would come out more bitter and sneer. I'm just letting it out of my system, as a reminder in the future, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooled down bit by bit during the week. Thanx to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepaking&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;a href="http://www.syahierafarhana.com/"&gt;Syera&lt;/a&gt; and her brother and chatting away bout what we love most (Sorry Syera!). And lovely screams from the ever cute &lt;a href="http://keceriaanku.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hadhinah Afiqah&lt;/a&gt; when I called her Mama to wish Hadhinah Happy 1st Birthday. How time flies. Oh, her &lt;a href="http://hafizhaiyan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papa&lt;/a&gt; said "Dia tak paham lagi la birthday" but I would really love to believe she understood it because when I talked to her on the phone she was quiet and when her Mama pulled away the phone, she started screaming her lungs out and when the phone is put to her ears again, she was silent and listening intently to me (perasan). And then there was this scary yet hilarious thingy happened to me and my car at the Sprint Highway which left me laughing alone in the car all the way from that toll booth until I reached client's place in TISB. And also after sharing fits of laughter watching Maru the Cutest Cat from Japan on youtube which was shared by Wan (Thanx Dear!). And aslo after a scrumptious dinner with Syera and her other half last night (Thanx u guys!) at a very lovely place with an excellent live band amidst the mosquito bites. And the fact that Papa and Mama are actually worried for leaving me in KL for these past two weeks while they are in BP enjoying the fruits. I wonder who is more clingy these days? Me clingy to them, or they are the ones who are clingy to me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this post is going nowhere. So, I just hope this elevated level of progesterone hormone won't get any worse as it is with nausea and what not. And I'm simply thankful to Allah that I get to wake up and take in another day, Alhamdulillah. With great friends that I can't thank enough, Alhamdulillah. And the best parents that Allah had bestowed upon me. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-2087749581951414184?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/2087749581951414184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/06/progesterone.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/2087749581951414184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/2087749581951414184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/06/progesterone.html' title='Progesterone'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-8299906098107546155</id><published>2009-06-12T13:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:38:04.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Fira!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best of health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barakah and rahmah from Him, all your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May today be the happiest day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and may all your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SjHtVXQyMZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H7-aECKXqS4/s1600-h/080620091520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SjHtVXQyMZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H7-aECKXqS4/s320/080620091520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346315183942939026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since you're in a far far away land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the moment I'll just give you the picture of the yummiest apple cake on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak the real thing, tunggu kau balik sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;a href="http://devastator1206.blogspot.com"&gt;DEAR&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-8299906098107546155?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/8299906098107546155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-fira.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/8299906098107546155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/8299906098107546155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-fira.html' title='Happy Birthday Fira!'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SjHtVXQyMZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H7-aECKXqS4/s72-c/080620091520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-3744800249638639827</id><published>2009-05-24T07:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:23:24.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>Homesick</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;I am homesick at the moment even though I just came back from Klang a little less than 72 hours ago. Maybe I can thank this stress for my homesickness. Stressed out because of work dateline, stressed out because of what seems to be endless IRC this weekend, stressed out because exam is less than 7 days away, yet I'm not sure whether I'm prepared for it or not. But, I have to be, I have no choice. Stressed out because of some other things that I would rather not state here, maybe I'll just keep mum 'bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah I recovered from the week long fever on time for IRC, or else it will be a great loss and disadvantage. Alhamdulillah I didn't catch anything serious, just something that can be cured with a few verses of ayat Al-Quran. Alhamdulillah. Can't thank Mama and Papa enough for taking care after me and worrying their hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment though, I only wish for a dip in a cool river, or sit under falling waterfalls, feeling water rushing down on my head; Lata Hammer seems superb, or I wish to sit on top of a mountain and wait for the break of dawn, witnessing sunrise that never fail to mesmerize me everytime the sun slowly peeks above the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should just stay put, face this homesickness head on and be strong, be steadfast and know when this stress wave ends, I'll have my life back. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe catching up with blog hopping activity that I have ignored this past week sounds good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Titiwangsa to disturb a few &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pemancing tegar&lt;/span&gt; for an hour or so and later to 7 hours of IRC. I hope I'll survive. Phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-3744800249638639827?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/3744800249638639827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/05/homesick.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3744800249638639827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3744800249638639827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/05/homesick.html' title='Homesick'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-1148377549803455698</id><published>2009-05-13T21:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:53:37.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTU'/><title type='text'>Lovely</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SgrHjexNPQI/AAAAAAAAADs/egmcXXJoHxU/s1600-h/DSC_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SgrHjexNPQI/AAAAAAAAADs/egmcXXJoHxU/s320/DSC_0140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335296120942574850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semasa saya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;capture&lt;/span&gt; gambar &lt;a href="http://www.kuizikel.com/"&gt;Kak Kui&lt;/a&gt; bersama Adam Haziq ni saya tidak berniat nak buatkan Kak Kui jadi sebegitu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; seperti dalam gambar di atas. Apa? Tak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt;? Haha~ Pada saya Kak Kui sangat lovely dalam gambar di atas. Mesti &lt;a href="http://cheamet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amir&lt;/a&gt; cair buat kesekian kalinya. Betol tak Amir? Hehe Oh ye, Kak Kui siap &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;print&lt;/span&gt; gambar ni ok? ;) Nak letak di meja solek katanya. Adam, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; ye, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Auntie&lt;/span&gt; tak berniat nak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;capture moment&lt;/span&gt; Adam sedang sangap. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But still, you're so adorable and cute&lt;/span&gt; :) walaupun sedang ternganga mulut. Sham dan Kak Anoy, jangan marah saya ye. ;) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your Adam is too adorable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ye, Ahad lepas saya &lt;strike&gt;dipaksa&lt;/strike&gt; diajak Kak Kui untuk menemankan dia menjalankan tugas sebagai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Official Photographer&lt;/span&gt; di majlis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.kuizikel.com/2009/05/ben10-malaysia.html"&gt;BEN10 Malaysia a.ka. Haiqal Arif&lt;/a&gt;. Terasa seperti sudah tua, tetapi sangat seronok melihat semua orang ceria dan gembira meraikan majlis. Makanan pun, sangat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;superb&lt;/span&gt;. Dari kuey teow goreng ke nasi impit ke roti jala ke donut Big Apple dan kek Choc Indulgence dari Secret Recipe. Nyumm! Thanx &lt;a href="http://wannieruslan.multiply.com/"&gt;Mama Wanie&lt;/a&gt; sebab izinkan saya diheret Kak Kui. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan di penghujung majlis, saya pun mencuba untuk jadi lovely seperti Kak Kui. Iye, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LAME attempt&lt;/span&gt;. Saya tau. Ngee~ (Walaupun hakikatnya masa tu saya tak tengok lagi gambar Kak Kui yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; itu) Kata Kak Kui, kene kahwin dulu baru akan jadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; seperti dia. Urgkh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SgrHjLjDrRI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZaBZqSoyduM/s1600-h/DSC_0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SgrHjLjDrRI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZaBZqSoyduM/s320/DSC_0145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335296115782954258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All in all&lt;/span&gt;, majlis yang sangat meriah dan ceria &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and on my part, it was very nice to meet with old&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SgrHjLjDrRI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZaBZqSoyduM/s1600-h/DSC_0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-1148377549803455698?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/1148377549803455698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/05/lovely.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/1148377549803455698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/1148377549803455698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/05/lovely.html' title='Lovely'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SgrHjexNPQI/AAAAAAAAADs/egmcXXJoHxU/s72-c/DSC_0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-3733317254221985106</id><published>2009-05-10T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:11:46.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Masih adakah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Saya kekurangan mood untuk karang mengarang, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;update&lt;/span&gt; blog ini, banyak sebabnya; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exam&lt;/span&gt; yang sudah terlalu hampir, kurang dari 21 hari tetapi saya seperti belum &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt; satu apa pun lagi, masalah-masalah yang terasa susah dan berat kadangkala untuk dipikul dek bahu ini dan juga mungkin kerana hati saya sudah tertinggal di satu tempat yang tidak ramai pernah sampai. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi ada sesuatu yang memanggil saya untuk rajinkan diri untuk menaip entry ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah kenapa hari Rabu yang lepas ringan saja mulut saya bertanya pada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt;, di mana lelaki bermulut manis berwajah baik itu. Laju saja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt; menjawab "Bini dia masuk hospital, tunggu masa nak bersalin". Terlopong mulut saya, rasanya kalau ada lalat yang lalu lalang, pasti sudah menjumpai mulut saya yang ternganga luas ketika itu. Oh, lelaki itu seseorang yang sangat rajin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flirt &lt;/span&gt;dengan seorang sahabat saya, dan sungguh, saya dan sahabat sungguh tidak sangka lelaki yang hanya tua setahun dari kami itu sungguh gatal rupanya. Sungguh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kakak&lt;/span&gt; pun rupanya sudah lama menunggu masa yang sesuai untuk beritahu pada saya status lelaki itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betul-betul terkejut dan terkesima. Dan saya terfikir buat kesekian kalinya, masih adakah lelaki yang benar-benar jujur, baik dan ikhlas yang tidak gatal, tidak akan curang dan tidak akan menghancurkan hati kami, kaum perempuan? Masih adakah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-3733317254221985106?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/3733317254221985106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/05/masih-adakah.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3733317254221985106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3733317254221985106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/05/masih-adakah.html' title='Masih adakah?'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-3277837418486710701</id><published>2009-04-28T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:31:00.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>How well do I know Syera</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.Where did you and I meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Di sebuah sekolah di Labu ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.How long have you known me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   14 years &amp;amp; 4 months :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.The last time we saw each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hmm.. 15 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.Your first impression of me upon meeting/seeing me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sorry, memang tak ingat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.What’s my personality like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Organised, thoughtful, analytical, caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.What’s my favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nasi ayam @ Nasi Meletop Sup Melekat ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.Would you call me preppy, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy, snobby, or something else (what)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sporty, glam &amp;amp; shopaholic hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.Have you ever hugged me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Yeap! The one I remember most was in the dewan makan time recess masa F3, I was crying    for no apparent reason thehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Syera suits perfectly, but I like Kak Yong as well - not that I am allowed to call you that hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.If you and I were stranded on an island, what would I bring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Your laptop - bley main game and the Omnia of course :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.What do you think I will be in 10 years?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      Assoc Prof, wife, mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.Will you re-post this so I can fill this out for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Sure!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.syahierafarhana.com"&gt;Syera&lt;/a&gt; dear, sorry it took me too long to post this. So, did I pass? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-3277837418486710701?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/3277837418486710701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-well-do-i-know-syera.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3277837418486710701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3277837418486710701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-well-do-i-know-syera.html' title='How well do I know Syera'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-7998675410037927446</id><published>2009-04-27T06:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:52:23.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Let...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...these pictures do the talking&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfTgvs_unrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qR1LOb1u0Ko/s1600-h/260420091454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfTgvs_unrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qR1LOb1u0Ko/s320/260420091454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329131369223069362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eih? Whose hands?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfTgvembSOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZTIv77YTybc/s1600-h/260420091453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfTgvembSOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZTIv77YTybc/s320/260420091453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329131365358848226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm.. seems familiar&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfTgvXw332I/AAAAAAAAACs/kGSy4g-y_2Y/s1600-h/270420091457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfTgvXw332I/AAAAAAAAACs/kGSy4g-y_2Y/s320/270420091457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329131363523616610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ngeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please forgive me for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jakunness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excitedness&lt;/span&gt; thehehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-7998675410037927446?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/7998675410037927446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/let.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/7998675410037927446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/7998675410037927446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/let.html' title='Let...'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfTgvs_unrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qR1LOb1u0Ko/s72-c/260420091454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-2317866892164729044</id><published>2009-04-25T16:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:11:15.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts'/><title type='text'>Meeeaaaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Being a fan of &lt;a href="http://www.ujangonline.com/"&gt;Ujang's&lt;/a&gt; work since I first read Gila-Gila and a sudden die-hard fan of late and also the fact I have Minang blood in my veins, I can't restrain myself from buying his work of the infamous Aku Budak Minang yesterday at KLIBF. It's a compilation of new generation cartoons brought by Ujang in the early 80's but it is more than just simple cartoons. It is entertaining, educational and the best part, it tells a story of everyday life that occurs in our society. I had mixed feelings last night while reading it from cover to cover. Good read ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfLNXuJLZrI/AAAAAAAAACk/w4fDkKJ9lGc/s1600-h/250420091447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfLNXuJLZrI/AAAAAAAAACk/w4fDkKJ9lGc/s320/250420091447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328547116539930290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, that's not the point of this entry. Little that I know, in the plastic bag that they put in the Aku Budak Minang compilation was a writing pad and a postcard. I suppose it is already pre-packed in the plastic bag because I didn't see the cashier putting those stuffs in. I beamed with delight when I saw those two things even though I might end up doing nothing with the writing pad and leave it to collect dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfLNXITmvdI/AAAAAAAAACc/IotOXnuO5pk/s1600-h/250420091448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfLNXITmvdI/AAAAAAAAACc/IotOXnuO5pk/s320/250420091448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328547106383117778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I suppose the postcard, I can make good use of it. I'm gonna write a note on it, put a stamp and drop it into a letterbox that I hope I will see one while I'm driving. Too lazy to go to post office. Or maybe I can drop it at the nearby Tesco. I think they got a letterbox of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfLNW1eTNGI/AAAAAAAAACU/wyDpXBpeReQ/s1600-h/250420091450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfLNW1eTNGI/AAAAAAAAACU/wyDpXBpeReQ/s320/250420091450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328547101327701090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I going to send it to? Oh, that person professes love for postcards like no one I ever know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-2317866892164729044?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/2317866892164729044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/meeeaaaw.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/2317866892164729044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/2317866892164729044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/meeeaaaw.html' title='Meeeaaaw'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfLNXuJLZrI/AAAAAAAAACk/w4fDkKJ9lGc/s72-c/250420091447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-7054870054568122693</id><published>2009-04-24T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:07:24.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ila Mardhatillah'/><title type='text'>Jemaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfH3KjS068I/AAAAAAAAAB0/okqwBiKIkmA/s1600-h/jemaah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfH3KjS068I/AAAAAAAAAB0/okqwBiKIkmA/s320/jemaah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328311594800966594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang tadi saya ke KLIBF 09 di PWTC bersama Fiza. Hampir 2 jam meronda ruang pameran mencari membelek buku-buku yang berkenaan, Fiza gerak untuk menjemput Lokman di Pudu sebelum terus pulang ke rumah. Saya terus di PWTC mencuci-cuci mata sementara tunggu waktu Maghrib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minit sebelum masuk waktu Maghrib saya sudah melangkah ke surau, sejuk rasa hati sangat ramai umat di surau, hampir penuh kedua-dua saf di bahagian wanita. Saya terus saja beratur untuk berwudhu' dan setelah sempurna wudhu' terus melangkah masuk ke ruang solat. Elok saja baru memakai telekung, Imam sudah mengangkat takbir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niat di hati mahu solat sendiri di saf kedua, tetapi dek kerana tiada ruang, saya terus ke saf depan, kiri sekali dan langsung terus berjemaah. Terasa mahu menitik air mata bila saya tersedar sudah terlalu lama saya tidak solat berjemaah, terlalu lama sampaikan tidak ingat bila kali terakhir. Alhamdulillah Allah masih berikan waktu, buka ruang dan kesempatan untuk saya. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manisnya. Subhanallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-7054870054568122693?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/7054870054568122693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/jemaah.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/7054870054568122693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/7054870054568122693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/jemaah.html' title='Jemaah'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SfH3KjS068I/AAAAAAAAAB0/okqwBiKIkmA/s72-c/jemaah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-481586975477796515</id><published>2009-04-19T00:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:19:20.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Rain in November</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;I have never been so emotional about a visually impaired person like what I experienced last night. There were a few walking around, aided, selling packet tissues which is a normal sight especially around food courts. I just sat there, not responding or doing anything when they came by, hoping and praying one of my friends would react to them. But suddenly, one guy came, walking unaided, bumping into chairs, tables and people even. He bumped into me and standing behind me, he was calling out "Dik, Dik", and I was dumbfounded, not knowing what to do, hoping and praying that he would walk away, and then &lt;a href="http://jebatz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zahile&lt;/a&gt; said, "Takpe bang" and he moved on, bumping into others, chairs and tables. It was unbearable to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched him till he was gone out of sight and inside, it felt like rain in November. It was heart wrenching. It hurts like I have never felt before. It felt like I was so very mean for not reacting or do something and let him stand behind me and keep calling out repetitively. My mind was searching for something, something that I can't explain and verbalize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was thinking, isn't there something that I can do for him? and others who has the same fate? Why are these visually impaired people are still roaming food courts, stopping from one table to another, trying to sell tissue and asking for donation at the same time. Why? And I don't have the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I have never paid much attention to them before, but last night, it was something else. How on earth is he going to survive in this time of recession just by selling tissue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain in my heart almost came out from my eyes for being so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-481586975477796515?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/481586975477796515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-in-november.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/481586975477796515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/481586975477796515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-in-november.html' title='Rain in November'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-3319317620313637789</id><published>2009-04-13T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:52:40.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scolobu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outdoor'/><title type='text'>Bola Cat Scolobu</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKA79DdSkI/AAAAAAAAABM/P354DQsHJMs/s1600-h/120420091423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKA79DdSkI/AAAAAAAAABM/P354DQsHJMs/s320/120420091423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323959476995050050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Khalil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brief&lt;/span&gt; tentang pembahagian skuad &lt;strike&gt;dan tidak diendahkan&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah sekian lama menanti dan mengharap, akhirnya pagi semalam saya berjaya merasa bermain &lt;strike&gt;Bola Cat&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paintball&lt;/span&gt;. Perasaannya? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marvellous!&lt;/span&gt; Gembira tak terkata kerana sudah terlalu lama teringin bermain walaupun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after effect&lt;/span&gt; nya agak sakit dan memeritkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKHGnZuOEI/AAAAAAAAABc/99or-XZL46k/s1600-h/120420091430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKHGnZuOEI/AAAAAAAAABc/99or-XZL46k/s320/120420091430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323966257231181890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Briefing&lt;/span&gt; di dalam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;battle ground&lt;/span&gt; oleh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marshall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skuad Alpha : Ajai, Nua, &lt;a href="http://spectresoflife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pae&lt;/a&gt;, Pijin, Zal dan saya.&lt;br /&gt;Skuad Bravo : Aiman, &lt;a href="http://hafizhaiyan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Apit Pital&lt;/a&gt;, Khalil, Sadiq, Taariq dan Zaini.&lt;br /&gt;Spectators : &lt;a href="http://luvmine.wordpress.com/"&gt;Faten&lt;/a&gt;, Ika, Sha dan Teena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barisan skuad yang bersifat ke'geng'an itu (hehe) ditentukan oleh Khalil selaku &lt;strike&gt;Sarjan&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Manager&lt;/span&gt; yang menguruskan kami pemain, dan hal-hal pemilihan tempat dan lain-lain diuruskan Pae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKFgF0KEuI/AAAAAAAAABU/8fR1DIZ_lCU/s1600-h/120420091427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKFgF0KEuI/AAAAAAAAABU/8fR1DIZ_lCU/s320/120420091427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323964495868596962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Faten yang sentiasa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camera ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami bermain empat senario, saya tidak berapa ingat nama &lt;strike&gt;saintifiknya&lt;/strike&gt; betulnya, tetapi lebih kurang beginilah. Satu, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kill them All&lt;/span&gt; di mana &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; perlu menghapuskan semua barisan skuad di dalam kumpulan lawan. Kedua, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Centre Flag to Base&lt;/span&gt; di mana perlu mendapatkan bendera yang dipacakkan di tengah dan dibawa pulang ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Base&lt;/span&gt;. Ketiga, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flag to Flag&lt;/span&gt;, perlu mendapatkan bendera pihak lawan dan dibawa pulang ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Base&lt;/span&gt;. Keempat, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Medic&lt;/span&gt;, akan ada seorang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Medic&lt;/span&gt; yang membawa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;backpack&lt;/span&gt; yang agak berat dan tidak akan terkeluar dari permainan melainkan terkena &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;headshot&lt;/span&gt; dan dia boleh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;revive&lt;/span&gt; semula memana ahli skuad yang telah ditembak. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Game&lt;/span&gt; Satu dan Empat dimenangi skuad Bravo dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Game&lt;/span&gt; Dua dan Tiga dimenangi skuad Alpha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKImB5_zfI/AAAAAAAAABk/fSq5H2ZuUww/s1600-h/120420091434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKImB5_zfI/AAAAAAAAABk/fSq5H2ZuUww/s320/120420091434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323967896433446386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take five&lt;/span&gt; selepas habis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;game&lt;/span&gt; sambil membincangkan kejadian-kejadian&lt;br /&gt;spastik yang terjadi di dalam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;battle ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; walaupun sangat perit apabila terkena tembakan. Ya, saya tahu dan selalu mendengar akan sakit apabila terkena peluru cat itu, tetapi, sungguh, saya tidak sangka ia akan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sting&lt;/span&gt; sebegitu. Terdiam saya sekejap semasa terkena tembakan pertama. :D Sehari dua ini terpaksalah berhati-hati supaya tidak melanggar atau terlanggar tempat-tempat yang sudah lebam dan kebiru-biruan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak banyak gambar yang dapat diambil semasa game berlangsung kerana keadaan tempat yg disempadani gaung tidak mengizinkan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spectators&lt;/span&gt; untuk berdiri di luar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;safety net&lt;/span&gt; dan mengambil gambar kami barisan skuad sedang beraksi. Gambar kami yang lengkap beruniform bersama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marker&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mask&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vest&lt;/span&gt; juga tiada di dalam kamera saya kerasa saya terlalu jakun dan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; lalu terlupa untuk meminta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spectators&lt;/span&gt; tolong ambilkan. Mungkin Apit ada banyak mengambil gambar kami lengkap beruniform, kenalah tunggu dia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;update&lt;/span&gt; blognya. Harap-harap tidaklah terlalu lama. Oh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ground&lt;/span&gt; kami bermain bukan di padang, tetapi di dalam kawasan hutan yang tidaklah berapa tebal dan dipenuhi pokok-pokok dan tunggul-tunggul kayu yang sangat merbahaya kalau tersadung ataupun tercucuk mana-mana bahagian badan. Pijin telah cedera dan mengalami kekoyakan seluar jeans sebelum permainan bermula lagipun akibat terlalu teruja untuk beraksi. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik akhir-akhir ini saya agak rajin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt;, kalau tidak, pasti teruk saya kepancitan. Itu pun sudah kepancitan juga ditambah pula dengan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mask&lt;/span&gt; yang membuatkan muka rasa sangat berkuap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas berlumpur, bermandi peluh dan berpenat-penatan, kami ke sungai yang tidak berapa jauh dari tempat itu untuk cuci-cuci lumpur yang melekat dan berendam sekejap untuk hilangkan kepanasan dan lekit peluh. Sekejap sahaja, betul-betul sekadar mencuci-cuci. Selepas makan tengahari di Taman Nanding yang dibelanja Ajai (Thanx Ajai!), kami pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKLAfDsUAI/AAAAAAAAABs/Uhso6Q-b1_w/s1600-h/120420091436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKLAfDsUAI/AAAAAAAAABs/Uhso6Q-b1_w/s320/120420091436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323970549958594562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bapak-bapak budak yang gembira jumpa air dan menjadi bujang sementara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Photo credits : Faten &amp;amp; Sha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What can I summarize?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fun packed!&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-3319317620313637789?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/3319317620313637789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/bola-cat-scolobu.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3319317620313637789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3319317620313637789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/bola-cat-scolobu.html' title='Bola Cat Scolobu'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SeKA79DdSkI/AAAAAAAAABM/P354DQsHJMs/s72-c/120420091423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-5840054367019057583</id><published>2009-04-09T15:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:47:54.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Kelapa muda Oh Kelapa muda</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/Sd2mRc6sJpI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PM0QrsXP-A/s1600-h/klapemude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/Sd2mRc6sJpI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PM0QrsXP-A/s320/klapemude.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322593153372137106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mencari kelapa muda semalam, untuk dijadikan 'ubat' akibat daripada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tonsilitis&lt;/span&gt; yang menjadi demam pada hari Selasa dan melarat ke selsema semalam. Selalunya kalau demam, selsema atau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tonsilitis&lt;/span&gt; menjadi-jadi di Klang, Papa yang akan pergi belikan kelapa muda dan saya tidak perlu pening-pening fikir di mana mahu mencari. Tapi, memandangkan semalam saya di sini, di Cheras, Papa dan Mama di Batu Pahat, saya terpaksa mencari sendiri disebabkan saya (dan keluarga) lebih suka ubat cara holistik atau tradisional berbanding dengan ubat-ubatan moden. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencarian saya berakhir di &lt;strike&gt;belakang rumah&lt;/strike&gt; Taman Midah sendiri. Saya membeli 2 biji, RM2.50 sebiji. Wah, agak terkejut. Sampai saja di rumah, saya telefon Papa dan bertanyakan harga kelapa muda di Klang. Kata Papa, RM1.50 sebiji kalau belum dikupas dan RM2.00 sebiji kalau penjual kupaskan dan masukkan ke dalam plastik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tertanya, sejak bila kelapa muda menjadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;luxury&lt;/span&gt;? Mungkin sudah lama, cuma saya tidak perasan. Kenapa saya katakan kelapa muda satu kemewahan? Kerana, susahnya saya nak mencari mereka semalam dan mahalnya harga sebiji kelapa muda di tengah kotaraya ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-5840054367019057583?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/5840054367019057583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/kelapa-muda-oh-kelapa-muda.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/5840054367019057583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/5840054367019057583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/kelapa-muda-oh-kelapa-muda.html' title='Kelapa muda Oh Kelapa muda'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/Sd2mRc6sJpI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PM0QrsXP-A/s72-c/klapemude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-4634161864302865383</id><published>2009-04-06T22:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T09:02:58.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>It hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SdomP0fKtZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OcxOcIy_9P4/s1600-h/tonsil1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SdomP0fKtZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OcxOcIy_9P4/s400/tonsil1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321607962920924562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tonsillitis"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite some time since I last suffered from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tonsillitis"&gt;tonsilitis&lt;/a&gt;. It sure felt like it is getting worse everytime but I am very sure it isn't, it's all in my mind. I have been coughing since last night and when I woke up this morning it starts to itch and bit by bit it starts to hurt. To make matters worse, I had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mihun tomyam&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. Smart me eh? Maybe I should stop being a chicken and take a spoonful of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madu liar+halia+bunga cengkih+kulit kayu manis&lt;/span&gt; concoction that &lt;a href="http://www.syahierafarhana.com/"&gt;Syera&lt;/a&gt; offered. I'm ok with pills but I'm a sucker for syrup-based medicines. Hope bacteria, virus of whatever that is attacking my tonsil would go away. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pergi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pergi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SdopDvdjDUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3QcCOjeNHKg/s1600-h/tonsil2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SdopDvdjDUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3QcCOjeNHKg/s400/tonsil2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321611053948407106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see a doctor because it would end in a babbling session by the doctor because of me not wanting to remove my tonsil. No, I would not go under the knife and I thank my parents for their determination in keeping my body parts (read : tonsil) intact and not letting anybody influenced them in their decision making when I was still in diapers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-4634161864302865383?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/4634161864302865383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/4634161864302865383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/4634161864302865383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-hurts.html' title='It hurts'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SdomP0fKtZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OcxOcIy_9P4/s72-c/tonsil1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-6174907491664563430</id><published>2009-04-03T08:47:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:57:31.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Sixth</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Tag from &lt;a href="http://amokika.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-dari-yun-pulak.html"&gt;Kak Ila&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GO to your photos folder in your computer&lt;br /&gt;-GO to the 6th Folder of your photos&lt;br /&gt;-GO to the 6th photos in that folder&lt;br /&gt;-Put the picture on your blog &amp;amp; description of it.&lt;br /&gt;-Invite 6 friends to join the challenge&lt;br /&gt;-Link them in your blog &amp;amp; let they know they have been challenged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SdWCUhFF8iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CvfpVRUygYw/s1600-h/1762170523425l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SdWCUhFF8iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CvfpVRUygYw/s400/1762170523425l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320301823796834850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this picture was taken on the 3rd day of 2005 as per date stamped on it. Fir, Shuk, me &amp;amp; Amir and a whole bunch of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;panjat gunung&lt;/span&gt; buddies were on our way out to Cameron Highlands after three days of wolfing down Orang Asli very delicious durians, crossing rivers after rivers, never ending ups and downs and ups and downs multiple hills, battling leeches, cramped legs, bathing in freezing rivers, so on and so forth. In this picture, we were resting for a while or we would term it as 'take five' and from where we were standing we can see Orang Asli settlement sprawling downhills creating a very majestic and peaceful vista. This trip happened to be a Trans Gopeng - Cameron which started from Sg Itik, Gopeng and ended at an Orang Asli settlement which I forgot the name, somewhere near Brinchang. We spent that night at Tanah Rata fooling around, resting and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt;ing at mamak restaurant with Kak Mas, Shuk, Fir and Amir till 4 in the morning, struggling not to fall asleep on the table. Ngee~ And o yeah, this was my first encounter with one of a kind leech which Shuk named it as '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pacat Askar&lt;/span&gt;', thanx to stripes present on it's body and you can really feel it when it starts to dig into your skin because according to Shuk, it has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gigi tumpul&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe. It's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lintah&lt;/span&gt;, but it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pacat&lt;/span&gt; and it's humongous I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit to &lt;a href="http://mayasuria.multiply.com/"&gt;Kak Mas&lt;/a&gt; for this picture. :D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging six of you :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.syahierafarhana.com/"&gt;Syera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://devastator1206.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rieyll.livejournal.com/"&gt;Imee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ska617.wordpress.com/"&gt;Kd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nadyms.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Nadeema&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yuhani-whatmyheartsays.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Yuhani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(assabiyah :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : &lt;a href="http://www.kuizikel.com/"&gt;Kak Kui&lt;/a&gt;, fall in love all over again tak dengan jejaka bert-shirt maroon itu? ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-6174907491664563430?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/6174907491664563430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/sixth.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/6174907491664563430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/6174907491664563430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/sixth.html' title='Sixth'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CvFOv1JjXWc/SdWCUhFF8iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CvfpVRUygYw/s72-c/1762170523425l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614171454727972449.post-3069659272334327984</id><published>2009-04-01T20:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:41:37.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>..:: Life is DRAMA ::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;After dozens and dozens of complaints especially from Kak Kui and &lt;a href="http://devastator1206.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cik Fira&lt;/a&gt;, I finally decided to move back to my old place, here at blogspot. And so here I am, in a new 'house' which has been designed by Kak Kui of &lt;a href="http://www.kuizikel.com/"&gt;kuizikel.com&lt;/a&gt;, where customers satisfaction is guaranteed and utmost important to her. I had a very hard time verbalizing what I wanted as my blog's theme but hey, guess what, she did it, she conceptualized it into something great. I fell in love the instant I laid eyes on her design. Eventhough she cracked head thinking and pondering as to what design would capture me, in the end, it fell through and definitely paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, she scolded me for crediting her because according to her, if somebody praises your house to be beautiful, you wouldn't credit the contractor, but you yourself deserve the credit. But you know what, I want to share the praises and satisfaction with her. Hope you guys enjoy your 'stay' here and love this new design and template as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614171454727972449-3069659272334327984?l=shamslyde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/feeds/3069659272334327984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-drama.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3069659272334327984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614171454727972449/posts/default/3069659272334327984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamslyde.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-drama.html' title='..:: Life is DRAMA ::..'/><author><name>sham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06225514294610398440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
