<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 19:10:29 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Journey of My Life...</title><description></description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-1102076949897012748</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-06T09:55:53.980+08:00</atom:updated><title>Ezzat di pasar malam...</title><description>Pi 'nat' nak beli apam balik.... Pakcik yg jual apam balik tu pesan kat dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik : Ni pegang baik-baik na... baru angkat ni, panaih kena tgn sat gi..&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat : Laaaaa.... Kan masak guna api, mmg la panaih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isk.. isk.. ezzat ni laaa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-1102076949897012748?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2009/08/ezzat-di-pasar-malam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-8483945833223365953</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 06:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-28T15:02:51.814+08:00</atom:updated><title>If Today Was Your Last Day</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My best friend gave me the best advice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He said each day's a gift and not a given right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And try to take the path less traveled by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That first step you take is the longest stride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And tomorrow was too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Against the grain should be a way of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What's worth the prize is always worth the fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every second counts 'cause there's no second try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So live like you'll never live it twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't take the free ride in your own life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And tomorrow was too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you call old friends you never see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reminisce old memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That you finally fall in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Regardless of who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So do whatever it takes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let nothin' stand in your way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cause the hands of time are never on your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And tomorrow was too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you call old friends you never see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reminisce old memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That you finally fall in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-8483945833223365953?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-today-was-your-last-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-5004063858274066281</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 04:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T12:27:15.004+08:00</atom:updated><title>Motivating factor (I)</title><description>I love watching drama series like CSI (Crime Scene Investigation: Miami, New York and Vegas alltoghether) and Numb3rs.. I could sit in front of the TV set for hours watching these dramas back- to-back episodes.. but then, that was a history.. I could never do that anymore as I couldn't even find time to sleep during daytime... *sigh'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love the series though, the 'complicatedness' of the stories in each episode, the scientific and mathematical terms they used (I bet the actors/actress don't even understand what they are saying themselves... hahaha), and all the other ingredients that has attract me to become one of the fans of these type of drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my husband says that those drama are too heavy... we have to think while watching, and that's not the purpose of watching TV, says him.. hehe.. see, we have 2 different views, but yet we respect each others  choice.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy ehh? Yupp, I think so too... but then, it's not that I'm trying very hard to keep in pace with all the dialogues... and of course most of the dialogues mentioned about chemical reactions, how to find proofs in burnt cars, mathematical equation/theory to find the bombers chain reaction, so on and so forth... no, i don't understand most of them... but why do i still stick to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it motivating actually.. They always try their best to solve a problem no matter how many times they have failed.. (of course it's the script who told them to do so.. haha).. and they reminds me to  think out of the box.. the solution to one problem does not necessarily lies in or near the problem itself, but there may be some tiny little information that we missed out in the first place, that solve the 'mysteries' alltogether..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it forced my brain to work as well... Having an idle brain for a long time doesn't give me a happy feeling... hahaha.. weird me.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-5004063858274066281?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2009/02/motivating-factor-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-6170551221481150798</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 07:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T15:31:12.753+08:00</atom:updated><title>Re-appearance...</title><description>assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah sekian lamanya tidak ku jenguk dan tidak ku kemaskinikan blog ini, rasanya sudah sampai masanya untuk aku kembali memberikan sekelumit perhatian kepada web ini.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah bermadah berhelah plak ye... tapi mmg dah lama rupanya aku x update... last time was on October 7th, and i have not even gave birth to my daughter (sorry grammar berterabur.. haha..)..&lt;br /&gt;now she's nearly 4 months old, and i have soooooooooooo many stories and thoughts to share with you guys my everdearest blog-readers.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't i blog all this while? am i too busy? what am i busy about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, technically yes, i am quite busy... catching up with my study progress.. i have been 'abandoning' my study for almost 2 months, and to ensure the momentum is as good as before, is quite hard... thus, i'm struggling (eventhough not to death.. :D)  as hard as i can... i'll be forced to struggle to death if my supervisor know i'm not trying hard enough... hahaha... so shhhh... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i promise (to myself and to my fellow friends) that i'll make time to update this blog as frequent as i could... hopefully i'll be able to do so... huhu... i think my problem is just about time management... handling 2 kids (a 'very hyperactive' toddler and a 'attention seeker' baby) takes most of my after-office time... and that makes me spent my 9-5 precious study time to the max that i can afford to.. i guess that explains my 'absence' in these 4 months..  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i made a vow, and i will stick to it insya Allah.. :) thank to those who have been visiting my blog all this while and do come again ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-6170551221481150798?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2009/02/re-appearance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-6175040165455365970</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 03:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-07T12:05:21.807+08:00</atom:updated><title>Selamat Hari Raya AidilFitri 1429H...</title><description>Di kesempatan ini, aku ingin mengambil peluang untuk mengucapkan Selamat Hari Raya kepada semua yang berkunjung ke blog ini.. (macam la ramai yg dtg sini ye... hahaha..)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ini kami sekeluarga cuma beraya di kawasan Alor Star aje... Doktor dah x bg pegi outstation.. aku pun tak berani jugak ambil risiko untuk "ke luar daerah" mana la tau kot2 tersakit ke nanti, tak dan pulak nak patah balik ke A.S... tapi nampaknya sehingga ke hari ini, my little baby girl masih selesa "bergelodak" in my womb.. Bila nak keluar ni ye sayang? Huhuhu... But then, according to the gynae, during my last check up, I will be giving birth to this baby any time now.. (since 2 minggu lepas lagi dah gitu ayatnya.. tapi still x de rasa contraction or any signs of delivery lagik sampai skang...) Itu jugaklah yang membuatkan kami bertiga sekadar round-round keliling bandaraya Alor Star sempena raya kali ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambar raya... belum sempat ditransfer ke laptop.... Insya Allah dalam seminggu dua lagi akan diupload... Raya kali ni, for the first time kami bertiga bergambar di pagi raya... Haha, itupun sbb aku yg tersedar, kami tak pernah bergambar sekeluarga kecil kami di pagi raya, walaupun dah 3 kali beraya bertiga... So kali ni kami berjaya jugak bergambar bersama (walaupun aku beraya dengan baju pregnant.. huhu...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat pulak, sejak 3 bulan lepas dia dah boleh baca Fatihah sendiri.. walaupun kdg2 terlangkau jugak satu dua perkataan, tapi dia dah boleh recite sendiri dari mula sampai ke penghujung surah.... awal2 dulu, Ibu atau Abah kena mulakan ayat demi ayat, then dia akan sambung... tapi Alhamdulillah skang dah boleh baca sendiri... jadinya raya kali ni dia pun tunjukkanlah kemahiran terbaru dia tu kat uncles &amp;amp; aunties dia... But then, aku masih tidak berjaya memujuk dia untuk ke nursery tahun depan... kalau di nursery mungkin lagi byk dia boleh belajar... tengoklah nanti, mungkin kena guna pendekatan paksa rela jugak kot.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-6175040165455365970?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri-1429h.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-5293100129040605790</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-28T10:43:10.351+08:00</atom:updated><title>My Son...</title><description>Anakku yang seorang ni mmg byk ckp... Dia akan bercakap tak berhenti-henti dan kalau dia senyap, itu tandanya either dia tgh khusyuk main, atau pun tido... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;selain dari itu, mmg akan bisingla mulut dia.. pot pet pot pet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah pandai lak tu berleter kat Ibu dan Abahnya... Semalam aku tgh iron baju dalam bilik tengah, dan dalam bilik tu kami simpan seraga mainannya... so sambil-sambil aku iron baju tu, Ezzat pun "bergelumang" dengan mainannya yang setimbun itu... rimas melihat mainannya bersepah-sepah, aku pun kind of berleter la sket.. "Ezzat.. janganla sepah-sepah rata sgt mainan tu, nanti Ibu jenuh nak kutip rata.. " Dalam bilik tu ada 1 almari baju.. His reply towards my leteran was, "Ibu niiii... Takpala Ezzat nak main jaa.... Ish, ezzat letak Ibu dalam almari pastu tunci (kunci... dia pronounce huruf 'k' bunyi 't'.. hehe) Ibu dalam tu satgi, baru Ibu tau.. "... adoi la.. tak expect la plak dia nak reply gitu... huhuh.. pandai plak ada idea nak kunci Ibunya ini dalam almari... kang x sempat dia kunci aku, aku dulu kunci dia dalam almari tu... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pun dah faham yang dia akan dapat adik... Hari-hari dia akan dtg kat perut aku, dan cium... "Kiss baby", katanya.. :) ... satu pagi tu, dalam kereta on the way ke KMC untuk regular check-up, dia sembang-sembang dengan 'adiknya dalam perut Ibu ni'....  "Baby, Ibu kata kalau baby dah besar, baru boleh kuar, nanti kita main naaa..." Aku senyum je dgr.. Alhamdulillah dia mcm sayang sgt dekat bakal adiknya ni.. Later lepas jumpa doktor, dia ckp lagi ngan adiknya, "Baby, awat yang takmau kuar2 lagi ni.. Doktor kata baby dah besaq dah, mai la kuaq, jangan la dok dalam perut Ibu lama-lama..." Hahaha... kali ni aku tergelak besar... Dia siap suh baby kuar dalam keta time tu jugak-jugak... adoi, ingat boleh kuar gitu-gitu jeke sayang? huhuhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-5293100129040605790?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-son.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-625626946978982584</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 07:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-13T15:43:46.896+08:00</atom:updated><title>Amanahkah kita?</title><description>Sebenarnya apa yang nak diperkatakan di sini mungkin tidaklah seserius tajuknya.. :) Mungkin ada sesetengah orang menganggap ianya remeh, dan tidak perlu diperkatakan atau dibincangkan langsung... Namun kadangkala hati terasa resah sendiri, memikirkan perkara-perkara yang dianggap remeh oleh sesetengah orang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanah... Satu perkataan yang cukup mudah... Tapi tidak semudah itu untuk mempraktikkannya... Ingatan ini pastinya harus ditujukan untuk diri sendiri dahulu, moga-moga akan sentiasa beringat dengan perlakuan, tutur kata dan tindak-tanduk seharian yang mungkin mengakibatkan diri ini melanggar amanah yang dipertanggungjawabkan.... Dan jika ada pembaca yang turut sama terkesan dengan posting ini, Alhamdulillah... Moga-moga Allah membuka hati kita untuk sentiasa memperbaiki diri....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap orang ada peranannya... Kecil atau besar, itu tidak penting, kerana di sisiNya, semua yang berlaku, dan yang diperlakukan, ada natijahnya... Baik dibalas pahala, buruk dibalas dosa... Ketika orang sibuk menuding jari ke arah ahli-ahli politik dan pemimpin negara yang kononnya selalu pecah amanah, rasuah dan pelbagai lagi aktiviti tidak sihat, rasanya kita juga harus menghalusi dan sentiasa muhasabah diri agar tidak turut melakukan perkara yang sama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak semestinya kita tidak memegang jawatan-jawatan besar di tempat kerja, kita dikira tidak perlu menjaga amanah... Telah banyak kali diperkatakan, gaji yang diberi setiap bulan, adalah ganjaran kepada pekerjaan yang dilakukan... Tapi, amanahkah kita dengan pekerjaan itu? Sepatutnya kita bekerja dari 8.10 pagi sehingga 5.10 petang (mengambil contoh tempat kerja saya sekarang)... Tolak 1 jam waktu rehat tgh hari... Dalam tempoh itu, kita bekerja dengan sungguh-sungguhkah? Ke main game yang banyak? ;) Saya juga ada bermain game.. Tipulah kalau kata tak pernah, cumanya janganlah pula itu dijadikan aktiviti utama seharian... Setakat menghilangkan tension di kepala seketika...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barang-barang keperluan pejabat pun rasanya banyak yang disalahgunakan... Mungkin ada yang kata, ala... benda-benda tu murah je... takat nak guna sikit utk keperluan peribadi, apa salahnya.. lahai, kalau dah tahu murah, belila guna duit sendiri... Saya pun bukanlah baik sangat, ada jugak pernah terpakai harta-harta ofis untuk kegunaan sendiri, huhuhu... Tapi saya cuba untuk ingatkan diri sendiri balik, aku ni mungkin tak pernah diuji dengan amanah-amanah besar, tapi amanah-amanah kecik banyak yg kita hadapi setiap hari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba kita fikir-fikirkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pernah tak kita guna printer ofis untuk print borang mintak kerja ke, print resit bayar bil thru Maybank2u ke atau apa-apa sajalah yang berunsurkan kepentingan peribadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kalau dah print tu, mesti nak stapler kan... Stapler tu, dan staples nya, beli guna duit kita ke atau harta pejabat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kertas yang kita guna tu, hurm... biasanya kalau dah guna printer ofis, mestilah guna kertas yang dah siap sedia ada dalam printer tu... kan? Harta ofis laaagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kadang-kadang gam yang 50sen sebotol tu pun guna yang ofis... Tu belum termasuk pen, marker, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita tidaklah memegang amanah sehebat Khalifah-khalifah atau pemimpin-pemimpin dunia, tapi kalau kita nak jaga diri sendiri, rasanya eloklah kita bermula dari perkara-perkara kecil sebegini... kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-625626946978982584?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2008/07/amanahkah-kita.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-7126754798465160121</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 06:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T14:45:36.022+08:00</atom:updated><title>Spelling Session with Ezzat....</title><description>I showed him a picture of a teddy bear.. But the book is in Malay, so it states "Anak Patung"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : A - a&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat : A - a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : N.A.K - nak&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat : N.A.K - nak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : Anak&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat : Anak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : P.A - pa&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat : P.A - pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : T.U.N.G - tung&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat : T.U.N.G - tung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : Patung&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat :Patung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : Ini anak Anak patung&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat : Bukaaaaaannnn.... Ini... Bear..... Ibu ni, silap ke... Ni kan Bear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-7126754798465160121?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2008/06/spelling-session-with-ezzat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-7338178435607057224</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 20:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-05T04:08:00.155+08:00</atom:updated><title>Andai Ku Tahu</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Andai ku tahu….&lt;br /&gt;Kapan tiba ajalku…&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan memohon tuhan tolong panjangkan umurku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku tahu…&lt;br /&gt;Kapan tiba masaku…&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan memohon tuhan jangan kau ambil nyawaku…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut akan semua dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut dosa yg terus membayangiku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku tahu…&lt;br /&gt;Malaikatmu kan menjemputku…&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku mengucap kata taubat padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut akan semua dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut dosa yg terus membayangiku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ampuni aku dari segala dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Ampuni aku menangis ku bertaubat padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Aku manusia yang takut neraka…&lt;br /&gt;Namun aku juga tak pantas disurga…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku tahu….&lt;br /&gt;Kapan tiba ajalku…&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku mengucap kata taubat padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut akan semua dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Aku takut dosa yg terus membayangiku…&lt;br /&gt;Ampuni aku dari segala dosa dosaku…&lt;br /&gt;Ampuni aku menangis ku bertaubat padamu… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my husband is very fond of this song currently... and me, I never bother to even notice, until he asked me to find it in the Internet... as usual, I'm his PA in everything, including all the so called tech related things.. hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;going thru the lyrics, have somehow made me think... well, i've been thinking of it for many many times, countless times now... that it is the event that each and everybody will have to go thru... besides, Muslims must always remember, and feel that the event may be a few ticks away from us now... and it is DEATH....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know, and I agree though, that everybody is scared of it, who's not? But then, for me, it is the best element to be our motivator, all the way whilst we are still living on this world.... Remembering it, each and every second of our life, will make us the best person ever living, at least in our own scope of life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know you are going to die soon, won' t you try to perform the very best solat/prayer today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know you are going to die soon, won't you try to make each and every person around you to be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know you are going to die soon, won't you try to make the best in your job so that your employer will remember good things about you... later?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know you are going to die soon, won't you resist the urge to blindly scold your children and be more patient towards their stubbornness, which you may not be able to see anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know you are going to die soon, won't you try to be the best wife ever to your husband and forget all his weakness, but to admire him with all the love he has provide you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and the list could go on and on and on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Realize it or not, it will eventually make us the best person ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-7338178435607057224?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2008/06/andai-ku-tahu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-6650392010760085497</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 03:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-01T09:50:04.625+08:00</atom:updated><title>....</title><description>lama btul dah x menulis pa pe dekat blog ni... banyak benda yang dah berlaku, so sepatutnya banyak la updates about me, my study, my family, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently pregnant... hahah... x surprise langsung cara penghebahan maklumat ni ek.. yupp.. skang ni dah 17 weeks... dan disebabkan oleh pregnancy inilah, blog ni macam bersawang sikit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pregnant kali ni, lain macam sikit alahnya... dulu masa pregnantkan anak sulung aku, Ezzat, Alhamdulillah, aku siap boleh pegi melawat student praktikal dekat Kulim lagi.. tapi kali ni, aku lembik btul the first 3 months ni... loya jangan cakapla.. tiap2 pagi bila bangun je pening, tapi bila baring balik, pun tak hilang gak pening tu... huwa.... sungguh mencabar... but then bila pegi kat Dr. Kamaruzzaman, as usual dia akan bgtau, sumer2 tu akan hilang lepas 3 bulan... mmg ye pun, coz now i'm ok...  masa tgh mabuk2 tu, mmg aku tak ke Uni.. mana nak berani, drive sejam... aku berdiri seminit pun dah nak pengsan... so dekat 3 minggu jugakla aku memerap di rumah... lepas je bulan ketiga, Alhamdulillah aku dah beransur ok.. dah kurang (bukan takde...) loya2 n pening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, i'm back in the research cluster... bergelut dengan research balik... huhuhu... yela, nak kejar progress bagi leh cover siap2 time aku nak cuti bersalin nanti... aku due 18/10/2008.... Ezzat dulu, due 16/10/2005, tapi aku bersalin awal 2 minggu, 2/10/2005... so kali ni tak tahulah awal ke cemana.. but then, insya Allah akan sama bulan dengan tarikh lahir Abangnya, Muhammad Rafiq Ezzat... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezzat pulak masa mula2 dulu, sangat la banyak kerenahnya... org kata, budak2 nak dapat adik mmg cenggitu... entah la.. asik nak berdukung aje... aku dengan tak laratnya... kesian lak kalau x dilayan... dia pulak tgk banyak cakap skang... so konon2 tanak menyekat perkembangan mindanya, layan jela.... skang dia dah takleh accept jawapan,"Ntahla.. Ibu pun tak tau..". coz dia akan tanya balik, "Kenapa Ibu x tau?"... adoi... cemana nak rentikan dialog yg berjela2 dengan anak ek? any tips? anybody?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-6650392010760085497?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-3914172223378083288</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 20:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-03T14:12:04.317+08:00</atom:updated><title>English...</title><description>Have you ever been in a position, whereby you don't know how to rate yourself? What I mean is, whether you should be very confident in facing the situation that you are in, or to look up to people above you and feel that you are not up to their level... yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in that situation, for countless times now... Worrying about my English is one of those situation that I cannot run from... I saw some people doing their presentation, and I said to myself, "Hey, I can do better than him." I know it's just a matter of giving myself a lil confidence to proceed with challenges in my life, but then I also found out that there are millions of those who are a lot better than me... And those are the times, that my self esteem seems to decrease without me realizing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure it's the situation that everybody have to face every now and then... It's just that we don't really discuss about it... Of course, who would want to discuss about their own weaknesses.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 1 reason, I feel that I'm in a disadvantage position... Well, while most of my friends are residing and studying in an English spoken country, where everybody around you are speaking nothing but English, I'm struggling here, forcing myself to practice English in everyday's life without having anyone talking to me in English... end up, I talk to myself in English most of the time... huhuhu... I'm not saying that it is bad to use my own language, as in Malay language, but then for most of the academic matters, it always goes back to English... and that's why I have this bad, dumb feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting me to be in that feeling all the time, I've decided to not pushing myself too much... Of course, I had been through those A-Level years, when we are forced to sit in the English class for at least 4 hours a day... And I still think, that was the hardest time ever in my life... I never like being in any language class, mind you... I could still remember, we are asked to write our own daily journal, submit it every week... We need to read 2 books every week, and tell the rest of the class about those books... and I believe this was when I grab my public speaking skill, hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lesson learnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One mustn't be very very confidence in oneself until it destroyed the feeling of unsecure, and hence drag the learning curve down under the axis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One also mustn't feel that he/she is very very bad in whatever he/she is doing, until it vanished up the guts of trying something new and hence bored with this exciting life every other person is enjoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: for all i know, there are nobody who will judge my English here, right? hehe... (talking about unsecure.. duh... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-3914172223378083288?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2008/03/english.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804231505202151693.post-6631422578724545173</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 08:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-27T16:34:02.026+08:00</atom:updated><title>Welcome..!!!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hallu all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Phew.. I have made another step in blogging... Moving to another new domain.. Hopes it brings new shine and glory as well.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm thinking of writing something, but my mind is somehow quite occupied with some other things... So i'm going to pen off first... I'll continue some time later.. daa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2804231505202151693-6631422578724545173?l=phica79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://phica79.blogspot.com/2008/02/welcome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Phica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>