<?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-6172995349632073792</id><updated>2012-03-14T20:10:04.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shashine's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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>469</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-230373796110003036</id><published>2012-03-12T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-12T18:05:29.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of hope is greater than the weakness of despair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) My dear readers, syukur to Allah s.w.t., I did very very well for A-Levels. It was more than I've ever expected. That tears of happiness once I saw my results... I really waited for that moment. Alhamdulillah! I wish all the best for myself and all my friends for the future. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just to update... I've ended my teaching internship. But, I'm extending my stay in Innova JC as a relief teacher. Although there are many who says that I'll be going to the Malay Dept, I'm staying in Humanities Dept, under Geog Unit. Yay, will still be in the same team as Miss Naf, Mr Zee and Mdm Gowri. And not forgetting, our new teacher, Mita! :D May Geography continue to improve. I strongly believe that! Hwaiting Groovy Geographers! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till then. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-230373796110003036?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/230373796110003036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/230373796110003036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2012/03/power-of-hope-is-greater-than-weakness.html' title='The power of hope is greater than the weakness of despair.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-5302716638719521237</id><published>2012-02-26T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T17:13:54.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage is knowing what not to fear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0T-HOZ8dcj0/T0n3ZJ-0tHI/AAAAAAAACRo/NdfRerHYOEE/s1600/CIMG6444.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0T-HOZ8dcj0/T0n3ZJ-0tHI/AAAAAAAACRo/NdfRerHYOEE/s400/CIMG6444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713369613844395122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Assalamualaikum. This is going to be a very lost post. Basically, the reason why I blogged is because I can't let anybody see my previous post anymore. Bahaya! Lol. Ok, that's all. I'm doing great in Innova JC as a teacher. Results going to be out soon. Pray for me. Insya-Allah, I will do well. AMIN! That's all. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-5302716638719521237?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5302716638719521237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5302716638719521237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2012/02/courage-is-knowing-what-not-to-fear.html' title='Courage is knowing what not to fear.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0T-HOZ8dcj0/T0n3ZJ-0tHI/AAAAAAAACRo/NdfRerHYOEE/s72-c/CIMG6444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7210850150775319911</id><published>2012-02-04T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T21:42:54.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpq2qA9yeG8/Ty0za6gkSoI/AAAAAAAACRc/eHU0OnQqvmQ/s1600/FRIEND37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpq2qA9yeG8/Ty0za6gkSoI/AAAAAAAACRc/eHU0OnQqvmQ/s400/FRIEND37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705272840423754370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Experienced my first week experience in iJC as a teaching intern. And I seriously love it. I have good interns with me. And the best thing is that I'm working closely with my Geog teacher, Miss Nafisah. Now, she's not only a Geog teacher to me, but my mentor! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, I have one problem in this school. I'm in love with a teacher in this school. Okay, I don't know if it's right to say that "I'm in love with him" or not. Because he's not in love with me. Okay, I don't know abt that. But, I shall not put too much hope. Basically, I'm secretly having feelings for him. Really really. I've liked him since J1. The reason I go for this internship, putting my first choice of school as iJC, is all because of him!!! Just him! But now, I'm somewhat regret, because the more I'm closer with him, the more I'm sad and depressed. Because I know I can't get him! :( And this is very sad. So, how now? Wait, worst still, HOD of MT desperately needs someone to teach H1 Malay, and she insists of me taking that RT position. I had no choice but to accept that offer since she really insisted. That also means, I'm going to meet him for a longer period. Seriously, I don't know what's Allah's plan. But, I know definitely, He will do the BEST for me. Yes, very best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now, I just gotta be strong and patient! He's always there for me! :D I will never forget that, insya-Allah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till then. Assalamualaikum. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7210850150775319911?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7210850150775319911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7210850150775319911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2012/02/attitude-is-little-thing-that-makes-big.html' title='Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-Fpq2qA9yeG8/Ty0za6gkSoI/AAAAAAAACRc/eHU0OnQqvmQ/s72-c/FRIEND37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-3198309211013291458</id><published>2012-01-17T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T23:03:09.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being positive simply means focusing on positive thoughts and paying no attention to negative thoughts as they arise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! How have January been for you people? I hope everything's still fine, and at the right place. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm blogging because I'm feeling sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the fact is that I have to keep loving him from a distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is an impossible love. And it always happens in drama, but not in reality!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're totally of different status and the fact that he's a bit too old for me and I'm a bit too young for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, our age gap is nothing more than 10 years, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sooo crazy in love with someone secretly!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-3198309211013291458?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3198309211013291458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3198309211013291458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2012/01/being-positive-simply-means-focusing-on.html' title='Being positive simply means focusing on positive thoughts and paying no attention to negative thoughts as they arise.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-3168044723956857445</id><published>2012-01-08T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:45:53.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A woman's best jewelry is her shyness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) This is my first 2012 post. So, let me wish everyone a great 2012 ahead. Insya-Allah, amin. :) Nothing much to say... just going to update abt the last happening event, that is, Teaching Internship Programme 2012 3-day training sessions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZYbuuIXO9U/Twlw0rURZzI/AAAAAAAACRI/KuDiW_On-l4/s1600/smallgrp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZYbuuIXO9U/Twlw0rURZzI/AAAAAAAACRI/KuDiW_On-l4/s400/smallgrp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695207254069962546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my group members! Some are from Hwa Chong, Dunman High, Temasek, Tampiness and Raffles. I'm from Innova. HAHA. Though we're from different schs and backgrounds, we really get along very very well. I'm sooo happy for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJs4jJNI5Gw/Twlw0roXsXI/AAAAAAAACRA/P2SE1nC8NZM/s1600/biggrp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJs4jJNI5Gw/Twlw0roXsXI/AAAAAAAACRA/P2SE1nC8NZM/s400/biggrp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695207254154260850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is our whole big group! We rocks! I don't know if you're able to find us on Facebook or not. But as for now, our group name is TIP S16-0430! Lol, that's our room name actually. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So... yeah, I had super great fun! My personality automatically changed when in this room. I'm so hyper. I contributed a lot of ideas. I volunteered to do presentations! And many many more. I really love it. The best thing is that I never feel nervous at all being at the front ALONE while doing presentations on lesson plans. Wow, I hope I'm like that when I start teaching soon. Hehehe. Insya-Allah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, that's all I've to say for now. Till then. Next post will probably be on 30th, to share my experience as an intern. Or... probably before if there's any happening event, okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till then. Take care! Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-3168044723956857445?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3168044723956857445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3168044723956857445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2012/01/womans-best-jewelry-is-her-shyness.html' title='A woman&apos;s best jewelry is her shyness.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-sZYbuuIXO9U/Twlw0rURZzI/AAAAAAAACRI/KuDiW_On-l4/s72-c/smallgrp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2961341182307874667</id><published>2011-12-13T07:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T07:46:11.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you don't plan to heed my advice, don't bother come to me when you need help. I can only help those who wish to help themselves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! Wow, it's really been months since I last blogged. So, this is my first post after A-Levels. How's you guys doing? Great? I hope so. I've been having so much fun lately. I'm just back from Vietnam and I miss Vietnam sooo much! :( I wish I can go back there again next year. Insya-Allah. That's what my parents say. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, I'm not going to talk much about the Vietnam trip. If you wish to look at photos, do browse my albums in Facebook. Heh. I'm not in the mood of blogging cause it seems kinda boring to me now. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, I got one good news! I'm posted to Innova Junior College for 2012 MOE TIP! Alhamdulillah! I'm sooo glad to receive that news. I hope this is really a good opportunity for me. Going back to my sch, insya-Allah, I'll be able to work well with the teachers since I knew most of them already. I hope I got Miss Nafisah or Mr Zee for my mentor. Because my first choice is Geography, and that's the 2 Geography teachers that have taught me since JC1. Yeah, pray for me kay? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, till then for now. I've no complaints to make in this blog. xD I mean, usually I'll like complaining here and there abt this and that, right? Hahaha. No time lah. I'm having a good life right now. I should enjoy it. Loving life. Okie, till then, next post probably next year, okay? Heee. Byeee! Take care. Assalamualaikum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2961341182307874667?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2961341182307874667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2961341182307874667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-you-dont-plan-to-heed-my-advice-dont.html' title='If you don&apos;t plan to heed my advice, don&apos;t bother come to me when you need help. I can only help those who wish to help themselves.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-4261682567983649859</id><published>2011-10-02T07:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T07:38:36.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every accomplishment starts with the decision to try.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xMV5v-1VesE/Toee_WOTYoI/AAAAAAAACQ0/59Bc5eRiKR4/s1600/FRIEND20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xMV5v-1VesE/Toee_WOTYoI/AAAAAAAACQ0/59Bc5eRiKR4/s400/FRIEND20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658666267948835458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Wow, it's been almost a month since I last blogged. And... most probably, my next update will be after A's. :S Except if there's a request from someone. :P Hahahahahaha. Anyway, yeah, I'm updating cause I've promised to the guy in red up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(This is not formality.) But... I'm really thankful to him for helping me out with my problems! Thanks Zul. Again, &lt;b&gt;YOU'RE MY BESTFRIEND EVER&lt;/b&gt;! Seriously. Confirmed kau touched gila lepas baca ni. Hehehehehehehehe. x) Saya sungguh blessed sbb ada sahabat mcm dia. Haiy, I'm the bad one. :( I have my own reasons for that which I shouldn't say here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uhm, that's one. Another thing I wanna say in this post is that I'll be on virtual hiatus from now until (insya-Allah) after A's. :) For the past 6 days, including today, which means this whole week, I've not been very productive. I think I'm not productive at all!!! Like whaaat. Just because of this small matter which I kept thinking abt. This is so not me. I'm a workaholic girl and I only think abt work. Sooo, I have to go back to my "workaholic momentum". Nothing in my mind except W-O-R-K! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me make this post quite a long one since I'm not going to update any soon. Hmmm... Prelim 2 results? Still not get back all yet. Have yet to get back my Geog P2 and MLL. Scared to get back both papers. Nonetheless, abt those papers I've gotten back, I'm most happy with my Maths P1 because like at last, my effort is paid. I PASSED PURE MATHS!!! :D Alhamdulillah. For my P2, unfortunately, it remains the same which shouldn't be the case. But, it's okay, I'll give my best shot for A's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh wait, I'm also sooo happy for Geog P1. I got a B for my Physical Geog. My weakest section of Geography!!! In fact, just another 4 marks, I could simply got an A. It's okay. I believe if I work extra hard, those 4 marks won't be a problem. Insya-Allah, able to ace it during actual A-Levels! Insya-Allah, amin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm most disappointed with Bio! :( Although I'm the highest in MCQ, highest in essay, highest in overall and I'm the only one who passed the paper, I'm still disappointed. Because I dropped from a C to D. But let me tell you, this is a very very very difficult paper this time round. MCQ was quite a killer. Mr Azahar dengki because Prelim 1 I got 29/30. Kali ni dia tk kasi chance langsung, terus susah sia dia kasi. Lol. Joking. I think it's a good thing to expose us with difficult questions now, rather than we stunned during actual A's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Advice to myself and everyone, no matter what the results are for Prelim 2, it's still not the end of the day. Test yourself again during the Mock Test. Don't take any test for granted because those are precious opportunities to gauge where you stand. It's still not too late. There's still 20+ days left. Focus, study hard, pray hard, believe in yourself and have faith. Insya-Allah, you'll get what you want. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's all for this update. Till then. Take care. For those taking A's, no matter how much you have to study, health comes first. Okie. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-4261682567983649859?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4261682567983649859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4261682567983649859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/10/every-accomplishment-starts-with.html' title='Every accomplishment starts with the decision to try.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-xMV5v-1VesE/Toee_WOTYoI/AAAAAAAACQ0/59Bc5eRiKR4/s72-c/FRIEND20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7365762812347671874</id><published>2011-09-09T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:09:22.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for those who love you, that's sincerity. Praying for those who hurt you, that's maturity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Hmmm... it's been a while since I last blogged. Anyway... there's nothing much to update also. Too busy with work. Nothing else to think about. Nothing else to do, besides mugging. This holiday... I've been spending my time in school Libraria mugging and went for my incessant consultations. Lol. To the extent that... I even booked those teachers who don't teach me for consultations. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Btw, I just finished watching Spy Meongwol. Such a saddd story! :'( I cried really badly. Probably that's the reason why I don't seems high in this update. Super sad. Really. Best takeaway from this story for me is just one word, DESTINY! It's just meaningful to me. It's all about fate. No matter what we plan, no matter what we hope for, fate determines everything. Not to lose hope, but to be patient. Good things come to those who waits. Yeah... that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next week is Prelim 2. All the best for everyone. Supposedly, I'm on a virtual hiatus. But, here am I, updating my blog. Hah. Nvm, my Twitter is very quiet now. Alright, I gotta start with my Malay essay now. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7365762812347671874?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7365762812347671874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7365762812347671874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/09/praying-for-those-who-love-you-thats.html' title='Praying for those who love you, that&apos;s sincerity. Praying for those who hurt you, that&apos;s maturity.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1296101946585962150</id><published>2011-08-27T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T10:59:37.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you want and what Allah has in store for you may be completely different. But rest assured Allah knows what's best for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) It's been about a week I didn't blog right? Lol. Sooo busy. In fact, now I'm super sick. Hmmm... not gonna talk much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just wanna take this opportunity to wish all Muslims a fruitful Selamat Hari Aidilfitri Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau Shabirah ada salah silap dgn sesiapa, terkecilkan hati ke, termarah ke, terbohong ke, terjeling ke semua ter... dan tentu sekali semua yg dibuat secara sengaja, Shabirah menyusun sepuluh jari memohon ampun dan maaf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Semoga Ramadhan yg akan berlalu dlm beberapa hari lagi ni bukan Ramadhan yg terakhir buat kita semua. Amin ya rabbal a'lamin. Semoga setiap daripada kita sentiasa dicucuri rahmat Allah s.w.t. dan dilindungi oleh-Nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agak sedih kerana Ramadhan akan meninggalkan kita. Pada Shabirah, inilah Ramadhan paling bermakna... sbb Shabirah telah dibukakan pintu hati oleh-Nya, dan diberi hidayah. Subhanallah. Amin ya rabbal a'lamin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Itu sahaja... sekian, assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1296101946585962150?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1296101946585962150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1296101946585962150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-you-want-and-what-allah-has-in.html' title='What you want and what Allah has in store for you may be completely different. But rest assured Allah knows what&apos;s best for you.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-754578350258042181</id><published>2011-08-19T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T18:12:26.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When love firmly settles in the heart, the limbs will only act in obedience to Allah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) I really love the quote up there! :) Hmmm... it's just meaningful to me. Because... it makes me feels good and less guilty. I know what I did is good... in the long-term (indeed now as well). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So... I'm just back home. STILL IN SCH UNIFORM! Habit lah. Lol. Waiting for my sister to get out of the toilet. Heh. So, since there's some time, let me just blog a little. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, how's life people? Mine... fine, alhamdulillah! :) I really feels like A's is just around the corner. Wait, reality check; NEXT FRIDAY IS GP PRELIM 2! Not so prepared. :( Haiya. Yeah, too many things to do, right? But, the most important thing is never give up! Okay people? Don't be stress. Org yg stress tu mcm org tkda iman tau. Kalau kita ingat Allah, kita akan sentiasa berasa tenang. Insya-Allah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, I've nothing much to say. So, till then, aye? Bye. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-754578350258042181?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/754578350258042181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/754578350258042181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-love-firmly-settles-in-heart-limbs.html' title='When love firmly settles in the heart, the limbs will only act in obedience to Allah.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-5581645705011282006</id><published>2011-08-14T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T15:36:32.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeds without sincerity are like a traveler who carries dirt in his water-jug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Subhanallah, it's really been quite some time since I last blogged. Right now, I have some time to blog. So, yeah. Heh. You, who are reading this blog... this might be your first time here... or probably... it's been sooo long you've not read my blog. Lol. I've changed my blog URL. Wow, after like almost 3 years, then I changed my blog link. And after 1.5 years of privatizing it, I changed it back and made it visible to everyone. :) I don't know if it's good or not. But, whatever. Exactly why I changed my blog link. Siapa jumpa, jumpalah. Siapa tk, tk jumpalah. Lol. Hmmm... actually, I thought I wanted to delete my blog. But... I love my past. I'm gonna treasure it. But to my new readers, please don't read any posts dated from June 2009 till July 2011. This is my first post for the month of August. I don't know when will be my next post. Because I'm super busy. Tight schedule and many more. So, till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S.: (To someone special) Bisikkan ke dalam hatimu yang paling dalam. Aku bukan milikmu. Dan engkau bukan milikku. Pemilik segala adalah Al-Malik. Dialah yang memiliki dan menguasai segala-galanya. Pada kita hanya amanah, sampai masanya, terpaksa diserah. Jangan ada rasa dimiliki, dan jangan ada rasa memiliki. Bila terasa sepi, jangan katakan engkau sepi. Bila terasa sepi, katakan kita sentiasa ada pemerhati yang menjaga kita, yang mengetahui segala isi hati kita, yang menjaga kita. Berdoalah. Dan sabar. Kerana Allah sentiasa bersama orang-orang yang sabar. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-5581645705011282006?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5581645705011282006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5581645705011282006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/08/deeds-without-sincerity-are-like.html' title='Deeds without sincerity are like a traveler who carries dirt in his water-jug.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-3435814027630294454</id><published>2011-07-30T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:06:09.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrying does not empty tomorrow of its troubles; it empties today of its strength.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Masya-Allah, rasa mcm dah lama skali tk blog. I can't deny that I was really really really busy for the past few days. Anyway, I'm not going to blog much. Very busy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, helped out at Masjid An-Nur for the Khatamul Qur'an thingy. Lepas tu kasi org makan. Then nk kena kemas everything. Wah, until like almost 1 am sia. Tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you know what? I actually helped Umi to carry Mujtaba sbb dia nk buat kerja. And Mujtaba is only 9 days old. Seram! Badan dia lembut nah. I carry him sooo carefully. Umi dukung dia saje je tau tk jaga kepala. Kesian bdk tu. Maybe sbb dia tahu tkpa kot. Yelah anak ke-4. Lol. I carry him like my first child. Aw. Eh, if I have baby one day, I'll carry my baby properly tau. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, so, I've got back my results yesterday morning. Uhm, I have to say that I made a significant improvement for some subjects. And slip my GP. :(  But, overall I'm quite happy. I will do better for Prelim 2 and much much better for A-Levels of course. Insya-Allah. Amin! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WGlm8SnqAY/TjOSu1I-sTI/AAAAAAAACQg/7uDVCo3PrM0/s1600/bt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WGlm8SnqAY/TjOSu1I-sTI/AAAAAAAACQg/7uDVCo3PrM0/s400/bt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635008892007002418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above is my Block Test results took in March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlIhHRC2IAk/TjOSu8nVHMI/AAAAAAAACQY/uj3x_bf-SSY/s1600/IMG004%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlIhHRC2IAk/TjOSu8nVHMI/AAAAAAAACQY/uj3x_bf-SSY/s400/IMG004%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635008894013349058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And above here is my recent Prelim 1 results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I can improve more for GP and Maths. And of course MLL ah. My Physical Geog is a bit problematic. I really really need to do something about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's not talk about studies for a while before I end my blog post. So, yesterday was Sports Day. Merepek. Took attendance and I cabut to M4-4 and do my own work. Lol. After that terus lari gi tempat solat and sembunyi sbb cikgu2 semua ngah patron sch. Apa je. Merepek kan? Lol. And I'm with Atikah and Zakiah all that ah. Kalau dah start berbual ngan Atikah eh, kalau tk merepek tk sah. Lol. Kekek sampai nk nangis. Lol. And then, ktorang semua tkleh keluar sekolah before 7pm. Tapi me, Atikah and Zakiah managed to cabut. Mission accomplished. Not an easy mission. Sbb kita bukan cabut sembunyi2. Cabut kat main gate lagi ada ah! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I think right, lately, I got emotional so easily. No matter what drama or movie I watched, I can cry on the spot. Cannot control. I mean, last time I can. Now? Wah, cannot lah. Just now I cried while watching Bagaikan Sumayyah kat Sensasi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm... one more thing. I don't know how should I put this. But, I know I can say it here because he cannot read this anymore (maybe just for now). I... I really miss him. So much. I know I cannot tell him this. I don't care if he knows this or not. Right now, I know he will only think about this one thing; that is, SHABIRAH IS ONE WORKAHOLIC GF THAT COULD SACRIFICE HER LOVE FOR STUDIES! Let him be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last two days, had this talk from MCYS punya org ah. She let us watched When The Devil Wears Prada. There's this scene where there's a guy who said, "The person who you keep picking up the calls is the person you're in r/s with." Basically, he's trying to say that the girl only have so much time with her fashion thingy and her boss and everything but no time for him ah, although the fact is that they're in a r/s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But of course, for my case. I can't deny that studies can take up my time. But, I can't deny as well that I'm good at time management. It's not really a big deal to handle r/s while having a big exams. Ok, to be realistic, probably a bit difficult lah. But, my main reasons of course, I'm trying to build my r/s with Allah. I don't want to do the things that Allah hate. Ok fine if r/s seems okay in Islam or not. Whatever. But, I know Allah will hate me if I don't listen to my mum. Mums are irreplaceable. I don't want Allah to hate me because of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love him. But, I love Him more. I respect his feelings. But, I respect Allah's feelings more. I treasure the love he has given me. But, I treasure the love He has given me more. That's why, I'll never stop to pray to Allah so that I can have you back in my life, in the future. I have faith in Him. Seriously. I believe in Him. I know he wants the best of me, and of course him. And maybe what happened right now is the best thing. Insya-Allah. He will show us the beauty of this wait. The best thing of all on Earth is of course the bless from Allah s.w.t. in whatever we do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since, I've been talking about this. I think I should say this as well. I feel sooo guilty towards him. I told him once, "I'm not happy in this r/s!" And I said that it's because he didn't do what his is supposed to do and what not. Simply said, I'm just complaining about his wrongs and blame him for why I'm unhappy in this r/s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then, for the past few days. I kept thinking about him. I don't know how to say but I felt lucky to have him before this. I mean like... of all guys, I chose him to be my first love. Of course there are many things ... &lt;i&gt;(not to be seen by public)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to say that it's hard lah for me. Very. But, the best I can do for me and him is just praying to Him. I've no other means. Seriously. I really don't know what he's thinking about me now? Will he be thinking that I'm just playing with his feelings? Will he think that my love has fade away? Or what? That I'm just like any girls out there who thinks that they can have another guy with just the snap of the fingers, and so I don't care about him anymore? Hmmm... actually I don't care lah. I told him already, I deserved all that. Like seriously. Biarlah. Hanya Allah saja yang maha Mengetahui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright people, before I get too emotional. I want to off now. I gotta busy myself with work so that I won't be reminded about him too often. It makes me sad. I really made him sad. And I'm really really sad! So... till then people. If I didn't blog tmr or next week, Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan (also to him but I can't wish him). Lol. Bye. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-3435814027630294454?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3435814027630294454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3435814027630294454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/worrying-does-not-empty-tomorrow-of-its.html' title='Worrying does not empty tomorrow of its troubles; it empties today of its strength.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-7WGlm8SnqAY/TjOSu1I-sTI/AAAAAAAACQg/7uDVCo3PrM0/s72-c/bt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-9874042393533002</id><published>2011-07-23T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:05:43.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't envy those without problems, envy those with problems who can handle them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) 6 days ago was my special day. But, let me just update you abt my birthday today, ok? Heh. I've been very very very busy. So, I don't really have time to blog. Before, I talked more, here are some photos of my birthday presents and cards from my loved ones. Appreciate them loads. Xoxo! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUfaJ_4K7vQ/TirSCsRGd8I/AAAAAAAACQQ/Wmc9R6Fm3zM/s1600/IMG009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUfaJ_4K7vQ/TirSCsRGd8I/AAAAAAAACQQ/Wmc9R6Fm3zM/s400/IMG009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632545227664684994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxQyusuU8tE/TirSCQbI4NI/AAAAAAAACQI/nRvOXj44WE0/s1600/IMG010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxQyusuU8tE/TirSCQbI4NI/AAAAAAAACQI/nRvOXj44WE0/s400/IMG010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632545220190593234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKI_eXXpdOw/TirSCJOGDeI/AAAAAAAACQA/Cc2Ep97nVcI/s1600/IMG011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKI_eXXpdOw/TirSCJOGDeI/AAAAAAAACQA/Cc2Ep97nVcI/s400/IMG011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632545218256834018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful card and purple brooch from Ain! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNf-DefZ-GE/TirRmviKhqI/AAAAAAAACP4/XuGzk68IWvM/s1600/IMG018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNf-DefZ-GE/TirRmviKhqI/AAAAAAAACP4/XuGzk68IWvM/s400/IMG018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544747505223330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This gorgeous bracelet is from Natt! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SymbqA59xU/TirRmDPOkMI/AAAAAAAACPw/12Jni7Yg76U/s1600/IMG014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SymbqA59xU/TirRmDPOkMI/AAAAAAAACPw/12Jni7Yg76U/s400/IMG014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544735614636226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-854sMZMPvyw/TirRmOnDXYI/AAAAAAAACPo/MiwYs8qroSY/s1600/IMG007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-854sMZMPvyw/TirRmOnDXYI/AAAAAAAACPo/MiwYs8qroSY/s400/IMG007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544738667355522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pwYzZACs5T8/TirRlyGD6LI/AAAAAAAACPg/kZv0DlkgBBM/s1600/IMG008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pwYzZACs5T8/TirRlyGD6LI/AAAAAAAACPg/kZv0DlkgBBM/s400/IMG008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544731012786354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big birthday card and some cute stuff from Zakiah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaSS4yO7LCo/TirRltjkroI/AAAAAAAACPY/dtqq8qUm4No/s1600/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaSS4yO7LCo/TirRltjkroI/AAAAAAAACPY/dtqq8qUm4No/s400/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544729794391682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsjxw81S7Lw/TirRCWaF3mI/AAAAAAAACPQ/r6-aCxY65fg/s1600/IMG002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsjxw81S7Lw/TirRCWaF3mI/AAAAAAAACPQ/r6-aCxY65fg/s400/IMG002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544122285186658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Irritating card and gigantic chocolate from Atikah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ar6wSELiDdU/TirRCYjfyhI/AAAAAAAACPI/Es_SsjXiu9Y/s1600/IMG006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ar6wSELiDdU/TirRCYjfyhI/AAAAAAAACPI/Es_SsjXiu9Y/s400/IMG006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544122861505042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2teBNyrqv6g/TirRCOZvjxI/AAAAAAAACPA/ply5rqsDg1Y/s1600/IMG005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2teBNyrqv6g/TirRCOZvjxI/AAAAAAAACPA/ply5rqsDg1Y/s400/IMG005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544120136240914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOeYHhhKujE/TirRB3dcV0I/AAAAAAAACO4/uvYV3GlIKqg/s1600/IMG004%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOeYHhhKujE/TirRB3dcV0I/AAAAAAAACO4/uvYV3GlIKqg/s400/IMG004%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544113977743170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PINK tudung and HOT red brooch from Rafidah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8WU0OWyfyKQ/TirRBjARCbI/AAAAAAAACOw/7S4FVUAzg4I/s1600/IMG013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8WU0OWyfyKQ/TirRBjARCbI/AAAAAAAACOw/7S4FVUAzg4I/s400/IMG013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632544108486658482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, thanks to Luqman for unwrapping all those presents. Mcm birthday dia gitu. Lol lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;YAY! Dapat jugak amik gambar Luqman gigi dia yang dah ronggak tu. Lol. Tapi dah grow gigi sikit ah. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, basically, i just finished watching 2014 Worldcup Qualifiers Singapore vs Malaysia (1st Leg). Singapore won 5-3! Wooohooo! :D So, right now, I either sleep and wake up early tmr morning and do Geog, or do Geog now then sleep. Good thing is that there's no tuition tmr. Told Mr Rahamat about it already. Heee. Really. I'm very tired also. Nvm, I still have to kuatkan semangat. Stay focus! And go with this good momentum. In fact, I need to build up this momentum. Masih nk main2 jugak kadang2. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so till then lah. I really very tired. I shall sleep now. Tmr early morning around 7+ I will wake up and finish Geog before 9am. So that after 9am, I can follow my normal plan that I've planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you know what? After planning my schedule for Prelim 2, I realised that I can't afford to celebrate Hari Raya. Okay lah, except 1st Syawal. Tu mesti ah. What to do? I think tkyah beli baju pun. I will only keluar satu hari. Seriously! Tkda duit tkpa lah. Tk penting. Belajar lagi penting. What I need right now is just timeee! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My sister also told me that I'm too workaholic. Yeah, I know. Logic, reasonable and valid reason I gave to him to why he shouldn't wait for me anymore. Indeed it's true what, who likes a workaholic person? Frankly, I don't like a workaholic person either. Lol. But, I am one. But, what to do? Hahaha. I still like myself. HAHAHA. K lah, apa2 lah eh. Gtg. Till then. Bye people. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-9874042393533002?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/9874042393533002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/9874042393533002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-envy-those-without-problems-envy.html' title='Don&apos;t envy those without problems, envy those with problems who can handle them.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-VUfaJ_4K7vQ/TirSCsRGd8I/AAAAAAAACQQ/Wmc9R6Fm3zM/s72-c/IMG009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-772036365821032868</id><published>2011-07-20T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:58:27.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Wah, mcm dah lama gitu eh tk blog? Heh heh. Miss blogging. :( Lol. Verrry busy! No time to even blog. Now, I curi some time. Tired lah. Lagipun all important work done. Left with some things that needs to be done by next week. So, let's not rush them. I've planned my timetable well. Insya-Allah everything follows the plan so that work can get be done easily! Insya-Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, below I got presents from Mr Zee and Miss Nafisah! How come they know I like pink ah? Heee. All are pink stuff. Really! I like. Heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf3j2hVVuZw/TibbywlMvSI/AAAAAAAACOo/j2RJVawmE-w/s1600/IMG019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf3j2hVVuZw/TibbywlMvSI/AAAAAAAACOo/j2RJVawmE-w/s400/IMG019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631430049154252066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, I love this badge the most! I love Geography! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weDE74uSMag/Tibbyv1g1qI/AAAAAAAACOg/qxCQlgq1Wb8/s1600/IMG027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weDE74uSMag/Tibbyv1g1qI/AAAAAAAACOg/qxCQlgq1Wb8/s400/IMG027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631430048954242722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like this book as well. Diorang mcm tahu je I'm using LG handphone. HAHA. K, no link. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GUR85T86jKk/TibbyWV9nGI/AAAAAAAACOY/kTePb4YpUc8/s1600/IMG020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GUR85T86jKk/TibbyWV9nGI/AAAAAAAACOY/kTePb4YpUc8/s400/IMG020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631430042111024226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PINK HELLO KITTY! I LIKEEE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel so chidish. Hehehehehe. x) But, even my teacher is like that. Lol. But, anyway, syukur alhamdulillah, I've managed to improve a lot for Geog. But, I just need to buck up a little bit more for Physical Geog. And maintain my Human Geog. Insya-Allah. I need to get B for Physical Geog for Prelim 2. And get A for Human Geog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At first, before getting the paper, I thought getting an A is impossible. But, when I got the paper, I'm really really really very shock. It's really possible! So, people let's start to believe in ourselves. Nothing that is not impossible. Kalau ada kemahuan, di situ ada highwayyy! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, actually today I'm a bit PMS. Bad mood semcm. When I'm in a bad mood, I'd like to be alone actually. Oh btw, actually I'm very sad. Prelim 1 is quite a good news for me. I got top for Bio in class, top for Maths in class, and also for Geog, but I can't share it with him. :( He's been the one who, although not always, but the one who asked me if I've studied or not. Tolerate with me because he knows I need to concentrate for A's. No matter how mad he is, he... I very sad lah. How I wish he could read this blog, but, unfortunately, he can't anymore. Hmmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I can do now is to pray to Him, and share my happiness with Him because that's the best although I can't share it with him. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya Allah! Tenangkanlah hatiku, tenangkanlah hati dia. Redhakanlah hatiku, redhakanlah hati dia. Berilah kami petunjuk-Mu. Tunjukkanlah kami jalan. Jauhkanlah kami dari godaan syaitan dan iblis, dan dekatkanlah kami kepada-Mu. Amin ya rabbal a'lamin. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh btw, below is cerita lama. Lupa nk share. Heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F2oNGXWSx9w/TibbyHfU3TI/AAAAAAAACOQ/pyYZysJ4Vwc/s1600/IMG001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F2oNGXWSx9w/TibbyHfU3TI/AAAAAAAACOQ/pyYZysJ4Vwc/s400/IMG001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631430038123765042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, so that's abt it today. Nothing much to say. So, till then. Take care people. HAVE FAITH! Heee. Bye. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-772036365821032868?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/772036365821032868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/772036365821032868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-and-little-collected-together.html' title='A little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf3j2hVVuZw/TibbywlMvSI/AAAAAAAACOo/j2RJVawmE-w/s72-c/IMG019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2688616468672026811</id><published>2011-07-17T05:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T05:53:32.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TO MEEE! :D Dah legal, babe! Hehehehe. Alright, I've celebrated yesterday with fam. So, a very short post now. Not going to talk much anyway. Actually, I'm rushing to pray Subuh right now. Later wanna sleep then wake up back for tuition. So, till then people. Byeee. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2688616468672026811?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2688616468672026811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2688616468672026811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/man-sees-in-world-what-he-carries-in.html' title='A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-4214508799895276656</id><published>2011-07-16T08:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T05:43:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the most valuable jewel on earth doesn't shine as brightly as the woman who knows her worth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQbEGWBi6os/TiDWYjLqdYI/AAAAAAAACOE/OC5RTPariYM/s1600/IMG020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQbEGWBi6os/TiDWYjLqdYI/AAAAAAAACOE/OC5RTPariYM/s400/IMG020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629735251462485378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Seriously, I'm not going to blog really long. My head is sooo dizzy. I even tumbang just now after solat Subuh. Nasib ibu support, kalau tidak kepala dah terhantuk kat tembok. But I didn't faint lah. Lol. Even smlm pun tk pergi night class. Mabuk sngt2. After the lari mmg I got dizzy. Somehow smpi skrg ah pening dia. Adui. I don't know whether it's because of the rain or what. I just want to post this picture here because I forgot to post is on 14 July. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'VE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GROWN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1CM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tu psl happy. Heee. Weight, I lost weight. Heh. Baru tadi I check lagi kan lepas solat was 47.7kg. Heee. I easily lose weight lah. Lol. K dah. I SERIOUSLY got no energy to type. Gotta sleep. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-4214508799895276656?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4214508799895276656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4214508799895276656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/even-most-valuable-jewel-on-earth.html' title='Even the most valuable jewel on earth doesn&apos;t shine as brightly as the woman who knows her worth.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-jQbEGWBi6os/TiDWYjLqdYI/AAAAAAAACOE/OC5RTPariYM/s72-c/IMG020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-8152338618553802970</id><published>2011-07-15T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T18:29:24.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work for a cause not for applause.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) How's life people? Lol. Did not blog yesterday because I'm suuuper duuuper tired. I'm totally shagged. Subhanallah! I even slept really early. 9+pm I think. Lol. Ehhh tk. That one is last two days. Yesterday was around 10pm. Had to do my SGC. Puji diri sendiri tkpa. Melampau2 pulak tu. HAHA! "As an MLEP Scholar and the H2 MLL Representative for my Civics Group Executive Member, Shabirah exhibits good use of her Mother Tongue language so as to encourage..." HAHAHAHA! This is what we called CAM PAHAM! Lol lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just so you're aware, I'm really really feeling very down right now. Very emo. But, I'm trying to cheer up myself right now in this blog! Lol. You know what? History repeats itself. Last year, 15 July 2010, I cried badly because of PW. This year, 15 July 2011, I cried again. But, in the toilet. Shhh... nobody knows! I'm not saying the reason why. But it's totally got no link with studies. Hah. This happens after school ah. Lol. I remember 15 July because it's Atikah's birthday! Lol. Gave her brithday present and card just now morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Btw, basically, I'm just back home from my finals 800m run for Sports' Day. My run is not on the actual Sports' Day. And I got this info sooo last minute. I haven't practise. After two months, this is my first time running. Besok cramp ah confirm! In fact, I'm still in my Rasalas t-shirt and Innova long pants. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Btw, I'm really sooo thankful to NUR ADILAH for being by my side all the way! Also much thanks to NUR QAISURAH for her willingness to stay back and support me. Also, thanks to my junior, SYAFIQ for leading the Rasalas with the cheer, "GO SHABIRAH GO". Lol. Terkejut jugak aku mcm mana semua Rasalas boleh kenal aku ni? Kuat sio. HAHA. Also to my junior, 'ADIK'. Heee. And many more lah, Vanessa, Izyan, Ryan, Danise, Shafeeq and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh btw, saw this thick smoke? Who stayed in Woodlands and Marsiling or even near my school there can see this. Yes, I can see this from my school. Teruk eh? Dari tempat factory2 kat Marsiling tu. At first, I thought dekat rumah org. Because if you see my photos, depan ni North Plaza punya parking. Belakang is block kan? I thought dari block tu sia. Very thick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ansrmTHmPo/TiALa7Wx2aI/AAAAAAAACN8/nZKWaatdklY/s1600/IMG005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ansrmTHmPo/TiALa7Wx2aI/AAAAAAAACN8/nZKWaatdklY/s400/IMG005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629512091450857890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2ud1Tf4O4Q/TiALailqTQI/AAAAAAAACN0/Tlj_NM4GjGo/s1600/IMG006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2ud1Tf4O4Q/TiALailqTQI/AAAAAAAACN0/Tlj_NM4GjGo/s400/IMG006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629512084802391298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahhh, ni dah siang sikit. Lebih obvious asap dia. Berkepul-kepul sio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kl8Qv2Lwc-w/TiALGV0k-AI/AAAAAAAACNs/NKy8cRJQstk/s1600/IMG007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kl8Qv2Lwc-w/TiALGV0k-AI/AAAAAAAACNs/NKy8cRJQstk/s400/IMG007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629511737777911810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NsDdNCxwKhs/TiALGNhDKOI/AAAAAAAACNk/LpjB1nXwYPc/s1600/IMG010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NsDdNCxwKhs/TiALGNhDKOI/AAAAAAAACNk/LpjB1nXwYPc/s400/IMG010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629511735548520674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_KaqhVahRs/TiALF5QX8zI/AAAAAAAACNc/qg15VVhMzMM/s1600/IMG011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_KaqhVahRs/TiALF5QX8zI/AAAAAAAACNc/qg15VVhMzMM/s400/IMG011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629511730109870898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohhh, ni rocket! Kan? Idk lah. Apa2 lah kan. Lawa kan? Lawa sia. Straight je. Okay, ni bukan kat tempat punya tingkap. Ni balcony nya dapur nya tempat. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiEn0BIuJDA/TiALFeOD7dI/AAAAAAAACNU/uuky37l9XdE/s1600/IMG009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiEn0BIuJDA/TiALFeOD7dI/AAAAAAAACNU/uuky37l9XdE/s400/IMG009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629511722852412882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lol. Jakon eh? HAHAHA. Ni bawah pulak, I'm so bored waiting for 900A. So, amik gambar. Abih sorg2 tunggu bus mendangok kat situ. Boring. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEtbDX6xggM/TiALFATBftI/AAAAAAAACNM/hqtAsoNt4c0/s1600/IMG012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEtbDX6xggM/TiALFATBftI/AAAAAAAACNM/hqtAsoNt4c0/s400/IMG012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629511714820161234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lol. Basically, that's about today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One more thing, I'm sooo thankful to this particular person who actually managed to make me express everything. Because somehow, this person told me... Ok wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Person (P): You looked different after we're all back from holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me (S): As in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P: Mcm lain ah. Mcm lebih happy. I don't see that sad expression on your face already. Although mcm ada lagi sikit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;S: Lol? You're not wrong. I do feel happier though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P: Why? I mean how come?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;S: Entah. But, alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This person here I'm referring to is a real psycho. Not kidding. Uhm, somehow I was able to express everything out to her just now. But, I can't continue because she's already closing her ears and almost crying. Really. I can see. I know she's controlling it. She makes me emo! :( LOL. I'm fine right now. She closed her ear because I lied. Because I laughed. Because I'm a faker. Forget it if you don't get what I mean. It's not meant to be understood anyway. But, I only asked her for two things. Firstly, don't be sorry, but be honoured. I seldom trust people and I'm not good at expressing feelings. I prefer to keep things to myself. But, this psycho managed to ease someone's pain. Secondly I told her, I don't need your sympathy. Whatever I told you, I'm not asking for any sympathy. I just need your prayers! That's all. I just hope that I still have the strength and patience to face anything. And laugh. And live life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because, no matter how great your problems are, the strength to smile and laugh is FAITH! When she told me I looked happier, in my heart, I'm like, "Because I now realised that the source of genuine happiness is Allah s.w.t."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm... alright. I don't think I want to talk anymore. Oh btw, I THINK I SCREWED MY MLL! Omg seriously tk bedek! Cikgu Fuad punya lah strict! Adui. Oh yeah, I haven't said I came in what position for the 800m run kan tadi? Heee. 4th. HAHA. Bagus kan? You'll change your mind when I say that there were only 5 participants. HAHAHAHA! 4th tapi last second. Lol. OHHH, once again, history repeats itself. Lol. Last 3 years when I was Sec 3, I participated in 800m as well, I got last second also. Heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh btw, PADAN MUKA SNGT NGAN AKU! After the boys 200m run, Yasnizam, one of the participant ah. Lepas lari terus dia terbaring dekat2 Grandstand. Abih Vinoth dah gi spray2 peha dia all there sbb cramp I think. I'm like, "Eee, lelaki apa ni?! Baru 200m dah mengada-ngada gitu?! 200m je pulak tu. Tngk lah aku nnt, lepas 800m, still boleh jalan tegak ahhh!" I told Adilah that. HAHA. Terus, lepas lari. Adilah was the first one to sambut me and hug me. And that I hold her so tightly because any time I can pitam. Serious tk bedek. Dah lah kena lari time hujan. -.- Terus Adilah bawak gi duduk tempat Rasalas, terus sakit sio whole kaki. Sakit gila. Serious tk bedek!!! Bontot pun cramp. Tapak kaki semua sakit. Adui. Mcm nk pengsan. Sakit nah! Tahan je tau. Muka selamba bomba mcm tkda pape. Tahan je. Tadi kerek nah kan! Pastu nk tunjuk betul2 okay terus terpaksa cheer kan for the J2 Boys yg 800m plak. Adui. Tepuk tangan je aku. Dlm hati zikir sia bnyk2. Tkleh tahan betul! Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eh, oh my goodness, I really talked a lot sia. Okay2, till then. Belum mandiii! Dah pukul emam setengah! Ahhh, belum asar lagi. Subhanallah! Kk, bye people! Take care. SMILE! Hehehehe. :) Till then. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-8152338618553802970?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8152338618553802970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8152338618553802970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/work-for-cause-not-for-applause.html' title='Work for a cause not for applause.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-1ansrmTHmPo/TiALa7Wx2aI/AAAAAAAACN8/nZKWaatdklY/s72-c/IMG005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7960327318648963610</id><published>2011-07-13T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T15:56:20.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience is that marvellous thing that enables you recognise a mistake when you make it again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) I'm very very sleepy right now. But, I don't want sleep because I want to sleep early tonight. So, get to get back home early today because there's no MLEP. Alhamdulillah. :) But, I'm just back from CWP with Ain. Bought Atikah her b'day presents for her b'day this Fri. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm... very good news again today. I got C for my overall Bio paper. My P1 is an A. My P2 is a U. Tapi, lagi satu mark is S sia. Like again?! Seriously, for ALL (I literally mean ALL) papers, the last digit mesti 9 tau. Abih mcm lagi satu mark is another grade. Wasted big time. Lol. Tapi overall for Bio lagi 2 marks B ah. Heh. Syukur alhamdulillah. Alamak, lupa nk sujud syukur tadi lepas solat Zohor. Nvm, lepas Asar, insya-Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Btw, I don't wear my ring on my left middle finger already because it is somewhat haram. So, I wear it on my left index finger. Index finger tu jari tunjuk kan? Ahhh, jari tunjuk. Lol. I can't use on sweet finger. Is jari manis sweet finger? Lol. Whatever it is, I can wear it on the jari manis sbb the ring so big. I think I'm gonna buy a new ring! Heee. Simple but nice one to wear on my left jari manis. Heh. Sbb mcm kelakar pki kat jari tunjuk. Abih kalau tk pki nnt mcm weird. So, kena pki. Oh btw, wearing on jari manis or jari tunjuk is sunnah. I just won't wear it on my right jari manis because nnt org ingat dah kahwin plak. Lol. Kan? Cincin kahwin kat jari manis kanan kan? Ke dua2 boleh ah? Lol. I really don't know. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;K whatever lah. Almost 4pm. I need to start on Restu. Then is Maths all the way tonight. Not gonna online tonight. So, till then people. Take care. Assalamualaikum! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7960327318648963610?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7960327318648963610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7960327318648963610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/experience-is-that-marvellous-thing.html' title='Experience is that marvellous thing that enables you recognise a mistake when you make it again.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1939323297686097790</id><published>2011-07-12T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T18:59:18.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best dreams happen when you're awake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Post #451! Today, I'm very happy! Because there are two good news! :) Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Firstly, I got back my Maths P2 early in the morning. I got 59/100. Combined with P1, overall I got 49/100. I got an E! Ehhh, I know it's bad. But I'm so like, "SYUKUR ALHAMDULILLAH!" It's a difficult paper, man! Very difficult. A-Level is 10 times easier according to Ms Wong. :) So, according to her again, if I got E, my expected grade for Prelim 2 will be two grades higher which mean a C. And my projected A-Level grade will be another 2 grades higher which is an A. Masya-Allah. If I really got an A, I feel like a miracle. I remember sulking and complaining about Maths since J1 and always get a U. But, now I believe that with consistent hard work and determination, nothing is impossible! I experience it myself! And I'm gonna work extra harder. Insya-Allah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Secondly, I got back my Bio back. Lol. Highest for MCQ. 29/30. Heee. Oh, this one I know already. Mr Azahar awal2 dah bilang. Lol. Alhamdulillah. :) But, Mr Azahar ckp P2 jahanam. Heh. Last Fri I asked him abt my P2, he said that it's okay-okay. I hope at least an E. So, overall I can at least get a C. Insya-Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm... alhamdulillah. Betul2 sujud syukur ni! Ehhh, to think abt it again, I think I got highest for Maths. 0.o Sbb kan, cikgu kata that highest for Maths is only an E. And 49 is E and 50 is already D. Which means if no one got a D, the highest is 49. Heee. ALHAMDULILLAH! Terbayar segala usaha bulan Jun! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OH OH! I just received a call from Adilah. She and the rest of Rasalas Team were begging me to run for the 800m round for Sports Day. That means 2 rounds on the track. -.- Adilah mmg dari tadi already recommend me to the Rasalas commitee to ask me to run. Buh. Kept saying I run fast. Adui. I very long tk exercise. I wonder how my stamina is now. Adui. Howww? Adilah, I feel like strangling you when I see you tmr! Pndi betul dia pujuk! They must treat me after that. They promised. Lalala. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright. That's it. Now, I'm going to spend my time with practicing Maths and Restu. AND THEN SLEEP EARLY! Very sleepy and tired sio. Lol. Sooo, one advise for today, don't ever lose hope people. Till then. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1939323297686097790?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1939323297686097790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1939323297686097790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-dreams-happen-when-youre-awake.html' title='The best dreams happen when you&apos;re awake.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7631620162503312956</id><published>2011-07-11T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T19:13:17.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) How's day? Today is like my first day of school for Term 3. Lol. I felt that the time passes real slow. Hmmm... nothing much to say. I'm just waiting for Magrib now. Finished my Correlation &amp;amp; Regression already. Right back from home, bath then asar, do some amalan and straight away do Maths. Lol. Right now, FASTER MAGRIB! Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So... go through Physical Geog paper just now. Mr Zee mentioned something about people who did questions on Tropical Cyclones did mistake. I think I'm the one that did that mistake sia. Terasa oi. Hmmm... that's it lah Physical Geog. I depend on that qn to score tau. DRQ dah mcm apa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohhh, second is Maths. 39/100 sio Pure Maths. Personally, I think quite good already. Heh. Sbb paper dia susah. Syg nya is that lagi satu mark dah S. I just hope I got a C for P2 so that I can get either an E or D for my overall Maths. Insya-Allah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then dpt GP. Screwed. Expected. I did the wrong qn. I shouldn't have done the qn on religion, instead about happiness kat Singapore thingy. Tkpa, belajar drpd kesilapan. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then was Melayu. I think pun mcm screwed sia walaupun cikgu kata cerita menarik. Can't use sinkop. -.- My bad. I'm used to writing cerpen where sinkop are very very common. So... I just need to be aware of that. But, it was such a pitfall for me lah I think. Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah. that's abt today. I'm really feeling so tired. But, what I'm glad about today is that I managed to lawan SYAITAN JAHANAM! Lol. Seriously. Whole of bulan Rejab I was only able to puasa for 2 days. :( Because I was really sick for about 3 weeks to a month. Imagine? Adui. Ni tadi lepas sahur, tekak terus kering semcm. Baru start puasa dah terfikir nk buka. Tahan. Terus lidah punya tip gatal. Like... I don't know how to describe but I really need water. Lepas tu sebelum gi sch, diarrhea! Ahhh bagus syaitan. Geram betul! Ujian sia! Sakit perut tau bila diarrhea. Adui. Zikir bnyk2 sia. Alhamdulillah, I managed to kuatkan iman! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sooo... till then. Insya-Allah tomorrow will be good news to me. Getting back Bio and Maths P2 I think. Tawakal sahaja lah. Okay, so till then. Just like 3 more mins to Magrib. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7631620162503312956?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7631620162503312956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7631620162503312956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/generosity-is-giving-more-than-you-can.html' title='Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-337542121661833241</id><published>2011-07-10T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:08:38.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A smile can hide a million tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Hehehe. Second post of the day. I'm just testing this cause I've already change my blogskin to give it a new look. Nice or not? Heh. Actually, I've used this blogskin before, but because cannot add Mixpod. Then I change. But, now, I know how to add time, so don't need time check time check. But, the title I add myself. I know how to edit templates manually already. Heee. Alright. Till then people. I have to officially say that my holiday have come to an end. :( Gonna deactivate Fb back. Not active on Twitter and many more. Lol. So, that's all. Will not use comp whenever there's nothing important. So, yeah... till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-337542121661833241?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/337542121661833241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/337542121661833241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/smile-can-hide-million-tears.html' title='A smile can hide a million tears.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7885262617428316640</id><published>2011-07-10T07:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T08:51:50.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your tongue is the translator of your intellect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Alright, time check, 7:45 am. Heh heh. Actually, every time I blog is because I'm not in a good mood. It's either I'm sad, angry, disappointed or apa-apa lah, aslkan not good. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Like right now, I'm so mad towards someone. Tapi, kita tkleh ikutkan! Buat apa lah nk buang masa dan tenaga marah ngan org lain. Sooo, let's take a chill pill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, what I have below is my second idol. Heee. He's very very very cute! But again, the animations of him are much much much much much much more cuter. Serious tk bedek. Those pictures below are those that I find the cutest among the others. Heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Presenting to you, T.O.P.!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5wGsNAEpsc/Thjn3OV5zPI/AAAAAAAACNE/In_Bfo2DsiU/s1600/top.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5wGsNAEpsc/Thjn3OV5zPI/AAAAAAAACNE/In_Bfo2DsiU/s400/top.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627502670328220914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like the eyes! Idc. And that innocent looking face! :) *melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BICawUjwxL0/ThjnsGwH4TI/AAAAAAAACM8/U0CPkPRob5A/s1600/top1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BICawUjwxL0/ThjnsGwH4TI/AAAAAAAACM8/U0CPkPRob5A/s400/top1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627502479312150834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, ni cute also! The face! But, I don't like the hair. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cg5jZhq7P0g/Thjnr2L800I/AAAAAAAACM0/8mmXY4JhC4Y/s1600/top2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cg5jZhq7P0g/Thjnr2L800I/AAAAAAAACM0/8mmXY4JhC4Y/s400/top2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627502474865464130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni... tk sngt ah. Tapi okay lah. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KnYkINDNAeY/Thjnr6TmdSI/AAAAAAAACMs/gx4AdK0EqaU/s1600/top3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KnYkINDNAeY/Thjnr6TmdSI/AAAAAAAACMs/gx4AdK0EqaU/s400/top3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627502475971294498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above, I don't know if it's him or not. But, I think it's him, kan? Heee. xD Tapi cute eh mata dia! *melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5AgMi8oAao/Thjnri5VI9I/AAAAAAAACMk/4qXY1AV1n20/s1600/top4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5AgMi8oAao/Thjnri5VI9I/AAAAAAAACMk/4qXY1AV1n20/s400/top4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627502469687092178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni pun okay lah. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tapiii, T.O.P. STILL CANNOT WIN MY DEAR KHJ! :D To me, T.O.P. is cool and cute. But, KHJ can be cool. Can be cute. Can be sweet. Can be... LIKE A BOSS! Heh heh. HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Be_pv2tYgW4/ThjnrfL_EWI/AAAAAAAACMc/DrepoUhK3vw/s1600/khj.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Be_pv2tYgW4/ThjnrfL_EWI/AAAAAAAACMc/DrepoUhK3vw/s400/khj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627502468691595618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, there you go! I still &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; my Kim Hyun Joong! Hehehehe. x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And right now I'm feeling so happy and full of glee! Hehehe. As you know, I said that I was going to watch Baby-faced Beauty (BB). Ehhh, BB? Me? HAHAHA! Anyway, I've finished all the 20 episodes in 3 days. 3 episodes on Wed, the day I finished my exam. 11 episodes on Thurs, the day I've no school. And the last 4 episodes on Fri, after I cam back from College Day. Fuh! Best! SHOULD WATCH! Recommended. Hmmm... no handsome guys. But, idc. Tapi the so-called hero of the drama... I CANNOT LOOK AT HIS FACE! Very funny! Omg. Especially bila dia senyum atau bila dia happy sngt. Kekek sia. I watched mcm tk ingat dunia. Dua kali my laptop hang and I have to switched it off while watching the movie. :( And then mcm scary ah bila laptop jdi gitu. So, I ended up talking to my laptop! Lol. Pastu tk lama, on balik continue watching. Heh. Seriously syiok! SHOULD WATCH! Tapi cerita ni bnyk sngt psl age ah. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I thought I could span it for 5 days, kira until niari ah, Sunday. But, I ended up finishing it so fast then I expected. I don't know that Korean drama can be that addictive. HAHA! Anyway, I'm really relaxing myself for this "holiday". I have 4 days of holidays tau. Orang lain semua 4 weeks. LOL. Nk buat mcm mana? Nk berjaya kenalah kita susah2 dahulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And because I finished it early than expected, sampai sempat I watched KL Gangster!!! Sooo don't like! Sooo merepek! It's a disappointment to me. I think Yusof Haslam nk kena ajar anak dia sikit mcm mana nk hasilkan sebuah movie yg baik. -.- So, wanna listen to my critiques about KL Gangster? Listen ah, I'm just feeling2 nk jdi pengkritik tau! Hehehehehe. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overall, I grade KL Gangster 2.4/5. I initially wanted to give 2.5/5. But, I decided not to even pass it. Firstly because it don't serve like a "lesson" utk penonton. Personally, to me, movies are like a visual storybook. They use actions and voices, unlike books which use words to tell a story. But, as a writer (movie originated from a written story anyway before it's translated into scripts then actions), the first objective of a writer is to mendidik pembaca/penonton. Tapi KL Gangster? Ye lah, mendidik, mendidik ke arah yg tk baik! There's just so many violence and fighting scenes. Syamsul focused so much on the actions and stuff like that to make the drama like cool only. But, the story-line sucks. Just about great power and wealth? I think that's too cliche, weak and poor. Hah, tngk lah nnt, bdk2 zaman skrg, tk matured, ikut2 bahasa gitu, pastu nk salahkan siapa? Eee, merosak! Cerita ni seriously merosak! Lebih bnyk buruk daripada baik! Ajar bdk2 jdi gangster je! -.- I mean, tk salah nk adakan adegan2 fighting semua. But, he's a bit over-doing it. Pengajaran tk menonjol. That's why I can't give a pass. But actually, no doubt, as a producer, he made a great movie in terms of the actions, lights and apa-apa lah psl producing movie. I just don't like the story-line. That's all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Amaciam? Ada mcm pengkritik tk? Hahahaha. Alah, after saying all these on Twitter ke mana2, bnyk will disagree with me. Think like I'm a bit... apa-apa lah eh. Idc also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ehhh, you know what? Ayah dah pasang TV kat dlm kereta! Weee! :) Heh heh. Oh oh, tomorrow is Kakak's 19th birthday. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ohhh, you know what happens on College Day. Kan ada GOH semua kan. So, during reception kat foyer, dua kali I was shocked to death. Chey tk to death lah tapi seriously terkejut. I hate it when people call my name when there's a lot of people. Idk why. Just make me easily shocked. Lol. First was Zul and second was Mr Azahar! Pffft. Mr Azahar lagi teruk. From one end to the other. Adui. Malunya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, Mr Azahar just wanna say that he really loves my essays on Evo. And that he showed my essays to all the other H2 Bio teachers. Pastu he told my score for P1. I got 29/30. He's super shocked. xD I'm like, "Heee. I memorised everything." Lol. He was like, "Awesome memory!" HAHAHA! Alhamdulillah. :) And we ended up chatting outside the GO. Wah, he's the most friendly teacher. The thing is that outside classroom, I talk to him in Malay, mcm berbual ngan kawan. Pastu nnt dlm class I'll always accidentally nk ckp melayu ngan dia. Adui. Idk why but many students are very scared of him. Especially the H2 students. Lol. Bdk H1 mmg tk pernah takut ngan dia lah. Lol. I just don't like it when one of my H1 Bio friend always think that I'm Mr Azahar's favourite student. -.- Merepek seh. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Pastu, College Day kan mcm so-called grand event and nk acknowledge student's success in academic and bla3. Pastu ada Principal's speech kan start2. Ya ampun, tu principal have included my name in her speech. Tu tkpa. Dah lah pronounce nama aku mcm... tk tahu mcm mana nk ckp. Pastu dia kata "... BIN MOHD SIDEK" plak tu! Adui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Time balik, I've to walk a long way. Adui. Skrg I don't walk back home all the way. Penat. So, I took 900 or 900A then baru jalan balik. Lately, I'm sooo scared by the gaze of mens. Uhm, I don't know why and since when. So, when I was waiting for 900 sorg2 kat bus-stop near Vista Point. Ada ah ni laki. Idk dia India atau Melayu kulit gelap. Lol. Tapi asik mcm freaky. He was also waiting for the bus ah. Then, he dropped at the same bus-stop as me. So, I walked down slowly from the bus sbb nk kasi dia jalan dulu. Dia pun jalan slow. I walked more slowly. Alhamdulillah, at last he's walking in front of me. Pastu, he walked damn slow! AND towards the left, pastu asik pusing kanan while mata dia mcm tngk ke belakang gitu. Oi, siapa tk takut? I just walked slowly. Scary. The bust-stop I dropped mmg tmpt tu sunyi. Tk bnyk org naik turun. I wanted to go up the bridge, tapi since dia naik. Tu lah I need to jalan jauh! Adui. Tapi, because of that also then I know where Woodlands Pri is. Heee. Seumur hidup tinggal kat Woodlands, I only know Woodlands Pri is near to my house but don't know exactly where. From the long way I walked then I saw Woodlands Pri clearly. Lol. Kesian eh? HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm wondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SHOULD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;WEAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ARBA'YAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;TO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;WHEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;GOING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;FROM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SCHOOL?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tsk. I mean... I think my skirt getting shorter. Eh no, I'm getting taller! Haha. Or maybe it's just my feelings. But, I really feel so bad for mendedahkan aurat. Even though mmg niat utk ke sekolah je. What I'm scared is that org bukan muhrim tngk, kita juga perempuan ni yg kena tanggung dosa. Ye lah, lately mcm tkpa sngt sbb usually pergi balik ada org hantar naik kereta. Tapi kadang2 tu kena juga naik bus. Don't know why, just suddenly feel scared. Hmmm... will still consider. As for now, I think it's okay. I'm going to school by car. I'm going back by car. Tngk lah mcm mana nnt. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, dah. I want eat. I skipped tuition again today because it's my holiday! Heee. Till then people. Bye! SMILE! Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: If a man's patience is stronger than his whims and desires, then he is like an angel, but if his whims and desires are stronger than his patience, then he is like a devil. If his desire for food, drink and sex is stronger than his patience, then he is no better than an animal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7885262617428316640?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7885262617428316640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7885262617428316640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-tongue-is-translator-of-your.html' title='Your tongue is the translator of your intellect.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5wGsNAEpsc/Thjn3OV5zPI/AAAAAAAACNE/In_Bfo2DsiU/s72-c/top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2849498224999244343</id><published>2011-07-09T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T15:45:22.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you do not plan to go to the end, you'd better not go far and leave it in the middle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eW6svdizEAs/ThfGZJRr4bI/AAAAAAAACMU/MGUB1KOYrjY/s1600/blog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eW6svdizEAs/ThfGZJRr4bI/AAAAAAAACMU/MGUB1KOYrjY/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627184394711851442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. I've no intention to blog anything about myself, although there's some interesting thing to talk about. Hmmm... but, I remembered I owed my good friend, Rafidah, a story. Hehe. But, I hope my other readers do enjoy it also. Really an inspiring story! Should read! Sooo... enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;KISAH CINTA AGUNG SAIDINA ALI R.A. &amp;amp; SAIDATINA FATIMAH R.A.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dipendamkan di dalam hatinya, yang tidak diceritakan kepada sesiapa tentang perasaan hatinya. Tertarik dirinya seorang gadis, yang punya peribadi tinggi, paras yang cantik, kecekalan yang kuat, apatah lagi ibadahnya, hasil didikan ayahnya yang dicintai oleh umat manusia yakti Rasulullah s.a.w.. Itulah Fatimah Az-Zahrah r.a., puteri kesayangan Nabu Muhammad s.a.w., serikandi berperibadi mulia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dia sedar, dirinya tidak punya apa-apa, untuk meminang puteri Rasulullah s.a.w.. Hanya usaha bekerja supaya dapat merealisaskikan cintanya. Itulah Ali r.a., sepupu baginda sendiri. Sehingga beliau&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; tersentap apabila mendengar perkhabaran bahawa sahabat mulia Nabi s.a.w., Abu Bakar As-Siddiq, melamar Fatimah r.a..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;"Allah mengujiku rupanya," begitu batin Ali r.a.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Dia merasa diuji kerana merasa apalah dia jika dibandingkan dengan Abu Bakar. Kedudukan di sisi Nabi s.a.w.? Abu Bakar lebih utama, mungkin dia bukan kerabat terdekat Nabi s.a.w. seperti Ali r.a., namun keimanan dan pembelaannya pada Allah s.w.t. dan Rasulnya tak tertandingi. Lihatlah bagaimana Abu Bakar menjadi kawan perjalanan Nabi s.a.w. dalam hijrah. Sementara Ali r.a. hanya bertugas menggantikan beliau untuk menanti maut di ranjangnya. Lihatlah juga bagaimana Abu bakar berdakwah. Lihatlah berapa banyak tokoh bangsawan dan saudagar Makkah yang masuk Islam kerana sentuhan Abu Bakar, 'Utsman, 'Abdurrahaman ibn 'Auf, Thalhah, Zubair dan Sa'd ibn Abi Waqqash, Mush'ab. Ini yang tak mungkin dilakukan kanak-kanak kurang pergaulan seperti Ali r.a.. Lihatlah berapa banyak budak muslim yang dibebaskan dan para fakir miskin yang dibela Abu Bakar, Bilal, Khabbab, keluarga Yassir, 'Abdullah ibn Mus'ud. Dan siapa budak yang dibebaskan Ali r.a.? Dari segi kewangan, Abu Bakar sang saudagar, insya-Allah lebih mampu membahagiakan Fatimah r.a.. Ali hanya pemuda miskin daripada keluarga miskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;"Inilah persaudaraan dan cinta," gumam Ali r.a..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;"Aku mengutamakan Abu Bakar atas diriku, aku mengutamakan kebahagiaan Fatimah atas cintaku."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Namun, sinar masih ada buatnya. Perkhabaran diterima bahawa pinangan Abu Bakar ditolak baik oleh Nabi s.a.w.. Ini menaikkan semangat beliau untuk berusaha mempersiapkan diri. Tapi, ujian itu bukan setakat di situ. Kali ini perkhabaran lain diterima olehnya. Umar Al-Khatab, seorang sahabat gagah perkasa, menggerunkan musuh Islam, dan dia pula meminang Fatimah r.a.. Seorang lelaki yang terang-terangan mengisytiharkan keislamannya, yang nyata membuatkan muslimin dan muslimat ketika itu yang dilanda ketakutan oleh tentangan kafir quraisy mula berani mendongak muka, seorang lelaki yang membuatkan syaitan berlari ketakutan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Ya, Al-Faruq, sang pemisah kebenaran dan kebathilan itu juga datang melamar Fatimah r.a.. Ali r.a. mendengar sendiri betapa seringnya Nabi berkata, "Aku datang bersama Abu Bakar dan Umar, aku keluar bersama Abu Bakar dan Umar, aku masuk bersama Abu Bakar dan Umar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Betapa tinggi kedudukannya di sisi Rasulullah s.a.w., di sisi ayah Fatimah r.a.. Ali r.a. redha kerana dia tahu Umar lagi layak daripadanya. Tetapi, sekali lagi peluang terbuka, tatkala perkhabaran diterimanya bahawa pinangan Umar juga ditoklak. Bagaimanakan sebenarna menantu pilihan Nabi s.a.w., sedangkan dua sahabat baginda turut ditolak peminangannya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Pada suatu hari, Abu bakar As-Siddiq r.a, Umar ibn Khatab dan Sa'ad bin Mu'adz bersama-sama Rasulullah s.a.w. duduk dalam masjid. Pada kesempatan itu, diperbincangkan antara lain persoalan puteri Rasulullah s.a.w. Saat itu baginda bertanya kepada Abu Bakar As-Siddiq r.a., "Apakah engkat bersedia menyampaikan persoalan Fatimah itu kepada Ali bin Abi Thalib?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Abu Bakar As-Siddiq menyatakan kesediaanya. Ia beranjak untuk menghubungi Ali r.a.. Sewaktu Ali r.a. melihat datangnya Abu Bakar As-Siddiq r.a. dengan tergopoh-gapah dan terperanjat ia menyambutnya kemudian bertanya, "Anda datang membawa berita apa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Setelah duduk beristirahat sejenak, Abu Bakar As-Siddiq r.a. segera menjelaskan persoalannya, "Wahai Ali, engkau adalah orang pertama yang beriman kepada Allah s.w.t. dan rasul-Nya serta mempunyai keutamaan lebih berbanding dengan orang lain. Semua sifat utama ada pada dirimu. Demika pula engkau adalah kerabat Rasulullah s.a.w.. Beberapa orang sahabat terkemuka telah menyampaikan lamaran kepada Baginda untuk mempersunting puteri beliau. Lamaran itu telah beliau semua tolak. Beliau mengemukakan bahawa puterinya diserahkan kepada Allah s.w.t.. Akan tetapi wahai Ali, mengapa hingga sekarang engkau belum pernah menyebut-nyebut puteri beliau itu dan mengapa engkau tidak melamar untuk dirimu sendiri? Kuharap semoga Allah dan rasul-Nya akan menahan puteri untukmu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Mendengar perkataan Abu Bakar r.a., mata Saidina Ali r.a. berlinangan dengan air mata. Menanggapi kata-kata itu, Ali r.a. berkata, "Wahai Abu Bakar, anda telah membuatkan hatiku bergoncang yang asalnya tenang. Anda telah mengingatkan sesuatu yang sudah kulupakan. Demi Allah, aku memang menghendaki Fatimah, tetapi yang menjadi penghalang satu-satunya bagiku ialah kerana aku tidak mempunyai apa-apa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Aku Bakar r.a. terharu mendengar jawapan Ali r.a. itu. Untuk membesarkan dan menguatkan hati Imam Ali r.a., Abu Bakar r.a. berkata, "Wahai Ali, janganlah engkau berkata seperti itu. Bagi Allah dan rasul-Nya, dunia dan seisinya ini hanyalah ibarat debu bertaburan belaka!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Setelah berlangsung dialog seperlunya, Abu Bakar r.a. berhasil mendorong keberanian Imam Ali r.a. untuk melamar puteri Rasulullah s.a.w..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Beberapa waktu kemudian, Saidina Ali r.a. datang menghadap Rasulullah s.a.w. yang ketika itu sedang berada di tempat kediaman Ummu Salmah. Mendengar pintu diketuk orang, Ummu Salmah bertanya kepada Rasulullah s.a.w., "Siapakah yang mengetuk pintu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Rasulullah s.a.w. menjawab, "Bangunlah dan bukakan pintu baginya. Dia orang yang dicintai Allah dan rasul-Nya dan dia pun mencintai Allah dan rasul-Nya!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Jawapan Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. itu belum memuaskan Ummu Salmah r.a.. Dia bertanya lagi, "Ya, tetapi siapakah dia itu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;"Dia saudaraku, orang kesayanganku!" Jawab Nabi Muhammad s.a.w..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Tercantum dalam banyak riwayat bahawa Ummu Salmah di kemudian hari mengisahkan pengalamannya sendiri mengenai kunjungan Saidina Ali r.a. kepada Nabi s.a.w. itu, "Aku berdiri cepat-cepat menuju ke pintu sampai kakiku terhantuk-hantuk. Setelah pintu kubuka, ternyata orang yang datang itu adalah Ali bin Abi Thalib. Aku lali kembali ke tempat semula. Dia masuk kemudian mengucapkan salam dan dijawab oleh Rasulullah s.a.w.. Dia dipersilakan duduk di depan beliau. Ali bin Abi Thalib menundukkan kepala seolah-olah mempunyai maksud tetapi malu hendak mengutarakannya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Rasulullah s.a.w. lantas mendahului dan berkata, "Wahai Ali, nampaknya engkau mempunyai suatu keperluan. Katakanlah apa yang ada dalam fikiranmu. Apa sahaja yang engkau perlukan akan kau perolehi daripadaku."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Mendengar kata-kata Rasulullah s.a.w. yang demikian itu lahirlah keberanian Ali bin Abi Thalib untuk berkata, "Maafkanlah ya Rasulullah. Anda tentu ingat bahawa anda telah mengambil aku dari pakcikmu Abu Thalib dan makcikmu Fatimah binti Asad di kala aku masih kanak-kanak dan belum mengerti apa-apa. Sesungguhnya Allah s.w.t. telah memberi hidayat kepadaku melalui anda juga. Dan anda, ya Rasulullah, adalah tempat aku bernaung dan anda jugalah yang menjadi wasilahku di dunia dan akhirat. Setelah Allah membesarkan diriku dan sekarang menjadi dewasa, aku ingin berumahtangga; hidup bersama seorang isteri. Sekarang aku datang menghadap Rasulullah untuk melamar puteri anda, Fatimah. Ya Rasulullah, apakah anda berkenan menyetujui dan menikahkan diriku dengan Fatimah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Ummu Salmah melanjutkan kisahnya, "Saat itu, kelibat wajah Rasulullah nampak berseri-seri. Sambil tersenyum, beliau berkata kepada Ali bin Abi Thalib, "Hai Ali, apakah engkau mempunyai suatu bekal mas kahwin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;"Demi Allah," jawab Ali bin Abi Thalib r.a. dengan terung terang. "Anda sendiri mengetahui bagaimana keadaanku, dan tidak ada sesuatu tentang diriku yang tidak anda ketahui. Aku tidak mempunyai apa-apa selain sebuah baju besi, sebilah pedang dan seekor unta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;"Tentang pedangmu itu," kata Rasulullah s.a.w. menanggapi jawapan Ali bin Abi Thalib, "engkau tetap memerlukannya untuk perjuangan di jalan Allah. Dan untamu itu engkau juga perlu buat keperluan mengambil air bagi keluargamu dan juga engkau memerlukannya dalam perjalanan jauh. Oleh kerana ini aku hendak menikahkan engkau hanya atas dasar mas kahwin sebuah baju besi saja. Aku puas menerima barang itu dari tanganmu. Wahai Ali, engkau wajib bergembira sebab Allah 'Azza wajallah sebenarnya sudah lebih mendahulukan engkau di langit sebelum aku menikahkan engkau di bumi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Demikian riwayat yang diceritakan Ummu Salmah r.a.. Setelah segala-galanya siap dengan perasaan puas dan hati gembira dengan disaksikan oleh para sahabat Rasulullah s.a.w. mengucapkan kata-kata ijab kabul pernikahan puterinya, "Bahawasanya Allah s.w.t. memerintahkan aku supaya menikahkan engkau dengan Fatimah atas dasar mas kahwin 400 dirham. Mudah-mudahan engkau dapat menerima hal itu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;"Ya Rasulullah, itu kuterima dengan baik," jawab Ali bin Abi Thalib r.a. dalam pernikahan itu. Inilah jalan cinta para pejuang. Jalan yang mempertemukan cinta dan semua perasaan dengan tanggungjawab. Cinta tak pernah meminta untuk menanti. Seperti Ali r.a., ia mempersilakan. Atau mengambil kesempatan. Yang pertama adalah pengorbanan. Yang kedua adalah keberanian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Dan ternyata tak kurang juga yang dilakukan oleh Putera Sang Nabi, dalam suatu riwayat yang dikisahkan bahawa suatu hari, Fatimah berkata kepada Ali, "Maafkan aku, kerana sebelum menikah denganmu, aku pernah satu kali merasakan jatuh cinta pada seorang pemuda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Ali terkejut dan berkata, "Jikalau begitu, mengapakah engkau mahu menikah denganku? Dan siapakah pemuda itu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil tersenyum, Fatimah berkata, "Ya, kerana pemuda itu adalah dirimu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yeah, sooo... that's the story I owed, Rafidah. I hope you love it. And... I hope after reading it, you understand by the quote that I leave you: Sesungguhnya, mereka yang mencintai secara diam itu sedang berjihad. Berjihad menahan kehendak hati dan nafsu diri."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, that's all. Like I said, I'm not planning to talk about anything. I need to enjoy my 4 days of holidays, Thurs - Sun. Hmmm... catch up my sleep. Although I can't really do that because there's just something that bugs me every day and night. I need to stop this. I'm being too selfish! Till then. Have a good day. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2849498224999244343?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2849498224999244343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2849498224999244343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-you-do-not-plan-to-go-to-end-youd.html' title='If you do not plan to go to the end, you&apos;d better not go far and leave it in the middle.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-eW6svdizEAs/ThfGZJRr4bI/AAAAAAAACMU/MGUB1KOYrjY/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1709579545089636427</id><published>2011-07-06T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T18:19:15.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear Allah wherever you are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJHDnVUdinI/ThQwQIH7ZWI/AAAAAAAACMM/4SszBTxsepQ/s1600/top.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJHDnVUdinI/ThQwQIH7ZWI/AAAAAAAACMM/4SszBTxsepQ/s400/top.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626174888109368674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Annyeonghaseyo! Hehehehehehe. :) I know... you will say that I'm officially a Korean Freak, right?! HAHA! Actually... not so lah. HAHA! Thanks to my Korean Freak friends on Tumblr! -.- Keep posting pictures of Korean artists and what not. Pffft. Sooo, that's the reason why you see T.O.P. here! Hehehehe. FEW DAYS BACK, then I officially think that T.O.P. is damn cute and cool! Okay, I already acknowledged him as one cool person dari dulu. But only few days back I can double confirm that he's cute! Really. Only after I saw an animation of him reblogged by Mahirah. Lol lol. Cute gila seh. Tk bedek. But like I said, I especially like his eyes. That really makes him cute! Animation dia cute gila. It just can't get off my mind. xD OMG! Lol lol. But I don't like this hair of his. I just hate "standing" hair. Somehow? I realised ah. Lol. Tapi I like his another hair. Ada spike sikit2. Tu lawa. Ni I don't like. But, the face cute! HAHAHA! xD Actually ada ah lagi cute but tu semua animation so I can't copy paste here. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PduNLpuU68/ThQwQJ33NjI/AAAAAAAACME/BsoPZETivww/s1600/Capture.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PduNLpuU68/ThQwQJ33NjI/AAAAAAAACME/BsoPZETivww/s400/Capture.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626174888578856498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkH49SmRLF4/ThQwPyf3VtI/AAAAAAAACL8/OApeSoQtegE/s1600/Capture1.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkH49SmRLF4/ThQwPyf3VtI/AAAAAAAACL8/OApeSoQtegE/s400/Capture1.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626174882304186066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, so as you can see above, in just like 15 minutes, I get that much emails from FB already. Not that much. But, terkejut juga sbb dah lama tk dpt. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You know what I did ytd. Dah boring sngt bljr Sastera. I wanted to sign in FB ah. Tngk lah apa2 yg best ke kan. Then I can't sign into my second account. Kena tunggu 24 hours. -.- So, I signed in into my main account. Terus first one is Rafidah eh terus post kat wall. Then Natt terus join in. Terus kecoh skejap FB aku. Kekek. Lol. Ada juga org rindu aku kat FB. xD Ingatkan tkda. Heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So now comes to today's good news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;MY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;PRELIM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;OFFICIALLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ENDED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;MY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;FINGERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HURT&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;WROTE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;LOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;LIKE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ABOUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;TOTAL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;OF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;PAGES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;FRONT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;IN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HOURS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;THAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SHOULD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;NOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;FORGET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;THAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;IT'S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;STILL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;NOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;THE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;IT'S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;NOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;THE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;OF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A-LEVELS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;YET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoRI9XO_W30/ThQwPtpe2hI/AAAAAAAACL0/aKyEGXNKKCQ/s1600/IMG001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoRI9XO_W30/ThQwPtpe2hI/AAAAAAAACL0/aKyEGXNKKCQ/s400/IMG001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626174881002347026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tadaaa! My Entry proof for A's. Hmmm... scary! K whatever. Not going to talk about it. Now is the time for me to relax myself. I've been working very very very hard since before June hols. I need a little rest! Seriously. Because next week I'm beginning my normal mugging session. :) Hehehehehe! :) Untuk berjaya, kita mesti lupa erti penat. Lol lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ehhh, you all want know something. Ytd I didn't go to school. So, I watched KBS World. It's a reality shot. Ada KHJ!!! :D Heee. Abih I watch kekek ttm! Seriously tkleh tahan. Lol. Anddd... I have one similarities with my dearest KHJ! :D It isn't a positive thing, but it's a bad habit. :S Heee. You know what or not? He don't like to use lip balm because he will peel it. Sameee! I also don't like. Because I have this habits of peeling my lips so bila pki lip balm kan nnt dia kadang2 jdi keras, I love to peel. Tapi kalau depan org2 tertentu, kadang2 mmg jaga diri ah. Heee. Tapi bila fikir2 kan balik. It's good if I use lip balm. At least I peel the lip balm so my bibir tk akan darah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Like just now doing paper. Bibir darah. Kering nah. Heh. I sempat to drink water only once. Actually haus ah tapi tkda time ah nk stop paper pastu minum air. So, I just continue writing. 3 jam je tau utk buat. Wah. Seriously. No toilet breaks. For all papers I did for Prelims, I haven't break a record of not going to toilet before and after paper. Especially after mesti terus rush gi toilet. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okie dokie bloggos. HAHAHAHA! Mcm sedap bloggos. LOL. Gtg now. I want to rest. I want to watch Babyfaced-Beauty (BB) from tonight until Sunday! Alah, tk salah 19 ke 20 episodes je. Heh. Besok tk sch. So, boleh tngk lama. Heh. So... bye for now! Anyongkaseyo! I don't know I say correctly or not. Ahhh, ckp arab lagi bagus! Assalamualaikum! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1709579545089636427?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1709579545089636427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1709579545089636427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/assalamualaikum-annyeonghaseyo.html' title='Fear Allah wherever you are.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-tJHDnVUdinI/ThQwQIH7ZWI/AAAAAAAACMM/4SszBTxsepQ/s72-c/top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-6400017464403720227</id><published>2011-07-05T07:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T07:45:16.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good friend cares about your Hereafter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Asslamualaikum! :) Time check, 7:17 am. Ehhh, like my birthday like that. xD Hehehehe! Ok btw, I'm so excited. Hehehehe. :) I just joined a competition in Berita Harian yesterday. I don't know whether the competition is still on or not, but, I just sent in an entry. It's a competition untuk menyambut Bulan Bahasa. Lol. Like I said, if last time in sec sch, I will join national competition during Bulan Bahasa, this time round pun tknk lepaskan peluang memandangkan kat BH pun ada. Hehehehe! Junjunglah bahasa kita kerana bangsa melambangkan budaya. Budaya melayu. Jangan biarkan budaya melayu pupus dek ditelan zaman. Sooo, the name of this competition is 'Warkah Cintaku'. Oooh, so, if you read my entry below, you will get goose pimples on your hands and everywhere. Sungguh romantis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qVsF9NP0IeY/ThF2lpaoEbI/AAAAAAAACLs/DZBfufteYDA/s1600/IMG001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qVsF9NP0IeY/ThF2lpaoEbI/AAAAAAAACLs/DZBfufteYDA/s400/IMG001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625407798707229106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D2MMCPW8XLg/ThF2lWdSm4I/AAAAAAAACLk/e8mdyIf9Uno/s1600/IMG002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D2MMCPW8XLg/ThF2lWdSm4I/AAAAAAAACLk/e8mdyIf9Uno/s400/IMG002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625407793618131842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Warkah Cinta Yang Bersampulkan Kerinduan Adinda Buat  Kekanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Salam sayang buat kekanda yang nun di  sana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rasanya seperti adinda ingin bersama awan untuk  terbang ke sana berada di sisi kekanda saat ini. Sudah adinda khabarkan pada  angin untuk menyampaikan salam rindu adinda untuk kekanda. Sepertinya, adinda  juga merasai kerinduan yang terbuku di hati kekanda. Jadi, biarlah kali ini  adinda meluahkan kerinduan melalui kata-kata di atas warkah  ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Biarpun kita berjauhan, kekanda akan tetap lekat di  hati adinda. Di siang hari, bayangan kekanda sering bermain-main di mata. Di  malam hari pula, adinda seringkali diburu mimpi demi mimpi bersama kekanda,  membisik bibit-bibit cinta serta bersama-sama menyulam kasih. Alangkah indahnya  kalau mimpi itu realiti. Sesungguhnya, mimpi-mimpi indah yang menguliti adinda  setiap malam mengindahkan malam hari adinda, walaupun tanpa cahaya suram bulan  purnama, kerana sinar kasih kekanda sudah cukup untuk menerangi hati adinda.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kalaulah kekanda itu laut, suara ombak kekanda pasti  memecah sepi pantai rindu adinda di balik karangan batu-batu dan ikan-ikan kecil  yang berenang riang di dasarnya. Begitu adinda merindui suara gemersik kekanda  yang bak buluh perindu. Ingin sekali adinda berada di pangkuan kekanda sambil  kekanda mendendangkan lagu-lagu cinta. Ah, rindunya saat-saat  sebegitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Duhai kekanda yang tiada gantinya di hati adinda,  adinda akan terus menantikan waktu untuk kita bertemu semula. Biarlah keadaan  menjauhkan kita, tetapi cinta ikhlas yang telah kita bina selama ini telah  menyatukan hati kita. Ingat lagi janji kita? Hati kekanda hati adinda. Hati  adinda hati kekanda. Sampai di sini sahaja. Rasanya sudah agak lama pena  pemberian kekanda ini menari-nari di atas warkah putih ini. Jadikanlah warkah  adinda untuk kekanda ini tangkal pengubat rindu sehingga kita bertentang mata  semula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ikhlas daripada adinda yang sering merindui  kekanda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Laila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hehehehehehehehe! x) Is it sweet? Very romantic, right? I know. HAHAHA! xD Nah, I'm just trying my luck. But, I took almost an hour to write this. Adui, I'm so naughty sia! I should be studying Sastera or Geog, but I'm doing this! Hehehe. xD Tkpa, this is sooo releasing my stress and feelings and emotions! Hohoho! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But, me myself get goose pimples after reading this. Mcm ewww! HAHA! People nowadays don't do this. Org2 dulu je. Dulu mana ada hp nk sms 24 hr. Pki surat je. That's the reason why I use the tema "Rindu". Sbb org dulu susah nk berhubungan, tu psl rindu. But, while I'm writing this, I imagine about a girl and a boy who's very far away from each other, missing each other and sadly, both are helpless about it. So, they use letters. Lol. Ok, that's not applicable in today's context, I know. Hmmm... but still I shall keep this, in case boleh pki utk surat cinta for cerpen or novel. Hehehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;First person to hear this is my sister! Geli-geliman terus dia tknk dgr. Pui. Step geli plak. Lol. Second is Ain. Ain dgr terus melts ahhh! HAHA! Third is Phyd. And she loves it. But, she told me that she also felt geli lah because firstly she's not in r/s and that she's not experiencing it. True though. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lol. Yesterday was texting with Phyd and she told me, "You are seriously in your lame mood!" HAHAHAHA! I'm like, "I'm always in my lame mood!" Lol. Seriously, what's wrong in being lame if it makes me happy? Lol. Was fighting with her as well for MZ and KHJ. Both of us want to dump BM already! No like anymore. Hehehe. :) Ehhh, you know what? The KHJ video I posted few days back tu, I don't know like how many times I watched it already. But, I think almost 20. FOR NOW. Lol. I like to see him dance. Cool. *melts smpi tk boleh solidify balik* HAHAHAHAHA! Seriously, every time I felt sleepy while studying, I watched the video terus jdi hyper ahhh! HAHAHA! Kk dah. Sikit cukup. Jgn nk melampau, Shabirah. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, so till then. Have a gooooood day ahead. Tmr is my last day of Prelim 1. Alhamdulillah! Pray for me! Taking my Sastera and Geog (Human) Paper tmr. Insya-Allah, I can do it! Amin! Okie dokie kiddos. (I call my followers in Twitter, Twiddos. HAHAHAHA! K, tk perlu. Lol. So kirakan kan, I should call you all, my invited readers, hmmm... Bloggos? HAHAHA! Omg, I'm so lame. LOL.) Bye. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-6400017464403720227?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6400017464403720227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6400017464403720227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-friend-cares-about-your-hereafter.html' title='A good friend cares about your Hereafter.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-qVsF9NP0IeY/ThF2lpaoEbI/AAAAAAAACLs/DZBfufteYDA/s72-c/IMG001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7060168003802419</id><published>2011-07-04T10:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:41:01.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To belittle is to be little.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikuuum! Atoook ohhh atoook! HAHAHA! xD Ok, I very lame. I know. I was imitating Upin &amp;amp; Ipin. Hehehehehehe. :) Because ytd, I totally felt like Ipin. Heee. x) Ibu brought back home 4 Arnold's Chicken! Wah. Sooodap! Hehehe. Kenyang beno! Alhamdulillah. Chicken made me the happiest kiddo again ytd. Heee. PBG! Lol. Oops, this is my 444th post on 4th of July. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Btw, time check 10:10 am. I just woke up few mins ago. Haven't bath. xD I want bath, abih Shafwan nk mandi. Psh. He's going out later watching Transformers with his friends. I also want! But... hmmm... nvm. Sooo, what's up today young people? If you're sad, don't be sad. If you're mad, don't be mad. Put that smile on the face and you will realise that no matter what, all is well! Insya-Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh btw, I still keep dreaming of the same person ytd night. Ya Allah, it's been a week. Berilah aku petunjuk-Mu. Oh, and yesterday, since the start of the day, I kept like... mcm asik tergigit bibir. Smpi jdi ulcer. Not one, not two, not three, BUT FOUR! Adui. Nk makan pun susah. Tapi, ayam je boleh. Heee. Ayam nya psl, sakit semua tk ingat. Heh heh. Tapi serious sakit. I told ibu, ibu said, "Ahhh, siapa je tu sebut2 ke ngumpat kau?" Siapa eh? 0.o Lol. Tapi lebih baik kita jgn berprasangka buruk. Mana tahu, mmg dosa sendiri kan? Kalau ni dosa sendiri, syukur alhamdulillah. :) Allah dah menghukum kita di dunia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3OVfAypN9xc/ThEikpytcvI/AAAAAAAACLc/40OydUwkK-0/s1600/test.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3OVfAypN9xc/ThEikpytcvI/AAAAAAAACLc/40OydUwkK-0/s400/test.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625315422651642610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this in Tumblr. And I love it. Yes, all of you definitely must have heard of this quote - If Allah answers your prayers then He is increasing your Faith. If He delays, he is increasing your Patience. If he does not answer, He has something better for you. :) I really love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, please don't be upset if you think life is too tough. Yes, life is tough. It's hard and it's unfair. Yes, you need to experience hard time before good time. Because only if you know what is tough, hard and unfair in this world, then you can know how easy and beautiful the life is in the Hereafter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, don't lose hope! Hang on there. Believe in Allah's powers! Have patience and faith in Him. ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT HE'S BEHIND OF THESE THINGS THAT HAVE HAPPEN TO US, ALL THESE SWEET AND SOUR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, before I go off, I want to leave all of you with a quote (read p/s). Heh. Till then. Take care. And smile! Because when you smile, you're bringing sunshine to the life of others. AND SMILE IS CONTAGIOUS! :D Okie, bye! Fee amanillah. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.: At the end of everyday, when you think that some days things don't go the way you planned, say 'Alhamdulillah'. Because it's a reminder that Allah s.w.t. is the best of planners. Masya-Allah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7060168003802419?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7060168003802419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7060168003802419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-belittle-is-to-be-little.html' title='To belittle is to be little.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-3OVfAypN9xc/ThEikpytcvI/AAAAAAAACLc/40OydUwkK-0/s72-c/test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-4256515287100973421</id><published>2011-07-02T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T11:25:15.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We all have flaws, but the biggest flaw we can have is not working on our flaws.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEXtBLG8Pps/Tg6CxmntViI/AAAAAAAACLU/w-B6CH2Ymhk/s1600/pink%2Bcat.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEXtBLG8Pps/Tg6CxmntViI/AAAAAAAACLU/w-B6CH2Ymhk/s400/pink%2Bcat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624576773324625442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) PINK CAT!!! Masya-Allah! :D Okay, here's the deal. Anyone who can get me this, I'll love cats. K, no wait. I love cats but, I'm afraid of cats. So, if anyone can get me this, I'll not be afraid of cats for my entire life! Cuteee! Hehehehehe. :) I WANT! Lol. Below, better go watch it you people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cflHBQmVitc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KIM HYUN JOONG IS SOOO COOL AND HANDSOME IN THIS VIDEO! I LOVEEE HIS HAIR! (I always love his hair, except his long hair. Lol.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Heee. I really like to look at his face! :) Oh, is there any Korean Dramas yg dia berlakon abih dia bnyk berbual tk? I realised that he talk very little in BOF. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ok, no more talking about Koreans. I want to share something better now. Ytd I went to my usual night class and I learnt something very meaningful for myself and the rest of my Muslimah. :) It's about aurat. Neknde got a surat from her pelajar who was mad at her. In the letter, her pelajar stated clearly that wanita muslimah hari ini tutup aurat, tetapi tidak sempurna. Walaupun tutup aurat, tapi masih ingin mempamerkan keindahan. Hmmm... I don't know whether I should feel guilty about this or not. At first I felt mcm guilty gitu. Then neknde continued to explain that the keindahan refers to the showing of the shape of body parts. Senang ckp, kalau pki ketat2 lah. When I hear that, I'm a bit relieved. Sbb mmg jarang sekali I wear something so fitting. Lol. Mmg since dah baligh, ibu paling pantang when I buy all these clothes. Ni tkleh tu tkleh. Semua tkleh. Lol. And kalau boleh baju semua mesti bawah bontot, better if bawah lutut. But, because of my small size, no matter what the size 'S' or worst 'XS' is the only sizes suitable for me. So, the clothes will be a bit above my lutut. Alah, I'm quite short anyway. Heh. As for me, my main concern about clothes is that it must not be too fitting and it MUST MUST be below than my butt. Except if I wear long skirts yg kembang ah. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Next week, neknde is going to elaborate on the different dosa if wanita tk tutup this aurat or that aurat. What I know, if tk pki tudung nnt kat neraka, Allah taruk crown yg panas skali atas kepala smpi otak tu semua boleh hangus, then that thing repeats again and again. Nauzubillah! That's why I want to finish JC as soon as possible! Second want I know is that kalau tk tutup leher, kena belit dgn ular sawa kat leher tu. And then it repeats again and again. Nauzubillah! I know betis, peha, and some other parts of the body also ada dia punya different dosa ah. Nauzubillah! Seram eh? Adui. Tkpa, takut itu iman! Hehehehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You know, I've been getting diarrhea lately. Adui. It's all because of my keslengeran! Bahasa pun mcm cam paham. Mcm je ada such word as keslengeran. Lol. Past few days yg gi hospital tu, balik terus diarrhea until night. Ada ah makan kat satu tempat tu. I wanted roti john chicken. Abih cik tu kata chicken dabis. Dia tny nk roti john mutton tk. Dlm otak, I'm like, "Mutton kambing ke lembu eh? Agaknya lembu ah. Kalau lembu okay ah. Kalau kambing I cannot." Terus I just said yes ah. Bila org tu dah hantar makan kat meja, ibu tny what is that. I looked at the thing, punya lah pelik. Tk mcm roti john biasa. But, I told ibu that that was roti john mutton. Ibu tny ah asl beli mutton, and I said chicken dabis. She said, "Kau kan tkleh makan kambing." Ok, that moment I know I'm so slenger. I cannot lah benda lembu kambing beef mutton ni semua. I always cannot differentiate. Abih dah beli, takkan nk buang kan? So, I just ate ah. Tu pun I didn't eat a lot. Shulhan yg habiskan. Adui, makan sikit pun boleh diarrhea smpi malam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mcm that time, minum kopi pekat Humy kat sch. Balik, mlm diarrhea. PADAHAL SIKIT SEH! Adui. My stomach is getting more and more sensitive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Abih tadi pagi pun diarrhea lagi. Ni kali mmg slenger. I don't like white milk kan. So, org semua makan Cookie Crisp ngan susu putih. Except for me, I eat Cookie Crisp with my strawberry milk. Abih minum ah. Baru bukak tau tu betul. Abih rasa dia tk sedap susu tu! I'm like, "Menyesal seh makan Cookie Crisp ngan strawberry HL. Jadi tk sedap." I eat cereal tu pagi ah. Petang lepas balik sch, I drink again. Rasa dia sama tk sedap. I think because I eat sotong tadi. So bila dah campur dgn susu strawberry, rasa dia jadi lain. Abih, minum je ah. And then mlm, drink again lepas balik class. Rasa dia sama tk sedap. Before that belum makan apa2. I asked ibu tu taste sbb dari tadi I senyap only. And then ibu kata that tu susu dah rosak. -.- Ah bagus! Dah smpi more than half aku minum! Pagi tadi terus. ADUI! Why I so slenger? I made myself suffer!!! Psh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mcm gini ke perangai org nk jdi doctor? Diri sendiri tk tahu jaga! HAHA! Ada hati nk baik kan org lain eh? Lol lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ok, till then. I want to bath. Haven't bath yet and just woke up. Heee. Ohhh, before that, I kept dreaming of the same person lately. Why ah? Seriously. Dari smlm2. Tk ingat exactly when but like start of this week. But smlm2 ada. Smlm mlm pun ada. Tadi lepas Subuh tidur balik pun ada. Hmmm... and I also dreamt about my teeth tercabut. Org kata kalau gigi tercabut means org yg terdekat dgn kita nk meninggalkan kita. Astaghfirullahalazim. Semoga ni semua mainan tidur daripada syaitan. Okie dokie kiddos! Till then. One advise today, always think positive. That is also expecially directed to me. Heh heh. Fee amanillah. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-4256515287100973421?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4256515287100973421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4256515287100973421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-all-have-flaws-but-biggest-flaw-we.html' title='We all have flaws, but the biggest flaw we can have is not working on our flaws.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEXtBLG8Pps/Tg6CxmntViI/AAAAAAAACLU/w-B6CH2Ymhk/s72-c/pink%2Bcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-8571749173159419474</id><published>2011-07-01T11:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:10:01.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficulties mastered are opportunities won.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djnSJWN-NG4/Tg097Fy-5tI/AAAAAAAACLM/NAFcXCpmpVY/s1600/IMG002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djnSJWN-NG4/Tg097Fy-5tI/AAAAAAAACLM/NAFcXCpmpVY/s400/IMG002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624219595033208530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Time check is 11:25 am. Hehehehe. Yes, didn't blog early2 in the morning. Because today I good girl. Study first. Finish study then can on laptop. Lol. Ini lah bagusnya dah deactivate Fb. :) Heee. Padahal bukan main account pun boleh addicted. -.- Because I got this daily routine that I'll do on Fb. So, dah smpi naik sedap kan. Tu yg addicted. Heh. Uhm... anyway since dah ada Twitter. I can just update there as many times I want. Heh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, did and wrote this for Luqman. WHOA! Tk sangkat adik aku nk jadi rocketman! Fuh! Lol. Insya-Allah. Amin! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, it's already July. I love July! :D May July be a nice month for me. Insya-Allah. Amin! :) Hehehe. And July also reminds me of Bulan Bahasa! ^^ If I'm in sec sch right now, I'll be participating in a lot of events and competitions already. But now... no more. :( MUG only! Haiy. But, time really passes real fast. And next month is already Ramadhan. Masya-Allah. Really fast! And I'm so looking forward for it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Next Fri will be Khatamul Qur'an at An-Nur! Also very2 looking forward for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, below is really a good news for me! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fykvGYjuMig/Tg096-ZwHjI/AAAAAAAACLE/G9VxVTr6nlQ/s1600/IMG003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fykvGYjuMig/Tg096-ZwHjI/AAAAAAAACLE/G9VxVTr6nlQ/s400/IMG003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624219593048333874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can now send cerpen more than 1000 words! :) So, for teenagers is on Friday. And not Sunday. Sunday utk org besar2. Takkan aku nk tulis cerita psl harta, psl org suami isteri, psl apa2 lagi lah too matured topics! I don't like. Read the thing up there. "... rajin meluahkan perasaan anda menerusi tulisan kreatif..." YES! I sucks at expressing out feelings using my mouth! HAHA! So, I write. That's my strength. I mean some people express their feelings different way what. For me is through writing. Some people through face expression? Drawings? Musics? Many ways. Depend on the person lor. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_9VhnrkaUk/Tg096jrLX3I/AAAAAAAACK8/K4k8B3kvIu4/s1600/IMG004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_9VhnrkaUk/Tg096jrLX3I/AAAAAAAACK8/K4k8B3kvIu4/s400/IMG004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624219585873665906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top: My first cerpen published in BH. The cerpen that made me popular. xD Hehehehe. Tapi, serious. Tk bedek. I can have like more than 10 requests on Fb that particular day and few days after that. And to those guys who claimed that they read it, I DON'T BELIEVE! I know guys won't read lah long cerpen. Nk tipu tk agak2. Okay, except for some guys ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6s34Ei5ZN-E/Tg095sIk0EI/AAAAAAAACK0/xR41xgRL2oA/s1600/IMG006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6s34Ei5ZN-E/Tg095sIk0EI/AAAAAAAACK0/xR41xgRL2oA/s400/IMG006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624219570964582466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like for this second part, it was a friend of me who is a guy who got to read first. Lol. What to do? He was kind enough to check for me before I sent it to Kak Yani. AND I ACTUALLY MADE A LOT MISTAKES! -.- I mixed up all the characters. That Fadhil jadi Imran. Imran jadi Fadhil. Semua ter-mix. Lol. I forgot my own story actually. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Nq6mg2-OZs/Tg095XtslRI/AAAAAAAACKs/D_NSiF5oK9g/s1600/IMG005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Nq6mg2-OZs/Tg095XtslRI/AAAAAAAACKs/D_NSiF5oK9g/s400/IMG005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624219565483136274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow... I got into the paper many times since I know Kak Yani. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... got another one where I did articles on Kem Obor for Dec 2009. But, I don't know where I keep it. Or maybe I didn't even keep it. :S Lol. But, that one I got a lot because it was a big article. I got almost $300 I think. The one I interviewed the peserta and pemenang. I think it was Madr Al-Maarif, Fuchun and another school I forgot. I would love to be a wartawan. Tapi kan... ibu tk kasi. :( Haiy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I really miss doing cerpen. :( Best nya tulis cerpen is boleh syiok sendiri. xD HAHAHA! Seriously. I remembered Kak Yani asked me if I'm so experienced ah about love that time ah. That was in 2009. I'm like... "Matair pun tk pernah Kak Yani." Lol. The reason I'm able to right is because I've great imagination! Even not in writing, I can have great, or should I say wild imaginations. But, that was not good ah! But tu lah, setiap benda tu ada baik buruknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Like the first Diari Cinta S.P.D. is about Syameera Deelaila falling in love with a guy who loves to disturb her. And in Diari Cinta S.P.D. 2 is about Syameera Deelaila falling out of love after the guy don't like to disturb her anymore. HAHAHA! Chey, joke! Lol. Alright, although I said that both this story was a true story about me, but... still nk kena exaggerate and imagine ah. Ingat senang? Lagi2 tk pernah experience. xD HAHA. I have a hard time doing the #2 lah. Lol. Cause it's 70% not related to me. Unlike #1, 80% related to me. LOL. That's why senang nk tulis. #2 nk kena imagine matair ngan org popular. And Kak Yani seriously memaisehkan me by putting that dialogue big-big. Mcm... ewww gitu! And I'm not lying, last year when I read back my #2, I cried. Because after some time, you'll tend to forget your own story. I wrote it and cried after reading it. When I did it last 2 years, others said it was sad, mmg boleh nangis. Mana tk nya, I wrote about matair dia mati. Mestilah sedih. Lol. It was touching about the sacrificing and stuff. That made it a sad story. I don't want read again. One plus point about the cerpen I write that people always comment is that my cerpen are funny! Hehehehehe. Of course. I want my readers to laugh so that they won't get bored and they will continue to read. That's the most important!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. Till then kiddos. I want to sleep. Then wake up. Eat. Zohor. Go to school for Maths Paper 2! Pray for me, aye? Hehehehe. :) Till then. Bye! Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-8571749173159419474?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8571749173159419474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8571749173159419474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/07/difficulties-mastered-are-opportunities.html' title='Difficulties mastered are opportunities won.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-djnSJWN-NG4/Tg097Fy-5tI/AAAAAAAACLM/NAFcXCpmpVY/s72-c/IMG002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-639837699772991163</id><published>2011-06-30T07:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:53:39.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTtLKcdj4ls/Tgux08iJlaI/AAAAAAAACKk/xo7Qo5xVnso/s1600/SHA48.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTtLKcdj4ls/Tgux08iJlaI/AAAAAAAACKk/xo7Qo5xVnso/s400/SHA48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623784082862871970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :D Time check; 7:14am! Rise and shineee! :) Lol. Good morning kiddos! Hahahaha. Like got org je baca my blog early in the morning like that. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Actually, I'm very sleepy. I tried to sleep back after Subuh just now. But, I just couldn't. Because why? Because I'm the sunshine! I need to tell everyone to RISE &amp;amp; SHINE! That's why I cannot sleep. HAHA. K, lame. Lalala. So, I took out my laptop from my laptop back and decide to blog. Heee. :) Oh btw, I think my gmbr atas minah habisan sio! Mcm bdk2 madr kerek2 gitu. Cause I realised yg bdk2 madr ni selalu kerek, nk step minah mana entah. Not talking about myself. I'm not bdk madr. Lalala. HAHA. Alah, ni dah boring sngt dlm kereta smlm. Tk tahu nk buat apa. Amik ibu punya shades, stepping jambu. xD LOL. But, actually, I don't wear shades ah. I don't even have one. Cause mcm... shades mcm... entah eh. I don't like. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, yesterday was my first visit to KTPH. Teman Shulhan for his eye surgery. Hmmm... hope it's not a cancerous thing lah. Insya-Allah. (Ehhh, when I typed "Insya-Allah" just now, Maher Zain is singing the "Insya-Allah, Insya-Allah...") K, tk perlu. Fine. HAHA. Tapi mcm every time I typed "Insya-Allah", asik2 gitu. Kan! Lagi sekali. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Ya Allah, kenapalah si Shabirah selalu ckp benda tk perlu. Lol lol. Eh, skati ahhh! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFTrwfsCwKw/Tgux04I5E2I/AAAAAAAACKc/gWcw2tYI6eg/s1600/IMG002%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFTrwfsCwKw/Tgux04I5E2I/AAAAAAAACKc/gWcw2tYI6eg/s400/IMG002%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623784081683190626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gambar atas ni, I like the clouds. Sesungguhnya, benar kata-kata Mr Zee tentang clouds. :) Hehehehe. Was waiting outside the eye-clinic. So, I sat on the bench sorg2, and emo2 tengok awan, tengok tasik... sungguh nyaman dan mengasyikkan. :) Chey, tk emo lah. No time! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhaDBPrZc2E/Tgux0UDRfSI/AAAAAAAACKU/6O7DIvMj6pw/s1600/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhaDBPrZc2E/Tgux0UDRfSI/AAAAAAAACKU/6O7DIvMj6pw/s400/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623784071995948322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, really! The place damn nice. Mcm condo ada. Hotel pun ada. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sC665UGNjA/Tgux0BPCfiI/AAAAAAAACKM/TkPyCVM7smk/s1600/IMG004%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sC665UGNjA/Tgux0BPCfiI/AAAAAAAACKM/TkPyCVM7smk/s400/IMG004%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623784066945023522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wah. Gini kalau kena tinggal kat sini pun tkpa. xD Syiok oi. Boleh duduk mcm gini kat bench selalu emo2. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lepas tu kan, ada org India duduk sebelah aku kat bench tu. -.- (Actually, tk tahu India ke Melayu kulit gelap ah. HAHA.) Smile at me. I was like, "FREAKY DUDE!" Terus bangun masuk dlm clinic sio. Pffft. Act like know me like that. Dlm hati mcm, "Siapa seh kau?" Lol. Kacau daun ah org mcm ini. Aku ngah sibuk berasmaradana dengan alam dan suasana yang suci dan nyaman, ada je org spoiler. Herh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K, whatever. Wanna know something?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;FINISHED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;WATCHING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BOYS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;OVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;FLOWERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;THAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;WANT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;TO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;WATCH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;TO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;CONTROL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;MYSELF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Heee. And... to think about it again kan. Now, I not only like Kim Hyun Joong, I also like Lee Min Ho, Kim Beum, and Kim Ju. Heee! I'm like a fickle-minded only. Actually, I am. HAHAHAHA! But, but, but, Kim Hyun Joong tetap the best. Huhu! Lee Min Ho handsome jugak eh? Muka dia cute + handsome. Hahaha. Kim Beum mmg cute ah. Dia mm from the start cute. Kim Ju is the last one for me to like among the four. He's the cool bro among the four. KHJ is of course the sweetest! :) Awww... I wonder whether there's that kind of person in real life. Or... is he also like that in real life. Damn sweet lor! He was so sweet in that story that I think that it may seems a bit unrealistic. But I bet, of course there's that kind of person ah, cuma mungkin 1 in a billion or 1 in a trillion. Lol. I mean like... siapa2 kalau baik je, mana ada kan. Semua org manusia biasa. Mestilah ada kekurangan dia tu. Hah. But, I just like. Ohhh, and the last second episode especially. Damn sad! I cried lah atas katil in my room while watching. Usually, I can control. I mean like nangis sikit cukup ah. Ni mcm tkleh sia. I need to fan my face many times using my hands. I can feel it's getting redder and redder. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And now, I'm so mad with Abg Muhammad! -.- Why is he watching City Hunter now?! Half-way through plak tu! Make me jealous. Mentang2 baru graduate from Poly. Dah free sngt ah tu. Tsk. I also wanna watch. :( You know, I'm so perangai. I didn't study yesterday. Bljr pukul 8+pm. Tu pun smpi kul 10 pm je. Heh. Alah, nnt tengahari is Melayu P1. Karangan and paper bahasa. Tk tahu nk bljr apa. Wahlauweh. I feel like a boss only! xD Dah pandai sngt ah tu? -.- Okay, so I need to off now. Right? Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay. Gtg. Ohhh, before that, I'm officially back on TWITTER! :) Heee. Yes, using my real name. I know I'm on Twitter before this as well. But, that wasn't my real name. Heh. Same username. Siapa kata dah delete tkleh buat balik using same username and email sio? I used the same username and email sio. Boleh je. Lol. Alright. So, till then. Wish me all the best for MLL P1 later. Heee. Till then. My advise today - Make today better than yesterday! :D Hehehe. Goodbye! Assalamualaikum! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.: Sometimes, we need to sacrifice some things that are not beneficial for us in the Hereafter. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-639837699772991163?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/639837699772991163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/639837699772991163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/perseverance-is-not-long-race-it-is.html' title='Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-RTtLKcdj4ls/Tgux08iJlaI/AAAAAAAACKk/xo7Qo5xVnso/s72-c/SHA48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2543081081724265117</id><published>2011-06-29T07:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T08:15:46.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A man can plan his course, but Allah s.w.t. guides his steps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Time check 7:41 am. Just finished Subuh. Heh, after sooo long, today I terlajak Subuh a bit. Heee. Astaghfirullahalazim. Tk sengaja. I don't know what made me really drop dead tired yesterday night. Slept damn early. Woke up smpi terlajak Subuh. Adui. Maklumlah, sebelum ni asik bljr je kan. Tk bnyk rest. Ni semalam lepas beban subject2 besar dah terlepas, lega sikit. Tinggal MLL P1 and P2, Maths P2 and Geog P2. I think among this 4 papers, Geog P2 ngan MLL P2 je lah berat sikit. Other than that, okay lah. Insya-Allah, manageable. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, this morning, I'm off to KTPH soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But, before that, I very sad. I think I very sad that's why I slept early yesterday night. Don't want to think about it mah. Sleep lah. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yesterday, I got a text from MOE. It's like... MOE Scholarship Tea Session 2011. It's like a tea-session where you can ask about scholarships that you can have if you have decided to be a teacher. Then, I think I can go for it and see. Kalau boleh apply for apa-apa scholarships ke. I mean, we might miss any opportunities to get prestigious scholarships if we don't go. So, I went to the website. I initially wanted to ask kakak to accompany me. Tapi dia kata parent. So, I asked ayah ah. Sebelah ayah ada ibu ah. I explained what this thing is all about. And then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shabirah: Ayah, teman Shabirah pergi benda MOE Scholarship Tea Session ah sbb it's either pergi alone or ada 1 parent accompany. On Sat, 16 July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ibu: Tu apa benda?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shabirah: Dia kalau mcm nk jdi teacher, boleh dptkan scholarships utk bljr kat Uni mana2 ah. Then tapi lepas tu kena jdi teacher lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ayah: Shabirah nk jdi teacher eh? Ayah nk Shabirah jadi lawyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shabirah: Errr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ibu: Ibu nk Shabirah jadi doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shabirah: (speechless at first) Hmmm... tklah, Shabirah nk tngk2 je dulu. Belum decide nk jdi apa pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Typical parents. They wanted their children to be doctors, lawyers. Asl tk ckp surgeon ke magistrate skali. Kan senang? -.- Astaghfirullahalazim. How? Lawyer is really out of my choice. No interest at all. I only can be loyar buruk. Lawyer cannot. Doctor is something I wished long time ago. That's the reason I got into Science Stream in Sec Sch. Triple Science lagi. Tk ke gila?! But then, I realise I'm better in Humanities. So, I took Arts Stream in JC. Actually, I'm not really Arts or Science in JC. I'm hybrid. Both Arts and Science. Hehehehe. :) Like a boss only! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That day during Bio consultation, Mr Azahar asked me, "Why you don't take H2 Bio? I thought that you are much capable to do Bio. I think better than some other of my H2s." I'm like, "AINK?!" Lol. I said, "I'm the worst Bio student in my class last time in sec sch. I always get last in class with an F9. I don't know how I ended up getting a B3 for O's. Lol. But, probably because I'm pure bio last time, so my teacher pushed us really really hard. When I took the Bio paper, I feel like it's a combined science Bio." "And furthermore, the subject combinations in this school don't allow me to take H2 Bio and H2 MLL together. I need to replace H2 MLL with H2 Chem. And I can't sacrifice my MLL. I need that to secure an A for A's." Mr Azahar then said, "Oh, really ah? But, you know what? Some of my past badges H1 Bio students are doing Life Sciences in Uni now. Except that they need to go for bridges courses. And they told me that there's nothing much to catch up. Go for Life Sciences ah in Uni. You really can one lah." "Errr... I'll consider. But, I still can't let go my Malay Studies. I still want to Malay Studies in Uni. But, if I take double degree in Malay Studies and Life Sciences, I must be crazy. But, I know it's possible if I work hard."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I know. Double degree is crazy. That's a total of 32 modules in 4 years. Imagine! Adui. I'll still consider. I'm crazy because I want to make ibu happy. To join Life Sciences and be a doctor. But, at the same time, I can still reach my own goals of having a profession in Malay. I can become a writer! :) I can write novels, cerpens, sajak, pantun. Hehehehe! :) I mean doing all that during my free time. I love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But, that is hard. Adui. Nvm. What is the most important now is my A's. If I got A for MLL, A for Bio and B for Maths. I will take double degree. :) Insya-Allah. Geog, my favourite subject, but I have to sacrifice you in Uni. I sacrificed my Chemistry when I enter JC. And now Geog. :( I miss Chemistry!!! And I can't look at my colourful notes utk lepaskan rindu. Lol. Cause it's with Khidhir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. Till then. Gotta bath and siap. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2543081081724265117?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2543081081724265117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2543081081724265117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/man-can-plan-his-course-but-allah-swt.html' title='A man can plan his course, but Allah s.w.t. guides his steps.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-3592007529984533031</id><published>2011-06-28T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:39:36.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter is a sunshine. It chases winter from a human's face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Hehehehe. I'm feeling very gay right now. Lol. Despite the stress. Hahaha. But, I don't know why. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, basically, I'm just back from school. Bio paper was okay. Secured 28/30 for Paper 1 already. Left with Paper 2. Hmmm... I hope 33/60 for Paper 2. Really. Insya-Allah. That is to get at least a B ah. Abih dah hafal kan semua MCQ punya answers. So, I finished in 8 minutes. Lol. Abih lepas tu boring! Adui. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And just now very paiseh kat tempat solat. After paper, I ran straight to tempat solat utk Zohor sbb nk solat kat rumah nnt tk sempat sbb nk kat Asar. Abih tu ada lipas kat toilet. I saw, and I ran to her and almost hugged her sbb takut. Heee. Pathetic sio. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... nothing much to say basically. Gtg now. NO SCHOOL TMR! Bye. Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-3592007529984533031?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3592007529984533031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3592007529984533031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/laughter-is-sunshine-it-chases-winter.html' title='Laughter is a sunshine. It chases winter from a human&apos;s face.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-3382848019678331230</id><published>2011-06-27T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T18:18:17.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience and faithfulness are the stepping stones of a never-ending relationship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Time check is 5:42 pm. First thing first, let's kiss goodbye to Physical Geog! Hmmm... I screwed my Litho essay section. I didn't study Volcanoes. :( Tkpa lah. Boleh crap something out jugak. Hehehe. Alhamdulillah, still able to write 3 pages in 32 minutes. Lol lol. Maths is okay, but... I don't know whether I do ada salah ke tk. Tapi ada jugak ah tk tahu buat langsung. I think the best I can do is a cukup2 makan je. Hmmm... tkpa lah. NOW, let's say hello to our biol Bio! Hehehehe. :) Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Btw, right now, I'm pranking Qaisurah. HAHAHAHA! She's going to know that Symr Dll is me. Tsk. My mistake ah. I let her view all "unofficial" status for this FB. You know for this FB... I only limit my personal status to like 6-7 people only. Those are the people that knows me. But, if it's like a general quote or whatsoever, I limit it to anyone ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And that makes me wonder mcm mana Kak Fiza knows Symr Dll is me. She tagged me in all those photos below! Hmmm.... whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Btw, below are the photos taken on 101210. Hehehe. The FF! Lol. They are the best couple I've ever known. Seriously. So sweet, right? Hahaha. I really like Kak Fiza. I think she's really a nice person. I can't believe she really could transform Abg Faezal from a bad boy to a nice gentleman today. But, I think, that took her 10 years because they've been together since both are Sec 4. Cool. Wow! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, below are some photos only. More tagged, but, I'm lazy to upload. I need to make this fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVgtbOo0StU/TghP_01W0lI/AAAAAAAACKE/62lYprjcrhM/s1600/ff4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVgtbOo0StU/TghP_01W0lI/AAAAAAAACKE/62lYprjcrhM/s400/ff4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622832092704854610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NbiI9gxS74Y/TghP_ZYKoBI/AAAAAAAACJ8/rV2XJemjpR8/s1600/ff2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NbiI9gxS74Y/TghP_ZYKoBI/AAAAAAAACJ8/rV2XJemjpR8/s400/ff2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622832085334663186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and as you can see, most of us are in blue. Because we're from the boy's side. :) The girl's side will be wearing pink. :) (If I got married, everyone must come and wear pink. HAHAHAHA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srR8lXzfLZk/TghP_Uvk5qI/AAAAAAAACJ0/VRVU7w5wvgI/s1600/ff3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srR8lXzfLZk/TghP_Uvk5qI/AAAAAAAACJ0/VRVU7w5wvgI/s400/ff3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622832084090676898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SQUEEZEEE! Lol. Abg Faezal muka tk perlu eh. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e5ng8v96TbU/TghP_HXKrvI/AAAAAAAACJs/MgpDdMigvOE/s1600/ff1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e5ng8v96TbU/TghP_HXKrvI/AAAAAAAACJs/MgpDdMigvOE/s400/ff1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622832080498634482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni compressed habis, okay? Hahaha. And I don't like the person above me. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F36ss74kqSM/TghPd90ySkI/AAAAAAAACJk/Irv2dAT8T_w/s1600/ff8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F36ss74kqSM/TghPd90ySkI/AAAAAAAACJk/Irv2dAT8T_w/s400/ff8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622831511002827330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above is ayah, jadi "Ustaz" skejap. Leading the people with the do'a. Mmg gini lah selalunya. But, I very paiseh kat belakang. Because ayah was so nervous. -.- Tk tahu asl. But, I feel like laughing. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xIeq3Dq4Xe4/TghPddWrorI/AAAAAAAACJc/Akb1KCYM6YU/s1600/ff5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xIeq3Dq4Xe4/TghPddWrorI/AAAAAAAACJc/Akb1KCYM6YU/s400/ff5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622831502286627506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our BIG family. But, not complete. :( It's even bigger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TEoLxIdOMWA/TghPdaqu8HI/AAAAAAAACJU/en1fx6ZMkgs/s1600/ff6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TEoLxIdOMWA/TghPdaqu8HI/AAAAAAAACJU/en1fx6ZMkgs/s400/ff6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622831501565423730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni atas paling best. Gaduh sio nk duduk kat kerusi pengantin. At last, me and Abg Hanzalah dpt. :D Hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JyEZFj8mW6g/TghPdKEzQnI/AAAAAAAACJM/JmWnJH3M0lQ/s1600/ff7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JyEZFj8mW6g/TghPdKEzQnI/AAAAAAAACJM/JmWnJH3M0lQ/s400/ff7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622831497111356018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear I loveee her evening gown! Damn nice! :D And she's very very very pretty lor! And... she's a teacher, you know? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kan? Lawa sia! Really. Lol. Alright, let's stop talking about this. Now... I need to go and eat. Then muggg! Yay, because tomorrow, my paper is in the afternoon. Hehehehe! :) Oh yes, before I forget, I need to type out my Bio essays because Mr Azahar wants to use them as model essays for H1 and H2 Bio students. -.- Suruh lah bdk H2, nmpk sah diorang lagi bagus. I only H1 sia. Haiy. Nvm. Till then peeps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh yes, before I forgot one more thing. Today, my blog, shinewithrhythm.bs.com is celebrating it's 2nd Year Anniversary! Huhuhuhu! :D K, tk perlu, I know. K bye! Assalamualaikum! :) Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-3382848019678331230?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3382848019678331230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3382848019678331230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/patience-and-faithfulness-are-stepping.html' title='Patience and faithfulness are the stepping stones of a never-ending relationship.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVgtbOo0StU/TghP_01W0lI/AAAAAAAACKE/62lYprjcrhM/s72-c/ff4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2485749190688844341</id><published>2011-06-26T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T19:38:46.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is not the absence of problems, it's the ability to deal with them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34mDMawVFAM/TgcQl0AOgaI/AAAAAAAACJE/LzMez999PlU/s1600/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34mDMawVFAM/TgcQl0AOgaI/AAAAAAAACJE/LzMez999PlU/s400/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622480901596152226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Alright. Fast one. Really! Just wanna rest for a while before continuing my revision. Heh. Btw, time check is 6:58 pm. So... as you can see above, ARNOLD'S CHICKEN baby! Weee. I've been longing for that. And my patience pays. Dapat jugak akhirnya. Ate 3 of that yesterday. 2 in the afternoon. 1 at night. Hohoho! :D Sedap! Yummy! Hehehehehe. :) PBG!!! Syiok. After eating two of this, I gained a kilogram. Huhuhu! But after that, I revised my work, just sitting down, and I lost 0.6kg. -.- That's the reason why I said, I won't get fat! -.- Pffft. So difficult. Haiy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay, what you are going to see below are body builders. HAHAHAHA! Must be wondering why I posted them. Was so stress studying just now, so I decided to go into FB for a while. Then... someone posted those photos as his daily aspirations. -.- Ewww. I look at their bodies mcm disgusting eh please. Mcm bukan badan manusia sio. Mcm besi. Pastu shiny plak tu. Adui. What makes it funny is that... I realise badan diorang ada shape muka. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vs5C_GOI7NA/TgcQlkJ3rNI/AAAAAAAACI8/QVN4fnWo1A8/s1600/bb7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vs5C_GOI7NA/TgcQlkJ3rNI/AAAAAAAACI8/QVN4fnWo1A8/s400/bb7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622480897341631698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like this one above, badan dia mcm ada shape bulldog kan? Kan? Kan? Seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GKLXNo848Y/TgcQlaKByOI/AAAAAAAACI0/Ej8mxPuTv7g/s1600/bb6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GKLXNo848Y/TgcQlaKByOI/AAAAAAAACI0/Ej8mxPuTv7g/s400/bb6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622480894657939682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abih yg ini plak mcm badan dia shape ikan pari! HAHAHAHA! (I hate pari!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATuNLOMv-qs/TgcQGU58ffI/AAAAAAAACIs/mms6fRw45fA/s1600/bb5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATuNLOMv-qs/TgcQGU58ffI/AAAAAAAACIs/mms6fRw45fA/s400/bb5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622480360672361970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Atas ni mcm ada shape satu monster kat cerita Ultraman ke Power Rangers entah. Really. Mcm scary gitu. Seriously. Watch properly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SaZzxXZbxnI/TgcQFk70WdI/AAAAAAAACIk/Q7448KGtBmU/s1600/bb4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SaZzxXZbxnI/TgcQFk70WdI/AAAAAAAACIk/Q7448KGtBmU/s400/bb4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622480347795315154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni atas mcm tengkorak. Mcm jahat kat Power Rangers jugak kalau tk silap. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNBvpURw1ws/TgcQFk-4R6I/AAAAAAAACIc/mlv3cAnnv1Q/s1600/bb3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNBvpURw1ws/TgcQFk-4R6I/AAAAAAAACIc/mlv3cAnnv1Q/s400/bb3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622480347808155554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni atas mcm muka frog. Sbb perut dia mcm besar. Mcm bila frog breathe in air bnyk2 pastu nnt ada circle besar bawah mulut frog tu. Ahhh, sama ah ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SpM6NIhKRSE/TgcQFSrwe8I/AAAAAAAACIU/_DV0voNqG0w/s1600/bb2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SpM6NIhKRSE/TgcQFSrwe8I/AAAAAAAACIU/_DV0voNqG0w/s400/bb2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622480342896114626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Atas ni mcm muka MONYET! Hahahaha! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qhSJQi-6BQ/TgcQFOXjZ_I/AAAAAAAACIM/avXYo81dBWc/s1600/bb1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qhSJQi-6BQ/TgcQFOXjZ_I/AAAAAAAACIM/avXYo81dBWc/s400/bb1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622480341737629682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last ni mcm DOMO! Lol lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA! Okay2, I know I so lame and so merepek. But, I can't stop laughing when viewing this guy album because I don't believe that I was imagining those stuff. HAHAHA! Org dah biol sngt ngan bljr. What to do? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. I really gtg now. Gosok baju sch. Study last topic, Hydro. Memorize map. Revise all Maths formulas. And I'm done! And sleep early. My problem now is that I lost my I/C. How? Omg! I always forgot where I place my I/C. Adui. Okay, gtg people. Please pray for my Prelim 1. I want pass Maths. Really! I worked really hard you know. Almost everyday I practised Maths to improve myself. That day when I tried to time myself, doing 3hr Maths Paper kat rumah. Stress ah sbb paper dia susah. Fikir mcm nk rak. Smpi serious pening gila, mcm nk pecah kepala. Then, I just endured and continue. Dah habis 3 jam. I jumped onto bed to relax myself. Few minutes later, I ran to the toilet and vomited sio! Sbb pening sngt because of migraine I think. Adui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K dah. Magrib already. Gotta pray and do the things that I should do. Till then people. Byeee! Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2485749190688844341?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2485749190688844341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2485749190688844341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/happiness-is-not-absence-of-problems.html' title='Happiness is not the absence of problems, it&apos;s the ability to deal with them.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-34mDMawVFAM/TgcQl0AOgaI/AAAAAAAACJE/LzMez999PlU/s72-c/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-3072526994039220367</id><published>2011-06-25T07:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T08:14:12.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never pass up a chance to keep your mouth shut. There is wisdom in silence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQqY0ChumSo/TgUe6xBUP9I/AAAAAAAACIE/urfAEchcJa8/s1600/mangosteen.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQqY0ChumSo/TgUe6xBUP9I/AAAAAAAACIE/urfAEchcJa8/s400/mangosteen.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621933704782036946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Hehehe. Time check; 7:36am. Sooo, good morning! :D Rise and shine! Lol. I'm very sleepy right now. Tapi... tkleh tidur balik lepas Subuh. So, I shall use this time to blog. After this I can spend my time to revise. Heh. Ehhh, I found a new song by Irfan Makki Ft. Maher Zain, &lt;i&gt;I Believe&lt;/i&gt;! I loveee it sooo much! I like the lyrics especially! Hehehe. Seriously, you all should listen! I BELIEVE you all will love it! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Next thing, actually I don't know what to blog about. But... since I've posted a picture of mangosteens (I'm not sure of the spelling) there, you all must be wondering why, right? Hehehe. Actually, I got scolded by ibu because of mangosteens. :( Rabak seh. Padahal psl mangosteen je. What happened was that... I texted ayah to buy longan because mcm mengidam. So, masa ayah otw balik, ayah cari kan ah. Abih longan tkda. So, ayah bought mangosteens. Abih I very seldom eat mangosteens. I want to eat. I don't know how to kopek. I asked ayah to kopekkan. And then ibu marah! Ibu said I very manja. Everything also must ayah do for me. -.- Abih tk tahu buat. So, ibu said tekan that thing. Ada lah this cara ni. You know... I very lembik, right? Tekan2 tk bukak. Abih ayah yg kopekkan. Kena marah lagi! Adui. At last ibu teach. Ajar tkpa, ni dia tekan my hand until I can break the thing tau. Wah, punya susah! Adui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But, ibu kept saying I'm so manja by ayah. Okay lah... somehow. Ibu pun kept saying that I'm ayah's favourite daughter. I got everything if I ask from him, but not the other siblings. Then mcm ayah tkda anak lain. I'm like... "NO?" I mean, how can? Kalau Shabirah mintak ayah pun, ibu kata tkleh. Tk dpt jugak. Kan? Usually gitu pe mak2. The mother control the father. HAHA. Father always not much say. Kind of ironic. But, that's life. Lol. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But... I'm not saying that ibu is wrong. I think she's true. I'm too manja. Nnt tk tahu independent. Susah hidup nnt. Susah lah. Sebab dari kecil I'm always surrounded by people who just love to pamper me. Dari kecil, mmg ayah bnyk give me face. Ada abg angkat is the best! I really wish I have a brother. I miss Abg Umar. :( He pamper me sooo much like I'm his real sister! But, he likes to bully me! Pffft. But, I really miss him bully and irritate me. He's so funny. Matair with my Cik Uda last time. But, sedih. Tkda jodoh ngan Cik Uda. Cik Uda dah ada smpi 3 anak, just recently, Thaahir, he's still not married! Tsk. Padahal dia ngan Cik Uda tk beza nah pun. Cik Uda is one year older je. Hahaha. Kan bagus kalau dia kahwin, I can become bridesmaid utk bini dia. HAHAHAHAHA! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I really miss him. The best thing was that no one can touch his hair that was full of gel! He will get very mad. But, he likes to take my hand and touch his hair. IRONIC hah?! Hahaha. IT'S JUST BECAUSE HE KNEW I HATE HIS HAIR! HAHAHA. I don't like hair with a lot of gel tu! Lol. But, he can bully me until really bad. Until I cried. One time kat condominium ah. So, that time neknde tinggal tingkat 23 tk silap. Then... that time I was 10 I think. And then... he said he wanted buy me ice-cream. Abih so ktorang nk turun lift together ah. Abih dah masuk lift. Dah tekan no.1 pastu dia lari keluar. Mestilah sempat. Kurus mcm batang lidi! LOL. And then I didn't have time to go out. Sorg2 dlm lift. Scary! Pastu dah smpi level 1, naik balik ah smpi tingkat 23. Nangis! Lol. He can cubit my pipi until I cry. He loves to pull my nose. He want my nose to be as mancung as his. Hahahaha. He likes to steal my food! Lol. Just miss those moments when I was young. Really young and immature and innocence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... the time he will never disturb or come near me was only the time after he smoked. Because he knew I hate it. I hate the smell. Lol. Then, he will eat chewing gum or sweet then he can come and disturb me. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yeah, so that was my abg angkat. Abg Umar Abdul Ghani Taufik Siraj. I'm not kidding. That's his name! I thought he was kidding. But, before I went Bintan when I was P5. He came to say goodbye to all of us (padahal Cik Uda, mcm lah tk tahu)! HAHA. He was just back from work. And... he showed his work pass. Betul seh! Wah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I just hope he got married soon. I know he's such a loyal lover. But, he needs to move on. Cik Uda dah 3 anak dah. Lol. Now, anak Cik Uda, I love to manjakan plak. Heee. Si Ridhwan and Radhiah tu. Lol. Padahal my Abg Umar is awesome. Ngan semua mcm perempuan dia dah matair after Cik Uda. Still... his heart can't love any of them. -.- LOL. Cina, India, Melayu, semua dia pernah! Tk salah Philippines pun pernah! Adui. He so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Omg! Dari mangosteens to Abg Umar. Sooo jauh sia the link. No link pun! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay2. I shall off now. Heh. Till then people! Byeee! Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-3072526994039220367?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3072526994039220367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3072526994039220367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/never-pass-up-chance-to-keep-your-mouth.html' title='Never pass up a chance to keep your mouth shut. There is wisdom in silence.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-FQqY0ChumSo/TgUe6xBUP9I/AAAAAAAACIE/urfAEchcJa8/s72-c/mangosteen.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-8593299218719957288</id><published>2011-06-24T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T19:01:19.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mistake not corrected is another mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) Heee. I know you saw a picture down there. Psh. But, I'll get to that later! Hehehe. Alright, so firstly, I'm sooo happy! Selesai sudah game-ku! HAHAHA. So, now, I have no more games to be addicted to. Heee. Sedih, nnt ibu dah tkleh main2 lagi. Sebab I level up until sampai habis everything. Huhuhu. Lol. I can be a bit freak. But, not so bad. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... next thing. I wanted to blog because I'm very sleepy! *YAWNS* Padahal tadi dah balik rumah kul 2+ dah tidur smpi like baru tadi. Still, I feel very lethargic! Been sleeping very2 late to revise. Adui. And yesterday I had to sleep 1 hour later than usual because of BOF. Heee. And... that explains why Kim Hyun Joong face is here! I think among the 4 guys in BOF, he's the handsome-est, coolest and sweetest! And especially, I love his hair. I don't know why! Oh, I also like Kim Beom's hair. Tapi the not spiky one. Errr... it seems that I love flat hair! xD HAHAHAHA! Nah, it's just cute. Spikes looks a bit of a bad guy. Flat is cute and... *melts* HAHAHA! Omg! Please, I'm not going to be a Korean Freak. :S But, I think I already are. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gunVNjsgnHY/TgRgm3ZOavI/AAAAAAAACH8/gewRJOWarj4/s1600/Kim-Hyun-Joong-wallpaper-4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gunVNjsgnHY/TgRgm3ZOavI/AAAAAAAACH8/gewRJOWarj4/s400/Kim-Hyun-Joong-wallpaper-4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621724455686269682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Handsome seh. Ohhh, another thing that I like about KHJ is that... he has a calm face. Tngk confirm tenang. Like... since last year when kakak watch BOF, that was my comment to her. Lol. Lee Min Ho okay ah. At first I don't like him. MUKA TK TENANG! Garang lagi ada ah. Me no like. Because dia mcm asik merepek dlm tu cerita. And I don't like his hair. But, after some time, I think his not bad lah. I like his nose. Hehehe. And then, of all Korean punya laki, I don't like Jang Geun Suk. I don't know why. Heh. He's not BOF. Just thought about him. Hmmm... I like one Korean guy's eyes. And that's T.O.P.. I think he got nice eyes. Not big. But, I don't know, I just like. Nice eyes melt people who saw them. *melts* HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Argh! I'm sooo a Korean Freak already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh nooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Someone needs to help me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I don't wanna be a Korean Freak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tsk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay nvm. I'm not watching anymore Korean Dramas. FOR NOW I MEAN. As for BOF, I know Gu Junpyo tk jdi kahwin ngan Jaegyong dah bagus dah. Heh. That was the suspend part for me and that's the reason I watched 1.5 extra episode ytd. And had to sleep really late ytd. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay, so, Shabirah, please k, no more Korean Drama? Yes! Okay! Haha. Alright, today I'm so slacked. Tmr and Sunday, quite intense revision. No, not intense. But, focus! Okay, next week Prelim 1 already. Please pray for me. Especially Maths. I've really really put in a lot of effort for Maths. I really worked doubly hard for Maths. Because it's difficult and it's my favourite subject. I'll be very very sad and a shame of myself if I keep failing it again and again. :( So, please pray for me. And also I hope my other friends also did well. I want me and all my friends to do well for A's. I love it when everyone succeed together. Insya-Allah! Amin ya rabbal a'lamin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, so till then for now! Have a great day people. I had a great day. In fact lately, I always feel very cheerful. I don't know the reason why. But, alhamdulillah. :) Mmg benar, ketenangan hanya boleh dikecapi bila kita mendekatkan diri dengan-Nya. Hati yang kosong hanya boleh diisi bila kita mendekatkan diri dengan-Nya. Sesungguhnya, Allah itu sungguh berkuasa! So, gtg. Byeee! Assalamualaikum! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-8593299218719957288?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8593299218719957288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8593299218719957288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/mistake-not-corrected-is-another.html' title='A mistake not corrected is another mistake.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gunVNjsgnHY/TgRgm3ZOavI/AAAAAAAACH8/gewRJOWarj4/s72-c/Kim-Hyun-Joong-wallpaper-4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-5616673192750118753</id><published>2011-06-22T17:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T17:39:55.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of true love never imply the pain but it imply the feeling that you can't live without one another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j70btGjdc0w/TgGzy9uCpOI/AAAAAAAACHo/srIhU29mqK4/s1600/desktop.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j70btGjdc0w/TgGzy9uCpOI/AAAAAAAACHo/srIhU29mqK4/s400/desktop.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620971498077594850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) My new desktop. Actually tk new nah ah. Last week I think. Hehehe. Lawa kan? It's my hp wallpaper as well. Heee. :) PINK IS FABULOUS! :D Bnyk kan documents kat desktop. Scary ah save kat library or folders dlm library. Nnt semua hilang! Alright. Look at the clock up there. Time check now is 7 mins later of that time shown there. HAHA. Saya sungguh tk perlu and lame. I know. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. It seems that I have so much time today and lately. So, I shall blog. And do you know what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;OMG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Actually right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'M ADDICTED TO KOREAN DRAMA ALREADY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Shhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Omg! But, I'm trying to control myself. Really. Currently watching Boys Over Flowers! Hehehehehe. :) Best gila cerita dia! Omg, I like! So, everyday, an hour of BOF! Weee! Anyway, my revision for Prelim 1 is quite done. Just doing continuous revision so that I don't lose the momentum. Next week is Prelim 1 hor. Quite scary. My target is passing all papers. Errr... including GP, insya-Allah. Heh. Because semua cikgu kata Prelim 1 mmg susah. Diorang mmg set standard lebih susah dari A-Level betul. So, tk kisah ah. And lagipun, I'm just going through Prelim 1 mcm... buat je ah. I'll still try my best. But, it'll never affect my confidence for A's. Ye lah, I mean, insya-Allah kalau Prelim 1 tk bagus pun, I'll study harder, but, I'll still bear in mind that, "Alah, Prelim 1 je, bukan nya A-Level." Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay, and then kan. After A's kan, I'm going to spend my time with Korean Dramas. On my list are... Romance Town, City Hunter and Babyfaced Beauty! Heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay, I know I sounded very high, because I just finished watching BOF. Heee. Uhm, actually I very sad. You know, I'm reminded of this particular incident. It happened last year, probably around this time last year... I was so slenger! :( I think I'm really the most slenger girl in the whole world. I really don't want to be slenger anymore! Really! I very sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh, and one more thing. Omg. I think my katil got bed bugs! Crap! I saw one tadi. Tapi dah mati. No wonder I got rashes lately. Whole body and face sio. -.- Haiyo! Tapi tilam ni baru sia. Dia kata "Anti-Bed Bugs" sia. Pffft. Nvm. Tomorrow morning, early2 nk gi cuci cadar sia! Last year ke last two years baru tukar katil baru sia, abih takkan nk tukar lagi because of pijat?! -.- Adui. Confirm ibu suruh beli pki duit sendiri. Haiy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh, and it's 22nd June! 18th birthday to my best friend, Zakiah! :D Early2 wished her already. 3am ahhh! HAHAHA. Abih happy eh? Gila. Lol. I don't know why I'm so happy now. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okie dokie. Till then. Take care people! Byeee. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-5616673192750118753?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5616673192750118753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5616673192750118753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/tears-of-true-love-never-imply-pain-but.html' title='Tears of true love never imply the pain but it imply the feeling that you can&apos;t live without one another.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-j70btGjdc0w/TgGzy9uCpOI/AAAAAAAACHo/srIhU29mqK4/s72-c/desktop.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7078734192916625054</id><published>2011-06-20T08:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:31:14.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love always shines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) Time check; 8:03 am. Hmmm... just bored. Still not in the mood to study. :S Although I did study kat hotel semua, so that momentum tk hilang... but, I don't know. Somehow, something's bothering me and I can't focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K, pape lah. You know what, I feel like changing my blog skin. Heh. Ye lah mcm dah lama gitu tk tukar. Hmmm... to think about it... I've been using this blog for almost 2 years. In exactly one more week, it's celebrating it's 2 Years Anniversary. HAHA. Cool eh? Lol. Entah apa yg cool sngt pun. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tapi on second thoughts pun mcm nk delete je. Alah, bukannya org ada masa utk baca pun kan. Lain lah dulu. People likes to read my blog. Can you imagine? Even a stranger loves to read my blog?! According to that stranger, I wrote funny incidents inside my blog. Lol? I admit ah, since my first, maybe not first, maybe the first few posts, I wrote slenger incidents I've experienced and stuff, probably that interest that stranger. -.- Kurang asam! Aku jadi bahan rupanya! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But, whatever. Somehow, me and that stranger became friends now though not so close already. Probably because I've privatized my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... will still consider lah. Tngk ah mcm mana. Nk delete, sayang. Kalau tk delete... you know. I always thinks that bloggers are losers. Because diorang mcm no life gitu. Mcm sedih gitu hidup diorang. Mcm... asl nk kena blog? Tkda kawan ke nk cerita benda2? Mcm... loner gitu. Tu psl dia terpaksa berbual ngan blog dia yg tk responsive setiap hari. LOL. But, that's what I think ah. Really. I'm a loner. :( HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K, dah. Gtg. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7078734192916625054?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7078734192916625054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7078734192916625054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-always-shines.html' title='Love always shines.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-4740571622725053350</id><published>2011-06-19T16:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:05:33.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The path to success is to take massive, determined action.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) Time check; 4:44 pm. Firstly, I'm very sad because I was unable to go to Maher Zain's concert ytd. Hmmm... tkpa lah, dah bukan rezeki. Insya-Allah next time. And btw, listening to Insya-Allah by him right now. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Secondly, I'm already back from my holiday with family. Lol. Actually, it wasn't any place faraway. If it was far, I wouldn't have agreed to it. Cause I still have revision to do. So... it was just a hotel in JB. Lol. We didn't plan it anyway. Kebetulan, there was ayah friend's who booked 4D3N there and dah bayar tk tahu berapa percent of the price. Tapi, tk jadi last minute. So, he asked ayah if ayah wants it. Then, ayah will just have to pay the balance. So, since we are not able to go to Bintan, ayah said yes to his friend. Yeah, we wasted 1 night already. So, it became a 3D2N holiday only. Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... and I'm really not in the mood to talk about it. So, basically, I had a great time with my family. :D But, I don't know why suddenly I'm feeling VERY VERY LOW right now. So, let the pictures do the talking, k? These are just some of it. Mostly took by Luqman. Some by me. Yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29XKGhebcbU/Tf23wes-EtI/AAAAAAAACHg/l4hkdp3TNqA/s1600/CIMG4534.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29XKGhebcbU/Tf23wes-EtI/AAAAAAAACHg/l4hkdp3TNqA/s400/CIMG4534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619849953531531986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kJRGnMW8QSE/Tf23vp21-ZI/AAAAAAAACHY/b2iCbRsAugI/s1600/CIMG4536.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kJRGnMW8QSE/Tf23vp21-ZI/AAAAAAAACHY/b2iCbRsAugI/s400/CIMG4536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619849939345865106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5S_PxCPgnE/Tf23vSoFfVI/AAAAAAAACHQ/WUn63Gqja5M/s1600/CIMG4537.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5S_PxCPgnE/Tf23vSoFfVI/AAAAAAAACHQ/WUn63Gqja5M/s400/CIMG4537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619849933109951826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uLUWpAzo0fY/Tf23uZ5yQsI/AAAAAAAACHI/lsfoaGdFEEE/s1600/CIMG4540.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uLUWpAzo0fY/Tf23uZ5yQsI/AAAAAAAACHI/lsfoaGdFEEE/s400/CIMG4540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619849917883368130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEMfJWh5GN8/Tf23uPVQHaI/AAAAAAAACHA/i1mKvhNj8aI/s1600/CIMG4544.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uer_VigJkBw/Tf23BrVqo_I/AAAAAAAACGw/t21PimpiluE/s400/CIMG4549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619849149469598706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_296oU-P8Sc/Tf23BZo8afI/AAAAAAAACGo/ZDRJ-ji1ivA/s1600/CIMG4552.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_296oU-P8Sc/Tf23BZo8afI/AAAAAAAACGo/ZDRJ-ji1ivA/s400/CIMG4552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619849144718617074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NIDeaT61MPE/Tf23BHSvYoI/AAAAAAAACGg/7a_vNKbXdoQ/s1600/CIMG4560.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NIDeaT61MPE/Tf23BHSvYoI/AAAAAAAACGg/7a_vNKbXdoQ/s400/CIMG4560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619849139793650306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zxMfDf-TE0/Tf22G11UX5I/AAAAAAAACGY/4wlfDUTk9F8/s1600/CIMG4567.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zxMfDf-TE0/Tf22G11UX5I/AAAAAAAACGY/4wlfDUTk9F8/s400/CIMG4567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619848138674429842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZaYoWERyjA/Tf22GlbLlhI/AAAAAAAACGQ/xLJk23XTrkA/s1600/CIMG4569.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZaYoWERyjA/Tf22GlbLlhI/AAAAAAAACGQ/xLJk23XTrkA/s400/CIMG4569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619848134269834770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqRCHFS6Y0c/Tf22GVeB-jI/AAAAAAAACGI/gosuEiQFCdg/s1600/CIMG4571.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqRCHFS6Y0c/Tf22GVeB-jI/AAAAAAAACGI/gosuEiQFCdg/s400/CIMG4571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619848129986820658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3t3llBNaRE/Tf22GBGdoRI/AAAAAAAACGA/Io1kUHnQArk/s1600/CIMG4573.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3t3llBNaRE/Tf22GBGdoRI/AAAAAAAACGA/Io1kUHnQArk/s400/CIMG4573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619848124519260434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, at last I got a picture of Luqman ronggak dua kat depan. HAHA. Lol. So, that's all. Of course there are epic and slenger things that happened. Just don't wish to share it now. Heh. Gtg. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-4740571622725053350?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4740571622725053350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4740571622725053350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/path-to-success-is-to-take-massive.html' title='The path to success is to take massive, determined action.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-29XKGhebcbU/Tf23wes-EtI/AAAAAAAACHg/l4hkdp3TNqA/s72-c/CIMG4534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-197098455944064227</id><published>2011-06-17T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T12:43:27.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad attitude spoils a good deed just as vinegar spoils honey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Hmmm... time check; 11:56am. Yeah... I know I'm supposed to be in M'sia right now. But, I'm still in Singapore. -.- Worst, home alone right now. Pffft. Thanks to kakak lah eh. Last minute! And instead of going off yesterday night. We had to wait for her now and go off only after solat Jumaat. So bored. And... why must my red light come now?! Later, I very scared wanna go in swimming pool. :( Alah! K whatever. Gotta eat my ice-cream! And then pack my stuff. And my revision stuff as well. Heee. Alright. Bye! Assalamualaikum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-197098455944064227?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/197098455944064227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/197098455944064227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/bad-attitude-spoils-good-deed-just-as.html' title='A bad attitude spoils a good deed just as vinegar spoils honey.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-5103875026035595823</id><published>2011-06-15T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:28:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness cannot drive out darkness, you need light to do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, you need love to do that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9DBEJ4sj6A/TfhyQreDkoI/AAAAAAAACF4/ZRLy0m2F5gA/s1600/pink%2Bagain.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9DBEJ4sj6A/TfhyQreDkoI/AAAAAAAACF4/ZRLy0m2F5gA/s400/pink%2Bagain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618366166016955010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) 430th post! And WOW! Lawa kan? Kan? Kan? Hehehehe. :) I want this please! Pink is fabulous! :D HAHA. Alright, I don't know if I'm going to blog a lot or not. Somehow... my ambivalence makes me confuse. Don't know which one to express out. Hmmm... okay whatever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sooo... I decided to talk about the epic thing that happened just now. Went JB with Ibu, Shulhan and Luqman. As usual, went to this hair saloon ah for hair treatment. Went kat M'sia, kawan ibu. So, dpt murah sikit. Regular customer mah. Tk dpt discount pun, dpt extra service. Hoho. Tapi, before that, we actually went to had our lunch first. It was at this restaurant. Lupa nama dia. But, I like it there. Lawa and new. Tapi, masih ada kucing. -.- Restaurant lawa2 tkleh ada kucing. But then, there's this one kind-hearted soul who just stood near our table to ensure that no cats go near our table. Heee. But, somehow, this guy had to serve some food to other customers and then cat ni dtg. Wah. I was eating, skali dia panjat atas peha! Terkejut mcm... adui. I really don't know how to describe. But, I already said that I got this problem with shouting. :/ So, I shouted smpi semua org dlm situ tngk. Adui. Malunya! I can feel my face burning. Wah, serious tk bedek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Pastu... after eating, me and Ibu wanted to find a toilet. So... we went at somewhere to the back of the restaurant, mcm tempat dapur2 ah situ. While ibu was paying at the counter, I asked a guy who was standing there doing nothing, where's the toilet. And then... he didn't answer. I asked again. He didn't answer. OMG! Can you imagine, he literally day-dreamed! Until got this makcik (his mother I think) tapped his back hard enough that he "came back"! So, I asked again and then he pointed me the direction. That moment, I felt very slenger. Because actually, it was so obvious not far from there. -.- So, I went in. When I came out, ibu was waiting for me outside. So, it's her turn to go in and my turn to wait for her outside. And I waited her sooo long outside. Part ni... mcm scary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I don't know ah. Asl kat M'sia mat-mat dia semua mentel ah? Asl semua mcm suka flirt ah? Eee. What I don't like is that bila diorang suka ckp, "Assalamualaikum dik". Omg! Seriously. Tk jawab dosa. Jawab dlm hati nnt diorang ingat ktorang tk jawab, tk tahu hukum. -.- So just now, there's this two guys. Satu yg day-dreamed tadi and another cooker ah. Pastu beri salam bnyk kali. -.- Eee... pastu... eee, better not say. Seriously sia, tunggu ibu lama sngt, at last, sempat pulak diorang interview aku pat situ. -.- WHAT I HATE MOST IS THAT - if someone look at me for any time longer than 3 secs! Seriously! I feel weird. And paiseh. And... you know like... whatever I'm doing, eating, drinking, reading, I don't like people look at me lama-lama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Actually right, I haven't really say the epic thing that ACTUALLY happened. Errr... nvm lah. Heh. But then epic sia. Seriously ah kalau gi M'sia. Last 2 weeks I think, when I went Giant, wah, lagi rabak! I'm so freaking mad. Geram you know. Can you imagine, someone followed you everywhere you go in the supermarket. -.- This worker which I saw kat tempat milo started smiling at me and then followed me smpi tmpt frozen food semua, smpi tmpt beras. Everywhere. Everywhere I turned, what I saw is his face and his... "nice" smile! -.- Irritating! Adui!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Omg. Why am I talking about mat M'sia ni? Eee. Buat dosa je. Alright, I just had my hair treatment. Heee. Best! And then also... I had my eyes checked. My left eye is perfect. But I need to start to practise good habits and take care of my eyes. If not, I need to wear specs. :( I don't want. My right eye degree quite high. Adui. Shall eat more carrots and look at more grenery! Hehehe. And guess what? I think I shall give myself a "holiday" today since my first half of the day is wasted outside already. But, my mugging period shall start again tomorrow. :) Gonna watch movies. Hmmm... Merong Mahawangsa? KL Gangster! Kalau dah ada ah. x) Heh. Can watch at Shafwan's iPod ah. Best seh dia can download bnyk movies for free. That day watched Kongsi and Aku Tak Bodoh at his iPod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kongsi is sungguh merepek. Cerita dia, okay lah. Ada humour everything. Tapi mcm... konflik wasn't well built-up. Wait, I think I've talked about Kongsi in my previous post, right? xD Hehehehe. Alright. Aku Tak Bodoh okay lah. Start2 dia merepek sikit. Tapi jalan cerita dia generally okay ah. Ending dia mcm sedih gitu ah. Tapi, overall, okay-okay jugak lah. I don't know why tapi I think M'sia kan, makin hari cerita dia makin... merepek. Some yg so-called "islamik" bagus ah. Tapi, confirm ada unsur-unsur yg mcm... I don't know how to say here. But, I hate it! Like... Dua Alam. I watched it with Luqman. And there's some scenes that's just inappropriate. I mean, that story has a good point and lesson for watchers to learn from. Tapi some of the babak is a bit too... senang ckp too tk perlu. Lol. I watched it with Luqman terpaksa skip bnyk part, tahu tk?! Alamak. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, I've been talking a lot. Till then. Take care people. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-5103875026035595823?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5103875026035595823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5103875026035595823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/darkness-cannot-drive-out-darkness-you.html' title='Darkness cannot drive out darkness, you need light to do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, you need love to do that.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9DBEJ4sj6A/TfhyQreDkoI/AAAAAAAACF4/ZRLy0m2F5gA/s72-c/pink%2Bagain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-8843591081312823396</id><published>2011-06-14T20:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:03:26.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwbdcOdsj2Q/TfdUNqpjMJI/AAAAAAAACFw/uVbQQ4yiM8Y/s1600/rule.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwbdcOdsj2Q/TfdUNqpjMJI/AAAAAAAACFw/uVbQQ4yiM8Y/s400/rule.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618051653931577490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) I've always break this rule. Heee. 1% less feminine already. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lol. Actually, I'm not talking about it. I'm not going to blog long anyway. I'm seriously VERY busy right now! Too many things. Very little time. Next week is last week of hols and... oh nooo! I very scared I cannot finished my revision. :( Sedih. Nvm. Have faith. Yakin mesti ada babe! HAHA. So, I only decided to blog cause I'm waiting for this tuning-up thingy to finish tapi lama nah tk tahu asl. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay, you know what? I'm kinda excited and happy right now. Lol. Know why? Because I saw something some where. Hehehehe. :) I forgot whether I saw it on Twitter or Tumblr. But it was a post by IslamicThinking! I didn't snip it. I forgot. Now, malas. If got time I'll post it in my next post. Heh. Now, no time. Lol. So... it says something about the sun. And you know what? Sun in Arab is Syam! And... it reminds me of "my name", Syameera! Cam tahu je I like sun! Hehehe. Tapi tu utk Syam je ah. Syameera lum tahu apa meaning. So, I went and check the meaning of Syameera and Deelaila. What I've found is that Sameera = Entertaining female companion. Okay ah tu. A writer is an "entertainer" as well. Right? Through writing and reading lah of course. Lol. And Deelaila... I don't find it. :S Heh. But, somehow... I liked to be called Laila. I don't know why. And Laila = Nama perempuan arab terdahulu, kerinduan, malam yang gelap. Don't you think this meaning is sooo contradictory with the meaning of Syam? Lol. And... I think contradicting describe me as well. HAHA. Because people always hate talking to me. Why? Because I like to say things like, "Suka tapi tk suka", "Sedap tapi mcm tk sedap", "Nak tapi tknk". HAHAHA. If you don't know, you've yet to know me more. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But, actually kan, I don't know why I got so excited because of this suddenly tadi. Hahaha. So, I gtg now. But... before that, I'm glad that I'm back to myself now. That's the reason I'm so busy. I need to catch up a lot. Not been doing so much work although some of my friends said that I've been doing a lot. Weih, doing 10 essays a week is not really a lot. If really I'm focusing, I think I can do 20 or at least 15 ah per week. Lol. But, apa-apa pun, I'm just thankful with whatever that have happened, because it gives me the chance to find ketenangan dan kedamaian di sisi Allah s.w.t.. :) I feel closer to Him. Alhamdulillah. :D Although I still feel scared, but I know Allah will ALWAYS BE THERE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright people. Take care. Will update soon. Till then. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-8843591081312823396?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8843591081312823396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8843591081312823396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/common-sense-in-uncommon-degree-is-what.html' title='Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-JwbdcOdsj2Q/TfdUNqpjMJI/AAAAAAAACFw/uVbQQ4yiM8Y/s72-c/rule.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2452731034255039140</id><published>2011-06-13T07:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T07:45:42.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a good cry is one good way to be happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OoXsfuaD7tU/TfVMJQTUC8I/AAAAAAAACFo/Uqc08AJqP4k/s1600/Capture.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OoXsfuaD7tU/TfVMJQTUC8I/AAAAAAAACFo/Uqc08AJqP4k/s400/Capture.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617479832093068226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) Alright. Not gonna blog much. But, what I've got to say here right now is that I'm... I don't know how to right cerpen with less than a thousand word. Firstly because I'm a long-minded person. I love to beat around the bush. I don't like to be straight-forward. So, I can't met this criteria. But, I want to write to BH. AND, not with the name Shabirah, but Syameera! :) Hehehe. I hope it's possible. Tapi ni kali dah bukan Kak Yani. So, nnt tk dpt duit. :( Heh. Kalau hantar kat Kak Yani dpt duit seh. Cause it's her that asked me to write and send cerpen to BH lor. Tapi skrg this section is not kelola under dia. So... yeah. Haiy. Tapi tkpalah. Harap2 dpt je. Hehehehe. But, 1000 words? I shall try. Tapi first, I'm gonna finish all my revision as soon as possible. And time to take some chill pill during the last week and write cerpen. Weee! This is the best time I will have during the hols I think. HAHA. Other than that, I just need to mug. Go sch. Consultation. That's my routine every week. And can you imagine writing about 10 essays each week. Nk patah sio tulang aku! Adui. Tangan cramp gila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. That's it for now. Tata. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: I'm feeling really sad. Because I'm confused and I don't know what to do. I don't know which is right and which is wrong. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2452731034255039140?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2452731034255039140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2452731034255039140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/having-good-cry-is-one-good-way-to-be.html' title='Having a good cry is one good way to be happy!'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-OoXsfuaD7tU/TfVMJQTUC8I/AAAAAAAACFo/Uqc08AJqP4k/s72-c/Capture.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-6590148566790369348</id><published>2011-06-09T07:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T07:57:54.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not detest the misfortunes that befall you, for what you detest may be the cause of your salvation and what you like may be the cause of your ruin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) Time check; 7:33am. Hmmm... yeah, still very early. But I still wanna blog because I've found one new article from the net and I loveee it sooo much! Really. But, before that, let me do some talking. Heh. Basically, I thought I wanna come down to sch today to mug. But, I don'f feel so well suddenly. My mouth is swelling on the right side. I don't know why I've been experiencing sickness that I rarely got before lately. The past few days or last week, my ear actually keluar nanah. And now my mouth... I actually had took a picture of it. But then, I decided to delete it away. It's... gross, I mean like ew like that. Adui. I just hope... I mean... may Allah protect me from all evils. Amin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And... there's this one freaky kiddo which I can't say who here, actually asked me out. And this kiddo said that it will be good if only me and this kiddo go together. And guess where this kiddo is planning to bring me. CEMETERY! This is very very very freaky, man! Crap! Why would I want to go to a cemetery with accompanied by just one person and some more this kiddo sounds so very freaky? -.- Adui. I was just woke up from sleep that time and started texting with this kiddo. And when this kiddo actually said this, I was so freaked out like I literally jumped out of bed sio. Lol. Astaghfirullahalazim. But that was scary. This is what I'm trying to say - when I'm starting to be nice to someone, they start showing their freakishness! *sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, I'm not going to say anything anymore. Agaknya mmg padan muka aku sakit tekak lambat baik, bibir pecah, bengkak and stuff... bnyk ngumpat org kat blog kot. Lol. Astaghfirullahalazim!!! But, I'm still striving to be one good person. But let me tell you. It's not easy to be a good person. You'll face many obstacles. And if you manage to pass through all that obstacles, then you can be a good person. Having said that, you'll still be given a lot of hurdles in life. And it will happen until the end of life. :) So, anyway, below is the article that I talked about just now. Read through it... ESPECIALLY MY FEMALE READERS!!! It's a good article and worth reading. Insya-Allah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 BEAUTIFUL ASPECTS OF A MUSLIMAH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;1. Her Obedience to the Creator: A practising Muslim man loves to have a practising Muslim wife; who knows that the life of this world is nothing but a test from her Lord; giving her an opportunity to come closer and closer to Allah, doing more and more good deeds to please Him, restricting herself from the desires of her inner self that go against the will of her Creator.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;But as for him who feared standing before his Lord, and restrained himself from impure evil desires, and lusts. Verily, Paradise will be his abode. (Surah An- Naaziyaat: 40-41)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;2. Her Haya (Modesty/Shyness): Haya is one of the most significant factors of a woman’s personality. Haya according to a believer’s nature refers to a bad and uneasy feeling accompanied by embarrassment, caused by one’s fear of being exposed or censured for some unworthy or indecent conduct.[1]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Prophet Sallallahu alaihiwasallam said: “Haya comes from Eman; Eman leads to Paradise. Obscenity comes from antipathy; and antipathy leads to the fire.” (Sahih Al-Bukhari)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;A Muslim woman feels shy to do anything that would displease her Lord in any aspect. She has haya in her talk, she has haya in her gaze, she has haya in her clothing, she has haya in her walk. Her haya in her talk is that she is not soft in her speech but speaks honorably. Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala says (interpretation of the meaning):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;“O wives of the Prophet! You are not like any other women. If you keep your duty (to Allah), then be not soft in speech, lest he in whose heart is a disease (of hypocrisy, or evil desire for adultery) should be moved with desire, but speak in an honorable manner” (Surah Al-Ahzaab:32)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Her haya in her gaze is that she does not look at what Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala has prohibited for her to look. Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala says (interpretation of the meaning):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;And tell the believing women to lower their gaze (from looking at forbidden things), and protect their private parts (from illegal sexual acts)… (Verse continues) (Surah An-Nur: 31)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Her haya in her clothing is that she does not reveal to others what Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala has forbidden for her to reveal. Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala says (interpretation of the meaning):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;…And not to show off their adornment except only that which is apparent (like both eyes for necessity to see the way or outer dress like veil, gloves, head-cover, apron, etc.), and to draw their veils all over Juyubihinna (i.e. their bodies, faces, necks and bosoms,) and not to reveal their adornment except to their husbands, or their fathers, or their husband’s fathers, or their sons, or their husband’s sons, or their brothers or their brother’s sons, or their sister’s sons, or their (Muslim) women (i.e. their sisters in Islâm), or the (female) slaves whom their right hands possess, or old male servants who lack vigor, or small children who have no sense of the feminine sex.. (Verse Continues) (Surah An-Nur: 31)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Her haya in her walk is that she walks modestly without attracting others attention towards herself. Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala says (interpretation of the meaning): .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;..And let them not stamp their feet so as to reveal what they hide of their adornment. And all of you beg Allâh to forgive you all, O believers, that you may be successful. (Surah An-Nur: 31)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Abu Usayd al-Ansari narrated that he heard Allah’s Messenger Sallallahu alaihiwasallam say to the women on his way out of the mosque when he saw men and women mixing together on their way home: ‘Give way (i.e., walk to the sides) as it is not appropriate for you to walk in the middle of the road.’ Thereafter, women would walk so close to the wall that their dresses would get caught on it. (Narrated by Abu Dawood in “Kitab al-Adab min Sunanihi, Chapter: Mashyu an-Nisa Ma’ ar-Rijal fi at-Tariq)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;A woman who has the knowledge of Allah’s commandment to preserve her modesty, submitting herself to the will of her creator, even after having the desire to be praised for her beauty, is without doubt beloved to Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala and as well as to all good believing men.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;3. Her Beauty: Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala made women beautiful in the sight of men. It’s just that some human beings are more attracted towards some than others. Aishah RadhiyAllahu anha said: “I heard the Prophet Sallallahu alaihiwasallam saying: ‘Souls are like conscripted soldiers; those whom they recognize, they get along with, and those whom they do not recognize, they will not get along with.’” (Sahih Al-Bukhari)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Al-Qurtubi said: “Although they are all souls, they differ in different ways, so a person will feel an affinity with souls of one kind, and will get along with them because of the special quality that they have in common. So we notice that people of all types will get along with those with whom they share an affinity, and will keep away from those who are of other types. [This is like the old saying goes, “Birds of a feather flock together”] For a believing man, a Muslim woman’s beauty is not just how her nose looks or how big her eyes are, but her modesty, purity of heart, and innocence make her look beautiful as well. Also Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala makes people whom He loves, pleasing to others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;“When Allah loves someone he calls to Jibreel Alaihissalaam saying, ‘O Jibreel, I love such and such a person, so love him.’ Then Jibreel will call to the (angels) of the heavens, ‘Allah loves such and such a person so love him.’ And the angels will love [that person]. And then Allah will place the pleasure in the hearts of the people towards this person.” (Sahih Al-Bukhari and Muslim)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;4. Her Intellect/playfulness: Intellect and playfulness are two qualities of women highly liked by men. Every man likes to have an intelligent wife who can advise and support him in day to day matters. Khadija bint Khuwaylid RadhiyAllahu anha was one of the most beloved wives of Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him). She supported Allah’s messenger (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) at the very beginning of his Prophethood when Jibreel alaihissalaam brought the first revelation to him. Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) always admired her and remembered her even long after her death. A playful wife is a joy and pleasure to a man’s heart. Prophet Sallallahu alaihiwasallam recommended Jabir bin ‘Abdullah to marry a virgin so that the two could play with each other and amuse each other. Narrated Jabir bin ‘Abdullah: “My father died and left seven or nine girls and I married a matron.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Allah’s Apostle said to me, “O Jabir! Have you married?” I said, “Yes.” He said, “A virgin or a matron?” I replied, “A matron.” he said, “Why not a virgin, so that you might play with her and she with you, and you might amuse her and she amuse you.” (Hadith continued) (Sahih Al- Bukhari)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;5. Her Truthfulness: Being truthful and honest is an essential quality of a believer. ‘Abdullah ibn Mas’ood RadhiyAllahu anh said: The Messenger of Allah Sallallahu alaihiwasallam said: “I urge you to be truthful, for truthfulness leads to righteousness, and righteousness leads to Paradise. A man will continue to be truthful and seek to speak the truth until he is recorded with Allah as speaker of truth (Siddeeq). And beware of lying, for lying leads to immorality and immorality leads to Hell; a man will continue to tell lies until he is recorded with Allah as a liar.” (Sahih Al-Bukhari and Muslim)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;A person who is known to lie repeatedly loses his trust. And if that happens in case of a marital relationship the whole relationship falls apart. A woman who is known to be a “Siddeeqah” certainly has a higher status in a Muslim man’s heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;6. Her Obedience: Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala made man protector and maintainer of the woman and enjoined upon her to obey him in all the matters that do not go against Quran and Sunnah. Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala says (interpretation of the meaning):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;“Men are the protectors and maintainers of women, because Allah has made one of them to excel the other, and because they spend (to support them) from their means” (Surah An-Nisa’: 34)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;The Messenger of Allah Sallallahu alaihiwasallam said, “The best women is she who when you look at her, she pleases you, when you command her she obeys you, and when you are absent, she protects her honor and your property.” (At-Tabarani, Ibn Majah)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;7. Her Patience: Patience is a characteristic that can never be praised enough. A woman who remains patient at the times of hardship and relies on the help and mercy of Allah is without a doubt a beloved servant of Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala. Allah says (interpretation of the meaning):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;“And Allah loves As-Saabiroon (the patient)” (Surah Aal Imran: 146)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;8. Her Cooking: Delicious food is without a doubt weakness of men. It’s an old saying that “The Way to a Man’s Heart is through his Stomach”. We also know that one of Prophet’s (Sallallahu alaihiwasallam) wives used to cook food that he liked a lot and due to that Aishah radhiyAllahu anha would get jealous, because she didn’t know how to cook that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;9. Her Contentment with Rizq: No man likes to have a woman who is always complaining about how less her husband earns or how rich her other friends are. A good Muslimah is the one who thank Allah for what He has blessed her with and she is thankful to her husband for what he provides her with. Abu Hurairah RadhiyAllahu anh reported: The Prophet Sallallahu alaihiwasallam said, “Richness is not the abundance of wealth, rather it is self-sufficiency.” (Sahih Al-Bukhari and Muslim)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;10. Good Manners: A woman of good manners is a blessing from Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala. When she speaks, she speaks honorably, why she deals with others she deals with them kindly. She is polite with elders, loving to children, and good to her fellow folks. It is related by ‘Abdullah bin Amr that the Prophet Sallallahu alaihiwasallam said: “The best of you are those who possess the best of manners.” (Sahih Al-Bukhari and Muslim)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Masya-Allah. Isn't is a good article? I love it! Got As-Saabiroon! My name originates from that word. Hehehehe. :) May I also be granted the quality I have in my name as well. Insya-Allah. AMIN! But... I know it's not easy to meet all these 10 aspects. But, striving and trying to achieve all these 10 beautiful aspects is good enough. We are normal human beings. We must have lack in something in some ways or another. But, that doesn't mean we can't strive to achieve perfection. Even if we are not perfect, we are almost there. It's not a matter whether you will reach that perfection or not. What matters is that, you know you are getting better each day. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;So, that's all I have for now. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-6590148566790369348?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6590148566790369348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6590148566790369348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-not-detest-misfortunes-that-befall.html' title='Do not detest the misfortunes that befall you, for what you detest may be the cause of your salvation and what you like may be the cause of your ruin.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-6501793732080568452</id><published>2011-06-08T09:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T22:45:49.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain which grows up leaves, not thunder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Time check; 08:12am. I'm so sad because the karangan I start yesterday has lost in this computer. :( And I need to re-do. I've no idea where to save. Thumbdrive is with my friend. So... I decided to save it in this blog first. And continue to finish the karangan when I have the time later. Hmmm... no copyright please! Hehe. xD Read if you feel like reading. Don't read if you don't have to. Because I'm not planning to blog my essay pun. Lol? Blog essay eh? Hah. Just desperate in saving it. Hilang lagi kang... adui! Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Nama: &lt;u&gt;Shabirah bte Mohd Sidek (12)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;CG: &lt;u&gt;1042A&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Tarikh: &lt;u&gt;7&lt;sup&gt;hb&lt;/sup&gt; Jun 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:35.45pt;text-indent:-35.45pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Soalan: Masalah sosial di kalangan remaja berlaku disebabkan kurang bimbingan daripada ibu bapa. Bincangkan. (diambil daripada Senarai Tajuk-Tajuk Karangan 2008 – soalan 24)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:35.45pt"&gt;“Pemuda harapan bangsa, pemudi tiang negara” merupakan slogan yang sering dilaung-laungkan pada masa ini. Slogan ini bermaksud golongan remaja merupakan aset dan generasi pelapis yang akan menerajui tunggak negara pada masa hadapan. Malangnya, budaya kuning dan gejala sosial yang tidak sihat kian menjadi tunjang kehidupan sesetengah remaja di dalam era globalisasi ini. Saban hari, pelbagai kes yang melibatkan golongan generasi pelapis dipaparkan di dada akhbar. Isu-isu seperti hamil di luar nikah, lari dari rumah, merokok, ketagih dadah dan lumba haram sering menjadi topik hangat yang diperkatakan oleh pelbagai pihak. Rentetan masalah di kalangan remaja semakin meruncing dan berleluasa bak cendawan yang tumbuh selepas hujan. Ia sungguh mencemaskan dan jelas mencerminkan bahawa anak-anak muda zaman kini semakin ketandusan nilai murni. Lantaran itu, siapakah yang harus dipersalahkan? Apakah sebenarnya yang menjerumuskan golongan belia ke dalam masalah sosial yang semakin meruncing ini? Adakah ia disebabkan oleh kekurangan bimbingan daripada ibu bapa mereka? Apakah faktor-faktor lain yang boleh turut dituding sebagai punca masalah sosial di kalangan remaja dewasa ini? Mari sama-sama kita singkap di dalam perbincangan ini.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:35.45pt"&gt;Ibu bapa merupakan peneraju utama yang perlu memainkan peranan yang proaktif demi membentuk anak-anak yang bersahsiah tinggi dan berbudi pekerti luhur. Pepatah yang berbunyi “melentur buluh biarlah dari rebungnya” jelas menunjukkan betapa pentingnya pendidikan awal daripada ibu bapa sendiri terhadap anak-anak mereka. Ibu bapa perlu menyemai nilai-nilai murni dan memberi asuhan yang holistik baik dari segi duniawi mahupun ukhrawi kepada anak-anak mereka. Kasih sayang dan sikap prihatin perlu sentiasa ditonjolkan kepada anak-anak agar faktor jurang usia tidak akan menjejaskan komunikasi yang berkesan di antara ibu bapa dan anak-anak mereka. Ibu bapa yang memiliki anak remaja perlulah menjadi rakan kepada anak-anak remaja mereka agar mereka dapat mempercayai ibu bapa mereka dan menjadikan ibu bapa mereka sebagai rujukan apabila dirundung masalah. Ibu bapa hendaklah menjadi pendengar setia kepada masalah anak mereka dan tidak boleh membuat sebarang spekulasi yang negatif tentang anak mereka lalu menghukum mereka tanpa usul periksa. Namun, dewasa ini, kebanyakan ibu bapa terpaksa keluar bekerja untuk membiayai kos kehidupan yang semakin meningkat dan menuntut kedua-dua ibu dan bapa untuk keluar rumah mencari rezeki. Kadang-kala, mereka terlalu taksub dengan pekerjaan masing-masing sehinggakan perhatian yang diberikan kepada anak-anak mereka semakin berkurangan. Akibatnya, hubungan yang erat antara ibu bapa dan anak-anak mereka tidak dapat terjalin dengan baik. Ini akan menyukarkan proses pembimbingan anak-anak oleh ibu bapa. Manakan tidak, ibu bapa semakin tidak ada masa untuk mengambil peduli tentang hal-hal yang dilakukan oleh anak-anak mereka. Lantas daripada itu, tiada atau kurang nasihat dan bimbingan yang dapat mereka berikan kepada anak-anak mereka. Justeru, ini boleh mengakibatkan remaja-remaja untuk mudah terjerumus dalam kancah budaya-budaya kuning tersebut. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:35.45pt"&gt;Tidak dapat dinafikan bahawa ada sebilangan ibu bapa yang ingin membimbing dan mengasuh anak mereka supaya menjadi insan yang sempurna dari segi kerohanian mereka. Namun, kadang-kala, sikap dan tindakan mereka agak kurang bijak ataupun keterlaluan. Misalnya, ada sesetengah ibu bapa yang mengamalkan sikap terlalu mengongkong atau terlalu memberikan kebebasan kepada remaja. Ini boleh menjebakkan remaja ke dalam masalah sosial yang kian berleluasa. Sikap mengongkong anak-anak untuk menjauhkan diri mereka daripada sebarang gejala sosial ini akan menyebabkan jiwa remaja meronta-ronta dan akhirnya menyebabkan pemberontakan sehinggakan mereka akan terdorong untuk melakukan kemungkaran. Mengongkong anak-anak bukanlah satu cara bimbingan yang betul. Malah, ia akan lebih mendorong anak-anak mereka untuk terlibat dengan gejala-gejala yang tidak sihat ini. Ibu bapa yang terlalu memberikan kebebasan kepada anak-anak mereka pula lazimnya bersikap terbuka yang keterlaluan. Akibatnya, anak-anak akan memijak kepala ibu bapa mereka dan mengambil kesempatan terhadap kebebasan yang diberikan untuk berkelakuan sesuka hati. Mereka akan berani untuk pulang lewat malam, merokok bersama teman-teman dan sebagainya. Ibu bapa yang memberi kebebasan yang melampau terhadap anak mereka selalunya kurang memantau tindak-tanduk anak-anak mereka. Kekurangan perhatian terhadap anak-anak ini akan mendorong mereka untuk mencari keseronokan bersama rakan-rakan yang senasib dengan diri mereka dengan melepak di sana sini dan melakukan kegiatan yang umpama membuang garam ke laut. Lantas, ibu bapa juga akan jarang memberikan sokongan dan nasihat untuk anak-anak mereka tentang perkara buruk dan baik. Justeru, ini telah menunjukkan bagaimana kekurangan bimbingan, mahupun salah bimbingan, boleh menyebabkan keterlibatan golongan remaja dalam masalah sosial. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:35.45pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:35.45pt"&gt;Walau bagaimanapun, kita tidak boleh menuding jari kepada ibu bapa sahaja dalam membincangkan isu masalah sosial di kalangan remaja ini. Pergaulan yang bebas di kalangan remaja hari ini boleh turut dijadikan faktor mengapa terbitnya gejala-gejala kuning di kalangan remaja kita yang telah mencemarkan masyarakat hari ini. Kawan-kawan merupakan orang yang sangat rapat dengan remaja. Manusia tidak boleh hidup secara bersendirian. Kita memerlukan rakan-rakan yang setia mendampingi kita dalam mengharungi liku-liku kehidupan. Rakan yang baik dapat membimbing remaja kepada kebaikan. Namun, jika tersalah memilih rakan, buruk padahnya. Bak kata pepatah Arab, “Bersahabat dengan penjual minyak wangi, kita akan terima percikan wanginya, manakala bersahabat dengan tukang besi, percikan apinya akan mencarikkan baju kita”. Di dalam hal ini, faktor usia memainkan peranan. Remaja lebih senang didampingi rakan-rakan sebaya. Mereka lebih selesa dan mudah untuk meluahkan isi hati masing-masing kerana tiada wujudnya jurang usia di antara mereka. Kadang-kala, remaja terlalu mudah mempercayai rakan mereka secara bulat-bulat. Akibatnya, mudahlah bagi golongan yang berdarah setampuk pinang ini dipengaruhi oleh anasir-anasir negatif. Mereka lupa bahawasanya kawan yang mereka anggap “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Brothers&lt;/i&gt;” atau “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Sisters&lt;/i&gt;”itu juga boleh makan kawan ibarat gunung dalam lipatan. Seperti yang kita maklum, remaja akan mempunyai perasaan ingin tahu yang sangat tinggi di peringkat usia ini. Justeru itu, apa-apa sahaja yang berlaku di sekeliling mereka, akan mengundang rasa ingin tahu. Secara tidak langsung, mereka akan terdorong untuk mencuba dan melakukan perkara-perkara tersebut. Lebih-lebih lagi, remaja mudah terpengaruh dengan teman sebaya, jadi, lebih seringlah mereka terikut-ikut apa-apa yang dilakukan oleh rakan mereka. Baik pengaruh yang diterima, baiklah jadinya seseorang remaja itu. Namun, jika pengaruh yang diterima itu lebih bersikap negatif seperti contoh ponteng sekolah, menghisap rokok, bertatu atau melakukan seks luar nikah, maka buruklah jadinya. Oleh kerana itulah, remaja terjebak dalam kancah jenayah juvana dengan begitu mudah sekali. Mereka berfikiran singkat dan sering sahaja bertindak secara membabi buta. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:35.45pt"&gt;Selain daripada itu, pihak media juga memainkan peranan dalam hal ini. Media massa turut menjadi penyumbang kepada berlakunya gejala sosial di kalangan remaja hari ini. Kekurangan penapisan atau penyaringan bahan-bahan siaran sedikit sebanyak telah menjadi penyebab berlakunya masalah remaja. Drama-drama yang dipaparkan di siaran &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Mediacorp&lt;/i&gt; seperti &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Hanyut&lt;/i&gt; dan &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Anak Metropolitan&lt;/i&gt; sebernarnya bertujuan untuk mendidik anak remaja hari ini tentang buruk padahnya apabila mereka ingin cuba untuk menjebakkan diri dalam kancah-kancah jenayah juvana ataupun berkawan dengan samseng-samseng. Malah, sebilangan daripada remaja menjadikan drama-drama tersebut sebagai contoh untuk mereka menuruti aksi-aksi yang dilakukan di dalam babak-babak drama tersebut. Mereka mula untuk menggunakan kata-kata kesat untuk memaki hamun satu sama lain. Malah, mereka juga sudah berani untuk melakukan keganasan seperti merembat orang lain, meragut dan sebagainya. Kata orang, mereka ini ingin tunjuk “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;terror&lt;/i&gt;”. Tidak kira di corong radiokah, di dada akhbarkah atau di televisyen, kita asyik mendapat berita tentang remaja-remaja yang terlibat dalam perlawanan antara geng-geng, pembunahan dan sebagainya dewasa ini. Malah, ideologi-ideologi kurang sihat seperti pengganasan dan yang berbaur perkauman masih juga berleluasa di lelaman internet dan ini boleh mempengaruhi remaja yang daif untuk melakukan keganasan-keganasan seperti yang disebut tadi. Globalisasi juga telah merubah corak pergaulan remaja yang semakin jauh dari nilai-nilai ketimuran. Cara pakaian mereka menjolok mata dan gaya hidup mereka telah lebih banyak berunsurkan kebaratan. Hilang sudah jati diri mereka sebagai orang-orang melayu. Semua ini telah menjadi faktor bagaimana ia telah menyumbang kepada berlakunya masalah sosial di kalangan remaja kini. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:35.45pt"&gt;Sebagai natijahnya, dalam menghuraikan kes jenayah juvana dan masalah-masalah sosial lain yang melibatkan remaja dan dalam membendung penglibatan remaja daripada masalah sosial ini adalah berakar umbikan daripada ibu bapa terlebih dahulu. Ibu bapa perlu memastikan institusi keluarga yang baik agar ia dapat membantu dalam mengelakkan remaja daripada terjebak dengan gejala sosial. Asas agama yang kukuh dapat membendung remaja daripada terjerumus ke lembah hina. Ibu bapa juga perlu menjadi contoh yang baik untuk anak-anak agar mereka menjadi insan yang berperibadi mulia dan berakhlak tinggi. Namun, memandangkan masalah ini merupakan masalah yang kompleks, pelbagai pihak juga harus memikul tanggungjawab atas berlakunya masalah-masalah sosial yang membelenggu masyarakat kita dewasa ini, seperti rakan-rakan dan media massa. Justeru, demi membanteras jenayah juvana dan membendung masalah sosial daripada terus memamah nilai-nial murni yang menjadi warisan budaya nenek moyang kita, semua pihak seperti pemerintah, sekolah, ibu bapa, masyarakat dan individu itu sendiri harus sama-sama berganding bahu untuk mengurangkan kadar jenayah juvana di kalangan remaja, seks di luar nikah, pemberhentian daripada sekolah dan sebagainya. Akhir kata, selama mana remaja hari ini bersedia untuk mengubah paradigma, bertindak atas landasan etika dan memastikan bahawa peribadi mulia ini akan mendorong mereka untuk membuat kebaikan senantiasa, masalah sosial ini dapat dikekang.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right;text-indent:35.45pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;[1414 patah perkataan]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;text-indent: 35.45pt; "&gt;Alright. That's all I have for now. Ni re-do sio. Sedihkan kena re-do bnyk2 gini? Adui. Lappy, why you so like this? Hmmm... till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;text-indent: 35.45pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;text-indent: 35.45pt; "&gt;Assalamualaikum again. :) Hehehehe. Yes, noticed my karangan is longer. Lol. Alhamdulillah! At last, I'm done with it! Weee! Hehe. Alright, basically, I'm suuuper tired today! Hmmm... due to some reasons lah. I'm very lazy to share now. Lately, I've been experiencing weird sicknesses. And... still, I don't feel like elaborating it right now. But so far, alhamdulillah, my super bad throat inflamation is getting better. Drank air doa that I doakan using my usual amalan harian. Alhamdulillah. :) Syukur. Okay, now, I gtg. I'm really tired. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-6501793732080568452?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6501793732080568452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6501793732080568452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/raise-your-words-not-your-voice-it-is.html' title='Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain which grows up leaves, not thunder.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1771027700827826506</id><published>2011-06-04T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T09:12:14.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer is a free call to Allah s.w.t.; no network or battery problem, always a good signal and all messages are sent. Make prayer a habit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Time check; 9:11am. Hmmm... yesterday night was one of my best night. I don't know why. And when I woke up from sleep... I feel like a totally different person. Oh, in a good way btw. Hah. Gtg. Not feeling so well and gotta rest. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1771027700827826506?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1771027700827826506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1771027700827826506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/prayer-is-free-call-to-allah-swt-no.html' title='Prayer is a free call to Allah s.w.t.; no network or battery problem, always a good signal and all messages are sent. Make prayer a habit.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-6435897087551867865</id><published>2011-06-02T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T19:37:30.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you need something to be grateful for, check your pulse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SmTqKn4L8wE/Tedn4Y05esI/AAAAAAAACFc/9czkPA8DRYA/s1600/IMG007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SmTqKn4L8wE/Tedn4Y05esI/AAAAAAAACFc/9czkPA8DRYA/s400/IMG007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613569678975269570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Yes, my table is very messy. I've been mugging like hell since Sunday. And I rarely on the laptop. I on during my rest time or when my work is done. But, minutes after that I switched it off back. Because nothing's fun to do. No FB. No nothing. But, can you imagine, I started doing my work around 6+am and stopped only at about 11pm. My total rest time of the day is about 2 hours ah. Heh. That's only if I'm not schooling. But, I've been mugging in school as well. Because rather than I waste my electricity at home bukak fan and aircon, might as well waste electricity sekolah, kan? Lol. And I do work better in school, I think? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pU5sHjqss9w/Tedn4BELdwI/AAAAAAAACFU/3jCD0qixDIA/s1600/IMG002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pU5sHjqss9w/Tedn4BELdwI/AAAAAAAACFU/3jCD0qixDIA/s400/IMG002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613569672596911874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mrfejnvMXY/Tedn3sDDqLI/AAAAAAAACFM/kvhi-eJ4f0s/s1600/IMG003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mrfejnvMXY/Tedn3sDDqLI/AAAAAAAACFM/kvhi-eJ4f0s/s400/IMG003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613569666955061426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDdNoGh0ZXc/Tedn3fgKf4I/AAAAAAAACFE/uGrvaqWZkOI/s1600/IMG004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDdNoGh0ZXc/Tedn3fgKf4I/AAAAAAAACFE/uGrvaqWZkOI/s400/IMG004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613569663587483522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I like this picture! :D Good memories in Kuantan. Oh, and at the back of this photo is written by Mr Zee. :) Awww... my Geog teachers are sweet people. Especially Miss Naf! :) And I miss those Groovy Geographers! Especially that joker class! So fun! :D Lol. And even my tuition teacher is sweet. He even wrote me a pantun! Hahaha! So cute! :D Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... so, actually I decided to stay in school until 6pm. But... I went home at noon because I'm really sick. And initially, I also puasa today. But, I buka already in the afternoon after I got back home. *sighs* My throat is hurting badly. I took the lozenges from the doctor again. But, this throat is not getting any better! It's irritating! Really! So, today, I slacked. :( I'm sooo unproductive today! If not, I can complete my Global topic, practise more maths qns and many more. But, I ended up on bed, sleeping! Pffft. Oh nooo! And tomorrow is Stats Test. Haiyo. Omg. Seriously, am I doing so much work? I don't feel so stress lah. Because I think I've planned well. Tired? Yeah, a bit. But, I'm getting used to it already. Who's not tired?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And actually... I was advised by the doctor to go to hospital to check and x-ray my throat. Because he said that he can't give me this anti-inflamatory ubat apa entah cause nk kena check dulu. But, he said, I got a very very bad throat inflamation. Mmg dari dulu ah. Every time I went to the doctors, all doctors will say the same thing. Smpi naik jemu. Paling2 diorang suruh drink plenty of water. It's not like as if I don't drink what. Hmmm... and the doctor ckp kena check ah sbb dah merah nah. But, I didn't tell ibu. :/ Lagipun I went polyclinic alone mah. Alah. Leceh ah. Kena check kat hosp. -.- Nnt skali kena stay sana ke apa ke. Eee... tknk! Nnt dah kena stay sana, waste time! June Hols aku dah lah punya precious! Adui. Nvm. I shall drink plenty and plenty of plain water. And eat the lozenges walaupun rasa dia yucks to the max! Tapi kan, every time I drink water ke makan, I can't swallow. Mcm susah gitu. I'll make this tensed face every time nk swallow benda. Sakit. Even right now! Gah. Irritating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, whatever. I was browsing through my Twitter's timeline and I saw this story tweeted by @IslamicThinking! Nice story called "Rocks and Sand". :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;A professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;When class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks about 2" in diameter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The students laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;"Now," said the professor, "I want you to recognize that this is your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;The rocks are the important things; your deen, your salah, your family, your partner and your children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Anything that is so important to you that if it were lost, you and your akhirah would be nearly destroyed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;"The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. "The sand is everything else. The small stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;If you spend all your energy and time on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness and welfare. Take time to repent to your Lord. Play with your children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Take time to get medical checkups. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house and visit your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;"Take care of the rocks first - the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand." The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Don't you think it's a good story? I mean the meaning behind it is good. I think it really kenakan straight to my face. Lol. But then... Lol. Nvm. I gtg. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-6435897087551867865?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6435897087551867865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6435897087551867865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-you-need-something-to-be-grateful.html' title='If you need something to be grateful for, check your pulse.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SmTqKn4L8wE/Tedn4Y05esI/AAAAAAAACFc/9czkPA8DRYA/s72-c/IMG007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-978693082932297693</id><published>2011-05-28T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:53:22.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ability is what you're capable of doing. Motivation determines what you do. Attitude determines how well you do it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMy_R38jZvE/TeEB94CvqAI/AAAAAAAACE8/Rwlqs6nUqyc/s1600/CIMG4452.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMy_R38jZvE/TeEB94CvqAI/AAAAAAAACE8/Rwlqs6nUqyc/s400/CIMG4452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611768773207894018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. I shall make this post a fast and quick one. Errr... I hope so. Lol. I've just finished watching Sharpay's Fabulous Adventure! Hohoho! :D I loveee it! All pink! How I wish I can be like her! Omg! Syiok nya! Semua pink! And the guy who's with Ashley all the way. What's his name? My brother told me just now, but, I forgot. Nvm. But, he's not bad. Handsome! Hahaha. Oh, and the perfume up there. Hmmm... I just threw it away. :S Do you think I'm bad? It was a special gift from someone. But... I don't like the smell. It's not that it's not nice. Too nice. Tk suka. Nnt mcm... entah. Tk bagus je wangi2 nah. Dosa. Lol. Then, I've been keeping it for so long. Buat menyemak je. Heh. Lebih baik buang lah. Mana tahu dah expired ke kan? I think mcm dah quite lama je. Wait, perfume leh expired kan? Heh heh. Tk tahu ah. K, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRPhB4mFBT8/TeEB9oe5VwI/AAAAAAAACE0/9R0gr6dgVXY/s1600/CIMG4446.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRPhB4mFBT8/TeEB9oe5VwI/AAAAAAAACE0/9R0gr6dgVXY/s400/CIMG4446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611768769031001858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;This box pun present. Tapi, my collection of bracelets and rings and what not dah terlalu bnyk. Kotak ni dah tk muat. Nk present mcm gini lagi, tapi lagi besar. I've been buying a lot of accessories as well lately. Hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lG9TfmFUljU/TeEB9CTsMHI/AAAAAAAACEs/0PrSKEc0LBM/s1600/CIMG4447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lG9TfmFUljU/TeEB9CTsMHI/AAAAAAAACEs/0PrSKEc0LBM/s400/CIMG4447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611768758783455346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qY_mo0pZGNQ/TeEB85ED0jI/AAAAAAAACEk/PzNGGFp9Z2c/s1600/CIMG4448.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qY_mo0pZGNQ/TeEB85ED0jI/AAAAAAAACEk/PzNGGFp9Z2c/s400/CIMG4448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611768756301976114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gks530hmhdQ/TeEB8r6F0rI/AAAAAAAACEc/vDs-X2kTt5I/s1600/CIMG4449.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gks530hmhdQ/TeEB8r6F0rI/AAAAAAAACEc/vDs-X2kTt5I/s400/CIMG4449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611768752770503346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Rings! I love rings! Shiny rings! At last, I got myself a pink ring!!! See that on my jari tunjuk. Huhuhu! AT LAST! Lol. :D Sure, will do more rings collections. Heh heh. Best seh. Fun. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, right now. I'm sucking this lozenges from the doctor. Yucks! Totally yucky. I thought lozenges should taste nice. Ni rasa mcm... wahlauweh! Tk sedaaap. But, because I really couldn't take it with my sore throat, that's why I decided to just take that medicine. Hah. Alhamdulillah my flu is gone! With just one flu pill. :) This goes to tell me one thing, that I'm still healthy. :) Alhamdulillah. But, I'm very scared to take medicines nowadays. Hah. You know, if you eat medicines and it always doesn't work for you, it means that your body mcm... I don't know how to say, but this usually happens to people who loves to sniff glue, drug addicts, smokers or even to those who took excessive medicines... which is obviously not good lah. That's why I don't want to be too dependent on medicines. But not that I'm not taking it totally. I still eat it when my conditions got worse. And you know what? I haven't even eat my painkillers. Hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Haiy. K, whatever lah. I want to sleep. I think enough rest is the important thing here! This year is a very important year for me. I've fall sick on the day of a prelim paper. I don't want the same thing to happen on the actual A-Level paper. I think this should be a lesson learnt for me. I should not be too workaholic. I need to BALANCE my time well. Yeah. So, I shall sleep now. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.: Sometimes, things just bound to happen. Sometimes,  circumstances just forces us to do what we don't wish to. Sometimes, action don't speak louder than words. Sometimes, good is bad. Sometimes, bad is good. Sometimes, the end is not yet the ending. Sometimes, there's just things others won't understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-978693082932297693?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/978693082932297693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/978693082932297693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/ability-is-what-youre-capable-of-doing.html' title='Ability is what you&apos;re capable of doing. Motivation determines what you do. Attitude determines how well you do it.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-WMy_R38jZvE/TeEB94CvqAI/AAAAAAAACE8/Rwlqs6nUqyc/s72-c/CIMG4452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-8969577432957120467</id><published>2011-05-27T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T15:38:33.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love makes things difficult, but love makes things easy too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Time check, 3:10pm. Quite early to blog for the day. But, I think I'm not going to on the laptop anymore. I've been using it since morning from around 7am. So, time to let it rest! :) Hmmm... nothing much to say. Been movie-marathoning since I on this laptop. Lol. Watched Main Hoon Na!!! :D Best! Should watch! Hahaha! Bnyk matrix action. Chey... tapi nmpk sah fake kan? Lol. Tapi cerita dia cool ah. And kelakar. And sedih. Standard lah, hindustan! Lol. Pat fight2 dia seriously auta mama. Hahaha. Watched Dua Alam as well. OMG! It wasn't great at all!!! No suspense. No conflict. No nothing. It's plain. And mundane. And too many flashbacks! The storyline is expected! Omg! Seriously waste my time watching it. And it's not scary at all. I expected it to be like a horror or scary movie but it turns out to be... I've no exact words to describe it actually. Next, I watched Apa Kata Hati?. Hmmm... okay2 lah. Nasib baik kelakar. Kalau tk, I would say it was a boring movie as well. It wasn't any new movie. Dah lama ah tu cerita. Cuma dpt tngk sikit that time. So, decide to watch it. Wasn't that great also. Hah. Omg! Am I like a movie critique here? Hahaha. I shall stop it. And not continue talking about the next few movies that I watched. Lol. But, I want watch Main Hoon Na again! I like. Maybe because of the conflict about families that interest me. I don't know. Somehow, I like families conflict based stories. Lol. Oh yeah, and I realised that this is one of the hindustan that has only about 10% about love. Lol. Cause selalunya hindustan is always and always about love. Lol. Hmmm... and guess what? Zayed Khan is so cool baby! Lastala Vista Baby! HAHAHA! Oh, and actually, just now wasn't my first time watching Main Hoon Na pun. My second time. Hehehe. Cerita tu mcm dah lama gila. I think the first time I watched it was when I was P5. Lol. Tapi best ah. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, so, the next thing which is the second thing and the last thing that I want to say in this post today is that... writing of Diari Cinta S.P.D. 3 is suspended. Hmmm... actually no. It's totally cancelled!!! Perhaps, there will be no more continuation for Diari Cinta S.P.D.. Simply because, I've no great ending for it. And if I continue to write it, there is just no ending to it. But, I've typed out tau. Since I don't want it to go to waste... I shall give it a new title and change the storyline a bit here and there... and please do look forward to my new cerpen, "Kerana-Mu"! I'm still contemplating whether to put "Ya Allah" or not behind the Kerana-Mu. Lol. I'll see how the story goes. If it seems too islamic, I shall put. But, if not, I shall not put it. And besides "Kerana-Mu", my another cerpen that coming up too is "Aku Anti-Lelaki!". Yeah... this is what I do when I'm bored. You know... lately I've been sick. So, I've always spent most of my time on bed doing nothing. But, you know... I'm the kind of person who will make sure at least some time of my day goes to do something productive. So, tengah baring pun boleh fikir storyline pe! Kan? Tk waste time. Hehehehe. But, but, but. All these cerpen will only be sent to BH once I finished my A's. And in fact, baru ada storyline. Tulis betul2 belum habis. Hah. Not much free time. And this time round, I will not let BH publish it using my real name. But, using my nama pena. All successful and popular writers usually don't use their real names when they publish their books or stories in newspapers. So, I want to be like them ah. Hehehehe. But, actually... the main reason is due to some personal issue lah. Lol. Publishing Diari Cinta S.P.D. 1 and 2 using my real name buat aku serik. Siap ada gmbr lagi. Adui. Nasib lah skrg tk payah send in gambar and kasi biodata yg detailed kalau nk send in karya. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, that's about it. Not talking much anymore. Till then. Oh wait, I DON'T WANT GO MELAKA TOMORROW! K, bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-8969577432957120467?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8969577432957120467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8969577432957120467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-makes-things-difficult-but-love.html' title='Love makes things difficult, but love makes things easy too.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-3719217500129015956</id><published>2011-05-25T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:44:34.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preserve your beauty with faith, your tranquility with contentment, your chastity with hijab.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. I'm not happy nor sad or whatever. I'm feeling neutral. Oh, actually a bit sad and disappointed due to some stuff, actually not stuff, but this one particular thing. And it's not because I'm sick, not because GP paper is difficult or what not. And not because of "my friend" that I mentioned in my previous post who disappoint me. Ada lah psl satu benda ni kan. Haiy. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, yeah, I've been sick. *sighs* BADLY! Especially the migraine. Omg. Cannot carry ah. But, the migraines dah tkda. Smlm smlm, on Monday migraine mcm nk mati eh please. I thought it's just headache. Tapi sakit sngt. Mcm smpi whole right face of mine mcm gerak2 gitu. Abih mcm I want to ask someone to punch my right face. It's like... tk tahu eh mcm mana nk ckp. Tapi sakit gila. Sbb migraine ni tangkap sebelah kanan. Then mata kanan berair semua, continuously! Pastu my whole right side sets of teeth semua mcm nk tekan or gigit something kuat. Mcm... I really don't know how to say. Tapi sakit gila ah. Adui. Kat atas katil sorg2 pusing kanan kiri tkleh tidur sbb sakit nah. Mcm nk nangis semua ada. And just now in the polyclinic while tunggu number, migraine lagi. Tapi sebelah kiri. Smlm pun actually. Adui. Teruk. Why ah? Btw, tadi gi polyclinic dpt advanced lagi. Huhu! ^^ Padahal I really really said that I got flu for 3 days already and migraines. Tk ckp one week mcm that time. Why ah? Lol. Skejap gila sia tunggu. Hehehehe. Best! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Btw, yesterday I asked Ain how is it feels to have migraines? And she said exactly the things that I felt. I'm like, "OMG?! SERIOUSLY?!" I very scared already. Then dia kata dia just makan painkillers everyday. -.- WTH! Gila pe? You know what? Looking at Ain, I really felt traumatised! Seriously. Tahan I didn't take panadol since Monday when I got sick. Ubat selsema semua tknk makan. Ni pun I haven't eat any medicines yet, even though I went to the doctor just now. Takut ah, kalau terlalu dependent on ubat nnt jdi mcm Ain, asik migraines je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And that's the exact reason why I still kuatkan semangat and go to school to take GP paper just now. Shabirah tknk lembik2. I'm so lembik sometimes. I want to be strong. And not dependent on anything! ... as far as possible ah. Heh. Kalau sakit sngt baru lah makan ubat or what. And... I'm proud of myself because I managed to finish my papers even though I'm sick and kept sneezing in the midst of struggling with the paper. Damn difficult lor. Seriously. Adui, and now I'm scared to eat medicines? Why am I so like this? So traumatised. I don't like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I remember an incident that happened in Sarawak in 2008 that caused me to be traumatised of guys skejap. Adui. Since then, I will think that all guys are perverts! Seriously. And since I'm so traumatised, I actually paiseh-ed myself on 080808. The day I cannot forget. LOL. Somehow it was funny to think about it again. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K, whatever, I don't want to be reminded of it anymore. SCARY! I don't want to think about it!!! Let's talk about other things, okay? Sooo... just now GP Paper was difficult. I chose to write about religion in paper 1. And guess what? Saya sungguh tk islamik sio! The question was 'The world would be a better place without religion.' What is your view? That was the question ah. Abih kan. 90% of my essay agrees to it. Yes, the world would be a better without religion! HAHA. Omg. Seriously. But, that's just essay, okay? About it would be better without religion or better with religion... I would still propound to the latter though. Heh. Masih beriman hor. Lol. Tapi, alhamdulillah, it's still quite manageable although I think I screwed it up a bit. Heh. Hmmm... paper 2 was about marriage! I was happy you know, not because I love marriage. -.- But it's a familiar topic ah. Not something alienated. Cause asik2 dpt benda mcm aku tk paham gitu. Lol. Tapi ni kalau tk paham pun mcm boleh mcm paham gitu kan. Tapi... bila dah baca passage. Pe susah! Tk faham! And then AQ... again, I have to write about something that I don't believe in like in paper 1. HAHA. Tk psl2 aku kena buat cerita lagi and said that I would rather remain single to pursue my career. HAHA. But, it's true in our society. More women now chose to remain single as they are more career-minded. But, as org Islam, kita kena ingat yg dunia ni sementara, right? Kalau terlalu taksub dengan dunia, akhirat lupa pun tk guna. Kita nk dua2, tapi sepatutnya lebihkan akhirat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And... salah satu pintu syurga utk wanita masuk ke syurga ialah dengan menjadi isteri yang solehah. Cikgu Hani ajar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cikgu Hani: Mcm mana nk jdi isteri yang baik? Apa first step dia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Students: Taat kpd suami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cikgu Hani: Tak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Students: Hormat suami?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cikgu Hani: Tak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Students: Abih?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cikgu Hani: Tk guna lah awk ni semua. Senang pun tk tahu. Kahwin lahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Students: *rolling eyes* HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kekek sio Cikgu Hani. Org betul2 dia loyar buruk eh. So, kita kena bljr dari Cikgu Hani! I miss her. :( I don't like Cikgu Fuad. Tadi I went sch late sbb nk amik paper je kan, abih terserempak ngan Cikgu Fuad. And then and then... nvm. Malas nk ckp. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Omg! I think I really blog a lot sio. I gtg now. I need to take medicines and sleeeeeep! No sch! Hello to June Hols FOR ME ONLY! Muahahaha! xD Till then. Bye. I still very sad tau. Haiy, nvm. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-3719217500129015956?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3719217500129015956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3719217500129015956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/preserve-your-beauty-with-faith-your.html' title='Preserve your beauty with faith, your tranquility with contentment, your chastity with hijab.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-3875045705448064259</id><published>2011-05-22T07:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T07:58:45.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Time check: 7:10am. 420th post. Actually... I have nice stories to share. But... forget it. Someone just spoils my mood since yesterday night. Someone who is really really such a disappointment to me. You know, I really really hate liars! And it's really difficult to forgive liars. Seriously, go to hell with all your stupid lies! I hate your foul mouth. Really, I'm really tired. And I'm really sick and tired of all these. I'm not going to entertain all these freaking bullshits anymore. Gone... all my sacrifices, all just gone down the drain. Okay?! This is what I say non-humans! Because non-humans are always people who can't appreciate what good things others have done for them. Freaking disappointed. Thanks ah seriously. Just one thing to say to this person. No, I mean two things. First, "GASAK KAU LAH. NK MAMPUS? GO!" And second, "Allahu yahdik!" Dah. K bye. Gah. Gtg. I'm lazy to talk about it anymore. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.: Sometimes... how I wish I can always be myself, without the need to pretend so that people won't hate me or say that I'm merepek. Hmmm... (Note: This P.S. got no link with what I talked about above. Thank you.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-3875045705448064259?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3875045705448064259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/3875045705448064259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-not-load-that-breaks-you-down-its.html' title='It&apos;s not the load that breaks you down, it&apos;s the way you carry it.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-149605723900082396</id><published>2011-05-18T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T18:43:57.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes good things fall apart so that better things can fall together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! I'm super duper happy today. Know why? Because I got back my lappy back. Wooo! Alhamdulillah. Hehehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, nothing to blog actually. Today is really so tiring. Had 3 hours sastera essay just now. Tangan kejang skrg. Lol. Abih kan. Dan dua kali eh. Every time ada test sastera, my phone will vibrate kuat2 like nobody's business. -.- Pastu class senyap sbb semua ngah buat test. Abih hp aku memekak. Abih tadi hp rang bnyk kali. Dah reject, call lagi, call lagi. Adui. Tk reti bahasa org2 ni. Second time oi! Telefon je semua will look at me. Terpaksa minta izin keluar class utk jawab telefon semua. DURING TEST HOR! Adui. Next time, I'm gonna off my phone during test! Seriously. But tadi nk off, tapi tk tahu off. :/ Heh. K whatever. I'm really tired to use lappy. Tangan mcm lenguh gila gitu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-149605723900082396?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/149605723900082396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/149605723900082396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-good-things-fall-apart-so.html' title='Sometimes good things fall apart so that better things can fall together.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-5921617724959717163</id><published>2011-05-17T18:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:31:14.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you focus on results, you will never change. If you focus on change, you will get results.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyRsaZEYHJ4/TdJXGTB_9VI/AAAAAAAACEU/qUMVs9KDabw/s1600/thaahir.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyRsaZEYHJ4/TdJXGTB_9VI/AAAAAAAACEU/qUMVs9KDabw/s400/thaahir.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607640251729179986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :D Alright, this newborn baby who rarely opens his eyes is Muhammad Thaahir bin Toto Suprawoto! :D A baby from Mama &amp;amp; Papa. :) He was born on the 2nd of May 2011. Hmmm... I think he follows a lot of his dad. Lol. So yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8OZ5zJcsNs/TdJWnmrxUqI/AAAAAAAACEM/2V-17PbUZ9M/s1600/CIMG4327.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8OZ5zJcsNs/TdJWnmrxUqI/AAAAAAAACEM/2V-17PbUZ9M/s400/CIMG4327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607639724428710562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yeah, so, after celebrating Ayah's birthday outside, we celebrated it at home. Had pizzas from Pizza Hut and Ayah's birthday cake from Swensens. Yeah, not going to elaborate much. I'm tired. Nevertheless, I had so much fun with my family today! :D Yeah, I think it's important that I set aside some time for my family even though I'm busy. Yay, I did it. Actually I got two tests tmr. :S But you know... I don't study for test. HAHA. So, okay lah. Lol. Tmr gonna be a damn packed day for me because I don't have any rest time to even eat. -.- First period was Geog. Then is actually break and free period. But, I had to sit for my Karangan Test. Then straight away after that are my normal lessons. Lunch time is geog consultation with Ms Naf. Then is normal lessons. Then 20 mins break. But, I'm going to use that time to solat. Then straight 3-hour sastera paper. WHOA! By the time I got home tmr, I'll be damn exhausted and lethargic. I'm sooo gonna jump into bed and sleep! Wake up only when magrib to buka! That's all. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, as I was saying about just now... yeah, had fun with family. Many epic stuff happened. Shabirah tkda benda epic tk sah, kan? HAHA. So yeah. Then, to ayah, Happy 48th Birthday! Semoga panjang umur dan murah rezeki. Insya-Allah. Amin ya rabbal a'lamin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's all for today. Till then. Oh yeah! You know what? I got a new spare phone already! Huhu. Tapi punya lah leceh! Tapi tkpa lah. Yg penting ada hp! TKDA TKLEH HIDUP SERIOUSLY! WHOA! TKLEH! Hahaha. Alrighty. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: I'm proud of Ibu! :D I want to be as strong as her one day. Insya-Allah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-5921617724959717163?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5921617724959717163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5921617724959717163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-you-focus-on-results-you-will-never.html' title='If you focus on results, you will never change. If you focus on change, you will get results.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-QyRsaZEYHJ4/TdJXGTB_9VI/AAAAAAAACEU/qUMVs9KDabw/s72-c/thaahir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-8530391305204306052</id><published>2011-05-16T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:19:31.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace is not the absence of war. It's the feeling you get from remembering your Lord.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Haiy, today is not so a good day. I've been having headaches since morning. So, I was like quiet the whole day. Very2 headache. Smpi nk kat habis minyak kapak Munirah aku pki. Lol. And after so long I didn't eat panadol, tiba2 Ain kasi Panadol Extra tadi. Wah! Tambah dizzy and just want to fall asleep sio. So, I skipped melayu. Told Cikgu Hani about it. And report to GO to go and rest in the sickbay. Tapi dah ada org kat sana. -.- Dia kata kalau nk tunggu lagi 5 mins boleh sbb ada girl tu time dia nk kat habis. Tapi lagi satu org yg kat dlm lelaki. Sio je. Tknk aku sebilik dngn laki sio. Katil sick bay sebelah2 sio. -.- Eee. Tknk. Takut. Haha. So, the clerk suggest me to wait for 5 mins or go to this place kat lib ah. I RATHER GO LIB, OKAY? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, rested there. Tapi tkleh tidur. Pening nah. The migraine is so bad. Mcm nk tarik je rambut. Really. Ni mcm buat julung2 kalinya I got this kind of pening. Selalunya kalau pening pun on off. But, this time eh, seriously, cannot take it. My friends suggested that I go take ED. But then kalau balik I'll miss GP tutorial. I don't want. Prelim 1 next week sio. Adui. So, I decided to take a rest to rest my head. And guess what? I rested for a while. And then I did some work. :S Heh heh. I know I've been having sooo little rest. My rest time is usually at night from 11pm to 6am the next day. I think 7 hours is quite good already. If weekend probably 7am ah. Good also. Imagine, I can mug from 6+am till 6pm like that. Stop a bit a bit only. To solat and eat. And the rest of time is mugging. I did that. Yes, I did that. I know I'm a mugger. Omg. Damn little rest. And at night, I'll be damn bored because I got nothing to do and all my work are done! Pastu sbb tkda kerja, so I find things to do. For example if I start to practise maths, I won't stop. Susah nk stop. I'll continue doing until late night. xD Perangai kan? I know. And it seems like I don't care about my own health. Oh no. I shouldn't be like that. But, I have this problem, once I start mugging, I can't stop. Lol. Mugging can be addictive! OMG! I don't believe I said this. Hahahahaha. People will think I'm crazy sia. Lol. So, as I was saying just now. Instead of sleeping in lib, I was doing my maths. Hehehehe. Perangai? I know. Because I'm worried every time I feel like I'm wasting time. So, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And during GP just now, I'm so happy. I got back my Essay Timed-Test. I got 30/50. Highest with Vijay. Hehe. Alhamdulillah. But, I can't believe I can score a B for GP. I'm a U-grader for GP in Block Test. I shall continue this! This tells me that I can do it. Next Weds is GP Prelim 1. I very scared and have very little confidence. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh, one more thing. I know I shouldn't say this. But, I very sad. I spent a lot of my time doing it abih terus org lain yg senang2 amik and benefits from it. I spent days to do it. Abih org lain senang2... NVM! I should not say this. I'll teach my heart to be ikhlas! Yg penting, Allah itu Maha Adil. Yeah, I shall just berserah. Kalau niat baik dan ikhlas, insya-Allah, Allah akan memberi ganjarannya. :) Tkpalah. Although I'm sad, I believe in Allah. Yes, tkpalah. Consoling myself now. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I remember few months back, I wanted to sell my 3 thick pure sciences textbook. All ah, Bio, Phy and Chem. And then, because Bio is my most favourite science subject, I decided to just give the Bio textbook as a gift if anyone would take all the 3 books and pay for the Phy and Chem. Senang kata, if you buy my Phy and Chem, I'll give my Bio for free. Abih bdk ni, ada lah makhluk Allah ni, dia punya pndi. Dia kata nk beli semua, dah kasi. Terus dia kata dia nk Bio je, Phy and Chem tknk. Rugi ah. :( Tk dpt duit! Haiy. Nk mintak Bio balik. Tapi mcm tk baik kan? So, ikhlaskan je lah. Abih sedih jugak ah. Marah jugak. Buku tu aku jaga and then masih lawa tau. Mcm brand new. Seriously. Tapi sbb I love that subject so much, what I hope for was just, I hope that person who got my book for free will have the same love I had for Bio and do well. Imagine, setiap kali dia baca buku tu and timba ilmu from there, I'll get pahala, right? So, yeah, ikhlaskan je lah. Same like the thing I did tu, insya-Allah they'll appreciate it and get the knowledge. :) I think pahala lah yang bawa ke akhirat ni semua. Kalau ktorang lokek ilmu kat dunia pun tk guna. Ilmu dunia tk bawa ke akhirat kan. Pahala yg bawa ke akhirat. Yeah. So, I'm actually just saying all these to myself to console my heart and teach my heart to be a good heart. HAHA. Anyway, I feel sad what and sbb hati aku ni kalau syaitan dah cocok mmg tk islamik betul! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, kena bermotivasi diri sendiri. HAHA. So, yeah. That's all for now. I gotta rest. Pening dtg balik. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-8530391305204306052?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8530391305204306052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8530391305204306052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/peace-is-not-absence-of-war-its-feeling.html' title='Peace is not the absence of war. It&apos;s the feeling you get from remembering your Lord.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-6503919439270983518</id><published>2011-05-15T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:56:14.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past is experience, present is experiment and future is expectation. Use your experience in your experiments to achieve your expectations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Hmmm... right now, I'm thinking whether I should go for this year's Prom Night or not. It's at Swissotel. Hmmm... $80 for an 8-Course Dinner. Quite expensive ah. But, okay lah. Still manageable for me. This time, I had great friends in my JC! I want gooo! And most importantly the people from my class. If they go, I'll go! If not... forget it. 1042A minahs must gooo! If not, I'll not go. Period!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Shikin, Nir, Phyd and me are those who will go if Humy, Qai and Ain also go. If these 3 people not going ah... :( Tkyah gi sudah. Adui. And now! Ada org merepek msg aku! Bodoh sio! Ni mcm bangla!!! HAHAHA! Bahasa rabak! Merepek! That person don't want stop texting me! Haiyooo!!! How?! Fuck that person lah. Kau sendiri tk tahu aku laki ke perempuan abih tny tu semua. -.- Bodoh kan? Nmpk sah! Hisy! Dah. Gtg. Bye. Assalamualaikum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-6503919439270983518?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6503919439270983518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6503919439270983518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/past-is-experience-present-is.html' title='Past is experience, present is experiment and future is expectation. Use your experience in your experiments to achieve your expectations.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-6427071127961284101</id><published>2011-05-14T07:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T08:04:44.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allah s.w.t. sometimes takes us into troubled waters. Not to drown us, but to cleanse us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) I had some fun though yesterday in school. Except that... I feel sad because I got no laptop and handphone. And I feel like I cannot live sia without these two things. Seriously! Tkleh msg semua. Adui. Ni laptop pun pki yg lagi satu spare HP laptop tu. Nasib ada. Hehehe. Tapi, ni tkleh conquer ah. Lol. Cause my other brothers also using it. But, whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, yesterday, didn't go to class. I'm super tired. Back home arnd 6+ due to the Einstein Programme. *sighs* And then... migraines. And muscle aches. Wah. Rabak. Thank goodness Ibu kasi. Cause ibu know my problem when red light. Lol. So, after dinner. I slept at 8pm tau. I think 7+ agaknya. Haha. Pastu, I feel that Shafwan woke me up to go class. Then I remember telling ibu that my head is so pening. Then ibu said, okay ah go sleep. Then, I remember going to bed. Pastu suddenly, I realised I'm at bilik ibu balik tau. And ibu was asking me, "Tu buat apa?" So, I looked at my hand is a note. Duit ah I mean. Then I said, "Duit tabung masjid. Tolong masukkan." Ibu slapped my face. Tapi mcm softly ah. Tapi still after that I'm conscious ah. Tu psl ingat balik ni benda. Kekek sio. Ngigau pastu kasi ibu duit suruh masukkan dlm tabung. HAHAHA. K, whatever. So, I slept lama. Woke up 9+ because hp bising. Sbb batt low. -.- Tried to charge. So, I took the charger. A two-pin plug. Abih it's a fake charger! Wth! Maknyanya the spare phone I use ni is satu kali pki gitu pastu buat perhiasan sudah! -.- Wth! Adui. :( Dah ah, pastu tidur balik. Haiyo. But, I think I slept lama gila ytd. From about 7+ pm to 8am gitu. Wah! Best nya. More than 12 hours! Jarang oi nk dpt gini. Nikmat. Cuma tengah2 tu terbangun2. Irritating. Haiy. So, that's about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Below are photos I took with my 1042A minahs that I love so much! Need to select the good ones utk Cikgu Hani who is leaving us. Sadded. :( So, enjoys. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KLsZrxPRf-I/Tc3ENmhAp_I/AAAAAAAACEE/AyNdFRBo8Q8/s1600/42a01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KLsZrxPRf-I/Tc3ENmhAp_I/AAAAAAAACEE/AyNdFRBo8Q8/s400/42a01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352849102481394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yanv16LwZp8/Tc3ENc7IT7I/AAAAAAAACD8/cyjv5FpwMV8/s1600/42a02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yanv16LwZp8/Tc3ENc7IT7I/AAAAAAAACD8/cyjv5FpwMV8/s400/42a02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352846527680434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wyKWAkZWgI0/Tc3ENbdNq2I/AAAAAAAACD0/1AXtESyQ2SY/s1600/42a03.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wyKWAkZWgI0/Tc3ENbdNq2I/AAAAAAAACD0/1AXtESyQ2SY/s400/42a03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352846133767010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ypk7Ax5QFcs/Tc3ENK2wG_I/AAAAAAAACDs/2hHJrF2NVKc/s1600/42a04.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ypk7Ax5QFcs/Tc3ENK2wG_I/AAAAAAAACDs/2hHJrF2NVKc/s400/42a04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352841677478898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTmU0e8lGLw/Tc3EM8-QhgI/AAAAAAAACDk/eaR2r2oWjGs/s1600/42a05.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTmU0e8lGLw/Tc3EM8-QhgI/AAAAAAAACDk/eaR2r2oWjGs/s400/42a05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352837950866946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BGnVNWv0n30/Tc3EBI78CwI/AAAAAAAACDc/ERnxxoOgG5Y/s1600/42a06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BGnVNWv0n30/Tc3EBI78CwI/AAAAAAAACDc/ERnxxoOgG5Y/s400/42a06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352635003931394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RG4DOfy44HI/Tc3EBKn1kCI/AAAAAAAACDU/n6qOiQ9TTVI/s1600/42a07.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RG4DOfy44HI/Tc3EBKn1kCI/AAAAAAAACDU/n6qOiQ9TTVI/s400/42a07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352635456491554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rF9Ri0hd1GE/Tc3EA4BHogI/AAAAAAAACDM/XiV_N2lDHPE/s1600/42a08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rF9Ri0hd1GE/Tc3EA4BHogI/AAAAAAAACDM/XiV_N2lDHPE/s400/42a08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352630462259714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2R0B0RG76NY/Tc3EAnwVqeI/AAAAAAAACDE/1CahJaN5UnQ/s1600/42a09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2R0B0RG76NY/Tc3EAnwVqeI/AAAAAAAACDE/1CahJaN5UnQ/s400/42a09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352626096908770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVBALGCUbjQ/Tc3EAhkuFlI/AAAAAAAACC8/O8nPhsNExr8/s1600/42a11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVBALGCUbjQ/Tc3EAhkuFlI/AAAAAAAACC8/O8nPhsNExr8/s400/42a11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606352624437565010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I KNOW LAST PICTURE OF ME EPIC GILA MAUT! HAHAHAHA! MUKA TK BOLEH ANGKAT BABE! LOL. xD HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Adik The Rock ni. Hehehehe. K, that's all I have for you today. Till then. Wanna go mandi, siap and off to lib to muggg! Hahaha. Bye! :D Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-6427071127961284101?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6427071127961284101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6427071127961284101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/allah-swt-sometimes-takes-us-into.html' title='Allah s.w.t. sometimes takes us into troubled waters. Not to drown us, but to cleanse us.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-KLsZrxPRf-I/Tc3ENmhAp_I/AAAAAAAACEE/AyNdFRBo8Q8/s72-c/42a01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2085064549707159518</id><published>2011-05-12T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:35:51.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you have been tempted into evil, fly from it. It is not falling into the water, but lying in it, that drowns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) I had fun today, you know? Hahaha. I laughed a lot. And I think it's good. It releases my stress! Hehehe. Hmmm... so, it's quite hot about this Personality Test. Cool ah. It's a psychology thingy that helps you to learn yourself better. What people misunderstands is that it reads your future? Wth. Nothing at all. Seriously. It's all based on the way you think. And from there, we can analyze the kind of person you are. So, it's really not just random kind of thing. It's based on how you answer a series of questions. Cool. Seriously. Adilah did it on me. And I got my results. Cool. And the most kekek + epic thing is about the "female horse"! HAHAHAHA! xD Humy kekek smpi nangis, smpi gi toilet semua eh please. Pe saje. Hahaha. And tambah pulak ekor horse aku suka main. Adui! Rabak. And I'm not yellow-minded!!! Omg! Wth. K, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, just now assembly was bored. My class semua chill one corner kat belakang gossiping! Perangai makcik sio seriously ni semua minah! Hahaha. And please eh. Mr Zee and Miss Ho?! Disgusting! Cannot accept it ah. Oh, and another thing. Mr Zee and Mr Azahar are related? No wonder they were so close. Chey, related rupanya. Lol. Hmmm... pastu among MLEP and HOD, ada politics. Omg! I cannot stand the HOD eh please. Bodoh. -.- Seriously. And sesiapa lah yg terlibat. It's like... I also feel damn sad for the J1 Bahas &amp;amp; J2 who wanted to participate again this year abih... omg! Rabak. Teachers... so much politics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K, nvm. Malas nk layan. Haha. Alright, tmr ayah is sending off my lappy for service. :( Will miss my lappy dearly. But the good thing is I'll definitely concentrate gila. But then lately, I find myself got nothing to do. I feel like I finished my work sooo damn fast. Hahaha. Then mcm free. Like now. K, tkleh slack. Mesti continue this fast pace. Smpi maths I'm like 2-3 tutorials ahead others. Hehehehe. Tkpa lah. Bagus ah. Semua dabis. Tkda hmwk sia. Lol. Time to revise only! Lol. So, good planning is the key! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Haiy, but actually, I've been having headaches and migraines. Muscle aches. I hope ni skejap ah. Tsk. Every time kalau red light gini ah. -.- Bnyk nah symptoms. Adui. Rabak. But, tahan je ah. What to do? Nvm. Gotta go now. Wanna test my siblings the Personality Test. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2085064549707159518?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2085064549707159518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2085064549707159518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-you-have-been-tempted-into-evil-fly.html' title='If you have been tempted into evil, fly from it. It is not falling into the water, but lying in it, that drowns.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1733287082142003102</id><published>2011-05-10T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T22:13:35.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never blame any day in your life. Good days give you happiness. Bad days give you experience. Worst days give you a lesson.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsbD6Gkarwk/TclFK4WGUXI/AAAAAAAACC0/KdplCmOy3XY/s1600/masai.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsbD6Gkarwk/TclFK4WGUXI/AAAAAAAACC0/KdplCmOy3XY/s400/masai.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605087264465375602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum dear readers! :) I feel so good today! Haha. I don't know why. No reasons. Hehe. But, don't I look sooo masai up there! Eh, of course lah! Just back from school liao. Panas. So, was sitting in front of my fan. Haha. Seriously, the weather is damn freaking hot. Subhanallah. 34 degree Celcius, man. Haiy, neraka agaknya mcm mana eh? Panas dunia je dah tkleh tahan. Adui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ahhh, omg! I really looked so buruk masai sio. Lol. Mata dah mcm zombie. Rambut mcm... HAHA. Tkpa lah. Lol. Btw, I find this picture below a bit kekek sia ni budak. Muka minta kena lempang. Lol. Seriously. I saw her a lot plak tu masa time Royal Wedding kat TV. Abih this picture I snapped from Newsweek yg dpt last week. Lol. Muka wtf. Lol. K, tk baik. But, tkleh angs ah. Haha. Ohhh, now I remember. I saw pictures of her kat Tumblr as well. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOoo0q9f2bc/TclFKjlMabI/AAAAAAAACCs/bW_BZ_sro18/s1600/IMG002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOoo0q9f2bc/TclFKjlMabI/AAAAAAAACCs/bW_BZ_sro18/s400/IMG002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605087258891545010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... and below here is my Bio notes on Diversity &amp;amp; Evolution. I hate this topic so much!!! Nothing really gets into my head. Imagine? I got all wrong for tutorials qns. -.- Cause benda ni mcm totally bercanggah dengan Islam. Mr Azahar pandai, benda ni dah bercanggah dia tknk ajar, dia suruh Miss Gayathiri. Lol. But, seriously. Tk sukaaa! Ada ktorang dari gorilla semua?! Adui. And then we are forced to learn the evidences that shows that we're really from those kind of ancestors. -.- Tapi mcm... mcm betul. Tapi tkleh percaya kan! Ktorang dari tanah lah. Bodoh punya Charles Darwin! Pffft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6pME7H6OPQ/TclFKhVe2UI/AAAAAAAACCk/9VLqH5Ip7Jg/s1600/IMG005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6pME7H6OPQ/TclFKhVe2UI/AAAAAAAACCk/9VLqH5Ip7Jg/s400/IMG005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605087258288773442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tapi, what to do? Still kena bljr. Haiy. Terpaksa! Yeah, so to make myself "love" this topic, I forced myself to do this colourful notes. Yes, I love colourful stuff. I learn better with more colours. Mcm budak kechik eh? Tapi, I like. Hehehehe. So yeah. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tomorrow is Monday for Innovians. Omg. I was about to say EVGians just now. HAHA. Yes, miss EVG Sec. :( Haha. K, whatever. Till then for now. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1733287082142003102?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1733287082142003102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1733287082142003102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/never-blame-any-day-in-your-life-good.html' title='Never blame any day in your life. Good days give you happiness. Bad days give you experience. Worst days give you a lesson.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-wsbD6Gkarwk/TclFK4WGUXI/AAAAAAAACC0/KdplCmOy3XY/s72-c/masai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1271661639247138844</id><published>2011-05-09T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T15:53:09.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can have everything in life but remember, you will only get your mum once!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idKY9E3gUO8/TceXVvtK48I/AAAAAAAACCc/UJ-cdQAlOeU/s1600/cute%2Bgila.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idKY9E3gUO8/TceXVvtK48I/AAAAAAAACCc/UJ-cdQAlOeU/s400/cute%2Bgila.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604614661124842434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) I love the quote up there so much! I think we seriously need to think about that quote up there so that when our mum leave us one day, we don't regret. Don't only regret on the day when you found out she's gone. Appreciate from today! Yes, I should too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. And the baby up there is sooo cute, right? Omg! Saw it in Tumblr. I think I've been spending quite a lot of time on Tumblr, and FB. I think ah. But, it seems that I'm bored now cause I've completed all the things that I wanted to revise for the past 2 days and today. Seriously. I don't know and seriously have no idea how I complete them. Because I was sooo damn sick since Fri and Sat and I spent most of my time on the bed. Lol. But, bagus lah. Hahaha. But, I think it's good that I don't use my main FB account now and use my non-main account only. Wanna know why? Because the news feed tk kecoh. Kalau kecoh pun, orang2 dia mostly the people I don't bother to care punya. And even if I do care, and I want to comment, I'll be like, "Don't comment Shabirah. No one should know that Symr Dll is you." So then after that I forgot about commenting. Only certain people lor knows it's me. Even my own siblings don't know. HAHA. K whatever. Tapi tu ah. Bagus kan. If I use my main account, wah, semua orang I want to like lah, comment lah, tulis kat peoples' wall and everything. Had deactivated before this, then activated it back. Wah, tkleh ah. Seriously tkleh focus. So, using the non-main account for now is a right choice. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ahhh, I'm listening to my all time favourite sad song! Haha. A song by Chris Brown! ^^ Yeah, and lately I've been so down, in the blue. I don't know why. And I'm always listening to sad songs. I don't listen to all those rancak songs. I'll get bored. Padahal dulu mcm suka. Haiy. Next song, That Should Be Me plak. Ni pun sedih seh. Or is it just me? Tk sedih nah pun I feel that it's sad. Entahlah. Malas nk ckp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, basically, I'm just super duper bored now. Good thing it's not a school day today. Malas. I'm tired! I wish the school ends fast lepas syllabus semua habis. I find myself doing revision well at home now. Heh. So, I don't have to waste my time gi lib semua. Waste time seh nk kena siap semua. Pastu chop tempat. Perangai kiasu, typical Singaporean. Adui. And then pastu yg bnyk mcm gitu semua cina tau. Melayu boleh kira lah pki jari. Then, mcm paiseh gitu kan kiasu2. Lol. K, pape lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, seriously, what should I do now? Can I go down and play soccer? HAHA. Cam paham eh. But, really I miss playing soccer. :( And lately, I've been watching people playing soccer yg kat depan Man Fut Tong from my bilik punya tingkap or balcony kat depan tu. Mcm best plak tngk diorang main. Lol. Seriously. Tu yg suddenly rindu soccer. Tsk. Nvm. I'm sooo gonna plan futsal for my class and we can play together. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, I know what to do now! ^^ Something interesting. Heh heh. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1271661639247138844?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1271661639247138844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1271661639247138844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-can-have-everything-in-life-but.html' title='You can have everything in life but remember, you will only get your mum once!'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-idKY9E3gUO8/TceXVvtK48I/AAAAAAAACCc/UJ-cdQAlOeU/s72-c/cute%2Bgila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1818027090958838201</id><published>2011-05-08T07:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T08:58:31.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the refining and improving of your own life keeps you so busy that you have little time to criticize others.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. I've nothing much to say. I'm just terribly sick. And have been having migraines lately. And sore throats. Whatsoever lah. Just feeling very weak! Yesterday, temperature was damn high, about 38.9 degree Celcius. Haiy. Kept woking up every 1-2 hours. Tsk. Hmmm... but this morning I'm feeling a bit better. But later... I don't know lah. Don't feel like going tuition again. Haven't finish my Integration Practise Exercise. Haiy. Lately, I really can't focus well. Tried doing my Integration Practise ytd. But, my mind seems to be sooo disturbed. So, just now I told ibu that I don't feel like going tuition again. She said that my face looked like a problematic person. Like... a person who is thinking too much. Adui. I don't know lah. Somehow... I feel like I'm not taking good care of my health. Even my appreance? Omg! So bad. Cause my mind seems to be too packed. I don't know what I'm thinking about. Alright, I know what I'm thinking about actually. I know what's been bothering in my head lately. But, I just can't say it to anyone. I mean I tried. But, definitely no one will understand. I don't know why I suddenly feel like this. But, I feel so troubled and disturbed. Oh, and feeling worried. Feeling... argh, I don't know! *pulls hair* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Omg! Am I experiencing what Ain is experiencing? Oh nooo! I don't want. Scary seh. Do I looked depressed? Omg! Okay, ibu said I am. But... not as bad as Ain, right? I hope! No, no, no! I'm not depressed. Just a little stress. Tsk. But I just don't feel right. Sometimes, I think I'm experiencing hypophrenia. Adui. Can I have a chat with Mr Zul also during Ain's appointment? Maybe he can help me get rid of this ____________ feeling. It's blank there because I have no words to describe exactly how I feel now and lately. It's this feeling like I'm starting to worry about every single thing! It's like... K WHATEVER! I give up with myself! But I just hope it's not depression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K, actually I don't intend to blog. But, since today is Mother's Day. This post will be a Mother's Day Edition! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLpOzxzYibE/TcXWIygFBRI/AAAAAAAACCU/N91_MPF6bMI/s1600/mothersday.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLpOzxzYibE/TcXWIygFBRI/AAAAAAAACCU/N91_MPF6bMI/s400/mothersday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604120757816067346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And therefore, this post is dedicated to my ibu. Although she can't read. Lol. But, this can also go to those who have a mother. :) Obviously, everyone has a mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I want to thank Allah for giving me a mum like ibu! Like any other mums, mothers are annoying sometimes. They nag a lot. But, we all know that they're doing that for our own good. And we know how much they can love us, like nobody else could. That's for sure. You know... kasih ibu itu harum sepanjang musim. If we ask anyone whether they love their mum or not, just any random person, majority, in fact all, will say yes! All will say how much they love their mum. And how their mothers are the best women in the world to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But somehow, we just don't realise sometimes that we tend to ALWAYS hurt someone that we love. Hmmm... yeah. Like myself, I've always hurt ibu's feelings. I've made her cried. I've made her worried. I've made her mad. Everything! But I believe in this quote, "The day when someone stop bringing problem to you, you have just lost their love." Yeah, I love this quote. Whenever someone (must be someone close) gives me problem, I will chill myself by remembering back this quote. So, yeah. I shall tell ibu the same thing. So when I give her problems, it's because I still love her. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sometimes, I don't realise I actually raise my voice to her, or even talk to her in a bad tone. And after sometime then I feel bad. I felt sorry. Sometimes, even a smallest help and I can't give a hand. I think that's bad, right? Her advice... sometimes I don't even bother to hear. And the consequences... I'll have to bear myself. And sometimes I even made my friends more important than her. That's when I tend to follow my friends' words than my mum. Haiy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;There's just so many wrong things that I've done. Obviously kena salahkan syaitan. But, it's my fault too for listening to those penghuni neraka jahanam. Wahai anak-anak yang mempunyai ibu. Sesungguhnya syurga itu di bawah tapak kaki ibu. Janganlah menderhakai ibu. Hmmm... menjatuhkan air mata kesengsaraan ibu itu sudah boleh menjadikan kita anak derhaka. Apatah lagi benda lain yg... Kalau ibu suruh buat something and kita "tsk" saja dah berdosa, apatah lagi menjawab? Adui. Bnyk dosa aku rupanya ngan ibu. Kadang2 kita tk berjaya dgn apa2 kita lakukan kerana Allah tknk perkenankan doa ibu kita sedangkan doa ibu utk anak akan selalu Allah makbulkan. Tapi kerana anak yang derhaka, Allah jijik! Taubatlah wahai kawan2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Insya-Allah. I'll always try my best not to hurt and derhaka to ibu. Anak yang soleh dan solehah itulah yang membantu ibunya masuk ke syurga firdausi! Insya-Allah. Amin. So, that's all for this Mother's Day Edition. Happy Mother's Day Ibu! Hah. I even went to activate my main FB account to get that picture up there. I only had like less than 5 photos of ibu in FB. Heee. Tu pun semua ngan ayah. Hah. She alone mcm tkda. So yeah. FB deactivated back. OH! And I saw another one of my classmate who is starting to wear tudung already! I'm sooo happy for her! Really. Now, in my class two people already starting to wear tudung. Left with 3 more. Me and my other friends shall give these 3 more positive influence, aye? Insya-Allah. Amin! :D Oh, and you know what? Suddenly my hp is back to normal. Except that there's this one thing yg tknk hilang. :( Tapi yg lain2 semua dah okay. Suddenly sia. Baik! Lol. I think because I was talking to my hp and ask it to be back to normal. xD Terus dia jadi baik. Sbb if not I had to change back to my spare phone. Sbb hp LG tkleh on balik. After few hours, then baru leh on balik. So, change back. Abih suddenly hang lagi pastu kena tukar spare phone balik. The time when I hate to text people. The phone sooo irritating!!! Dia punya silent mode tk silent langsung! Tsk. And btw. Ibu kept talking to me about these votes thingy. Omg! Please. I don't understand a single thing about this politics thing. Although I'm a JC student, and I'm supposed to know. -.- Tkpa, tk kisah! Tk heran. Seriously! But then, I told ibu that in 5 years time I'm going to be one of the candidate for Vote Singapore 2016 utk Sembawang GRC. HAHAHA! Nk siapkan $20, 000 from now! HAHAHA! Cam paham sio aku! Lol. K, dah. Nk tidur! Eyes watery already sbb tengok laptop lama2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.: I think it's unfair to me. You said I'm bad? I'm cruel? Why must you people judge me by the decisions I make, and never ever think about the options that I had to choose from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1818027090958838201?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1818027090958838201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1818027090958838201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/let-refining-and-improving-of-your-own.html' title='Let the refining and improving of your own life keeps you so busy that you have little time to criticize others.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLpOzxzYibE/TcXWIygFBRI/AAAAAAAACCU/N91_MPF6bMI/s72-c/mothersday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-610987053234965653</id><published>2011-05-01T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:51:57.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, you try your hardest but things don't work out the way you want to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxIyf-6pvE4/Tb0QlAh4WQI/AAAAAAAACCM/inBdbPBDJ0o/s1600/SHA46.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxIyf-6pvE4/Tb0QlAh4WQI/AAAAAAAACCM/inBdbPBDJ0o/s400/SHA46.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601651739502074114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Had spent an hour blogging. But, I'm still gonna blog here again anyway. I don't know what to say. Basically, I'm just bored. Didn't go for tuition just now. Sick. Cough is seriously getting worse. Yeah. Hmmm... yeah, Happy Labour Day! Uhm, yay-ness. No school tmr. Yeah, that's all. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-610987053234965653?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/610987053234965653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/610987053234965653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-you-try-your-hardest-but.html' title='Sometimes, you try your hardest but things don&apos;t work out the way you want to.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxIyf-6pvE4/Tb0QlAh4WQI/AAAAAAAACCM/inBdbPBDJ0o/s72-c/SHA46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1559525286591812276</id><published>2011-04-30T19:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T20:01:50.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope is some extraordinary spiritual grace that God gives us to control our fears, not to oust them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kkIyBVOLro0/Tbv2EDwVk1I/AAAAAAAACCE/SF2dNjB6Xfc/s1600/SHA45.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kkIyBVOLro0/Tbv2EDwVk1I/AAAAAAAACCE/SF2dNjB6Xfc/s400/SHA45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601341111153300306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. I'm freaking tired. Just reached home. Gonna sleep. I'm officially sick! And therefore I'm feeling so weak. I'm just too stressed up with so many things; studies, relationship, friends, parents, siblings! Omg! I'm really exhausted and I feel like breaking down any soon. All J2s are experiencing... how should I say... different kind of stress syndromes. Some are going crazy. I'm not kidding. They're literally crazy! Some have gone sick for sooo many days. As for myself, I've been coughing for more than a week. It wasn't worse at first. But now, damn worse. My voice like rock like that. Serak sio. Nk berbual pun sakit. Adui. Many kinds. Oh, and another one for me, my lips starts to bleed again. This is me since my O's days. I can have lips bleeding and cough. If not cough flu, if not flu, cough. And it will like continue for more than a week or twice. Rabak! I mean obviously I'm not the only like this. Almost all my friends. And my bestfriend. :( Hers was worse case. I hope everything is fine. I hope I can help her as much as I could. Pity her much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, I went to the lib to do some work. ALRIGHT, I HATE THIS! The laptop is lagging! Gah. So, as I was saying, went to the lib to do some work. But took such a long time to do karangan ekspositori. Haiy. 3 hours sio. Exam is only 1 and a half hour sio. Hmmm... but, it's okay, I'm trying to do some quality work here. So, it's fine. Oh, and there's this someone random who came to me and said, "Hey. I can see that you love pink!" HAHA! :D Lol. Omg! So random. It's kinda weird and freaky that guy. Then I realised I was holding on to my handphone with a pink thingy hanging, holding on to my pink wallet. My brooches were all pink. Hmmm... and I think my clothes wasn't pink, but dark red. Lol. My watch and bracelet were pink too. Yeah... thank goodness I wear my "ribbon" ring instead of my another pink ring, kalau tk mmg lah minah pink. Lol lol. Ohhh yeah, my heart-shaped bracelet pecah. :( Very sad sia. It's so nice. Hmmm... nvm. Gonna asked Shulhan to buy for me again. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. Before that, my picture up there. Sedih sia. :( Because... see my eyes ah, the eye circles so obvious liao. Not pretty already. Hmmm... anyway, ibu also did said that I've went sooo cengkung! Adui. K, whatever. So, that's all for today lah. Seriously freaking need a rest. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1559525286591812276?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1559525286591812276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1559525286591812276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/hope-is-some-extraordinary-spiritual.html' title='Hope is some extraordinary spiritual grace that God gives us to control our fears, not to oust them.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-kkIyBVOLro0/Tbv2EDwVk1I/AAAAAAAACCE/SF2dNjB6Xfc/s72-c/SHA45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-5974360118227389791</id><published>2011-04-29T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T19:30:06.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. I'm sooo sick and tired of all these shits! Bleah, whatever. I'm so mad. And I don't give a fucking bullshit to it anymore. Okay, fish it, people! And, someone, make my day please! Bleah. Whatever. Had blog. So, not gonna blog so much here. K bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-5974360118227389791?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5974360118227389791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5974360118227389791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-493163051672912302</id><published>2011-04-28T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:28:09.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not afraid to take the risks. Sometimes I'm just too afraid that it wouldn't be worth it in the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. I blogged just to say that I really don't feel like myself lately. Why?! Omg, why?! Tsk. Can't even complete my essay. Essay that is supposed to be done in 30 mins. I've took from magrib until now, 10+. And I'm still left with 2 paragraphs. -.- Tsk. K bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-493163051672912302?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/493163051672912302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/493163051672912302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-not-afraid-to-take-risks-sometimes.html' title='I&apos;m not afraid to take the risks. Sometimes I&apos;m just too afraid that it wouldn&apos;t be worth it in the end.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-6857579889028828861</id><published>2011-04-27T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:05:21.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer is the cure for a lost soul, confused mind, and a broken heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Hmmm... don't know why I'm blogging now. My head is thinking about a lot of stuff. So, I must not be bored. And I got a lot of stuff to do as well. So, I'm not free either. So, I think I'm blogging because I'm not in the mood. I feel so sad. :( For don't know what reason. I feel weak. I don't feel like myself. *sighs* Don't know lah why. Just very sad lah. Someone cheer me up. I need a huggg! I feel so... okay, this is wow. Am listening to Superhuman by Chris Brown and Keri Hilson. And Brown's first few lines of the lyrics before Hilson's kinda explain what I'm feeling right now. K, whatever. Gonna continue my work. And try to stay focused. Too many things in my head. So many problems. :( How to study like this? Haiyo. Alright, till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-6857579889028828861?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6857579889028828861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6857579889028828861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/prayer-is-cure-for-lost-soul-confused.html' title='Prayer is the cure for a lost soul, confused mind, and a broken heart.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1413645873650626769</id><published>2011-04-24T19:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T19:59:11.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, it's not the dream that keeps you going.. but the company that supports and helps you go through everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Lol. Edited the post options for the previous to yesterday's date although it's actually it's today's date at midnight. Haha. Just because I want to blog now. Heh. Basically, I'm just bored. I finished all my work already. And I don't know what to do. Heh. So, below is a spilled milo. But, guess what? It's fake! Seriously, cheat my feelings only. Hahaha. Look at the picture below it. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epDRbT_LAjE/TbQE6ckXHdI/AAAAAAAACBs/FJ8vliKnNik/s1600/IMG004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epDRbT_LAjE/TbQE6ckXHdI/AAAAAAAACBs/FJ8vliKnNik/s400/IMG004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599105638875995602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OBuOZ7wOd1Q/TbQE6U6f11I/AAAAAAAACBk/OxQbQB7q8dE/s1600/IMG005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OBuOZ7wOd1Q/TbQE6U6f11I/AAAAAAAACBk/OxQbQB7q8dE/s400/IMG005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599105636821358418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Cool kan? Hahaha. So, actually, yesterday we learned about forensic stuff. About what people usually do in the crime labs, how they handle DNA and stuff like that. Omg, it's damn cool and sooo interesting. Step feeling dlm CSI jap. HAHA! And kat bawah ni I did a coded message yesterday night. Case dah boring sngt. Nothing to do. Yes, I don't seems busy this week. Very slack. Lol. I can't focus so much this week. So, I shall just rest my mind lah. Nk bljr tkleh. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-633oaRO1w9g/TbQE6Ln2fVI/AAAAAAAACBc/U3vp6s5eYTA/s1600/code.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-633oaRO1w9g/TbQE6Ln2fVI/AAAAAAAACBc/U3vp6s5eYTA/s400/code.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599105634327231826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... will post this in FB soon. Wonder who will be able to solve it. It's a love message, anyway. Hehehehe. Yeah, it's not that easy. Quite tricky. But, it's fun and interesting though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yeah, so I'm still bored. I don't want to know stop blogging. So... what shall I say? Hmmm... ah, you know what? Maths is now not maths. -.- HAHA. Look at my maths assignment below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EzYcLDx8NMM/TbQE6AkMndI/AAAAAAAACBU/HbcIoOLjivo/s1600/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EzYcLDx8NMM/TbQE6AkMndI/AAAAAAAACBU/HbcIoOLjivo/s400/IMG003%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599105631359114706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Not kidding. This is H2 Mathematics! Haha. But guess what? I prefer this kind of Maths lor, rather than numbers. Kinda paradox. But... yeah. Hahaha. Maybe because I'm naturally an art/language students who is more good at words than numbers. Lol. And maths is the most stressful subject in school. They're so forward-looking. The teachers always plans things really fast. -.- June hols have to be prepared to come back for tests and consultations. Damn! Don't give chance sio. *sighs* What to do? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, yeah lah. Nothing much to say. Gonna wear my face mask soon. And sleep early because my head is giddy. I think I ate too much durians. Seriously. I really ate a lot sio. I think today I ate more durians than rice. Imagine? Adui. K, whatever. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1413645873650626769?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1413645873650626769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1413645873650626769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-its-not-dream-that-keeps-you.html' title='Sometimes, it&apos;s not the dream that keeps you going.. but the company that supports and helps you go through everything.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-epDRbT_LAjE/TbQE6ckXHdI/AAAAAAAACBs/FJ8vliKnNik/s72-c/IMG004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-6317941286420017841</id><published>2011-04-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:55:29.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A person who never learned to appreciate you is exactly the same person who will never learn to love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoF31Zs5NDc/TbL5LQZ5VgI/AAAAAAAACAs/QMb09Pczazo/s1600/obor4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoF31Zs5NDc/TbL5LQZ5VgI/AAAAAAAACAs/QMb09Pczazo/s400/obor4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598811258552407554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3je8nHuPxk/TbL5LYPx1sI/AAAAAAAACAk/AJwh0lO-EFU/s1600/obor1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3je8nHuPxk/TbL5LYPx1sI/AAAAAAAACAk/AJwh0lO-EFU/s400/obor1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598811260657456834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. I know I very random by posting those photos up there. But then, I suddenly feel like I'm missing Kem Obor. Lol. Seriously. Entah eh. Don't know what makes me suddenly missed it. Heh. I think, probably because when I went to Sci Centre just now, it reminds me of the time I went to Body Worlds with BH. Hehehe. Fun ah. Syiok gila! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, anyway, yeah... went Sci Centre just now with all Bio students. It was fun. And one paiseh-ed thing happened At Macs. :/ Tsk. I think if one day that there's no paiseh thing that I'll do, I'll really break a record. But, will that happen? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Whatever it is, I'm not going to talk much also. It's midnight now. And I want to sleep. Lol. Saturday! I love Saturday! My only slacking day of the week. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, till then. Bye! Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-6317941286420017841?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6317941286420017841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/6317941286420017841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/person-who-never-learned-to-appreciate.html' title='A person who never learned to appreciate you is exactly the same person who will never learn to love you.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-ZoF31Zs5NDc/TbL5LQZ5VgI/AAAAAAAACAs/QMb09Pczazo/s72-c/obor4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1989289446982053853</id><published>2011-04-22T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:40:58.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful people don't give up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Been blogging since yesterday? And here, blogging again. Hmmm... very stress already lah! Gaduh and gaduh and gaduh. Incessant quarreling. Tk tahu smpi bila. -.- Seriously, stress! Gah! Can I shout? Can I cry? Just anything that can just get all these things out of my head? Please! Grrr! I don't know whom I should be mad with? Myself? Him? All these circumstances? Syaitan dongol? I don't know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And I don't know what more am I supposed to do? Oh, whatever lah! I'm tired. I seriously need some peace. I need to ease my mind from all these. Oh yes! I almost forgot that I'm going out the whole day tomorrow. I'll just forget about all these! Kat rumah ni pun mcm apa! Yg memekak lain, yg berleter non-stop lain. Bingit. No one gonna berleter or whatever to me tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K dah. Whatever lah. Aku tidur pun bagus! Bingit2 pun buat dosa je. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1989289446982053853?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1989289446982053853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1989289446982053853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/successful-people-dont-give-up.html' title='Successful people don&apos;t give up.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-4381840650810017354</id><published>2011-04-17T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:38:31.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always difficult times before good times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1iVhmWbOIY0/TaqRzUGkYsI/AAAAAAAACAc/fMvw8t74tAA/s1600/SHA44.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1iVhmWbOIY0/TaqRzUGkYsI/AAAAAAAACAc/fMvw8t74tAA/s400/SHA44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596445797716878018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Before I forgot, I'm listening to one of my all-time favourite song now. ^^ Padahal dah lama ni lagu, still love it - Superhuman by Chris Brown Ft. Keri Hilson. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lol. So, actually, I was bored now. :( Nothing to do. I've been quite efficient this week. I've finished all my homeworks by Friday night. Imagine? I'm sooo "free" during weekends. But, obviously, I don't mean free to slack. -.- At last I have time to do my own revision lor! I've never ever revised my work since pri sch, until sec sch, and even until JC1. Hehehehe. If got exam, I study the day before or at least a few days before. Hehehe. And my revision = doing hmwk. So, I seldom revise on my own accord. But, this time round, tkmau mcm2 ah! Hmwk and revision, I mean real revision must do! After starting my Sastera revision yesterday, then I realised I got so much to catch up. :/ Whole day sio I spent with novel Restu. Whoa. But still not finished yet. And today, I'm done with GP essays. And I got nothing to do now. *sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Merepek sia. Tkda kerja, sighs. Ada kerja pun sighs. HAHA! You know what? I thought ayah and ibu gonna scold me after they got back from PTM yesterday. But then... wah! Baik ah! They told me that they're proud of me, cause teacher said that I'm one of top students of the cohort. Hehehe. Padahal results mcm haprak eh. It's because teachers intentionally marked in a more stricter way so that we get bad results. -.- So that we don't be complacent ah. Yeah, bagus ah. With my 'DUDDE' results (mcm cool gitu), I'm still scared ah. Seram oi. Tapi tu ah, at least ayah and ibu tk bising. So, advantage dia is tk kena marah. Laptop, hp semua tk kena rampas. I'm a bit free. Hehe. Tapi... expectations... WHOA! Ibu yg dah bagus2 tk expect bnyk2 dah expect bnyk2. Ayah yg dah mmg expect high, apa lagi? Lagi high ah. Gila semua A?! Adui. Stress eh? Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tapi tkpa, tknk stress sngt2. Too stress is not good. Too slack also not good. Anything that has the word "too" is not good. It's excess! LOL. This reminds me of my loyar buruk in GP class. Mr Yip was saying about the word "too" and what not. Saying that it's not good lah whatever. It's like if you're clever, it's good and if you're too clever, it's not good. "Too" always signals something negative. And I was like, "What about the too in 'I love you too'? It can't be negative. The "too" here is good!" HAHAHA! K lame, I know. HAHA. But anyway, sesungguhnya, kesederhanaan itu lebih afdhal. Then results pun sederhana ah gitu, kan? CHEH! Hahaha. Alah, aslkan I've tried my very best. That's most important. :) Gonna adopt a healthy lifestyle from now onwards. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I realised one thing last Thurs. I was sooo tired, exhausted. No mood and everything. So much problems. And my classmates asked me to play with them games since we had passed our NAPHA. But, I seriously got no mood. :( I feel like there's a big burden on my shoulders and I want to let it all out! Like memberontak. So, I decided to run for PE. Lol? Tk kasi lari, nk lari. Dah kasi main, nk lari plak. Itulah Shabirah. :) Pelik tapi benar. HAHA! K, whatever. So, as I was saying, I ran for PE. Ran 2.4km. Since Rafidah have not passed her NAPHA, I then decided to run and paced with her to push her. And guess what? After that 2.4km run, I feel sooo freshed! Tiba-tiba mcm high. And I concentrate damn well in class. Until petang hor! Baik! Seriously. Tambah plak I go bath and wet my hair everything after PE. So, I was a bit wet when I went for Bio tutorial. Because I didn't bring towel. xD Anyway, mmg tk pernah bawak towel pun pe gi sch. Lol lol. Next Tues... PE tknk lari. Dah petang. Next Thurs nk lari lagi. Mcm best gitu. Heh heh. And then every Sat morning lepas Subuh pun nk gi jogging! Either at Fushan Garden or Woodlands Stadium. Or follow Kakak to gym. She always go gym. And then, go back home. Then go mug in library!!! I've new daily weekend plan now. Hehehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. So, till then lah. Gonna update if I'm bored again like this. So, till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-4381840650810017354?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4381840650810017354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/4381840650810017354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/theres-always-difficult-times-before.html' title='There&apos;s always difficult times before good times.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-1iVhmWbOIY0/TaqRzUGkYsI/AAAAAAAACAc/fMvw8t74tAA/s72-c/SHA44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7230245199162792127</id><published>2011-04-15T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T14:34:20.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's important is not what happens to us, but how we respond to what happens to us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Hmmm... just 5 days not blogging. And this is equivalent to the number of days I started my "real" revision. I mean... before this I'm still a bit slacked. But, after getting my BT results back... I'm really really determined to focus. Deactivated FB and stuff like that. Seriously put aside all distractions. I thought things will be easier, but it don't seems to though. So, what am I supposed to do? Just 5 days you know. What if 50 days? Oh nooo! I cannot imagine lah. I very stress already. Firstly is of course about my studies. Just look how much I've dropped from Summer Test (May 2010) to Mid-Course (Nov 2010) to Block Test (Mar 2011).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3I6k65TwfEU/TafeDkyiWxI/AAAAAAAACAU/cdcL2pSf96A/s1600/IMG001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3I6k65TwfEU/TafeDkyiWxI/AAAAAAAACAU/cdcL2pSf96A/s400/IMG001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595685215027747602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRM_ahou9sM/TafeDniXHKI/AAAAAAAACAM/VKZyKSSCdNI/s1600/IMG002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRM_ahou9sM/TafeDniXHKI/AAAAAAAACAM/VKZyKSSCdNI/s400/IMG002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595685215765208226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wyVfM9l6Vg/TafeDUpRlFI/AAAAAAAACAE/UmNw5WbyFUo/s1600/IMG003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wyVfM9l6Vg/TafeDUpRlFI/AAAAAAAACAE/UmNw5WbyFUo/s400/IMG003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595685210693932114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Slight decrease from Summer Test to Mid-Course. Explainable due to the increase in standards. But, from Mid-Course to Block Test. Such a drastic deterioration! So, teachers are really worrying about me. And myself? Of course I'm double worried for myself lah! Cause at the end of the day, it's me taking the A's and not my teachers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Gah! Nk cabut ni kepala pastu hentak kepala ni kat tembok, boleh? Adui. Stress gila. I swear this is 10 times more stress than O's days. Omg! Mcm nk mati ah. Astaghfirullahalazim. ARGHHH!!! I want to let this feelings all out, can?! Bodoh, lama2 boleh jadi gila seh. I'm just pressurised with EVERYTHING! My pressure comes from all angle. Enough to complete 360 degree. -.- Like seriously. Not trying to exaggerating. But then, I really cannot take it sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Had Sastera consultation with Cikgu Hani just now. So, as usual... teachers always "mengumpat" about students in their staffroom. And she was saying that all my subject teachers had said something about me to her. Wahlauweh. Mr Azahar was telling Cikgu Hani that I was H1 Bio top student and I'm the hope for H1 Bio. Tk ke mati aku? BT je D. Ni Mr Azahar nk hope on me for an A. Whoa! Cikgu Hani lagi lah tambah! "Ahhh, tengok tu. Awk harapan Mr Azahar tau. Awk skrg dah tkleh aim utk pass je eh. Awk kena aim utk dpt straight A's. Saya nk awk dpt scholarship kat Uni nnt." Adui. Smiling to Cikgu Hani. Dlm hati aku, hanya Tuhan sajalah yang tahu. And Cikgu siap ckp MLL aku no hal for A. Adui. Takuuut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm so scared I couldn't do it. Ms Naf is expecting me to get A for geog already. Mr Azahar is expecting me to get A for Bio. Cikgu Hani is expecting me to get A for MLL. Maths? Ms Wong is expecting me to get A, or at least a B. GP... entah eh. Haha. Ms Yap expect me to get A for PW too. Alhamdulillah. Made it. One mission accomplised. Now, 5 more subjects. Adui. And hey, 42 is so far from 70 to enter Uni. Howww?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And btw, that BT results, I still haven't show ayah and ibu eh. Mati aku gini. Mlm ni confirm kena tunjuk jugak sbb besok is Parent-Teacher Meeting. And ayah confirmed is going to me my CT and all subject teachers. -.- Just hope that he won't take drastic actions on me. Cause my results were also quite drastic. Hope he won't confiscate this laptop, or my hp because there's wifi. No "No TV rules" like last time. :( And no going out and everything. Oh nooo! I might as well kill myself sio. No life! Ayah is just expecting so much from me. He's a Degree Holder. And obviously he expects me to be better than him. And I'm showing this shity results. How do you think he will react? Prelim 1 is my chance to show I'm capable of doing better. And I'm really gonna go for it. Yes, nothing's impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Another thing that sadden me is that I'm not on good terms with my Bf. :( I understand and admit it's my fault for being too busy. It kind of kills me inside because this happened on his birthday today. The guilt... it's pressuring me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;See what I mean... my pressure comes from all angle. And I don't know sometimes how to satisfy everyone. Do I look like a robot? I'm not a robot that can produce all A without hard work, or just my brain. No? I'm no perfect and I disappoint people. I live to satisfy people? Have anyone ever thought whether or not I think about my own satisfaction? GAH! Stress lah! Grrr! Entah nk pekik, entah nk nangis! I don't know. I just need to let this burden out. And I just hope someone could just understand me. But, there's no one. Astaghfirullahalazim! Ya Allah, tenangkanlah hatiku. Berikan aku kesabaran dan kecekalan. Oh yes, hanya Allah sajalah yg tahu apa yg aku rasa dan lalui ni. No one else knows how is it to be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dah lah. Whatever it is... I'll still try my best to think positive! Ini semua cobaan. Sebelum menikmati kejayaan, kita mesti susah-susah dahulu. K! I will remember this! And last, but never the least. A Happy 17th B'day to my dearest Bf, Khidhir! I'm sincerely sorry for not being able to be a good Gf to you - causing problems on your b'day lagi - such disappointment to you. I know. And yes, I'm too busy. But that doesn't mean I'm loving you any lesser just because I can't spend so much time with you. I don't know what more can I say or do because I still can't promise you that I will have more time for you now since I'm being frank with you that for now studies is really my priority most (not all) of the time, but I promise that I'll always try to make time for you no matter how busy I am, even it's just a little time. Okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So that's all lah for now. Bye. Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7230245199162792127?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7230245199162792127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7230245199162792127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-important-is-not-what-happens-to.html' title='What&apos;s important is not what happens to us, but how we respond to what happens to us.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-3I6k65TwfEU/TafeDkyiWxI/AAAAAAAACAU/cdcL2pSf96A/s72-c/IMG001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2536199068502323101</id><published>2011-04-10T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:23:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge raises the low, but ignorance brings down the mighty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) How's day? Blog because I'm in the mood of blogging. And this is my 400th post. Lol. Lepas ni confirm, double confirm, dah tkleh blog bnyk2. Heh. I think ah. Lol. So, just now went for hair spa/treatment at this hair saloon in JB. Syiok. Sedap sikit kepala. And now my hair smells sooo nice and soft. And I super love the soft curls at the bottom! Ahhh! I like! ^^ Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And just now... there's 3 epic moments. -.- Paiseh gila nk mampus eh seriously. Adui. K tkpa. Malas nk ckp. Ibu called me to do something. So, pendek gila lah ni blog. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: Perempuan yang suci ialah perempuan yang dijaga oleh Allah, tidak sedikit pun Allah membenarkan mana-mana lelaki menyentuh dirinya walaupun hatinya kerana Allah menyayanginya. Tetapi andai kita bergelumang dengan cinta lelaki, di mana Allah untuk menjaga kita? Jika Allah datangkan kesedaran dalam diri supaya meninggalkan cinta seorang lelaki, bermakna Allah mahu kita kembali dijagaNya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2536199068502323101?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2536199068502323101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2536199068502323101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/knowledge-raises-low-but-ignorance.html' title='Knowledge raises the low, but ignorance brings down the mighty.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-8073324002085101</id><published>2011-04-09T18:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T18:58:01.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success is never final, failure is never fatal. It's courage that counts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mnOJTng33eo/TaA6gAMXMaI/AAAAAAAAB_k/ZYaQxapfD3Q/s1600/hot.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mnOJTng33eo/TaA6gAMXMaI/AAAAAAAAB_k/ZYaQxapfD3Q/s400/hot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593535058676232610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) Yes, I'm blogging again this week. Heh. If not because of the PW results yesterday, I might not be blogging yesterday and today. But, I'm just so in the mood to let my happiness out in this blog. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, just now... we met Miss Yap. I hope it's not for the last time. We only met her for a while only. Lesser than 30 minutes. It feels like 3 mins. Mana tknya? I've been spending my entire JC1 with her. She's just sooo close to me. And just now, before she go off to meet her boyfriend... how can she pentingkan her boyfriend more than us?! HAHA. I thought she's the kind of person who won't have a boyfriend. Cause she is so anti-guys lor! Seriously. Picky. Such a perfectionist! Lol. K, whatever. So, as I was saying... before she was rushing off to meet her boyfriend, we hugged her. Yes, I was the last one to hug. Cause I'm like the closest one to her. Hehe. Lama tau hug! And then I cried. :'( Cause I really really cannot control. I've tried and forced myself supaya jangan nangis. Cause it's like in front of the public. So, this just means one thing. I'm really really sad! Ahhh! I'm gonna miss her damn a lot like hell. Seriously. Sometimes, when I'm too stressed, she'll be the person I texted late nights while doing reports... she's the person when I can complain almost anything, about my group members semua tknk buat kerja. WAH! I really really very sad. And she's so caring. How can I simply forget someone who have been sooo caring towards me?! Nooo! I appreciate everything she had done for me. Today, in fact, after getting the results, I realised I should thank her for all those scoldings and pressure. She pushed me hard enough. Actually, I don't believe that I really cried outside of Burger King. Mcm Miss Yap tu nk tinggalkan aku buat selama-lamanya gitu. Lol. Padahal she's just teaching in PJC now. Will meet up with her after A-Level. Will definitely keep in touch with her!!! Like how I'm still keeping in touch with my pri sch form teacher. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, pictures will be uploaded once I received them. As for now, till then. Gonna continue study. Haven't finished my work in the lib just now. Wanted to study until 1pm. But, ended up finishing about 12 noon. Because I decided to go and find something for Miss Yap with Shikin. :) Lol. It's sooo cute. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh btw. The picture above... HOT! Hahaha! xD Spent a lot of time at ToysRUs. Lol. Had a great time with Shikin, Adilah, Qaisurah, Ain and Syazza! Kekek ttm! Also, we ate at Texas Chicken. Something happened. I think I very slenger. :( *sighs* Lol. But, really had fun just now. Lepas nangis ketawa ah kan. OH, pastu ada sale tau! And then got this dress, sumpah lawa gila eh. Colour pink. A very light, soothing pink. I WANT! 30 bucks. Had 50 bucks in my wallet, but I say to myself, I really need to control before I become pokai again. :( OH, AND MISS YAP GAVE US SOMETHING! SO COOL, MAN! Lol. Padahal tk cool nah ah. Heh. Cuma, I just appreciate what she gives, because to me the thought that counts. Correct? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, till then lah. Hehe. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-8073324002085101?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8073324002085101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/8073324002085101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/success-is-never-final-failure-is-never.html' title='Success is never final, failure is never fatal. It&apos;s courage that counts.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-mnOJTng33eo/TaA6gAMXMaI/AAAAAAAAB_k/ZYaQxapfD3Q/s72-c/hot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1481378859319322912</id><published>2011-04-08T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T17:10:48.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing your destination is half the journey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJveBp3ZZ-g/TZ7KoYXhdBI/AAAAAAAAB_c/btTfr032q2g/s1600/Capture1.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJveBp3ZZ-g/TZ7KoYXhdBI/AAAAAAAAB_c/btTfr032q2g/s400/Capture1.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593130582325425170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ASSALAMUALAIKUM! :D I'm sooo happy! Because I have a good news! I got an A for PW! Syukur alhamdulillah! :DDD Sungguh happy sangat2! As for my group members, only me and Syazza got an A. To Shikin and Jeslyn, B is still a good grade though. Just think positive and continue to strive better for the other subjects because that's the most important thing for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You know... I just think that all my efforts on doing this project have been paid! I can still remember how much I struggle to meet deadlines and what not. Holding the responsibilities as a leader as well. It was so pressurising. But, at last, I still made it. I remember when I was always alone doing the work and my group members slacking, but I'm still patient with them. Syazza, congratulations for getting an A. I think you deserve it lah although you have not been doing so much. Actually... I took back my complain about you. And that's why you don't get you red form. :) I realise that I should be more professional and not mix personal stuff with this group project. I may not like your personality. You've always caused me trouble. Kept me waiting until late night for not sending me documents... and still I don't receive it that night. I always get scolded by Miss Yap just because of you! I'm mad. I conplained to Miss Yap about you. As a leader, I think it's my responsibility to report you. But... at last, I took back my complain. I decided to give you the last chance. And thank goodness. You were really putting in your very best effort towards the end. And I decided to give you more leeway because you're not as privilege as us. You're staying in JB and what not. So... I decided to be more tolerant about that. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Whatever it is, I've seen the result. Being patient, being tolerant, or whatever, akhirnya tetap akan ada hasil. Syukur alhamdulillah. :) I really love them all! Ahhh, so happy. I don't believe I can actually endure a full 9 months with PW! Imagine, this project is like my baby!!! "Carrying" it with me for 9 months! Adui. Betapa sengsara dan merananya hidup dengan PW. Akhirnya, "beranak" juga aku! LEGA OI!!! DPT A! HAHAHAHAHA! xD Shabirah dah merepek. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But seriously, if to come and think about it again kan, nk buat project ni betul2 memerlukan hati yang cekal dan tabah. Kesabaran yang teguh. Whoa! Tk tidur malam sbb asik nk kena berjaga je. Seriously cobaan berat buat PW. Many might thing this is just a normal freaking project. But to those who really experience this... they will understand what I'm trying to say. This project is really like my baby! And I love my baby! Now, it's born. xD LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, I've been talking about PW since just now. I'm really happy. Hanya Allah sahaja lah tahu betapa gembira hatiku. I literally cried when I got this results. And especially after I saw Rafidah cried. Awww... tears of happiness. I hope the same thing will happen again next year when I'm getting back my full A-Level Cert.. :) Insya-Allah. Amin. So, tomorrow will be meeting dearest Miss Yap! I want to hug her! I miss her so much. I want to thank her so much. I really appreciate all her scoldings. She has made me grow as a person also and as a leader! I love her sooo much! I don't know how I can show my love for her, but I really love her! Org yg selalu marah2 kita, maki hamun kita, dialah yg betul caring. Because she wants the best out of us. I love her, man! Lol. Awww... before I get so emo. I shall stop blogging and reproduce the Confidential Report for Miss Yap. PW dabis pun aku masih ditanggungjawabkan sebagai leader. -.- Masih kena ada kerja. HAHA! But, I really should be thankful for this opportunity of being able to be a leader. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K lah, dari tadi dah nk ckp bye. So, bye. Till then. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1481378859319322912?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1481378859319322912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1481378859319322912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/knowing-your-destination-is-half.html' title='Knowing your destination is half the journey.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-zJveBp3ZZ-g/TZ7KoYXhdBI/AAAAAAAAB_c/btTfr032q2g/s72-c/Capture1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1704342153944113385</id><published>2011-04-04T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T19:34:54.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The biggest lessons life can teach you comes from getting to know people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) I have 5 mins to blog. Alright. Basically. I think I'm not going to have time to blog. So, this blog MIGHT probably be a little bit dead from now on. I don't even have time to on it. No time for FB-ing, Twitter-ing and so on. Like seriously! Like today, I got no rest time! :( Surprisingly, I didn't tweet when I'm in school. Don't even have time to check hp lor. Sooo busy. Break time also need to eat quickly because there's just consultation after consultation for the different subjects. I'm seriously going to be a mugger from now on. Know nothing. Do nothing. EXCEPT MUGGING! Okay, so, I seriously won't entertain any shit. And focus! So, till then for now. Will blog whenever I'm really really free. So, byeee! Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1704342153944113385?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1704342153944113385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1704342153944113385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/biggest-lessons-life-can-teach-you.html' title='The biggest lessons life can teach you comes from getting to know people.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-43077662326936560</id><published>2011-04-03T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T13:50:25.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest gifts are not the material things you receive but the love you give, the friendship you share and the hope you inspire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUbCC_-FI2w/TZgFVZszW3I/AAAAAAAAB_U/q87V-U6M5Mg/s1600/IMG001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUbCC_-FI2w/TZgFVZszW3I/AAAAAAAAB_U/q87V-U6M5Mg/s400/IMG001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591224802614664050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) I really love to see nice skies. And if I can capture it, it'll be better. But sadly, the trees in front of the North Plaza Carpark blocked my view. And plus I'm using my hp camera. So the effect wasn't that good. Kalau dpt pki DSLR ke... WAH! Bestnya! I want DSLR!!! Definitely after A's. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, I blogged because I'm bored. Having migraine since yesterday. It's on off. But just now suddenly really bad liao. And to think again, bad headache probably because I've not had a proper meal since yesterday morning. So, yeah. Low blood pressure mah. *sighs* So, I'm fine now after had my lunch just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hmmm... I thought I wanted to say something. But, I forgot. Heh. Nvm then. Hmmm... very tired. And you know what? Lately, all teachers are saying that I'm blur. Even my tuition teacher just now. Abih dia tanya org psl poker card! Mana aku tahu! Pegang pun tk pernah! Alamak! Poker card questions are usually one of the most popular type of qns that Cambridge will give for Probability qns. So, Mr Rahamat was explaining to me about Probability and using the examples of poker cards. And he asked me this and that semua. And I'm like totally blank. How am I supposed to know that there are a total of 52 cards sio? Kalau monopoly ke Old Man ke... tu aku tahu lah! Ni... poker card. Pffft. Terus kena blur seh tadi. I don't even know what's Jack, King &amp;amp; Queen. And Ace. I know got hearts and diamonds only. Spades and... apa lagi satu tu... ahhh, club! I don't know about all that until only just now. So poor thing. Lol. So, just now was the first time I hold poker cards. I don't even know how to play. Mr Rahamat was like... "You don't play Solitaire eh? Nnt balik you main tu game!" HAHA! Nk main mcm mana kalau tk tahu? Lol lol. Very funny sio just now. He always laughed at me and I felt sooo pathetic sio. -.- Pffft! "Masya-Allah, dah JC pun masih nk kena pki calculator just to do simple subtraction." Ehhh, suka hati ah. Abih ada calculator buat apa sio? Irritating sio kadang2. Alamak. Haha. Tapi terpaksa ckp dlm hati je. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AND ANOTHER IRRITATING THING IS THAT, DRAMA TIKAR MENGKUANG HAMPARAN BULU!!! Walauweh, bingit sio baca tu drama! This drama is telling us not to kahwin dengan anak raja. After reading this pun mmg saya tk akan nk kahwin dengan anak raja. HAHA! In the first place, mcm ada anak raja nk aku jeee? HAHA! Ehhh, mana tahu? LOL. Tapi tknk! Tk guna. Seriously. Ada ke patut Putera tk benarkan isteri dia tu beranak until he reaches that place. Sbb adat raja ni is that diorang nk kena saksikan anak tu dilahirkan. Padahal bini dia dah tenat mcm nk pengsan pun dia suruh tunggu. Sbb ni adat. Bodoh kan? Geram seh. And then dah lah lmbt. Pastu si so-called secretary kata, dia lmbt sbb dia either ngah tidur, bersenam or main golf. Mcm wtf sio! Lagi geram aku baca. Jdi emotional gila sio baca ni buku. Geram betul!!! Then according to that story, at last bini ngan anak dia meninggal sbb anak tk cukup air, and the mother pun tk cukup air. Sedih ah pastu. AND THEN, anti-klimaks nk mampus. It was just a story of a father to a daughter who wanted to marry anak raja. So, the father is trying to advice not to marry anak raja then tu psl dia cerita gitu. Mcm puck! Kan? Kan? I super hate it sio. Everything was good and suddenly... merepek. Irritating muuuch! Lol. Kan, I'm always too emotional that smpi ke blog nk kena ckp! HAHA! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, so that's about it lah. Cuaca mendung. Mcm nk hujan. Gotta angkat kain hujan. Jemuran dan turuuun. Lol. Oh yeah, and Happy 14th Monthsary. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-43077662326936560?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/43077662326936560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/43077662326936560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/greatest-gifts-are-not-material-things.html' title='The greatest gifts are not the material things you receive but the love you give, the friendship you share and the hope you inspire.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-BUbCC_-FI2w/TZgFVZszW3I/AAAAAAAAB_U/q87V-U6M5Mg/s72-c/IMG001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-36593437850521063</id><published>2011-04-01T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:59:07.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't wish it were easier, wish you were better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) How's day? I think I kinda miss blogging. Heh. This is my 395th post. Lol. Hmmm... nothing much to say. Just that I really screwed my BT. Worst is my GP. U! Hmmm... the only subject that I fail. Lol. This has been the pattern since I'm in sec sch lor. English cannot pass one! Lol. Pessimistic sio aku. Lol. But, Ms Wong said that BT results does not reflect your capability because... I also forgot why. But anyway, it made my day. :))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, I'm a bit pokai now. Spend quite a lot... on something. Heh. No more spending for me this month! No! No! No! Must start saving up back. So, yeah. I also very lazy to talk much. Till then. below are some pictures with my classmates and Shamimah, classmate for Geog and Maths only. Heh. Miss them sooo much lor! Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNqpvZDChsU/TZV1GBGXEPI/AAAAAAAAB_M/uNKYX7_qLjw/s1600/geog28.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNqpvZDChsU/TZV1GBGXEPI/AAAAAAAAB_M/uNKYX7_qLjw/s400/geog28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590503258685116658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2cecSXWvRo/TZV0rrOvSTI/AAAAAAAAB_E/IgRNjrqPQnk/s1600/geog02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2cecSXWvRo/TZV0rrOvSTI/AAAAAAAAB_E/IgRNjrqPQnk/s400/geog02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590502806138079538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDe5oZEJuzo/TZV0rQH4DEI/AAAAAAAAB-8/7ZrUbTs3VRw/s1600/geog01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDe5oZEJuzo/TZV0rQH4DEI/AAAAAAAAB-8/7ZrUbTs3VRw/s400/geog01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590502798861536322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, till then. Ohhh! So, just now I went to the library, I borrowed 2 islamic books. Hehehe. It says that, "Membaca buku-buku Al-Hidayah, anda selangkah mendekati Allah." :) Insya-Allah. Amin. I don't know. I read the title of the books then I like already. First is Penyejuk Jiwa, cause I realised sometimes I'm mad like really mad mcm kena masuk syaitan gitu! Pastu the second book is Aku, Buku dan Cinta. :) Why I like this book? Because it teaches us how to love what we are studying so that we can be a more better/successful/clever person. Insya-Allah. So, till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-36593437850521063?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/36593437850521063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/36593437850521063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/04/assalamualaikum.html' title='Don&apos;t wish it were easier, wish you were better.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-wNqpvZDChsU/TZV1GBGXEPI/AAAAAAAAB_M/uNKYX7_qLjw/s72-c/geog28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-730288752537155722</id><published>2011-03-27T19:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:04:22.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your head and your heart going in the right direction and you will not have to worry about your feet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) So, I'm not going to blog long-long. I got sooo many work to be done by tmr. :( Oh nooo! Aiyoyo. Very tired liao. Since Thurs. *sighs* And below are pictures from yesterday event. Great! At first, I wasn't positive about winning the competition. Until IJC got into finals. I decided to put my heart to it. Heh. Sbb mcm dah finals. So just do it once and for all. One key factor why we won is because we had fun together on the stage. I think that's the most important thing in a competition. Unlike MWTI, they were so stressed out. That's not the way how the game is played. But anyway, whatever it is. Just go through the photos I randomly selected and post here. And therefore, they aren't in sequence. Heh. Have fun. :) More in FB. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpd-xvdjAIM/TY8h2yU3eYI/AAAAAAAAB-0/EeLv3aUEPpo/s1600/pp40.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpd-xvdjAIM/TY8h2yU3eYI/AAAAAAAAB-0/EeLv3aUEPpo/s400/pp40.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722887696021890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOLMM0PkNxA/TY8h2b-DnSI/AAAAAAAAB-s/3AKXr5g8IXE/s1600/pp45.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOLMM0PkNxA/TY8h2b-DnSI/AAAAAAAAB-s/3AKXr5g8IXE/s400/pp45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722881694768418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tEF0Gg0DCQ8/TY8h2AcM9MI/AAAAAAAAB-k/EWfcj3A0_9o/s1600/pp66.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tEF0Gg0DCQ8/TY8h2AcM9MI/AAAAAAAAB-k/EWfcj3A0_9o/s400/pp66.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722874305017026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2_kDPVZfD0/TY8h2EKVn9I/AAAAAAAAB-c/gb2pLOwEMLE/s1600/pp64.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2_kDPVZfD0/TY8h2EKVn9I/AAAAAAAAB-c/gb2pLOwEMLE/s400/pp64.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722875303829458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4epMHkFI91I/TY8h12X6hoI/AAAAAAAAB-U/KTK57vJNm4E/s1600/pp41.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4epMHkFI91I/TY8h12X6hoI/AAAAAAAAB-U/KTK57vJNm4E/s400/pp41.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722871602677378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qevOwNImNzM/TY8hFS_n-rI/AAAAAAAAB-M/CaE9NocyE94/s1600/pp49.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qevOwNImNzM/TY8hFS_n-rI/AAAAAAAAB-M/CaE9NocyE94/s400/pp49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722037471836850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2BIQfDq8tY/TY8hFFTWYtI/AAAAAAAAB-E/VJY1VJFhL0Y/s1600/pp16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2BIQfDq8tY/TY8hFFTWYtI/AAAAAAAAB-E/VJY1VJFhL0Y/s400/pp16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722033796473554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XTIJpShO1mw/TY8hE9emJ3I/AAAAAAAAB98/vCkJQrGx6iY/s1600/pp83.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XTIJpShO1mw/TY8hE9emJ3I/AAAAAAAAB98/vCkJQrGx6iY/s400/pp83.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722031696160626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQWZea5t2jY/TY8hEyqMT1I/AAAAAAAAB90/Dbw3aiJJKDI/s1600/pp08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQWZea5t2jY/TY8hEyqMT1I/AAAAAAAAB90/Dbw3aiJJKDI/s400/pp08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722028792008530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YqIQEZGsvQI/TY8hEi-mogI/AAAAAAAAB9s/rhMLPnLMEpQ/s1600/pp06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YqIQEZGsvQI/TY8hEi-mogI/AAAAAAAAB9s/rhMLPnLMEpQ/s400/pp06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588722024582652418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So yes, although I'm reserved. I'm still glad at the last moments I gave them some tema to practise berpantun. And I gave them about Percintaan, Pengorbanan Ibubapa and Persahabatan. And the tema yesterday was Setia Ku Korbankan. So, who we korbankan is our parents, family, negara, cinta, taulan dan sebagainya. I'm glad that they're well-prepared. :) Heh. Alhamdulillah. And the settings so cool kan. Duduk bersimpuh. Buat julung-julung kalinya saya ni jadi mcm perempuan melayu terakhir. Sungguh sopan dan santun. Hehehe. x) And IJC is the most simplest school. Unlike RP and MWTI, semua mcm sepasang2. Lol. Kalau I wear the baju putih eh, confirm dah sepasang ngan bdk MWTI sio. Lagipun lawa nah ah. Tknk ah lawa2. Lol. So, just simple je. Lol. So, now, I need to kanchiong doing hmwk. Till then. BYE! Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-730288752537155722?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/730288752537155722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/730288752537155722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/assalamualaikum_27.html' title='Keep your head and your heart going in the right direction and you will not have to worry about your feet.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpd-xvdjAIM/TY8h2yU3eYI/AAAAAAAAB-0/EeLv3aUEPpo/s72-c/pp40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-2144355657976315140</id><published>2011-03-25T08:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T09:22:06.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allah burdens a person not beyond his scope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bl1fQA1Dc_w/TYvuKhF5igI/AAAAAAAAB9k/UCUsyU-P9gk/s1600/SHA43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bl1fQA1Dc_w/TYvuKhF5igI/AAAAAAAAB9k/UCUsyU-P9gk/s400/SHA43.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587821627132447234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) I don't wish to blog actually cause I'm tired. Damn tired. But... I really wanted to say something that I can't simply say to people out there. Cause I'm afraid that they might not get my point. Anyway, I respect each others point of view. Allah cipta kita manusia berbeza-beza watak dan cara pemikiran. So, I shall just say here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, everyone is already aware of my new hair style. Cheh. Haha. And is kinda short that I don't need to tie it up. But... I still tied it up. Haha. And my friends are all all insisting me to just let it down cause it's nicer. Actually, true ah. xD I love my curls. NATURAL CURLS HOR! Bukan perm2 sio. Lol. Cheh bukan kerek, bersyukur dengan pemberian Allah. xD HAHA. Astaghfirullahalazim. Sesungguhnya aku tkleh riak kerana ini tetap hak Allah yg dia pinjamkan sementara kita masih hidup. Justeru itu, seharusnya kita memeliharanya dengan sebaik-baik mungkin. :) Therefore, I really really don't like to see people perming or straightening their hair. It's just sooo very the annoying to me lor! Seriously. K, whatever. But, my point here is not about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My point that I'm talking about here is aurat! I'm quite sad that I'm in a secular school instead of a madrasah. Because if I'm in a madrasah, I can wear my hijab 24 hours if I'm outside of home. But, mungkin ada hikmahlah kenapa tk dpt masuk Irsyad that time. Lol. So, therefore I think that since I'm without hijab cause I'm in a secular school, I still think that I have my own ways to protect my aurat. Because to me, aurat wanita is not just covering the parts of your body that are not meant to be seen by the non-muhrims. Lol. "Non-muhrims"? HAHA. There's such term? Lol. But, you should get what I mean. -.- Lol. But, aurat wanita is also like avoiding yourself from being attention of mens, of the opposite sex lah I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And hair! Rambut kaum wanita ni sebenarnya... boleh dijadikan senjata utk memikat hati lelaki. TO BE VERY FRANK, to me, girls with very long hair are hot and sexy! And obviously if they let it go and not tie it up, they'll look even sexier! Seriously. Haha. Tu psl... I wouldn't want a long hair, at least until... I finished my JC life. Lepas dabis A-level, I'm gonna keep my hair very very long and no one is able to see it except for my family members... and if I have jodoh in the future, my husband. And that's all! No others. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So yesterday after MLL, I let go of my hair cause all my 1042A minahs insist on it. -.- So, I quickly let go of my hair in M1-3 and they're like... "Shabirah, you should really let go of your hair and not tie it up!" BAIK! Diorang semua dah ckp gini, lagi aku tknk let it down! Ni semua bisikan syaitan. I don't care ah if I looked ugly or what because I tied up my short hair. xD Hehe. Alah, aslkan neat, okay pe. Tapi lagi bagus pun kalau buruk! At least tkda orang terpikat. xP HAHA! K, Shabirah dah merepek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And then, after they looked at it, suddenly a guy came in and unconsciously, I was quickly taking my rubber and tied my hair up. It was really unconscious! Until one my friend asked me why I did that. I was speechless. I also don't know why. Haha. Tk psl2 rambut aku jadi messy sbb ikat asl boleh. -.- Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, this friends of mine... they don't ever threaten to pull my rubberband hor. :( I really don't want let go my hair. But, I can't explain this to them. This is just my point of view. I really have great sensitivity to this word aurat. Maybe to them, it's nothing much. But to me, it's really a big deal. So yeah... I hope I can try to tell them. But, sometimes I think, people will hate me if I say like this... cause I'm just being too... mcm over gitu ah. So, I rather keep quiet. Lol. I hope that if I can respect their POV, so can they. I hope. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, till then. I think I've been talking like an ustazah. xD HAHA. But yeah, I'm very particular about aurat. Cause to me, aurat is more than just covering the relevant parts but also to avoid attention from the opposite sex. :) Wallahualam bisawab. Sesungguhnya yg terbaik itu dtg dari si Pencipta seluruh alam. Yg lemah itu dari yg tercipta dariNya. So, till then people. Akhirulkalam. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-2144355657976315140?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2144355657976315140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/2144355657976315140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/assalamualaikum_25.html' title='Allah burdens a person not beyond his scope.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-bl1fQA1Dc_w/TYvuKhF5igI/AAAAAAAAB9k/UCUsyU-P9gk/s72-c/SHA43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-5724624021725774937</id><published>2011-03-23T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:03:50.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) How's day? Mine was normal. And... quite boring. Had Bio and Geog paper today. Hmmm... no comment ah seriously. Lol. Nk kata susah, it's doable, tapi... mcm susah. So, should I say it's tricky? Lol. I really don't know. And guess what? Mr Azahar is hoping and relying on me to get A. :( How like this? Why you put so high hope on me? I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. :( *sighs* Haiyo. Bio test always scored A or full marks. Then Block Test suddenly... *sighs* Don't know lah. Adui. Oh btw. Below are some photos of my broken fan. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAe2zFFaMbA/TYnDJURKffI/AAAAAAAAB9U/ozAp94eva_Y/s1600/IMG001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAe2zFFaMbA/TYnDJURKffI/AAAAAAAAB9U/ozAp94eva_Y/s400/IMG001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587211377556749810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mL4o-lx_uDo/TYnDJOeQFgI/AAAAAAAAB9M/0virO18iqL8/s1600/IMG002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mL4o-lx_uDo/TYnDJOeQFgI/AAAAAAAAB9M/0virO18iqL8/s400/IMG002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587211376001029634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UwBRyz_X_kM/TYnDI7HXYxI/AAAAAAAAB9E/uv7PS2-8Fm8/s1600/IMG004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UwBRyz_X_kM/TYnDI7HXYxI/AAAAAAAAB9E/uv7PS2-8Fm8/s400/IMG004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587211370804765458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xcvk2q1kHPo/TYnDH4i7z5I/AAAAAAAAB88/_pBWkJfYuac/s1600/IMG005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xcvk2q1kHPo/TYnDH4i7z5I/AAAAAAAAB88/_pBWkJfYuac/s400/IMG005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587211352935223186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Now, room is damn hot like hell. K, hell is much much hotter. But, really very hot liao. Cannot sleep! Sbb mcm rimas gitu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And btw. Today I had 4 encounters with dogs. -.- 3 when I'm on my way to school. And 1 when I'm back home. And that's the worst when I got back home. I was laughed by a group of Qihua Pri students. -.- Bodoh nya tuan anjing. Ada dia takut2 kan aku ngan anjing dia. Dia lagi ckp, "Don't worry, he won't bite lah." Aku tahu lah dia tk gigit. Tapi, haram, kau apa tahu? Alamak. Siapa tk pekik then lari kan? Grrr!!! Kena ketawakan plak tu rabak2 ngan bdk2 kechik. It's like... aku dah tua-tua bangka takut anak anjing. Wth. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, tomorrow is my last paper for Block Test. Nothing to hooray about. I'm gonna relax a bit. After that, I'm preparing myself for Prelim 1 which is right after the June Hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, till then for now. All the best for my MLL paper tomorrow. Hehe. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-5724624021725774937?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5724624021725774937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5724624021725774937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/assalamualaikum_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-vAe2zFFaMbA/TYnDJURKffI/AAAAAAAAB9U/ozAp94eva_Y/s72-c/IMG001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-348252849801756092</id><published>2011-03-20T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T12:55:23.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The happiness thing is when we can create the happiness smile in people we love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dU-5zFwDUTo/TYWFY8whyxI/AAAAAAAAB80/EFNCdh7qw2s/s1600/CIMG3877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dU-5zFwDUTo/TYWFY8whyxI/AAAAAAAAB80/EFNCdh7qw2s/s400/CIMG3877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586017576495991570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) I'm left with 18 minutes to use lappy from now onwards. So, I decided to blog. Obviously I can't blog any longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Block Test is starting tmr. Guess what? Ironically, I'm having more confident for Maths instead of MLL and Geog. :( Oh nooo! Bio is still the same. Since it's just H1 and not H2, I'm not too worried about it. But my H2 subjects ni. Adui. Scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K whatever. Malas nk berbual psl Block Test. If I fail Block Test, I must go for the STAR (Study To Achieve Results) Programme. K, don't ask me why it's like that. As you know, my school is so lame to the extent that that they named such programmes like that. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh, and just now wanted to buy Sunblock lotion for myself. But, I ended up in Faceshop. Lol. I'm currently in the mood of pampering my hair, face and body! ^^ So, I'll be the one that gives all those skin/hair products money for this period of time. Heh heh. So, only bought facial masks and nail buffer. At last benda yg aku nk beli lupa nk beli.-.- And I should have also brought more money lor just now if I knew. Then can buy more things there. Heh heh. Wah. I hate this mood of pampering myself. I'll spend a lot of money like the time when... I was Sec 3. Lama tu. Get scolded by ibu for buying a lot of skin/hair products. Perangai ni dtg balik in J2. Huhu! Confirm kena marah lagi ni ngan ibu kalau she dpt tahu lor. I'll be bankrupt soon. Yay! xD HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;K lah. 9 more mins before my time is up to use the lappy. So, till then. Again, good luck for my Block Test. And hey, IJC is in the finals for Pesta Pantun. DO SUPPORT IJC! xD HAHAHA. Will be wearing baju kurung on that day at NLB, this time round, not NUS. Still haven't decide which baju kurung to wear. Heh. K, tu semua nnt leh fikir. Haha. Now, time to focus Block Test. Till then. Bye! Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-348252849801756092?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/348252849801756092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/348252849801756092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness-thing-is-when-we-can-create.html' title='The happiness thing is when we can create the happiness smile in people we love.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dU-5zFwDUTo/TYWFY8whyxI/AAAAAAAAB80/EFNCdh7qw2s/s72-c/CIMG3877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7921957929355694222</id><published>2011-03-18T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T17:34:18.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness lies within, never without.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6TmsCwBn958/TYMkAB4uTdI/AAAAAAAAB8s/gdZELpsYZOo/s1600/dreamhigh_koreandrama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6TmsCwBn958/TYMkAB4uTdI/AAAAAAAAB8s/gdZELpsYZOo/s400/dreamhigh_koreandrama.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585347545794498002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assalamualaikum! :) I've done watching Dream High! Weee! ^^ My second Korean Drama so far. Heh. Hope that this will be the last Korean Drama before A-Level. After A-Level nk K-drama marathon, gasak lah. Now, cannot! I'm now kinda a freak of Korean songs. Oh nooo! But, mostly are Dream High OST ah. Heh. Especially the one that is my blog song now! Damn nice, right? Sang by Sam Dong. Oh, so freak that I know his real name already! Kim Soo Hyun! Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;At first, I liked Jin Guk cause he's tall and handsome. Haha. But that was until ep 5 or 6 I think. But actually, I still like him cause he's damn nice. Like an angel in this story. And then I like Jason!!! Still like him until the end. But in the middle, I also like Sam Dong! Cause he very sad ah. Then mcm... mcm... k, nvm. Haha. As for the girls, I like Baek Hee first! Damn pretty lor! I still like her until the end. Then I like Pil Suk! Damn cute! Ttm! Hahaha. Hye Mi? Hmmm.... neutral. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;DAH STOP IT! OMG! I'M SUCH A FREAK THAT SO FAR MY WHOLE POST IS ABOUT DREAM HIGH! HAHAHAHA! But, I really do love the story. Funny and sad! Funny is always the part about Jason and Pilsuk, Teacher Kang, Teacher Yang and Teacher Shi. Oh and that Ms Kang also. Lol. Sad is always Sam Dong part. :'( Oh, and another part that was so sad that I cried is when Baek Hee is going to the police station and Hye Mi sang her the song. Sad sia. Now, nothing to look forward for. Nothing to motivate me. :( But I hope this is my last blog post. I'm SERIOUSLY keeping this lappy inside the cupboard back again. So, till then. All the best for me for next week's Block Test. Insya-Allah lah boleh buat. As for tmr, hmmm... good luck to IJC also for the Pesta Pantun. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7921957929355694222?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7921957929355694222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7921957929355694222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness-lies-within-never-without.html' title='Happiness lies within, never without.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6TmsCwBn958/TYMkAB4uTdI/AAAAAAAAB8s/gdZELpsYZOo/s72-c/dreamhigh_koreandrama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-5092975581508831707</id><published>2011-03-15T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:34:50.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Actions are judged by its intentions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :) Alhamdulillah. Reached Singapore safely. Still in one piece. :) I'm really damn tired. And... I'm not going to talk much. Pictures will do the talking for me. Not much. More on FB if I have the time to upload. Lol. But basically, I looked sooo like zombie in most of my photos cause I really looked extremely exceptionally sick (I think). I don't know why. Too tired maybe. Haha. And no make-ups. xD HAHA. So, yeah. Have fun. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-R7Fvo3_H0/TX9ti8nVOMI/AAAAAAAAB8k/Grdo1JQWR-I/s1600/CIMG3582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-R7Fvo3_H0/TX9ti8nVOMI/AAAAAAAAB8k/Grdo1JQWR-I/s400/CIMG3582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584302510116780226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA! Pakai tudung tapi roll up seluar eh? Baik! Abih nk kena masuk river. -.- But, at last tkyah. ^^ Mr Zee baik! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iH7PGfehrY/TX9tiughRJI/AAAAAAAAB8c/zXEtsDefT9Q/s1600/CIMG3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iH7PGfehrY/TX9tiughRJI/AAAAAAAAB8c/zXEtsDefT9Q/s400/CIMG3666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584302506330113170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Gua Charas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mm1oHW3FW5E/TX9tiQi9euI/AAAAAAAAB8U/aBvj9xPIdKA/s1600/CIMG3668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mm1oHW3FW5E/TX9tiQi9euI/AAAAAAAAB8U/aBvj9xPIdKA/s400/CIMG3668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584302498287287010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-aNjgUXtn8/TX9tiDQGYZI/AAAAAAAAB8M/B80WeD-An70/s1600/CIMG3734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-aNjgUXtn8/TX9tiDQGYZI/AAAAAAAAB8M/B80WeD-An70/s400/CIMG3734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584302494718517650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iXqhxjaLxos/TX9syraEOSI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Tmmmnr9XtaY/s1600/CIMG3787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iXqhxjaLxos/TX9syraEOSI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Tmmmnr9XtaY/s400/CIMG3787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584301680864016674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Jiafen (mother) at Teluk Cempedak. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Cl9-w4BTRc/TX9syArjvOI/AAAAAAAAB78/l2wKcup4QmE/s1600/CIMG3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Cl9-w4BTRc/TX9syArjvOI/AAAAAAAAB78/l2wKcup4QmE/s400/CIMG3794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584301669394660578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The not nice stuffed crab. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBP_AD2FG6Y/TX9sx3o6n2I/AAAAAAAAB70/v0ukg1YZfck/s1600/CIMG3819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBP_AD2FG6Y/TX9sx3o6n2I/AAAAAAAAB70/v0ukg1YZfck/s400/CIMG3819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584301666967658338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Shamimah who's using my phone to use the wifi! HAHA! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rj2X8b5X07U/TX9sx19KqII/AAAAAAAAB7s/1jpewq7Uihk/s1600/CIMG3820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rj2X8b5X07U/TX9sx19KqII/AAAAAAAAB7s/1jpewq7Uihk/s400/CIMG3820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584301666515724418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With baby, Jeslyn! :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZAJ4VywbGc/TX9sxhITf-I/AAAAAAAAB7k/VO92WTITbR8/s1600/CIMG3846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZAJ4VywbGc/TX9sxhITf-I/AAAAAAAAB7k/VO92WTITbR8/s400/CIMG3846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584301660925296610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Petronas Tower! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ifDT1kqMEBk/TX9rtlrybaI/AAAAAAAAB7c/IDgzdAPgCus/s1600/CIMG3874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ifDT1kqMEBk/TX9rtlrybaI/AAAAAAAAB7c/IDgzdAPgCus/s400/CIMG3874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584300493916761506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the most expensive shopping centre at Bintang Walk. Lol. Prices are damn... WAH! Unreasonable!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N_SxwoDu3vQ/TX9rtewopeI/AAAAAAAAB7U/akf1F-noaHE/s1600/CIMG3882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N_SxwoDu3vQ/TX9rtewopeI/AAAAAAAAB7U/akf1F-noaHE/s400/CIMG3882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584300492058043874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aB3t0_Bc83k/TX9rsxnMheI/AAAAAAAAB7M/VcT-RlCtVsY/s1600/CIMG3900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aB3t0_Bc83k/TX9rsxnMheI/AAAAAAAAB7M/VcT-RlCtVsY/s400/CIMG3900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584300479938856418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shamimah again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lStLsd5zPZA/TX9rsu6TwFI/AAAAAAAAB7E/5zFAwIWfOIY/s1600/CIMG3906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lStLsd5zPZA/TX9rsu6TwFI/AAAAAAAAB7E/5zFAwIWfOIY/s400/CIMG3906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584300479213715538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dearest teachers - Ms Yu, Mr Zee and Ms Naf! Love them! :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ohy2HUNE8AE/TX9rsXYcdOI/AAAAAAAAB68/KQJWVODzGNE/s1600/CIMG3925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ohy2HUNE8AE/TX9rsXYcdOI/AAAAAAAAB68/KQJWVODzGNE/s400/CIMG3925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584300472897664226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meee! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lol. Realise it or not? The last time I went to Putrajaya at KL with MLEP, I was wearing this same pink dress. HAHA! So, I didn't really snap a lot here. Cause same baju leh. Baru perasan when I took this first picture. LOL! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright. So, that's about it. Really had a lot of fun! Everything is fun being there. Except for one thing. :( Kept missing someONE. HAHA! xD Lol. Till then. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-5092975581508831707?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5092975581508831707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/5092975581508831707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/assalamualaikum.html' title='Actions are judged by its intentions.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-r-R7Fvo3_H0/TX9ti8nVOMI/AAAAAAAAB8k/Grdo1JQWR-I/s72-c/CIMG3582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-9209813016838130370</id><published>2011-03-10T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T19:32:51.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take chances, because no matter where you end up and who your with, it will always end up just the way it should.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FpEWegcF8KE/TXiyrQfal9I/AAAAAAAAB60/yubiGfaqatA/s1600/SHA42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FpEWegcF8KE/TXiyrQfal9I/AAAAAAAAB60/yubiGfaqatA/s400/SHA42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582408194356582354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alright, I seriously need to make this fast. I thought of spending quite some time with lappy. But... I don't think so. I'm lacking of time. Really2. And... I'm in great dilemma of whether to join IJC Soccer Team. I mean, if I joined, they can have the chance to go for A-Division for their last time, especially for the Year 2s. I'm quite sad that they're lacking of people to join the A-Division. But, at the same, I was thinking that I have a lot other commitments, like my studies... peraduan pantun and many more. Oh nooo! How? :( I very stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I feel bad if they can't go for the A-Division because they're pinning hopes on me. If I joined, they'll have enough people to go for the A-Division. In fact, I feel like... I'm determining whether they can go for that competition or not. Therefore, I feel a bit guilty if I just... like... destroy their hopes like that. Oh nooo. I really feel bad. Nana got to know about it from Mr Lee and she begged me to join them. Mrs Nordin who had been helping Mr Lee training those girls was also pleading that hope that I can take this as a charity for my school. I don't mind playing for them ah. I admit that I'm sporty. Something that seldom people know. Hehehe. Me and my team had always get champions for captain balls games every year for interhouse or interclass games. :) I even played for my CCA's. Oh, it's like inter-CCA games. And even came as champions. And for girls soccer in sec sch. Came in champion for interhouse. :) Quite sporty, ah? HAHA! But then... don't know lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Pffft. Why did I get so excited to play futsal during PE just now. This is what happens now. Kononnya, ada bakat terpendam. -.- Lol. True, I might be naturally can play. But, I don't think I have the confidence, the right fitness and stamina to be on that field and kick the ball! Buh. Oh nooo. Howww? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh yeah. For this Kuantan trip, I'm given another leadership role!!! WTH?! Why are all teachers not letting me off and let me be free and easy?! Why must I stay committed to many things? Why always give me a lot of works to do?! Haiyo! Why?! Tk psl2 aku kena jdi Accomodation Leader. -.- It's like WTF! Mcm lame sio. Tu bdk2 mcm tk tahu jaga kunci hotels and aku yg nk kena jaga tu kunci. Dah besar sia semua, abih masih nk kena gini?! Abih kalau apa2 aku kena responsible. ARGH! Stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;KESIMPULANNYA, TEACHERS DI INNOVA SEMUA SUKA MEMANDAI! AND SADLY, ASIK2 AKU SWAY KENA JADI MANGSA! OH NOOO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Too much things in my head. Really. I'm thinking when to study. Practising pantun. Soccer. Kuantan! Adui. How the hell I ended up with all these things ni skrg? HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Simple, semua salah cikgu2 yg suka memandai. Nvm. Let's take this positively, okay? Sabar. Tenangkan hati. Breathe in, breathe out. :) Ahhh, cannot lah. :( Feel like collapsing any time now. Gah. I need some rest. I'm MENTALLY and PHYSICALLY exhausted! Alright. Till then for now. Bye. Oh btw. This will be my last post before departing to Kuantan on Sat. Cause I don't think I have time to on my lappy tmr. So... yeah. Will be blogging again once I'm back. :) Till then. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-9209813016838130370?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/9209813016838130370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/9209813016838130370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/take-chances-because-no-matter-where.html' title='Take chances, because no matter where you end up and who your with, it will always end up just the way it should.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-FpEWegcF8KE/TXiyrQfal9I/AAAAAAAAB60/yubiGfaqatA/s72-c/SHA42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-7990409909106019575</id><published>2011-03-08T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:20:38.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If there's a hundred reason to quit, I'm sure there's also a thousand reasons not to give up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. Seriously, this gonna be a very short post by me. Basically, saya dah insaf. :( Alhamdulillah. Lol. I don't want slack anymore. I'm gonna give my 101% effort, and concentration to my studies now. Not going to say "mcm nk mati" anymore. Mcm org tkda iman. Sesungguhnya, aku masih ada Allah. Ya Allah, tenangkanlah fikiran dan hatiku. Dapatlah ilmu-ilmu yang diajar guru-guruku dapat kuterima dengan baik. Insya-Allah. :D Alright, so now, really really seriously, I'm keeping my laptop inside my laptop bag and keeping it inside my cupboard. So, this will be my last post? Lol. For now lah, at least. Heh. Till then. Really really very stress! Tk bedek. Adui. Stress smpi mcm nk nangis. I feel so... so helpless and... I don't know lah. Now, I need motivation. :( Alright. Need to have self-discipline. And will always try to self-motivate. Insya-Allah boleh. Till then for now. Bye. Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: Usaha, doa &amp;amp; tawakal. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-7990409909106019575?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7990409909106019575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/7990409909106019575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-theres-hundred-reason-to-quit-im.html' title='If there&apos;s a hundred reason to quit, I&apos;m sure there&apos;s also a thousand reasons not to give up.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-1629413532417038532</id><published>2011-03-07T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:08:27.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day your loved ones stop bringing their problems to you - is the day you have lost your name in their hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MEVxzB9V9lk/TXS4Is-NaHI/AAAAAAAAB6s/S6L0Xyo_xuQ/s1600/SHA41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MEVxzB9V9lk/TXS4Is-NaHI/AAAAAAAAB6s/S6L0Xyo_xuQ/s400/SHA41.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581288297869437042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum warrahmatullahi wabarakatuh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hehe. How's day? Mine was... nice! I don't why but lately I'm always in a good mood, except if you made me to be in a bad mood state ah. Usually my mood depends on you people. Lol. Seriously. If you talk to me in a good mood way, I'll be in a good mood. If you're talking in a bad mood mood, then I'll not be in a good mood. Haha. Aku malnalai lagi ada. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Anyway, I really really really love the quote up there! Sooo much! It's really meaningful, right? If you read properly ah. I loveee it lah. Lol. Basically, I really find it very true. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Btw, you know what?I don't know why lately, I became less jealous of a lot things. Like really. I don't know why. HAHA. Like for example... k, nvm. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Next thing I wanna say here is very important! Very! But, to me ah. xD Heh. Lol. Today is monday and therefore, all teachers are talking about the A-Level results that was just released last Friday. So, frankly, IJC did badly for this year A-Level. Yeah, number of passes increase. BUT HELLO JC STUDENTS! Just pass cannot bring you to any local universities in Singapore!!! Please take note. You need at least BCC/D! This is the very minimum to get you to a university in Singapore. BUT. There's a BUT! But, with that grades, you will go to courses that you don't like. -.- Then might as well tkyah, kan? I want AAB/A for my A-Level results!!! Please, ya Allah! :( Better still, AAA/A! Insya-Allah. Ms Claire Wong talked to us about this, and I'm really really scared. Cikgu Hani also said the same thing. Adui. Really scared. Most importantly my H2 MLL must A. Geog if possible also must A. Maths...will try to get B. And this really really need to study like until can die, until sweat blood siol! Tk bedek. Adui. Takuuut! Ms Claire Wong said that the top student this year got her results because she does nothing except study. Like this... I don't want go CCA. Lalala. Afterall... academics is better than that stupid niche CCA. -.- LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LeXCwmr4834/TXS4IfETJ0I/AAAAAAAAB6k/FY0UrEC6CSA/s1600/IMG001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LeXCwmr4834/TXS4IfETJ0I/AAAAAAAAB6k/FY0UrEC6CSA/s400/IMG001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581288294136883010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmDDGs__Tdk/TXS4IDy31zI/AAAAAAAAB6c/CubpfZ0fDvw/s1600/IMG002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmDDGs__Tdk/TXS4IDy31zI/AAAAAAAAB6c/CubpfZ0fDvw/s400/IMG002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581288286816032562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ohhh. And you know what makes me wanna blog so much today. Just bought a new earpiece for myself! I like it because... because... you all know why. BECAUSE IT'S PINK! Lol. And I'm really easily excited to see pink stuff. Lol. Easily get high. Pink and I can go high like nobody's business. Hehehe. Alright. Till then. Byebye! Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6172995349632073792-1629413532417038532?l=yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1629413532417038532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6172995349632073792/posts/default/1629413532417038532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyshashine.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-your-loved-ones-stop-bringing-their.html' title='The day your loved ones stop bringing their problems to you - is the day you have lost your name in their hearts.'/><author><name>Shashine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03646117728548384467</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/-MEVxzB9V9lk/TXS4Is-NaHI/AAAAAAAAB6s/S6L0Xyo_xuQ/s72-c/SHA41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6172995349632073792.post-9212891110164089033</id><published>2011-03-06T17:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T17:39:58.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True love lasts through the toughest of trials; for true love is the toughest trial of all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2I_U-EEiCag/TXNPgp2qkDI/AAAAAAAAB6U/FPUk2wjNyYY/s1600/SHA40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2I_U-EEiCag/TXNPgp2qkDI/AAAAAAAAB6U/FPUk2wjNyYY/s400/SHA40.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580891785651720242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ehhh! I like the sunflowers in my picture above there! Sunflowers are the nicest flower. HAHA. Alright, actually I wanted to blog yesterday, tapi suddenly mood blogging hilang. Tk tahu asl. So, tk jdi blog. So, here's my post. :) Yesterday went to NUS again for Peraduan Pesta Pantun. And Maktab Rendah Innova happened to be the top 6 finalists yang akan berentap dengan Institusi Raffles, Maktab Rendah Anderson, Politeknik Republik, Institusi Millenia dan yang paling saya takut sekali iaitu Madrasah Wak Tanjung! Diorang gila. Fuh! Lol. Lain yang aku mintak, lain yg jadi. Ketentuan Allah. :) Ada hikmahnya kot. Insya-Allah. Walau apapun, alhamdulillah. :) So, below is the tiga srikandi daripada Innova. I'M THE TALLEST! (high heels mah) Hehehe. x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7uYLRvpLI2A/TXNPgQoZlsI/AAAAAAAAB6M/9DhZV_08r48/s1600/IMG011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7uYLRvpLI2A/TXNPgQoZlsI/AAAAAAAAB6M/9DhZV_08r48/s400/IMG011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580891778881001154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0XamMD6OUI/TXNPgPwIkxI/AAAAAAAAB6E/ocG45wSGhjI/s1600/IMG014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0XamMD6OUI/TXNPgPwIkxI/AAAAAAAAB6E/ocG45wSGhjI/s400/IMG014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580891778645005074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Gambar dengan satu pahlawan Innova tkda. Tsk. Extra je! Lol. So, good luck to us next two weeks. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, just now had tuition in the morning. Whoa, Mr Rahamat finds it more difficult to teach me more. Because I ask a lot. HAHA. Cheh, actually easier ah. Lol. I will ask that person a lottt of questions once I'm comfortable with that person. If not, I'll be the quietest person in the world. Lol. In fact, not only during tuition. In class, I realised that I'm becoming outspoken now. Lol. Expecially during maths lesson, I've always loyar buruk inside class. And cheer up everyone. Cause maths is boring. And I'll just crack jokes. Cause I'm comfortable with everyone in there. And all are girls except this one China guy! Extra! Haha. Melayu paling best. Mmg paling bnyk lawak. Cause everyone is my close friend. Cikgu pun dah boleh click sikit. Bio also I ask Mr Azahar a lot of questions. And from what I realis
