<?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-8302794553595309503</id><updated>2012-02-14T11:20:39.057+08:00</updated><category term='Papa'/><category term='bip'/><category term='duit'/><category term='office'/><category term='Avent'/><category term='EY'/><category term='funny'/><category term='bottles'/><category term='ALL BLACKS'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='marriage life'/><category term='Colleague'/><category term='Chinese'/><category term='Tommee Tippee'/><category term='proposal'/><category term='Harull'/><category term='employer'/><category term='life'/><category term='husband and wife'/><category term='baby'/><category term='anak'/><category term='Damia'/><category term='Sale'/><category term='Mama'/><category term='email'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='agama'/><category term='myself'/><category term='work'/><category term='Malay'/><title type='text'>My life, Mr P &amp; ...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>336</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2373903975245751654</id><published>2011-12-28T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:47:57.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First year in IBM</title><content type='html'>1st December 2011 marked my first year at IBM. Syukur Alhamdulillah. Great journey (so far), super best managers, flexible working hours. And most importantly, I managed to spend sooo much time with Damia and good pay. Syukur syukur....I experienced wonders, while working here in IBM. My life changed a lot. I was able to see her grow up. Specially during the first 2 years kan, banyak changes to the lil one. Alhamdulillah. My prayers were answered. I experienced bad stuffs in the past. Yela, Allah SWT dah kata, ada hikmah di sebalik apa yang terjadi. Dia kasi kita kesusahan dulu and after that kesenangan and hopefully, good experience ni berpanjangan. On top of that,&amp;nbsp;I am sooo happy that my friends are happy too, when 1) pre - when they know about the benefits here in IBM; 2) during - when they applied for a job here and went through the recruitment phases; 3) post - changes to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked about all the benefits. I answered. A lengthy one. And they are happy. Again, it depends on your priority and preference. Whether you are looking for a career or a job? I would say kalau cari job, susah sikit la. Coz u get a high pay once u joined the company but, long term - the bonus n increment might not be THAT great. But again, the flexibilities - it's like a once in a lifetime opportunity la, lebey kurang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;During&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will update on the stages that they went through. Seronok tau....coz they are all excited when they wanna join and will be able to enjoy the same benefits and flexibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friend 1:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;"My mum said that my kids are closer to me and they seem so happy nowadays. Also, I am able to work from home when needed. And, for the first time ever, I did not swear when I need to finish up the report, even though it is already 2am". When she first joined (even before that pun), I told her that I'm doing this - more for your family. Not really for you, yourself. True enough, the family likes it and benefits from it. Syukur Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friend 2:&lt;/u&gt; After all the updates on the hiring process, she said "Thanks for the info on the vacancy babe!" Like....it was sooo meaningful to me. Poyo? Hmm...ntah....It means a lot to me. Hopefully, she gets the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friend 3:&lt;/u&gt; He text me and asked about the benefits. He was allll excited about the benefits n all, specially bila his wife baru je lepas deliver their first baby. So, basically he is looking for a more stable career - where the pay is good and gets to spend as much time as possible, with the family. Hmm...betul la...seronok buat orang lain happy. Hopefully, he gets the job too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously....coz somehow, the job (I mean, the flexi and benefits) would be able to make them change for the better, for their family. Sebab, kebanyakan cuti yang a person (specially the one with a family) takes up, mesti like family related stuffs or nak pegi bank, etc etc. Tapi kan, actually, lepas balik tu, they all keje smp memalam. Like as if they work the whole day jugak. But here, you can opt to work from home and finish up later or just inform your boss that you'll be away in the morning ke ape ke....but later, u sambung buat keje. The basic foundation is, you are able to finish up your job, on time. Camne pun u buat or kat mana, that doesn't matter that much. &amp;nbsp;BUT......it depends on &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;1) your manager &amp;nbsp; 2) the nature of your job. Kalau dah memang kena dtg office, dtg jela kan? Cumanya, flexi tu ada. That's the most important thing. Manusia ni, lagi tak kasi buat, lagi la dia nak buat kan? So, bila diberikan peluang tu, of course la dia pandai nak gunakan dgn berpada-pada. In the end, bila dpt that kind of flexibilities, ramai yang bole buat keje elok-elok + tak la rasa stress sgt keje. Coz most of the time, stress about work is not so much of the work. It is more of the people and those minor stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, syukur Alhamdulillah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2373903975245751654?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2373903975245751654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/first-year-in-ibm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2373903975245751654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2373903975245751654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/first-year-in-ibm.html' title='First year in IBM'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-5499724016215523040</id><published>2011-12-28T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:39:44.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you have to do it, just do it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Exams seem to be testing our memories and not our intelligence these days". Agree, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember, during my first year of degree programme. There was this lecturer where her style is as such that, you need to memorize what you have learned. Whatever it is, she wants the exam answers to be exact - word by word, point by point. Mcm photocopy buku, bagi balik kat dia. And I was sooo disappointed. Although my answer was right, apparently, it was marked wrong coz she wants it that way. Coz what I did was, I reproduce the answers using my own words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, papa called that afternoon and somehow, I did cry a lil bit and expressed my disappointment. And he said something, simple yet menyakitkan hati (at that time). Although he mentioned it in a soft tone and nice way...yada yada yada....i still couldn't accept it. His statement was: "if you have to do it, just do it. Dah takde cara lain kan? Buat jela...ikut je. If you have to memorize, u do it. If you have to explain, do it." That time, sgt sgt geram. Like...helllooo??? I'm seeking for ur advice and yet you gave me that kind of statement. Tapi, sekarang, I faham and applied it to my daily life. The advice was one of the ways that taught me to be "a person" today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I did use that method. Somehow, subject yang kena hafal, hafal jela. Dah takde choice, u want ur results to be good kan? But, at one point...sambil menghafal tu, baru perasan..owh, no wonder lecturer ni suruh hafal. Sbb, ada certain words dalam tu, if you replace with other words, the whole thing would be different pulak. And now, what I do is, I praktikkan dalam real life. If you have to do it that way, just do it. So long as, tak menambah dosa, tak guna cara yang salah. Takyah nak complaint ke ape ke, just push urself, just do it. Ala, orang boleh cakap...panjang lebar nasihat or cara utk lead kita ke sesatu tempat / destinasi. But at the end of the day, it is all up to us. Buat je.....if berjaya, syukur alhamdulillah, tu la something for us to be proud of. Tapi if tak, at least, dia dah mengajar kita something. Ye tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe, contohnya, bila buat guna cara tak betul, mesti ada yang tak kena. Karma - balasan Allah SWT tu, kejapppp je. Cash dia bagi - kat dunia dah rasa. Padan muka sendiri kan? Dulu, penah ada satu subject ni....lecturer tolong pushkan my marks. Sbb sepanjang 2 thn blaja, paling teruk pun dpt B for 1 or 2 subjects. Tetibe subject tu, memang hampeh giler. Jangan kata myself, lecturer pun heran. Padahal tak susah mana, cuma maybe concept dia salah. So, lecturer tolong. Now, bila amik ACCA, subject yang 70% sama with that particular subject, da 10-11 kali amik pun tak pass jugak. Hmm...balasan Allah SWT nak bagi kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even dalam daily life....kan pepatah melayu ada berkata, sepandai-pandai tupai melompat, akhirnya jatuh ke tanah jua. Ataupun, dalam Islam, kalau memende yang kita buat tu tak betul, tiada keberkatannya di situ. Maybe effect dia tak nampak sekarang. But, yea...u never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orang selalu berkata, ala, duit tak ckup la, nak buat/beli itu ini. Hmm...camne nak cukup? Kalau pegi sana sini, ada je nak buat excuse. Ada je nak cari jalan utk byr kurang (dgn cara menipu yang indirect punya). Memang rasa mcm "coolnye dia", "pandainye dia ayat orang tu", "cheeky nye dia", "pandainya dia escape", "ala, muka dia...mesti orang percaya nya". Tapi, nak ke kita, membesar, menjadi lebih matang, atau membesarkan generasi kita dgn cara menipu mcm tu? Memang la, nampak mudah. Senang nak escape atau dpt dengan cara mudah. Yela, nanti orang kata, eh, bodoh la dia ni. Tak payah beratur, kenapa nak waste time beratur jugak? Camtu la contohnya kan. Tapi, maybe orang tu menunggu, ikut giliran atau bayar the same price mcm orang lain, dia biar diri dia digelar bodoh ke ape ke, sbb dia tahu, di sisi Allah SWT, dia lah manusia yang baik. Mengikut peraturan, tak menipu orang, biar orang kata psal dia - sbb dia yang dapat pahala pun dan bersabar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ntah la...when it comes to menipu, memang among my friends semua, I memang sgt sgt particular - bila tang exam. Biarlah tak tahu camne nak jwb, my principle is - jangan meniru. Coz ini memang sama dgn menipu. Dulu kena kutuk time sekolah...like sooo poyo, tanak kasi kwn tiru answer sikit ke ape ke...but, that was my own principle. Camne skali pun. Kalau kat college ke memane pun, kalau lets say ada tips / hint given for something and another person wasn't paying attention, I memang la bengang kalau org meniru what I wrote, for what I heard. Kedekut? 1) Yes.....coz that was part of my effort to listen and pay attention. 2) No....bukan kedekut. More of against my principle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...tak tahu la. Just my own opinion. How about u guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-5499724016215523040?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/5499724016215523040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/if-you-have-to-do-it-just-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5499724016215523040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5499724016215523040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/if-you-have-to-do-it-just-do-it.html' title='If you have to do it, just do it!'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-4263603256517520424</id><published>2011-12-19T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:17:19.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>1) I've made some mistakes in the past. Yes, I know and I do not want my kid(s) to do the same thing. I've experienced it and full stop. They are not allowed to do the same mistake. Lots of mistakes, yes....but those are things that will become the "foundation" of raising them up. To ensure that they won't fall into the same trap or do bad stuffs. Lots of things done outside of the house. Parents do not know and they won't know. Siblings are not aware and they won't notice. Owh yes, but definitely, not talking about alcohol or drugs. Never ever. Hopefully, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Often, people go out, hang out with friends, etc....they do stupid stuffs, dare or asked to do some stupid stuffs. But do you actually follow? I mean, yes...those days, I might. But now, I've changed. You may think that Im a serious person, think as you wish. But, the most important thing is...I won't do "cool stuffs" that a lot of people may think that..."hey, that person is sooo cool and sporting". Like...I don't know...to certain extend, I may do it, if tak menjatuhkan maruah. But, if I was asked to do really stupid stuffs yang really menjatuhkan maruah, I may reject and just don't mind people talking about how uncool I am. Coz for me....being "cool" or sporting is only at THAT time. But menjaga maruah - is forever. Ntah la....I mean, yes la...I might do it. But, there is always a limit. There is always a boundary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night, we went out. Owh...by the way, last weekend was one of the "bestest" weekends for us. Ntah la...I was soooo happy that Mr P was at home, spending much time with the family. Takde ape pun, cuma personally rasa best. Borak-borak like zaman muda remaja dulu....we went out on Saturday night, left the baby with the maid. Just because we got a call. Further details cant be revealed. But, basically about non muhrim in the house. Full stop. So, we all terjah. Tak mara, cuma nasihat. We sent the gal back home. 3+am baru sampai rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ntah la, lepas da jadi parents ni, lepas da kahwin, we all lagi particular. Now I understand kenapa org tua selalu bising kalau non muhrim lepak together walaupun dorang tak buat anything. Kekadang naik meluat tengok those yang stay together, mak bapak kat kampung, tapi kat KL tak penah kena tangkap. Kenapa meluat? Sebab mak bapak orang kampung yang sentiasa puji anak dia baik. Yela, parents mana nak ckp anak dia jahat? Tapi, kalau da terang-terang....? Hmm....terpulanglah. Lagi satu yang mcm bukan Islam. Sorry, mungkin agak bias la sikit ye. Tapi, ape objective utk kahwin, kalau da bertahun memang duduk skali? Hanya utk ada anak legally? Isn't that stupid? Ko dah duduk skali, dah berapa kali main ntah. Dah rasa semua. Ala, bukan utk yang bukan Islam je. Yang Islam pun sama. Yang paling best, time bulan puasa. Duduk skali, tak puasa sbb dia kata, "ape gunanya puasa kalau kejap lagi &amp;nbsp;I buka? Mana boleh tahannn"....urggghh~!! Tak suka nye dgr ayat camtu. Yet, beriya nak plan for the wedding, for the event, sibuk nak kahwin, tunggu mamat tu propose, etc, utk ape? Hanya utk ada anak legally. Hanya utk nanti pegi memane, aunties uncles tanya, bole cakap dah kahwin. Tapi, ada beza ke? Coz before kahwin pun, pegi sana sini and ckp that you are staying together? Or, bila nak propose or ada free time, pegi holiday sana sini. Ape bezanya, u pegi holiday tu dgn u pegi honeymoon? Like takde significantnye kan? Ye ye, perspective saya dah berubah. Sila jangan komen lelebih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College days, yes...we hang out. A lot of boys and gals...lepak in one room. Pernah ada incident yang pegawai Jabatan Agama datang and bagi warning. Kebetulan dis gal was at that house, class dia da abis and she was helping the guys angkat kain, sbb nak hujan. The rest of the guys semua gi class. She din know that another guy was actually sleeping upstairs. Kebetulan pegawai Jabatan Agama datang. So, this gal kena warning dah. Ada lagi kes yang lepak rermai - coz our college, girls boleh masuk block guys, sebab takde security guard. Block gals ada security guard. So, lepak la reramai. Yang bestnye, time spotcheck. Semua girls akan turun bawah. Like soooo obvious, but what the heck? Kesian guard2 tu semua....terpaksa bersubahat ngan bebdk college mcm we all nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, conclusion is....tatau ape I merepek. But, item no 1) and 2) relates to mistakes and at times, mistakes relate to maruah. All in all, sgt tak suke memende yang kena act cool or kena act sporting kalau ianya menjatuhkan maruah. Kalau suka-suka yang ada limitnye, still boleh dipertimbangkan la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-4263603256517520424?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/4263603256517520424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4263603256517520424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4263603256517520424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-7813740475160371021</id><published>2011-12-17T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T16:26:27.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia...1.5 years (episode 6)</title><content type='html'>Damia suka pakai seluar dua lapis. Sejuk ke? Ntah. Tetibe kang tgk, dia da sarung ag satu seluar on top of the earlier on. Kalau tang makan, nasi mesti nasi panas. If da hidang like 10-15 mins, sejuk sket, dia taknak da. Lauk is no biggie. Agaknya dia tau bab masak-memasak ni mmg mak dia fail sket. But nasi mmg particular la. N drpd zaman bdk sebaya dia dok makan blended food, soft texture food, dia dah tak suka da. Dia nak real nasi, not porridge. Dia x suke if letak kuah/sup kasi lembut ke ape ke. Also, bila makan, dia suka suap sendiri. Bagi jela, kasi dia experiment texture makanan tu. Apa yg dia suka nak masukkan dlm mulut. Dia lagi enjoy. Kekdg dia masukkan nasi dlm air. Mmg diberitahu, it's not good. But sometimes, kasi jela. Maybe dia nak blaja, camne rasa air yg dicampur nasi? Camne rupa nasi yg da kembang? Things like that. Let her do it. Let her experiment it. Contohnya, klau buat susu. Drpd awal2 dlu, if dia nak susu, I tak penah halang dia duduk dkat. Obviously, kena pantau tang air panas tu. But I allow her utk bukak penutup air panas, bukak penutup air biasa, allow her utk bukak tin susu or even cedok susu tu. Pegang tangan dia, show her camne nak scoop out the powder, shake the bottle. Also, dia tau, sbb drpd kecik dah diajar, everytime habis minum susu, kena tutup botol tu. So, dia akan cari, "tutup, tutup" and dia akan tutup sendiri botol tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau makan, dia x suka duduk asing and I won't allow it to happen pun. Or even call the maid to handle her. Sbb, tu la time kita nak sesama ngan dia. Klau time makan pun nak soh maid handle gak, susah la. Slalunya I will say kat sesapa yang berkenaan, I akan kata, I tak suka nanti da tua, damia suruh maid handle I nak makan. Teman I. Atau pun, suruh I dok meja lain time makan. Penah tgk iklan petronas yang bapak dia sedih anak soh bapak dia duduk meja lain coz bapak dia "melepas" time makan or buat sepah time makan? Haaa...camtu la rasa bdk ni if kita treat dia like dat time dia kecik. Biarlah dia buat sepah. Biarlah kena lap, sapu, vacuum atau ape saja, remah-remah makanan dia tu, asalkan dia rasa sense of belonging, she is part of the family, should be treated equally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape lagi yang damia tak penah rasa? Dia tak penah rasa rambutnya dipotong, except time cukur jambul tu. Tu pun bebetul hanya sikit rambut yg dipotong. Dia x penah botak. Even rambut depan pun tak penah dipotong. Pakai clip je. Investment utk clip jgn citer la. Da byk da. Ntah memane da pun. Memang tok D, GM and ramai org lain bising psal rambut damia. But I don't want to cut it. Let it be. Biar dia pakai clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt nyamuk. Dulu damia mmg mangsa nyamuk. Spray la camne pun, tutup la pintu tingkap camne pun. Slalu dia gak jadi mangsa. So, GM dia tanya pharmacist. We bought her the moisquito patch. On average, harga dia like rm1 satu la. Bau mcm aromatherapy sikit. Bulat, blue color. So, lekat je kat baju dia kat blakang. True enough, mmg jarang dia kena gigit nyamuk. Susah sgt la, alhamdulillah. Kekdg g memane, ada la org tanya, ape tu yg melekat. Tetiap kali kena la explain. Tapi xpela, maybe org lain tatau and hopefully by knowing that, dorg bole manfaatkan kat anak2 dorg or whoever yang sesuai ke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klau bdk lain ada soft toy or bantal busuk ke ape ke, damia's is a blanket. The one that I bought during our honeymoon in paris. Mmg jadi dia punya fav la. Kalau g memana, dia mesti nak bawak. Tapi, bezanya, klau basuh pun, dia x kisah "bau" dia hilang. So, tak la risau sgt when it comes to cleaning it. Since blanket tu tebal, so klau hujan renyai or embun ke, takde payung, bole la cover kepala dia. If dulu g memane, xde alas nak letak dia, bole guna selimut dia jugak. Klau sejuk - definitely la kan? N since selimut tu besar, kekdg if g memane, takde selimut, mama dia pun bole join skali. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-7813740475160371021?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/7813740475160371021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7813740475160371021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7813740475160371021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-6.html' title='Damia...1.5 years (episode 6)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-494574381436944330</id><published>2011-12-17T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T16:09:19.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia...1.5 years (episode 5)</title><content type='html'>Disebabkan dia anak tunggal (setakat ni) and dia banyak di rumah (takde kids sebaya dia), dia agak kurang gemar mengshare her toys. Klau her own toys, susah sket dia nak kasi org lain main. Tapi, klau food, if cakap "mintak sikit", dia kasi la. But again, it depends. Klau kata sikit, dia akan kasi sikit je or dia akan pegang mende tu but hulur kat u suruh rasa sikit. But, if u kata, "nak", highly likely dia akan kasi the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If dia tak suka or tak kasi, memang dia akan ckp "no". Basically, she understands the concept of "no". On top of that, if she requested for some stuffs and I wouldn't wanna give her, for various reasons like bahaya, pedas, brg org or I tanak belikan or maybe tajam, I will say, "that's not urs. Tu auntie/uncle/kakak or whoever punya." She'll understand and put it back. Told ya? Dia anak mendgr kata. Yela, maybe not alllll the time. Dia pun ada gak tunjuk tantrum dia. Cuma, out of 10 times, maybe 8 or 9 times, memang dia mendgr kata la. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puji yela mmg puji, tapi nanti meluat lak org kan, mcm anak kita perfect sgt right? Tak la..bkn camtu. I'm just telling the truth of ape yang jadi in reality. It's up to u to interpret or picture it. Ada jugak the not so good part, I've highlight it right? Kekdg dia show her tantrum, kekdg dia tepuk/pukul muka kita, cubit sket mama dia yang tembam ni, nak masuk mulut memende ntah pape. But for me, that's normal la. Dia bdk kecik kan? But syukur alhamdulillah, rasanya, dia advance sket compared ngan bdk sebaya dia. Cuma tanak paksa dia. Mana yg bole ajar, ajar la. Dia accept, accept. Klau stakat soh dia amik anything tu, dia da boleh fhm, bolehla membantu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klau dia kena mara, kekdg mara n tanak ckp ngan dia. After dat, dia faham n dtg buat muka cute tu. Cairrrr la jugak. Or kita mara, dia akan gelak. So, kita pun jadi gelak in the end. But dia tau la kita tgh mara actually. Or if dia kena mara n dia tau dia salah, if pukul pun, dia takkan nangis. Hmm...tu la hannah damia. Damia pulak duduk ngan Tok D n GM. So, bila dia kena mara, ada org nak pujuk. Sometimes, I kena bgtau my parents or even the maid yg sayangkan dia mcm cucu sendiri, if I tgh mara dia, jgn pujuk dia. If nak nangis, nangis la. If the time is right, I will calm her down and hug her as comfort. Biar dia tahu yg dia salah. BUT, biar I je yg buat the scolding part. Not anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-494574381436944330?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/494574381436944330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/494574381436944330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/494574381436944330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-5.html' title='Damia...1.5 years (episode 5)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-8692648262612924145</id><published>2011-12-17T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:46:58.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia...1.5 years (episode 4)</title><content type='html'>Apa yang lainnye Damia from other babies or should I say, apa yang Damia tak dpt or dpt experience, maybe tak mcm other babies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damia, during her first year, rasanye penah mandi in her bath tub like less than 10 times. Caya tak? Ye, kolot n traditional. Say whatever u want. But, during her 1st year tu, dia akan mandi either kat dlm sink or bwh tap air tu. Both ways pun, dia akan dipegang dan air hala bhgn belakang dia. Cepat dan pantas. Ag bersih rasanya. Ntah la. Sbb if letak dia dlm bath tub, letak la segala mende utk tak kasi dia jatuh, duduk straight, etc, but mmg tak confident la. Pastu air tu guna byk rasanya. Kena bilas ag baby. Baik pegang je dia, sabun cecpat, bilas. Tak bazir air bebyk nak takung. Ntah la, tu cara saya. It differs from one individual to another. Bila da dkat sethn tu, baru la dia mandi byk kali sket dlm bath tub. But after dat, dia da pandai berdiri n jalan stable, dia tak suka da. Dia prefer mandi berdiri. So, ok la....ag sng. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damia takde baby cot. Our bed is king size and bhgn tepi dia ada ruang skit. So, in total, lebar dia adalah 7 kaki but tilam hanya 6 kaki. Nampak besar. Before kahwin, when we choose the bedframe, memang dah take into acc, klau ada anak, bahaya ke tak. Susah nak maintain ke tak. Ada bucu tajam ke ape ke. Semua tu dah difactor in during the decision making process. Too early? Hmm...tak kot. Sbb mmg fikir nak guna lama kan? Abis tu? Takkan nak beli today, ag dua tahun tukar lagi bed? Uishh....mungkin saya tak byk sgt aaaa duit utk dibazirkan smp camtu skali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to d baby cot thingy. Dulu time dia dlm perut ag, I still remember how I want her nice baby cot, etc. I plak jenis, if I want, I want something nice, quality and most of the time, it is expensive. I won't settle for something less. Otherwise, xyah beli langsung. So, time tu, Mr P tak brape agree. Coz mahal sgt. Ok fine. In the end, xyah beli langsung. Syukur alhamdulillah x beli coz xyah bazir2. Sbb rasanya if beli pun, damia takkan tido situ. Yela, ni citer experience org yg mende tu takde depan mata. Klau ada baby cot tu, tatau la. It may be different or even the same situation like this jugak. Entahla, tapi...I love to have her near me. Sampai skarang, dia manja. Dia akan tido dedkat myself or Mr P. Sometimes, tido pegang tangan. =) bole kekdg, dia bgn tetgh malam, cari papa dia, g tido kat papa dia. So, rasanya klau dulu beli, maybe gak baby cot tu jadi tempat letak brg or akan di let go secepat mungkin. Till now, dia still tido ngan we all. Ye ye, tau...pakar kata x bagus smp anak tu da besar. Effect itu ini. Yes, tau sume tu. But we have our own plans. How her own room will look like when she grows up. Meanwhile, we want her to be really close with us as much as possible. Kang da besar, naturally (apart from dia akan dididik), dia mesti nak tido sendiri, in her own room. Bila anak da besar, sibuk lak nanti soh dia dekat n spend time dkat2 ngan kita kan? So, time kecik ni, biar la dimaksimumkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time baru2 blaja makan super solid food (yang takyah nak blend2), mmg slalu we all makan mouth-to-mouth. Kekdg in public, org pandang. But so what? Anak aku kottt. Xyah guna tgn, rasa dia da takde sket (so that tak pedas or masam sgt) or telah dichew sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damia ada collection baju yg sgt byk. Ada satu kotak dah di let go. Satu kotak, masih disimpan coz mama dia syg sgt sgt. Highly likely boleh digunakan oleh adik(s) damia. Satu ag big stack - for her current usage. So that day, terpaksa g ikea jap, beli almari for her. Tung tang tung tang papa dia pasang, nak letak baju/dress dia yang byk tu. Collection kasut - bole tahan la. Now ada dia kotak kasut, penuh. Satu for below 6m. Satu ag above 6m. Siap label bagai. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-8692648262612924145?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/8692648262612924145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8692648262612924145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8692648262612924145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-4.html' title='Damia...1.5 years (episode 4)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2319990535582081864</id><published>2011-12-17T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T14:46:31.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia...1.5 years (episode 3)</title><content type='html'>Ckp psal independent, penah time tu, I had 3 weeks training with the US and Bratislava team, like twice or 3x a week. Malam lak tu. Around 9pm till 12midnight or sometimes 10-12+ midnight. Then, dia akan main/stay at GM and Tok D's room or maybe dia naik atas katil, susun bantal, minum susu, tgk her fav cartoon: Pooh, Agent Oso, Mickey. Cian je...kekdg trus tetido. But I tried la, tepuk2 dia jugak, buatkan susu semua for her while attending d training. Training via phone, so I mute it la. Penah skali tu, they asked me, whether u agree ke tak wif dat position. Then, I unmute the button and answered, yes. Dpt lak time tu damia tgh nangis. N my mgr there said, "hmm...but I don't think your baby agrees with you." And everyone laughed. Damia damiaaaa...bertuah sungguh la awak ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari segi sopan santun n agama, dia da pandai a few things jugak aaa. Nak solat (like I explained above). Abis azan, bila kata, "damia, baca doa", dia akan tadah tgn. Camtu gak lepas solat. Bila "aminnn" tu yg laju je tgn smp ke muka. Cuttteeee sgt!! =) also, bila suruh bersalam ngan org. Dia akan salam, cium tangan. Bila dia bagi brg or dpt brg drpd org, slalu dia akan ckp "ashih" = terima kasih. Pandai kan? (Ye ye, saya puji anak sendiri. Sila jgn puke ye....=) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amik lotion, sapu sendiri. Haaa....ni lagi satu fav stuff yg dia suka buat. We all slalu before tido, akan letak lotion kat kaki and tangan. So, dia tahu, while watching her fav cartoon, on the way nak tido tu, she'll request for the body lotion. Disebabkan both of us guna Johnson's, so bole la damia pun guna skali. Dia akan sapu kat kaki sendiri....tiru gaya the parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu, disebabkan time preggie, I was a bit rajin kemas rumah. Plus, damia lak duduk ngan GM. Hari2 tgk GM kemas itu ini, lap sana sini. So, now, dia sgt rajin. Klau dia tumpahkan air, dia akan mintak kain nak lap. Or dia nampak kotor ke ape ke, dia nak lap. Jgn la bagi dia baby wipes tu. Abis dia g lap sana sini. Can't remember whether I've mentioned it in previous entry ke tak (tak ingat la). That time, we all g visit my colleague baru deliver. Then, my colleague kasi dia yakult. Yakult tu tumpah sket atas meja. Dia mintak beg, nak amik baby wipes. Then, dia lap. Nak wat citer ag best, dia angkat skali org tu punya alas meja, lapppp sume meja tu. Ya rabbi, malu gak la kejap time tu. But "terhibur" ngan perangai dia. End up, we all gelak je. Coz, meja tu mmg xde habuk, but dia akan lap, sampai dia satisfied. Kat umah, klau blk air basah, dia akan amik towel, nak lap blk air tu. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2319990535582081864?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2319990535582081864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2319990535582081864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2319990535582081864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-3.html' title='Damia...1.5 years (episode 3)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-7658433774875646214</id><published>2011-12-17T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T14:44:42.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia...1.5 years (episode 2)</title><content type='html'>Early december. Apa development damia for the past 6m? Actually kan, more for damia to read this when dia da besar nanti. Hopefully the blog is still "alive". Ok, things that I can remember la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia da ada 12 batang gigi. 4 depan, atas bwh. Lagi dua gigi geraham atas bwh, kiri kanan. Lagi ligat dia mengunyah. Now, apa saja dia nak try, dia try je. Be it durian, coffee, tea, memacam cordial and food. Bagi jea dia rasa. InsyaAllah, tak memudaratkan. X kasi, dia nak rasa gak. So, bagi jela dia rasa. Rasa dlu, if dia suke, bagi but moderately la. Like coffee tu maybe one two sip. Teh tarik tu kekdg ada la gak smp segelas dia bantai sorang. Alhamdulillah, takde pape, ok la (kot). Tau, tau....perut dia x "matured" lagi, etc etc. Tau, thanks kepada sesiapa yg nak nasihatkan. No nooo....not being sarcastic. Seriously, thanks for the concern. Cuma kekdg, we all cair gak, follow gak apa dia nak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pandai mengajuk. Yela, at her age, sng dia nak absorb. Ape kita buat, apa org keliling buat/ckp. Klau baby menangis, dia suke mengajuk n then gelakkan balik. Sabo jela tau. Tapi, byk ag yg positive ajukkan tu. Perlakuan - klau nak solat dia tahu nak bentang sejadah and dia ajuk cara kita solat. Kekdg, dia buat gaya angkat takbiratulihram and dia sebut Allahuakbar (dgn pelat dia) , suruh duduk bila makan or minum, amik brg, amik hp, buat susu, nak main, pegi sana sini. Klau nak kua tu, dia tau kena pegi amik kunci, kasut, mana nak simpan balik. Dia anak yang menurut kata. So, dia mudah belajar. Syukur Alhamdulillah. Satu faktor adalah, dia memang anak yang bijak. Damia, maksudnya kebijakan. Satu lagi faktor adalah, sebab ni kurniaan Allah SWT. Damia ni memang tak susah nak ngandung dia, lahir dia, jaga dia. Syukur syukur. Satu lagi faktor = get her involvement in every matters. Sbb I believe, anak yang tak ramai sgt, sng nak buat dia terinvolve sama dgn ape kita buat/fikir. Nanti I will post one entry about quantity / bilangan anak that bothers me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to involvement tu. Drpd dia dalam perut, byk mende yang jadi, I will talk to her. Explain to her. Walaupun dia belum kua lagi. Now, bila dia da besar ni pun, memang I will try to explain to her, mcm org besar. Cerita je kat dia. Macam dia paham je kan? But yes, that's my approach. She's like my bestfriend, bkn anak. Except for the part yg dia notty sikit. Kena gak tempik, marah, kena pukul, sepak muka. Kena jugakkkk......&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila time main, main la. Kejar2, gelak2, gomol2, cium2. So, penuh perhatian kat dia. Damia ni, kalau nak keluar, dia tahu nak pilih baju mana. Kasut mana, ape kena buat, ape nak amik. Like beg susu dia, selimut dia, tak tinggal. Suruh dia duduk, pegi basuh tangan, buka baju nak mandi. Contohnya, bila dia nak mandi, dia nak amik sendiri bath tub. Dia nak bersihkan balik bath tub yg penuh buih tu. Dia nak bersihkan balik lantai yang byk buih and sabun tu. Kasi jela. But kena monitor. Kasi dia chance nak buat bende sama yang kita buat so that she could learn. Damia start buat byk mende sendiri after her first birthday, till now. Dia sgt independent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-7658433774875646214?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/7658433774875646214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7658433774875646214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7658433774875646214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-2.html' title='Damia...1.5 years (episode 2)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-8337718335847586237</id><published>2011-12-17T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T14:41:14.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia...1.5 years (episode 1)</title><content type='html'>This post is supposed to be dated Aug 19. &lt;br /&gt;Damia is now 76cm and 9.45kg  - as per her last check up, early July. Alhamdulillah, belum ada lagi immunization yg termiss. Stakat ni, semua da lengkap. Together with pneumococoal n rota virus punya jab yg mahal tu...takpela, demi anak. Syukur alhamdulillah...ada rezeki nak kasi dia yg terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, damia da laju da jalan...she started her first step somewhere in june. Baby steps. Now, bila balik umah tu, bole la nampak dia berjalan laju2 ke arah kita. Syukur syukur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, drpd kecik memang everytime azan, I will "jawab azan" tu dekat ngan dia n bacakan doa selepas azan. Now, she knows. Kalau lepas azan je, dia akan tadah tangan, mcm nak baca doa. Alhamdulillah...semoga anak mama menjadi anak yg solehah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia dah pandai...mcm orang besarrrr...when u laugh, she'll imitate. She'll laugh along. At times, mende tu funny, cuma u tak laugh out loud and yet, mcm dia tau pulak mende tu kelakar, so, dia akan tetibe gelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerit - fav past time damia jugak. Klau nak kata kena sepak kat muka tu, mmg da byk kali gak la. Coz unnecessarily nangis + mama dia ngantuk or penat. At night, sometimes when mama dia penat sgt, bole smp mimpi2 - ingatkan da buat susu. Rupanya, tu sume hanya mimpi. Cian anak mama kekdg lapar jap (bole gak jadi smp sejam dua). Klau papa dia balik lmbt, lucky la, bole notice dat she was crying and he'll prepare the milk for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 13 months, she knows a few more things. If mende jatuh, somehow she'll say d word "jatuh" with her own accent, "nak" refers to various things - semua pun nak nak nak. But, if we ask her if she wants milk or not, by showing d bottle, and she will either nod or shook her head. If dia tanak sesatu mende tu, dia akan geleng sendiri. Officially pegang botol on her own - after her bday dat day. Maybe dia baru nak balancekan..almaklumlah, botol tommee tippee mama dia belikan tu kan gemuk. Heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu bila org da start pakai tudung ataupun amik kunci kete, she knows - heyyy...everyone is going out. I don't want to be left alone at home. Maka, dia akan terkedek2 or uh uh uh, soh dukung coz nak ikut skali. And dgn pantasnya, lambai kat semua org. Kalau gi shopping mall tu, papa dia ckup suka dukung. Coz mcm direct contact ngan dia. In addition, amoi2 lawa tu, akan pandang kat papa dia coz damia akan bye bye kat dorg. N bdk ni pun pandai memilih, yg lawa2 je dia lambai. Pastu dia senyum ag tu. So, manalahhhh saham papa dia x naik agi kan? Maka, stroller yg smp 1k+ tu pun diabaikan. Bazir je. Butttt...kekdg, ada la gunanye stroller tu. Let's say for example Mr P busy kat restaurant dia...we all g ikea ke ape ke, berdua je. Bole je...susu sume (letak dlm beg Guess - tak ler nampak mcm beg susu sgt kan?), then, handle damia and kua msukkan stroller (10kg tau!). Ala...mothers..can handle nyerla...takde hal. All the mothers out there, bole je sebenarnye if nak kuar berdua ngan baby. Dat day, beli brg kat ikea, smp penuh kete, bole je handle bdk skali. InsyaAllah...doa yg terbaik, nanti dipermudahkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In d car...nowadays, hanya 10% of the time dia nak duduk kat car seat. Lelain tu, duduk on d lap of d passenger or the driver. So, kalau berdua ngan dia tu, mmg dia akan dok kat driver la. Bahaya? Yes..tapi nak buat cemane? Takkan nak biar anak melalak terlolong, pastu terjatuh kat bwh pe bagai kan? Terpaksa la. Kdg dia menghadap myself and tetido atas dada. Comeyyy je. Syukur alhamdulillah, tak penah ada lagi incident yang tak diingini berlaku. Tapi, kena master bab drive satu tangan and also bwk kete auto la. Another one, dia pantang masuk kete, mesti nak kena on radio. Then, bdn goyang2 depan blakang ikut music. Buttt...anak saya pandai memilih. If lagu rancak je. If lagu slow2, dia x layan. Dia akan resah gelisah n she'll change the station. Pandai kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syukur alhamdulillah. Semoga damia membesar menjadi anak yang bijak bistari, solehah, menghormati org tua, pemurah dan berkepimpinan tinggi, insyaAllah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-8337718335847586237?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/8337718335847586237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8337718335847586237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8337718335847586237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/damia15-years-episode-1.html' title='Damia...1.5 years (episode 1)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1660550760677616251</id><published>2011-12-16T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:23:21.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For quite some time...</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile, since I really update this blog. Banyak sgt mende jadi for the couple of months, but I tried to restrict myself utk tak tulis blog too frequent or perhaps, if frequent pun, bkn about the same thing again n again. Bosan la...baca about the same thing je. Mcm daily calender pulak kan? Everyday pasal anak buat ape, pegi sana sini, padahal bkn big deal pun, so typical, normal n boring. So, malas la nak update if those are the things/event attended/places went to. Kekdg tu yes la nak update. But if every week, balik kampung la, pegi wedding la ape la...tak ke mcm bosan? Ntah la...personal view je. Other ppl might like it. Like to read. Like to write. I don't know. I might not like it now but perhaps I tend to change my preference in the future? Who knows kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People grow up. People changed. I'm just gonna type some boring stuffs here. Some stuffs that I've observed for quite some time. Some stuffs which I think I'm going to do a bit of judging + mengomen itu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ex colleagues : I don't quite like certain of you. You have done stuffs which I don't like in the past. So, please....I may not want to be your fb friend or even keep in touch with you. Ada jugak, yang bila da jadi mak/bapak org, they changed. They tried to be nice to you. But perhaps, when we were small - schooling time, u buat mcm tu, maybe la skarang bole terima, coz time tu zaman kanak2 riang. But u buat when semua da besar. So, you don't deserve to be treated like a "friend". I do still remember who you are, regardless how much changes you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ex boyfriends or girlfriend to ex bfs : Same like above, cuma certain of you, I just don't wanna keep in touch with you. Not to say that you have hurt me ke ape ke but more of, enough la. Tak nak close lagi. Boleh? Stop trying to impress or act nice when u have udang di sebalik batu. Or if you are the partner of my ex - syukur alhamdulillah, perhaps, you are the better one who suits that person. Ko nak kawin, bercinta semegah mana ke, semundur mana ke, nak telungkup ke ape ke, I don't care and I have my own life. Sila la mind your own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kengkwn skolah version 1: Ramai now dah jadi lecturer / cikgu. &amp;nbsp;Tapi....dlu kat skolah, ramai di antara anda yang dok kat class paling mundur...kat blakang tu, results pun agak hampeh. N now ur telling me that ur a teacher/lecturer? Kat fb ke social network ke ape ke, English tunggang langgang. Pastu dia jadi cikgu/lecturer?&amp;nbsp;Ye, saya tak memandang rendah pada anda semua. Tapi...helloooo....camne I nak percaya the future generation untuk diletak di bawah didikan anda semua, when you urself, last time, produced bad results (dulu), was not hardworking enough (dulu), English tunggang langgang (now)? Bayangkan, buat announcement / good luck with via fb / twitter dgn English camtu? Dgn Bahasa Melayu camtu? Or ada yang anak murid ramai in your friends list and yet, the status, nak mengada menggedik ngan bf. Or gamba yang seksi meksi satu macam. Like, nanti kalau anak-anak pegi sekolah? Dorang pun mengutuk, "uish, cikgu ni, kat sekolah nasihat org bagai, soh buat baik, improve itu ini. Dia tu?" Uishh...risaunye...Bukan ape, sesetgh profession, memang kena restrict kan memende camtu. Memang tak sesuai. It depends on who are there in your list. Bayangkan klau cikgu kita sendiri tulis memende camtu, gamba "berbagai-bagai", tak ke kita pun to certain extend memandang rendah pada mereka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kengkwn skolah version 2: Ramai jugak yang dah jadi doctor. Tapi, sikit2 komen teruk2 kat fb. Ye, faham...profession tu requires you to be involved in one's health condition. Hidup mati jugak. Tapi, bayangkan, kalau kita g jumpa doc, balik tu doc tu komen psal pesakit, psal camne teruknye hidup dia, camne teruknya profession tu, camne bosannye jadi doc, camne teruknya pesakit like klau tak serious takyah la pegi emergency, pasal berapa byk kes dia buat hari tu. Poyo + bosan + tak suke ok? Like....bayangkan klau accountant citer, brape byk acc dia kena settle, brape byk tax comp yang ada so high tax position, or secretary yang citer brape byk surat dia kena type, or maybe architect - brape byk draft dia kena lukis, amend. Tak ke bosan? Yela...we all ni tak involve hidup mati, but it doesn't make your profession tu gempak giler sgt. Poyo ok? Lain la klau u citer...owh...dorang discover penyakit ni, nowadays. Camni cara nak take precaution. Things like dat. Best la sket. Terasa la doc tu sgt encouraging. Nowadays, mcm kes gynae or paed Damia, memang we really look into the matter of finding those doc yang sgt encouraging, positive, "personal" tau. Rather than these type of doctors. Perhaps I'm not good with words. I don't really know how to describe these doctors but personally, we were really choosy when choosing our own doctors yang akan divisit secara kerap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday. Not in the mood of doing so much work. Going back home now. Will update more, when I have the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-1660550760677616251?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1660550760677616251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/for-quite-some-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1660550760677616251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1660550760677616251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/for-quite-some-time.html' title='For quite some time...'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1710679771209883156</id><published>2011-12-16T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:39:32.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maclaren: Techno XLR Stroller For Sale</title><content type='html'>I would like to let go this stroller since my baby doesn't like to sit in a stroller anymore. She prefers walking. It is still in very superb condition. Used it less than 20 times only. Very suitable from birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product Features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Compact umbrella fold&lt;br /&gt;- Suitable from birth and up&lt;br /&gt;- Carrying Capacity up to 15kg (UK) or 29.5kg (US)&lt;br /&gt;- 2 tone harness&lt;br /&gt;- Satin finish handle and coordinating buckle&lt;br /&gt;- 4 reclining seat positions&lt;br /&gt;- Ergonomically optimised, handles&lt;br /&gt;- Foot-operated linked parking brakes&lt;br /&gt;- Customised luggage tag included&lt;br /&gt;- Front and rear wheel suspension&lt;br /&gt;- Height adjustable handles&lt;br /&gt;- Extendable leg rest&lt;br /&gt;- Height adjustable shoulder harness&lt;br /&gt;- Coordinating head hugger&lt;br /&gt;- Shoulder pads&lt;br /&gt;- Coordinating seat liner&lt;br /&gt;- Reflective accents&lt;br /&gt;- Raincover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, I'm the type who will ensure style and comfort comes hand-in-hand. Don't quite like those uncomfy strollers, where you need to put extra pillow / padding for their safety. Was very very choosy during the selection process and this stroller caught my attention. Very nice color (orange - as the picture below) and yes, ladies, you can handle it by yourself without any help from anyone. I went out for shopping by myself, handled the baby and the stroller by myself. So, no worries. Easy to use, easy to handle, very smooth while pushing the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Je19V69tKvs/TuhT2RncneI/AAAAAAAAB80/pXbW9wbsWU8/s1600/infant-stroller_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Je19V69tKvs/TuhT2RncneI/AAAAAAAAB80/pXbW9wbsWU8/s1600/infant-stroller_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Willing to let go at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RM1150&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;. Anyone interested, please do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;SOLD~!&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/8302794553595309503-1710679771209883156?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1710679771209883156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/maclaren-techno-xlr-stroller-for-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1710679771209883156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1710679771209883156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/maclaren-techno-xlr-stroller-for-sale.html' title='Maclaren: Techno XLR Stroller For Sale'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Je19V69tKvs/TuhT2RncneI/AAAAAAAAB80/pXbW9wbsWU8/s72-c/infant-stroller_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2310667803969002212</id><published>2011-12-16T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:20:52.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IBM Learning Center</title><content type='html'>The last trip that we went to (overseas) was like 2 years ago. Melbourne and Paris. 2 months pregnant. Tapi sgt enjoy la. Of course, it was our honeymoon kan? Ups n downs, happiness n laughter, sad n tears. Mixed up. Everything. But Alhamdulillah.....diberi rezeki utk pegi sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one - if Allah SWT permits, budget approved (actually it is approved, cuma yela, kita tak tau in case last minute dorang cancel ke ape ke)....it will be United States. Hopefully, the workshop goes according to the plan, visa semua takde masalah. Accomodation + travelling expenses all paid for. Cuma, tu la...klau Mr P and Damia dtg after the workshop, tgk la camne expenses nye pulak. Will work it out. InsyaAllah. Coz, m planning to bring them there as well, since all travelling expenses for me are all covered. We shall see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the training/workshop, most likely we all akan "dicampakkan" kat sini...it's IBM's Learning Center by Dolce Hotels and Resorts. Bukan nak kata ape la...but seriously, memula tengok, agak jakun gak aaaa....yela, kat sini (Malaysia), traning/conference kat hotel or the office building itself. But syukur Alhamdulillah, my ex employers dulu, semuanya provide training kat tempat best-best jugak. Our own training center (in the building) and in a hotel building. Memang cantik and modern. Syukur, takde la kat tetempat yang hampeh kan? Yang ni pulak, its own Learning Center. Memula, ternganga gak la tengok. Happy, excited, a bit scared, amazed with the place. Soooo proud to be an IBMer. Joining IBM - banyak mende best....facilities + bosses + flexibilities + medical benefits and sooo much more. Syukur Alhamdulillah...memang bersyukur sgt dengan rezeki yang Allah SWT bagi. Dia bagi kesusahan dulu and kesenangan later. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twsQ2Vos3JM/Tur6Uz8lp7I/AAAAAAAAB9M/SNlLe-PAFKY/s1600/ibmlearning1-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="328" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twsQ2Vos3JM/Tur6Uz8lp7I/AAAAAAAAB9M/SNlLe-PAFKY/s400/ibmlearning1-l.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6kP-wBgyNg/Tur6TC6aMOI/AAAAAAAAB88/kRH3LHmP3L4/s1600/ibmlearning9-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6kP-wBgyNg/Tur6TC6aMOI/AAAAAAAAB88/kRH3LHmP3L4/s400/ibmlearning9-l.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-skyLQkSu34U/Tur6T-eHdWI/AAAAAAAAB9A/KBOD9saj-Jo/s1600/header_accomm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-skyLQkSu34U/Tur6T-eHdWI/AAAAAAAAB9A/KBOD9saj-Jo/s400/header_accomm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The accomodation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The best kept secret&amp;nbsp;in Westchester County is &amp;nbsp;the IBM Learning Center. A&amp;nbsp;Dolce Hotels &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Resorts&amp;nbsp;Conference Center, located in Armonk, New York. The stylish guest rooms of the IBM Learning Center provide every comfort and convenience,&amp;nbsp;including&amp;nbsp;complimentary WiFi.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNoBaYN7Kcg/Tur6WBrd8wI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Qk8lb18ZPm8/s1600/ibmlearning2-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNoBaYN7Kcg/Tur6WBrd8wI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Qk8lb18ZPm8/s400/ibmlearning2-l.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DKlHxEgYyo/Tur6XKHf1gI/AAAAAAAAB9c/cyyRQaj9syw/s1600/ibmlearning3-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DKlHxEgYyo/Tur6XKHf1gI/AAAAAAAAB9c/cyyRQaj9syw/s400/ibmlearning3-l.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sCjsBBUp4BU/Tur6YLiDh8I/AAAAAAAAB9g/cBaEOxIEB8c/s1600/ibmlearning4-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sCjsBBUp4BU/Tur6YLiDh8I/AAAAAAAAB9g/cBaEOxIEB8c/s400/ibmlearning4-l.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGtllqe6iX4/Tur6ZMsIeiI/AAAAAAAAB9o/gE0mS-6crUs/s1600/ibmlearning5-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGtllqe6iX4/Tur6ZMsIeiI/AAAAAAAAB9o/gE0mS-6crUs/s400/ibmlearning5-l.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT4dPQMVt54/Tur6aDSx5XI/AAAAAAAAB90/nNugvX_TZYA/s1600/ibmlearning8-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT4dPQMVt54/Tur6aDSx5XI/AAAAAAAAB90/nNugvX_TZYA/s400/ibmlearning8-l.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8kKknctvt4/Tur-lulc5bI/AAAAAAAAB-A/rPQwahslGZM/s1600/header_business.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8kKknctvt4/Tur-lulc5bI/AAAAAAAAB-A/rPQwahslGZM/s400/header_business.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7t9yZ3O81g/Tur-mg67zCI/AAAAAAAAB-M/QoEwW08YKjU/s1600/header_golf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7t9yZ3O81g/Tur-mg67zCI/AAAAAAAAB-M/QoEwW08YKjU/s400/header_golf.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaZ4QVsGqrc/Tur-na3S_hI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/T4bq01TMNmE/s1600/header_guest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaZ4QVsGqrc/Tur-na3S_hI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/T4bq01TMNmE/s400/header_guest.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g_xmqs204lM/Tur-nx3sg0I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/z0ZhAojFM40/s1600/header_pool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g_xmqs204lM/Tur-nx3sg0I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/z0ZhAojFM40/s400/header_pool.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kat sini jadi macam one stop centre...ala, actually mcm duduk hotel biasa la, ada queen size bed, dry cleaning, restaurant, golf, gym, wifi, gift shop....cuma this one memang semua dlm satu compound, as IBM Learning Centre. InsyaAllah, if everything goes well.....tapi, kalau tak jadi pun, to certain extend, still proud jugak. I mean, whatever it is, I am still an IBMer. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: www.ibmlearningcenter.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2310667803969002212?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2310667803969002212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/ibm-learning-center.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2310667803969002212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2310667803969002212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/ibm-learning-center.html' title='IBM Learning Center'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twsQ2Vos3JM/Tur6Uz8lp7I/AAAAAAAAB9M/SNlLe-PAFKY/s72-c/ibmlearning1-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2979786839788230621</id><published>2011-12-15T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:59:14.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical woman</title><content type='html'>My friend forwarded an email just now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy reading it....typical perempuan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang laki telefon bini;&lt;br /&gt;“Yang oii… Abang kat kedai mamak ni… Awak nak pesan apa-apa?”&lt;br /&gt;Bini jawab,&lt;br /&gt;“Takmau bang, bini awak tengah diet…”&lt;br /&gt;Laki pun balik rumah, goyang tangan tak beli apa-apa…&lt;br /&gt;Sampai rumah, tengok bini tarik muka moncong macam cencorot. Siap majuk-majuk… Dia lari tido bilik sebelah….&lt;br /&gt;Bila laki respond balik,&lt;br /&gt;“Kan tadi awak yang takmau pesan apa-apa yang oiii….”&lt;br /&gt;Bini jawab,&lt;br /&gt;“Memangla orang kata takmau apa-apa… Tapi belikan jerla apa-apa….Kalau abang beli apa-apa kita makan jerrr….”&lt;br /&gt;Eh, eh bini aku ni… Yang mana satu nih?, bisik hati sang laki.&lt;br /&gt;Habis 1 bab.&lt;br /&gt;—————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Masuk bab 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laki talipon bini,&lt;br /&gt;“Petang ni awak nak masak apa Yang?”&lt;br /&gt;Bini jawab,&lt;br /&gt;“Alaaahhh…. Hari-hari kena masak, penatlah bang! Balik keja ni Abang makan siap-siaplah. Senang…”&lt;br /&gt;Laki pon, balik keje.. Singgah kedai mamak. Tibai nasik beriyani kari kamben baekk punya. Sampai umah, sendawa bau kamben.&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba… Bini jerit panggil suh makan! Bang, bini awak masak sambal tumis petai, sama sup ayam, sama telur bistik, sama ayam goreng kunyit.&lt;br /&gt;“Jom makan!!”, jemput si bini.&lt;br /&gt;Si laki terkulat-kulat pandang makanan penuh satu meja. Sedangkan perut dia dah senak, penuh dengan kamben!&lt;br /&gt;Merajuk lagiiii… Tido bilik sebelah lagi…..!!&lt;br /&gt;“Yang, awak ni ada kecelaruan mental ke halusinasi nih?”, rungut sang laki.&lt;br /&gt;Habis 2 bab.&lt;br /&gt;—————————————————————-&lt;br /&gt;Masuk bab 3.&lt;br /&gt;Bini berkata,&lt;br /&gt;“Abangni, kalo dok umah asek sepah umah jerlah! Bini abang penat tau nak kemas umah semedang. Awat abang tak kuar pi mancing ker… Pi main bola ke…Pegilah! Pegilah! Saya nak rilek-rilek dgn budak-budak nih.”&lt;br /&gt;Si laki punyala seronok weeiii. Dan-dan tu bangun pi tukar baju, capai talipon, capai kunci keta.&lt;br /&gt;“Bila dah siap, kuar bilik. Tengok anak bini dah siap-siap pakai baju lawa. Bangggg, bini awak sama anak-anak ikut awak eh?”&lt;br /&gt;“##@#@#$@$%#%^&amp;amp;^%*%&amp;amp;*”, sang laki merana seorang diri.&lt;br /&gt;Habis 3 bab.&lt;br /&gt;—————————————————————-&lt;br /&gt;Masuk bab 4.&lt;br /&gt;Bini berkata,&lt;br /&gt;“Bang,hujung minggu ni balik kampung nak?”&lt;br /&gt;“Alaa, abang keja lah yang….”, jawab si laki.&lt;br /&gt;“Abang hantar bini abang dgn anak-anak dah la bang. Pastu abang balik la KL balik.”, balas sang bini.&lt;br /&gt;Lepas dah hantar hanak bini balik Parit Buntaq. Esoknya, laki pon start keta… Nak balik KL.&lt;br /&gt;Baru sampai Taiping, talipon berbunyi… Bini dia talipon.&lt;br /&gt;“Abang bila nak balik ambik kitorang bang?”&lt;br /&gt;Sang laki,&lt;br /&gt;“&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;$%^$%&amp;amp;%^*^#”, merana lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Habis 4 bab.&lt;br /&gt;—————————————————————-&lt;br /&gt;Masuk bab 5.&lt;br /&gt;Bini berkata,&lt;br /&gt;“Abang ni asyik tengok tibi jer dari semalam tau. Abang tak kesian bini abang ker? Dah kelupas-kelupas kulit jari tau.. Asik basuh kain jer. Abang tulungla lipat banjaran Himalaya dalam bilik rahsia tu bang…”&lt;br /&gt;Laki pon, dengan muka rebel…. Masuk bilik rahsia… Lipat kain.&lt;br /&gt;Sekali, bini masuk bilik nak usha line… Tetiba jer kena petir plak..&lt;br /&gt;“Apa awak lipat kain mcm ni banggg? Kenapa sudut kanan tak align dgn sudut kiri nih? Kenapa kolar baju ni awak lipat ke dalam? kenapa spender ni awak lipat tiga? kenapa? kenapa? kenapa?”&lt;br /&gt;Sang laki,&lt;br /&gt;“#@%%#$%#%^$^*&amp;amp;%(*^(^*()”, terkena lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Habis 5 bab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—————————————————————&lt;br /&gt;Masuk bab 6.&lt;br /&gt;Isteri berkata,&lt;br /&gt;“Nah hambik anak ni bang… pakaikan pampers, pakaikan baju…bini abang nak mandikan hanak yang sorang lagi….”&lt;br /&gt;“Nak bagi pakai baju mana ni Yang…?”, sang laki bertanya.&lt;br /&gt;“Alah abangni… kan baju anak ada 8 bakul tu…pakaikan jerlah baju mana-mana pon… bukan ada org nk tengok ponnn…”&lt;br /&gt;Bila bini tengok, anak dah siap pakai baju….&lt;br /&gt;“Apa pesen baju abang bagi budak ni pakai bangggg! Apsal seluar kunin, tapi baju kaler merah? Kalau orang tengok, nanti orang ingat anak kita sami ha…”&lt;br /&gt;“%%^*(&amp;amp;^%&amp;amp;^#$@!%$@&amp;amp;$^%%”, sang laki hanya terkedu membisu.&lt;br /&gt;Habis 6 bab.&lt;br /&gt;———————————————————-&lt;br /&gt;Aduhai, sukarnya memahami bahasa-bahasa wanita? Kesian jadi sang laki. Otak lurus sangat. Tu la pasalnya.&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, bab TAMAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2979786839788230621?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2979786839788230621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/typical-woman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2979786839788230621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2979786839788230621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/12/typical-woman.html' title='Typical woman'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-3123102368602175855</id><published>2011-11-14T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T16:23:07.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila tak tenang...</title><content type='html'>I would like to share with my fellow readers, some tips...what to do when tak berapa tenang. It works for me. Ada kebaikan dan keberkatan di sebaliknya...yes...saya mmg suke "menjerit" kat twitter or facebook and yes, I admit, I still do it at times. But I realized, takde faedahnya....so, these are the things that I do when I feel like nak marah sgt, geram sgt, or rasa tak tenang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Solat - always the best. At least pun, amik wudhu'.&lt;br /&gt;2) Baca al-quran. Mama memang tersgt rajin baca Quran. Anytime dia free je, dia akan baca Al-Quran. Mama penah ckp..."nanti kan, bila Mama dlm kubur, Mama nak make sure ada handsome guy ni, teman Mama." Tak fhm maksud ni? Try click on this link about&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://firdaus-aziz.blogspot.com/2010/08/inginkan-lelaki-yang-kacak-sebagai.html"&gt;lelaki kacak sebagai peneman&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3) Bukak Maybank2u, tgk berapa balance duit dlm tu. Click transfer, send to Mama, Papa or pusat zakat ke or rumah anak yatim ke ape ke. Sometimes, dah terlampau minimum balance dlm tu, tapi somehow lepas buat item no 3 ni, bole jadi tenang.&lt;br /&gt;4) Kalau tgh berdiri, duduk. Klau tgh duduk, baring.&lt;br /&gt;5) Make sure zakat pendapatan for bln tu da settle.&lt;br /&gt;6) Similar to item no 1, amik wudhu', qadha' balik solat-solat yang dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys can try the above. InsyaAllah, boleh beroleh ketenangan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-3123102368602175855?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/3123102368602175855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/11/bila-tak-tenang.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3123102368602175855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3123102368602175855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/11/bila-tak-tenang.html' title='Bila tak tenang...'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1041159761566174327</id><published>2011-11-02T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:43:18.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>In my previous entry, I was kinda sad...yes, I am still sad. But, somehow, ada juga cahaya yang diberikan oleh Allah SWT supaya dapat diteruskan kehidupan dalam suasana agak gembira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My bestie will be joining me in this company mid this month. I am super happy. I mean, she'll be sitting next to me, I can talk crap with her, I can share stupid stuffs with her. For example, if I'm busy....she knows. She will come and talk crap n luahkan n citer this n that, yet, I just dgr. N after that dia blah je. But she understands that I will still hear and she can still talk crap. Vice versa. We can just pick up the phone.....and talk crap and just ok la, bye. Tu je. I mean, I can only do that with her. I just dunno why. I have my stupid-crap talk-advisor-friend. She can advice me, she will highlight to me if it is wrong, she's like a sister to me. We love each other. Like friend-sister love. Ok ok....it sounds sooooo gay. But yea....I love her. So what? I can NOT talk to her. I can give my sour face. I can say hi n bye to her. We can do bullshit talk. She's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Over yesterday's conference call, I knew about something. Kinda good news for me. Excited and happy at the same time. Smiling from ear to ear, trying to imagine it. I'll be seeing .... if everything goes well, if everything goes smoothly. If time permits and financials are ok. Cool~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am so grateful that my prayers since last time were answered. I wanted a nice, romantic hubby. A very good friend. A very good father to my kid(s). A very understanding husband. I have it all in Mr P. Recently, I heard many outsiders were "puji"ing Mr P utk ketabahan dia, kerajinan dia, betapa ringan tulangnya dia, kematangan dia at the age of 25, his views and future plans. Perhaps org keliling taktau, family members taktau. Hanya org tertentu yang tahu and boleh nampak the potential. Biasa la...keadaannya. Lumrah manusia. Nampak yang tak baik je. Padahal tatau niat sebenar. Padahal tatau plan sebenar. Padahal tatau keadaan sebenar. Main campak je opinion tu. Main sembur je kata-kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Damia yang makin bijak dan pandai sehari-hari. Sekarang dah pandai ckp "no" atau geleng kepala. Dia tahu klau nak decline some stuffs. Dia tahu apa yang dia nak dan tak nak. Kekdg like...alahaiiii....da pandai reject da anak mama ni. Tapi, takpela...tu part of the development. Takkan nak biar dia mcm bdk kecik je all the time kan? One day, dia akan membesar jugak. And THAT, starts from now. InsyaAllah, dia akan jadi pemimpin yang baik. Pemimpin yang adil. Ya Allah ya tuhanku, klau anak ku tak boleh menjadi pemimpin yang baik suatu hari nanti, biarlah dia hanya menjadi team member rather than team leader. Supaya tak banyak / tiada dosa yang ditanggungnya. Jika dia dpt menjadi pemimpin yang baik, biarlah dia memimpin ke arah kebaikan dan di jalan yang diredhaiMu ya Allah. Jangan jadikan dia anak yang riak dan takbur. Semoga dia tahu, kehidupan yang kekal hanyalah di sana nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We have sold our studio apartment. 4 years including construction period, dpt untung yang boleh tahan byk as compared to other properties/area. Syukur Alhamdulillah...we have our own plans. Hmm....belum pun dpt baki 90% tu, tapi dah ada ura-ura yang nak cadangkan duit tu dibuat utk itu ini. Aihhh...manusia, tak penah nye puas. Tak boleh tgk org senang sikit? Tanak tanya dulu duit tu ada plan ke, or nak buat apape n if we all tanak bgtau pun, rasa respect tu tak ada. Kitorang da kahwin. Ada family sendiri. Kenapa sibuk2 mcm tu? Time keluarga u, takde pulak kita persoalkan. Siap kekdg nak berahsia lagi. Adakah sebab you lagi tua? Adil ke camtu? (Ketidakadilan camni la salah satu lagi reason kenapa Damia belum ada adik lagi till now). Ada ke we all tanya duit u pegi mana? Ada ke we all sibuk2 nak buat plan for u, duit u utk itu ini? Ada ke we all tanya, existing duit you buat ape, ada berapa? Kenapa beli itu ini, hantar anak sana sini? &amp;nbsp;We all takde nak question psal org lain punya financials. Plus, time financials tight sikit dulu, takde siapa yang pandang. Org yang paling close pun bole bagi feedback yang paling menyakitkan hati. Aihhh...sedih ngan keadaan tu. Hopefully, takkan berulang lagi. Yang membantu time tu, hanya seorang manusia ni. Padahal, dia bkn family member. Dia bknlah kwn yang super duper rapat giler-giler. Tapi, dia yang menolong time tu. Dia yang membantu time tu. Memang, insyaAllah takkan putus doa utk kebahagiaan manusia ni dan familynya. Sekarang, dia sendiri diuji oleh ahli keluarganya selepas bapak dia meninggal dunia. Dalam kehidupan, duit boleh buat manusia lupa dan gelap mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Raya haji tahun ni, tatau la apsal, mcm excited sgt nak celebrate. I just dunno why. All I know is, I can't wait for our turn pulak nak pegi haji nanti. Tu yang rasa happy sgt. Ntah la...it's like takde kena mengena pun sekarang. Tapi, rasa happy tu ada. InsyaAllah, akan sampai turn we all nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, nak sambung wat keje. Mlm ni conference call lagi. Now, almost every night ada conference call. Penat....but in the morning, get to come to work slightly later. So, tak kena hit dek traffic jam + bila Damia bangun, mama dia ada depan mata. Syukur Alhamdulillah...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-1041159761566174327?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1041159761566174327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/11/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1041159761566174327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1041159761566174327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/11/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-5196825294794717522</id><published>2011-11-02T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:11:28.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cahaya dalam kesedihan</title><content type='html'>Uish....tajuk mcm skema je kan? Tapi....yes, sedih teramat sgt. Lagi sedih, bila tak boleh nak meluahkannya. Sebab klau ada attempt utk meluahkan, somehow, orang tu la yang akan gunakan utk fire balik. Ya Allah ya tuhanku....dugaan demi dugaan. Sedih dan tangisan tu....jgn citer la...memang takleh nak ckp lagi da. Ditelan mati mak, diluah mati bapak. Camtu la keadaannya. To public, hanya senyuman yang diberikan. Hanya gelak tawa, mcm takde mende yang jadi. Ntah la....susah + tak boleh nak luahkan. Hanya kami berdua yang tahu. Kekdg Damia jadi pendengar setia. Tapi, selalunya bila dia dah tido la. I know you can hear it dear. Tangisan dan doa kepada Allah SWT dipanjatkan. Alhamdulillah, kami sentiasa tahu yang Dia Maha Mengetahui. Dia Maha Mendengar. Doa yang dipanjatkan, dimakbulkan, sedikit demi sedikit. Syukur Alhamdulillah. Ya Allah....aku tahu....kau pilih kami sebab kau tahu kemampuan kami. Kami redha dan bersyukur kerana kami masih dapat bersama menempuh segalanya. Gunting dalam selimut. Talam dua muka. Bagai menanam tebu di tepi bibir. Pijak semut pun tak mati. Kuman seberang laut nampak, gajah depan mata? Yang ambil kesempatan. Yang menjatuhkan. Yang memijak. Yang menghancurkan. Semua jenis manusia ni telah kami hadap. Kami jumpa. Sepanjang 6.5 tahun kami bersama. Sepanjang 2 tahun kami diijabkabulkan. Kadang-kadang yang paling baik dgn kita boleh menjadi musuh yang terutama. Yang paling baik dgn kita yang somehow paling tak boleh membantu kita. Manusia manusia....semoga anda semua dirahmati, semoga anda semua dikurniakan kehidupan yang bahagia selamanya. Kami redha dan kami tahu, kami bertuah sebab sentiasa dlm "perhatianNya". Despite semua dugaan, walaupun mcm tak sudah.....tapi, rezeki..syukur Alhamdulillah, dtg juga. Tak banyak, sedikit pun ada. Syukur Alhamdulillah. Kepada yang menjadi hamba duit, kepada yang suka menjatuhkan org, kepada yang sukakan kemewahan sgt, kepada yang suka menjadi talam dua muka, kepada yang mementingkan dunia, teruskan...semoga anda diberi hidayah dan ketaqwaan dalam kehidupan. InsyaAllah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-5196825294794717522?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/5196825294794717522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/11/cahaya-dalam-kesedihan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5196825294794717522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5196825294794717522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/11/cahaya-dalam-kesedihan.html' title='Cahaya dalam kesedihan'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-201031429037393839</id><published>2011-10-30T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:54:31.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 16 months Hannah Damia</title><content type='html'>So many stories, yet so lil time. I've got so many things to write. I've got so many concerns. I've got so many stories. Lemme highlight one by one, stories by stories, event by event. Most of the stories here would be something that happened hours or months or cud be a year ago. So lil time (for myself), told ya rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lemme start abt Damia. Many of my silent readers who are now not-so-silent-nmore started asking abt some updates abt Damia. My lil gal is now 16 months. Alhamdulillah. Yesterday she turned 16 months. Syukur alhmadulillah, she is a very nice, adorable gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just came back from Langkawi yesterday. Stakat ni, mana we all pegi, Damia became the main attention. Bkn nak puji anak sendiri, tapi it is d fact. Semua akan suka kat dia. Syukur alhamdulillah. Hopefully semua suke dgn cara baik, tiada niat tak elok disebaliknya, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a very intelligent baby. Alhamdulillah, dgn selalu ckp dia anak yg bijak, pandai dan slalu puji dia clever. I believe, apa shj yg mak tu ckp adalah suatu doa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She understands what people said. Klau mende tu kelakar, somehow she would join the laughter. As if she really understood what we were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hujan : she knows that she needs to switch off the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- klau nak kua, amik kasut sendiri, pakai sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nak mandi, if kita ckp, bukak baju...dia tau da. Terus g bathroom, bukak baju dia, seluar dia. Cume kekdg baju tu susah nak bukak, dia soh kita gak la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- comellll sgt bila dia jatuh, dia akan ckp....aduihhhhh...cute ler sesgt. Ngan tone dia tu. pastu bile she doesn't like it and wants to decline, she will say no no or geleng kepala. Tak pun, dia buat muka sweet dia tu...senyum...and sayy...no noooooo....lembutttt je tone dia. Alahaiii.....cair dgr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bila papa pegi keje or went somewhere else, dia akan tanya...."papa ne?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- klau nak itu ini, dia akan ckp sendiri..."tu" or "ni". Klau susu mmg sng la, trus tanya dia directly n tunjuk botol susu...tanya "nak?" and she will reply "nak" if she wants it. Klau da bis minum and she is still awake, dia akan ckp "tutup" referring to penutup botol tu. Everytime, akan tutup blk botol lepas minum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- klau nak tutup kipas or tv or amik brg ke ape ke, alhamdulillah dia mendgr kata n bole fhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- one thing abts kecik ni, dia ada bau kaki mcm org besar. Caya tak? Kekdg kalah org besar, bila dia bukak kasut. She hates wearing socks coz she would feel itchy. Ni sama mcm perangai Mr P la. Takleh pakai socks sebarangan. Coz dedua jenis kaki berpeluh, so tak tahan that itchiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cik Damia ni klau mara - suka ngamuk-ngamuk sket. Kekdg kat public dia wat persngai gak. Kena pandai tackle jea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- she will eat what she wants to eat. Yes, kekdg mende tu tak healthy. Like junk food n whatnot. Or as simple as, air sejuk. Klau perut dia kosong, lagi la msuk angin. So, xpela klau dia nak mkn ape yg dia suke. But berpada2 la. Air sejuk semua tu, dia pandai da tekan dispenser tu. Cume kena letak cawan dia rendah sket, sng dia nak capai. Again, i believe, klau mak dia doakan dia sihat selalu, insyaallah by minum air sejuk ke ape ke, anak tu tak susah dijangkiti penyakit jugak. But again, kesihatan tu didetermine olehNya. Kita hanya mampu berdoa sebaiknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cakap telefon...haaa..ni salah satu skill yg damia blaja drpd mama dia. Mama dia klau ckp tefon mcm takleh berhenti. Maka, anak saya ni, bagi la cordless ke, handphone ke, phone umah ke, intercom (with gagang telephone tu), dia akan tau camne nak handle. Kadang dia yg assignkan speed dial n terdial la no org tu. Pastu kekdg, bayangkan, kita kat office ni. Tgh penat keje n mama tgh baring jap. Dia amik phone mama n dial my no. Then, ckp phone mcm org besar. Dgn gaya nye, ckp panjang2 dlm bahasa dia, kadang pandang kiri kanan like bgtau..."hey...im busy here. Jgn kacau eh?" :-) so, layankn jea dia ckp, when im in d office tu...aihhh...camme tak geram ngan dia, cute sgtttt sgt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- happy go lucky gal. Yes, that's Damia. Buat itu ini, gelakkk je. Specially klau papa dia ada. Ada saja mende yg dia buat, yg dpt pikat hati si kecik ni. Kekdg ngan aksi2 ntah pape, tapi si kecik ni enjoy klau ada yg nak main n bergurau ngan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- salam tangan - satu mende yg dah diajar drpd kecik. So now, bila jumpa org, ckp klau "salam", dia akan salam n cium tgn. Cute sgt sgt gaya dia. Bayangkan, dia nak g jln, dia dtg, hulur tgn. Nak salam dlu....aduihh...sejukkkk hati tgk gaya dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pandai berjln - Damia start berjalan drpd umur sethn. Jalan yg jatuh bgn. But after awhile, uishhh....jalan laju sana sini. Kekdg kita yg terpaksa dok kejar dia. Penat woooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- papa dia ajar memcm mende kat dia. From the smallest to the biggest things for her age. Ajar main sep sep sep, tom tom tom. Now klau ckp kat dia....Mia....sep sep sepppp....n she will reply..."pap pap pappp" sbb yela...kita akan tepuk tgn dgn the other party tu kan? N bunyi dia pap pap pappp...ye tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gigi dia since dia 11months, ada 8 batang. Cute n cantik susunan gigi dia. Ada 4 kat atas n 4 kat bwh. That's y dia lagi suke mkn solid food like proper nasi n lauk yg da dipotong kecik2 as compared to porridge or nasi yg letak bebyk kuah or soup. Uishhh....particularrr ini budakkk....nasi klau tak panas, dia tanak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- klau mara dia n senyum after that, dia ok. Kekdg sensitif jugak ini budak. Specially klau papa dia yg mara. Mula la kanggg....dia pusing, tarik muka (diammm agi ni), tapi air mata bertakung, muncungggg and baru nangis. Giler sensitif ok? Eishhh...anak Said Harull ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- handbag - da pandai skang. Dok ngangkut handbag sesapa, bwk jln sana sini. Tau plak tu, tanak sangkut bag mcm bersilang, nak kena letak kat bahu tu jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- baca doa - masuk kete, papa dia ajar baca doa naik kenderaan. Myself ajar doa makan n lepas azan. Dia tau da, klau msuk kete or lepas azan ke ape ke, dia akan tadah tangan and lepas tu, aminnn....comeyyyyy...ngan tgn bam bam dia tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- klau dia buang air besar, dia akan dtg n bgtau n tunjuk kat pampers dia. But not all the time la. So, now da start potty train sikit2 la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- rambut Damia tak penah dipotong kecuali time cukur jambul dia dlu. Yg hanya dipotong sikit2 je time tu. Like real potong - rambut depan dia...no no noooo...tak penah agi. So, we all hanya pakaikan clip rambut je utk thn rambut depan dia jatuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- that day time bulan puasa, we went out with highschool friends. N one of them saw me talking to Damia to explain why she shouldnt do certain things. I mentioned to Damia, sayang...jgn buat mcm tu, sbb nanti klau tumpah ke ape ke, mcm mana? Siapa nak bersihkan? Bkn mama tak kasi Damia main, cume bla bla bla...camtu la contoh explanation for Damia. N my friend asked, u ckp camtu ngan anak u? Dia fhm ke? Alhamdulillah, dia fhm...klau kita ckp bebaik n train dia, dia akan memahami. Tapi kekdg ckp jugak la "bahasa dia". Actually klau ikutkan, tak bagus sgt ckp "bahasa bdk kecik". Tapi, dia gelak n rasa mcm a funny thing. So, y not? Skali skala ckp la bahasa dia but most of the time, ckp bahasa kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- selain bahasa, perlakuan kita pun dia ajuk. Cute sgttttt when everytime nak kuar, dia tau kita tak siap agi, dia akan amikkan tudung n pass it to me. Or ape saja kelakuan we all, dia akan ajuk. Pandaiiii sgt anak mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- naik turun tangga, she's d expert now. But kena pegang gak la. Monitor jugak. Naik tu bole thn la...slalu sendiri je dia naik bila gate tangga tu terbukak. N laju gakkkkkk....risau kekdg tu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- fokussss sgt si kecik ni. Klau dia nak something n u replace it with another thing, she would know n refuse. Dia nak yg tuuuu jugak. Unless mende tu bahaya, we will pujuk her using our own way to distract her attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- naik kete...uishhh...ni mmg hobi dia. Klau sehari tak naik kete, mcm tak sah. N dpt lak tu, nak duduk kat driver seat, means atas riba. Kekdg tu tetgh drive, dia tolak tgn kita, tak kasi pegang stereng. Yes, bahaya...tapi nak wat camne? Tawakal n just drive carefully la. Hopefully tak bertembung dgn reckless driver pulak. Dont judge, dont talk much. Be in the situation n you know how it feels. Yela, kdg dia ngamuk or nangis sume. So, terpaksa la...Dlm hal ni, bersyukurrr sesgt that we drive an auto car n bole drive seblah tgn. Kdg tu sambil drive, walaupun dia dok kat carseat, nak pegang botol dia jugak. Yela, klau dia da nak tido sgt, dia terus lepas je botol tu...so, kena la pegang jugak kan? Experience memcm time driving, sambil tu dia nak makan la, nak buat susu dia...sume tu slowly kena blaja n adapt. Multitasking ni ala-ala wajib da...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- amik brg - klau tanya or suruh dia amik phone, selimut or brg2 dia, alhamdulillah, dia da fhm. She knows which one is the one the we are referring to. Dia fhm...did i cerita abt the remote control incident last time? It was abt 2 months ago. Remote control tv hilang. Papa dia tanya....damia, mana remote uh? N tunjuk (halakan tgn) kat tv n say...yang tit tit tit tu la....and she looked at d father...walk straight to the kitchen, open d cabinet, take the remote from there. Went back to d tv room n gave it to Mr P. Remote tu da ilang 2 days n it means, dia yg simpan n dia ingat kat mana dia simpan mende tu. Klau remote aircond n tv, dia tau bezakan. Klau remote aircond, dia akan halakan kat aircond. Pandai kan? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Hmm....when some stuffs across my mind about perangai dan kelakuan Damia, i'll write further. Meanwhile, ni je kot yang teringat. I will try to make an effort to write more abt her. InsyaAllah if time permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, have a nice week ahead everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-201031429037393839?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/201031429037393839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/10/so-many-stories-yet-so-lil-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/201031429037393839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/201031429037393839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/10/so-many-stories-yet-so-lil-time.html' title='My 16 months Hannah Damia'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-3081738217674431541</id><published>2011-10-21T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T16:15:24.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding nowadays....</title><content type='html'>I don't know. I guess, lately I enjoy going to other race's wedding ceremony. Maybe coz I'm used to the Malay culture, I know what to expect next, yada yada yada. But, not so much of that. It is more of the people who come to the event. Yes, understand, lebih ramai dtg, lebih ramai yang dijamu, lebih keberkatannya, lebih ramai yang mendoakan kita. But, culture tu da berubah.&amp;nbsp;Wedding for many married couples are: 1) free food, 2) no need to cook over the weekend, 3) boleh melaram. Fact is: more of malas masak, nak makan sedap, just nak jamu mata tgk mende lawa, lip lap lip lap, kutuk/ngumpat sikit when things went wrong or try cari salah here n there n klau org tu nak buat something different - owhhh...marah or perhaps, umpat sikit coz lain drpd culture kita. Dhuhhh~!!! Culture je kotttt.....culture tu, human jugak yang cipta. Aduihhh....asal tak langgar hukum hakam agama, dah cukup baik kan? For the unmarried ones - check out latest trend, ape nak buat for their own wedding. For the orang-orang tua, more of jumpa, salam, tanya khabar one two liner, makan, balik. Kekdg, bila pegi tu, siap dok melaram bagai, takde sapa pun nak tgk. Body da out of shape, anak berderet, siapa nak pandang? Tapi, kena jugakkk melaram. Padahal before kua tadi, sejam dua la dok depan cermin. Yang muda belia - sibuk pakai sesexy yang mungkin. Nak test, tinggi mana saham kita. Tapi, kalau pakai sexy sgt pun, apa yang dpt? Siap kumpul dosa adalah. Tul tak? Yang lapar, of coz tak saba nak pegi coz nak penuhkan perut. But back to the original thing....berapa ramai yang bebetul mendoakan kebahagiaan pengantin tadi? Yang happy tgk pengantin happy? Berapa ramai pengantin yang bebetul happy during the ceremony? Bersyukur, nangis bagai....yes...during akad nikah. After that? More of nak melaram once in a life time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, bila pegi wedding lain - specially yang kahwin ngan mat salleh. Pengantin sgt sgt happy. Dress tu - sewa je most of the time. Contohnya, mcm skarang...org tanya..."sya, ko buat ape ngan baju kahwin huh?" My answer is as simple as, "ari-ari buat pakai jadi baju tido la..." Yela...abis nak jwb ape kan? Simpan jela....buat kenangan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suka sgt sgt culture mat salleh bila wedding ceremony dia. Contohnya like a friend who is getting married somewhere next year, her principle is only: I'm going to inform many people that I am getting married or already married (if I see them / chat with them after the ceremony). But for the event itself, I'm gonna invite those that I've kept in touch for the past 2 years. Relevant enough kan? Plus, its their big day. Kena ke nak jemput sedara mara yang jauh giler tu? When all they do is dtg salam n makan je? Dorang doakan ke? Kalau ye, syukur Alhamdulillah. Kalau tak? Siap pengantin kena kutuk bagai....coz kad tak sampai kat dorang la, kad tak lawa la, tak jemput punnnn, yada yada yada....Dorang tolong ke bila kita susah semua? Mungkin klau yang menolong or u think they can be happy for you on your wedding day, mungkin relevant utk di invite. Ntah la....percanggahan budaya. Tu saja. I mean, that's my preference. I mean, I understand from their point of view - these people yang tgk bebdk ni membesar. So, sgt sgt relevant utk jemput dorg. Buttttttt......hmm...whatever la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contohnya, ramai yang kenal Damia, tolong bila pegi wedding ke ape ke, main dgn dia, tlg myself jaga dia kejap2....seriously, memang I appreciate sgt sgt. Tapi kan, klau Damia da besar, then we all semua tak keep in touch ke ape ke...takkan all over sudden, I nak pegi invite these people and tell them that my daughter is getting married? Perhaps, I might do that. I would never know. But still....I think it's unfair for her. It's her event. Baik dia jemput kengkwn dia and our close family members. Or ok la....invite my friends. Tapi, close friends would do kan? Coz culture melayu, berapa ramai sgt yang bebetul happy and u bebetul berborak when the guests come to the event? Tapi, dlm culture dorang yang lelain ni, seronok sgt sgt ok? The recent one that I went to, Jess' wedding. The whole family acknowledged you, borak with you. Like really tanya, mana kenal, keje ape, buat ape....bla bla bla...like casual chat. And.....they thank you for coming. Like u can see their sincerity. Bkn fake chat, if u get what I mean? Kekdg tu, kita pegi, hanya sbg memenuhi undangan. Pengantin tatau pun u dtg. Tau-tau da mkn, blk. Paling2 pun, pengantin acknowledge your existence, bila u request nak amik gamba. Honestly speaking, semua mcm puppet. Semua mcm trophy, nak show to org ramai, how much can u afford, how nice are their these n that. Tak seronok tau....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ntah la...I hope, zaman-zaman Damia nanti da berubah la. N im hoping that if this blog is still alive, I would be able to go back and read what I wrote and apply it. I wish to attend more mat salleh type of wedding. When all your guests are special. Everyone acknowledge everyone. Everyone is happy. The bride and groom memang sweet. Perhaps ada dance sikit n whatnot - I mean, just to show or maybe not show...but more of let the bride and groom enjoy their big day. No protocols, no puppet show, no fake smile, no fake stories, no umpat here n there. Just sweet n nice and everyone goes back home with a big smile.&amp;nbsp;&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/8302794553595309503-3081738217674431541?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/3081738217674431541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/10/wedding-nowadays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3081738217674431541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3081738217674431541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/10/wedding-nowadays.html' title='Wedding nowadays....'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6663980179368274136</id><published>2011-10-01T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T09:21:45.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 years old - memorable messages</title><content type='html'>According to the Gregorian calender, I am 26 years old today. Blessed with a great family, blessed with great people around me, blessed with great health condition and insyaAllah, hoping for the best life, thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept early yesterday night, didn't even realized that Mr P came back around 11+. When the clock strike 12, he came with a choc and a candle on top of it....and me - half awake half asleep (more towards asleep actually). Honestly, I didn't even realized that I actually blew the candle and this morning, when I thought that was just a dream, I saw the choc and the candle on the dresser. I was like...ooooeeemmmgiieee...(such a lousy wife - sgt tak romantic ok? hahhahah....) But what to do, I was so sleepy. Kononnye, nak tidokan Damia, last2, kiok dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apart from that, I also received various birthday wishes, messages, etc. I am blessed to have you people around me, thanks so much. Amongst the memorable ones (obviously, from the most important people in my life):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1am, Mr P sent this message at my FB wall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;To my lovely wife/mama'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday... Semoga u sentiasa dimurahkn rezeki, diberkati Allah swt. Kami doakan kebahagiaan u di dunia &amp;amp; akhirat. We are blessed to have u in our life.... We LOVE YOU soo much (and it keeps growing)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lovely family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaidHarull&amp;amp;HannahDamia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu, siap letak gamba skali....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEFdb_GKeRo/ToZmaoizCeI/AAAAAAAAB8s/7QYVoRVHmmU/s1600/harull+n+damia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEFdb_GKeRo/ToZmaoizCeI/AAAAAAAAB8s/7QYVoRVHmmU/s400/harull+n+damia.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching sgt bila baca the message and look at the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at 8.40am, I sent this to Mama n Papa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Pa, ma...thanks so much for d wonderful 26 years. Thanks a lot for everything...love you guys so much...~ (with a smiley face and love symbol).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama's reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh oh happy birthday. U r only born @ 4.15pm nearly emergency Caesarean.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she called after that, she said....&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;happy birthday. Lebihkan amal ibadat. Dah perlu utk lebih serious lagi dalam amal ibadat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Yess....I cried. Owhhh...saya sangat laaaa sensitif when it comes to all these, when it comes to advice from Mama, bila suara dia sayuuuuu je.....(ok da da....*non-stop air mata mencurah*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama after that, Papa pulak message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Happy birthday. And may Allah bless u and with all ur undertakings. You are now 25 yrs 11 months 29 days 17 hrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...I cried. Ntah la...touching plak bila Papa actually counted and remembered the exact time that I was born. (lagi skali....*non-stop air mata mencurah*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without them, I am no one. I am nothing. I won't be here. And yes, obviously, with rahmat dan kebesaran Allah SWT. Syukur Alhamdulillah.....entering another quarter of life, with great people, new perspective and bigger hope in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning, I look at Mr P and Damia....I kissed them, I hugged them. I am blessed to have them. I can't wait to hug Papa n Mama after this pulak (they went out for awhile). And I realized that.....I don't need all the surprises (yes...nice to have, etc etc etc....) but, just imagine....in the event that these important people are not around, all the other things (surprises, gifts, happy day, dine out, etc etc) won't be such a nice thing to do / event to be celebrated. I need them moreeeee than anything else in the world. I love you guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: For everyone else who have sent a birthday wish, thanks so much. I truly appreciate it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6663980179368274136?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6663980179368274136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/10/26-years-old-memorable-messages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6663980179368274136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6663980179368274136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/10/26-years-old-memorable-messages.html' title='26 years old - memorable messages'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEFdb_GKeRo/ToZmaoizCeI/AAAAAAAAB8s/7QYVoRVHmmU/s72-c/harull+n+damia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2538876082787142991</id><published>2011-09-09T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T15:52:53.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 months Damia and her Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DhxdIayrKI/Tmm9x6JAVoI/AAAAAAAAB8o/1a57bmA1r10/s1600/Damia%2527s+bday+482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DhxdIayrKI/Tmm9x6JAVoI/AAAAAAAAB8o/1a57bmA1r10/s400/Damia%2527s+bday+482.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sayangggggg sgt budak bulat + cute ni. This pic was taken during her birthday party in July this year. Di antara perangai / aksi / expression Papa si bam bam Hannah Damia (and also HD herself)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dia sangat penyabar n super sayang anak. Bini (at times) kena tolak tepi gak la...anak lagi penting. Dapat pulak, anak perempuan kan? So..pepaham la camne sayangnye dia kat si HD ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bila dia penat mcm mana pun, first thing yang dia akan tanya (if kat luar) and cari (bila dia balik) is anak (HD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Damia this, Damia that. Rindu Damia. Damia mcm mana ye? U dah call tanya anak camme? - That explains why Damia belum ada adik lagi sampai sekarang yer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bila my SIL or his family members anak gamba anak via Whatsapp - his respond was - "windu nyaaaa kat anak." Kalau tak pun...."anak dah besar...rasa nak nangis tgk gamba dia." - Ya rabbi....terasa mcm eh, sapa mak bdk nih? Aku ke dia? Kompius kekdg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Takleh marah anak dia. Camne pun, kena cakap bebaik, berhemah, explain properly. Unless da melampau sgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anak dia, on the other hand...sikit-sikit.."Papa...papa". Bila dia bangun pagi, first skali, pegi kat Mr P, tepuk-tepuk, Papa...Papa. - Soh papa dia bangun. And when Mr P tak bgn gak, dia akan panjat kat bhgn perut, like sajaaaaa je nak kena cross him jugak. In a way, to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dalam kereta, both akan pasang lagu &amp;nbsp;- English song sahaja (if lagu tak best, Damia will change the radio station). Agi best, kalau buatnya lagu club. Lagi laaaaa dedua anak beranak ni akan menari sesama. Yang comelnya, Damia ni...goyang bdn yang tembam tu, sikittttt je....but mesti gerak2 gak. Syarat: English song + rancak + kalau malam, jgn bukak lampu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Damia nak tido, akan cari Papa dia. If takde, dia akan tido kat bahagian mana yang Papa dia selalu tido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Damia pernah pecahkan perfume kesayangan Mr P. Dia guna pun sikit, sikit je at times, coz sayang, since that perfume tak jual kat Malaysia. Tetibe, pecahhhh la pulak. But, yang kena marah adalah, Mama Damia. Sekian....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kalau kena marah, dia akan merajuk sangat, cemik-cemik muka....tanak kawannnn la sgtttt ngan Papa dia. And he needs to say sorry, explain bebaik kat dia (Damia) and she'll understand. Damia ni mcm budak besar....dia faham and kena explain bebaik, dia akan ikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr P prefers Damia membesar not (so much) with gadgets. Hmm...but we shall see la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr P wants to send her (most probably) to religious school (almaklumlah...dia yang menanggung dosa kan?) Me - I want to send her to private school (like Sri KDU, Sri Cempaka, etc) - with proper religious classes. Either way, preferably, not sekolah taman....I guess my BBGS friends would know/understand, the meaning of "sekolah taman".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anak kena gigit nyamuk - yang paling risau, yang paling banyak bebel - adalah Papa dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anak nangis, anak merajuk, anak mengamuk - Mr P lagi penyabar utk handle situation. Dia yang selalu dukung and comfort the baby. Tang ni, memang sangat-sangat bersyukur that he is my husband. Bknnye jenis, anak nangis, tengking anak bini. Anak nangis, buat bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dia sangat-sangat hands on when it comes to taking care of Damia. Bkn jenis - anak main one side, dia melangukkkk tgk tv. Buat bodoh. No no noooo....Mr P is soooo not that type. And also, dia akan berkorban nak meet up with friends or sports, etc...just because nak spend more time with Damia.Dia takkan just leave the baby with my mum or my in laws or the maid (last time). If dia bebtul terdesak kena keluar jugak or really need to do something, baru dia akan pegi. Otherwise, anak lagi penting. Dia takkan dok goyang kaki kat umah, or do his work at home, while Mama (my mum) dok tunggang langgang nak jaga Damia sambil buat housechores. Dia takkan tinggalkan camtu la. Kalau my mum jaga Damia, dia akan make sure bila balik tu, dia tolong buat jugak keje umah. Bknnye goyang kaki and naik atas terus, tak buat anything. Or just amik Damia without offering any help nak kemas-kemas sket ke ape ke....Coz I know, there are parents yang mcm tu. Anak main, biarlah. Anak jatuh, biarlah. Balik awal drpd keje, dok umah. Anak tinggal umah mak / in laws. Padahal, dia tatau camne org tu tunggang langgang nak jaga anak awak. Hmm....with that, syukur Alhamdulillah, that I have him as a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If dia terpaksa balik lambat, siang tu dia akan make sure dia da spend reasonably long hours with his kid. If siang / malam tak sempat n anak dah tido, ade aaaa somebody yang akan muncung panjangggg je smp ke pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He believes, camne skalipun, biarlah family members sendiri yang jaga anak dia. Dia tak suka maid or anta anak pegi nursery. Susah sket dia nak percaya org luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dulu time preggie Damia, ok yes, I don't know how to cook. But he didn't expect me to cook or do so much of housechores, altho I opt to buat the housechores myself, specially time duduk out studio apartment dulu. Im not saying coz it is our first child. Yes, true...memang selalu lelaki react camtu, bila anak first. But, there are CERTAIN guys (tak semua yea...) yang tak kisah. Bini xleh bau tu pun, suruh jugakkkk dia masak. Bini tak larat, suruh gak buat keje umah. Suruh takpe, but tolong la sekali. Ye tak? But Mr P, selalunye, when it comes to keje rumah, dia memang ringan tulang. Dia turun dapur, tlg basuh pinggan, ape bagai. Unlike certain guys, yang dudukkkkk je kat depan, buat bodoh je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bila Damia sakit or nak makan or nak susu - he knows how to handle, what she likes to eat, when she needs to take her medicine, the dosage n all. Unlike certain guys yang kekdg buat susu anak pun tak berapa reti, anak suka makan ape pun, tak penah tahu. Ubat dia...lagi la...."ntah la..slalunya, mak dia yang bagi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all - syukur Alhamdulillah dapat husband mcm ni + I chose him to be the father of my kid and future kids. And the above para, tak di refer to all the guys out there, only CERTAIN guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2538876082787142991?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2538876082787142991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/14-months-damia-and-her-papa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2538876082787142991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2538876082787142991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/14-months-damia-and-her-papa.html' title='14 months Damia and her Papa'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DhxdIayrKI/Tmm9x6JAVoI/AAAAAAAAB8o/1a57bmA1r10/s72-c/Damia%2527s+bday+482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-4443474466518768803</id><published>2011-09-08T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T19:21:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting facebook status</title><content type='html'>Aduihh..penat dah gelak sensorang....was reading one blog tadi. Then, the fella actually posted an article about interesting facebook status. It is actually from this particular website --&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://funny-profiles-story.blogspot.com/"&gt;Funny Profiles Story&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;If tengah bosan-bosan or tension keje, bole la visit the website. Serious kelakar...like kelakar-kelakar bodoh. Tapi, seriously, orang yang create ni memang sgt creative la...hehhehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-4443474466518768803?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/4443474466518768803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/interesting-facebook-status.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4443474466518768803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4443474466518768803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/interesting-facebook-status.html' title='Interesting facebook status'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-8099163811245635252</id><published>2011-09-07T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T18:02:38.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxi Cosi Opal - Damia's 2011 car seat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anak saya dah besar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kaki dah panjang. Badan dah lebar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nak tempat duduk tinggi - senang nak tgk luar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suka menari dalam kereta - bila dengar music, nak menari, so car seat kenalah comfy sket. Tapi memilih, English songs sahaja. Lagu yang catchy sahaja. And if malam, lampu mesti tutup. If I actually switch on the lights, nak record dia menari, she'll stop dancing. Pesanan kepada Mr P - jangan sok-sok u bawak anak u pegi clubbing udah yer...jenuh nak menjawab "nanti" - "apsal bwak gi tempat maksiat?" Mr P's statement selalunya..."nanti bila dia besar, kalau I bwak dia pegi club, ok la kan? Mesti org tak berani nak kacau dia. At least I pantau keselamatan anak I. I kena jaga anak perempuan I. Ala, we all pegi dgr lagu je. U duduk la umah". Sabo jela kan, laki aku nih? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bxUs2ZEwV7Q/Tmc7nQX1oVI/AAAAAAAAB8g/Aw-OnrGjY4M/s1600/IMG-20110902-00251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bxUs2ZEwV7Q/Tmc7nQX1oVI/AAAAAAAAB8g/Aw-OnrGjY4M/s400/IMG-20110902-00251.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is the actual unit - brown color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6gSitJgKHs/Tmc7yowEUTI/AAAAAAAAB8k/5Ldynm7HEZ8/s1600/IMG-20110902-00249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6gSitJgKHs/Tmc7yowEUTI/AAAAAAAAB8k/5Ldynm7HEZ8/s400/IMG-20110902-00249.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ni time demo kat kedai je....it's grey color. Mr P tak suka sangat this color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Once again, beli car seat time raya. Sama mcm tahun lepas. Hehehehheheh.....takpela...demi keselamatan anak. Dia pun suka the new car seat nih...alhamdulillah la...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Some features of this model (source: maxi cosi website)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Product features:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• Can be used both rearward and forward-facing, from birth up to 18kg&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;- bole pusingkan. Bole guna from birth, till la dia besar. I mean, now boleh guna for her and insyaAllah, bole guna for her adik(s) in the future (if I tak decide utk let go sebelum adik(s) dia lahir la).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Installation with a 3-point seat belt&lt;br /&gt;• The unique angle on the base of the seat offers baby extra legroom so they can travel rearward-facing in complete safety and comfort for longer.&lt;br /&gt;• Two-position, one-click base makes it quick to switch from rearward to forward-facing.&lt;br /&gt;• Same belt routing in both rearward and forward facing positions to help prevent incorrect fitting.&lt;br /&gt;• Padded and spacious seat with five reclining positions (in forward-facing mode)&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;- senang...kalau dia tido pun, boleh adjust without disturbing the baby. Sebab yela...kekdg tetgh drive, dia tertido &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Height-adjustable headrest and harness&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;- Ni sangat penting utk Damia. Coz when she reached 9 months camtu, dia tak berapa into her first car seat. Coz rendah kalau letak dalam kereta. She's already at the stage yang nak tgk luar, nak hi/bye kat orang, interact with people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;• Width adjustable so the seat grows with your child -&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;bole pusingkan knob kat depan tu, utk lebarkan lagi or kecikkan lagi ruang kiri kanan dia. Best...=)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Harness strap retention hooks&lt;br /&gt;• Side Protection System offers optimal protection against side impact&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Unique angle base offers optimum recline for optimal comfort in rearward facing position&lt;br /&gt;• Belt tensioner usable in both rearward and forward facing positions to ensure extremely secure installation&lt;br /&gt;• Includes support pillow for younger babies and easily removable and washable cover&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;- memang sgt comfy. I memang suka sgt maxi cosi punya products. Very comfortable.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;All in all, again, this time...Mama dia yang terlebih excited. I am soooo into comfy and nice car seats, coz I always picture myself sitting in it. Comfy ke, kecik ke, besar ke, selesa tak, senang nak tidur tak....things like that. Yela...dia budak lagi &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;...kesian la right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-8099163811245635252?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/8099163811245635252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/maxi-cosi-opal-damias-2011-car-seat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8099163811245635252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8099163811245635252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/maxi-cosi-opal-damias-2011-car-seat.html' title='Maxi Cosi Opal - Damia&apos;s 2011 car seat'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bxUs2ZEwV7Q/Tmc7nQX1oVI/AAAAAAAAB8g/Aw-OnrGjY4M/s72-c/IMG-20110902-00251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6434888344793334586</id><published>2011-09-07T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:32:25.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preloved Maxi Cosi Cabriofix 2010 - for sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anak saya dah besar....Alhamdulillah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it means now that she needs a new car seat. Remember somewhere around this time, last year, I posted an article about her&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://isyaharull71.blogspot.com/2010/09/maxi-cosi-cabriofix-2010-edition.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maxi Cosi Cabriofix 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, that I bought for her? So now...it's time to let go the car seat. We are offering it at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RM550 (self pickup).&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbTgyVEDxZQ/Tmc36TRvbVI/AAAAAAAAB8I/B4fLvU6C4tw/s1600/IMG-20110907-00278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbTgyVEDxZQ/Tmc36TRvbVI/AAAAAAAAB8I/B4fLvU6C4tw/s400/IMG-20110907-00278.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3kyVxrlCsyg/Tmc37rg5EPI/AAAAAAAAB8M/5niaW-g3fPU/s1600/IMG-20110907-00271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3kyVxrlCsyg/Tmc37rg5EPI/AAAAAAAAB8M/5niaW-g3fPU/s400/IMG-20110907-00271.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2UlhEMfSJI/Tmc3924W8_I/AAAAAAAAB8U/psZdjCk8ErU/s1600/IMG-20110907-00273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2UlhEMfSJI/Tmc3924W8_I/AAAAAAAAB8U/psZdjCk8ErU/s400/IMG-20110907-00273.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTOyUQZBIUY/Tmc3_cqshNI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/B074hbHUSYE/s1600/IMG-20110907-00276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTOyUQZBIUY/Tmc3_cqshNI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/B074hbHUSYE/s400/IMG-20110907-00276.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10nB8kW7aUE/Tmc4AYI_u9I/AAAAAAAAB8c/Viaz2DJPTho/s1600/IMG-20110907-00277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10nB8kW7aUE/Tmc4AYI_u9I/AAAAAAAAB8c/Viaz2DJPTho/s400/IMG-20110907-00277.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Very good condition. I would say, it is 9.5 / 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- This is the Maxi Cosi Cabriofix 2010 edition - Blue &amp;amp; Red Topline Special Edition. [more expensive than the normal Cabriofix 2010 because of two colors that makes it special + you note that there is an apple logo there? So yes....those are the differences as compared to the normal edition].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- It comes with the sun canopy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Suitable from newborn to 13kg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Other details, please refer to my earlier post --&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://isyaharull71.blogspot.com/2010/09/maxi-cosi-cabriofix-2010-edition.html"&gt;Maxi Cosi Cabriofix 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Price : RM550&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOLD!&lt;/b&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/8302794553595309503-6434888344793334586?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6434888344793334586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/preloved-cabriofix-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6434888344793334586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6434888344793334586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/preloved-cabriofix-2010.html' title='Preloved Maxi Cosi Cabriofix 2010 - for sale'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbTgyVEDxZQ/Tmc36TRvbVI/AAAAAAAAB8I/B4fLvU6C4tw/s72-c/IMG-20110907-00278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-8511110496622457763</id><published>2011-09-06T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T12:11:58.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loan approved~!!</title><content type='html'>Syukur Alhamdulillah....baru je lepas meet up with the bank personnel. My new housing loan is approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interesting stuffs about it, yang in a way buat save byk $$$ jugak la...&lt;br /&gt;- Free legal fee on the S&amp;amp;P&lt;br /&gt;- DIBS scheme - interest is borne by developer during the construction period&lt;br /&gt;- Free 2 carparks - tak yah bayar to purchase it&lt;br /&gt;- Every unit is a corner unit - macam semi-d in the air. So, takyah nak berebut or bayar extra for corner unit&lt;br /&gt;- 7+7% discount. Got bumi discount and then, dapat lagi 7% rebate (after the bumi discount). So, it is 7+7.&lt;br /&gt;- 4 units of aircond&lt;br /&gt;- Build in kitchen cabinet (partly jela...but still.....ok jugak la kan?)&lt;br /&gt;- 2 water heaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuffs yang menarik jugak:&lt;br /&gt;- Low density - only 4 units for each floor&lt;br /&gt;- Floating gym - gym facing the pool - semua glass&lt;br /&gt;- Infinity pool&lt;br /&gt;- Dekat dengan restaurant Mr P&lt;br /&gt;- Cukup ruang for a walk in wardrobe...best best. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memula nak amik yang the smallest size la. Sekali, when bagitau kat papa....he said, hmm...ok la...tomorrow papa nak pegi tgk. Da alih2 dia kat sana, terus he said, eish, lagi elok amik d biggest unit la. "Papa rasa elok la yang the biggest unit". Waaahhhhh...time tu rasa mcm...alamak....!! Lari budget. Camne nih? Pastu, loan bole approve ke? Tapi, Alhamdulillah....berkat doa mama n papa + agaknya ikut gak papa's request to take the biggest unit, maka, loan pun approve. When I told mama about it, dia happy sgt. Happy semcm (is it because of the location yang agak dekat with their house, yang membuatkan mama happy sgt? Hmm...ntah...dunno). But, suka tgk ke"happy"an dia.... (anyway, ni mode tgh sensitip + emo sket coz papa + mama outstation, attend wedding anak kwn dia @ India. Yes....slalu argue ngan mama about petty stuffs, tapi, bila mama outstation, mula la emo kan? Hmm....da da..tanak citer - coz tgh tahan drpd menitik air mata. Emo sgt when it comes to mama). [Shuccckkk~!!! Menitis gak. Semlm da menitik da....Mr P siap ckp...ni camne laaaaa nak pindah nih?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to story about umah tadi....yes, I prefer condo with modern facilities. Whereas Mr P prefers landed property. Biasala....lelaki kan? But, ntah la....rasanya klau condo, senang nak maintain kot? But....dgn syarat! Kena cantik + modern, then only I will like it. Hehehhehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the following are the pictures (show unit) of our condo (yang baru nak start construction). 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-oxESVF488/TmWcTaspxGI/AAAAAAAAB8A/sgqwz_D_q40/s400/kiararesidence7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55Hj7Psyk6Q/TmWcT7gZshI/AAAAAAAAB8E/RfuObq8Awew/s1600/kitchen%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55Hj7Psyk6Q/TmWcT7gZshI/AAAAAAAAB8E/RfuObq8Awew/s400/kitchen%255B1%255D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Syukur Alhamdulillah. Second property of ours at the age of 25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-8511110496622457763?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/8511110496622457763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/loan-approved.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8511110496622457763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8511110496622457763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/09/loan-approved.html' title='Loan approved~!!'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5TImN8v0_C8/TmWcHCLWfHI/AAAAAAAAB7E/eJrs5kXpb9E/s72-c/Type+C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-4189678813413954710</id><published>2011-08-04T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:33:07.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cium anak dapat pahala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Keistimewaan yang bakal diperoleh apabila anak-anak anda boleh digelar kanak-kanak atau kupu-kupu syurga. Barangsiapa yang mengembirakan anak perempuannya, darjatnya seumpama orang yang sentiasa menangis kerana takutkan Allah. Orang yang menangis takutkan Allah diharamkan oleh Allah akan api neraka ke atas tubuhnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ciumlah anakmu kerana pahala setiap ciuman itu dibalas dengan satu darjat syurga. Nisbah di antara dua darjat ialah 500 darjat. Syurga itu ialah sebuah kampung kesenangan, tiada masuk ke dalamnya melainkan orang yang menyukai kanak-kanak. Barangsiapa keluar ke pekan Muslim dan membeli barang-barang dan kembali ke rumah dengan buah tangan untuk anak-anaknya, nescaya mendapat rahmat daripada Allah dan tidak diseksa di Akhirat kelak. Muliakan anak-anak dengan mengajar mereka adab dan ilmu agama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Barangsiapa memuliakan anak-anaknya dalam keadaan jahil dia turut menanggung tiap-tiap dosa yang dilakukan oleh anaknya itu dan barangsiapa membekalkan anaknya itu turut diperolehinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aqrak pernah terlihat Nabi SAW mencium cucu baginda Hassan. Aqrak berkata; "Anakku sepuluh orang banyaknya, namun tiada seorang pun yang pernah aku cium." Sabda Nabi SAW; "Orang yang tidak menyayangi tidak pula akan disayangi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Barangsiapa ke pasar dan membeli sesuatu barang untuk ahli keluarganya dan dia memikulnya ke rumah; pahalanya seperti dia memikul sedekah untuk orang yang sangat berhajat. Hendaklah mendahulukan anak perempuan daripada anak lelaki. Maka barangsiapa menyukakan anak perempuan seolah-olah dia memerdekakan anak Nabi Ismail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Seorang lelaki bertanya; "Ya Rasulullah, kepada siapakah harus aku berbakti?"Jawab baginda; "Berbaktilah kepada ibu bapamu." Kata lelaki itu lagi; "Ibu bapaku sudah tiada lagi." Sabda Nabi SAW; "Kalau begitu berbaktilah kepada anakmu, ibubapa berhak terhadap dirimu dan anakmu pula berhak ke atas dirimu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Wallahualam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Source : Blog Teh Secawan&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/8302794553595309503-4189678813413954710?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/4189678813413954710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/cium-anak-dapat-pahala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4189678813413954710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4189678813413954710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/cium-anak-dapat-pahala.html' title='Cium anak dapat pahala'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-5994497575044649415</id><published>2011-08-04T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:34:34.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 isteri, jagalah yang pertama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suatu ketika, ada seorang pedagang kaya yang mempunyai empat orang isteri. Dia mencintai isteri yang keempat dan memberikan harta dan kesenangan yang banyak. Sebab, isteri keempat adalah yang tercantik di antara kesemua isterinya. Maka, tidak hairan lelaki ini sering memberikan yang terbaik untuk isteri keempatnya itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pedagang itu juga mencintai isterinya yang ketiga. Dia sangat bangga dengan isterinya ini, dan sering berusaha untuk memperkenalkan isteri ketiganya ini kepada semua temannya. Namun dia juga selalu bimbang kalau-kalau isterinya ini akan lari dengan lelaki yang lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Begitu juga dengan isterinya yang kedua. Dia juga sangat menyukainya. Dia adalah seorang isteri yang sabar dan penuh pengertian. Bila-bila masa pun apabila pedagang ini mendapat masalah, dia selalu meminta pandangan isterinya yang kedua ini. dialah tempat bergantung. Dia selalu menolong dan mendampingi suaminya melalui masa-masa yang sulit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sama halnya dengan isterinya yang pertama. Dia adalah pasangan yang sangat setia. Dia sering membawa kebaikan bagi kehidupan keluarga ini. dialah yang merawat dan mengatur semua kekayaan dan usaha si suami. Akan tetapi si pedangang tidak begitu mencintainya. Walaupun isteri pertamanya ini begitu sayang kepadanya namun, pedagang ini tidak begitu memperdulikannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suatu ketika, si pedagang sakit. Kemudian dia menyedari mungkin masa untuknya hidup tinggal tidak lama lagi. Dia mula merenungi semua kehidupan indahnya, dan berkata dalam hati, "Saat ini, aku punya empat orang isteri. Namun, apabila aku meninggal, aku akan sendiri. Betapa menyedihkan jika aku harus hidup sendiri."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lalu dia meminta semua isterinya datang dan kemudian mulai bertanya pada isteri keempatnya, "Kaulah yang paling kucintai, kuberikan kau gaun dan perhiasan yang indah. Nah sekarang, aku akan mati, mahukah kau mendampingiku dan menemaniku?" Isteri keempatnya terdiam. "Tentu saja tidak!" jawab isterinya yang keempat, dan pergi begitu sahaja tanpa berkata-kata lagi. Jawapan itu sangat menyakitkan hati seakan-akan ada pisau yang terhunus dan menghiris-hiris hatinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pedagang yang sedih itu lalu bertanya kepada isteri ketiganya, "Aku pun mencintaimu sepenuh hati, dan saat ini, hidupku akan berakhir. Mahukah kau ikut denganku, dan menemani akhir hayatku?". Isteri ketiganya menjawab, "Hidup begitu indah di sini. Aku akan menikah lagi jika kau mati". Pedagang begitu terpukul dengan jawapan isteri ketiganya itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lalu, dia bertanya kepada isteri keduanya, "Aku selalu berpaling padamu setiap kali mendapat masalah. Dan kau selalu mahu membantuku. Kini, aku perlu sekali pertolonganmu. Kalau aku mati, mahukah kau ikut dan mendampingiku? " Si isteri kedua menjawab perlahan, "Maafkan aku tak mampu menolongmu kali ini. Aku hanya boleh menghantarmu ke liang kubur saja. Nanti, akan kubuatkan makam yang indah buatmu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jawapan itu seperti kilat yang menyambar. Si pedagang kini berasa putus asa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tiba-tiba terdengar satu suara, "Aku akan tinggal denganmu. Aku akan ikut ke manapun kau pergi. Aku, tak akan meninggalkanmu, aku akan setia bersamamu." Si pedagang lalu menoleh ke arah suara itu dan mendapati isteri pertamanya yang berkata begitu. Isteri pertamanya tampak begitu kurus. Badannya seperti orang yang kelaparan. Berasa menyesal, si pedagang lalu berguman, "Kalau saja aku mampu melayanmu lebih baik pada saat aku mampu, tak akan kubiarkan kau seperti ini isteriku."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Teman, sesungguhnya kita punya empat orang isteri dalam hidup ini;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISTERI KEEMPAT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;adalah tubuh kita. Seberapa banyak waktu dan belanja yang kita keluarkan untuk tubuh kita supaya tampak indah dan gagah, semuanya akan hilang. Ia akan pergi segera apabila kita meninggal. Tak ada keindahan dan kegagahan yang tersisa saat kita menghadapNYA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISTERI KETIGA&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;adalah status sosial dan kekayaan kita. Saat kita meninggal, semuanya akan pergi kepada yang lain. Mereka akan berpindah dan melupakan kita yang pernah memilikinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISTERI KEDUA&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;pula adalah kerabat dan teman-teman. Seberapa pun dekat hubungan kita dengan mereka, mereka tak akan mampu bersama kita selamanya. Hanya sampai kuburlah mereka akan menemani kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAN SESUNGGUHNYA ISTERI PERTAMA&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;adalah jiwa dan amal kita. Mungkin kita sering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mengabaikan dan melupakannya demi kekayaan dan kesenangan peribadi. Namun, sebenarnya, hanya jiwa dan amal kita sajalah yang mampu untuk terus setia dan mendampingi kemanapun kita melangkah. Hanya amal yang mampu menolong kita diakhirat kelak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jadi, selagi mampu, perlakukanlah jiwa dan amal kita dengan bijak. Jangan sampai kita menyesal kemudian hari!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Source : Blog Teh Secawan&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/8302794553595309503-5994497575044649415?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/5994497575044649415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/4-isteri-jagalah-yang-pertama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5994497575044649415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5994497575044649415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/4-isteri-jagalah-yang-pertama.html' title='4 isteri, jagalah yang pertama'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2441849483381846156</id><published>2011-08-02T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:14:58.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia's birthday party preparation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Organizing her birthday party wasn't easy. From the theme, to the financials, to the number of attendees, to the time and date, yada yada yada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;But, Alhamdulillah, managed to organized a great event for her (or actually for me? Hehehhe....First child's birthday party...kan???) I spent sooo much time browsing the net, checking out for stuffs that may be suitable for her event, but at the same time, I wanna do it myself. I do not want to engage party planner yang charge ntah pape ntah. Rate yang sgt ridiculous. Yes, understand, dorang nak wat business. Tapi, rate mmg sgt ridiculous la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;There was this one incidence (out of a few), that I called / emailed to request for quotation. I purposely letak budget RM1500 (padahal dlm hati, mana nak cekau byk tu, just for the candy buffet table, giler ape?) Almaklumlah, candy buffet table tu kan (kononnye) mcm tgh "in" la...So, this fella quote, dia buat design for the banner, tukar label kat mineral water, sewa balang yang besar2 nak letak sweets tu, ngam2 for RM1500. And dia kata, tak ckup for the amount of guests yang u nak jemput (I purposely quoted 100 adults + 50 kids). And that RM1500 yang dia da buat breakdown semua tu - it's only for like 15 kids or so. Air mineral tu - 10 botol. Balang besar2 tu, RM250 each. Woiii~!! Ingat ape? Bohemian crystal ke? So, I actually went to Ikea, beli balang2 tu....3 = RM50 or RM60. Hamiiikk....siap leh simpan, guna2 balik lagi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, decided to do / find the stuffs on my own. Jimat banyak kottt....siap leh order kambing lagi for the event. Lajuuuuu je abis kambing tu. Again, like Damia's cukur jambul, memang tak nyempat nak rasa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-lFi3HTbLo/TjeNY09WPoI/AAAAAAAAB6s/sLyf7dxkdi8/s1600/Banner+%25282%2529.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-lFi3HTbLo/TjeNY09WPoI/AAAAAAAAB6s/sLyf7dxkdi8/s400/Banner+%25282%2529.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I ordered this banner = RM50 from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://qisdhikraffhic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Favors Wardrobe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQImI9TExTQ/TjeRqxYujWI/AAAAAAAAB60/akIwtsGg7Fc/s1600/dscf0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQImI9TExTQ/TjeRqxYujWI/AAAAAAAAB60/akIwtsGg7Fc/s400/dscf0016.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tempah the cake - similar to the above pic from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.pandacookiss.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lyana (Panda Cookiss)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wn4gdVHRu_8/TjeRr-h8vwI/AAAAAAAAB68/nYBT_wvOSQ8/s1600/design2-p1-nisya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wn4gdVHRu_8/TjeRr-h8vwI/AAAAAAAAB68/nYBT_wvOSQ8/s320/design2-p1-nisya.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQWhInxWEB0/TjeRrQOXlOI/AAAAAAAAB64/Nx4kzhQAJOM/s1600/design1-p1-nisya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQWhInxWEB0/TjeRrQOXlOI/AAAAAAAAB64/Nx4kzhQAJOM/s1600/design1-p1-nisya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the above 2 fridge magnets. Berebut semua nak amik / tanya tempah kat mana....hehehhe....*me likey* Again, it is something unique and different. And I ordered those from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sweetxpression.com/"&gt;Sweet Xpression&lt;/a&gt;. RM1.50 each. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pastu, was thinking with Mr P...kang bebdk datang, dorang nak wat ape eh? Called here and there...tanya, baca blog, etc. Smp nak order Uno Card from China - yang ada gamba Pooh Bear and friends da. Coz da give up tatau nak buat game ape, like kononnya malas nak organize, bagi Uno Card jela...pastu, siap call supplier tanya klau sandart leh dpt murah. Yela...memang la nampak mcm murah RM3 each (on average), tapi, klau leh dpt cheaper, ape salahnya kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, dapat idea. Buat je game biasa-biasa. Ingat nak buat musical chair and cari sweets dalam tepung. Memandangkan suasana n keadaan (more of the kawasan factor actually), tak sesuai...so, we decided, kasi bebdk main game - kotak beracun (pas barang and whoever that is still holding the item when the music stops, will be eliminated) and pertandingan tiup belon. Why we decided on the simple games?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coz.....we found this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQjEOScm8SM/TjeTu4yRqiI/AAAAAAAAB7A/5LiFrxfIzD4/s1600/Little+Tikes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQjEOScm8SM/TjeTu4yRqiI/AAAAAAAAB7A/5LiFrxfIzD4/s400/Little+Tikes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We rent it from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.playlend.com/"&gt;Play Lend&lt;/a&gt;. Sgt murah...it is only RM250 for one day. Kalau sewa from all those party planners, slalunya rate is RM700-RM1000. And the guy was also very friendly. Kids enjoyed the party sooo much. Ramai yang tanak balik......love it love it love it. Coz we were thinking, klau da besar, bole la nak buat all those sand arts, face painting n whatnot. Ni ramai babies pulak tu. So, better la sewa ni. Drpd yang kecik, smp la yang da besar, semua nak masuk and berebut-rebut. I asked, whether plastic balls, mat semua required ke tak...he recommended, plastic balls, tak yah la, kang bdk terjatuh bila terpijak. Mat - dia da kasi. So, ape lagi...beriya la semua main....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will post some pictures from her birthday party in the next post yeah....=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2012060397"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2012060398"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2441849483381846156?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2441849483381846156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/damias-birthday-party-preparation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2441849483381846156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2441849483381846156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/damias-birthday-party-preparation.html' title='Damia&apos;s birthday party preparation'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-lFi3HTbLo/TjeNY09WPoI/AAAAAAAAB6s/sLyf7dxkdi8/s72-c/Banner+%25282%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-3531362967920737897</id><published>2011-08-02T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T12:55:53.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Herbalife for Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Bulan Ramadhan ni, ramai yang mengantuk during the day, takde energy, and mostttt of the time, yang beriya to lose weight, or yang da ok weight tu, nak shape up body pulak. So, I would suggest, jom minum Herbalife. Alhamdulillah...it helps, especially to give you the energy during the day and at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further details, please visit --&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.herbalife-and-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat berbuka -- for later yea....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-3531362967920737897?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/3531362967920737897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/herbalife-for-ramadhan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3531362967920737897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3531362967920737897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/herbalife-for-ramadhan.html' title='Herbalife for Ramadhan'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-5508367960360739868</id><published>2011-08-02T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T12:52:21.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedekah</title><content type='html'>Bersempena bulan yang mulia ini (I'm not saying that other months tak mulia yer....but Ramadhan - lebih keberkatannya), jika ada sesiapa nak bersedekah kepada anak-anak yatim (dorang ni average like below 15 years old), please send me an email at nisyaharisy71@gmail.com. I will provide you the bank account number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, if nak sedekah on monthly basis ke, weekly ke, daily ke, lebih baiklah. Rumah anak-anak yatim ni dihandle oleh my friend and her husband. It is located in Perak. Walaupun sedekah anda hanya sedikit, rasa mcm "alamak...sikit sgt la nih. Camne eh?" ataupun "sikit sangat...nak transfer pun segannn..." Jgn ler gitu. Kata nak sedekah kan? Walau sedikit pun amount dia, yang menilai, bukan manusia, tetapi Allah SWT. So, klau rasa nak sedekah tu, sedekah jela....jgn ada doubt dlm hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu, perangai camni...contohnya, pegi masjid / nampak org miskin tepi jalan....tetibe terdetik..."eh, nak sedekah la sikit." Then, terfikir pulak, "klau sedekah RM50, kang aku nak makan ape pulak minggu ni?" or "ala...nanti mesti ramai lagi org lain sedekah kan, so, letak seringgit dua dah la, klau letak RM50 kang, xleh nak mintak change pulak kan?" Tapi.....bila pegi tengok bola, pegi konsert, pegi beli top yang lawa kat Zara (contohnya)....your reply would be "eh...murah nye ticket", tak pun, "eh...murah la baju nih.....tgh sale, better grab now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fikir-fikirkanlah...dan selamat beramal....~!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Ampun maaf dipinta sepanjang berkawan / bersaudara / berblogging, if ada terkasar bahasa, tersalah pertuturan, tersalah laku. Sorry sesgt yer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-5508367960360739868?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/5508367960360739868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/sedekah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5508367960360739868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5508367960360739868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/08/sedekah.html' title='Sedekah'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2317948115524407592</id><published>2011-07-19T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:18:51.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa &amp; Mama's 37th anniversary</title><content type='html'>1st May every year would be one of the wonderful days that we, the whole family celebrate. It's our parents' wedding anniversary. And this year, marks their 37th year of marriage. Syukur alhamdulillah. Jealous? YES! Proud? Definitely. *I hope that my kid(s) one day, would say the same thing about us too*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sis prepared the home made chicken rice. We ordered a chocolate cake. Bought some gifts for them. Papa has been complaining about laptop and its inconvenience during travelling. So, we thought of Galaxy Tab. And Mama has been complaining about her jogging attire &amp;amp; shoes. So, basically, we bought what they wanted / has been complaining all the while...ehheheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theme : Orangy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1Of6EAZ0kQ/TiVIJXjwQEI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/I6dH0fjgWeY/s1600/Picture+939.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1Of6EAZ0kQ/TiVIJXjwQEI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/I6dH0fjgWeY/s400/Picture+939.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFwag2qKUoU/TiVIun2m4vI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/vIXHdK7reFw/s1600/Picture+943.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFwag2qKUoU/TiVIun2m4vI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/vIXHdK7reFw/s400/Picture+943.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShIG5NgwP1c/TiVJE_DVL2I/AAAAAAAAB5c/Q8wwUg0vU0g/s1600/Picture+944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShIG5NgwP1c/TiVJE_DVL2I/AAAAAAAAB5c/Q8wwUg0vU0g/s400/Picture+944.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raZw5srYNgo/TiVJVxNwotI/AAAAAAAAB5g/pA5rALCf_kc/s1600/Picture+955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raZw5srYNgo/TiVJVxNwotI/AAAAAAAAB5g/pA5rALCf_kc/s400/Picture+955.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71n-_09Tn84/TiVJg9T3rtI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Xv43jUEMTv4/s1600/IMG-20110501-00545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71n-_09Tn84/TiVJg9T3rtI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Xv43jUEMTv4/s400/IMG-20110501-00545.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fruit tart yang sgt sedap, from &lt;a href="http://www.irenebakelove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Irene Bake Love&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glHlvcYmAcg/TiVJqVC8PRI/AAAAAAAAB5o/y9W8NizWSOc/s1600/IMG-20110501-00546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glHlvcYmAcg/TiVJqVC8PRI/AAAAAAAAB5o/y9W8NizWSOc/s400/IMG-20110501-00546.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;blueberry cheesecake - buat sesuka hati, takde cream whatsoever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3cv8PTAFH4/TiVJ5G_eO-I/AAAAAAAAB5s/pgA6bmcdJqU/s1600/IMG-20110501-00547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3cv8PTAFH4/TiVJ5G_eO-I/AAAAAAAAB5s/pgA6bmcdJqU/s400/IMG-20110501-00547.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88PUlECRSkc/TiVJ71BinGI/AAAAAAAAB5w/2nsx3SL-F88/s1600/IMG-20110501-00550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88PUlECRSkc/TiVJ71BinGI/AAAAAAAAB5w/2nsx3SL-F88/s400/IMG-20110501-00550.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5VCYF8-Eww/TiVKI_KJ_sI/AAAAAAAAB50/KyiQKWJQ0o4/s1600/IMG-20110501-00551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5VCYF8-Eww/TiVKI_KJ_sI/AAAAAAAAB50/KyiQKWJQ0o4/s400/IMG-20110501-00551.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their cake - again, from Irene Bake Love. Typical question: "Eh, boleh makan ke?" =) And glad that they like the cake. Again, it's something different. I like unique stuffs....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, I myself was kinda amazed with the outcome. Coz gamba dia jadi sgt sharp n nice, although the original pic was kinda small and a bit unclear...(zaman dedulu kan, what do u expect?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2317948115524407592?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2317948115524407592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/papa-mamas-37th-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2317948115524407592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2317948115524407592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/papa-mamas-37th-anniversary.html' title='Papa &amp; Mama&apos;s 37th anniversary'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1Of6EAZ0kQ/TiVIJXjwQEI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/I6dH0fjgWeY/s72-c/Picture+939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1686409365730854280</id><published>2011-07-19T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:46:17.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr P's birthday</title><content type='html'>D first week of April, Damia was not feeling well. Fever a bit - nak tumbuh gigi punya pasal. Hmm...went to Gleneagles tetgh malam coz temperature dia naik sgt, yada yada yada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happened, that was the week of Mr P's birthday. Ya rabbi....~!! Cracking my head to find pressie for him. Ask my boss (Boss 1), eh, nak bagi ape eh for my hubby's bday? He suggested this n that and I told him, la...tu semua da penah beli. And he said, ok, list down ape yang u penah bagi. And I told him la. His final question was, u da kenal hubby u da brape belas tahun? Apsal byk sgt mende yang u da bagi? I said, that includes hantaran, coz our hantarans were all the meaningful and nice stuffs. That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I asked my other boss (Boss 2), nak bagi ape eh? And he also gave similar kind of suggestions. And in the end, I decided to buy him a CK sling bag (din capture the pic). Tetgh beli tu, that was when Mama called. Isya, temperature Damia naik. Haaa...time tu yg dok berkejar balik and malam tu pegi Glengeagles. That midnight, tgh nak wish and nyanyikan lagu bday, Damia bole bgn, duduk and she was soooo happy nak nyanyi sekali. Wif her cute lil hand, tepuk sesama, bontot goyang2 sket....like she really enjoyed it. I was like...ya rabbi...bertuahnyer anak saya nih~!! Mr P was sooo happy with the present that I gave and the happiness / smile given by Damia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONxkfmKzhNo/TiU7iHNSBxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/OzhhWhRPATs/s1600/Picture+798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONxkfmKzhNo/TiU7iHNSBxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/OzhhWhRPATs/s400/Picture+798.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D next day, the real day....7 April - his birthday. Nak dijadikan cerita....malam tu da plan la, nak pegi dinner outside, to celebrate. And tetibe Damia's temperature naik balik, so we decided to have our dinner at home. It was raining pun, plus Mama n Papa were not at home. We had the whole house to ourselves. Hehehheh....(heyyy...Damia ada la....and it was still early). So, first, nak order Pizza Hut, then rupanya my area da xleh order direct from PH, need to order from Pizza Hut Delivery (PHD) - a subsi of PH and their menu are limited. Geram sesgt coz we like the traditional old menu of PH. Then, order Domino's - lagi sejam baru leh sampai coz hujan. In the end, ordered Nando's, beriya la dok carik no delivery dia in the internet coz no one picked up the phone and we were trying to find alternative number(s). Maka, malam tu, dinner Nando's jela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-svjJuziILFQ/TiU88STRvMI/AAAAAAAAB2o/QZdEiWady-U/s1600/Picture+849.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-svjJuziILFQ/TiU88STRvMI/AAAAAAAAB2o/QZdEiWady-U/s400/Picture+849.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ftdqhp8OmyQ/TiU9HkIiSyI/AAAAAAAAB2s/CoBXY95aRGc/s1600/Picture+847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ftdqhp8OmyQ/TiU9HkIiSyI/AAAAAAAAB2s/CoBXY95aRGc/s400/Picture+847.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGtMPCsaQcY/TiU9MR1YO2I/AAAAAAAAB2w/m4XNqEgTdK8/s1600/Picture+848.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGtMPCsaQcY/TiU9MR1YO2I/AAAAAAAAB2w/m4XNqEgTdK8/s400/Picture+848.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, Mr P was on the phone with his sister. His sis tanya la, Isya tak belikan kek ke? And he said, ntah...takde pun. And I purposely said it louder..."eh, siapa kata takde?" and I took out the personalized cake from the fridge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SW2hCl74jK4/TiU9sWnJ9KI/AAAAAAAAB20/Alc9CQfi-mA/s1600/Picture+852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SW2hCl74jK4/TiU9sWnJ9KI/AAAAAAAAB20/Alc9CQfi-mA/s400/Picture+852.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqCA1bGjJ18/TiU9xAq76VI/AAAAAAAAB24/cZzmwf1yWkE/s1600/Picture+854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqCA1bGjJ18/TiU9xAq76VI/AAAAAAAAB24/cZzmwf1yWkE/s400/Picture+854.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DczuBarndrw/TiU91GjXE9I/AAAAAAAAB28/u6v60v1V-Ng/s1600/Picture+811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DczuBarndrw/TiU91GjXE9I/AAAAAAAAB28/u6v60v1V-Ng/s400/Picture+811.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odBn2D7bQCA/TiU95dNMawI/AAAAAAAAB3A/zbYfQFKZ4fA/s1600/Picture+812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odBn2D7bQCA/TiU95dNMawI/AAAAAAAAB3A/zbYfQFKZ4fA/s400/Picture+812.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkcLhtai_dk/TiU99h34rtI/AAAAAAAAB3E/jGCQbwhNkoU/s1600/Picture+813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkcLhtai_dk/TiU99h34rtI/AAAAAAAAB3E/jGCQbwhNkoU/s400/Picture+813.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp-dzB680n8/TiU-C7y4TzI/AAAAAAAAB3I/WP9zBFLJuUE/s1600/Picture+827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp-dzB680n8/TiU-C7y4TzI/AAAAAAAAB3I/WP9zBFLJuUE/s400/Picture+827.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cppDoiX_qOs/TiU-GzfKRrI/AAAAAAAAB3M/cGdpKAGevhU/s1600/Picture+828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cppDoiX_qOs/TiU-GzfKRrI/AAAAAAAAB3M/cGdpKAGevhU/s400/Picture+828.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuprrVk7aBI/TiU-MJH9CXI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/oNy93Zo8Bls/s1600/Picture+839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuprrVk7aBI/TiU-MJH9CXI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/oNy93Zo8Bls/s400/Picture+839.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was shocked and terus like....really speechless. Smiled non stop. Hahhahaha... it was a really great face expression from him. But, I end up eating the cake - coz the cake mmg super sedappppp....very moist Japanese chocolate cake. Super nice~!!!! Guess that was the best chocolate cake I've ever eaten. I ordered from these guys --&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bigboysoven.com/"&gt;Big Boys Oven&lt;/a&gt;. Mama and Papa came back and saw the cake....and Mama was like, "Said Harulllll.....tgk la bini awak nihhh...ntah kek apeeee dia beli..." Hehheheh.....*happy happy* (I like to have something different, something unique).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMXkXIg_HVI/TiU-wf8hu6I/AAAAAAAAB3U/WEg01xu_lzE/s1600/Picture+845.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMXkXIg_HVI/TiU-wf8hu6I/AAAAAAAAB3U/WEg01xu_lzE/s400/Picture+845.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOVHCduZvCc/TiU-0m1adwI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/FhLjcjE29rY/s1600/Picture+809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOVHCduZvCc/TiU-0m1adwI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/FhLjcjE29rY/s400/Picture+809.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--syrU5KCt64/TiU-51jUmtI/AAAAAAAAB3c/4vJ4-P3PIcA/s1600/Picture+816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--syrU5KCt64/TiU-51jUmtI/AAAAAAAAB3c/4vJ4-P3PIcA/s400/Picture+816.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JA3-EItHpWU/TiU-_Hyuo2I/AAAAAAAAB3g/60T-Lhb_htU/s1600/Picture+842.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JA3-EItHpWU/TiU-_Hyuo2I/AAAAAAAAB3g/60T-Lhb_htU/s400/Picture+842.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKTdMvJDV30/TiU_Ebel51I/AAAAAAAAB3k/wiE0dwjmQfU/s1600/Picture+843.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKTdMvJDV30/TiU_Ebel51I/AAAAAAAAB3k/wiE0dwjmQfU/s400/Picture+843.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, bila Damia da sihat sket, then only we went for a proper dinner outside. Again, we went to La Risata. Tempat biasa je, but basically, we fall in love with the food there. That's why it is now being one of our fav Italian places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlhRWPHM1ZI/TiVABuoU7gI/AAAAAAAAB3o/8tVsUlKuHoo/s1600/Picture+885.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlhRWPHM1ZI/TiVABuoU7gI/AAAAAAAAB3o/8tVsUlKuHoo/s400/Picture+885.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yA83iFfW7n0/TiVAGFib_TI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DI4meQLbNpw/s1600/Picture+864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yA83iFfW7n0/TiVAGFib_TI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DI4meQLbNpw/s400/Picture+864.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aVX8LF8clcQ/TiVAK0R3MUI/AAAAAAAAB3w/h5BJaZp8_Z0/s1600/Picture+865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aVX8LF8clcQ/TiVAK0R3MUI/AAAAAAAAB3w/h5BJaZp8_Z0/s400/Picture+865.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ngaGyMiXp8/TiVAPKwZP2I/AAAAAAAAB30/GyB8oCrfjnM/s1600/Picture+868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ngaGyMiXp8/TiVAPKwZP2I/AAAAAAAAB30/GyB8oCrfjnM/s400/Picture+868.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEC8w4muRME/TiVASFjgmWI/AAAAAAAAB34/12PMXe9X-VI/s1600/Picture+869.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEC8w4muRME/TiVASFjgmWI/AAAAAAAAB34/12PMXe9X-VI/s400/Picture+869.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ta7uC2WMDg/TiVAVjOphhI/AAAAAAAAB38/qgGjrt1kDso/s1600/Picture+870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ta7uC2WMDg/TiVAVjOphhI/AAAAAAAAB38/qgGjrt1kDso/s400/Picture+870.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiRrQPeUfNw/TiVAagFKilI/AAAAAAAAB4A/VQE1o2sSGR4/s1600/Picture+871.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiRrQPeUfNw/TiVAagFKilI/AAAAAAAAB4A/VQE1o2sSGR4/s400/Picture+871.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfEWKN8Uc9E/TiVAeJb3O9I/AAAAAAAAB4E/FdoJK-AGWAs/s1600/Picture+873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfEWKN8Uc9E/TiVAeJb3O9I/AAAAAAAAB4E/FdoJK-AGWAs/s400/Picture+873.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*garlic bread La Risata - sgt yummeyyyhhh....*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvbscg4EzsU/TiVAhkPPE_I/AAAAAAAAB4I/0KvK-CSV8X4/s1600/Picture+876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvbscg4EzsU/TiVAhkPPE_I/AAAAAAAAB4I/0KvK-CSV8X4/s320/Picture+876.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jd_AP62vTic/TiVAlJtLqDI/AAAAAAAAB4M/N_NsmXx_z1M/s1600/Picture+877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jd_AP62vTic/TiVAlJtLqDI/AAAAAAAAB4M/N_NsmXx_z1M/s320/Picture+877.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFXYDef4Beo/TiVApJe2XmI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/tlw95BpG6OU/s1600/Picture+879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFXYDef4Beo/TiVApJe2XmI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/tlw95BpG6OU/s320/Picture+879.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJwSMI852lw/TiVAtrn_xgI/AAAAAAAAB4U/cRHzyIfxu6Q/s1600/Picture+883.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJwSMI852lw/TiVAtrn_xgI/AAAAAAAAB4U/cRHzyIfxu6Q/s320/Picture+883.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fklKHQ-Bh5o/TiVAyckZjoI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/m-anCy3UWDc/s1600/Picture+884.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fklKHQ-Bh5o/TiVAyckZjoI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/m-anCy3UWDc/s320/Picture+884.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr P's nephew also joined us. Their age gap is only 1 year. And the last time that they really celebrated each other's birthday was looongggg time ago. He also gave Mr P a present, a perfume. He knows Mr P's taste and that was a really good choice of perfume. =) Thanks so much Hijrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-FAs-s5_io/TiVBxJofylI/AAAAAAAAB4g/2SAgjLB47hY/s1600/Picture+886.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-FAs-s5_io/TiVBxJofylI/AAAAAAAAB4g/2SAgjLB47hY/s320/Picture+886.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzAdoLbaUwM/TiVCL72pfhI/AAAAAAAAB4o/_2Uk1KjsVM4/s1600/Picture+889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzAdoLbaUwM/TiVCL72pfhI/AAAAAAAAB4o/_2Uk1KjsVM4/s320/Picture+889.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wtnTD2Wi43Q/TiVCnGqsPRI/AAAAAAAAB4w/vzZJkKn-B5k/s1600/Picture+893.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wtnTD2Wi43Q/TiVCnGqsPRI/AAAAAAAAB4w/vzZJkKn-B5k/s320/Picture+893.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jZqi37_JCqQ/TiVC17LJrEI/AAAAAAAAB40/AuDXxxJx4GE/s1600/Picture+895.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jZqi37_JCqQ/TiVC17LJrEI/AAAAAAAAB40/AuDXxxJx4GE/s320/Picture+895.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hl4BvhAoU3U/TiVDTxJTFNI/AAAAAAAAB48/XOVthlFG34w/s1600/Picture+898.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hl4BvhAoU3U/TiVDTxJTFNI/AAAAAAAAB48/XOVthlFG34w/s320/Picture+898.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1Cvs8ldKDo/TiVDlk3jn8I/AAAAAAAAB5A/pLOAU_QT-3E/s1600/Picture+899.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1Cvs8ldKDo/TiVDlk3jn8I/AAAAAAAAB5A/pLOAU_QT-3E/s320/Picture+899.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8QW2Uhx2X7A/TiVD06sZcpI/AAAAAAAAB5E/fuv79S8_-yQ/s1600/Picture+900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8QW2Uhx2X7A/TiVD06sZcpI/AAAAAAAAB5E/fuv79S8_-yQ/s320/Picture+900.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Mr P had fun during his birthday this year, despite Damia's condition. Actually, all of us had fun. Had fun spending time with each other, had fun got teased by many people coz I posted the pic of Mr P's cake in Facebook. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was great. At least, for us. To my darling Mr P, semoga panjang umur (agar dapat beribadat lebih dan bertaubat sebelum nyawa ditarik olehNya), semoga sihat selalu, diberkati oleh Allah SWT, dipermudahkan perjalanan hidup dan perjalanan di atas titian sirat, terselamat daripada seksaan dunia dan akhirat, dimasukkan ke syurga tertinggi dan dipertemukan kita di sana nanti (tapi...nak jumpa dalam syurga, bkn kat tetempat tak best kat sana...if u know what I mean...) Love ya....~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-1686409365730854280?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1686409365730854280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/mr-ps-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1686409365730854280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1686409365730854280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/mr-ps-birthday.html' title='Mr P&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONxkfmKzhNo/TiU7iHNSBxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/OzhhWhRPATs/s72-c/Picture+798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-7870936247679806179</id><published>2011-07-19T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T14:58:43.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windu!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QNLYBocx_8/TiUqKNQ7zdI/AAAAAAAAB2U/iIw--uxmPd4/s1600/DSC_0790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QNLYBocx_8/TiUqKNQ7zdI/AAAAAAAAB2U/iIw--uxmPd4/s400/DSC_0790.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;US....da lama tak amik gamba, just the two of us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1Bi0uZsR7U/TiUqRytTw_I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/NofO2X2ngFo/s1600/DSC_0972.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1Bi0uZsR7U/TiUqRytTw_I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/NofO2X2ngFo/s400/DSC_0972.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;During her birthday party that day. Dah penat + berpeluh...dress semua memang da tolak tepi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VtXM4eMk0hE/TiUqYpDQ_4I/AAAAAAAAB2c/JQ2xRBKYzvQ/s1600/DSC_0991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VtXM4eMk0hE/TiUqYpDQ_4I/AAAAAAAAB2c/JQ2xRBKYzvQ/s400/DSC_0991.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With her birthday presents~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you darling~!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mmmmuuuaahhhhh...!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/8302794553595309503-7870936247679806179?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/7870936247679806179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/windu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7870936247679806179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7870936247679806179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/windu.html' title='Windu!!'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QNLYBocx_8/TiUqKNQ7zdI/AAAAAAAAB2U/iIw--uxmPd4/s72-c/DSC_0790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-347106896826113457</id><published>2011-07-19T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T14:38:46.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia dah sunat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was on 23 April 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Prior to that, a lot of people have asked - bila nak sunatkan Damia ni? Lambatnye..nanti dia da besar, sakit la bla bla bla. My response was : La....hukumnya bukannya wajib. Dia perempuan. Hukumnya sunat je. So, relax la...Their response still like - yela, but still...elok la kalau sunat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, prior to that date, I asked my (sporting) boss (a guy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Eh, anak u, u sunatkan tak? I mean, the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My boss : Tak. Semua belum lagi. Yang the girl, tatau la, maybe tak kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Tu la..but semua da bising soh bwak anak I sunat. Dia bru 10 months. Anak u da 3-4 years kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My boss : Ha'ah. Tapikan, for anak you, I nasihatkan, u bawak la pegi sunat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Apsal huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My boss : Yela, I takut, kang if tak sunat, dia jadi mcm you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Budussss~!!! Whyyy on earth I dpt boss mcm u?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*laughing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRyeqKcF6EE/TiUjVQFWyYI/AAAAAAAAB2I/Nn7WlmP_qwU/s1600/IMG-20110423-00495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRyeqKcF6EE/TiUjVQFWyYI/AAAAAAAAB2I/Nn7WlmP_qwU/s400/IMG-20110423-00495.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, on Friday, I called Pusrawi. To fix an appointment. Da pegi yang kat Jalan Tun Razak (owhhh...parkingnye sgt dodgy). Tetibe, doc perempuan takde pulak. Padahal da call d day before tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we head up to Jalan Ipoh pulak. Jam super bangatttt~!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QFZPv9wbQZ8/TiUjTYC5PbI/AAAAAAAAB2E/vgSTfx9iUHQ/s1600/IMG-20110423-00499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QFZPv9wbQZ8/TiUjTYC5PbI/AAAAAAAAB2E/vgSTfx9iUHQ/s400/IMG-20110423-00499.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*dia dah resah dalam kete lelama sgt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ake0r7wuoM/TiUjW81SiFI/AAAAAAAAB2M/03udEYhePbU/s1600/IMG-20110423-00497.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ake0r7wuoM/TiUjW81SiFI/AAAAAAAAB2M/03udEYhePbU/s400/IMG-20110423-00497.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*Damia stress da....apsal jam sgt nihhhh??*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Masuk, register...bla bla bla...(owhh...lupa, bayar dulu - abt RM60 kot, ntah...lupa lak...and then baru sunat) waited for about 10 mins. Then, they called her name. Masuk, bagitau nak sunat. And I told the doc, kejap ye...nak tukarkan pampers dia dulu. She was like...hmm..ok....letak la pampers baru. I was like..."eh, nak basuh la dulu vagina nye, or at least wipe with baby wipes dulu" (dalam hati la...). Then nurse pegang kaki dia, I turn kejap, nak pas kat Mr P the pampers, tetibe within split second, she said, ok dah. And then bru Damia nangis sket. Like...hellooo.....traffic jam nye smp dkat 2 jam. Sunatnye tak smp 5 seconds. Nak amik gamba or nak tgk pun tak sempat. Lerss...done dy! Anyway, glad that she din cry like a mad person or whatever. Strongggg anak Mama. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fobEaLi0h5U/TiUjYMP0w_I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/aearm9tPMok/s1600/IMG-20110423-00498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fobEaLi0h5U/TiUjYMP0w_I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/aearm9tPMok/s400/IMG-20110423-00498.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3a1XfsxnSM/TiUirsnwePI/AAAAAAAAB2A/iDAkDeNAeZg/s1600/Dah+sunatttt...jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3a1XfsxnSM/TiUirsnwePI/AAAAAAAAB2A/iDAkDeNAeZg/s400/Dah+sunatttt...jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*After dah sunat - I'm a big gal*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-347106896826113457?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/347106896826113457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/damia-dah-sunat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/347106896826113457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/347106896826113457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/damia-dah-sunat.html' title='Damia dah sunat'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRyeqKcF6EE/TiUjVQFWyYI/AAAAAAAAB2I/Nn7WlmP_qwU/s72-c/IMG-20110423-00495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-7398020371906183143</id><published>2011-07-19T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T14:13:52.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that parent(s) don't share</title><content type='html'>Being a parent myself, there are stuffs that normally you don't share in public because you don't want people to judge you, look at you, one kind...you know? Hmm....having said that, I have spoken / chat with a few parents and apparently, they encountered the same thing. It's just that, it won't be displayed at your FB status, twitter, or perhaps blogs. These are the things which you just share, like heart-to-heart, parent-to-parent kinda thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;1) Anak jatuh katil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tersangat common!!!!! Almost every parents would encounter this. I spoke to this person - he is 40+ and he shared various parenting tips / stuffs with me. He said, it's normal. I mean, ok la fine!!! it's not normal, butttttt a lot of people have experienced that. So, it's ok.....I've once spoken to him abt the things that I'm scared off, yada yada yada and before I even mentioned it, he continued my sentence, "fall off from the bed right?" I was like...what?? How u know? He said, it's common. And the first 5 seconds, everyone would be stunt and don't know what to do. Silent. And THEN only the baby started crying. The baby is tough. It's more of he/she was shocked of what happened. Medically, memang la bahaya, yada yada yada. But, mende da jadi kan? What to do? Just accept it la...Just comfort the baby accordingly and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reality check :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Damia herself pernah jatuh katil. Katil tinggi 2 kaki ada, tinggi sekaki ada. How many times? More than 10 times. Since when? Since she was about 3m or so. Alhamdulillah, takde internal injury whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Terkena air panas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Parents don't normally talk about this. Because, mostttt of the time, it happened coz of their own fault.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wvcVKvAMdrY/TiUeevbpocI/AAAAAAAAB14/sTErI3U87GY/s1600/Kuala+Lumpur-20110521-00648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wvcVKvAMdrY/TiUeevbpocI/AAAAAAAAB14/sTErI3U87GY/s320/Kuala+Lumpur-20110521-00648.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reality check:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; It happened to Damia during our trip last 2 months. She was crying and wanted me to carry her AND at the same time, wants milk. While preparing, sambil dukung ni....and suddenly, dia tolak the bottle, terkena la tangan tembam anak Mama nih....*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the things...yet, it's part and parcel of being a parent. It's part of the journey. It makes us learn from our mistakes, to be a better parent(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: to Damia (if this blog is still in existence, by the time you grow up and able to read), I'm sorry. Mama loves you...(bukannye sengajaaaaaa...ala...Damia pun slalu jer kan, tersepak Mama time Damia tido kan? Tu pun Damia tak sengaja right? Chup chup~!! Mama pun slalu gak tak sengaja tersiku Damia sket or tertolak Damia time tido...Ala, kita sesama tak sengaja kan kan kan?) Mmmmmuuuaaaahhhh~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-7398020371906183143?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/7398020371906183143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/things-that-parents-dont-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7398020371906183143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7398020371906183143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/07/things-that-parents-dont-share.html' title='Things that parent(s) don&apos;t share'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wvcVKvAMdrY/TiUeevbpocI/AAAAAAAAB14/sTErI3U87GY/s72-c/Kuala+Lumpur-20110521-00648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1444721609822261877</id><published>2011-06-30T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T14:17:44.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since I wrote anything here. I've also received certain "complaints"&amp;nbsp;and questions from my readers on why the blog was left unattended for quite some time. Busy + family time + yada yada yada...will update it further ok, slowly...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went out for lunch just now, with a few colleagues. And while having lunch &amp;amp; otw back to office, she was telling us about her family and how difficult it is, for the parents to raise them up, 9 of them and she is the eldest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's occupation : rubber tapper. Tetgh makan tu, almost tersedak! I mean, how many of my friends yang parents dia keje kat kebun / ladang lagi? Those yang tak kerja office? Yang dtg daripada keluarga susah? Seriously, I was kinda quiet otw back to office. Terasa&amp;nbsp;sesgt ok?? Aihh.....all the while, I complaint so much about stuffs, monetary, car, house, and the list goes on. Without realizing that “hey...there are lots of other people out there who are struggling.” Yang susah nak carik duit and yet, like myself – sesukati je swipe credit card, beli expensive stuffs, throw unwanted stuffs (in good condition), wanna buy expensive, branded items. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My situation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Pa, my results...ok la...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa : Ok....bagus la...congrats....etc etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, at the end of the day, Papa will treat us for expensive dinner, lunch, give extra pocket money or perhaps some presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her situation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her sister : Abah....ni result saya...(recently, result gempak + bagus + dapat masuk good uni, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Abah : Aduihh...mana la abah nak cari duit nih? Nanti nak daftar masuk lagi, ape lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What her Abah did subsequent to that? Call neighbours, asked if dia bole motong getah kat kebun jiran, to get extra money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ke mcm tersentap sesgt? I mean, yes....my dad worked hard too. At 2-3am, he was still on the phone with his business partner(s) from all over the world, in a way, trying to ensure that he can give us the luxurious life that we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still....anak dia yang tak bersyukur kot...sighh....I dunno. But somehow, from the conversation, I realized that hey, it's not easy to raise a family. And they (parents) sacrificed a lot for us.&lt;br /&gt;The other day Mr P told me about his conversation with my dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr P : Pa, you know, at this age you shouldn't work too hard. You should rest, stay at home, just enjoy life. It's not like as if it is not enough for you. Whatever that you have, I'd think that, it is sufficient for you and Mama.&lt;br /&gt;Papa : I know, if I don't provide more than the necessary, they won't be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In a way, if takde semua ni, lagi la anak-anak dia perhaps akan lagi "jauh"). &lt;br /&gt;And by saying that, I understand, siapa "they" that he meant. And Im kinda sad knowing that he needs to sacrifice for us. Come to think of it, yes, I relied too much on him (specially when it comes to monetary wise). Insurance, car instalment (not longer - paying it on my own now), traffic summons, food and drinks, leisure, etc etc etc. And bila tak dapat, I complaint, long face, etc and at times, I do the same to Mr P. &lt;br /&gt;Kesian Papa (and Mr P too)....aihhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 60+, he is still working hard for us. Ok fine....im not saying 100% that it is because of us…it is also because he himself is a hardworking person and he can't stand, staying at home all the time - being a 100% retired fella. But still...somehow, I know that he is working really hard, for this family (altho we are all grown ups and most of us are not staying in our parents' house anymore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Pa...thanks so much for all your sacrifices. Thanks a lot. I might not be your best child, but I know, that you're the "bestest" father of all...love ya...(and I know that you don't read my blog, however, I will never forget to pray for you, the best of health (here) and the best place &amp;amp; condition (over there.....one day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI6Xx9grft0/TgwvlyXB9mI/AAAAAAAAB1U/r1gRM7vhgII/s1600/DSC_0579+%252834%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" o$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI6Xx9grft0/TgwvlyXB9mI/AAAAAAAAB1U/r1gRM7vhgII/s400/DSC_0579+%252834%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Damia looks like Mr P a bit (perhaps not so much in this pic but real life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they call her Mini Harull or Harull Jr)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ph2QYjdduY/TgwwBngt_7I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/7QTMkBqUFQ8/s1600/Picture+216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" o$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ph2QYjdduY/TgwwBngt_7I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/7QTMkBqUFQ8/s400/Picture+216.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eBN2nbWk6XU/TiUhQt6pofI/AAAAAAAAB18/z0fahHy0MOA/s1600/DSC_0682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eBN2nbWk6XU/TiUhQt6pofI/AAAAAAAAB18/z0fahHy0MOA/s400/DSC_0682.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿She looks more like her GD*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*the cucuS&amp;nbsp;call them GD &amp;amp; GM = granddad &amp;amp; grandma*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-1444721609822261877?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1444721609822261877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/06/papa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1444721609822261877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1444721609822261877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/06/papa.html' title='Papa'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI6Xx9grft0/TgwvlyXB9mI/AAAAAAAAB1U/r1gRM7vhgII/s72-c/DSC_0579+%252834%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6558810170871090969</id><published>2011-06-10T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T16:54:00.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Damia's 1st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In 19 days' time....my lovely daughter will turn to 1. Omg~!!! Sethn da anak mama lahir? Syukur syukur &amp;nbsp;Alhamdulillah....lovely n uncomplicated pregnancy. Seronokkkk sesgt~!! 29 June 2010 was the exact date. I can't wait for the date coz for this year, the date would be sooo meaningful, since it is Damia's birthday (according to Gregorian calender - 29 June) and Mr P's birthday (according to Muslim calender - 27 Rejab, which is actually on Isra' Mikraj). *happy* syukur~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sesiapa yang dah dpt the invitation, sila sila la yer....hope to see you guys on Damia's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Address dlm invitation di bwh terpaksa di"hide"kan atas sebab-sebab keselamatan..).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(For my silent readers, if you wish to attend / join us, kindly let me know yea?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I learned to laugh and squeal, then sit and stand,&lt;br /&gt;and I can walk now if you hold my hand.&lt;br /&gt;But the fun has only just begun,&lt;br /&gt;lookout world, I'm turning one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join us to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Damia's 1st Birthday!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gGH38C4oc18/TfHY-bs-JiI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/E7qlaCKxV1o/s1600/Hannah+Damia+-+without+add.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gGH38C4oc18/TfHY-bs-JiI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/E7qlaCKxV1o/s640/Hannah+Damia+-+without+add.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As the picture above suggests, the theme would be Winnie the Pooh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Color scheme: pink &amp;amp; yellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Winnie the Pooh tu confirm la Mama dia yang pilih. I fall in love wif this character since 12 years ago. It has been my dream - to have a party with this theme (sib baik lerrr Mr P approve). =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*can't wait* EXCITED~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6558810170871090969?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6558810170871090969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/06/hannah-damias-1st-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6558810170871090969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6558810170871090969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/06/hannah-damias-1st-birthday-party.html' title='Hannah Damia&apos;s 1st Birthday Party'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gGH38C4oc18/TfHY-bs-JiI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/E7qlaCKxV1o/s72-c/Hannah+Damia+-+without+add.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1050324387596711794</id><published>2011-06-10T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T16:22:34.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Place your laptop at a safe place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;A well known family in Mequon lost their 25 year old son (Arun Gopal Ratnam) in a fire at home June 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He graduated with MBA from University of Wisconsin-Madison two weeks earlier and came home.&amp;nbsp;Had a lunch with his dad at home and decided to go back to clean up his room at school.&lt;br /&gt;Father told him to wait and see his mother before he goes back for a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;He decided to take a nap while waiting for his mom to come home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors called 911 when they saw black smoke coming out of the house.&amp;nbsp;Their 25 year old son Arun died&amp;nbsp;in the three year old house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took several days of investigation&amp;nbsp;to find out the cause of the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was determined that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;the fire was caused by lap top in the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the lap top is on the bed&amp;nbsp;cooling fan does not get air to cool the computer and that is what caused the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uneven surface of the bedsheet has blocked the air intake vent below the cpu fan.&lt;br /&gt;When the laptop is placed on a flat surface i.e. on desk/table, there is a gap between the desk surface and the base of the casing to allow air to flow/suck in through the air intake vent by the cpu fan to cool the cpu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;He did not even wake up to get out of the bed he died of carbon monoxide (CO).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm writing this to all of you is that I have seen all of us using our lap top in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all decide and make it a practice not to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risk is real.&amp;nbsp;Let us make it a rule&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;not to use lap top in bed or put computer on bed with blankets and pillows around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-1050324387596711794?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1050324387596711794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/06/place-your-laptop-at-safe-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1050324387596711794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1050324387596711794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/06/place-your-laptop-at-safe-place.html' title='Place your laptop at a safe place'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-3800854108909829999</id><published>2011-05-03T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T14:46:00.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa orang Islam sembah bangunan kain hitam tu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Kenapa orang Islam sembah bangunan kain hitam tu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Oh.. itu Kaabah atau nama lainnya Baitullah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Baitullah tu apa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Secara terjemahan mudah maknanya Rumah Allah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Allah ada dalam tu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Tak.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Jadi, kenapa sembah bangunan tu kalau Allah tak ada dalam tu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Yang saya sembah bukannya bangunan tu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Kamu sembah apa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Saya sembah Allah swt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Jadi, kenapa sembah bangunan tu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Saya menghadap sahaja ke arah Kaabah tetapi saya tak sembah Kaabah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Bukankah kamu sujud ke arah Kaabah, maknanya kamu sembah Kaabah la.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Kamu pernah tgk perlawanan bola dalam TV?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Pernah.. selalu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Kamu tengok tv ke tengok perlawanan bola?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Tengok perlawanan bola la.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Di mana?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Dalam tv la.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Cuba buka tv tu, tengok di dalamnya ada stadium dan perlawanan bola ke tak.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Memanglah tak ada.. tapi itukan gambarnya ada.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Bukalah dalam tv, tengok ada ke tak gambar perlawanan bola dalam tu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"So..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Maknanya kamu tengok tv, bukan perlawanan bola.. betul tak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Tak.. aku tengok perlawanan bola la melaui tv tu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Peliknya.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Sebab apa pulak pelik?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Ye la, kau cakap tengok perlawanan bola, sedangkan aku tengok dalam tv tu tak ada apa-apa.. yg ada hanya wayar je berselirat.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Memanglah dalam tv tu ada banyak wayar, tapi tv tu menayangkan gambar-gambar perlawanan bola dalamnya.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Hurm.. jadi tak peliklah ni..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Ya.. tak pelik.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Jadi tak pelik jugalah aku sujud ke arah Kaabah untuk menyembah Allah swt.. walau pun dalam Kaabah tak ada Allah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Erk.. kau betul.."&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/8302794553595309503-3800854108909829999?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/3800854108909829999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/05/kenapa-orang-islam-sembah-bangunan-kain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3800854108909829999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3800854108909829999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/05/kenapa-orang-islam-sembah-bangunan-kain.html' title='Kenapa orang Islam sembah bangunan kain hitam tu?'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-7191347465923174868</id><published>2011-04-15T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T17:25:29.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First 2 weeks of April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Few things happened in the first 2 weeks of April. Will elaborate / put more pictures soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rApEfPnknQ/TagN1TFJDSI/AAAAAAAABqc/2yW9Rq6Qhf8/s1600/IMG-20110407-00427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rApEfPnknQ/TagN1TFJDSI/AAAAAAAABqc/2yW9Rq6Qhf8/s320/IMG-20110407-00427.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Damia tak sihat. 39.4 was her temp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th68FWTABvk/TagNzqCJJiI/AAAAAAAABqY/zznhqtKo7rw/s1600/IMG-20110407-00423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th68FWTABvk/TagNzqCJJiI/AAAAAAAABqY/zznhqtKo7rw/s320/IMG-20110407-00423.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr P's birthday. The above pic is his bday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpaSl0vBk5E/TagN3Ran7DI/AAAAAAAABqg/Y4Wj2xIZJaM/s1600/IMG-20110413-00448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpaSl0vBk5E/TagN3Ran7DI/AAAAAAAABqg/Y4Wj2xIZJaM/s320/IMG-20110413-00448.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brought Damia to watch Rio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YqnbKi0JGe8/TagN5fgv73I/AAAAAAAABqk/g9JOcxOeBsI/s1600/IMG-20110413-00451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YqnbKi0JGe8/TagN5fgv73I/AAAAAAAABqk/g9JOcxOeBsI/s320/IMG-20110413-00451.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was amazed to see a lot of ppl at Pavi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6l2kvv6HACU/TagN8FzxF7I/AAAAAAAABqo/5lHZbKpe6xs/s1600/IMG-20110413-00455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6l2kvv6HACU/TagN8FzxF7I/AAAAAAAABqo/5lHZbKpe6xs/s320/IMG-20110413-00455.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just woke up, when the movie ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gS7jUQiHYI/TagN-3eoUXI/AAAAAAAABqs/Kkttdugp5uw/s1600/IMG-20110414-00458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gS7jUQiHYI/TagN-3eoUXI/AAAAAAAABqs/Kkttdugp5uw/s320/IMG-20110414-00458.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trade in our car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylWg0BN-tzU/TagOArdkJEI/AAAAAAAABqw/fkcuF1Zqlt0/s1600/Sungai+Buloh-20110311-00273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylWg0BN-tzU/TagOArdkJEI/AAAAAAAABqw/fkcuF1Zqlt0/s320/Sungai+Buloh-20110311-00273.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the same model no, brand, but different color, latest edition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great weekend y'all..~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(owh by the way...if you have time during the weekend, kindly visit my other blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;www.herbalife-and-me.blogspot.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-7191347465923174868?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/7191347465923174868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/04/first-2-weeks-of-april.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7191347465923174868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7191347465923174868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/04/first-2-weeks-of-april.html' title='First 2 weeks of April'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rApEfPnknQ/TagN1TFJDSI/AAAAAAAABqc/2yW9Rq6Qhf8/s72-c/IMG-20110407-00427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2534613702978473929</id><published>2011-03-28T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T12:53:50.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bersuci daripada najis (kencing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*untuk renungan / practicekan bersama*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenapa umat Islam sangat particular bila pergi ke tandas? Like nak kena ada air, nak bersihkan jugak kemaluan? My non-muslim friends ada jugak yang tanya dan hairan. Ini kerana, Islam amat mementingkan kebersihan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Read further...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nabi Shallallahu ‘alaihi wasallam melalui dua buah kubur.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lalu Baginda bersabda: “Sesungguhnya kedua-dua mayat ini sedang diazab dan bukanlah kedua-duanya diazab sebab dosa besar yang terlalu besar. Adapun salah seorangnya tidak bersuci daripada kencing dan yang seorang lagi kerana berjalan ke sana ke mari mengadu-domba. Lalu Baginda mengambil pelepah buah tamar yang basah dan dipatahkan kepada dua bahagian. Kemudian Baginda pacakkan ke atas setiap kubur tersebut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mereka (sahabat-sahabat) bertanya: “Mengapa Tuan berbuat demikian?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baginda menjawab dan bersabda: “Mudah-mudahan diringankan azab kedua-dua mayat ini selama mana kedua pelepah ini belum kering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Hadis riwayat al-Bukhari dan Muslim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You may also refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://affanruslan.com/kencing-kencing/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here, as your reference.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2534613702978473929?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2534613702978473929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/bersuci-daripada-najis-kencing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2534613702978473929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2534613702978473929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/bersuci-daripada-najis-kencing.html' title='Bersuci daripada najis (kencing)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-4961391772331194786</id><published>2011-03-28T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T12:19:17.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I bake my first cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We always love blueberry cheesecake. Especially the one from Secret Recipe. We can eat it like every single day. We = myself + Mr P. Birthdays, anniversaries - all with blueberry cheesecake. I do not know why, but somehow I told myself, why not I do it myself? Therefore, dengan semangatnye, I searched for the recipe. It has been months and last weekend was the weekend that I had the courage to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First attempt - tak menjadi and amend the recipe myself. Sesukahati and second attempt, Alhamdulillah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIju8uGjuUw/TZACnLhqsrI/AAAAAAAABp4/znBcj_bOJ3U/s1600/IMG-20110327-00359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIju8uGjuUw/TZACnLhqsrI/AAAAAAAABp4/znBcj_bOJ3U/s400/IMG-20110327-00359.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugL8n4TSm2M/TZAD8wqWXnI/AAAAAAAABp8/_UI0JlGVzFk/s1600/IMG-20110327-00360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugL8n4TSm2M/TZAD8wqWXnI/AAAAAAAABp8/_UI0JlGVzFk/s400/IMG-20110327-00360.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0HqXzY8Oek/TZAFP_IDTXI/AAAAAAAABqA/rL33ZmdB6Gk/s1600/IMG-20110327-00361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0HqXzY8Oek/TZAFP_IDTXI/AAAAAAAABqA/rL33ZmdB6Gk/s400/IMG-20110327-00361.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_0BuQVAZyc/TZAGSLc31BI/AAAAAAAABqE/WyKb3syrJlk/s1600/IMG-20110327-00371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_0BuQVAZyc/TZAGSLc31BI/AAAAAAAABqE/WyKb3syrJlk/s400/IMG-20110327-00371.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t716Cr0pQ4Q/TZAGdIaTD4I/AAAAAAAABqI/LFTs7UNduYs/s1600/IMG-20110327-00373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t716Cr0pQ4Q/TZAGdIaTD4I/AAAAAAAABqI/LFTs7UNduYs/s400/IMG-20110327-00373.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HtYiqv6QZTk/TZABZzNRRrI/AAAAAAAABp0/vQdw_ApKZCs/s1600/IMG-20110327-00379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HtYiqv6QZTk/TZABZzNRRrI/AAAAAAAABp0/vQdw_ApKZCs/s400/IMG-20110327-00379.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cara potong yang kureng menarik (above) and also biscuits kat bahagian bawah tu, jenis yang "tak padat" sangat coz bukannye guna biskut marie. Instead, just use biskut Digestive yang kebetulan ada kat umah (dah nama pun, resipi di amend sesuka hati). Ala, lupa plak nak snap gamba kat bahagian tepi cake tu. Maybe next time la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But alhamdulillah, semua orang cakap sedap. The cheese part tu, memang wallahhhhh la....=) Cume, part cream-cream tu belum khatam lagi. N plus, every time we eat it at Secret Recipe pun, we always buang that cream. So, xyah la bazir2 right? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me = no brainer when it comes to cooking &amp;amp; baking n whatnot.&amp;nbsp;So, if something "menjadi" like dis, it is like a major thing for me.....*proud of myself* Hehehhehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-4961391772331194786?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/4961391772331194786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/i-bake-my-first-cake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4961391772331194786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4961391772331194786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/i-bake-my-first-cake.html' title='I bake my first cake'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIju8uGjuUw/TZACnLhqsrI/AAAAAAAABp4/znBcj_bOJ3U/s72-c/IMG-20110327-00359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-528528257135361439</id><published>2011-03-23T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T03:04:48.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia n GM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-69GGkI6RMWw/TYjxr_NGwXI/AAAAAAAABps/X87oFzH0wQw/s1600/With+GM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-69GGkI6RMWw/TYjxr_NGwXI/AAAAAAAABps/X87oFzH0wQw/s400/With+GM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the only (appropriate) picture that Damia has with her GM since her last pic when she was only couple of days old. Coz the rest, GM tak pakai tudung. Therefore, gambar pun forbidden to be published.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GM took care of Damia ever since she was really young - 100% under GM's care when we went to work during the absence of a maid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damia learnt lots of zikir from GM, especially during the meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo to both my Love &amp;amp; Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-528528257135361439?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/528528257135361439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/damia-n-gm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/528528257135361439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/528528257135361439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/damia-n-gm.html' title='Damia n GM'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-69GGkI6RMWw/TYjxr_NGwXI/AAAAAAAABps/X87oFzH0wQw/s72-c/With+GM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6305605486305607222</id><published>2011-03-23T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T02:58:53.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest stuffs about Damia</title><content type='html'>In 6 days time, my baby Damia will be 9 months. Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Last week when she had that slight fever and running nose was none other thannnnnn.......gigi nak tumbuh. So, now, if she sees paper ke hape ke, confirm dia nak gigit n kunyah. So, while masukkan jari in her mouth, to take it out, boleh la rasa gigi dia nak tumbuh. Owh...seronoknyer jadi mother ni...can get to experience and have that nice warm feeling, talking about my baby's development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She is a super duper active girl (adakah ini hasil Mama makan choc n sweets bebyk time preggie dulu?) Anyway, dia memang tersangat aktif and seronok sangat tengok keaktifan dia. Recently, dia memang super laju when she crawl. Dia try angkat sket bontot dia n nak try berdiri without holding anything. Cume, belum begitu successful la. But if talking about standing while holding on to something, rasanya since 2 months ago dia da pandai da. Now, she'll crawl really fast and new activity - memanjat. In her play room, there is a sofa, near the mattress where she always sleeps. So, she knows the steps. Be on the mattress, climb up to the sofa, crawl really fast to the other end, then climb on the sofa arm rest and climb on to the baby chair. Sangattttt aktif ok, for a 8m baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HEOA_xMKkY8/TYjtSZx2MVI/AAAAAAAABo4/n9jSiteaq0s/s1600/Aksi+memanjat+sofa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HEOA_xMKkY8/TYjtSZx2MVI/AAAAAAAABo4/n9jSiteaq0s/s400/Aksi+memanjat+sofa.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7S6sZlsosGs/TYjtU4iE5II/AAAAAAAABpA/qxzqQvyyovg/s1600/Baby+chair+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7S6sZlsosGs/TYjtU4iE5II/AAAAAAAABpA/qxzqQvyyovg/s400/Baby+chair+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ag5qNu4zMls/TYjtWK7kqAI/AAAAAAAABpE/H1MkL5Ov0d8/s1600/Baby+chair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ag5qNu4zMls/TYjtWK7kqAI/AAAAAAAABpE/H1MkL5Ov0d8/s400/Baby+chair.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0pHQ891OOA8/TYjtRM8oNbI/AAAAAAAABo0/p_KzUm4KUao/s1600/Aksi+memanjat+dressing+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0pHQ891OOA8/TYjtRM8oNbI/AAAAAAAABo0/p_KzUm4KUao/s400/Aksi+memanjat+dressing+table.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one pulak, she managed to climb to the dressing table, from the bed. Pandai lak tu, dia figure out mana nak panjat, camne nak buat, what to hold on to. Bagussss anak Mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She knows (can understand) when we said, kiss. Then, she'll kiss our (actually, my) cheek. =) *happy momma*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She shows tantrum a bit, nowadays, when she is unable to get the things that she wants or we took away the stuff that she was holding (if we think it is not suitable for her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She can be really well behaved, especially when she is in public / in front of new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OlKa-hTXSlY/TYjtXXJ9WOI/AAAAAAAABpI/cwP3j2jurDQ/s1600/Big+boss+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OlKa-hTXSlY/TYjtXXJ9WOI/AAAAAAAABpI/cwP3j2jurDQ/s400/Big+boss+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- She can show her serious looking face to the people she doesn't know but somehow, she is really friendly to those that of her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eWkwRfe4xwk/TYjtYnfe_SI/AAAAAAAABpM/OWPXPej0_qY/s1600/Big+boss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eWkwRfe4xwk/TYjtYnfe_SI/AAAAAAAABpM/OWPXPej0_qY/s400/Big+boss.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She knows how to compromise with other people. Say for example, if it is her toy and somebody came to the house and play with it and acted as if it is theirs, then she would somehow knows how to compromise and just play along, together. But I always tell her this - as if I am talking to an adult, and somehow she understood. I said, "takpelah Damia...biarlah dia main. Maybe kat rumah dia takde toy tu. Damia main other things first and later bila dia dah balik, Damia main la puas-puas yer. If tak cukup, Mama beli lagi." That last sentence was with a sarcastic tone. Coz I just want my child to understand that there is no point of arguing / nak rampas that thing. Just let it be and to teach her to understand that, those toys of her are sufficient enough. Cukup banyak dah for your age. You have so many options, kenapa nak main yang tu jugak? Like...if tak cukup sangat, I will buy you a new one. Just, don't have to berebut on the same stuffs. Then, dia memang akan compromise, dia tengokkkk je orang tu main. Deep in my heart, I know that she can a really great elder sister. She is a tough, strong, firm one, yet she is soft, friendly and a warm person - when she grows older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bila dia menggeliat, sangat comellll~!!! (Yer, saya puji anak sendiri. Dah sah-sah saya Mama dia kan?) And somehow, if dia menggeliat with one style, the father would also menggeliat at the same time, with the same style. Or vice versa (like father first and then her). Somehow, it happened that way. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If I turn to the left, she would somehow follow in split seconds (coz she always sleeps on my right hand side). If I hug Mr P, she would come really near to me, so at times, the other side of the bed would be totally empty. Coz, she knew that I am kinda far from her, hence why nanti dia akan pusing-pusing sampaiiii la dkat ngan myself. Therefore, kekdg, tersepit kat tetengah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When she is clingy, memang tersangat la clingy. Kekadang bengang gak coz u are unable to do certain things, but still....da kata sayang anak kan? Dukung jela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Car seat - agak susah nak muat sket, coz kaki dia da panjang. She is half my height da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She loves to go for a drive, in the morning. It is dangerous, yes...tapi dia nak jugak duduk kat driver's seat. So, just letak dia on my lap and drive la..but super slow la. There was only one time when dia da resah gelisah sesangat and she cried really loud in the car, that I need to take her from the car seat and put her on my lap. Then, continue driving. Super dangerous, tapi kena careful n tawakal jela time tu. Luckily, almost reach the destination da...like another 5 mins, da sampai la...but still...it was dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When she sees us, myself or Mr P, came back from work, dia akan super duper happy. Owh my god...seronoknye that feeling. Like, there is someone that you are really looking forward to see, everyday. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr P is Damia's own clown / teddy bear. He makes her laugh. He makes her happy. He cheers up herself and vice versa. He'll be super sad if anak dia tido dulu before dia sampai rumah. And he misses her so much, even baru lepas jumpa about 5 mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cnDo49hsuyE/TYjtZoFFU2I/AAAAAAAABpQ/5RMC5uxEo6Y/s1600/Damia+n+papa+%2528pooh%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cnDo49hsuyE/TYjtZoFFU2I/AAAAAAAABpQ/5RMC5uxEo6Y/s400/Damia+n+papa+%2528pooh%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-14YBI4s29kU/TYjtTtS32LI/AAAAAAAABo8/cEaYyByl8DQ/s1600/At+GIMC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-14YBI4s29kU/TYjtTtS32LI/AAAAAAAABo8/cEaYyByl8DQ/s400/At+GIMC.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've once merajuk with her, coz that night she wants only with her Papa. When she cried, she wants milk, she wants hug, etc...semuanye she wanted from her Papa. When I carry her or nak suruh tido ke ape ke, she would cry and went over to her Papa. So, in the end, that night, I merajuk and terus tido. The next morning, she came and wanted my hug. And, the whole day, she was very clingy with me. *suke suke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JnWhVaHpe74/TYjtfJxN0TI/AAAAAAAABpg/uOF_Kzj0ao0/s1600/Menguap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JnWhVaHpe74/TYjtfJxN0TI/AAAAAAAABpg/uOF_Kzj0ao0/s400/Menguap.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time ni, dia dah super duper sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She wears a 12-18m shoes. Tu pun muat-muatttt je....(look at my bling bling shoes, below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LVX1_j8EIR8/TYjtd6fkpWI/AAAAAAAABpc/aeMMK8Sjx58/s1600/Kasut+bling+bling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LVX1_j8EIR8/TYjtd6fkpWI/AAAAAAAABpc/aeMMK8Sjx58/s400/Kasut+bling+bling.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FdparyQVVCw/TYjtayEQVWI/AAAAAAAABpU/jqwdV2SpD7A/s1600/Happy+atas+meja+dapur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FdparyQVVCw/TYjtayEQVWI/AAAAAAAABpU/jqwdV2SpD7A/s400/Happy+atas+meja+dapur.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another aksi climbing. Panjat atas kerusi and after that on the dining table. She was sooo happy coz she managed to sit on that dining table, the table was empty (so more space for her) and she managed to pegang, belek-belek handphone (coz hp is a forbidden toy for her, except for watching You Tube for her Winnie the Pooh or Agent Oso clips).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zfOSrBlPqw4/TYjtcN0y8wI/AAAAAAAABpY/i8xisYmhQSA/s1600/IMG-20110218-00194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zfOSrBlPqw4/TYjtcN0y8wI/AAAAAAAABpY/i8xisYmhQSA/s400/IMG-20110218-00194.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Macam budak besaaarrrrr....=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the baju - comot-comot anak Mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wkP8fiqWVEI/TYjtgKVxeoI/AAAAAAAABpk/s6fJ4-dAhGM/s1600/While+waiting+at+Dr+Adrian%2527s+clinic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wkP8fiqWVEI/TYjtgKVxeoI/AAAAAAAABpk/s6fJ4-dAhGM/s400/While+waiting+at+Dr+Adrian%2527s+clinic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sayanggggg sangat kat anak Mama...muahhhxxx~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6305605486305607222?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6305605486305607222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/latest-stuffs-about-damia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6305605486305607222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6305605486305607222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/latest-stuffs-about-damia.html' title='Latest stuffs about Damia'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HEOA_xMKkY8/TYjtSZx2MVI/AAAAAAAABo4/n9jSiteaq0s/s72-c/Aksi+memanjat+sofa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2698129935244259856</id><published>2011-03-21T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:58:59.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petua kecantikan semulajadi</title><content type='html'>I was reading this lil fella's blog - she is a great follower of my blog. And I found this particular article - very interesting --&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://aeney.blogspot.com/2011/02/petua-kecantikan-semulajadi.html" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Petua Kecantikan Semulajadi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; Enjoy reading ppl~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-2698129935244259856?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2698129935244259856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/petua-kecantikan-semulajadi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2698129935244259856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2698129935244259856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/petua-kecantikan-semulajadi.html' title='Petua kecantikan semulajadi'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-8814041792016967649</id><published>2011-03-20T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T12:31:12.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insurance</title><content type='html'>Something happened to one of my family members, unexpectedly. Yela, nak sakit...siapa leh sangka? Tu semua kuasa Allah SWT kan? Dia nak uji n duga kita....but, because it is soooo unexpected, hence why people create insurance. I am not being racist here, but generally the Malays, punyala susah aihhhhhh nak beli insurance (ni selalu menjadi keluhan para insurance agent - susah sangat nak approach the Malays).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like my family member's case was - she cancelled the insurance about 3 years ago. She retired voluntarily from the private sector. When the incident happened, the hope that she had was - to take out her EPF money - which actually quite a long haul process and time consuming AND also, with no guarantee that EPF would allow such withdrawal. And another hope was to get something from SOCSO as she was the SOCSO contributor all the while. But the thing is, she is no longer in the service. Therefore, this option was unsuccessful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malays, generally - bergantung kat insurance from their own employer. This is my advice to my fellow friends - bila kita sakit, selalunya u need that money immediately. Plus, kita tak jangka bila kita akan sakit. Contohnya, a good friend of mine, suddenly main futsal that day, injured and need immediate surgery. Sib baik la the surgery could be postponed and after various discussions, the employer's insurance was willing to cover for the cost (and based on my advice, she took insurance between the period prior to her surgery. So, in case anything happen - like employer tak willing to sponsor yada yada yada, at least she has back up plans). So, baik la sediakan payung sebelum hujan. Ok la...not only the Malays. I have another Chinese colleague who wanted to cancel her insurance, with the view that our employer has a good insurance coverage and his husband's employer also has one, which covers the spouse and children as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, we need to take into consideration, the worst case scenario yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just imagine, your company covers you. Suddenly, you are no longer working there (got retrench ke ape ke - eh, we never know ok?) or perhaps, you decided to be a sole proprietor or maybe you were so sick of the office politics and you resigned without any other job security, or worst, you had an accident and can't work anymore. Hospital bills and survival period, siapa nak tanggung?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la...depends on husband and husband's company's insurance. Put it this way, for example (worst case yea) husband got scandal or perhaps you guys already divorce and something happen. Husband tarak, money lagi la tarak. Tak ke nanti terkapai-kapai? Time tu pulak anak sakit, nak cekau kat mana duit tu? Nak tambah dramatic sikit, time tu umur da 40+ like dat - which insurance company pun teragak-agak nak kasi insurance. N premium that you need to pay is much higher. Ok la...sikit dramatic lagi, time tu pulak some other illnesses dtg. So, bila pegi medical check up prior to approval of the insurance policy, dorang detect pulak and therefore, for that particular illness, insurance company tanak cover. Tak ke naya time tu? Padahal, itu la the main cost that you might be incurring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oleh itu, silalah berfikir panjang and maintain your own personal insurance. If your company provides insurance, good for you. So, silalah whack company's insurance dulu and use your own when you really need it in the future. Coz your insurance is actually reducing balance basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N also, for your children, silalah beli insurance as soon as possible. Coz babies, even below 1 year old - anything can happen. Like Damia that day, bila dia demam n selsema teruk tu, mana nak cekau duit tetibe? We all kena dlm RM4k ++. Luckily company cover. But, in the event la kan, klau I am working in a company yang tak cover insurance for children and spouse, time tu the personal insurance that I took would become handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, at this young age, do not compromise on insurance. You won't know what would be the hospitalization cost / medical bills in say 30-40 years from now. Time tu la (age 50 and above) time critical yang selalunya orang sakit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-8814041792016967649?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/8814041792016967649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/insurance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8814041792016967649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8814041792016967649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/insurance.html' title='Insurance'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6094114390765002286</id><published>2011-03-20T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:29:10.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new blog</title><content type='html'>I have another blog. If you are free and think, it is worth your time reading it, why not? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's visit it here --&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.herbalife-and-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Journey Towards A Healthy Lifestyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh no no no...don't get me wrong. I am not going to delete this current blog (baby) of mine, it's just that, the other blog talks about some other things. Whereas, this blog is mainly about my personal stuffs. Aite? Much clearer? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading people....~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6094114390765002286?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6094114390765002286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/my-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6094114390765002286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6094114390765002286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/my-new-blog.html' title='My new blog'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-4617729133780663668</id><published>2011-03-20T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T03:38:14.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream house</title><content type='html'>Lately ni, we like to check out on latest properties, any new stuffs available, any new legislations, yada yada yada...but I am not here to talk about the latest announcement on My First House Scheme (specially catered for the youngsters), but more of, my own dream house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strange that, my dream house has changed, ever since I knew Mr P. Call me whatever - like so poyo - semuanya pasal bf (now hubby la kan), yada yada yada...but seriously. Somehow, he changed my perspective. I used to like modern big house, wif all the fancy stuffs - ala, guess you can imagine what I am gonna say rite? But yeah, my perspective changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of house do I like now? I like small house. Like...not really small. I prefer semi-d, since like...forever. I memang suka semi-d. Coz for me, if it is a terrace, then somehow, macam panas sket, coz takde tingkap kiri kanan umah kan?&amp;nbsp;At least, semi-d, ada jugak la tingkap/sliding door.&amp;nbsp;But, kalau rezeki nak dapat terrace je, alhamdulillah. Allah SWT always have better plans for us. &amp;nbsp;And you know, I do not fancy all those really super modern semi-d anymore. Yela, if dpt free - bole la citer kan? But I prefer ada 1 je living area. Reason? So that the whole family, can gather together, can sit at one place. N also, just imagine, if I were to stay in that house till I am old, then at least, umah takde kosong sgt when anak-anak da ada umah sendiri, family sendiri. Like seronok sangat, everyone sits at one place, watch tv together, etc. We do things together, we play together, we eat together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To certain extend, I envy Mr P's family. They used to stay in flats and now they are staying in semi-d. Seriously, the bond between siblings are really close. It's like as if, there is no secret. But don't talk about memende dalam kelambu - that one, perhaps they deal it themselves la kan? Sedangkan lidah lagi tergigit, inikan pula suami isteri. But if you were to say about u know, latest development, latest stuffs, projects, etc...they tend to share with each other. They support each other. As simple as, say....somebody wants to bake something. Maybe, one of the nieces. Yet, the support that they gave - wallahhh~!!! I am serious! They really support each other. Like...."wowwww....kek da siap...~!!! Yeayy...jom serbu dapur." Sounds childish? Sounds nothing? Sounds petty? But no...for me, it is something. Perhaps they themselves didnt realized it. But for me, as an outsider, I really appreciate that moment. That support that they gave to each other, regardless of age. Daripada sekecik-kecik manusia dalam umah tu, sampai la yang da 40+. Semua sama. See? How nice....kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when I go to my in-laws house and my other in laws are around, they will help to take care and even bathe Damia. Big deal? Guess it is (for me). Coz generally, when the elder ones grow older, then they will not help in terms of managing the children of the younger ones. But here, even my bro in law - brother in law ok? actually helped to bathe Damia. How old is he? 40+ u know....I was really touched...seriously....they played wif her, teased her, take care of her. And most importantly, they do it themselves. Not upon maid's help. Best thing of all - maid tu memang tak wujud la dlm sejarah family dorg. And my eldest sis in law, did not hesitate to offer assistance to take care of Damia when I go to work. Big deal? Yes....for me. Maybe you can say that it is ok for her coz she is staying at home. But honestly for me, I look up at this fella. I will tell more in other entries. She used to be some big shot in one of the banks in Malaysia. But at one point, she decided to set up their own family business and she work from home. Being the eldest in the family, she did offer help. Ntah la....guess it is a big deal for me? And used to be a person who earns awesome salary, selalunya, jarang la dis kind of ppl nak offer help. Basically, I would say, these are the things that I want to try to inject to my own family. InsyaAllah....these are the criteria of my dream house. It is full of love. Regardless of age, there is no ego. Everyone helped each other. No excuses if somebody were to asked to do anything or to help on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I was doing anything else, they helped to look after Damia. Like really help ok? Really take care of the lil ones...not only Damia, but all the others as well. They know...when their children were small, the other siblings helped to take care of their nieces/nephews. And now, when the elder ones have upgrown children, they would somehow helped to care of their siblings' children pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream house, I would prefer not a really big space, but insyaAllah that area is sufficient to perform solat jamaah. I honestly don't prefer another separate room for prayer, ape bagai. Reason: coz nanti, when the rest nak solat jamaah, ada yang tengah buat other stuffs, etc. So, in a way,&amp;nbsp;kalau ada limited space,&amp;nbsp;bond between family members tu akan kuat. And from there, once you get a bigger space, the bond itself da memang kuat. Therefore, the positive vibes akan terus continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, actually the size of the house doesn't really matter but the bond that matters. But somehow, the size of the house, may created that bond. At least, that is how I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of the physical wise - honestly speaking, I memang sukkkaaa sesgt a modern house. Perhaps, not sooo big. Maintenance wise pun senang. At least, you don't have to spend so much time maintaining the house and basically, you can actually use that time to spend wif your love ones. I mean, I always prefer a modern condo, it is not too big, yet stylish. And it would be easier to bring up my children (insyaAllah one day, Damia will have more sisters and/or brothers). In addition, I will ensure that the way they were brought up is such a way that they will always share stuffs, no one will be left alone, they help each other and they support each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is my dream house. Size is no longer one of the most important criteria, but more important stuffs are - what is IN that house, who are the ones in that house and how those people in that house cooperate, helped and assist each other and most importantly, how they support each other, apart from the highest attention paid on religion the wise. And insyaAllah, to my best ability, I will ensure that my children's in laws are the ones who are similar to all these criteria. Takkan ada yang jenis cucuk sana, cucuk sini, bawak cerita sana sini, insyaAllah, semua ni akan try dielakkan. Tapi, if Allah SWT nak kurniakan orang-orang mcm ni into the family, the most is just try to change them to be part of us jugak. But prior to that, I want to ensure that my children practices all the good quality so that the in laws pun bole la voluntarily change to be good jugak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-4617729133780663668?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/4617729133780663668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/my-dream-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4617729133780663668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4617729133780663668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/my-dream-house.html' title='My dream house'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6189968213077110357</id><published>2011-03-19T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:06:43.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia tak sihat sangat</title><content type='html'>Damia had a slight fever this week. Dah la last 2 weeks, her ears bengkak sikit coz kena insect bite. Seriously, tak perasan bila dia kena...suddenly jer! No wonder that night, she cried non stop. Pity my baby~! =( Was sooo sad to see her in that condition. But the best thing that we did were just to ensure that she is always happy + ceria. Jokes, tease her, yada yada yada.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, why she had that fever is because - her first tooth is coming out. I just realized it tonight. =) *happy mama* Just now, we brought her to see her paed, for her&amp;nbsp;immunization. Her current weight : 8.51kg and her height - definitely half of my height already. Hehehehhe....She is now 74cm. Syukur alhamdulillah....despite the fever AND also running nose, she is a healthy and cheerful baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she had her slight fever somewhere mid this week, she also had running nose. Aduihh....kesian sgt. We have her normal medicine yang paed dia slalu kasi, however, I do not really know how much is the dose. Maka, untuk mengelak segala kemungkinan yang tak diingini, maka, Mama nye decide utk kasi, 0.5ml jer. Just now, we told the paed. And his reply was....la...sikit nyer? Tu, nyamuk pun tak baik, if like dat. I was like...fine~!!! Yela, drpd terlebih dosage, better lesser kot? I mean, I dont wanna risk the baby. And he said, la, apsal tak call the clinic. I was like...hmm....1) agak tak terfikir la.....ding dong me! 2) din really know that they can give the dosage instruction just by calling - thought they would prefer for a proper visit and then only prescribe the right dosage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Uc8FJVA7fZ8/TYTFzKDG1NI/AAAAAAAABn8/7Dd3Y_2A7sk/s1600/Picture+347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Uc8FJVA7fZ8/TYTFzKDG1NI/AAAAAAAABn8/7Dd3Y_2A7sk/s400/Picture+347.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...anyway, Damia will be 9 months in 10 more days....again, similar to my other entries (ayat standard mak-mak yer...)....waaaa...da besarrrr da anak Mama...(I am happy and sad at the same time). Anyway, semoga anak Mama membesar dengan sihat, menjadi anak yang soleh, baik budi pekerti, bijaksana dan selamat daripada seksaan dunia dan akhirat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6189968213077110357?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6189968213077110357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/damia-tak-sihat-sangat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6189968213077110357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6189968213077110357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/damia-tak-sihat-sangat.html' title='Damia tak sihat sangat'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Uc8FJVA7fZ8/TYTFzKDG1NI/AAAAAAAABn8/7Dd3Y_2A7sk/s72-c/Picture+347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-5453310442994231724</id><published>2011-03-07T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:54:30.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 most difficult things to be done</title><content type='html'>Can't help it....I really wanna share this - 3 most difficult things to be done, by us, normal human being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read it at&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://najahulamani7885.blogspot.com/2011/03/3-perkara-sukar-dilakukan-tetapi-jika.html"&gt;Naja's blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Her blog always gave me inspiration, motivation and guided me to be "on the right track" again, whenever you know, agak "terpesong" sikit....thanks so much Naja~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-5453310442994231724?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/5453310442994231724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/3-most-difficult-things-to-be-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5453310442994231724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5453310442994231724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/3-most-difficult-things-to-be-done.html' title='3 most difficult things to be done'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-7051430701688452514</id><published>2011-03-07T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:46:39.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming...is it the time yet?</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to bring our baby to swimming pool. You know, when the weather "is right", like the let's-go-swimming-weather, if you get what I mean? Hmm...yea, "that weather". But somehow, timing was just now right. Her Papa is only free on Sunday and we have lots n lots of things to do on Sunday, generally. So, the plan is somehow till now, abandoned, need to be revisited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing babycentre.com just now, I found this particular article about bringing babies to swimming pool. Being a first time mother and also the typical Asian minded, I couldn't help it, but to browse through the net and find further details, before we actually experiment the whole situation. I am not the daring mother like most westerners are. And yes, at times, I envy their braveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this particular article, like I mentioned above, in babycentre.com, talking about the minimum age of taking babies to swimming by Dr Winston Yong Sin Chuen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="bodyText" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.7em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I generally advise parents not to take babies swimming until their&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com.my/baby/health/immunisationchart/" style="color: #0081a7; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; text-decoration: none; zoom: normal;"&gt;immunisations&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;are done. This is because the quality of chlorination, hygiene standards and cleanliness level in our swimming pools may vary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;Moreover, I have encountered babies who got&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com.my/baby/health/diarrhoea/" style="color: #0081a7; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; text-decoration: none; zoom: normal;"&gt;diarrhoea&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;after swimming. This could possibly be because they swallowed pool water that had not been properly or adequately chlorinated. If babies swim in the sea or in a salt water pool, high salt content can cause some gastric erosion and irritation to intestines, and this can also cause diarrhoea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you really want to take your baby swimming, ensure that her head is above water at all times, and that she doesn't accidently gulp or drink any pool water. Your baby will just enjoy the sensation of the water and the interaction with you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;You can boost your baby's confidence in the water by keeping your face at eye level, maintaining eye contact and by smiling and talking reassuringly. Taking a familiar bath toy is a good idea as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;Keep swimming times short at first and take your baby out if she starts to shiver, wrapping her up warmly. Avoid going swimming if your baby is unwell, too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodyText" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.7em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodyText" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.7em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;But for those who wants to take their babies for swimming, then there are some precautions that need to be taken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodyText" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.7em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5e9732; font-family: VegurBold, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodyText" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.7em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To keep your baby safe while swimming:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;• As soon as your baby starts to shiver, get him out of the pool and wrap him up warmly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;• Start off with sessions of 10 minutes and build up to 20 minutes. If your baby is under one, avoid staying in for longer than 30 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;• If your baby has a cold or seems unwell, avoid going swimming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;• If your baby has a skin complaint, check with your paediatrician to make sure that the chlorine won't irritate his skin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;" /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;Last, but not least, lots of sunblock so your baby doesn't get sunburn.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodyText" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.7em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodyText" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.7em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;Good luck those mothers out there...perhaps you guys can share your experiences as well? Mr P is suggesting to buy the baby pool and let her swim inside there, rather than proper swimming pool, at this age. Hmm...maybe we will consider that. But for this impatient momma, macam nak bawakkkkk je. But hey, it's my daughter weiii~!!! So, perhaps we will just wait, or maybe have the baby pool (you know, version isi air sendiri) as one of our wishlists for her 1 y.o. birthday? Hehehehhehhe......(did I mentioned? her mum is a tax analyst? =) bear with it ppl...~!!! hehehhe....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-7051430701688452514?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/7051430701688452514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/swimmingis-it-time-yet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7051430701688452514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7051430701688452514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/swimmingis-it-time-yet.html' title='Swimming...is it the time yet?'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6463092265959224016</id><published>2011-03-07T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:32:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I opt for no title? Just some ramblings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CiqdrL-67B4/TXOyYh-ipbI/AAAAAAAABmk/J3Z8W5ofOt8/s1600/Picture+397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CiqdrL-67B4/TXOyYh-ipbI/AAAAAAAABmk/J3Z8W5ofOt8/s400/Picture+397.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 8m.o. fav pasttime- watching cartoons @ youtube. Be it, pocoyo, winnie the pooh, agent oso, dibo the gift dragon, etc etc. Either via laptop, handphone or the big screen - Papa dia connect PS3 dgn wireless, and choose la video yang dia nak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TXYCDn7vvEU/TXOzYWiG-JI/AAAAAAAABmo/KJ6wdf11UhU/s1600/Picture+382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TXYCDn7vvEU/TXOzYWiG-JI/AAAAAAAABmo/KJ6wdf11UhU/s400/Picture+382.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ni hobby lagi satu, masuk jari dalam mulut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sila abaikan pemandangan belakang yang agak unpleasant lepas activity bergurau dgn si kecik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semua jadi sepah-sepah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eFu9M8_-klc/TXO0Y-g7zrI/AAAAAAAABms/Fb3ekHQitj4/s1600/Picture+389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eFu9M8_-klc/TXO0Y-g7zrI/AAAAAAAABms/Fb3ekHQitj4/s400/Picture+389.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another fav aksi of hers. Muka macam garang, but cheeky...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Btw, I found the list below from babycentre.com. Apparently, Hannah Damia appears to be on top of the list, next to the most popular name, Nur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="nullifyBreaks" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 20px; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;table class="contenttable" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; text-align: left; width: 460px; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;tr class="tablegreen" style="background-color: #9fcf67; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; text-align: left; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;th style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;Top 20 girls' names&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;Top 20 boys' names&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;1. Nur (also Noor)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;1. Mohamed (all spellings)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;2. Hannah (also Hana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;2. Adam&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;3. Damia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;3. Rayyan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;4. Alya&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="tablerowshaded" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;4. Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;5. Zara&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="tablerowshaded" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;5. Danish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;6. Arissa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;6. Hakimi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;7. Alicia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;7. Aqil&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;8. Chloe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;8. Ashraff&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;9. Adriana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;9. Danial&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;10. Humaira&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;10. Haris&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;11. Maisara&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;11. Ariff&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;12. Aishah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;12. Haziq&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;13. Iman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;13. Aidan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;14. Marissa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;span="tablerowshaded" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;14. Ryan&lt;/span="tablerowshaded"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;15. Sofea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;tablerowshaded" style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;15. Jayden&lt;/tablerowshaded"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;16. Megan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;16.Ethan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;17. Victoria&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;17. Marcus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;18. Ashley&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;18. Isaac&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;19. Elizabeth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;19. Lucas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="tablerowshaded" style="background-color: #dddddd; color: #333333; font-family: VegurRoman, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; position: relative; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;20. Sarah (also Sara)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(141, 141, 141); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; zoom: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em;"&gt;20. Joshua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6463092265959224016?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6463092265959224016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/can-i-opt-for-no-title-just-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6463092265959224016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6463092265959224016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/can-i-opt-for-no-title-just-some.html' title='Can I opt for no title? 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Go for more liquids and fruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Try f***ing indoors because it can save your valuable energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;F***ing can even reduce your&amp;nbsp;cholesterol level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;So...FASTing is good for your health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;God bless you dirty minds...=)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/8302794553595309503-6443320910670221346?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6443320910670221346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/fing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6443320910670221346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6443320910670221346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/fing.html' title='F***ing'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-2009063965541225580</id><published>2011-03-02T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:18:01.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New properties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanna share, if anyone is interested. Some new properties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dwzSVDSuR6s/TW5fZlOiPpI/AAAAAAAABmg/08iZuk5oD4A/s1600/Hillpark_Star+Ad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dwzSVDSuR6s/TW5fZlOiPpI/AAAAAAAABmg/08iZuk5oD4A/s640/Hillpark_Star+Ad.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3JFRsxy9FwQ/TW5fMNMT4vI/AAAAAAAABmY/AxK0zIExPw0/s1600/0001bI.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3JFRsxy9FwQ/TW5fMNMT4vI/AAAAAAAABmY/AxK0zIExPw0/s640/0001bI.jpeg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ae98ap8DHvM/TW5fQFdKSLI/AAAAAAAABmc/ylmWWy4jKhw/s1600/0002hx.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ae98ap8DHvM/TW5fQFdKSLI/AAAAAAAABmc/ylmWWy4jKhw/s640/0002hx.jpeg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8302794553595309503-2009063965541225580?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/2009063965541225580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/new-properties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2009063965541225580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/2009063965541225580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/new-properties.html' title='New properties'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dwzSVDSuR6s/TW5fZlOiPpI/AAAAAAAABmg/08iZuk5oD4A/s72-c/Hillpark_Star+Ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-977654906074692998</id><published>2011-03-02T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T18:14:39.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pertama Residency FOR SALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Ok...we have decided to sell off our studio apartment yang disayangi...uwaaaa....~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone interested?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7B807IaM4Aw/TVuKBHPvb_I/AAAAAAAABkw/xv5Yznz_uvM/s1600/Photo0053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7B807IaM4Aw/TVuKBHPvb_I/AAAAAAAABkw/xv5Yznz_uvM/s400/Photo0053.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlGG_c22Tws/TVuKB7t82SI/AAAAAAAABk0/7r8Taob6fi0/s1600/DSC05175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlGG_c22Tws/TVuKB7t82SI/AAAAAAAABk0/7r8Taob6fi0/s400/DSC05175.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hKsPCErKysQ/TVuKDSwpHJI/AAAAAAAABlA/90f0SdRMePI/s400/living+room+and+kitchen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_J7IzlLhNag/TVuKD6gGeVI/AAAAAAAABlE/XL0SQaAmdKI/s1600/Photo0035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_J7IzlLhNag/TVuKD6gGeVI/AAAAAAAABlE/XL0SQaAmdKI/s400/Photo0035.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4YBJnrMgvk/TVuKEbxSLeI/AAAAAAAABlI/OmuB3GlwU9k/s1600/Photo0037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4YBJnrMgvk/TVuKEbxSLeI/AAAAAAAABlI/OmuB3GlwU9k/s400/Photo0037.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GrY1kpOrMmA/TVuKEzQGPpI/AAAAAAAABlM/9oGd3s1rO8I/s1600/Photo0040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GrY1kpOrMmA/TVuKEzQGPpI/AAAAAAAABlM/9oGd3s1rO8I/s400/Photo0040.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-iadw3v9Fc/TVuKFZXe2oI/AAAAAAAABlQ/hwq1qDyZBgo/s1600/Photo0041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-iadw3v9Fc/TVuKFZXe2oI/AAAAAAAABlQ/hwq1qDyZBgo/s400/Photo0041.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elllehhh...gamba showroom, mesti lah cantik. But seriously, semua yang di tengok dlm gamba ni ada dlm real unit coz it is fully furnished. Skali ngan jacuzzi, queen size bed, 32 inch flat screen tv, hot plate, fridge, washing machine &amp;amp; dryer, sofa, tv panel, coffee table, kitchen cabinet, 2 airconds (for the living room and bedroom), table (yang mcm bar concept tu). Semua ni da ada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ape je yang takde in d real unit but available in the pictures? Things like hiasan extra2 such as pinggan mangkuk, picture on d wall, standing lamp, cushion on d sofa, hiasan atas coffee table yang black n white tu, carpet, pokok tepi katil tu, bedsheet n bantal atas katil n design sliding door tu agak diff from the real unit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berapa bilik?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; It is a &lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;studio apartment&lt;/span&gt; yer.....studio means = takde bilik (mcm satu bilik gak la, coz dia ada sliding door to separate the hall and the room).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bathroom?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Semua &lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;glass&lt;/span&gt;. Sgt cantik. I am serious...=) see thru semuanya. That's why in the pictures you can actually see the bed, from the bathroom. Ada separator (glass door jugak) between the shower area and the common area (at the wash basin). N as mentioned earlier, ada jacuzzi. Maka, leh la wat activity berendam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carpark?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; No. But you can opt for monthly season pass @ rm80 per car/per card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balcony? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Yes...sangat best untuk menikmati pemandangan indah specially time malam - nak bersuka ria dgn angin yang sejuk. Siang? dapat morning sun + green view. Takde la mcm sesetengah apartments/condo yang hanya ada tingkap je. Tak syok aaaa.....since the unit is located in cheras, near cheras roundabt, it is easily accessible to loke yew, kajang, bandar tun razak n kl. So, from the balcony itself, you can see if the traffic is bad or clear n therefore, u can plan ur journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which floor?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Level 15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Harganya?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; RM350,000 (negotiable).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it good for investment?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Yes. Current tenant is paying almost RM2,000 (he wants to stay even if change of owner). Tak caya about the price? Ada certain units that they really decorate nicely, etc etc, and they are renting it at RM3,000 tau....=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I have other personal reasons to sell it. It has got nothing to do with the unit nor the rental). It is a leasehold SERVICE APARTMENT. Therefore, cleanliness is one of the main priorities by the management. Swimming pool is at level 6, wif 2 jacuzzi pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Location :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Cheras. Near Jusco Maluri, Mcd, Old Town White Coffee, PGRM, 10 mins to MRR2, 10 mins to Bukit Bintang, LRT, HUKM, Toyota n Honda service centre, KL downtown, Stadium Bolasepak KL, Stadium Badminton KL, International Youth Centre, Pizza Hut. As mentioned earlier, near Cheras roundabt, you can easily go to Kajang, MRR2, Bukit Jalil area, or KL itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interested? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Leave a comment with your name and email address and I shall contact you ASAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;The price again? RM350,000 (negotiable)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #ffd966;"&gt;SOLD~!! =)&lt;/b&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/8302794553595309503-977654906074692998?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/977654906074692998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/pertama-residency-for-sale.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/977654906074692998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/977654906074692998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/pertama-residency-for-sale.html' title='Pertama Residency FOR SALE'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7B807IaM4Aw/TVuKBHPvb_I/AAAAAAAABkw/xv5Yznz_uvM/s72-c/Photo0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-9102030393620530185</id><published>2011-03-02T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:08:36.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our havre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OpO_HkXlhig/TW5b5uaBjXI/AAAAAAAABmQ/jcbxYxT4xL8/s1600/_DSC3600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OpO_HkXlhig/TW5b5uaBjXI/AAAAAAAABmQ/jcbxYxT4xL8/s400/_DSC3600.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iPyWs8HZGvg/TW5cFloke1I/AAAAAAAABmU/dg4uZSIWXms/s1600/_DSC3603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iPyWs8HZGvg/TW5cFloke1I/AAAAAAAABmU/dg4uZSIWXms/s400/_DSC3603.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our own - small lil family, it's our own lil "havre", when Damia was just 2 months old. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is now 8 months old. Omg~!! Cepatnya masa berlalu...alhamdulillah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...this was the conversation on Damia's 8 months' birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr P : I pandai jaga anak tak?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Pandai...alhamdulillah...best ada laki mcm u...&lt;br /&gt;Mr P : Pandai kan? (he smiled) Pandai jaga anak dara.&lt;br /&gt;Me : (fine~!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-9102030393620530185?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/9102030393620530185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/our-havre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/9102030393620530185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/9102030393620530185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/our-havre.html' title='Our havre'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OpO_HkXlhig/TW5b5uaBjXI/AAAAAAAABmQ/jcbxYxT4xL8/s72-c/_DSC3600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-5074801857759696903</id><published>2011-03-02T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:10:45.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss them - people change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KlxUi6xaOkY/TW5LUIx92TI/AAAAAAAABmI/pn_xBdbLBNI/s1600/_DSC3583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KlxUi6xaOkY/TW5LUIx92TI/AAAAAAAABmI/pn_xBdbLBNI/s400/_DSC3583.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This pic was taken last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;31 August kalau tak silap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(owh...sila abaikan lampu stand kat tepi tu semua yer?)&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;I totally miss all of them. We are all now staying in different houses. Different locations, but we are still family. Father, mother, I love you = FAMILY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss them. Tatau la nak cakap macam mana. We never had our time together. Like bebetul together. Like only us, going for a trip ke ape ke. Nope, tak penah. Coz like when we were young, adik belum ada. And when adik da besar sket, along da kahwin and the list goes on. Even that, I still know that I have great family members. But it is just that, at times, situations, things, influences, or other external factors that make us different. Make us a different person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Along - I was always different. I used to call him "abang". N I felt so close with him. Throughout the years, when everyone calls him "along", I started to follow. People thought that he is the snobbish type. When u look at him or you meet this fella outside, honestly speaking, yeah, he looks like that. He acted that way. He can be snobbish, he can be the fella who I hate the most, but deep down, I know what he is like. Although I was truly hurt with his "latest attitude", despite all the condition/situations, I still miss him. I miss my real along. We always shared stuffs. Like last time. When he was studying overseas, he sent cards, he just started working, decision to buy new cars yada yada yada...I was there with him. I "decided" whether he should proceed with this/that gf. Whether I like them/not, he always takes into consideration, what I felt, what I like. But, yeah, he changed. And I miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Angah - I call her Kak Min. Why? I dunno. Mama calls her Ija or Angah. Her real name is Norhamiza. And somehow, I call her Kak Min n it sticks till now. But yeah, only I call her that. People always thought that she looks a bit sombong, arrogant. Real angah? She is the most patience, nice sister I ever had. She is very soft and she loves her siblings so much. She's the type who will never argue/raise her voice, unless she really can't tolerate with that situation anymore. She is a really nice lady. She's the one who always keep in shape and boys were chasing her, during high school days. You know, her school magazine will be passed around by her friends and many boys actually wrote stuffs there. Even up till last 2 years, when I was walking (alone) in MV, dis guy approached me and said..."adik kak miza kan?" I was like...yea....why? Who r u? N that guy answered, "owh...dlu saya minat kakak awak. Dlu saya yang slalu &amp;nbsp;chopkan tempat dlm bas untuk awak n kak miza". N I was sooo shocked that he remembered how I look. =) (yela, back then, I was sooooo "cute" - if you know what I mean). Angah now? Ntah la...so many people said that she looks sooo sombong n all. But you people don't really know her. Turn out to be, she didn't changed much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bebe - her name is Ifi. And I do not know how that word Bebe came about. They said, I was pelat when I was small and somehow, I call her Bebe. And it sticks till now. Even her friends and our relatives call her Bebe. It sounds unique (I guess). She changed a lot after she got married. She used to be (and still) very athletics. Despite her size, she just don't care. Any new sports, she would like to try. She is not the calculative type, when it comes to money (if she has it). If not, she will somehow hint it back to you. She used to have bad tempered. But, somehow, she changed a lot. People who knew her after she got married seems to like her as compared to angah. It's like, she is the pleasant one, the chatty one and the nicer one. Owh, tak kira la....whatever it is, both of you guys are my sisters. She changed to be a more positive person. And penyabar. That is the least thing that I expected from her but yeah....she changed (in a good way).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adik - Mama and Papa didn't register her name yet, till the very last minute. They decided to give her name, during her akikah day. Time tengah nak potong kambing tu, time tu la nak kasi nama. Coz orang-orang tu da start tanya, coz nak niatkan for her. So, basically, between the first day till that akikah day, we called her baby. And it sticks till now. I don't like her. Seriously, people kept saying that, owh..jeles coz da ada adik. No, it's not like that. I was mature enough since I was young. I was matured, my way. I was kinda pissed at her, coz she treated me like her mentor. Mentor takpe lagi, ni, nak pakai baju sama la ape la. Helloo....bukan boria ok? (seriously, exact same baju. And can you imagine, I was already in primary and dia bebdk lagi, yet baju sama. What the heck?) And papa mama kept sebelahkan dia coz she is still a kiddo. And that mentality jadi sampaiiii la dia da besar. Da nak masuk 20 years old pun, but she is still a kiddo (insyaAllah, I am trying to promise myself that I wont treat my youngest to be like this as the other kids need their own attention at their respective age jugak). Kalau umur dia da 30 pun, tak kan berubah - i mean, that fact pasal jarak umur - jarak umur dia tetap sama jugak dgn everyone. But, need to treat her the same as your other children time dorang 30 jugak la kan? I mean, that is what I think. Ini tak, nak itu ini - and mesti dia dapat gak. Sometimes, mende too expensive and tak sesuai with her age. Or too petty sampaikan I rasa mcm.....dhuhh~!!! Just guna ape yang ada bole tak? Ni semua mende nak beli. Orang lain at her age, tau nak berdikari, kumpul duit nak beli ke ape ke. I mean, u know, there are certain things that you just wanna do with your friends or you just wanna save it yourself so that you can satisfy your likings or perhaps you think, it is just not necessary to tell your parents. So, papehal pun, when she was at boarding school, kena gi belikan la ape la. Jauh pun, kena gi belikan. But when it comes to her turn, Mama will just reply, ala...jauhla, takkan la adik tu nak kena gi belikan? Or perhaps, adik banyak homework tu. Dhuhh~!! During our time? We had free time? We bear with other things, to satisfy her. Coz, kalau tak, mama yang jadi stress. And orang lain jadi mangsa. Im just so sick of it. Despite all these, I still love her. She is nice (when she is nice). She is smart, a great sister. She cries when something bad happened to the family, more of the sensitive type. N I also understand, she demanded lots of things coz she did work hard. She's the smart ass type where she will call Mama...."maaaa....I did badly in my exam. I dunno.....omg~!! It was sooo difficult." When the result came out, I asked, what did you get? She replied, "95%". Bongok tak? Sengal tulllll la adik aku nih. Geram ok? Yeah...she is one smart fella. Despite kesengalan itu dan perangai ding dong dia, I still miss her. At times, the house feels empty when she was not around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Papa n Mama - ni lain la...I always miss them. Miss their jokes and laughters. Kekdg Mama tanya, kenapa I always wanna hug her? Nak bodek ehhh? I said, no....its just me being me. Call me childish or whatnot, she is my mother. I wanna hug her, while she is still alive. I wanna be pampered with her love. Papa, I still sit on his lap. Say whatever you wanna say. But yeah...I only have this set of parents. Not more than one. And I love them. I have my own ways of showing my love. I might not be the warm, lovely, polite gal, but I do love them, in my own ways. At times, I do raised up my voice (and I am not proud of it). But it's just that at times, the message needs to be delivered. It needs to be done. I have different ways of approaching a situation. If I know it is not right, I will say it out loud. And it doesn't mean that respect needs to be compromised, to some wrong stuffs. It applies to everyone in the family. I am very vocal. I know that. But, I believe one thing, respect comes through doing things right. Regardless of your age, regardless of your wealth, your status or whatnot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Despite any negative stuffs above, I still love my family. I do. I miss you guys in my own ways. I don't know whether they realized or not, but 2 people (considered outsiders la...coz not the immediate family members) mentioned this - "Isya is actually the one who brought the family together". How far it is true? I dunno. You tell me...&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/8302794553595309503-5074801857759696903?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/5074801857759696903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/miss-them-people-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5074801857759696903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5074801857759696903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/03/miss-them-people-change.html' title='Miss them - people change'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KlxUi6xaOkY/TW5LUIx92TI/AAAAAAAABmI/pn_xBdbLBNI/s72-c/_DSC3583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-4917135992625794444</id><published>2011-02-25T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T13:02:59.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di tengahari Jumaat</title><content type='html'>I sent sms to Mr P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hari Isnin ni kita pegi wat kad kahwin eh?" Coz since kahwin 16 months ago, we haven't applied for marriage identification card yet. Yela...mana tak nye, collect sijil nikah pun lepas Damia lahir (tu pun sebab nak buat surat beranak Damia)..apatah lagi nak buat kad kan? Sok sok jela...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, Mr P, at his restaurant....baru je lepas &lt;s&gt;menggatal&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;berborak ngan customer PEREMPUAN. And he saw the sms....in his heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"eh bini aku ni..nak kasi kahwin dua ke?" coz he thought i was "allowing" him to marry another one. And he thought kad kahwin = wedding invitation card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He called me - to clarify the whole thing, while smiling and laughing.&amp;nbsp;Eiii....saba jela....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nasihat kepada Mr P: Syg, silalah berhenti berangan yer. Di hari Jumaat ni, time makbul doa ni (sebelum solat Jumaat - semua pintu syurga dibuka seluasnya)....so, silalah berdoa yang terbaik untuk family YANG SEDIA ADA yer....bkn FAMILY-FAMILY yang baru or akan datang ye sayang....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lurve ya hun~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-4917135992625794444?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/4917135992625794444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/di-tengahari-jumaat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4917135992625794444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4917135992625794444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/di-tengahari-jumaat.html' title='Di tengahari Jumaat'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-8963464502187029433</id><published>2011-02-23T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:08:42.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout and get rewarded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To all my fellow readers, whether you are a facebook user, twitter freek, dedicated blogger, etc etc....you can join this. You can &lt;a href="http://www.churpchurp.com/Isyamalek/share/churpchurp-invite?utm_source=social_btn&amp;amp;utm_medium=sharing"&gt;Join #ChurpChurp today and bring more friends to the community!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try it. The simplest way to earn some extra income people...~!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-8963464502187029433?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.churpchurp.com/Isyamalek/share/churpchurp-invite?utm_source=social_btn&amp;utm_medium=sharing' title='Shout and get rewarded'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/8963464502187029433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/shout-and-get-rewarded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8963464502187029433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/8963464502187029433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/shout-and-get-rewarded.html' title='Shout and get rewarded'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-321844814628385248</id><published>2011-02-21T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:18:59.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teguran from Mr P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VpHlBUB-QCY/TWIDca5mMcI/AAAAAAAABl4/Ev_IcacXy-E/s1600/IMG-20110115-00007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VpHlBUB-QCY/TWIDca5mMcI/AAAAAAAABl4/Ev_IcacXy-E/s400/IMG-20110115-00007.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah nak siap2 nak kua (last 2 days), Mr P was saying something. N I was doing something else. Ckp punya ckp, ada la part ni, tinggi suara la sikit. "Like? Pe dia?" (dengan kerut kening, coz tak dgr...guess u know what I'm saying although I dun describe it really well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he replied back, nicely (with a smile pulak tu), he said, kalau u ngan colleague u, kwn u or haaa...i know, klau ngan manager you, mesti suara u like dis kan....(while mimicking my face and nice, soft voice) : "Yes (lembutttt je part ni), anything? Can I help you with this n that, yada yada yada?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daripada nak bersiap n meneruskan aktiviti meninggi suara sikit (iyer, saya tahu....sgt tak baik ok?), terus jadi camni..."yela sayang...sorry la ehh?" Then, he continued (while still smiling), "jgn dear...jgn wat camtu. Cakap bebaik ngan dorang, tak dapat apa. Bukannya bawak ke syurga..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gulp! Tersentap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, that's how he teach, trained, guide me. Dia tak guna cara kasar. Dia takkan guna kekerasan, fizikal or mental. Cuma, dia akan cakap something, at times it will be a joke, indirect or perhaps, perli like dis, but softly. With nice voice n tone. Hope sesangat that anak (anak-anak) akan ikut perangai the father (I mean, the positive ones la...yela, manusia semua tak lah sempurna....insyaAllah...).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-321844814628385248?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/321844814628385248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/teguran-from-mr-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/321844814628385248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/321844814628385248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/teguran-from-mr-p.html' title='Teguran from Mr P'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VpHlBUB-QCY/TWIDca5mMcI/AAAAAAAABl4/Ev_IcacXy-E/s72-c/IMG-20110115-00007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6092059203791726986</id><published>2011-02-21T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:50:14.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating habit (version 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://isyaharull71.blogspot.com/2011/02/eating-habit.html"&gt;wrote something about things that Damia likes to eat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since dia amik solid food kan? Just thought of sharing a few more pix, about things that Damia consumed since she her day 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N406YsDzIUc/TWH590bTK4I/AAAAAAAABlk/_gwNdlb1y30/s1600/IMG-20110207-00147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N406YsDzIUc/TWH590bTK4I/AAAAAAAABlk/_gwNdlb1y30/s400/IMG-20110207-00147.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ni resepi GM dia (coz Mama dia hanya rajin beli and suap and the baby is done!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blended carrot + potato. At times, we mix it with rice a bit. Or maybe just carrot + rice. Sedap...and of course la...mesti habis nye. Basically, that container is for 2 servings - lunch &amp;amp; dinner. Or bila mama rajin nak buat, dia akan buat carrot and apple...or something like dat la. Last 2 days, I tried giving her banana sket. Sesukati je. Sambil sumbat mulut sendiri, sambil masuk sket kat Damia. N then, I got scolded by Mama. She said, anything for Damia, walaupun lembut camtu, mesti kena masak. So, that banana kena steam dulu. Buang kulit, and steam. Kalau takde steamer, senang je, letak dlm bowl. Penuhkan periuk with water and masukkan bowl wif banana tadi. Kenapa kena rebus? Coz, we never know, kat dalam tu maybe ada ulat dia ape ke (hmm...talking abt ulat yang kecik2 sangat tu, yang agak transparent, hence walau kita lenyek camne pun pisang tu, the ulat will still be there).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7rOKHfIEkw/TWH6Bde5q_I/AAAAAAAABlo/Wp3A5TIdOd4/s1600/IMG-20110218-00192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7rOKHfIEkw/TWH6Bde5q_I/AAAAAAAABlo/Wp3A5TIdOd4/s400/IMG-20110218-00192.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni, tin susu dia, papa Damia kumpul, to recycle. In total, Damia has consumed milk from approx 30 tins (cost about RM58-68 per tin).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1h7wVs3x5bk/TWH6GJVXt1I/AAAAAAAABls/na9nqbpa8ls/s1600/IMG-20110217-00190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1h7wVs3x5bk/TWH6GJVXt1I/AAAAAAAABls/na9nqbpa8ls/s400/IMG-20110217-00190.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is taking Similac - second step now. And this is her 2nd Cerelac tin. The first one was "beras merah" n now, "wheat and honey". Owh, we still buy "beras merah" for her coz she likes the taste of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYgKmQ6-OiM/TWH6LfgOGuI/AAAAAAAABlw/rigSVQGpsWU/s1600/IMG-20110217-00189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYgKmQ6-OiM/TWH6LfgOGuI/AAAAAAAABlw/rigSVQGpsWU/s400/IMG-20110217-00189.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haaa.....this is her fav of all time. Da abis approx 40 bottles rasanya....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, hasilnya, 8.095kg at 7 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6092059203791726986?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6092059203791726986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/eating-habit-version-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6092059203791726986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6092059203791726986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/eating-habit-version-2.html' title='Eating habit (version 2)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N406YsDzIUc/TWH590bTK4I/AAAAAAAABlk/_gwNdlb1y30/s72-c/IMG-20110207-00147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1560511935513145152</id><published>2011-02-21T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:33:04.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sleepy Damia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaYYTKLEDys/TWH31ly8aHI/AAAAAAAABlc/9npd67oTl_I/s1600/IMG-20110219-00198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaYYTKLEDys/TWH31ly8aHI/AAAAAAAABlc/9npd67oTl_I/s400/IMG-20110219-00198.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_867004239"&gt;Hannah Damia &amp;amp; Mama. This is the moment where she was very sleepy and a bit moody. Tengok la kening tu....eishhh...geramnyer~!!!! In 8 days time, she'll be 8 months. Cepatnye!!! Thought I just wrote something abt her during her 6 months birthday. Hmm...cepat anak mama besar...alhamdulillah....~!! Besar n yang pentingnya, sihat. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_867004239"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_867004239"&gt;To my fellow readers, have a great week ahead....&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/8302794553595309503-1560511935513145152?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1560511935513145152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/my-sleepy-damia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1560511935513145152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1560511935513145152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/my-sleepy-damia.html' title='My sleepy Damia'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaYYTKLEDys/TWH31ly8aHI/AAAAAAAABlc/9npd67oTl_I/s72-c/IMG-20110219-00198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6876727844939586162</id><published>2011-02-21T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:57:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear....</title><content type='html'>Received this from my great friend who is working in Aussie....she fwded me this email. Sooooo hilarious ok~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Noah,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;We could have sworn you said the ark wasn't leaving till 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Unicorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Twilight fans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please realize that because vampires are dead and have no blood pumping through them, they can never get an erection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy fantasizing about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Logic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Icebergs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to hear about the global warming. Karma's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, The Titanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear J.K. Rowling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your books are entirely unrealistic. I mean, a ginger kid with two friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear America,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You produced Miley Cyrus. Bieber is your punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make your girlfriend scream louder than you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Voldemort ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they screwed up your nose too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Yahoo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never heard anyone say, "I don't know, let's Yahoo! it..." just saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear girls who have been dumped,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of fish in the sea... Just kidding! They're all dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, BP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hear the best rapper is white and the president is black? WTF happened?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Justin Bieber ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel would really love her voice back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, King Triton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Rose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was definitely room on that raft for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Windshield Wipers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't touch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, That Little Triangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Taylor Swift,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is of any interest to you, Romeo and Juliet both kill themselves in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Soccer Fans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B B B B B B Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z Z!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Vuvuzelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Saturn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked it, so I put a ring on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Rubik's Cube,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Colorblind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me how you managed to stop at three Ho's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Tiger Woods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Boys Wearing Skinny Jeans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Can't. Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Your Balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Martin Luther King Jr.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream within a dream within a dream within another dream... What now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Leonardo DiCaprio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Sleeping Beauty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to join the army, dress up like a man, defeat the hun army and totally save China for my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you had to do was wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Mulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Romeo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My death isn't the only thing I've been faking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Fox News,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, no news about foxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Unimpressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Sex Educators,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstinence is only 99.99% effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, The Virgin Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Toaster,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Edward,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that one day, I can find my way into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, a stake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Prince Charming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got some explaining to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Cinderella, Snow White, Rapunzel, and Sleeping Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6876727844939586162?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6876727844939586162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6876727844939586162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6876727844939586162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/dear.html' title='Dear....'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-3442237609882657839</id><published>2011-02-18T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:12:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs that you are unhappy at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0IwJJiC0CYw/TV426g5kuhI/AAAAAAAABlY/1xyR6figZsE/s1600/quittingpoint.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0IwJJiC0CYw/TV426g5kuhI/AAAAAAAABlY/1xyR6figZsE/s400/quittingpoint.jpg" width="342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Found this article in some websites. Just wanna share this with my fellow readers, the top 10 signs that you are unhappy at work and you know....IT'S TIME (for you to leave):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1: You procrastinate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You really, honestly try to get some work done. But somehow you  never really get around to it. Or you only do it at the last possible  moment and then only do a half-baked effort.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people view procrastination as a personal weakness. To me, it’s one of the strongest warning signs of unhappiness at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2: You spend Sunday night worrying about Monday morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I never sleep on Sunday night very well because I’m worried about  going to work on Monday morning. My job is very stressful and you kind  of have to gear up for Monday and getting back into that." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the worst things about being unhappy at work is that the  unhappiness bleeds over into your free time. If you’ve had a lousy day  at work, it’s difficult to go home and have a great evening. If your  week sucked, it’s hard to have a fun, relaxed, carefree weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3: You’re really competitive about salary and titles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don’t like the job itself, so you focus much more on salary and  perks. Knowing that someone in a similar position is paid more than you,  or is promoted when you’re not, really eats at you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we’re unhappy at work we get a lot more competitive, for one  simple reason: When work doesn’t give us happiness and enjoyment we want  to get &lt;em&gt;something else&lt;/em&gt; out of it. And what else is there but compensation and promotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4: You don’t feel like helping co-workers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your colleagues may be struggling. But you don’t really feel like lending a hand. Why should you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very interesting psychological study started by putting subjects  in either a good mood or a bad mood. They were then asked to go down the  hall to another room where the experiment would continue. In the  hallway the real experiment took place – the subjects passed a man  holding a big box struggling to open a door. Would the subject help that  person? The experiment showed, that when we’re in a bad mood, we’re  much less likely to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5: Work days feel looooong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first thing you do in the morning, is calculate the number of hours until you can go home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, this makes the work day feel even longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6: You have no friends at work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends at work? They’re mostly all jerks anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gallup have found in their studies of workplace engagement, that one  of the strongest factors that predict happiness at work is having at  least one close friend at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7: You don’t care. About anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things can go well or they can go badly for your workplace. Either way, you don’t really give a damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re unhappy, you care mostly about yourself and not so much about the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8: Small things bug you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Small annoyances bug you out of all proportion. Like someone taking  up too much space in the parking lot, someone taking the last coffee  without brewing a new pot or someone talking too loudly in the next  cubicle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re unhappy you have much thinner skin and a shorter fuse. It takes a lot less to annoy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9: You’re suspicious of other people’s motives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what people do, your fist thought is “what are they up  to?” Good or bad, big or small, all decisions and actions made by your  co-workers and managers are seen in this light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies show that we’re also more suspicious of others when we’re unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10: Physical symptoms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You suffer from insomnia, headaches, low energy, muscle tension and/or other physical symptoms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies show that when you’re unhappy at work you’re more prone to experience these physical stress symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, do you actually have one of these symptoms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ask yourself. You know "you" better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;Have a great weekend people....~!!&lt;/span&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/8302794553595309503-3442237609882657839?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/3442237609882657839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/signs-that-you-are-unhappy-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3442237609882657839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3442237609882657839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/signs-that-you-are-unhappy-at-work.html' title='Signs that you are unhappy at work'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0IwJJiC0CYw/TV426g5kuhI/AAAAAAAABlY/1xyR6figZsE/s72-c/quittingpoint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6567712672664658280</id><published>2011-02-18T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:35:16.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operasi pembersihan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sangat windu ini budak~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3egXVfFWhrw/TV39k7RixaI/AAAAAAAABlU/k1-aANZAVgE/s1600/DSC_0518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3egXVfFWhrw/TV39k7RixaI/AAAAAAAABlU/k1-aANZAVgE/s400/DSC_0518.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 days, ntah kenapa, byk pulakkkk la nyamuk yang gigit si kecik ni. Mama Papa nye tak kena la pulak. So, setelah GM Damia dok bising2 yesterday, malam tadi jugak Mr P buat jugak operasi pembersihan bilik. Coz walaupun da pakai letak segala mende untuk menghalang nyamuk-nyamuk ni, still, ada gak yang terlepas. Walaupun selalu da kemas n lap sana sini, bile this thing happen, of coz la GM Damia membebel soh kemas lagi. Sampai kul 1.30 pagi jugak la....revamp balik arrangement katil, barang-barang, carpet, etc etc. Mr P kowtim the whole session (thanks darlings~!!) but I just joined a bit, after Damia was asleep. Gambar (kat dinding) dalam bilik we changed, bedsheet - of coz la, coz da due to be changed, cumanya that day, I was waiting for Mr P coz tilam sangat berat. Tilam saya setebal 1 kaki + king size. Sila imagine keberatannyer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ckp psal nyamuk tu, kesian sgt sgt tgk Damia kena gigit nyamuk. Coz dia da la putih, so, bila kena gigit nyamuk tu, sampai 2-3 hari baru clear kesan tu. Kena pulak kat tempat2 yang odd like tapak kaki, jari, tepi mata. Aduihh, kesian si kecil ku. Hmm...hopefully nyamuk-nyamuk durjana ni tak dtg lagi la....cian Hannah Damia Mama..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6567712672664658280?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6567712672664658280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/operasi-pembersihan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6567712672664658280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6567712672664658280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/operasi-pembersihan.html' title='Operasi pembersihan'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3egXVfFWhrw/TV39k7RixaI/AAAAAAAABlU/k1-aANZAVgE/s72-c/DSC_0518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1279090700595360017</id><published>2011-02-16T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T16:06:28.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From iPhone to blackberry</title><content type='html'>Ramai yang da tanya....eh, kenapa when update status fb, it is via BB? Tot u r using iPhone? Yes...used to use it. Setelah weigh pros n cons nye semua and evaluate jugak the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://isyaharull71.blogspot.com/2011/01/iphone4.html"&gt;option that I wrote previously&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we have decided to stay with Maxis and get a blackberry instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why suddenly? Setelah mengevaluate segala-galanya, I pegi remain jugak kat Maxis. Apsal? Camni citer dia...I went to DiGi, pepagi buta, coz nak amik turn for the iPhone. Then, pegi sana, ada la prob sket psal outstanding payment. Camni, I've taken various contracts la ape la ngan Maxis. N dorang ni, everytime bila u tukar plan lain, contract lain pe bagai sume, they will change ur account no. Yang bestnye, salah satu acc tu, ada la outstanding dlm RM50-60. Manalaaaa kita nak nak tahu? Da sah-sah dia tukar account no (I mean, do you actually check and remember ur acc no? Most of us dun, I bet!), so I just dun bother la. I just continue paying ape bil-bil yang dia hantar la. Tot dorang da transfer outstanding balance tu, to current account. Ok, xpela....jadi, conclusionnye, account kena block. Maka, blacklisted lah saya di mata DiGi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegi DiGi balik, tengah hari tu (coz dorang ni bagi 15 iPhone 4 everyday saja and u need to take turns. So, I opt for 1-2pm instead). Pegi sana, my acc blacklisted. Called Maxis to clarify (as per the above para). OK, reason nape stick kat Maxis? Coz.....of customer service. When I went to DiGi, dia cakap pun kasar2, nak tanak layan....so, for me....pegi M ler...saya malas nak layan. If u treat me like that, when I've talked to you nicely, maka...alkisahnya, takde la bertambah sorang lagi customer DiGi. Sekian.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to Maxis....layanan first class....bawak Damia (berdukung), lagi la first class kan? Dorang yang datang and layan. Asked me to just sit and play with Damia. They all pun dok memain ngan Damia. I dun even have to wait for my turn or go to the counter. Ni layanan kat Maxis the Gardens. Sangat class and tip top. Thanks so much people...~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them, to break Mr P's previous contract, changed my name to be the principal, opt for corporate plan (still), took blackberry plan + unlimited data = Blackberry saya....FREE~!!! Alhamdulillah.... So, tak kuar cost pun, except for breaking the contract. Tu pun dia kata, xyah bayar skang, nanti akan kuar dlm bill je. Dorang yang setup kan, bla bla bla...semua settle. N then, dapat save byk coz bole BBM with friends (and mengclosekan family members coz I created this group, "Familia" for my family members utk berchatting, tanya khabar and my parents leh tgk latest development of the cucuS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other objective is to reduce cost at this point of time, but at the same time, dapat guna internet unlimited + phone agak ok "canggih" la jugak...So, basically, 150 (voice n sms mine) + 30 (voice n sms Mr P) + 98 (unlimited data mine) + 98 (unlimited data Mr P) + free blackberry (I chose Bold 3) = customer service bagus + jimat bill (tak la byk sgt coz at times, I malas nak type guna sms, so that's the reason why I normally call which costs me a bomb. But with BBM, mcm chatting, so sesukati la) + phone n sms with Mr P free + unlimited data yang "real" unlimited).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc_EbCw8KsQ/TVuDkwlAv4I/AAAAAAAABks/8xhYWv-8u2Q/s1600/bold9780_featureDevice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc_EbCw8KsQ/TVuDkwlAv4I/AAAAAAAABks/8xhYWv-8u2Q/s400/bold9780_featureDevice.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this model, ever since dorang first launch dulu. Alhamdulillah, setelah tgg like 1-2 years, dpt gak this phone. But, appreciate jugak iPhone yang Mr P hadiahkan dulu. Grass is always greener on the other side. N now, bila da guna blackberry, barulah tau yang iPhone mmg sgt sgt best sebenarnya. Nak surf internet - iPhone best. Bigger screen, easily can zoom, easy to scroll or select. Email? BB will only capture ur emails upon activation and will "simplify" ur email. iPhone - bole capture segenap aspek dlm ur email, drpd draft, smp sent items pe bagai - semua sebijik email ori. Attachments senang bukak, sng nak view anything. Font as per original email. Fb - they will only update news feed every 30 mins, tapi iPhone, setiap saat pun bole. Comments sume sng lagi di baca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me remain with this phone is because : i have 2 years contract + i need to save money + i can BBM with family n friends for free + camera dia cantik. =) InsyaAllah, ada rezeki one day, iPhone 5 akan menjadi milikku....ehhehehehehehe....(nak berangan agi tu...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-1279090700595360017?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1279090700595360017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/from-iphone-to-blackberry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1279090700595360017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1279090700595360017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/from-iphone-to-blackberry.html' title='From iPhone to blackberry'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc_EbCw8KsQ/TVuDkwlAv4I/AAAAAAAABks/8xhYWv-8u2Q/s72-c/bold9780_featureDevice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-5350419231512064838</id><published>2011-02-16T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:43:23.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone4</title><content type='html'>Oleh kerana&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://isyaharull71.blogspot.com/2011/01/mr-ps-incident.html"&gt;apa yang terjadi kat Mr P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last month, we needed a new phone for him. Previously, he was using RM150 plan + RM98 data plan = RM250. So, for both of us (roughly bill jadi sampai 500-600 every month. Kenapa we all tak amik the normal iPhone plan last time? Coz was using corporate plan + got iPhone at cheaper than market price or other Maxis plans + we wanted unlimited data plan). And ada contract for another 1 year 3 months. The thing about iPhone contract is that, we can still request for a new sim card and use it with other 3G phones, not necessarily iPhone (unlike BB). So, ingat nak amik the new iPhone4 (dunno whether the incident supposed to be classified as "blessing" or otherwise. Perhaps, half of each).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try la weigh which plan is better. I mean, iPhone plan. I know that for Digi, even if they said unlimited data plan, it actually means, max 3G. Subsequent to that, dia slow, jadi 128kb. But at least, takde la extra charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni situation we all:&lt;br /&gt;- Need the phone &lt;br /&gt;- Need unlimited data plan.&lt;br /&gt;- If limited data like 3GB? Alternative - on wireless all the time at home so that we can use it, rather than use handphone punya data.&lt;br /&gt;- Need low monthly repayment&lt;br /&gt;- We talk about 6 hours on average (for each person)&lt;br /&gt;Dah check punya check.....klau amik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maxis:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mzNc5uhDQkg/TS_SLQji8aI/AAAAAAAABfY/5ewSfFuPHLU/s1600/masthead.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mzNc5uhDQkg/TS_SLQji8aI/AAAAAAAABfY/5ewSfFuPHLU/s400/masthead.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lets say plan RM155. Minimum payment. Lets say the cost of the phone (RM990) we divide it to 24 months (the contract period) = RM990 / 24 = RM41. So, total RM196 (my min monthly payment).&lt;br /&gt;- Free calls = 667 mins (about 11 hours) x RM0.12 = RM80&lt;br /&gt;- Free sms = 400 sms x RM0.10 = RM40&lt;br /&gt;- Internet, dapat 2Gb je. Any access = kena bayar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Digi:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mzNc5uhDQkg/TS_R_C-dMPI/AAAAAAAABfU/g7jSeK6lFEE/s1600/img_promo_iphone_cny.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mzNc5uhDQkg/TS_R_C-dMPI/AAAAAAAABfU/g7jSeK6lFEE/s400/img_promo_iphone_cny.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Lets say plan iDigi RM138. Minimum payment = RM88. Lets say the cost of the phone (RM2090) we divide it to 24 months = RM87. So, total RM175 (my min monthly payment)&lt;br /&gt;- Free calls = 400 mins (about 6.7 hours) x RM0.12 = RM48&lt;br /&gt;- Free sms = 400 sms x RM0.10 = RM40&lt;br /&gt;- Internet, dapat 3Gb. Any access = no need to pay, except that it slows down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni comparison dia : &lt;a href="http://www.maxis.com.my/personal/iphone4/rates.asp"&gt;Maxis&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.digi.com.my/iphone/getone_want_iphone.html"&gt;Digi.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, kenapa nak tukar pegi Digi? Padahal with Maxis, you get extra 217 mins of calls = RM26 which makes it equal if we were to add that RM26 to total monthly repayment for DiGi. Answer is : Coz even if I exceeded the data plan, I do not need to pay. With Maxis, I need to pay RM0.05/10kB if I exceed the original data plan and Maxis lak offer 2Gb je for the monthly repayment that I (am willing) to pay. Pastu, if I were to call friends and family (FnF), DiGi allows to have up to 6 numbers. Like SMS akan jadi RM0.01 and calls about 50% cheaper. So, jimat lagi kat situ kan? I know Maxis has such plans also, but something like u need to pay RM8 and then only you will get the service, or something like that la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to remain with our current plan (not the Maxis iPhone plan that I did the comparison above), RM150+RM98, mine about RM30+RM98 plus dgn calls yang extra-extra lagi, then, total bill akan jadi about RM500. Kalau I opt for the DiGi iPhone plan, it will only be RM350 (and dapat phone baru plak lagi tu). Bole jugak guna videocall (yeayy~!!) coz we always utilize the video calling services back then when we were still bf-gf. Extra RM150 tu - memacam bole buat tau? Tgk wayang 15x OR bole bwak Damia for her immunization OR boleh save for Damia OR various other things. So, saya terpaksa opt for Digi. For the change setelah menjadi loyal customer Maxis for couple of years? If you don't try, you never know kan? There is always a first time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how about the current contract? Kena bayar kan if I break it? Yes....memang kena. But if we were to sell this iPhone 3gs, insyaAllah da bole cover the contract. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-5350419231512064838?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/5350419231512064838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/01/iphone4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5350419231512064838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/5350419231512064838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/01/iphone4.html' title='iPhone4'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mzNc5uhDQkg/TS_SLQji8aI/AAAAAAAABfY/5ewSfFuPHLU/s72-c/masthead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-4369385661757735316</id><published>2011-02-16T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:11:42.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damia hospitalized (Dec 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2W6NAmmPTQA/TVtx6_DKbmI/AAAAAAAABko/fwjd-s2FbPs/s1600/photo+5%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was on 21-24 December 2010 (Tues - Fri). The second last week of last year. Chup chupp~!! Like this....the story begins....on 10 Dec, we took her to see paed. Another paed (sharing the same clinic as Damia's paed) gave her vaccination (coz Damia's paed cuti time tu).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2W6NAmmPTQA/TVtx6_DKbmI/AAAAAAAABko/fwjd-s2FbPs/s400/photo+5%25282%2529.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, balik rumah....dia demam. For 1-2 days. Ok xpela....kinda normal la kan, lepas inject dia akan demam....So then, about seminggu berlalu, on that Friday, Mama told me...badan Damia ni mcm panas sikit la. I was a bit worried. And yes, memang saya belummmm lagi invest for a thermometer (yea, for me, mcm tak necessary - before this la...but now, i've changed my mind).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, badan dia panas sikit and dia start selsema. Sat (18 Dec), we went to see her paed. Dia kasi ubat - antibiotics and also ubat selsema (yang nasal drop tu). Monitor, monitor and monitor. Sampai Monday, eihh...ni da agak teruk. Kesian tgk dia, mlm je, dia susah nak nafas. Coz hidung tersumbat. Takleh jadi, so on Tues (21 Dec), went to see the paed again. Told him about her condition n all. Told my boss that we are going to take her to see her paed. Last-last about 11+, call him back to tell him that Damia is hospitalized. Sib baik la dia sporting and memahami. So, he just ask me to settle je hal-hal anak and dun worry about work (but yela, memlm tu, when dia da tido, pepandai la time tu nak wat keje ape bagai and email back to them. Sib baik ler Gleneagles ada wi fi free).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At first, her paed nak soh balik je, bagi ubat and just monitor at home till Thurs, coz he believes that kids are better to be treated at his/her familiar environment; i.e. at home. But we told him about her difficulty in breathing especially at night and later he said, yea....i understand where you are coming from. If that is the case, then better admit her now la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, being a new parent - money is one of our concerns. Cuak gak la mana nak cari duit tetibe. But, alhamdulillah, we took her insurance when she was just 1 month old. Prepare sesiap da. My boss asked about it also and he said, no need to utilize ur own insurance (yela coz insurance ni reducing balance. So, klau ada company punya, guna la dulu). Since u can claim (the company is covering both Mr P and Damia as well), hence he said, might as well utilize the facility. But I said, the thing is, I haven't even got the medical card yet. He said, nevermind, pay first and claim later. Ok la....ada 2 facilities (company and personal), alhamdulillah, Allah SWT permudahkan urusan kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Memang kesian tgk Damia, specially when tangan dia tu....(tgk la gamba kat bwh), kena balut. The nurses tanya, dia slalu hisap jari kiri or kanan. I realized that usually it is the left side, tapi, kalau bole tanak kasi dia hisap jari. So, I requested for the left hand side. Skali tetgk, dia try jugak nak hisap. Kesian sgt sgt...rasa bersalah time tu. On the second day or the third day, da kena tukar dressing tu. Coz dia hisap-hisap, nak merangkak n indirectly press that area (mcm tak sakit je budak kecik ni tau...dia tak faham, yang risaunye, kita ni...) and somehow, darah tu mengalir kuar ke arah tempat utk masukkan ubat tu. So, everytime kena flush ngan air, so that the area takde darah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Csar7hK1nw/TVttN44a1mI/AAAAAAAABkI/m3HT6YZOUUA/s400/photo.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, given the situation, Damia being Damia...my happy baby....dia sentiasa ceria kat sana. We brought along her toys so that she'll feel at home (kiranya, penuh gak la baby cot tu ngan mainan dia je). Orang datang melawat pun, dia sgt sgt excited time tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBnD4mLiSQY/TVtvAwTmH_I/AAAAAAAABkM/A81Kv2ywjNY/s1600/Picture+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBnD4mLiSQY/TVtvAwTmH_I/AAAAAAAABkM/A81Kv2ywjNY/s400/Picture+071.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXYEda9PCQo/TVtvKVdGh7I/AAAAAAAABkQ/DqP7czLe0Xs/s1600/Picture+081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXYEda9PCQo/TVtvKVdGh7I/AAAAAAAABkQ/DqP7czLe0Xs/s400/Picture+081.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaP0epJ-pOI/TVtvT-jzHVI/AAAAAAAABkU/XziefW3ahqQ/s1600/Picture+084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaP0epJ-pOI/TVtvT-jzHVI/AAAAAAAABkU/XziefW3ahqQ/s400/Picture+084.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCGo5QT8p-M/TVtvdr7F-jI/AAAAAAAABkY/-aPDrGmSOr8/s1600/Picture+087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCGo5QT8p-M/TVtvdr7F-jI/AAAAAAAABkY/-aPDrGmSOr8/s400/Picture+087.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RInp4hBIirM/TVtvnQB6fdI/AAAAAAAABkc/9ko-81lhPtI/s1600/Picture+102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RInp4hBIirM/TVtvnQB6fdI/AAAAAAAABkc/9ko-81lhPtI/s400/Picture+102.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBJD4HN_f64/TVtvy87Ek_I/AAAAAAAABkg/cEV9maSU8PA/s1600/Picture+107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBJD4HN_f64/TVtvy87Ek_I/AAAAAAAABkg/cEV9maSU8PA/s400/Picture+107.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only part yang semua org suffer. Myself &amp;amp; Mr P - suffer tgk dia. Dia - suffer menghadapinya. I used to have athma and I know how it feels like. Betapa tak best and tak selesa to use the nebulizer. Tapi, it is good to ensure dia clear sikit nak bernafas. Memula (the first 1.5 days) dia akan nangis giler-giler bila guna nebulizer tu. So, we all pujuk jela..nak wat camne kan? Kekdg, purposely tak abiskan dose dia, coz kesian sgt tgk keadaan dia time tu. Tapi, kalau tak guna pulak, kang kesian dia tak baik-baik pulak kan? So, proceed jea...baca ayat-ayat al quran kasi dia slow sket nangis. Somehow, when Mr P's sis in law datang, dia nyanyi La illa haillallah... pastu nyanyi Allah, Allah (mcm dalam Astro Oasis tu), terus Damia diam. Sampai subsequent sessions pun, dia tak nangis bila kita dok nyanyi dua ayat ni. Siap muka pasraaahhhh je...=)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTZ8sutAYug/TVtv8mfZrnI/AAAAAAAABkk/R8zp_PGWEvw/s1600/Picture+122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTZ8sutAYug/TVtv8mfZrnI/AAAAAAAABkk/R8zp_PGWEvw/s400/Picture+122.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni tetgh session tu, Damia tertido terus. Coz mende ni buat dia mengantuk. So, dia nyenyak tido after every session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nurses kat sana pun bebaik, takkan kacau nak kasi dia ubat ke ape ke, time dia tido. Plus, dorang sangat gentle when they were handling her. So, alhamdulillah la...semua ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 24th Dec, her paed kata, da bole balik da....semua org happy. Yela...mana taknye....if not bercamping jela kat situ. Dgn yg barang Mama nye, barang Papa nye, toys dia...laptop, baju kotor, towel pe bagai. Penuh bilik tu....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, till now, Damia sihat walafiat, except for last 2 days, bdn dia panas sket lepas injection. But esok paginye (yesterday), dia ok da...bersyukur sgt, yang Damia da sihat, takde complication, plus dia jenis ceria n happy. Papa dia kacau-kacau, dia still bergurau mcm biasa....seronok sgt tengok dua beranak ni. Alhamdulillah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-4369385661757735316?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/4369385661757735316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/damia-hospitalized-dec-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4369385661757735316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4369385661757735316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/damia-hospitalized-dec-2010.html' title='Damia hospitalized (Dec 2010)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2W6NAmmPTQA/TVtx6_DKbmI/AAAAAAAABko/fwjd-s2FbPs/s72-c/photo+5%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-6462072298020648118</id><published>2011-02-15T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:17:06.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Maulidur Rasul</title><content type='html'>Salam Maulidur Rasul buat semua. Perbanyakkanlah selawat ke atas junjungan besar Nabi Muhammad SAW. Renung-renungkan &lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://najahulamani7885.blogspot.com/2011/02/ya-rasulullah.html"&gt;khutbah terakhir daripada Rasulullah SAW kita.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Naja for the great entry. Hopefully, dihayati oleh semua umat manusia, samada yang Islam atau yang bukan Islam. Semoga kita semua beroleh lebih cahaya keimanan dan petunjuk (jalan yang lurus) dalam mengelolai dunia ini. Btw, da sufficient ke bekal kita untuk kat sana nanti? Hmm...macam mana la nasib kita di sana nanti? Ya Allah ya tuhanku, selamatkanlah kami sekalian umat manusia daripada seksaanMu ya Allah....dan semoga kami dapat beroleh syafaat daripada Nabi Muhammad SAW....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-6462072298020648118?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/6462072298020648118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/salam-maulidur-rasul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6462072298020648118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/6462072298020648118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/salam-maulidur-rasul.html' title='Salam Maulidur Rasul'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-3706012677861953668</id><published>2011-02-14T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T16:06:54.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kata-kata ibu itu suatu doa</title><content type='html'>Siang tadi, sempat gak lari jap bawak Damia jumpa her paed for vaccination. Hamek koooo....kena RM260. Slalunye for her vaccination, RM200-300 memang tak lari la. Alhamdulillah, memende camni, is fully claimable. Syukur...(kalau tak, pengsan Mama. Yesss...bole bwak gi klinik kerajaan, but it is more of preference la yer, sila jgn kondem, coz itu adalah preference saya. Saya suka tempat dia, doctor dia, cara they all handle anak saya dan environment dia. Maka, saya tak kisah untuk spend when it comes to all these things yea...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damia is now 8.095 kg &amp;amp; about 70cm da. The paed was nice and great - yes, saya suka ini doctor, memang direcommend untuk sesapa yang tak berpuas hati dengan their current paed. His charges were RM60 and RM200 was for the vaccination. Owh, btw, he is Chinese muslim. He is likeable by both the Muslims and Non-Muslim. That day, dia cuti kejap and another paed (yang satu clinic ngan dia) handle vaccination for Damia. Damia nangis kuat and agak tak brape comfortable. N dia plak main cucuk just like dat. Yang my paed (Dr Adrian) sgt gentle. Dia ckp bebaik ngan baby tu, lepas tu usap2 dulu, baca basmallah dlu and then cucuk slowly. Dengan basmallah tu, saya percaya, mengubah segalanya. Damia takkan nangis kuat. Skali uwwweekkk je and diam terus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA : Dia da boleh grab things da?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Dia da bole grab semua mende da doc.&lt;br /&gt;DA : Ok la...means now dia da start nak mengengsot la kan?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Doc, dia da merangkak keliling rumah da. Dia da start nak berdiri stable da.&lt;br /&gt;DA : Huh? Ye ke? Owh, means lepas ni da berjalan la dia. Cepat eh? She is only 7m kan? Slalunye, dalam 10-11 months baru boleh like dat. So, 4 years old da boleh masuk sekolah la eh? (he laughed) Ok ok...xpe...bagus la..cume kalau dia advance ke ape ke, nanti jgn force dia. Coz studies show that those yang &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;force&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; anak blaja hafal all those things cecepat sangat, masuk kan skola awal-awal sgt, this n that, cecpat, slalu nye they will not excel in life. Coz they cannot enjoy their childhood and the kids are not ready yet (altho the kids show some advance progressions).&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yea...will do. Yela, ramai yang advance sangat, slalu jadi camtu. Contohnye mcm Sufiah Yusof tu. Tetibe jadi pros pulak.&lt;br /&gt;DA: Yeah...that one. Tapi yang tu, like wants to finish up the government's money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yada yada yada.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila nak cucuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA : Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ok...anak mama strong...&lt;br /&gt;DA : Yang ni sakit sikit yer...(and dia cucuk AND Damia nangis skali)&lt;br /&gt;Me : Tak sakit...anak mama strong...tak sakit tak sakit....(a few times) (and she stopped crying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil tu, doc senyum and said...sakit sikit ni Mummy. But, Damia da senyap da that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "power" of doa ibu. Tak la nak berlagak or bermegah, cuma doa ibu tu mujarab. InsyaAllah.... kalau kita ni ckp kat anak tu..."haa, jatuh kang...jatuh kang...haaa..pegi la, jatuh kang"....confirm jap agi, jatuh la anak tu. Maka, berhati-hati la nak cakap anything pun kat anak tu, depan atau blakang dia. Words like, "nakal", "tembam", "degil", "suka menangis", "penakut", "tak pandai main/bergaul", "bodoh", "sombong", etc etc, kena careful sket drpd digunakan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-3706012677861953668?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/3706012677861953668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/kata-kata-ibu-itu-suatu-doa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3706012677861953668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/3706012677861953668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/kata-kata-ibu-itu-suatu-doa.html' title='Kata-kata ibu itu suatu doa'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-824773294199858190</id><published>2011-02-14T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T15:33:38.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful date this year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year...&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...meaningful moments/date to be treasured/remembered, insyaAllah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: magenta; color: black;"&gt;07.04.11&lt;/b&gt; = Mr P's birthday according to Gregorian calender. 7+4=11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: purple; color: white;"&gt;29.06.2011 = 27 Rejab&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;29 June = my lil Damia's birthday according to Gregorian calender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;27 Rejab = Mr P's birthday according to Hijrah calender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;09.10.11&lt;/b&gt; = our 2nd anniversary according to Gregorian calender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: lime; color: black;"&gt;01.10.11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;= my birthday according to Gregorian calender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: orange; color: black;"&gt;16 Muharram = 12.12 (Dec)&lt;/b&gt; = my birthday according to Muslim calender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-824773294199858190?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/824773294199858190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/meaningful-date-this-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/824773294199858190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/824773294199858190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/meaningful-date-this-year.html' title='Meaningful date this year'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1723739506378414982</id><published>2011-02-14T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:32:58.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqxbilS5t7A/TVjGvlUZ2QI/AAAAAAAABjw/nFVSybwl8ZE/s1600/Damia+tido+sambil+makan.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqxbilS5t7A/TVjGvlUZ2QI/AAAAAAAABjw/nFVSybwl8ZE/s1600/Damia+tido+sambil+makan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEDt5PW331w/TVjG3_vFRUI/AAAAAAAABj4/JlrKSNs4Xt4/s1600/heinz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEDt5PW331w/TVjG3_vFRUI/AAAAAAAABj4/JlrKSNs4Xt4/s400/heinz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Source : Google&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ni la fav food Damia. She started eating when she was 5.5 months old. I tried beras merah, uweekkk. Tried heinz biscuit, uweekkk.....(tak la teruk sangat, but somehow she refused). Then, I tried to buy this Heinz parsnip + lobak merak + ubi keledek, which cost me about RM3-RM3.30 per bottle. And wallahhhh....she likes it. She loves it, up till now. She prefers this rather than the rest. But tukar-tukar jugak la...kekadang, pagi, biscuit Heinz (da cair + lenyek + hancur), then lunch this one and in the evening/dinner would be beras merah. Depends la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang bila mood rajin (myself or my mum) will make blend bubur + carrot + potato = she likes it. Basically, 1st preference would be Heinz carrot as above, 2nd place would be our blended carrot, porridge&amp;nbsp; and potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, other Heinz products, especially apple based, memang dia tak suka. Eishhh, jgn kata Damia tak suka. Mama dia pun tak suka.Memang tak sedap, coz sgggttt manis. Tak brape best aaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kci5juiFSUs/TVjJe8kodFI/AAAAAAAABkA/OakZPZetm4Y/s1600/man+u.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kci5juiFSUs/TVjJe8kodFI/AAAAAAAABkA/OakZPZetm4Y/s400/man+u.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Damia's weaning set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcB1gI9OUAw/TVjJfF1KKdI/AAAAAAAABkE/YaqLe37qJMU/s1600/man+u+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcB1gI9OUAw/TVjJfF1KKdI/AAAAAAAABkE/YaqLe37qJMU/s400/man+u+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anak saya ni, ada habit yang sama sebijiiikkk mcm Mama &amp;amp; Papa dia. Kalau dia da ngantuk, kat memane pun dia boleh tido. Asal mata ckp ngantuk, bolehhh...jalan jer.....memane pun, lelap gak. So, ni aksi-aksi dia (actually, ada few times lagi pun jadi camni). Dia tengah mkn, kekdg kat suapan pertama, dia terus tertido. At times, sebelum tu, punya la beriya nak mkn / ceria sgt. Tetibe je dia leh tido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqxbilS5t7A/TVjGvlUZ2QI/AAAAAAAABjw/nFVSybwl8ZE/s1600/Damia+tido+sambil+makan.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqxbilS5t7A/TVjGvlUZ2QI/AAAAAAAABjw/nFVSybwl8ZE/s400/Damia+tido+sambil+makan.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yedCqelyfec/TVjG3MeCKOI/AAAAAAAABj0/E4zq-IUZke4/s1600/IMG-20110129-00081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yedCqelyfec/TVjG3MeCKOI/AAAAAAAABj0/E4zq-IUZke4/s400/IMG-20110129-00081.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni pun sama, sesuka hati dia je, tetibe dia tido. Aihhh....anak mama nih. Suka wat orang gelak tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, takpela Damia oiii.....nak tido ke, suka makan Heinz saja ke ape ke....tak kisah la. Asalkan, anak Mama sihat, baik, jadi anak yg solehah &amp;amp; pandai, Mama dun really mind. InsyaAllah, selagi Mama mampu, Mama akan belikan makanan Damia. So long as kesihatan Damia terjaga, Mama &amp;amp; Papa akan usahakan walaupun sesusah mana. InsyaAllah. Kami percaya, Damia tu sendiri rezeki yang Allah SWT kurniakan pada kami, so insyaAllah, takkan putus rezeki untukmu nak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-1723739506378414982?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1723739506378414982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/eating-habit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1723739506378414982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1723739506378414982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/eating-habit.html' title='Eating habit'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEDt5PW331w/TVjG3_vFRUI/AAAAAAAABj4/JlrKSNs4Xt4/s72-c/heinz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-4579674310170602796</id><published>2011-02-14T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:57:39.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Damia - sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlPESqJSdLQ/TViwbylHfAI/AAAAAAAABjc/VTwzZeEh1F8/s320/DSC_0606.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N89NATktN2w/TVixAhDExjI/AAAAAAAABjg/5bvJdZAlT4s/s1600/DSC_0516.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N89NATktN2w/TVixAhDExjI/AAAAAAAABjg/5bvJdZAlT4s/s320/DSC_0516.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I watched a little face sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;Eyelashes fluttering so,&lt;br /&gt;I wondered of the dream you were having,&lt;br /&gt;and if Angles were playing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a little face sleeping,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your little  mouth was smiling so,&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you are as happy as me,&lt;br /&gt;holding you in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a little face sleeping,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making sure of the breath you take,&lt;br /&gt;to watch you breathe and keep you safe,&lt;br /&gt;is all that matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a little face sleeping,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding your small hand in mine,&lt;br /&gt;five little fingers on each hand,&lt;br /&gt;as one hangs onto mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a little face sleeping,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as I prayed to myself,&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for letting me&lt;br /&gt;watch a little face sleeping.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-gSnZilogo/TVixQsqg2CI/AAAAAAAABjk/v74a4brEQ54/s1600/IMG-20110211-00168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-gSnZilogo/TVixQsqg2CI/AAAAAAAABjk/v74a4brEQ54/s320/IMG-20110211-00168.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsF02tqKReI/TVixyzPsYBI/AAAAAAAABjo/S5yVdHYGwDk/s1600/IMG-20110209-00163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsF02tqKReI/TVixyzPsYBI/AAAAAAAABjo/S5yVdHYGwDk/s320/IMG-20110209-00163.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boleh tenggelam hidung kalau kiss dia time dia tido nih...pipi dia....sgt marvellllessss....=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ini adalah disebabkan oleh hidung Mama dia yang tak brape nak mancung sgt la....ehhehehhe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime bila tengok Damia tido, memang terasa sayang sangat kat dia. Bertuah + bersyukur dikurniakan oleh Allah SWT nikmat dan rezeki yang tak terhingga. Alhamdulillah, makbul doa yang minta supaya Allah SWT murahkan rezeki kami keluarga. Syukur syukur...insyaAllah, Damia akan membesar menjadi anak yang solehah, menghormati orang lain, bijaksana, baik budi pekerti dan dikurniakan limpah dan rahmat daripada Allah SWT, beserta memperoleh syurga yang kekal abadi, tanpa perlu melalui azab sengsara di dunia &amp;amp; di akhirat...insyaAllah, mama + papa doakan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-4579674310170602796?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/4579674310170602796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/hannah-damia-sleeping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4579674310170602796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/4579674310170602796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/hannah-damia-sleeping.html' title='Hannah Damia - sleeping'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0fIjt55lQb0/TVjD_1FB1xI/AAAAAAAABjs/uTNGTgJFf24/s72-c/DSC_0183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-1314410409009086555</id><published>2011-02-14T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T12:10:18.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference call = nature of my job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiSRGY64wsg/TViqDQhvt0I/AAAAAAAABjI/8S22I11pDR8/s1600/Panasonic_Cordless_Phone_KX-TG6411ML.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keje kat this new co kan....every Tuesday akan ada conference call with other offices, US, Singapore, India, etc etc....ramai gak la...dlm 20 participants lebey kurang. It's my nature of job, every week we need to provide updates to the US on the latest stuffs that we have done during the past 1 week. Memula dulu fikir, hmm...xpela....its ok la...but lelame, agak boring la jugak bile dok dengarrrr je org lain dok updates la discuss la ape la...almaklumlah, tak sampai my level lagi. After provide updates, at times they will discuss about other things, like procedures dis n dat, kekdg agak tak faham, but try to concentrate to listen and maybe the next day, ask my manager to provide further explanation. 1 hour everyweek, 9-10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kekdg kesian tgk Damia, if sooo happened klau hari tu keje byk sket (like takde mood nak buat kat umah), I will try to finish it in office. And dapat pulak, every Tuesday, ada class till 9.30pm. So, most of the time, kena korbankan the last hour tu la, to attend the call. Kesian kat Damia nye apsal tau? Coz, by the time I reach home, she wants to bermanja-manja, mama nye pulak kena bergayut kat phone. At times, bole la layan dia, tapi kekadang ngan nak concentrate nye, dgn nak main ngan dia nya...cian dia....(owh, phone will always be on mute button, so still leh entertain her bila dia nangis ke ape ke). But, alhamdulillah la....on top of the sacrifices, bos tetap da kasi allowance RM150 every month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awal-awal dlu, ala...malas la nak guna phone umah. Guna hp je. But fikir2 balik, dorang da kasi toll free line, why not I just invest on cordless phone yang ada mute button (even my manager pun memang soh beli from day 1) and for the following months, basically dapat free-free je RM150 tu. Ye tak? Kebetulan plak, cordless phone kat umah, xde mute button. Tu yang guna handphone dulu (coz senang hati, phone bill da tercover da). Memula ingatkan call every alternate weeks and it will be 0.5 hrs je, rupa2nya, every week, 1 hour daaaa.....so, told Mr P, he said, dun buy, exchange je ngan phone kat restaurant dia yang TM kasi free. Makanya, tersave la duit. Cordless xyah beli, conference call = toll free, allowance RM150 tetap masuk gak....=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiSRGY64wsg/TViqDQhvt0I/AAAAAAAABjI/8S22I11pDR8/s1600/Panasonic_Cordless_Phone_KX-TG6411ML.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiSRGY64wsg/TViqDQhvt0I/AAAAAAAABjI/8S22I11pDR8/s400/Panasonic_Cordless_Phone_KX-TG6411ML.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-1314410409009086555?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/1314410409009086555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/conference-call-nature-of-my-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1314410409009086555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/1314410409009086555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/conference-call-nature-of-my-job.html' title='Conference call = nature of my job'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiSRGY64wsg/TViqDQhvt0I/AAAAAAAABjI/8S22I11pDR8/s72-c/Panasonic_Cordless_Phone_KX-TG6411ML.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-7041082241439121277</id><published>2011-02-14T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T12:18:55.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aksi-aksi Damia (Dec 2010-Feb 2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lama tak post gamba Damia...&lt;br /&gt;All these are Damia's latest pictures (from Dec 2010 - Feb 2011).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcei1H9eNiQ/TVifzRpYTyI/AAAAAAAABiU/GUoLPwIQyyM/s1600/IMG-20110122-00038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcei1H9eNiQ/TVifzRpYTyI/AAAAAAAABiU/GUoLPwIQyyM/s400/IMG-20110122-00038.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ni dia tengah happy....seronok merangkak keliling umah. Everyday kena vacuum + mop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ehppplR3o/TVigE5d-D3I/AAAAAAAABiY/PvyaVm_ITTk/s1600/Kajang-20110205-00131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ehppplR3o/TVigE5d-D3I/AAAAAAAABiY/PvyaVm_ITTk/s400/Kajang-20110205-00131.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_mRTdHE1Ao/TVigG57IIzI/AAAAAAAABic/2TjY7_Z1Mpo/s1600/IMG-20110126-00061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_mRTdHE1Ao/TVigG57IIzI/AAAAAAAABic/2TjY7_Z1Mpo/s400/IMG-20110126-00061.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GM dia baru lepas buat cupcakes. And dia sibuk jugak kat situ. Baju tu basah coz of peluh + air liur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bpnSwH3kKk0/TVijtdiKZkI/AAAAAAAABio/UpI9QdknW0M/s1600/IMG-20110212-00175.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bpnSwH3kKk0/TVijtdiKZkI/AAAAAAAABio/UpI9QdknW0M/s400/IMG-20110212-00175.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni mcm Mr P pakai gown kan? &lt;br /&gt;Ramai org cakap camtu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjo0rx0fX-Q/TVik_VUpddI/AAAAAAAABi0/dDPBto7OE2E/s1600/IMG-20110209-00152.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjo0rx0fX-Q/TVik_VUpddI/AAAAAAAABi0/dDPBto7OE2E/s400/IMG-20110209-00152.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like to explore new things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp7V89tkq58/TVilNMxpXlI/AAAAAAAABi4/KNCcQmnKTaw/s1600/IMG-20110129-00078.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp7V89tkq58/TVilNMxpXlI/AAAAAAAABi4/KNCcQmnKTaw/s400/IMG-20110129-00078.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excited with her 7m birthday present. Bought it long time ago but now  only I give it to her. She was sooo excited coz she knows how to stand  already and she needs it to assist her to walk pulak after this. Owh  yes, and also excited coz it is a new stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O42HDId0jno/TVilOrySXAI/AAAAAAAABi8/yD7vk-pAjBU/s1600/IMG-20110206-00143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O42HDId0jno/TVilOrySXAI/AAAAAAAABi8/yD7vk-pAjBU/s400/IMG-20110206-00143.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Masuk  jari dalam mulut ada fav thing to do now...kalau boring-boring (like no  other things to be put into the mouth, maka jari2 tembam itulah yang  menjadi mangsa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3m60dPFuqw/TVilRH-25aI/AAAAAAAABjA/1rcGD3EZtRU/s1600/IMG-20110129-00091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3m60dPFuqw/TVilRH-25aI/AAAAAAAABjA/1rcGD3EZtRU/s400/IMG-20110129-00091.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Damia&amp;amp; mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zg61xDCoMZ8/TVilTRiuIyI/AAAAAAAABjE/BpVEG07Inhw/s1600/IMG-20110204-00124.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zg61xDCoMZ8/TVilTRiuIyI/AAAAAAAABjE/BpVEG07Inhw/s400/IMG-20110204-00124.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302794553595309503-7041082241439121277?l=www.isyaharull71.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/feeds/7041082241439121277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/aksi-aksi-damia-dec-2010-feb-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7041082241439121277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302794553595309503/posts/default/7041082241439121277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.isyaharull71.com/2011/02/aksi-aksi-damia-dec-2010-feb-2011.html' title='Aksi-aksi Damia (Dec 2010-Feb 2011)'/><author><name>Nisya Harisy 71</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15937036833395959497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeGBGjTho5o/TYTe5cR2hPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lN8W3zNORO8/s220/c_MG_4985picmail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcei1H9eNiQ/TVifzRpYTyI/AAAAAAAABiU/GUoLPwIQyyM/s72-c/IMG-20110122-00038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302794553595309503.post-7897939866012385063</id><published>2011-02-11T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:44:06.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untuk anak-anak Selangor</title><content type='html'>I was reading one of the blogs that I followed and this person actually wrote about TAWAS. U guys heard of this before? Memula ngatkan, pe mende la tawas ni? Rupanya, its an acronym for Tabung Warisan Anak Selangor. It is meant for babies yang lahir di Selangor or parents dia lahir/bermastautin di Selangor, etc etc....tarikh tutup permohonan: &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;before the 1st birthday of the baby.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara FAQs yang menarik perhatian that I copied from &lt;a href="http://www.tawas.org.my/"&gt;the website&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Apakah faedah yang akan diterima daripada skim ini?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawapan &lt;br /&gt;Faedah yang akan diterima adalah seperti berikut: &lt;br /&gt;a. Di awal pelaburan, setiap Ahli TAWAS akan menerima RM 100. &lt;br /&gt;b. Pada usia 18 tahun, anak-anak ini berpeluang untuk menerima sebanyak  RM 1,500 hasil pelaburan di dalam skim ini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Apakah syarat-syarat permohonan tabung ini?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawapan &lt;br /&gt;Syarat-syarat permohonan adalah seperti berikut:- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYARAT 1: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Warganegara Malaysia, DAN; &lt;br /&gt;ii. Lahir di negeri Selangor atau luar negeri Selangor mulai 1hb Januari 2008; &lt;br /&gt;iii. Ibu atau Bapa lahir di negeri Selangor, ATAU Ibu atau Bapa lahir di  Wilayah Persekutuan Kuala Lumpur sebelum 1hb Februari 1974. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYARAT 2: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Warganegara Malaysia, DAN; &lt;br /&gt;ii. Lahir di negeri Selangor mulai 1hb Januari 2008, DAN; &lt;br /&gt;iii. Ibu atau Bapa bukan kelahiran Selangor tetapi telah menetap di  Selangor minimum 5 tahun. (Perlu mendapatkan pengesahan taraf  permastautin daripada Ketua Kampung/Penghulu/Pengerusi Taman  Perumahan/Ahli Parlimen/Senator/ ADUN dan Ahli Majlis Pihak Berkuasa  Tempatan di kawasan tempat tinggal). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYARAT 3: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Warganegara Malaysia, DAN; &lt;br /&gt;ii. Lahir di luar negeri Selangor (sempadan negeri Selangor) mulai 1hb Januari 2008, DAN; &lt;br /&gt;iii. *Ibu atau Bapa bukan kelahiran Selangor tetapi bermastautin tetap  di negeri Selangor. (Perlu mendapatkan pengesahan taraf permastautin  daripada Ketua Kampung/Penghulu/Pengerusi Taman Perumahan/Ahli  Parlimen/Senator/ ADUN dan Ahli Majlis Pihak Berkuasa Tempatan di  kawasan tempat tinggal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, I haven't tried applying. I even tried asking the blogger directly (her daughter is one of the successful applicants), even she herself is a bit unsure about the whole programme, this Saturday (tomorrow) baru dia nak pegi dengar the talk. There a
