<?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-7220050938392771385</id><updated>2011-07-08T20:40:50.943+08:00</updated><category term='story'/><category term='Shoes'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='Help'/><category term='rayyan'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Wishlist'/><category term='books'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='moral'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='fasting'/><category term='Tips'/><category term='school'/><category term='Lil project'/><category term='Jalan-jalan'/><category term='Myshop'/><category term='New life'/><category term='movie'/><category term='leisure'/><category term='online shop'/><category term='makeup'/><category term='Raya'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='food'/><category term='tagging game'/><category term='family'/><category term='us'/><category term='Heart'/><category term='busy'/><category term='thought'/><category term='myself'/><category term='Handbag'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='toothache'/><category term='makeover'/><title type='text'>THE BRIGHTEN SIDE OF MY LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7553331221195573195</id><published>2010-03-12T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:25:23.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rayyan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Candid pix!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S5oyCsEajXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1lHiBtQ7iQA/s1600-h/sweetbaby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S5oyCsEajXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1lHiBtQ7iQA/s320/sweetbaby1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447721721028840818" /&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;Cute tak saya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe..Nama saya Rayyan Yushua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy saya Cikgu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy saya pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saya suka mandi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapikan, atok suka snap gambar saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nasib baik saya cepat bertindak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saya pun tahu malu juga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Undilah saya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/7220050938392771385-7553331221195573195?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7553331221195573195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7553331221195573195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7553331221195573195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7553331221195573195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2010/03/candid-pix.html' title='Candid pix!'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S5oyCsEajXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1lHiBtQ7iQA/s72-c/sweetbaby1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-4321128433786212828</id><published>2010-03-08T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:58:53.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><title type='text'>2nd anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today, marked our second anniversary. Time flies so fast. Feels like it happened yesterday and now we have our 'gulahati' Rayyan Yushua already!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To hubby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for being such a wonderful hubby and I love u love u love u love eternity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to have our dinner tonight and of course this dinner is not dinner for two but for three!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rayyan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: We had our MOU to exchange our prezzie by the end of this month.. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-4321128433786212828?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/4321128433786212828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=4321128433786212828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/4321128433786212828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/4321128433786212828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2010/03/2nd-anniversary.html' title='2nd anniversary'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-3395997189086399097</id><published>2010-03-06T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:01:16.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rayyan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagging game'/><title type='text'>Tagging Game</title><content type='html'>Salam.... Haish. Lamanya tidak berblog. Sejak lepas CNY, masa seakan tak cukup-cukup untuk saya. And now I want to upload my entry on tagging game yang dah berkurun. Dah lama jugak siap cuma nak sign in blogger account tu tak sempat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ye &lt;a href="http://bilaummiberbicara.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ummi Eiz&lt;/a&gt; sebab ambil masa lama sangat untuk buat tagging game ni. Hehe.. Tapi saya tidak akan menghampakan awak ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the tagging game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) First time jumpa your hubby bila dan kat mana?&lt;br /&gt;     kat IPDA. Waktu jd KPLI student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;     Nope. After finished our course baru nak berkenalan. One year habis begitu sahaja. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who is he when the first time you met him?&lt;br /&gt;     Student like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How long it takes for him to ask you out for a date?&lt;br /&gt;     2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) First place dating?&lt;br /&gt;     OU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) How he proposed?&lt;br /&gt;     My MIL called dan tanya apa yang patut. Nervous gile time tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Special date with your hubby?&lt;br /&gt;    Tunang &amp;amp; nikah – 8th March. Our birthdays – 16th June &amp;amp; 8th October, Our baby’s arrival –&lt;br /&gt;    16th November 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Changes that he asked you to do?&lt;br /&gt;     Nothing. But I decided to change.. Be Better person. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) What is about him that you love so much?&lt;br /&gt;     Everything!! He completes me really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What is about him that you wish he would change?&lt;br /&gt;       Nothing. Let it be the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) You will lose your mind and crack your head when he..&lt;br /&gt;      start menjadi mengada-ngada especially bila dia sakit gigi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) You will smile through your eyes for the whole day when he..&lt;br /&gt;      Tells me that our small family is everything to him and how much he loves me and Rayyan.&lt;br /&gt;      And something to share here.. “Rayyan jangan ganas dengan mommy. Mommy tu bini daddy&lt;br /&gt;      tau!” Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Complete below sentences, "My love towards my hubby is as big as..&lt;br /&gt;      Elephant? No!!! Hehe. As big as his love for me! Will love him more and more everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak complete entry without the pix of my sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S5JsyF1sQZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4Re-wtjxVXI/s1600-h/PICT0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445534507260985746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S5JsyF1sQZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4Re-wtjxVXI/s320/PICT0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rayyan at 2 months&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: Saya nak tag Madam Fadd and Madam Azie lah...hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-3395997189086399097?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/3395997189086399097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=3395997189086399097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3395997189086399097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3395997189086399097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2010/03/tagging-game.html' title='Tagging Game'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S5JsyF1sQZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4Re-wtjxVXI/s72-c/PICT0197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5251280253178532689</id><published>2010-02-02T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:26:56.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcake dan Rayyan</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haish..Lama rasanya tak buat entri di sini. Saya sedang 'adjust' masa saya sekarang. Maklumlah sudah ada anak. Lari betul jadual saya sehari-hari. Sekarang ni pun saya mencuri masa untuk berlengah di sini sekejap memandangkan daddy dan anaknya sedang enak dibuai mimpi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lagipun, seminggu dua ini tiada cerita menarik untuk dikongsikan. Hanyalah keletah anak kami yang bakal menginjak ke angka 3 bulan tak lama lagi. Wah.. cepat sungguh masa berlalu. Rasanya baru sahaja semalam dia menendang-nendang perut saya kini sudah 3 bulan berada di depan mata kami. Betul lah kata orang. Punya cahayamata adalah nikmat kehidupan yang sebenar. Rugi bagi sesiapa yang tak mahu mempunyai anak sendiri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hujung minggu lepas, saya berpeluang menggunakan 'me time' untuk mengikuti kelas Cupcake. Dengan yuran hanyalah RM20, rugi rasanya saya tidak sertai sekali. Sudahlah tidak jauh dari rumah. Kelas hanya mengambil masa 2 jam. Tetapi, banyak ilmu yang saya dapat sepanjang kelas ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya terkejut apabila melihat seorang remaja lelaki turut mengikuti kelas ini. Iya lah. Susah sebenarnya nak lihat remaja lelaki berminat dengan cupcake. Hehe. Tapi syok juga lah sebab dapat belajar sambil berkenalan dengan semua orang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pada jam pertama, kami diajar bagaimana untuk membuat cupcake. Termasuklah "the dos' and the don'ts." Memang senang untuk buat cupcake. Bahan-bahannya pun ada di mana-mana kedai. Cuma saya belum mempunyai oven. Heheh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jam berikutnya, bermulalah teknik menghias cupcake. Dalam pemikiran saya, tentu hal ini akan mengambil masa yang agak lama. Iyalah, nak pakaikan makeup pada cupcake. Rupa-rupanya senang sahaja. Asalkan ada alatan yang diperlukan, semuanya tiada masalah. Setakat hiasan yang biasa-biasa, bolehla saya buat. Tapi kalau yang hebat-hebat tu, hehe...saya perlukan buku cupcake juga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya habiskan masa yang ada dengan membuat hiasan pada cupcake. Syok juga ya. Sampai dah terlebih 2 jam. Tak sabar nak balik tunjukkan pada Mr. Husband hasil kerja saya. Bila sampai di rumah, rasa sayang pula nak makan cupcake-cupcake yang berwarna-warni itu. Mr. Husband hanya merembat satu cupcake sahaja. Katanya sayang sebab susah payah saya buat. Haha..Bukan dia tahu sebenarnya bukan susah pun. Saya pun dah kekenyangan makan cupcake di kelas. Jadi, haruslah cupcake-cupcake itu dihadiahkan kepada jiran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akhirnya, cupcake-cupcake yang comel itu selamat dimakan oleh anak-anak jiran kami. Selamat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rayyan's progress:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Suka borak-borak sampai menjerit-jerit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Kaki suka melompat-lompat bila dia dipegang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Semalam sudah mula ketawa mengekek-ngekek (ade ke perkataan macam ni?) apabila ditegur. Saya terkejut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Suka makan angin di luar rumah pada waktu petang. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Sudah meniarap tapi perlukan latihan yang lebih..heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Dan Rayyan sudah botak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S2f8zc6JkHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F-2Q63weHwg/s1600-h/PICT0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433589436309409906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S2f8zc6JkHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F-2Q63weHwg/s320/PICT0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nah, inilah hasilnya kelas cupcake saya. Err, ada satu missing. Masuk dalam perut Mr. Husband already. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/7220050938392771385-5251280253178532689?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5251280253178532689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5251280253178532689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5251280253178532689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5251280253178532689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2010/02/cupcake-dan-rayyan.html' title='Cupcake dan Rayyan'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S2f8zc6JkHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F-2Q63weHwg/s72-c/PICT0236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-1857683406590580045</id><published>2010-01-12T20:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:58:25.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahun Baru Entri Baru</title><content type='html'>Salam.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heeeee.... Dah lama saya tak active kat sini kan? Sejak dari awal mengandung sampailah sekarang.. Sampai dah banak dah.. hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempena tahun baru 2010, salah satu azam tahun baru saya untuk kembali aktif berblog. Taknaklah selalu saja writer's block. Tak syok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa yang terkini dengan diri saya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya sudah ada anak lelaki!!! Yeay.. Walaupun taklah baru sangat dah tapi nak jugak saya beritahu dunia saya sudah bergelar ibu. Best kan feeling tu.. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang lain rasanya tiada yang terkini. Biasa-biasa saja. Yang luar biasa ialah kelahiran Rayyan Yushua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7l2lj_4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/zUp4Pn8ljDk/s1600-h/DSC00819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425847541313044354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7l2lj_4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/zUp4Pn8ljDk/s320/DSC00819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name: Rayyan Yushua b Zaliazuar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOB: 16th November 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;POB: Putra Medical Centre, Sg Buloh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight: 3.5kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azam tahun baru? Ada, bolehla nak senaraikan kat sini sikit. Bukan nak tunjuk tapi sebagai peringatan kepada diri saya yang sentiasa alpa dan leka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azam saya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Saya mahu jadi ibu yang hebat untuk Rayyan Yushua. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7XSIWUFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bjIPTQGz2jI/s1600-h/17th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425847291008667730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7XSIWUFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bjIPTQGz2jI/s320/17th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayyan berumur 17 hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Saya mahu jadi isteri yang menyenangkan dan hebat kepada suami tersayang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Saya mahu menjadi anak yang sentiasa ingat dan rindu kepada ibu bapa saya (saya ada 2 ibu 2 bapa)...yelah ibu dan bapa mertua kan mak abah kite juga kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Saya mahu menjadi cikgu yang berdedikasi.. InsyaAllah walaupun sekolah saya cinonet saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Saya mahu menjadi penyabar dan tabah di kala diuji. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Saya mahu mengurangkan tahap kemarahan saya dan dapat mengawal tekanan sehari-hari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Saya mahu amalkan gaya hidup sihat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Saya mahu sambung belajar. InsyaAllah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Saya mahu tambah duit poket. Saya jual sutera batik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Saya mahu disayangi kawan-kawan yang menganggap saya kawan mereka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Saya mahu menambah kawan dan kenalan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Saya mahu beli beg baru.. Err, ini sepatutnya bukan menjadi azam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Saya mahu banyakkan membaca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Saya mahu banyakkan menabung. Err.. maksud saya 'tabung kecil' saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Saya mahu jadi rajin! Termasuklah update blog saya sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7cCXjSuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/A06VftZNP_c/s1600-h/30th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425847372676811490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7cCXjSuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/A06VftZNP_c/s320/30th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaya lentok anak mommy di usia 30 hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. Saya mahu masuk tidur. Temankan Rayyan atas katil. Esok jumpa lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7hU5sc2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/d8SA6a9rPYE/s1600-h/cj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425847463551202146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7hU5sc2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/d8SA6a9rPYE/s320/cj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/7220050938392771385-1857683406590580045?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/1857683406590580045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=1857683406590580045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1857683406590580045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1857683406590580045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2010/01/tahun-baru-entri-baru.html' title='Tahun Baru Entri Baru'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/S0x7l2lj_4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/zUp4Pn8ljDk/s72-c/DSC00819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-685189694888020239</id><published>2009-11-14T15:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:47:54.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>Short and brief</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Salam everyone...&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 8 months this blog owner on hiatus. Yours truly have nothing to say as for reasons and now I'm ready to blog again. So many things happened from the last post and the most memorable experience will happen so soon. And we will talk about it later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And today, I'm already in my last days of pregnancy. Without announcement or shoutout from here I'm telling you now that I'm ready to go to the labor room. Yes, it is so fast. Only few people know about it and I'll be happier to tell the world about my baby soon. And yes, so soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck and pray for us. Me and my lil' one. Hopefully everything will be OK and we will share the good news in few days time. And do forgive me if I had done anything wrong or hurt your feelings. And I do forgive everybody here. Till the day we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sv5feE4oVqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zjc1jklrelE/s1600-h/DSC00815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403861573203154594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sv5feE4oVqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zjc1jklrelE/s320/DSC00815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Sakit perut..Sakit bontot..Sengal2..semuanya tengah rasa ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-685189694888020239?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/685189694888020239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=685189694888020239' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/685189694888020239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/685189694888020239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/11/short-and-brief.html' title='Short and brief'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sv5feE4oVqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zjc1jklrelE/s72-c/DSC00815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-4476544399394377792</id><published>2009-03-28T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:07:22.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya sedang berada di zon KEMALASAN dan KELETIHAN untuk sementara waktu. Sampai masa nanti, saya akan kembali lagi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sc4f9kMahWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TQLPdBVa8cI/s1600-h/20070221-lazyshirt%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318223352519361890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sc4f9kMahWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TQLPdBVa8cI/s320/20070221-lazyshirt%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Saya malas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sc4flF1qguI/AAAAAAAAALw/IdkJ2SxQEJA/s1600-h/lingo_bingo_12.07_4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318222932054016738" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sc4flF1qguI/AAAAAAAAALw/IdkJ2SxQEJA/s320/lingo_bingo_12.07_4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Saya letih. Penat. Tidak bertenaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dari saya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haneejane*&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/7220050938392771385-4476544399394377792?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/4476544399394377792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=4476544399394377792' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/4476544399394377792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/4476544399394377792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/03/saya-sedang-berada-di-zon-kemalasan-dan.html' title=''/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sc4f9kMahWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TQLPdBVa8cI/s72-c/20070221-lazyshirt%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-705392250012658877</id><published>2009-03-11T20:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:46:34.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food &amp; Beverages</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Apa kata malam ini kita berkongsi mengenai makanan? Haha... Saya sudah lapar kembali walaupun petang tadi saya baru lepas makan nasi sup ekor. OooooO... Sedap~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Saya sebenarnya bukannya peminat roti. Tak kisah pun roti tak ada kat dapur cuma ada juga sekali-sekala terasa nak kunyah roti kosong. Saya kurang berminat dengan white bread tak kisahlah brand apa pun. Tapi kali ini saya mahu pengecualian!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sbez5HtaRTI/AAAAAAAAALo/aqjvUXAcFsA/s1600-h/butterscotch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311912079410218290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sbez5HtaRTI/AAAAAAAAALo/aqjvUXAcFsA/s320/butterscotch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pics taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://chefmel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://chefmel.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ya. Saya sudah jatuh cinta dengan roti ini. Sungguh sedap~~. Waktu hujung minggu lepas, kakak saya datang berkunjung ke rumah saya dan dia turut membawa roti kegemaran anak lelakinya yang baru berusia 2 tahun. Pada mulanya, saya fikir roti ini hanyalah roti biasa..seperti &lt;em&gt;'roti kebanyakan'&lt;/em&gt;. Namun, tanggapan saya salah apabila saya mencuba hanya secubit roti itu. Maka terjadilah perebutan roti ini dengan anak buah saya itu. Dapatlah beberapa tumbukan tepat di muka saya yang selenga ini. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbezzYpXd_I/AAAAAAAAALg/jAqE0XA5wDs/s1600-h/scotch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311911980877445106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbezzYpXd_I/AAAAAAAAALg/jAqE0XA5wDs/s320/scotch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ai, sedapnya roti tu..Kang makan sekali dengan tangan tu sekali kang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Menelan air liur) Roti ini bertambah sedap jika ia dibakar terlebih dahulu. Wahh, baunya sungguh harum dan menggiurkan? Eh, betul ke perkataan tu? Tapi yang menyakitkan hati saya, roti ini sangat susah untuk didapati di mana-mana kedai runcit. Agaknya kalau ke Giant atau Tesco barulah senang untuk mendapatkannya. Walaupun harganya agak mahal yo~ RM4! Akan tetapi saya tetap mahu mendapatkannya juga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dari semalam (dan hari ini) saya cuba mendapatkan roti ini di tempat saya namun usaha saya gagal. "Maaflah kak, hari ni dia (lori Gardenia) tak hantar pun Butterscotch... " Owh, kecewanya saya. Bersusah payah meredah hujan namun usaha saya tidak berhasil. Tapi tak mengapa, suatu hari nanti pasti saya dapat juga roti ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tamat untuk cerita roti. Kali ini saya mahu mempromosi mengenai jus oren ini. &lt;strong&gt;Twister Tropicana with Fresh Pulp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbexP_xG-JI/AAAAAAAAALI/bXYmWZhBhlE/s1600-h/tropicana%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311909173880354962" style="WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbexP_xG-JI/AAAAAAAAALI/bXYmWZhBhlE/s320/tropicana%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pic taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carrotrun.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.carrotrun.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bagi saya, harga sebotol minuman ini agak mahal iaitu RM2.30 bagi 335 ml dan RM6.50 bagi 1.5L namun kesedapannya membuatkan saya hanya pejam mata untuk membelinya. Rasa bersalah juga tapi kalau nak saya rembat juga. Pernah tau ada satu kedai tu salah letak harga. 1.5L harganya RM4.90! Suami saya beli bergelen-gelen (tipu je) air oren ini dan 2-3 selepas itu harganya terus naik mendadak RM7.50! Akhirnya, saya menjumpai satu kedai yang menjual minuman ini dengan harga RM6.50. Lega~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bagi sesetengah orang, ada yang tidak menyukainya. Manis dan tidak masam seperti jus oren yang lain. Saya tidak berapa gemar minum jus Peel Fresh atau yang lain. Sebab perut saya akan sakit dan saya akan berulang-alik ke tandas jika saya minum jus oren yang lain. Jus oren yang paling sedap saya pernah rasa ialah jus oren sewaktu saya berkunjung ke Indonesia pada hujung tahun lepas. Rasanya teramatlah lain jika dibandingkan dengan jus oren tempatan dan lebih seperti ice-blended. Apa pun tetap sedap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tidaklah saya selalu minum Twister ini kerana pertamanya ianya agak manis. Yang keduanya kerana harganya agak tinggi. Tapi kalau ada 'orang tu' belikan dan letak dalam peti sejuk, saya OK je menghabiskannya. Hehe. Bolehla anda cuba tapi lain orang lain 'tastenya' ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan ini, adalah cerita lain. Saya teringin nak makan cuppies yang cantik tapi masih belum berkesempatan lagi. Cantik kan cuppies di bawah ini? Ia milik Kak Chics. Saya pasti perut Kak Chics sedang berbahagia dengan cupppies yang cun melecun itu. Nantilah, saya makan dia. Hehe. (dia = cuppies bukan Kak Chics) ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbewubWNkbI/AAAAAAAAALA/yTU9OO7vrlE/s1600-h/cuppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311908597168181682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbewubWNkbI/AAAAAAAAALA/yTU9OO7vrlE/s320/cuppies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hak milik Chics in Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Hubby saya jealous sebab dia tak dapat cuppies yang cantik itu~ Bak kata Kak Chics... HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-705392250012658877?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/705392250012658877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=705392250012658877' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/705392250012658877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/705392250012658877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Food &amp; Beverages'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/Sbez5HtaRTI/AAAAAAAAALo/aqjvUXAcFsA/s72-c/butterscotch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5561881413238508837</id><published>2009-03-08T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:41:11.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><title type='text'>First Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On our anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think back to&lt;br /&gt;when we first met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we first dated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we first loved each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we first had a disagreement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we first made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we first lived together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I realize that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every day is an anniversary for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of something we felt together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of something we touched together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of something we shared together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of something we did together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But today is the most important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;milestone of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is the anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of the day that we joined each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in marriage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a day we promised that for the rest of our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we would love each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to let you know that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love being married to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I love you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poem by Susan Polis Schutz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy First Anniversary &lt;em&gt;dear..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you more each and everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll always pray for us, for you, for me, for our true happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the life that I wanted so much before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I am thankful to Allah for giving me this chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To know you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To have you in my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is too short&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I don't want to miss anything about you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not only from today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But from the day I know you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are my one and only 'gulahati'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though it's not sweet all the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I do appreciate when the sweetness ties us up togther.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your wifey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not-so-poem by yours truly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbPj-3avHSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/r2FVmh1TAvM/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310839054767430946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbPj-3avHSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/r2FVmh1TAvM/s320/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jakarta-Bandung with Love (Dec '08)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Nak tau satu citer tak? Smlm before tidur kan saya letaklah kad anniversary untuk dia kat atas bantal dia. Bole dia tidur macam biasa macam takde pape kat bantal. Saya buat hal supaya dia bangun ambilkan air untuk saya. Lepas tu saya adjust balik kad tu kan..Tapi sama jugak. Dia boleh tidur dengan selamba. Tak sedar kewujudan kad itu. Panas sungguh hati. Lantaklah, saya terus tidur sambil emo. Muncung mulut geram punya pasal. Pagi tadi baru dia sedar ada kad untuk dia. Urghh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5561881413238508837?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5561881413238508837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5561881413238508837' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5561881413238508837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5561881413238508837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-anniversary.html' title='First Anniversary'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SbPj-3avHSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/r2FVmh1TAvM/s72-c/DSC00541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-609379592003128186</id><published>2009-03-07T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:53:09.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagging game'/><title type='text'>He is the one for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.chicsinred.com/blog/"&gt;She&lt;/a&gt; tagged me. Since, I'm lazy to blog about me, so better I do this tagging game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:Here’s a chance to see how well you really know your husband/boyfriend/lover. Cut, paste and fill in the answers, then shoot, you know what to do. The real challenge is to send it to your husband/boyfriend/lover to see how right you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He’s sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen?&lt;br /&gt;    Yes, he's in front of the TV watching the Bourne's series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You’re out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?&lt;br /&gt;    Thousand island and he never cares to share with me. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s one food he doesn’t like?&lt;br /&gt;    Ikan pekasam. Sedap woo.... (telan air liur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You go out to eat and have a drink. What does he order?&lt;br /&gt;    Ice lemon tea or cappucino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did he go to high school?&lt;br /&gt;    Sekolah Menengah Sultan Yusoff (sekolah agama kot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What size shoes does he wear?&lt;br /&gt;    7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;    Coins yang jatuh berterabur or from washing machine. Tapikan dia masukkan ke tabung saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is his favorite type of sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;    Sandwich yang tak perlu dia buat. Tunggu makan je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What would this person eat every day if he could?&lt;br /&gt;    Nasi + ikan bakar. Almost everyday u I bakar ikan kat umah. Macam orang berpantang je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is his favorite cereal?&lt;br /&gt;      Dia tak makan tapi saya suka..Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What would he never wear?&lt;br /&gt;      My bras.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is his favorite sports team?&lt;br /&gt;      Manchester United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who did he vote for?&lt;br /&gt;      Nobody. Tapi tak tau la..kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who is his best friend?&lt;br /&gt;      His ex-housemates. Tapikan, best friends dia ni ramai sgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn’t do?&lt;br /&gt;      To get or buy more handbags. Ngeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is his heritage?&lt;br /&gt;      Err... biasa-biasa je macam kita-kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is his favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;     Blue and black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is his habit?&lt;br /&gt;      Suka minta kita buat tu buat ni lepas kita baru je duduk. Tensen betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is he proud of?&lt;br /&gt;      To be a teacher. Hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Lastly, do you think he will read this?&lt;br /&gt;       No. Dah lama dia tak bukak blog ini. Phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m tagging:&lt;br /&gt;Azie (Ko dah lama x update)&lt;br /&gt;Fadd&lt;br /&gt;Marliza&lt;br /&gt;Kak Lin a.k.a Katak Cute&lt;br /&gt;Kak Verde&lt;br /&gt;Kak Janelabu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. Cukupla tu kut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-609379592003128186?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/609379592003128186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=609379592003128186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/609379592003128186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/609379592003128186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-is-one-for-me.html' title='He is the one for me.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-4675814412242634917</id><published>2009-02-28T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:48:36.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myshop'/><title type='text'>OK lah tu kan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pstt... Budak kompang saya menang tadi. Hehe.. Tapi saya tak pegi pun tengok persembahan tu. Saya belum sihat sepenuhnya lagi. Baik rehat-rehat kat rumah. Bila menang, nampaknya kena training lagi la budak-budak tu. Adoi, bab yang tu saya malas tu. Rasanya nak mintak ustazah derang la train budak-budak tu. Saya banyak lagi kerja lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OK..sebelum saya terlupa, kawan saya telah mengupdate blog bisnes kami. Dia dah upload tadi beberapa rembatan yang menarik. Saya pun teringin tapi ada orang tu tak bagi. Nantilah, kena pujuk-pujuk maut sikit. Mind you, dia 'check' tau semua handbag kita. Susah mak macam ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have a look ya... Memang best. Below 1K.. Oklah tu. kan? =) Sila lawat ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SalOA1jPqHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/J-sTtFzXbbQ/s1600-h/signature+stripe+stud+lurex+convertible+bag-cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307859412114712690" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SalOA1jPqHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/J-sTtFzXbbQ/s320/signature+stripe+stud+lurex+convertible+bag-cc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ourvirtualshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ourvirtualshop.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s: Kita paling suka handbag kat atas tu. Cantik~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7220050938392771385-4675814412242634917?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/4675814412242634917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=4675814412242634917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/4675814412242634917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/4675814412242634917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-lah-tu-kan.html' title='OK lah tu kan?'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SalOA1jPqHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/J-sTtFzXbbQ/s72-c/signature+stripe+stud+lurex+convertible+bag-cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7405561137388141780</id><published>2009-02-27T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:05:44.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><title type='text'>Any idea?</title><content type='html'>I was so exhausted this week. Worked very hard from morning until late evening. Biasalah, awal-awal tahun. Banyak aktiviti. The best part is, I train my students for kompang competition sedangkan haram saya tahu pasal kompang. Ngeee....ri kan? And today, I'm on medical leave. Penat sangat. And I lost my voice. So that's why I am happy now to blog and am waiting for my dear husband from work. Lunch for today? Nasi kerabu!! Haha.. Dah lama tak makan. Nak balik kampung lambat lagi. Have to wait for another 2 weeks and will melantak puas-puas. Last night, my dear hubby called my daddy and he did mention about my Ikan patin masak tempoyak. He lost his appetite after the bypass surgery and I can't wait to cook for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have plan to surprise my dear hubby for our very first annniversary. I am planning to have an outdoor photography somewhere in KL on Monday. Sesapa nak datang pun bole!! Hehe. Tapi the exact venue tu still in discussion and also the theme. Anyone can suggest us the theme for the day? Taknaklah pakai gaun bagai..If possible something simple yet sweet and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok tak? Nanti tolong bagi idea ye? Thank you. Muah*  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-7405561137388141780?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7405561137388141780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7405561137388141780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7405561137388141780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7405561137388141780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/02/any-idea.html' title='Any idea?'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-1962601202605430594</id><published>2009-02-25T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:53:46.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Perempuan-perempuan malang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya sebenarnya tidak gemar bercerita mengenai keburukan orang lain. Tapi niat saya hanya satu. Tidak mahu saya dan sesiapa yang membaca entri kali ini mempunyai sikap seperti mereka-mereka yang malang ini. Mereka-mereka yang malang ini malangnya kesemuanya adalah perempuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Perempuan malang #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Beliau adalah salah seorang perempuan malang dalam batch saya waktu KPLI 2006. Saya mengenali beliau pun waktu di hujung tahun. Dipendekkan cerita, dia menyukai suami saya. Pada waktu itu, saya dan suami sudah saling mengenali cuma detik-detik cinta belum berbunga. Dipendekkan cerita lagi, apabila kami mula berhubungan dan &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this minah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; agak mengganggu hubungan kami. Bayangkan minah ini boleh bertanya kepada teman serumah saya,"Berapa kali *al* call hanee* sehari? Berapa kali *al* sms hanee* sehari? Waktu bila *al* call hanee*?" Saiko kan minah ni? Bila suami saya enggan menjawab telefon atau sms dari dia, semestinya maki hamun yang sampai pada suami saya. "Aku takkan call kau lagi. Aku takkan peduli pasal kau lagi. Ini last sms aku." Dan keesokannya minah ni akan sms suami saya lagi. "Dah makan ke?"Gila ke saiko?&lt;br /&gt;Dipendekkan cerita lagi, selepas dia tahu saya dan suami saya akan disatukan, dia pun terus diamkan diri. Which is good. Selepas hampir setahun, tiba-tiba dia sms suami saya lagi iaitu di pertengahan bulan Disember lepas. Kebetulan, saya kehilangan handphone dan untuk sementara waktu saya menggunakan nombor talian lama suami saya. Dia 'berborak' seolah-olah sebelum ini dia tidak bersalah bersikap kasar seperti itu kepada suami saya. Apabila saya beritahu dia siapa saya, kononnya dia cuma nak bertanya khabar dan tiada niat lain. Sedangkan waktu kami kahwin, tidak sekali pun dia ucapkan tahniah kepada kami dan boleh pulak nak claim yang dia tu kawan suami saya. Secara terus-terang saya katakan saya tidak suka dan tidak senang dia bersms dengan suami saya dan saya memberitahunya dalam bahasa yang sopan. Dan dia boleh naik angin dan isytihar dia sudah berkahwin. Adakah sesuatu yang biasa dan elok apabila kita bersms orang yang pernah kita suka bagai nak rak selepas kita berkahwin semata-mata untuk bertanya khabar? Maafkan saya jika saya kuno tapi saya tidak pernah cuba dan mahu berbuat begitu kepada orang yang pernah wujud dalam hidup saya dulu. Apakah suami dia tidak terasa kalau dia buat begitu? Itu yang buat saya panas. Untuk menambahkan kesedapan cerita, handphone dia hilang jadi sebanyak-banyak nombor talian rakan dia, boleh nombor suami saya yang diingat. Adui, panas hati betul. Dan minah ini memang perempuan yang saiko kerana dia tidak faham maksud saya apabila saya katakan saya tidak suka. Kalaulah saya, tentu saya akan terus diam dan meminta maaf. Memang bengong perempuan ini. Tak sabar saya ingin berjumpanya dan bercakap secara real dengan dia. Pernah sekali saya terasa angin bila mengingatkan minah saiko ini dan saya katakan pada suami saya," Abang, kalau sayang jumpa perempuan ini. Lempang yang dia dapat." Serius. Itu yang mahu saya buat walaupun saya tahu itu bukan perkara paling bijak. Apabila saya bertanya kepada kawan-kawan saya yang mengenali dia, mereka pun agak terkejut apabila saya katakan dia sudah berkahwin. Boleh anda lihat kebengongan minah ini? Minah ini telah disenaraihitamkan oleh saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Perempuan malang #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dia adalah kerani di sekolah suami saya. Dia adalah orang pertama dalam setahun dua ini yang mendapat perkataan "bongok" dari saya. Semua orang kata, dia sukakan suami saya. Adui, suami saya bukannya kacak pun. Jauh sekali metroseksual atau urbanseksual. Sebelum ini apa sahaja kerja dia yang melibatkan hal suami saya, pastinya cepat dan tidak tertangguh. Tapi, apabila dia tahu kami akan berkahwin, mulalah dia isytihar perang bukan sahaja dengan suami saya malah dengan semua guru di sekolah suami saya. Kasihan mereka. Bayangkan elaun BISP suami saya tidak diuruskan dan suami saya tidak dapat membuat tuntutan untuk pembayaran tahun 2007. (BISP adalah elaun untuk pengajaran dalam Bahasa Inggeris.) Saya sendiri yang pergi ke JPN Perak untuk membuat semakan dan apabila disemak, ternyata borang permohonan suami saya tidak dihantar oleh minah bongok ini. Bongok kan? Oh, ya. Saya pernah berjumpa dengannya dan dia seperti mahu lari dari kami. Larilah, kami tak teringin pun nak kejar dia. Dan minah bongok ini masih hidup dan belum berkahwin. Bak kata suami saya,"Siapa nak kahwin dengan dia kalau perangai buruk macam tu?" Dia boleh dengan sesuka hati melenting apabila ditanya mengenai tuntutan BISP, kenaikan gaji ataupun apa sahaja tuntutan. Jahat kan? Minah ini telah disenaraihitamkan oleh saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Perempuan malang#3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minah ini saya belum pernah bertemu. Cuma dengar namanya dan lihat gambarnya sahaja. Dia adalah cikgu di sekolah suami saya. Tidak. Dia bukan menyukai suami saya tetapi dia seorang yang suka menjaja cerita orang lain. Kisahnya dia boleh dengan selambanya bercerita mengenai kerani sekolahnya (minah bongok) itu menyukai suami saya kepada salah seorang guru di sekolah saya yang baru dikenali di suatu taklimat. Boleh tak? Siap boleh cakap minah bongok tu kecewa dan disebabkan itulah soal-soal pengkeranian di sekolah suami saya menjadi teruk. Kalau betul pun nak marah dengan kerani, janganlah cerita orang lain pun nak dijaja. Saya super terkejut apabila guru dari sekolah saya bercerita mengenai perempuan busybody ini dan cerita yang dijajanya itu. Tak lama lagi, sekolah saya dan sekolah suami saya akan mengadakan motivasi bersama di sekolahnya dan saya sudah memberitahu kepada suami saya. Saya akan pergi berjumpa dengan minah busybody ini dan bertanya mengenainya. Boleh saja kalau dibiarkan tapi takut cerita orang lain pula dijajanya. Padahal minah ini baru sahaja posting di sekolah suami saya awal tahun lalu. Suami saya hanya diam dan dia tahu saya serius mengenai hal ini. Kebetulan ada isteri salah seorang guru dari sekolah suami saya mengajar sama di tempat saya. Dan apabila saya menceritakan mengenai minah ini, dia juga terkejut dan nampaknya ada orang yang lebih beremosi dari saya mengenai hal ini. Minah ini telah disenaraihitamkan oleh saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih. Semuanya berkaitan dengan suami saya. Bukan niat saya untuk menunjuk-nunjuk tapi hanya untuk berkongsi mengenai ragam orang lain yang mengganggu kehidupan kami. Entahlah. Suami saya bukannya hensem. Kacak jauh sekali. Manis sahaja ada. Berpangkat dan berharta lagilah tidak. Suami saya bercakap hanya bila perlu. Peramah tidak. Pemarah pun tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konklusinya, janganlah kita menjadi seperti perempuan-perempuan ini. Mereka malang kerana mereka memilih untuk jadi malang seperti itu. Saya tidak mahu menjadi seperti mereka dan saya tidak mahu sesiapa di sini menjadi salah seorang dari mereka. Jadilah wanita yang baik. Yang disayangi Allah. Nauzubillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-1962601202605430594?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/1962601202605430594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=1962601202605430594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1962601202605430594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1962601202605430594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/02/perempuan-perempuan-malang.html' title='Perempuan-perempuan malang'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-3320282526933217226</id><published>2009-02-23T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:18:37.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Care to share?</title><content type='html'>I have so many things in my mind and yet I can't decide which one should be the topic of the day. And for now, I think I need your help. I need your opinion. My first anniversary is coming soon. So soon. What I need to know are:&lt;br /&gt;1. What kinda celebration? Dinner?&lt;br /&gt;2. What to buy for him as a gift?&lt;br /&gt;3. How to surprise him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, our first anniversary this year will be on Sunday. Sounds it perfect, right? But I am totally zero when it comes to preparation by now. Help me, please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, last Saturday was my sweet &lt;a href="http://www.chicsinred.com/blog/"&gt;Kak Chics'&lt;/a&gt; 2X birthday. I knew I was late. This time around, I am quite lazy to have my leisure time in front of my lappy. Instead, I have other tons of work to do plus the never-ending house chores. No, I am not complaining. And yes, I try to make an excuse. Again I guess. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw..to my kakak;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday Kak Chics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although we never meet before but somehow I believe that one day we will make it happen ya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know what and why and how but I feel happy when I read your posts most of the time. So stay sweet and take care of your young heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May your life full with happiness and endlessly love with your 'gulahati'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you Kakak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And..I have something for you. Will contact you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday!&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/7220050938392771385-3320282526933217226?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/3320282526933217226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=3320282526933217226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3320282526933217226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3320282526933217226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/02/care-to-share.html' title='Care to share?'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5769763241304612990</id><published>2009-02-18T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:40:39.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myshop'/><title type='text'>Kedai Saya</title><content type='html'>Salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupa nak hebohkan, kedai saya dah diupdatekan. Hehe. Sila-sila.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan segan-segan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ourvirtualshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ourvirtualshop.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5769763241304612990?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5769763241304612990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5769763241304612990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5769763241304612990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5769763241304612990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/02/kedai-saya.html' title='Kedai Saya'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-1917809524718465182</id><published>2009-02-17T22:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:24:10.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Bypass Surgery</title><content type='html'>Salam semua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah. Berkesempatan juga untuk saya berblog kali ini. Seminggu dua ini kehidupan saya terlalu padat. Urusan keluarga. Urusan kerja. Urusan peribadi sehinggakan saya sudah lama tidak membuka peti email saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pada 8 Februari yang lalu (Ahad) abah saya yang tersayang telah selamat menjalani 'pembedahan bypass' di HUSM Kubang Kerian. Abah saya dalam keadaan sihat sebelum menjalani pembedahan itu dan beliau adalah dalam keadaan bersedia 100%. Sebenarnya, tarikh pembedahan itu telah 'ditempah' sejak tahun lepas lagi. Yang lebih penting, kami semua lima beradik berada di sisinya sewaktu beliau menjalani pembedahan itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bermula dari hari Sabtu (7 Februari) abah saya mendaftarkan diri di Wad Kristal 2. Saya setia menjadi supirnya dan kami diberi taklimat mengenai pembedahan itu. Saya dan suami dan juga umi abah saya mendengar taklimat mengenai perkara-perkara penting sebelum, semasa dan selepas pembedahan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Abah saya sempat bergurau dengan ketua jururawat sepanjang taklimat sedangkan saya kecut perut mendengar setiap perincian mengenai pembedahan bypass yang akan berlangsung keesokan harinya. Di sebelah katil abah saya, seorang pemuda yang berusia 31 tahun. Oh ya, abah saya beusia 66 tahun. Antara yang 'tersenior' di wad itu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pada pagi Ahad (8 Februari), seawal jam 8 pagi kami semua sudah berada di HUSM. Saya agak gementar. Tidak dapat lari dari memikirkan perkara-perkara negatif. Takut kehilangan dan sebagainya. Namun abah saya tetap tenang. Tetap 'cool' seolah-seolah beliau hanya akan menjalani pemeriksaan biasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya bersyukur abah saya tidak sakit pada waktu itu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya bersyukur kerana abah saya tiada penyakit-penyakit lain yang membahayakan. Cuma saluran darahnye ke jantung tersumbat. Itu antara salah satu sebab musabab merokok dahulu. Sudah sepuluh tahun abah saya tinggalkan amalan makruh itu. Jadi, beringatlah kepada perokok-perokok yang setia merokok lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya bersyukur abah saya kuat dan bersemangat juang yang tinggi sewaktu masuk ke bilik bedah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya bersyukur kerana saya berpeluang menemani abah sehingga ke bilik bedah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya bersyukur juga kerana saya berpeluang abah saya menjalani pembedahan dari jam 9 pagi hingga 5 petang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya bersyukur abah saya berada dalam keadaan stabil selepas menjalani pembedahan dan berada di wad ICU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya bersyukur kerana abah saya sembuh dengan cepat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan saya bersyukur kerana abah saya sudah pulang ke rumah semalam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OK. Saya berhenti di sini dulu. Sedih pula bila teringat waktu-waktu cemas itu. Rasa rindu pada abah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abah, nak balik jumpa abah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SZrSSyg7R0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/dvp18PHZZYA/s1600-h/DSC00712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303782731421534018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SZrSSyg7R0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/dvp18PHZZYA/s320/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dalam perjalanan ke bilik bedah. Masih sempat tersenyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303782350818389202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SZrR8oqELNI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2LNp-xRc33A/s320/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Betapa kuatnya semangat abah saya. Hampir menitik air mata saya waktu ini. Tetap ku tahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SZrVT8qFjLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/j8qSq0Udk8U/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303786049859062962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SZrVT8qFjLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/j8qSq0Udk8U/s320/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hensem kan abah saya. Hehe. Saya pernah tipu kawan saya. Saya beritahu dia abah saya warga Australia. Dan dia percaya. Hehe. Sampai ke hari ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-1917809524718465182?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/1917809524718465182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=1917809524718465182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1917809524718465182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1917809524718465182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/02/bypass-surgery.html' title='Bypass Surgery'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SZrSSyg7R0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/dvp18PHZZYA/s72-c/DSC00712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-1442136038000929676</id><published>2009-01-30T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:09:14.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myshop'/><title type='text'>Little Announcement</title><content type='html'>Yeay..!! Saya sudah mengambil alih 'sarikat' kawan saya itu. Sila lah jenguk-jenguk ke sini ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ourvirtualshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ourvirtualshop.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya berbisnes kecil-kecilan sahaja. Actually stock agak kehabisan. Jadi, maaflah kalau tidak banyak ye. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau berminat bolehlah email kepada saya at &lt;a href="mailto:haneejane@gmail.com"&gt;haneejane@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; atau pun terus ke ourvirtualshop.gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cepat-cepat jangan terlambat!! Jangan risau tentang kualiti. I don't do fake! Hehe.. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-1442136038000929676?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/1442136038000929676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=1442136038000929676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1442136038000929676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1442136038000929676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-announcement.html' title='Little Announcement'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-3333878405381817137</id><published>2009-01-28T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:45:03.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New life'/><title type='text'>Amir says," I'm sorry..."</title><content type='html'>Salam. Hi, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I am sorry for not updating for more than a week. Yes, I promised to update and share about my honeymoon trip but...due to work and urusan rumah tangga.. plus the lousy S******x connection here.. Made me to delay my post until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just came back from balik-kampung-chinese-new-year-short-holiday last night and we were very exhausted. And until now, I have a few things-to-do yet still got time to blog again. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I was thinking to 'take over' my friend's online shop soon. OK ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any latest information or announcement will be updated soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, nak buat keje dah. Walaupun sekolah kecik, kejenye banyak. Nanti kita bercerita pasal sekolah baru, rumah baru, honeymoon trip dan sewaktu dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Bak kata Amir (r**a l***k),  "I'm sorry... Hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-3333878405381817137?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/3333878405381817137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=3333878405381817137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3333878405381817137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3333878405381817137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/01/amir-says-im-sorry.html' title='Amir says,&quot; I&apos;m sorry...&quot;'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-9049212208596827040</id><published>2009-01-07T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:55:32.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New life'/><title type='text'>Ehem, ehem</title><content type='html'>Hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm back!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you all like h*ll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just got my streamyx here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, btw..I'm at my new place now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New place, new environment, new people, new horizon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The brighten side of my new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love u. Will blog again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Am happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hanee*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-9049212208596827040?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/9049212208596827040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=9049212208596827040' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/9049212208596827040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/9049212208596827040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2009/01/ehem-ehem.html' title='Ehem, ehem'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-2270549392974053281</id><published>2008-11-19T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:04:23.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New life'/><title type='text'>Gone for a while</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I'll be going back to my Mr. Husband's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us are already have our headache as for house-for-rent hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment it is there, and moment later it's gone to other's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see tomorrow. And Thursday. Hopefully, luck would be on our side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By hook or by crook, we must get the house before we head off to my PIL's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good when it comes to pack. It's hard for me to choose which one I should bring and which one I should leave at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pack for balik kampung and also for our Jalan-jalan Cari Pasal. So malas. And pening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! By the way, please take care of this space for a while. Will try to keep in touch as much as I could. Mr. Husband, you should do something about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all already. Pray for our safety ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ailebiu,&lt;br /&gt;Hanee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: Email me if you want to 'pesan-pesan'. You know my url right? Change the blogspot to gmail.com. That's all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-2270549392974053281?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/2270549392974053281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=2270549392974053281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/2270549392974053281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/2270549392974053281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/gone-for-while.html' title='Gone for a while'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-8440553484745176598</id><published>2008-11-17T23:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:15:31.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Panjang &amp; membosankan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya kembali lagi. Pemberitahuan: Post ini adalah panjang &amp;amp; membosankan. Sila buat pilihan tepat. Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lihat gambar di bawah. Gambar saya (yg gemuk) itu sewaktu saya berkunjung ke Kuala Terengganu pada Jumaat dan Sabtu yang lepas. Saya telah menginap di Batu Buruk Beach Resort walaupun saya cuba melepaskan diri untuk bermalam di rumah Lini (usaha gagal).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRbABJVII/AAAAAAAAAJs/CCdbaoNbcmw/s1600-h/saya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652932047492226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRbABJVII/AAAAAAAAAJs/CCdbaoNbcmw/s320/saya.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya bersama Lini. Sebenarnya banyak gambar boleh dan perlu diambil tapi kami terlalu leka dengan aktiviti bersama kami sehingga kami lupa untuk bergambar. Ngeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRVHdQtoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/DTIrhrSnBSQ/s1600-h/sayalini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652830965249666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRVHdQtoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/DTIrhrSnBSQ/s320/sayalini.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah hasil tangkapan saya yang pertama di KT. Beg vintage MNG ini dibeli secara murah gila (3 biji RM5!). Saya tangkap 2 beg dan Lini menangkap 1 beg. Satu lagi beg saya sudah dikebas oleh kakak saya. Nampaknya misi kita berjaya, Lini. Kita harus pergi lagi. Alamak, terlupa nak tunjuk si 'tali pinggang' kita yang kiut itu. Lini satu, saya satu. Memang hantu. Saya sayang beg MNG ini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRNvo2jeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fU9uU0LQuX0/s1600-h/bagmng.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652704312331746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRNvo2jeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fU9uU0LQuX0/s320/bagmng.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Keesokannya, saya menunggu Lini di Pasar Payang. Kawan-kawan dewasa saya sungguh tidak sabar dan sangat teruja untuk memborong sutera Terengganu. Saya terpaksa tunggu Lini terlebih dahulu kerana saya perlu ke bank untuk 'cash'. Saya lupa untuk 'mencucuk' wang terlebih dahulu. Alih-alih, kawan-kawan dewasa saya telah selamat memborong sutera-sutera di Pasar Payang. Sabar. Saya ikut susun atur langkah Lini dan akhirnya kami sampai ke destinasi kedai sutera kami. Kasihan Lini, dibuat seperti patung apabila sutera dililit di badannya. Hehe. Tapi hasilnya amat memuaskan. Nah, tengoklah hasil tangkapan saya! (Saya memang hantu sutera walaupun ramai bising kerana ianya perlu digosok dan dicuci tangan. Bukan masalah lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRHJOQq-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/glg3uTJlwOA/s1600-h/sutera.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652590921034722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRHJOQq-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/glg3uTJlwOA/s320/sutera.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ini, hadiah dari mak Lini. Terima kasih. Diimport khas dari err...Mari...Maritonia ke? Betul ke Lini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRAre_GzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9-CELMphmWs/s1600-h/hadiah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652479858907954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRAre_GzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9-CELMphmWs/s320/hadiah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Maaf kerana kedudukan hadiah adalah skema)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lihat kedai itu. Ramainya pelanggan. Beratur ya. Kami beratur lebih dari setengah jam. Berbaloi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGQ6oLTzPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xdvKntmQ8Vw/s1600-h/kopok1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652375891856626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGQ6oLTzPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xdvKntmQ8Vw/s320/kopok1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh berbaloi. Sedap. Sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGQruEFSnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2RuICKAFl0g/s1600-h/kopok2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652119774120562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGQruEFSnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2RuICKAFl0g/s320/kopok2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada nota yang lain (On a different note), saya telah menghadiri kenduri perkahwinan rakan sekelas saya sewaktu di sekolah menengah pada hari Ahad (16 November) yang lepas. Apa yang menariknya, Edayu telah bertemu jodoh dengan Fahmi Wong. Err nama Fahmi sebenarnya saya tak ingat. Saya teruja untuk melihat pasangan pengantin ini. Sungguh tak sangka Fahmi seorang yang peramah walaupun ada sedikit pelat dalam percakapannya. Saya kagum dengan kamu Fahmi. Suami saya lebih pemalu dari kamu ya. Dan yang lebih mengagumkan ialah... Kakak Edayu telah berkahwin dengan seorang lelaki berketurunan India. Wah, sungguh meriah keluarga Edayu ini. Tiga bangsa bersatu dalam satu keluarga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGOwOAXYFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/i2gs7EOhYqg/s1600-h/wedayu2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269649998044684370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGOwOAXYFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/i2gs7EOhYqg/s320/wedayu2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGO7KM0usI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZkkX5o21THU/s1600-h/wedayu1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269650186001758914" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGO7KM0usI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZkkX5o21THU/s320/wedayu1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kepada Edayu dan Fahmi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Pengantin Baru. Semoga berkekalan abadi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nota kaki: Lini, tunggu kedatanganku untuk sutera ala-ala country ya. Heha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-8440553484745176598?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/8440553484745176598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=8440553484745176598' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/8440553484745176598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/8440553484745176598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/panjang-membosankan.html' title='Panjang &amp; membosankan'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSGRbABJVII/AAAAAAAAAJs/CCdbaoNbcmw/s72-c/saya.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-4325794100975168811</id><published>2008-11-16T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:09:26.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Handbag'/><title type='text'>Duffle bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSAMo98X2fI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Mab-jtmjXdo/s1600-h/10435front%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269225461985565170" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSAMo98X2fI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Mab-jtmjXdo/s320/10435front%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want this duffle bag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know this is not the latest collection but I don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm looking for this bag since last month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Huih, mana nak cari bag?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pre-owned pun ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dah ngigau-ngigau dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hurm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-4325794100975168811?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/4325794100975168811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=4325794100975168811' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/4325794100975168811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/4325794100975168811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/duffle-bag.html' title='Duffle bag'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SSAMo98X2fI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Mab-jtmjXdo/s72-c/10435front%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-347203820593869188</id><published>2008-11-16T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:15:57.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>Alamak.</title><content type='html'>Hi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lama x update ye. Bukan taknak, tapi sibuk sikit di hari-hari terakhir di sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumaat lepas, saya ke Terengganu. Ada mesyuarat Perancang Sekolah. Saya tak terlibat pun. Kata nak pindah tapi saya mengikut je. Saya jalan-jalan cari pasal kat sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumpa Lini. Best jalan-jalan. Beli beg 3 biji RM5 tau! Jangan jeles. Vintage lagi. Nak tengok? Nanti saya upload ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergi shopping Pasar Payang hari Sabtu sebelum balik. Mujur ada Lini. Shopping lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam perjalanan balik, singgah nak beli keropok lekor. Kedai tersohor. Berbaris nak beli setengah jam. Penat. Tapi layan je la. Bukan selalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat Lini,&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih ya kerana menemani saya selama di sana. Air gelas besar akan dikunjung lagi ya. Terima kasih buat Mak Lini. Hadiah itu sungguh best. Nanti pos ya hadiah bersama itu. InsyaAllah kami akan ke sana lagi. Kirim salam pada Mak dan Aqilah dan tak lupa juga pada Pokcik. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam sayang,&lt;br /&gt;Hanee*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-347203820593869188?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/347203820593869188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=347203820593869188' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/347203820593869188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/347203820593869188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/alamak.html' title='Alamak.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-6694164602282864797</id><published>2008-11-12T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:03:13.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Rutin</title><content type='html'>Saya terfikir sendirian. Apakah rutin harian saya selama ini? Apakah yang saya lakukan setiap hari tanpa jemu? &lt;a href="http://marlizaradzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wanita ini&lt;/a&gt; bercerita mengenai rutin hariannya dan berkongsi dengan kami yang gemar menjenguknya. Tapi, rasanya saya ingin mengubah sedikit isi penceritaan saya mengenai rutin harian. Kalau &lt;a href="http://marlizaradzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;dia&lt;/a&gt; memperkata mengenai &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rutin harian yang digemarinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, saya ingin bercerita mengenai &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;rutin harian saya pada minggu ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Ya, sepanjang minggu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Saya gemar menunggu panggilan atau sms dari suami saya di awal pagi sebelum ke sekolah. Rasanya tidak pernah dia terlupa untuk berbuat demekian sepanjang minggu ini. Bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Saya gemar memandu kereta sambil mendengar radio. Selalunya saya mendengar celoteh Nana dan Adi di pagi hari. Agak sunyi tanpa kedengaran suara Keeran di kala pagi minggu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Saya akan pastikan pengambilan ubat homeopati saya sebanyak 5-7 kali sehari tidak terganggu. Saya tidaklah sakit cuma mahu menjaga kesihatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Saya akan turun ke kantin seawal pukul 8 lebih, terpulang mengikut jadual. Tapi sebelum pukul 10 pagi. Apa yang saya cari? Milo saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Saya akan ke kelas anak-anak saya (Tahun 1) untuk 'bertanya khabar' sambil berborak-borak dengan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Saya pulang ke rumah dalam keadaan kenyang kerana sepanjang minggu ini kebanyakan kelas mengadakan jamuan akhir tahun. Termasuklah hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Saya gemar melewati blog-blog kegemaran saya sebelum saya terfikir untuk berblog. Termasuklah blog-blog 'butik-butik online' kegemaran saya. Terdapat lebih 50 butik kegemaran saya buat waktu ini. Tak perlu bersusah payah untuk membeli-belah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Saya tidak pernah lupa bertanya kepada suami saya sepanjang minggu ini setiap hari, "Abang, you happy kan I pindah tempat you?". Walhal jawapan itu sudah lama diketahui. Dan dia sendiri tahu apa tersirat di kalbu saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Minum air masak 1 gelas sekurang-kurangnya sebelum tidur kerana saya akan haus sewaktu bermimpi. Betul. Saya tak tipu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Saya menghitung hari-hari terakhir saya di sini dan setiap kali itulah saya akan menangis. Pantang orang bertanya soal pindah (terutama mereka di sekolah), saya akan terus menangis. Walaupun Guru Besar saya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edisi saya tamat di sini. Anda bagaimana? Apakah rutin &lt;a href="http://azieaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;ibu mengandung&lt;/a&gt;? Apakah rutin &lt;a href="http://www.chicsinred.com/blog/"&gt;Kakak yang manis ini&lt;/a&gt;? Dan rutin-rutin anda semua? Saya hanya cikgu. Rutin biasa sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, saya terlepas pandang. Tapi tak bermakna saya lupa.&lt;br /&gt;Semalam, 11 November. Selamat Hari Lahir &lt;a href="http://selamberjer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seri&lt;/a&gt;. Moga dipanjangkan umur.&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, 12 November. Selamat Hari Lahir Fain. Moga dipanjangkan umur jua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh lagi. Saya tidaklah baik sangat. Tapi saya tidak se-tidak-baik 'anda'. (Hanya 'anda' yang tahu)&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu di mana Menteri Pelajaran akan mengumumkan keputusan UPSR esok. Bukan di sekolah saya. Tapi sudah dekat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya kecut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-6694164602282864797?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/6694164602282864797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=6694164602282864797' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6694164602282864797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6694164602282864797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/rutin.html' title='Rutin'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5134941103555013276</id><published>2008-11-11T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:14:43.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambles</title><content type='html'>Two posts within an hour. Nothing much but only my random rambles of tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking scared to get the idea of leaving my alma mater to the new one early next year. I am super cool living here, enjoying my moment teaching at my super cool school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to feel excited to move to our new house soon. To be frank, I start to list down all the things that we need for our house; be it from living room to our bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew some of the closest teachers at my school will throw a farewell party (hi-tea)for me tomorrow. It should be a surprise one but I knew it already. Hehe. My Great Friend even asked me what I want (as a present) because her class will gonna have a farewell party tomorrow at school. (Saya mahu kuali yang itu). Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking how I will survive for 2 weeks without any Internet connection at my PIL's. (Sigh..thinking of Celcom Broadband but I don't think I have to bring along my lappy there because later we'll be going somewhere for vacation. And we'll straight back to my house for Aidiladha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too lazy to pack my belongings here to bring them to our house. Baju kurung dah 2 kotak. Malas ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why yoga is banned for Muslims? I never practice Yoga and I don't know if there is any spiritual chants have been practiced. But if I practice Yoga, I'll follow only the steps for stretching and exercising. Tell me the exact reason please. It depends on our 'nawaitu' right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama is handsome, isn't he? He has his own aura and charisma. His speech's really soothing my ears. Bomoh apakah dia pakai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my lil student asked me today,&lt;strong&gt;"Teacher, what is sex?"&lt;/strong&gt; (Mental image: My frozen face.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to kurus but I am super lazy to diet myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will miss you all here when I go to my PIL's these coming few weeks. I'll feel like I'm having asthma if I don't belek-belek your blogs everyday. I visit your blog everyday ok. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramble #11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 11th. And I have only 2 days left to be at my school. Yesterday, I was bursting into tears when they asked me about the transfer. Gosh, if only I could 'heret-seret' my school, my family here to my new place. Impossible. And on the last day at school, I'll kecut perut waiting for UPSR result. It's ok if we won't be the 1st in our state. It's ok if we won't be the second best school in Malaysia. As long as the 'deserved' got what they deserved for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sedihla nak tukar sekolah ni. Ini serius! Apa yang penting? Kerjasama!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonderpet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5134941103555013276?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5134941103555013276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5134941103555013276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5134941103555013276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5134941103555013276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/rambles.html' title='Rambles'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-2542068776222416088</id><published>2008-11-11T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:27:32.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagging game'/><title type='text'>The third</title><content type='html'>This is the third tagging game in a row for these 2 days. So, hold yourself or you can choose the other way. =)&lt;a href="http://www.chicsinred.com/blog/"&gt;She&lt;/a&gt; tagged me again. So, enjoy reading it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Tag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every question is referring to one person.&lt;br /&gt;-En Zaliazuar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the relationship of you and him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- My husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your 5 impressions towards him/her&lt;br /&gt;- Penyabar&lt;br /&gt;- Penyayang&lt;br /&gt;- Pendengar yang setia&lt;br /&gt;- Pemurah&lt;br /&gt;- Pengkreatif- pandai bab-bab buat kad, deco-deco ni bagi kat dia la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The most memorable things he/she had done for you.&lt;br /&gt;- Terlalu banyak untuk disebut. Banyak kali buat surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable things he/she have said to you?&lt;br /&gt;"I know I am not the first person in your life but let me be the last one to make you happy as long as I am still alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If he/she become your lover, you will…&lt;br /&gt;- Always be his lover. Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your enemy, you will…&lt;br /&gt;- Be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, he has to improve on…&lt;br /&gt;- Giving me more tips to buy what I want. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she become your enemy, the reason is…&lt;br /&gt;- Don't tell me about the third person. I am the new KILL BILL Vol 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The most desirable thing to do on him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;- Erk! Tidak sopan di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The overall impression of him/her is…&lt;br /&gt;- He is My Mr Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;- Good question. Some of them think that I am kinda sweet, friendly, loud and funny. Some of them think that I am fugly and dull. Some of them really like to cakap perli-perli in their blogs about me. Aku tau la cuma malas nak balas balik. Tanak aku jadi macam kau. Aku bukan brand/cap itu. Sungguh tak cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The character of you for yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;- Tak suka bila orang cakap "Tengokla nanti."&lt;br /&gt;- Marah bila perlu sahaja tapi cepat cool balik.&lt;br /&gt;- Suka tengok cara orang. Can trace their personalities.&lt;br /&gt;- Suka kanak-kanak tapi tak pernah basuh berak budak.Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;- Peramah.&lt;br /&gt;- Orang cakap manja. Nampak sangat anak bongsu. Tapi saya manja agaknya.&lt;br /&gt;- Mudah menangis tapi kejap je sebab penat.&lt;br /&gt;- Tak suka susahkan orang.&lt;br /&gt;- Suka cakap banyak. Macam sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;-Mudah menangis. Takde cara lain ke untuk cool kan diri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?&lt;br /&gt;-Err, nobody because nobody is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. For the people who likes you, say something about them&lt;br /&gt;-Thank you. Marilah kita berbaik-baik sesama kita sebab tak rugi apa-apa pun. Kita hidup hanya sekali, hargailah orang yang menghargai kita. Dan terima kasih kepada yang suka mengutuk atau mengumpat kepada saya kerana pahala anda sedang menuju ke arah saya. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ten people to tag:&lt;br /&gt;1 – 7 sama macam the Second Tag&lt;br /&gt;8 . Shahril&lt;br /&gt;9. Faruq&lt;br /&gt;10. Sis Ilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who is no. 2 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;- Her husband. Zaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is no. 3 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;- Female and taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If no. 7 and no. 10 were together, would it be a good thing&lt;br /&gt;- Err, they don't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How about no. 5 and 8?&lt;br /&gt;-No. 5 is taken ok. No. 8..I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;- IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;- No she’s not. Happily married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Say something about no. 6&lt;br /&gt;- Sungguh baik hati. Sedia memberi bantuan kepada saya. Best dia punya handbags collection. Dan dia adalah sangat gorjes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish. It's time for them to do the tag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-2542068776222416088?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/2542068776222416088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=2542068776222416088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/2542068776222416088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/2542068776222416088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/third.html' title='The third'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-8603347769412584507</id><published>2008-11-10T10:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:26:34.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagging game'/><title type='text'>Tagging Game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First Tag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.cutefrog78.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Azlina&lt;/a&gt; few days back. I was too busy with my workload. And today, I am crazy to have tagging games here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time : 10.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : NUR $H4H4NEEM MOHD K4$$IM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters : We are the 4 musketeers (yours truly is the youngest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers : My one and only big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size : 6 or 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height : 165cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live : My hometown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane : Yupps! Twice in a week in last month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean : Ngeee.............ri. Takut air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school : Rasanya tak pernah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone’s heart : Yes. Evil me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair : Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call : Yes. Malam ni pun kut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails : For sure lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like : Dipenuhi dengan hadiah-hadiah kawin yang akan diangkut tak lama lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s right beside you: Milo Beckham, Handphone, ASTRO remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate : Nasi putih + Gulai ikan tongkol + Sambal tumis ikan bilis. Ya, saya gemuk-gemuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox : Tatau la. Have to ask my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat : Few months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches : Nak ke? Banyak ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Believe in love at first sight : Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person you danced with : My Standard 1 pupils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile : Kak Chics and Azie. Reading their comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at : Takde kut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you…to someone you like : Did what? Sakit hati ? YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone : Yes. My lil niece-Sufia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick : Alhamdulillah. I am fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex : That's a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone : Yes. Mr Husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: Biawak. Orang yang menyusahkan saya. Sama lah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing : Yes. I only write in black ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted : No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in : 5 starts hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now : Not shirt but Baju kurung- green one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person : I am that type of person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets : No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on : I can't sleep with that TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now : Calming myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth : Until now..Im OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father : Anak bapak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy : 70% daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex : No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to : Mr Husband. And my BFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time : I'm loud tapi still sopan. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident : I have low-self esteem. Need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;Was in Form 4.&lt;br /&gt;Was having my 1st serious boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Was rejecting MRSM offer. So stupid!&lt;br /&gt;Was having my first spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;Chatting-MIRC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if i were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;Pay my debt- all debts!&lt;br /&gt;Perform Hajj with Mr Husband and our two families.&lt;br /&gt;Invest more here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Have my own institution -Family&lt;br /&gt;Study abroad, buy all the things that my loved ones and I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;Merajuk&lt;br /&gt;Sikit-sikit nangis&lt;br /&gt;My poor time management.&lt;br /&gt;Always have negative imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;Malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I’ve lived/living:&lt;br /&gt;My hometown&lt;br /&gt;UTP-Tronoh...Parit is being added.&lt;br /&gt;IPDA- Jitra&lt;br /&gt;Kuala Lipis&lt;br /&gt;Bukit Jelutong &amp;amp; Damansara Perdana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I feel grateful:&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateul because I am still the way I am&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateful because I still have my mummy and daddy&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateful because I am still strong to worship to Allah&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateful because I am happy with my life, my love and my world right now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateful because I am still strong to work and earn money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people I would like to tag...&lt;br /&gt;Azie&lt;br /&gt;Kak Chics&lt;br /&gt;En Vampire&lt;br /&gt;Kak Yanie&lt;br /&gt;Marliza&lt;br /&gt;You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing time-11.20am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.chicsinred.com/blog/"&gt;Cik Adik Manis&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and today is my Tagging Game day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rule:&lt;br /&gt;1. Copy the tag to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRhOQ6JjRrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hZLXDvnjVeQ/s1600-h/breastcancer%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267045816603985586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRhOQ6JjRrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hZLXDvnjVeQ/s320/breastcancer%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Add the link the person who share the tag with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nominate at least 7 others blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll nominate or tag...&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://azieaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Azie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://zamanfadd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fadd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://juazlan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jua&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;a href="http://niniess-passion.blogspot.com//"&gt;Kak Ninie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;a href="http://snowiffy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Yanie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;a href="http://ladyverde.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Verde&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;a href="http://www.cutefrog78.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cik Katak Cute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nak tag &lt;a href="http://www.chicsinred.com/blog/"&gt;Cik Adik Manis&lt;/a&gt; balik..hahahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Tag:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, esoklah sambung..Panjang sgt nih!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-8603347769412584507?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/8603347769412584507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=8603347769412584507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/8603347769412584507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/8603347769412584507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagging-game.html' title='Tagging Game!'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRhOQ6JjRrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hZLXDvnjVeQ/s72-c/breastcancer%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5024039466320051645</id><published>2008-11-10T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:08:29.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>Pissed.</title><content type='html'>I am really pissed off right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed off because someone else did something bad to my work.&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed off I will be the one to be blamed to something that I didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed off because that someone ruined my work.&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed of because the others will have "Is this your work?" plastered on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked hard to make it perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I even got complained from Mr Husband for doing so much work at home.&lt;br /&gt;And I should be happy and relief because I did complete my work.&lt;br /&gt;But it turns out...I am very sad. Frustrated looking at my work.&lt;br /&gt;What that somebody did to my work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that happened this morning when the event is happening today. Right now.&lt;br /&gt;I cried in front of my Great Friend.&lt;br /&gt;I feel worse. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing can be done to undo the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Great Friend consoled me and tried to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;I am stupid crying in front of my students.&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't endure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;For some people they understand my situation right now.&lt;br /&gt;And they know my work.&lt;br /&gt;And they know how I do my work.&lt;br /&gt;But to the Boss?&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;I have to see him soon to clarify the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;Because of somebody else, I have to responsible for the terrible work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;With swollen eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And with Beckham Milo.&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Need to have my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am still pissed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5024039466320051645?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5024039466320051645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5024039466320051645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5024039466320051645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5024039466320051645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/pissed.html' title='Pissed.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5005020607954187050</id><published>2008-11-09T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:28:47.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New life'/><title type='text'>Tiada tajuk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRb9rqefqLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aUa7tup9YJE/s1600-h/try.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266675740834769074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRb9rqefqLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aUa7tup9YJE/s320/try.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sila lihat notis ini. Saya telah berjaya untuk bertukar ke tempat suami saya. Suami saya adalah orang yang paling gembira dan bahagia di dunia dengan keputusan ini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bagaimana dengan saya? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ya, saya gembira kerana dapat tinggal bersama dengan suami saya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya gembira dapat merasai hidup berdikari membina keluarga sendiri.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya terlalu teruja untuk menyiapkan rumah baru kami walhal rumah itu belum lagi wujud. Err, saya tak pasti di mana kami akan menyewa. Rumah sendiri? Kami belum pasti di mana kami akan menetap secara tetap sebenarnya. Akan difikir kemudian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tapi,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya sungguh sedih untuk tinggalkan keluarga saya di sini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya sungguh sedih untuk tidak tinggal sebumbung dengan daddy saya lagi. Benar, saya anak bapak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya sungguh sedih untuk tinggalkan sekolah saya yang amat saya sayangi sekarang. Saya menjadi guru di sekolah pertama saya mendapat ilmu. Sekolah lama saya. Nostalgia bermakna buat diri saya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya sedih kerana saya akan berpisah dengan rakan-rakan kerja saya yang telah saya anggap seperti saudara sendiri. Saya adalah adik bongsu di tempat kerja. Boleh dibayangkan betapa saya dimanjakan di tempat kerja saya. Dan saya sememangnya suka bermanja dengan mereka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya sungguh sedih kerana akan hilang suatu 'environment' dan budaya kerja yang sungguh bagus dan tidak terdapat di tempat lain. Kami sekolah kategori Luar Bandar. Tapi kami berjaya mendapat 106 orang murid cemerlang 5A dalam UPSR tahun 2007. Tahun ini? Belum pasti. Saya sudah kecut perut menunggu 13 November ini. Apa-apa keputusan saya terima.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sebenarnya, hati saya berat untuk pergi. Alangkah bahagianya saya sekiranya suami saya dapat bertukar ke tempat saya. Tapi saya tidak mahu mengambil risiko kesusahan untuk dia mendapat tempat di negeri ini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Akan tetapi, tempat seorang isteri adalah di sisi suami. Maka, saya akan pergi juga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sedih + Gembira = Saya tetap akan pergi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya sudah poyo. Esok sambung kes tagging-menagging ya. Sabar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5005020607954187050?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5005020607954187050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5005020607954187050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5005020607954187050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5005020607954187050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/tiada-tajuk.html' title='Tiada tajuk.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRb9rqefqLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aUa7tup9YJE/s72-c/try.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-1473519414543544482</id><published>2008-11-04T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:55:53.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Attention to Elani Zuliana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;To: Elani Zuliana Mohd Kassim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRBfA9EnStI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CCQLIwDpVqo/s1600-h/joe+402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264812434394663634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRBfA9EnStI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CCQLIwDpVqo/s320/joe+402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy birthday you look the same,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few wrinkles, nothing to shame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all lose our external beauty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Growing internally is our duty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy birthday you look the same,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time is flying by, who should we blame?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aging can’t be all that bad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More experiences, you get to add.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy birthday you look the same,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From a distance, I see your flame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I look and see your eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharp as ever; calm and wise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By Martin Dejnicki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRBe3HDw5nI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YvhrFFCm3kw/s1600-h/joe+447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264812265276761714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRBe3HDw5nI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YvhrFFCm3kw/s320/joe+447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 38th birthday to my dear sister. You still look younger than your age and don't worry your new wrinkle always there to remark your new age! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you and may Allah bless your everyday undertakings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You still rock babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hugs and kisses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your not so lil' sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;XOXOX&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/7220050938392771385-1473519414543544482?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/1473519414543544482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=1473519414543544482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1473519414543544482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1473519414543544482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/attention-to-elani-zuliana.html' title='Attention to Elani Zuliana'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SRBfA9EnStI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CCQLIwDpVqo/s72-c/joe+402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-8283972998436215831</id><published>2008-11-03T20:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:46:22.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>GEMUK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya terasa ingin berblog dalam bahasa ibunda saya setelah saya lewat ke &lt;a href="http://marlizaradzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt; siang tadi. Saya amat tertarik dengan coretan beliau pada kali ini. Sungguh menarik isi coretannya pada kali ini. GEMUK. Ah, suatu fakta yang banyak mengganggu kehidupan seharian saya. Setiap hari saya belek-belek diri saya di hadapan cermin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila &lt;a href="http://marlizaradzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;dia&lt;/a&gt; mengatakan dia GEMUK, saya berasa diri saya adalah gemuk-gemuk (kata ganda). &lt;a href="http://marlizaradzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beliau&lt;/a&gt; sukakan kata ganda ini. Hehe. Beratnya mungkin belum mencecah 50kg tapi saya sudah melepasinya dengan jayanya! Wah, pencapaian yang sungguh memberangsangkan! Hebat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Menurut hati saya, rasa kelaparan dan kegelupuran saya hanyalah berstatus sederhana sebelum saya disahkan menjadi isteri En Zaliazuar. En Zaliazuar adalah amat sukakan pada makanan. Berilah apa sahaja pasti senyuman sentiasa diberikan kepada saya dan MAKANAN. Tapi yang tidak enaknya, badannya tidak berubah. Beratnya pun tidaklah naik seperti saya. Haih (mengeluh untuk diri sendiri).... Agaknya dia telah memindahkan sebahagian karbohidrat dan lemak yang tidak diperlukan kepada saya. Tanda kasih sayang cintanya pada saya. Hihu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saya berasa berat badan saya bertambah sejak selepas Raya. Maklumlah juadah enak-enak belaka. Untuk menambahkan bukti kegemukan saya, tahun ini saya beraya Aidilfitri di rumah mentua saya. IM (= MIL) amat sukakan memasak. Jadi, saya adalah dengan rela menjadi mangsa untuk setiap hidangan yag disajikan. Sambil menolong sambil makan. Ngee.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebulan puasa Ramadhan, saya tidak makan dengan jumlah yang banyak. Pendek kata, terlalu sederhana. Tak pernah berbuka di luar melainkan di airport menunggu Encik Suami datang menjemput saya. Bersahur pun, hanya minum air (nutrisi yang berkhasiat). Itu sahaja. Mungkin lebih sedikit waktu berbuka sewaktu Encik Suami balik ke rumah hujung minggu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yang pastinya, saya terlalu sukakan Milo Beckham saya. Boleh dikatakan setiap hari, wajib untuk saya. Milo kosong yang pekat tanpa gula. Tanpa susu. Milo semata-mata. Wahh, lazatnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79Oxhv4QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/m2T1LE3cjwo/s1600-h/milo-c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264423444697571586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79Oxhv4QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/m2T1LE3cjwo/s320/milo-c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Milo saya ini dinamakan Milo Beckham kerana mug nya adalah Mug Beckham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yang pastinya, selepas puasa rasa lapar saya menjadi-jadi. Maka, dengan ini saya isytiharkan diri saya Gemuk-Gemuk. Tengoklah. Bukti-bukti ada di sini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79wlh_kBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/n_foPq2iB8Q/s1600-h/raya-c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264424025592926226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79wlh_kBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/n_foPq2iB8Q/s320/raya-c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tengoklah pipi saya yang gemuk-gemuk itu. Oh, itu pelajar saya. Bukan En Zaliazuar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79ow33VLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qqs2WqjsCoQ/s1600-h/monster-c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264423891198497970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79ow33VLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qqs2WqjsCoQ/s320/monster-c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79ieqG3rI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WMoQo4iEwuM/s1600-h/lilo-c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264423783229742770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79ieqG3rI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WMoQo4iEwuM/s320/lilo-c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ784pB9bGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UmSk5tXbfBA/s1600-h/kino-c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264423064459635810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ784pB9bGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UmSk5tXbfBA/s320/kino-c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saya suka dua gambar ini. Saya nampak gemuk (bukan kata ganda) sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79CfbvHxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/f7hC4Qrgjd4/s1600-h/jacksparrow-c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264423233682087698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79CfbvHxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/f7hC4Qrgjd4/s320/jacksparrow-c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba teka berat saya...Kalau betul saya beri hadiah! Ya, ini bukan sekadar mainan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ78s7wb0PI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lkLT7sxGX6k/s1600-h/daddy-c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264422863327973618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ78s7wb0PI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lkLT7sxGX6k/s320/daddy-c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, ini gambar Daddy saya sewaktu muda. Kacak kan? Sudah tentu. Menjadi kegilaan gadis-gadis era 60an termasuklah mummy saya. Err, sekadar iklan sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian.Terima kasih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &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/7220050938392771385-8283972998436215831?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/8283972998436215831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=8283972998436215831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/8283972998436215831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/8283972998436215831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/11/gemuk.html' title='GEMUK?'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQ79Oxhv4QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/m2T1LE3cjwo/s72-c/milo-c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-6691722463495823353</id><published>2008-10-29T23:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:56:03.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><title type='text'>Yes, they are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's nearly a month has passed my birthday and yet I don't have any of my wishlists in my hands. Yes, they are actually not my birthday wishlists but more to my everyday and the most desirable materials that I wish them to be mine. It may take a long time or vice versa for me to get them on my own but I'll try to grab them all. As i wished kan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiDwyZa3bI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9YSAgnZ83s8/s1600-h/canon+eos1000d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262601038767775154" style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiDwyZa3bI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9YSAgnZ83s8/s320/canon+eos1000d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CANON EOS 1000D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiC3A5UQyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/vfbmZnq3v30/s1600-h/vaio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262600046227243810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiC3A5UQyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/vfbmZnq3v30/s320/vaio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VAIO CR - VGN-CR353/R in Blazing Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiCuxUWV_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/lT04SQYU3hs/s1600-h/Monogram_Mini_Lin_Speedy%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262599904606705650" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiCuxUWV_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/lT04SQYU3hs/s320/Monogram_Mini_Lin_Speedy%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LV Mini Lin Speedy 30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiChG53NeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jT2H4PX07W8/s1600-h/Tahitienne_PM_pink%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262599669883024866" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiChG53NeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jT2H4PX07W8/s320/Tahitienne_PM_pink%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LV Tahitienne PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not too many but still they cost me a bomb! I don't think Mr Husband has time to peek here. And of course, he knows nothing about this. No, I don't want to dig his pocket to fulfill my dreams here. Sooner, we'll move to our house so I guess we will need more investment for the house. Plus, by the end of this year we have a sweet and not so surprised plan for both of us and it also costs us too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my dreams will come true. Alaah, kuatnya berangan! Takpelah. Saya suka hati begini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...ok tak wishlists saya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-6691722463495823353?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/6691722463495823353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=6691722463495823353' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6691722463495823353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6691722463495823353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-they-are.html' title='Yes, they are.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SQiDwyZa3bI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9YSAgnZ83s8/s72-c/canon+eos1000d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-6489595587800060960</id><published>2008-10-24T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:20:53.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Just for my FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>I was blog-hopped that other day and I found something. I wasn't sure the owner of the blog but I lover her piece of interesting post and I want to share here with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my friends who are… SINGLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is like a butterfly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more you chase it, the more it excludes you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love can make you happy but often it hurts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love’s only special when you give it to someone who’s really worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So take your time and choose the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… NOT SO SINGLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love isn’t about becoming somebody else’s perfect person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s about finding someone who helps you become the person you can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never say “I Love You” if you don’t care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never talk about feelings if  they aren’t there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never look in the eye when all you do is lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love&lt;br /&gt;when he doesn’t intend to catch her fall;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it works both ways…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… MARRIED......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not about “It’s your fault”, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“I’m sorry”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not “Where are you”, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“I’m right here”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not “How could you”, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“I understand”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“I wish youwere”, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, " I’m thankful you are”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… ENGAGED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent togetherbut how good you are for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… HEARTBROKEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heartbreaks…&lt;br /&gt;Last as long as you want, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cut as deep as you allow them to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… NAIVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to be in love…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fall but don’t stumble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be consistent but not too persistent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Share and never be unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Understand and try not to demand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get hurt but never keeps the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… POSSESSIVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… AFRAID TO CONFESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love hurts when you break up with someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who are… STILL HOLDING ON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sad thing about life is when you meet someone and fall in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only to find in the end that it was never meant to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that you have wasted years on someone who wasn’t worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If he/she isn’t worth it now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he’s/she’s not going to be worth it a year or 10 years from now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let Go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My wish for you is a man/woman whose love is honest, strong, mature, never-changing,uplifting, protective, encouraging, rewarding andunselfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the 4th type- MARRIED right now. I am happy and very grateful to have such a wonderful husband in my life. I was the 6th type- HEARTBROKEN. And it hurt me so much. It will last forever if you won't let the pain go away from you. So I moved from the dark sorrow of life to the brighten side of my new life. So, now you may know the meaning of my blog title. Before I was the 6th type, I was the last type- STILL HOLDING ON. I was trying hard to make our relationship stand strong but I was not strong enough. I was alone there while the other person was never care much about what we had. At the end, I left that person and it broke my heart. It was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in THE BRIGHTEN SIDE OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading everyone. Be grateful with what you have right now. I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-6489595587800060960?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/6489595587800060960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=6489595587800060960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6489595587800060960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6489595587800060960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-for-my-friends.html' title='Just for my FRIENDS'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-1093453096213327686</id><published>2008-10-22T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:35:43.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagging game'/><title type='text'>I've been tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.chicsinred.com/blog/"&gt;She&lt;/a&gt; tagged me few days back when I was away for a school trip. And I just realised that this is my first Tagging Game in this blog. Giler lama x main tag-tag orang nih.. So, let's start the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any 1 questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by and continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- With the proof in my hands, I'll say goodbye. If killing isn't a sin, that would be my action on the spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hooh.. To be happy every single day with my loved ones and to get everything that I want. Banyaklah kalau nak listkan kat sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Orang yang sungguh berdengki-dengki dengan saya. Get a life weh! Tapikan, kick aje tak cukup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To get another a billion dollars. Gila tamak..Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your bestfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- H*ll no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Loving someone whom loves you more than you do is totally a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you asked me few years back, I would say,"I'll wait for you for the rest of my life." But now,if you love me, what are you waiting for? Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Akan kujauhkan diri walaupun mahu. What you give, you get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you pray each day for your loved one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Diampunkan dosa-dosa mereka, kebahagiaan mereka, kesejateraan hidup mereka, kesihatan mereka, kekayaan mereka..satukan mata jiwa hati dan cinta kami. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When someone broke his/her promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sihat tubuh badan. Tidak gemok. Tidak kurus. Ada keluarga yang bahagia. Husband and kids with me. Have money to get what I want. Job: Maybe a lecturer. Upgrade la skit kan. Lebih matang dan lebih bijak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you really want at the moment of responding to this tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nak makan Kerabu Mango &amp;amp; nak tido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Beliau seorang yang sungguh kelakar dengan idea-idea lawaknya yang spontan. Kadang-kadang beliau tidak berniat untuk berlawak jenaka tapi statementnya menjadi kelakar kerana beliau! Saya amat senang mengenalinya walaupun hanya secara virtual. Tidak pernah berjumpa akan tetapi kelazatan kuih rayanya sudah dapat dirasai oleh saya!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married but poor. Tapi betul ke kita diberi pilihan begitu haa? Kalaupun miskin duit harta, mungkin kaya bab lain. Kan? Dunia Tuhan ni luas. Mana-mana ada rezeki untuk kita. Miskin kalau malas berusaha. Nasihat plak dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Where is my "Today's List"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ohh, crap. No! Learn from mistakes babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The one that you cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It depends on that person. I did forgive some of them but did they make it right to you? No. So now you want me to forget? Lu pikir la sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Relationship. Do you feel good if you alone? Tell me..Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you leave your family behind just to chase your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for the offer. But I say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging targets:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://juazlan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jua&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://zamanfadd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fadd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://marlizaradzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Puan Marliza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://ladyverde.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Verde&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.cutefrog78.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Lin a.k.a. Katak_Cute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat ye..Jangan tak buat! Banyak nak update. Time je tak berapa nak cukup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everybody! Ailabiu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-1093453096213327686?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/1093453096213327686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=1093453096213327686' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1093453096213327686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1093453096213327686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged!'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5366162774278829798</id><published>2008-10-14T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:00:18.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><title type='text'>WISHLIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my previous post, I've said something about my wishlist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here my TOP 2 current wishes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. To have everything that I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2. To be HAPPY every single day with loved ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotcha! Hehehe..Will reveal soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tah-tah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7220050938392771385-5366162774278829798?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5366162774278829798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5366162774278829798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5366162774278829798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5366162774278829798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/10/wishlist.html' title='WISHLIST'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7050308942589460346</id><published>2008-10-11T21:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:11:39.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>All in One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDKwSvep2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/brQjZmLs2Sg/s1600-h/PICT0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255923696154879842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDKwSvep2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/brQjZmLs2Sg/s320/PICT0762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, peeps! I'm back! Hehehe... After a long silence (more than 2 weeks), I'm here blogging again. I'm sorry. I was very busy during last days of Ramadhan and I just came back from Mr Husband's this morning. Very exhausted and tiring for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, where should I start first? Pre-raya right? This raya, as promised, it is my husband's turn to balik kampung for beraya. Last year, a group of his family came to my house for a 'merisik' ceremony. So, this year it's my turn to celebrate Eid in Parit. So, on Friday (26th Sept) I flew to KL where he fetched me at LCCT. And guess what had happened? I had to wait for him for almost 1 and 1/2 hour! At last, I had my buke puasa alone at the LCCT with no seat! Berdiri sambil pegang ice tea yang tak sedap + tuna puff yang ntah pape rasanya dengan rege RM17.00! The saddest part was, I heard an announcement of iftar but I didn't know exactly the time for iftar. Dia cakap kejap lagi ke sekarang ek? So, I waited for a while until I saw a Malay guy was smoking in front of me. Barulah saya bukak puasa.. Sedih tak? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make it more interesting, I met someone who was a close friend of mine (boyfriend?) while I was waiting for Mr. Husband. He just came back from his place (tempat koje dia somewhere in East Coast) and he came to me to say hello. This was our first meeting after 5 years kut. Oh, well... Life goes on right? He's married. And yours truly too. And I don't mind if we meet again in the future. Because I am happy with my life now. So, after a quick chat, Mr. Husband called me. Tulah, sapa suruh lambat? Kan dah sangkut kat highway.. We said goodbye and I headed to Mr. Husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to Parit the next day. I thought we would need to do house cleaning and baking some biskut raya however everything has been done by my MIL. Semuanya dia buat sendiri. Perfect! So, I just helped her during cooking for Iftar and nothing else to do except laundry. Bosan jugakla sebabnya saya tak reti duk diam-diam tengok tv. Nak bertenet pon takde streamyx. Macam menggelupor jugakla bak kata Kak Chics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the eve of Eid, me, my MIL, my SIL and Mr. Husband ready kat dapur from 9 am to cook for raya. My MIL cooked rendang and Mr. Husband cooked Kerutub/ Kerutuk? Daging (masakan Kelantan). Yours truly masak Gulai Ayam Bahtera. This special menu is a must for our family on the first raya. Since this is my very first raya in Parit, so I brought along all the ingredients from my hometown. Hehe. Nasib baik menjadi kalau tak naya ayam 3 ekor tuh...Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malam raya, my FIL told us that there would be Takbir from house to house and ours would be one of them. I was surprised to see that all my BILs and including Mr. Husband took part at the kitchen. Ada yang sediakan lemang, letak kuih raya dalam balang, sediakan air, pinggan mangkuk and we- the ladies only helped them. Agaknya macam ni kalau adik-beradik semua lelaki. Best kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagi raya, everybody was busy to ready for Solat Aidilfitri. I wasn't going because I was having little Diarrhea. Makan banyak sangat! Mr. Husband and me were ready in white and I was nervous for Salam-Mohon Maaf di Pagi Aidilfitri. This is our first Aidilfitri as husband and wife and takotnya nak salam minta maaf. Takot nangis jek. Hehe. I called my parents and wished them Selamat Hari Raya-Mohon Maaf. And also, I managed to be cool. Tak nangis ok! This was my first time celebrating Eid far from them. And later, we had photography session and Salam session. Yeay! Tak nangis pon. Later that afternoon, we headed to Taiping for beraya at Pak Ngah's house and we back home after 8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDJRef7UrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/x7RAoWUCdP4/s1600-h/PICT0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255922067223302834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDJRef7UrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/x7RAoWUCdP4/s320/PICT0734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pedulikan mataku itu..Malas nak editlah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDJsUIkFxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/hH3ODFQHNN8/s1600-h/PICT0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255922528297424658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDJsUIkFxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/hH3ODFQHNN8/s320/PICT0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDKD17Zq0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ku9XLMBBG1Y/s1600-h/PICT0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255922932506012482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDKD17Zq0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ku9XLMBBG1Y/s320/PICT0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDLULkUs6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/rK507Y2gHQI/s1600-h/PICT0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255924312704332706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDLULkUs6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/rK507Y2gHQI/s320/PICT0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDLr2FiOHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LmSWSd8ImSw/s1600-h/PICT0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255924719254911090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDLr2FiOHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LmSWSd8ImSw/s320/PICT0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning, we prepared ourselves and got ready to go back to my hometown. We waited for Mak Lang's family, Mak Teh's family and Chu's family before we started our journey. We managed to arrive at my home at 8 pm and had our dinner. Penat sangat but still had our firework session. I am the Chief of Bunga api + Mercun every year during Eid. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we went shopping! Hehehe.. Bought few stuff for Mr. Husband (he asked me to give him a treat) and lazying around at home. Nasib baik takde orang datang. That night, Mr Husband and me went to KB to meet his old friend. Lama sgt duk kat situ..Nak balik!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, as early as 7 am, my sister and my brother were ready to back to KL. They tried to avoid traffic jam in Pahang area and they safely arrived at 5 pm. Jammed jugakla tuh.. Since only me and Mr Husband were at home, so I decided to drag him to go to open houses nearby. Malas nak masak-masak la.. That night, I packed his stuff and kuih raya because he will go back to Perak as early as he could the next morning. Taknak jam la katakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Sunday morning, he left me with a kiss and a tight hug. = (  We promised to meet again on Tuesday. Yes, I took 2 days leave and went to his place. On Tuesday night, I took flight to KL and this time around, he waited for me not more than 1 hour. My flight was delayed due to bad weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that night, I celebrated my birthday in the car on the highway. We checked in at Cititel Midvalley Hotel at midnight and we were sleepy like hell. He gave me his hand made card and later I was already in a deep sleep. The next day (yes my birthday is on 8th Oct) we went to Pavilion. Just for window shopping since I wasn't in the shopping mood and birthday celebration mood. Really wanna have a pair of slack from Zara but Mr Husband didn't approve it because it was a bit tight for me. Ye ke? Terus takde mood nak usha yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh...Panjangnya entry nih.. To cut it short, I don't know why but I wasn't excited to celebrate my birthday anymore. Maybe because of the previous birthdays weren't that interesting for me. Mr Husband knew it very well and he tried to make my day. I refused to get any prezzie except a present by myself. tapi harini kan mood nak prezzie datang balik!!! Got a few smses from loved ones and closest friends and it is enough for me. I don't need a cake, or a birthday party or birthday prezzie or birthday surprise. I just need Mr Husband's birthday wishes and his love for me. Owhh...so geli kan? Hehe. But it is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I off here, I have my wishlists if you wanna know. But it is not my birthday wishlists. My wishlists..for myself. So, I will work hard, let the business grow and insyaAllah I will get all my wishlists by myself. Don't worry Mr Husband. I will get them on my own. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh.and here, this little girl named Wafa is my birthday mate! We share the same birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDJF25pIYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gkk8SL0aJvU/s1600-h/PICT0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255921867615183234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDJF25pIYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gkk8SL0aJvU/s320/PICT0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7220050938392771385-7050308942589460346?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7050308942589460346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7050308942589460346' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7050308942589460346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7050308942589460346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-in-one.html' title='All in One'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SPDKwSvep2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/brQjZmLs2Sg/s72-c/PICT0762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-1598237276529421773</id><published>2008-09-22T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:11:54.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help'/><title type='text'>I need a favor..</title><content type='html'>from all of you here... Anybody here had been to Bandung recently? Or last year... Or planning to go there soon? I need your help to guide me in terms of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where to stay..Not too expensive and not too cheap like hotel-hotel di Chow Kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What to do/ exciting activities (Must do activity in Bandung)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where to shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Err, what to shop (the best)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How about transportation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Food... The best food... (Must-try)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Any other suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Any tips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Any pesan-pesan? Eh... Hehe :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the budget, more to invest in shopping. Ngee.... I heard there are many factory outlet there.. Is it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance. Your help and tunjuk ajar is very much appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-1598237276529421773?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/1598237276529421773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=1598237276529421773' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1598237276529421773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1598237276529421773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-need-favor.html' title='I need a favor..'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5392574824279585896</id><published>2008-09-19T23:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:26:09.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Handbag'/><title type='text'>BAGS-BAGS-BAGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;In the previous post, I showed you a few pairs of wedges which caught my eyes. No, I'm not on shoes hunting or what so ever. I just wanted to share some of the beautiful things with others. I'm not intending to buy it but would be very pleased to have it as a gift. Ngeee...Sape nak bagi..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And today, I wanna share with you about the designer handbags. Again, they are far from my budget but at least they make me feel good by looking and envying their beauty. Hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;No. 1 : Zucca Shopping Chef by Fendi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPMCu0srPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vGljL2B51HU/s1600-h/ZUCCA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247762338117627122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPMCu0srPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vGljL2B51HU/s320/ZUCCA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a look at it. I'm sure some of you may fall in love with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Selleria Hobo by Fendi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPL8yj6AJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UyjFjWWPgik/s1600-h/SELLERIA-FENDI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247762236041724050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPL8yj6AJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UyjFjWWPgik/s320/SELLERIA-FENDI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very practical. Really suits for work, casual, meetings and even for shopping spree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Velour Daisy Tote, Brown by Juicy Couture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPL2xgWN0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/pOSHFKhL8yo/s1600-h/JC-TOTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247762132679145282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPL2xgWN0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/pOSHFKhL8yo/s320/JC-TOTE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simple.elegant.adorable. Less.is.better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Dior Gipsy Extra Large Zipped Hobo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPLwF8XhjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cOhFn4VXj6w/s1600-h/GYPSY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247762017906296370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPLwF8XhjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cOhFn4VXj6w/s320/GYPSY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the best for functions. I love black handbags. Very stylish and cool..Isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And last but not least..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Logo Medium Magic Bag by Fendi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPLm3CG6-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/oDJ5FiaeIZs/s1600-h/FENDI-LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247761859285019618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPLm3CG6-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/oDJ5FiaeIZs/s320/FENDI-LOGO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bertuah betul nama si FENDI. Dahla ada MAGIC plak tu.... Cantik kan? Droolll!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's for now. I have few things on my WISHLIST (really wish them to be mine) that would be revealed soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5392574824279585896?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5392574824279585896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5392574824279585896' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5392574824279585896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5392574824279585896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/bags-bags-bags.html' title='BAGS-BAGS-BAGS'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNPMCu0srPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vGljL2B51HU/s72-c/ZUCCA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-2836092739352375439</id><published>2008-09-18T20:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:04:23.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>My Wishlist- Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saya amat suka kasut-kasut ini...All wedges kan? Mestilah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNJQRhoozxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/I4NsXG_LM-I/s1600-h/LRL.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247344777856864018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNJQRhoozxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/I4NsXG_LM-I/s320/LRL.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LAUREN RALPH LAUREN Women's Cecilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247344627908292978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNJQIzCHMXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bycGgfW3Jz8/s320/TH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tommy Hilfiger Women's Clara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNJQCNRCItI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1kaQu1hkVsc/s1600-h/SW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247344514691113682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNJQCNRCItI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1kaQu1hkVsc/s320/SW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Stuart Weitzman Women's Justso&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/7220050938392771385-2836092739352375439?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/2836092739352375439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=2836092739352375439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/2836092739352375439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/2836092739352375439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-wishlist-shoes.html' title='My Wishlist- Shoes'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SNJQRhoozxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/I4NsXG_LM-I/s72-c/LRL.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-762862403724276113</id><published>2008-09-16T22:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:04:22.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil project'/><title type='text'>Kad Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last time, I said that I gained back my freedom. But it was not for so long. Starting last week (Sunday) I started re-open our lil shop at school selling &lt;em&gt;kad raya&lt;/em&gt; for students. This is my second year of our lil project which would open only during Ramadhan every year. And I guess this would be the last time for me to handle our lil shop since I have a plan to move to Mr. Husband's early next year. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, we keep busy everyday selling cards and the feedbacks from students are really-really great! To tell you the truth, as today we got our new stocks and it was sold out already! &lt;em&gt;Banyak ok...Sekali dapat&lt;/em&gt; bill around RM4++ and today's bill is the least after all. Actually, this lil project is dedicated and handled by Year 6 students since their UPSR was over. However, only today they start to take over from me and other helping group. They had other test this week so, for the mean time my helping group handled this lil project successfully. And we are planning to sell these &lt;em&gt;kad raya&lt;/em&gt; until next Wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talking about &lt;em&gt;kad raya&lt;/em&gt;, I am hunting for a card for Mr. Husband. I walked in every shop here looking and hunting for a &lt;em&gt;kad raya&lt;/em&gt; for him but nothing came at the end. Susah &lt;em&gt;sgt ke nak cari kad untuk suami? Yang banyakkkk...Untuk isteri.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nampak sangat suami patut banyak minta maaf dari isteri.&lt;/em&gt; Hehe. I kiddd ok! I found a few of them which dedicated to husband but they were too flowery, musical cards, over &lt;em&gt;jiwang&lt;/em&gt; poems and other over-tune elements for a card. I wanna get a card; which is simple decoration with touching poem inside yet meaningful to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My last option: Make my own hand-made card for him. Need to get few stuff for card creating and creative enough to write a poem for a husband. &lt;em&gt;Part ni yang susah ni&lt;/em&gt;. We'll see. I will try and make sure my attempt will succeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love &lt;em&gt;kad raya&lt;/em&gt;. Sending raya cards for friends and loved ones make me feel the temptation of Hari Raya celebration is coming soon. Even I am Internet freak and always be virtual but sending raya cards is a must! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7220050938392771385-762862403724276113?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/762862403724276113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=762862403724276113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/762862403724276113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/762862403724276113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/kad-raya.html' title='Kad Raya'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-6239780221125214908</id><published>2008-09-13T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:24:56.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>No More.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more restless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more extra work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more extra class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more extra homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more class on Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more night classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more coming home after 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more exam papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more trials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because UPSR is over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now, I gain back my freedom. I'm like a bird!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeay me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SMqW-M7WqVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LNkbSYT4hrA/s1600-h/PIC_6433%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245170711392594258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SMqW-M7WqVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LNkbSYT4hrA/s320/PIC_6433%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-6239780221125214908?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/6239780221125214908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=6239780221125214908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6239780221125214908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6239780221125214908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-more.html' title='No More.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SMqW-M7WqVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LNkbSYT4hrA/s72-c/PIC_6433%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5359605874537807921</id><published>2008-09-08T23:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:10:50.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Love Affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, (08092008) marked our 6th months of marriage and being husband and wife. How fast time flies. I am here. He's there. And only weekends we can be together again. Living like this somehow makes me a bit stronger and more determined to do my work and wait for him to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SMVJ78lPpnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/28KYvaRAHNU/s1600-h/wedding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678635366262386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SMVJ78lPpnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/28KYvaRAHNU/s320/wedding1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Surely, I miss him dearly and sometimes I had my little cry before I close my eyes at night. Lonely. Restless. Moody. I have experienced all of them. But nothing comes to make me regret of being marrying him. It is just a test. To test how strong you are. To test how much love you have for him. And I know I can do better when he keeps on encouraging me to be patient and strong enough until we can live together happily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Husband dearie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for everything&lt;br /&gt;For your unconditional love and caring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For your strength and patience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For your everyday prayer for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For making me realize that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am ultimately special for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm always here for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To catch you when you fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be the light of your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be your sunshine to brighten up your day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be everthing that you wished for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;And I love you with every beat of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SMVKObIEmVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/HXTbhlTVBjE/s1600-h/wedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678952803047762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SMVKObIEmVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/HXTbhlTVBjE/s320/wedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This song I dedicated to you my dear..&lt;br /&gt;.I'LL BE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The strands in your eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that color them wonderful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stop me and steal my breath &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emeralds from mountains &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thrust towards the sky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never revealing their depth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tell me that we belong together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dress it up with the trappings of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be captivated, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll hang from your lips &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of the gallows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of heartache that hang from above &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be your cryin' shoulder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be love suicide &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be better when I'm older &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be the greatest fan of your life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls angry on the tin roof &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we lie awake in my bed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're My Survival, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're My Living Proof &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My love is alive and not dead &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that we belong together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dress it up with the trappings of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be captivated, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll hang from your lips &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of the gallows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of heartache that hang from above &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be your cryin' shoulder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be love suicide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be better when I'm older&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be the greatest fan of your life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've dropped out, burned up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fought my way back from the dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuned in, turned on, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remembered the things you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be your cryin' shoulder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be love suicide &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be better when I'm older &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be the greatest fan of your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Edwin Mc.Cain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Footnote: Sorry for being jiwang at this moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/7220050938392771385-5359605874537807921?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5359605874537807921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5359605874537807921' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5359605874537807921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5359605874537807921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-affair.html' title='Love Affair'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SMVJ78lPpnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/28KYvaRAHNU/s72-c/wedding1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-6476731287144455959</id><published>2008-09-05T17:11:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:37:52.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>Topic: Make up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have zero knowledge when it comes to make up thingy. I don't have a clue about this. And now, I am quite worried. Being the age 26, I still don't know how to paint my face. Ugly me, right? All I know is just lipstick, lip gloss and mascara. I know the eye shadow stuff but believe me I look sooo ugly when I apply them on me. Why? Yes, I know I have no skills at all. In fact, I never bother myself to put anything on my face before. People say that natural beauty will glow forever but for me I am too lazy..too malas to learn about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME0SMjeEKI/AAAAAAAAADc/O6LKQqCBmXk/s1600-h/try2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242528928448254114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME0SMjeEKI/AAAAAAAAADc/O6LKQqCBmXk/s320/try2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mcm opera cina~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My first heavy make up was during my traditional dance competition. It was in the year of 2006. See, two years back. I was scared enough looking at the items splurged on the dressing table. The make up artist was shocked when I simply said that it was my first time. I was almost cried when he applied the eye liner to my eyes. Takot masuk mata! Some of my colleagues (the boys) laughed their heart out looking at me. In the end, I thought I looked ok. Bolela kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME7MgOuRhI/AAAAAAAAADs/6SyIJGKmEhY/s1600-h/jadi2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242536527232124434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME7MgOuRhI/AAAAAAAAADs/6SyIJGKmEhY/s320/jadi2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Iya, mata saya bundar dan besar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then, this year I had my remarkable make up experience on my wedding day. As for the solemnization ceremony, someone I called a sister gave her touch. And as for reception, I chose a different make up artist to make me look a bit different. As he also did my make up for portraiture session on the next day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME7Y2j5f9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/8WBHflumvSg/s1600-h/jadi3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242536739384950738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME7Y2j5f9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/8WBHflumvSg/s320/jadi3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He or she? Erm, I'm not sure though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And.... no more after that day. Everyday I go to work, I only have my Baby Johnson powder and a lip gloss. If I were a bit rajin, I'll have my mascara. And that's all. Nothing more than that. How I wish I would know to paint my face myself. I have a few of makeup stuff but I don't think they help me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have concealer.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have blusher.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have foundation.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have that magical powder.&lt;br /&gt;Do I need all of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my problem. I need to have a make over. But I don't know how to start. What to buy. What are the steps. What to have. What are the basics. It sounds like I am desperate, isn't it? Well, maybe it's true. I just need a very light simple makeup especially for work. Jealous you, tengok orang lain cantik-cantik tapi saya hanyalah muka yang kosong. Plain? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that there would be somebody here gonna help me. Give me some tips. The dos' and the don'ts. The basic steps. It's all I need. And I will learn and experiment myself. Mr. Husband promised me to help me in getting all the stuff. Kan? Practice makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for now, this is the plain me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME7TXBPyYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QNvBFHBHBO8/s1600-h/jadi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242536645018765698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME7TXBPyYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QNvBFHBHBO8/s320/jadi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With the same person but in a different occasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-6476731287144455959?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/6476731287144455959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=6476731287144455959' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6476731287144455959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6476731287144455959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/topic-make-up.html' title='Topic: Make up'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SME0SMjeEKI/AAAAAAAAADc/O6LKQqCBmXk/s72-c/try2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-3319688996396031977</id><published>2008-09-02T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:43:33.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online shop'/><title type='text'>Nice to deal with u.</title><content type='html'>This is an online shopping issue that I want to talk about. Last week, I was blog-hopping and I found someone was putting her COACH handbag on sale. It is used handbag (only twice as she mentioned) and ready to let it go for below RM400. The bag is still new from the picture and is in an excellent condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without hesitation, I emailed her and asked for the handbag. Since she stated "MERDEKA SALES" in her blog, therefore I asked her for a bargain. At the end, we reached for a win-win bargain price and both of us I guessed satisfied with the deal. She give me her account number and her account details and asked me for the mailing address. She even  said.. Thanks Hanee* &amp;amp; nice to deal with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy because I thought I got the deal. What did you think? I got the deal, didn't I? And unexpectedly today I received her email telling me that she sold that item to someone who paid for it before me. I was blank. Nasib baiklah I had to access my email to get her account number and I was at the bank at that moment. I was checking my email through my handphone and ready to make the payment. If I just bank in the payment macam mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I was wrong at the first place. But this is a new thing for me. I have shopped online for more than 10th times and this is the first time I experienced all this. I knew I didn't pay for booking but it stated in her blog that if I want to book any items from her, just need to email her. And I did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't argue or ask for more from her. It is just a second-hand handbag. I want to buy the bag at the first place because it looks still new and I want to use that handbag as my daily bag to school. Well, it turned out that it wasn't for me. Takde rezeki. Tapi tak best la if dealing business macam tu. Orang lain yang dah kaya jual new items pun takde buat saya macam tu. Tsk..tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to say all this just to let it out of my system. I'm sure I don't want to have any kind of business with her in the future. I feel bad to be treated like this. If you not sure to sell that item to that person, so don't easily say "Nice to deal with u" to that particular person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah, nak sambung pigi dapur. Kepada sesapa yang ada nak jual used handbags ke.. new handbags ke..COACH handbags ke..bagitau la saya. Tengoklah kat blog saya ni. Dah dua orang promote sale blog derang. And I don't mind that. =)&lt;br /&gt;So please..kalau ada inform me ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-3319688996396031977?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/3319688996396031977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=3319688996396031977' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3319688996396031977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3319688996396031977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/nice-to-deal-with-u.html' title='Nice to deal with u.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5883017244589527915</id><published>2008-09-02T00:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:35:46.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>First Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>How fast time flies. It is nearly (well, another 3 months) to end this year. And new year will come. And today, we started fasting on the first of Ramadhan. This Ramadhan is so special to me. This Ramadhan would bring me a new experience in phase of life as a wife. This is my firstRamadhan as a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for some people it is nothing. But for me, it means a lot. My husband works in Perak while me in my hometown. So he (and sometimes me) has to travel to come here / there most probably every weekend to spend our little precious time together. It is hard I must say. And of course..for me. To be far from him make me a bit moody and gloomy during weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, we had our sahur and berbuka together at home. And the rest of my family. I feel blessed. Happy when Mr. Husband is here with me. And I always eat a lot when he is around. Ape laa... And tonight, he went back to Perak. So sedih.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it was only 2 days, we had our great time. At this moment, I really really appreciate every second of our time together. To think back, we always try hard not to fight or do anything that can make us feel bad. That's good, isn't it? Rugi lah merajuk banyak2. Time tu cukup-cukup makan je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fervently hope that the next Ramadhan (insyaAllah) we will be living together. And we can cook together. Mind you, Mr. Husband is a great cook. I think he can cook better than me la.. Hehe. I'm waiting for him to come back this weekend again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you more Mr. Husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to all my friends (virtual ke tak virtual ke..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SLwXpr7WzfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Y_vPePfrFT4/s1600-h/pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241090071286173170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SLwXpr7WzfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Y_vPePfrFT4/s320/pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Footnote: This entry is quite syahdu. Ngada2. Just ignore. Btw, today for berbuka we had Ikan Masak &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taucu. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nnt2 la resepi tu ye. Pics pon takde nk tunjuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5883017244589527915?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5883017244589527915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5883017244589527915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5883017244589527915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5883017244589527915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-ramadhan.html' title='First Ramadhan'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SLwXpr7WzfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Y_vPePfrFT4/s72-c/pose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7917002539564468811</id><published>2008-08-29T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:14:10.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toothache'/><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SLgcEckxY-I/AAAAAAAAACk/ROZOQPPkqtA/s1600-h/toothache%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239969029161051106" style="CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SLgcEckxY-I/AAAAAAAAACk/ROZOQPPkqtA/s320/toothache%5B1%5D.gif" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SLgcKReUh0I/AAAAAAAAACs/1MBqBMst_MM/s1600-h/toothache%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239969129260418882" style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="143" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SLgcKReUh0I/AAAAAAAAACs/1MBqBMst_MM/s320/toothache%5B2%5D.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hurm, tengok gambar kat atas tu pun dah tau. Saya telah mengalami sakit gigi yang memang hangat sejak 2-3-4-5 hari yang lepas.  Waktu pagi ok je. Takde masalah. Tak rasa sakit walaupun seciput. Tapi, kalau malam...Ya Allah, hanya Tuhan yang tahu betapa sakitnya gigi saya itu. Dahla Encik Suami saya tiada di sisi, rasa sakit tu berdenyut sampai ke kepala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pada malam terakhir sebelum gigi itu dicabut, saya nekad nak buang jgak gigi yang telah membuatkan saya rasa seperti alien itu.  Kesian Encik Suami. Kena marah dengan orang sakit gigi. Sapa suruh tanya soalan yang agak "kureng"?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Petang esoknya lepas kerja, saya pergi ke klinik gigi. Dahla takut. Pergi sorang pulak tu. Jalan jammed tak hengat. Saya terpaksa berdiri tunggu turn saya sampailah saya dipanggil untuk dibius dan sampailah waktu untuk cabut gigi. Punyelah ramai orang sakit gigi macam saya. Dari pukul 3.40 ptg sampailah pkl 4.30 barulah gigi saya dicabut. Kecut tapi lega...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jadi sekarang, gigi tidak sakit lagi. Oleh itu, saya ingin meminta Encik Suami memberi hadiah atas keberanian saya pergi mencabut gigi seorang diri. You pergi cabut gigi aritu I teman kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Him: Eh, kalau you senyum..Nampak tak lobang gigi you yang kena cabut tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me  : Tak.. I dah demo depan cermin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Him: Kalau nampak pon, takpe. You tetap cantik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me  : (Nak bodek la tu..Taknak belikan hadiah untuk aku la tuh....???~~dalam hati aje) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-7917002539564468811?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7917002539564468811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7917002539564468811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7917002539564468811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7917002539564468811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SLgcEckxY-I/AAAAAAAAACk/ROZOQPPkqtA/s72-c/toothache%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-323300684797649228</id><published>2008-08-17T18:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:21:25.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>It's the Show Time</title><content type='html'>Nak tengok movie yang ini ke....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKf6aSL9YgI/AAAAAAAAACY/wUgVGLyqLeo/s1600-h/Star_Wars__Clone_Wars_Poster%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235428421307032066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKf6aSL9YgI/AAAAAAAAACY/wUgVGLyqLeo/s320/Star_Wars__Clone_Wars_Poster%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;atau yang ini.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235427611763913538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKf5rKZ1s0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/f6F4TVussjw/s320/wall-e-poster3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yang mana satu ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-323300684797649228?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/323300684797649228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=323300684797649228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/323300684797649228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/323300684797649228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-time-show.html' title='It&apos;s the Show Time'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKf6aSL9YgI/AAAAAAAAACY/wUgVGLyqLeo/s72-c/Star_Wars__Clone_Wars_Poster%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-6651932263210794839</id><published>2008-08-17T15:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:57:33.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>I am waiting for these</title><content type='html'>Speaking of online shopping earlier in my previous post, I want to state here that there are more to come by the end of this week. Err, probably by the end of this month. Ngeee.. My waiting lists are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kathy Van Zeeland Family Jewels Crown Princess Scoop Shopper (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nama aku lagi pendek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfVFoKisxI/AAAAAAAAACA/vceN3NYzJDg/s1600-h/P8090079%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235387384499188498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfVFoKisxI/AAAAAAAAACA/vceN3NYzJDg/s320/P8090079%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. NafNaf Purple Striped Blouse (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it comes together with the jeans. Kalu letak gambo kang nampak mcm byk pulak..:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfU9W5h3VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e-r5xgvykEA/s1600-h/bajuu_015%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235387242425474386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfU9W5h3VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e-r5xgvykEA/s320/bajuu_015%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Non-Tie Rack and Tie Rack scarves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235387096105057954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfU010BfqI/AAAAAAAAABw/k-yXSdtSis0/s320/TyracShop_017%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfUmr6YZLI/AAAAAAAAABo/Hzj2qCR1iRY/s1600-h/TyracShop_002%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235386852929201330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfUmr6YZLI/AAAAAAAAABo/Hzj2qCR1iRY/s320/TyracShop_002%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Crocs Shoes (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Husband did pay for this! Love u! :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfUc40bGQI/AAAAAAAAABg/ziXf7GRI4-0/s1600-h/P7150403%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235386684595181826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfUc40bGQI/AAAAAAAAABg/ziXf7GRI4-0/s320/P7150403%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm waiting for them to be arrived at my doorstep. Sure terkezut kan Mr. Husband. Hehe.. Tak beli dah!!! (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for this month! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). I got so many reasons why I am addicted to online shopping. Later, I'll tell you hokeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Need to pack my things because I'm going to the PIL this evening. Meet Mr. Husband and others too. This is happened when we work in different places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7220050938392771385-6651932263210794839?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/6651932263210794839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=6651932263210794839' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6651932263210794839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6651932263210794839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-waiting-for-these.html' title='I am waiting for these'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfVFoKisxI/AAAAAAAAACA/vceN3NYzJDg/s72-c/P8090079%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7925345840576623422</id><published>2008-08-17T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:31:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's arrived finally!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finally, it's here. I bought this from online shop last week and was safely in my hand this morning. Well, I must say that by now (starting from November last year) I am addicted to onlne shopping. Ngeee.... My bad. My bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, ok tak? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfTk2k7YkI/AAAAAAAAABY/zOeeXuRHCgE/s1600-h/t004%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235385721920643650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfTk2k7YkI/AAAAAAAAABY/zOeeXuRHCgE/s320/t004%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-7925345840576623422?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7925345840576623422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7925345840576623422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7925345840576623422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7925345840576623422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-arrived-finally.html' title='It&apos;s arrived finally!!!'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SKfTk2k7YkI/AAAAAAAAABY/zOeeXuRHCgE/s72-c/t004%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-973665921669660268</id><published>2008-08-13T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:37:32.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>"To Do List"</title><content type='html'>It always happen. And it always happen to me. Today, I have a quite long "To do List" but it seems like I lost in iniating any of them yet. Hence, none of them I managed to complete! Urghhh...Geram  betul dengan diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my "To Do List" today are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mark exam paper 6F. Need to submit by tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mark exam paper 1F. Need to submit by tomorrow oso.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mark exam paper 1D. Tapi takpela. Kelas haku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;4. Spread the SBT timetable to the students. Haku lupe tadi...&lt;br /&gt;5. Photocopy exercises for my students 1D &amp;amp; 1F..and 6A.&lt;br /&gt;6. Complete my lesson plan. Esok kene hantar gak.&lt;br /&gt;7. Collect fund from others.&lt;br /&gt;7. Iron my batik attire for tomorrow. Haku paling malas iron baju.&lt;br /&gt;8. Tidy up my wardrobe. Sakit mata haku tengok.&lt;br /&gt;9. Vacum my room.&lt;br /&gt;10. Buy pudding ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;11. Make cocktail pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, at least I manage to do some of them before tomorrow. When I have a lot of things to do, sometimes I don't know what and where to start it first. In fact, I slept for two hours this afternoon when I read my book. Two things out of the list I have done :&lt;br /&gt;1. Read  my book.&lt;br /&gt;2. Take a naaaaapppp....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoh, my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, better off by now. Need to work. We'll see the progress after 2 hours. Ngeee......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-973665921669660268?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/973665921669660268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=973665921669660268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/973665921669660268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/973665921669660268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-do-list.html' title='&quot;To Do List&quot;'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7008117845345058504</id><published>2008-08-11T16:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:30:25.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Today is HER BIRTHDAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ_2H0no9hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JA2KqC6Nn4s/s1600-h/17883375%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233171906272228882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="239" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ_2H0no9hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JA2KqC6Nn4s/s320/17883375%5B1%5D.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May your very special day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overflow with love and peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God for his grace and mercy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His wonders to me never cease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each life you've been blessed to touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reminds us to persevere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your commitment and obedience to God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opens hearts and minds, it's clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unwavering strength you possess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A devoted servant in all that you do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reverence the One from whom you're made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever faithful, ever loving, ever true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's celebrate and enjoy this moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or reminisce about years ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vow we have to cherish you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even more than you'll ever know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear sister, Happy Birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;© By Shalonda Y. Dews&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To KAK LYNN, Happy Wonderful Birthday to you. I love you. !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Footnote: Sorry lambat, just came back from school. Ngee, =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7220050938392771385-7008117845345058504?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7008117845345058504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7008117845345058504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7008117845345058504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7008117845345058504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-is-her-birthday.html' title='Today is HER BIRTHDAY.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ_2H0no9hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JA2KqC6Nn4s/s72-c/17883375%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7823722040588035999</id><published>2008-08-10T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:07:03.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Inner Food</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share some books that I have read for the past two months. Well, not too many I guess but it is good to having something to read before you close your eyes every night. I must say it becomes as one of my habit rather than a hobby for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last June, I ended my reading collections with... 5 or 6 (?) books altogether. I started to read before the school break which by that time I was busy with my workload at school. I always turn to books when I feel stressed or restless. Hence, the books are always be the best friend for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ7js-_T3fI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7On4yOQKeDk/s1600-h/PICT0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232870179013385714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="102" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ7js-_T3fI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7On4yOQKeDk/s320/PICT0695.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;However, as for the month of July, I only managed to grab only one book. Only one. I know. My bad. My bad. And to make it more interesting, I was able to finish reading the book only today! What a long 'journey'! I don't know is it because of the book or it is just because of me. The book was OK. But maybe is was not my interest. I love reading religious book but this one I am not into it. But, at least I could learn something from that book. This is the book:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ7mOtrEv-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/5_rp3Gu8Hzw/s1600-h/PICT0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232872957503913954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ7mOtrEv-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/5_rp3Gu8Hzw/s320/PICT0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And now, I am anticipating with this book. It has a good review on the net. Well, I might knowthe truth after finish reading this book! Happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232876526685588050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="196" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ7ped6TClI/AAAAAAAAABI/_j2_ipdKeqE/s320/417KKC6XB6L__SS500_.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-7823722040588035999?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7823722040588035999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7823722040588035999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7823722040588035999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7823722040588035999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/08/inner-food.html' title='Inner Food'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJ7js-_T3fI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7On4yOQKeDk/s72-c/PICT0695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7068422377383700015</id><published>2008-08-05T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:07:35.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Mangga ke Mango?</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday night, Mr Husband and I went out for dinner. We went to one of the popular restaurant in town. It was just a casual dinner and only for the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7, we arrived at the restaurant and we ordered our dinner. It was the first time to Mr Husband to be there so I gave him a chance to order the food. As expected he ordered 5 delicious dishes (Mr Husband loves to eat more than me!) which were  (no pictures taken,sorry!):&lt;br /&gt;-Fried Kerapu with 3 Taste&lt;br /&gt;-Fried chicken with Mango&lt;br /&gt;-Stir Fried Siew Pak Choy with Oyster Sauce&lt;br /&gt;-Buttered Prawn&lt;br /&gt;-Stir Fried Beef with Black Pepper Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we made our reservation, we head to the mall first and our dinner would be ready by 9.  So, at 9, we were ushered to our table and the dinner was not ready yet. By the meantime, the waitress came to us and took order for our drink. And this was something that I would like to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Husband: You nak minum air apa?&lt;br /&gt;Me                  : Erm.... Ice lemon tea je la.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Husband: Tu je? Ok. Order 1 Ice lemon tea dan 1 jus mangga.&lt;br /&gt;(As both of us were busy with our handphone, then the waitress said...)&lt;br /&gt;Waitres        : Air mangga ke &lt;em&gt;mango&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;( Eh, kami berpandangan....)&lt;br /&gt;Me                 : Lain ke mango dgn mangga?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Husband: Ntah..Sama kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-7068422377383700015?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7068422377383700015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7068422377383700015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7068422377383700015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7068422377383700015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/08/mangga-ke-mango.html' title='Mangga ke Mango?'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-1891955698940902186</id><published>2008-07-31T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:45:06.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>I am in a confusion. I don't know exactly what should I feel at this moment. I am pissed. I am upset. I am sad. I feel wierd. Because of something that already past. It sounds stupid, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't do nothing to make it as what I want it to be. It is beyond of my control. It had happened. Like it or not, I have to accept that fact. It didn't related to me at the past. But I couldn't just let it go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is better to not knowing the truth. Or knowing all the truths at the early beginning. So it will not wound you in the middle of your journey. If you wish to forget all the past, it is better to put all the past into the bin. And I had done that for the sake of you. I don't want to hurt you. Or to make you feel my uneasy feelings right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes we make mistakes. I forgave you. But please 'clear' all those things in your past. You want to make me happy? So, do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJGyVB-O0FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/O_WvX-_o-nw/s1600-h/T53QPQCAKSK3XICAQTUWZHCAVBHUPJCA9WM9MQCAOMT9QOCAW6HPPRCASQRHS1CAT9OKILCAPCBJPQCAN0XJK1CASK0FRPCAC44IR2CACDHAXWCA3IHW9LCACYPO75CA8H5X4QCA3W4K9ICAEQNPCSCAP47J18.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJGy3cBnzoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dGgvRjcEGSY/s1600-h/images%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229157307839401602" style="WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="151" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJGy3cBnzoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dGgvRjcEGSY/s320/images%5B3%5D.jpg" width="111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-1891955698940902186?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/1891955698940902186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=1891955698940902186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1891955698940902186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/1891955698940902186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SJGy3cBnzoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dGgvRjcEGSY/s72-c/images%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-9004717372638531768</id><published>2008-07-27T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:33:03.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><title type='text'>Coughs</title><content type='html'>Uhuk..uhuk.. Banyaknya habuk...! Dah berdebu-deban nih... I have to clean up 'this little space' for a while.. I'll come back later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227653667644565810" style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" height="131" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SIxbUDy46TI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VUjeql8FH8I/s320/2564278694_6aa8e3c3ee%5B1%5D.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Definitely he is not ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-9004717372638531768?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/9004717372638531768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=9004717372638531768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/9004717372638531768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/9004717372638531768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2008/07/coughs.html' title='Coughs'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SIxbUDy46TI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VUjeql8FH8I/s72-c/2564278694_6aa8e3c3ee%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-6255031108010358087</id><published>2008-05-11T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:03:13.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SCbRSLYG4MI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y2ipFYwklhM/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199072930067570882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXjz-BOCDxk/SCbRSLYG4MI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y2ipFYwklhM/s320/hugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a very long silence, I'm back. Back to this 'world'. I'm going nowhere. Being nowhere. I'm just not in this 'world'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, so many meaningful events happened in my life. Countless time of my precious moments with loved ones. Am deeply in love. Love my life at the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am married. Yes, I know. Without any notice, I am a wifey by now. I love my new life. A new phase. A new beginning of a real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am full with words to describe about myself right now. But, I think sometimes... let's time tell the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my mommy and mak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To mommy,&lt;br /&gt;You are the greatest mother on earth. Nothing could change that fact. I love you so much. Thanks for everything. I know I'm not the best daughter for you. But I will always will be the one for you. Forgive all my sins and let's have our precious time together till the end. Mommy, this is so true. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To mak,&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm still new to the family, but I can feel your strong love for me. Thanks for giving me a very lucky space for me to'fit' in the family. I love you mak. Your love always shines through your eyes and I can feel your love from your son too. Thanks mak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To mommies outhere,&lt;br /&gt;You are the best to the rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7220050938392771385-6255031108010358087?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/6255031108010358087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=6255031108010358087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/6255031108010358087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Tolonglah saya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Orang cakap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bila bulan mengambang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Perempuan berubah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ikut mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kalau betul, maka good mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kalau salah, maka jadilah bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seperti saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bulan sedang mengambang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya berasa jauh hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mudah terasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apa yang patut saya buat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya tak nak terasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tak nak tersinggung, dan juga jauh hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walaupun kata-kata yang tidak seberapa ganasnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tapi hati sudah tersinggung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya rela jadi marah, ataupun dimarah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ataupun kedua-duanya sekali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya rela merajuk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tapi saya tak sanggup terasa..tersinggung,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apatah lagi dengan orang yang dekat di hati saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya cuba untuk tidak terasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tapi sudah terasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Macam mana saya nak buang perasaan tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya bingung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya sedih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya menangis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Itulah saya bila saya terasa jauh hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya tak marah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya tak merajuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya cuma tersinggung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tolonglah saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-3218301126554254871?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/3218301126554254871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=3218301126554254871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3218301126554254871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/3218301126554254871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/12/tolonglah-saya.html' title='Tolonglah saya..'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5292636648712946953</id><published>2007-12-28T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:04:28.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I'm sorry, if I've ever hurt you in any way. I'm truly sorry. I sincerely mean that. You're more than worthy of any man's love. You're more beautiful than any woman I've ever met in my life. I just wanted to say before I leave..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heart-wrenching, devastated moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5292636648712946953?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5292636648712946953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5292636648712946953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5292636648712946953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5292636648712946953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-sorry-if-ive-ever-hurt-you-in-any.html' title=''/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7799428078890468704</id><published>2007-12-20T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T12:58:40.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...Raya! Raya!</title><content type='html'>It's still cloudy today. Im just lazying around in my room and doing nothing. Day by day, I feel better and I hope I can be stronger to face my life. Well, Im actually counting the hours left for me to be with my girlfriends again. Im hoping that it will be the best reunion for us after for many years we didnt meet and chill out together. One of my bestest girlfriends will tie the knot tomorrow. She will be the second of Stand by Me clan getting married. &lt;a href="http://sheemalara.blogspot.com/"&gt;She&lt;/a&gt; will get married on Friday night and the reception will be the next day. Ohh, I can't wait to be there. Really looking forward for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha to everyone. Feeling like not celebrating this raya. Musim banjir kut. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-7799428078890468704?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7799428078890468704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7799428078890468704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7799428078890468704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7799428078890468704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/12/todayraya-raya.html' title='Today...Raya! Raya!'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5270585443634500041</id><published>2007-12-15T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:47:47.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>My personality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/red.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sexy, powerful, and bold.&lt;br /&gt;You're full of passion and energy...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this passion has a dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel most alive when you're seducing someone.&lt;br /&gt;You never fail to get someone's attention.&lt;br /&gt;Quick minded, you're also quick to lose your temper!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&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/7220050938392771385-5270585443634500041?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5270585443634500041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5270585443634500041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5270585443634500041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5270585443634500041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-personality.html' title='My personality?'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-5886404605766817040</id><published>2007-12-14T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T18:57:13.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening coffee</title><content type='html'>It took me for a while to write. So many things inside my head that have made it hard for me to prioritize them. What to do first, second and next, next and so on. I just came back from the heart city of KL where I have settled a few of important things for the next year agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds serious, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am missing someone so much right now. She is the only one who have called me as 'Kak Hanee'. She is the little girl who always make my day. I miss u adik. Take care adik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220050938392771385-5886404605766817040?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/5886404605766817040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=5886404605766817040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5886404605766817040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/5886404605766817040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/12/evening-coffee.html' title='Evening coffee'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-2771037085395522144</id><published>2007-11-29T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:00:39.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-HAA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Most Like Gisele Bundchen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichvictoriassecretangelareyouquiz/gisele-bundchen.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly exotic and perfectly gorgeous&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichvictoriassecretangelareyouquiz/"&gt;Which Victoria's Secret Angel Are You?&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/7220050938392771385-2771037085395522144?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/2771037085395522144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=2771037085395522144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/2771037085395522144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/2771037085395522144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/11/haa.html' title='A-HAA!'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-316380887377763226</id><published>2007-11-28T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:51:11.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SexY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 76% Sexy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchsexappealdoyouhavequiz/sexy-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Sex Appeal Is: Extremely High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very sexy. You just have that certain something that takes over a room.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to attract, entice, and keep whoever you want. You are truly appealing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchsexappealdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Sex Appeal Do You Have?&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/7220050938392771385-316380887377763226?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/316380887377763226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=316380887377763226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/316380887377763226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/316380887377763226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/11/sexy.html' title='SexY?'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-8746854187903338938</id><published>2007-11-27T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:17:43.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot live without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I cannot live without you.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I used to have someone said these sweet words to me years before. I used to accept that I might crashed him down If I was gone. Left him alone. Fortunately, I stucked myself with my sympathy to him inside me. I didnt say a word the moment he told me those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Less than a year, after a looooong grieving (I must say) he started to "I can live without you". He has a new girlfriend and so soon they will get married. I guess so. Well, it is not important to me. I shouldnt have to feel sorry for him. I shoudnt say that I'll always be with him. And I never say those things. I am thankful. That I keep my words inside me and I just walked away from his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never hate him. He's still my friend. Used to be one of my best friend. I would like to say something to your girlfriend  though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" Miss S, it is ok for him to have "girl friends" out there. You are still his sweetheart no matter what. Dont worry about it. And dont worry about me. I wont take him from you. Sometimes, we need our space  for ourselves despite our quality time with our loved ones. And him too. He needs his friends, his space for a while."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lesson learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A man can say anything to win woman's heart but not all his words are true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Extreme jealousy is not the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pen off.&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/7220050938392771385-8746854187903338938?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/8746854187903338938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=8746854187903338938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/8746854187903338938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/8746854187903338938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cannot-live-without-you.html' title='I cannot live without you.'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-7689272821899148848</id><published>2007-11-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:37:17.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In dilemma..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yup. Im in dilemma.. To get it or to forget about it. Today, I was busy looking for presents for my friends' weddings when something caught my eyes. Im falling in love. Jean Perry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im falling in love with Jean Perry's bedsheet sets collections. The colour is so nice. The materials of course in a better quality. The design is simple but yet it looks beautiful with less laces and embroidery. Less is more. Well, I must say that the price is quite costly. RM8++..! But it is only RM5++ after less! So unbearable. The temptation to buy it is so high. I want it! I want it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried to control my mixed emotions and tried to make my minds clear. I dont want to feel guilty to myself later. However, the bedsheet set is quite clear lingering in my head. I asked someone about the bedsheet and he just said, "Why dont you make it as KIV item first? Later we'll discuss about it, ok?" NOT OK! I cant just view it but I need it. I want it now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it is not so important to me to have it. It is not one of my MUST BUY items but yet it is still ok if I buy that Jean Perry. My heart's telling so but my mind's saying another way. So how? Get it or forget it? &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/7220050938392771385-7689272821899148848?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/7689272821899148848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=7689272821899148848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7689272821899148848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/7689272821899148848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-dilemma.html' title='In dilemma..'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220050938392771385.post-9189803938537038647</id><published>2007-11-25T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:30:24.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better in everything..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alhamdulillah... I am still strong to blog again. After more than a year I was on hiatus. To be frank, Im speechless. I dont know what to say right now. I used to blog. I used to share my stories, my life, my rantings and my everything with people out there before. And now, I am doing it again. I am still the same person. But maybe with the different perspective in my life. Different way in sharing with others. The other side of my stories. Or maybe with the different of my own taste in everything. Yup, we changed. People changed. But, all I hope I can be a better person by now. Better in everything.&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/7220050938392771385-9189803938537038647?l=haneejane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/feeds/9189803938537038647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220050938392771385&amp;postID=9189803938537038647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/9189803938537038647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220050938392771385/posts/default/9189803938537038647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haneejane.blogspot.com/2007/11/better-in-everything.html' title='Better in everything..'/><author><name>haneebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13643735205563754798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
